Kuroo is a giant dork and cares a lot about his friends. Kenma can confirm this. He's also the only one allowed to laugh when Kenma gets hit in the face with a volleyball. He's also a giant nerd who somehow balances volleyball, school and a social life as well as managing to be a total ass with Bokuto. He was just a giant nerd and Kenma couldn't see how anyone could see him as anything else. He might have been a third year and tall but two words from him or Yaku or coach will have him in line. Yaku was short but scary. Lev knew best. Kuroo had bothered him all that night making sure he was okay before he slept. Sometimes Kenma wondered if he slept differently, maybe he wouldn't have to deal with his constant bedhead. Though, the idea of seeing Kuroo with his hair down and flat was unusual and made him uneasy.
He never liked being up early but it was a Saturday, a week of and a training camp week. Shinzen, Fukurodani and Karasuno would be there, which if course, meant Shouyou was coming. He didn't appear excited, but one of his best friends would be on the bus right now. Probably annoying Tobio. He could imagine it, Shouyou's loud voice and animated movements. Kageyama yelling, "Calm down, Dumbass." and Sawamura Daichi yelling at them both. Kenma was kind of Halloughton they got to spend all the time with Shouyou when He was stuck in Tokyo. But they'd be here all week to practice for Spring preliminaries. After that there'd be nationals. And maybe, they'd get to play a real game, with no rematch. Even kenma had to admit volleyball had gotten a lot more exciting with Shouyou around.
Kenma had been so lost in thought that he'd lost all the lives on his game and almost dropped his PSP onto the concrete when Kuroo gripped his shoulder, jumping slightly.
"Don't do that," he scolded but Kuroo just grinned. Of course, his hair was still a mess. Did he even try?
"Excited?" he asked. Kenma shrugged. "Shou-Chan is coming. It'll be interesting to see that freak quick again after the Seijoh match. They should be here soon. But we've got our secret weapon."
"You can hardly call Lev a secret weapon, he doesn't know what he's doing half the time. And he gets intimidated by Yaku, " mumbles Kenma, shaking his head and pocketing his game." Are you bothering me because Koutarou isn't here yet?"
Lev Haiba was their new ace and a first year. He was six feet four inches, with fast reflexes and the mind of an innocent child. Bokuto Koutarou was Kuroo's possibly, unconfirmed but unsubtle, boyfriend and captain of the Fukurodani volleyball team. Bokuto was able to wear out Kenma as easily as Kuroo did when their antics would never cease. Good guy. Too much stamina. Both of them.
Kuroo sighs, "Maybe. Also because you're my best friend and I'm allowed to bother you." He ruffles Kenma's hair and Kenma scrunched up his face.
"I can revoke those privileges." Kenma states, deadpan. Kuroo's eyes widen and he wobbles his lip. "Oh, shut up."
"You can't wait for them to arrive. I've never seem you so fidgety and willing to put away a game. You're not even on your phone while he's on the bus even though you're constantly texting. Don't worry, they'll be here soon."
"Maybe," was kenmas only answer.
"KENMA!"