Kenma's cat like golden eyes scanned the setter on the other side of the net. He took in the hair that was messier than normal. The paler complexion. The slimmer body. All in all Keiji looked haggard. His tosses were missing their usual accuracy and now Kenma was concerned.

Tetsuro had been complaining to him over the last month about Keiji's reluctance to have any meaningful conversation with him. He also mentioned that Kotaro was still very much giving them the silent treatment, but at least he was actually home and living there again. It was the first time in a long time that Kenma was actually frustrated with Kotaro and not just for him being obnoxious. At this point the silver haired owl's selfishness was affecting his friend in a very negative way. He didn't find it acceptable. Keiji looked like shit and when Kenma tried to talk to him, his monotone indifference was off the charts.

He waited until he got home that night before he called Tetsuro. After the third ring the phone was answered. "Hey little kitty cat. What's up?"

"Kuroo, Keiji looks like absolute shit" Kenma said frankly.

"What? What do you mean? Is he ok?" Tetsuro asked as his tone took on a very concerned tilt.

"No. I don't think he's ok. This thing with Bokuto has got to stop. He looks like he hasn't eaten or slept or seen the sun in weeks."

"Shit…" Tetsuro said quietly. "I knew he was upset, but he hasn't let me come visit him. Every time I bring it up he declines."

"Well then don't bring it up. Just go and see him. You love him right?"

"Fuck. You're right Kenma. I got to go the last train leaves in 30 minutes."

Kenma could hear the shuffling noises in the background. "You better make him feel better Kuroo."

"I will. I promise. Talk to you later."

Kenma heard the silence on the phone and then moved it so he could see the screen. He clicked on his game app and rolled over onto his stomach. Tetsuro would fix it and if not, Kotaro would be getting an intervention call from a very disgruntled kitten.

ooooooo

It was pretty darn late when Tetsuro walked past the gate to the Akaashi residence. He knocked on the door and waited. After a moment or two the door opened to reveal Keiji's mom.

"Kuroo-kun it's nice to see you. Come in." The thin older woman with curly black hair gestured him. "Are you here to see Keiji?"

"Uh…yeah" Tetsuro said awkwardly.

"Well thank god. I don't know what's wrong with him. He barely eats or talks to me anymore. You're the first friend that's come over for quite a while. He's upstairs in his room."

"Ok. Thank you Akaashi-san" Tetsuro started towards the stairs. "Um…do you mind if I stay here tonight?"

"Of course I don't mind. Do you need anything to eat or drink?"

"Nah. I'm good. I'm just going to go see him now" Tetsuro waved at her as he trotted up the stairs. He knocked on Keiji's bedroom door.

"Yes?" came the soft monotone that Tetsuro loved.

"It's Kuroo. I'm coming in." He tried the door handle and frowned when he found it locked. "Keiji?"

Keiji stared with large terrified green eyes at his door. Everything was moving in slow motion as he processed the voice on the other side of his door. He looked at the clock. It was 10:20 PM. What the fuck was Tetsuro doing here? His mom had already gone to bed. He hadn't expected to be disturbed anymore tonight. "Ah…hold on…" He said quickly. He grabbed some tissues and pressed it hard against his upper thigh. This was not supposed to happen. He pressed one more time and then pulled back on his shorts. He made a stop at his dresser drawer and buried his little coping tools once more. He threw the tissues away and walked to the door opening it a crack. "Hey…" he mumbled.

Tetsuro scanned his face as that was all he could really see at the moment as the door was still mostly shut. "Hey yourself. Can I come in?"

Keiji blinked a couple of times and opened the door slightly wider. "What are you doing here?"

Tetsuro wanted to wrap his arms around Keiji so fucking bad. It had been too long, but he held back for the time being and just studied the shorter man. Kenma was right he did look like absolute shit. Also, there was a definitive smell in the air that Tetsuro recognized. "I'm here to see you…" He slowly reached out to brush messy black hair off of Keiji's forehead.

Keiji flinched slightly, but didn't move away when Tetsuro's fingers finally connected with his skin. "I told you I wanted space…" Keiji mumbled in a slightly irritated tone.

"Well I don't. We've established that we love each other right? And want to be together? So why are you avoiding me?" Tetsuro asked as he took a step forward and let his finger trail down the smooth cheek. He smiled slightly as Keiji leaned subconsciously into the touch.

"Because it feels wrong. We can't be happy when Bokuto is so hurt. We hurt him Kuroo" Keiji said in a slightly strained voice.

"Hmm…but hurting ourselves is not going to help anything at this point. We've gone past the point of no return. Keiji look at me…" Tetsuro whispered at the end and gently directed Keiji's face by his jaw. "I love you way too fucking much to let you go."

Keiji felt Tetsuro's breath on his mouth like it was a living thing touching him. Every nerve twitched in response. Every little touch Tetsuro had on him stood out crystal clear in his mind and buzzed lightly. The heat radiating off of him penetrated straight into his core. "I…I love you too… Tetsuro…" Keiji whispered as he looked straight into the beautiful hazel eyes.

Tetsuro shivered at the use of his first name and leaned closer. When Keiji didn't pull away he softly pressed his lips against Keiji's soft ones. Keiji whined and quickly pressed up against him hard wrapping his arms tightly around Tetsuro's upper backs. Tetsuro pushed his fingers into the snarled black hair and his other hand pressed against Keiji's lower back. He instantly parted his lips as Keiji's tongue pushed forward. Keiji moaned into his mouth as his tongue brushed up against his. Tetsuro could taste the lingering after taste of the pot and pulled Keiji closer to comfort him. To remind him that he wasn't alone and Tetsuro was there. He would always be there for him.

Keiji's body reacted instantly and his hips rocked against Tetsuro. His dick instantly getting hard. Fuck he loved this man so much. Wanted him so much. Tetsuro hand traveled lower and squeezed his ass cheek causing a moan to slip out of him again. He wiggled a hand between them and stroked Tetsuro hungrily. Causing Tetsuro to groan into his mouth and pressed closer to his hand. Fuck, he was so fucking horny. It had been too long. He hadn't even touched himself for over a month feeling guilty every time he fantasized about Tetsuro.

He let his body be directed back to his bed and be gently lower onto it. One of his legs wrapped around Tetsuro's hip as he crawled on top of him. "I missed you so much Keiji…" Tetsuro purred against his neck nipping lightly. Keiji moaned and arched his back as Tetsuro's hand stroked him through his shorts. He pulled at Tetsuro's shirt frantically and Tetsuro sat up enough to pull it off. He then pulled Keiji up slightly and pulled his shirt off too. His tongue trailed against the pale chest pausing every so often to nip and suck at the skin. Keiji's hips bucked into him as little whines escaped his mouth. His fingers did not miss the rib cage that was more prominent than it should be. He let his fingers trail down the slim body and hook into the waist band of Keiji's shorts. He slowly started to pull them off and felt Keiji freeze under him and grasp his wrists pulling them away.

Tetsuro sat up kneeling in between Keiji's thighs and stared at him. Keiji still had ahold of his wrists. He raised an eyebrow in question. "W-wait…" Keiji said in a breathless voice. "I…I…" A little whine escaped him and Tetsuro leaned down and kissed his lips gently.

"It's ok" Tetsuro whispered against his lips. "What's wrong Keiji?" Keiji continued to take shallow breaths and his hold on Tetsuro's wrists tightened to an almost painful degree. Tetsuro pulled one hand up and stroked Keiji's face as he flopped down next to him. "Hey… look at me?"

Keiji shook his head no and screwed his eyes shut. "I…I need a moment…" Keiji said in a voice barely a whisper in volume.

"Ok…" Tetsuro said and nuzzled against his neck leaving little kisses. Keiji slowly let go of his wrists and Tetsuro trailed his fingers lazily against Keiji's smooth chest.

"We can't have sex tonight" Keiji finally said after moments of silence.

"Ok" Tetsuro responded.

"I want to. I really do" Keiji mumbled.

"Can I ask you why not? I'm fine if we don't, I'm just curious" Tetsoru asked tentatively.

Tetsuro watched in the dim light as Keiji's brows furrowed slightly. "I…umm…want to keep my pants on?" He replied lamely and sounded unsure of himself.

"Alright… so if you want to keep your pants on, can I do this instead?" Tetsuro asked slowly as his fingers dipped underneath the waist band and found the still very hard issue the love of his life was having. He trailed his fingers over the hard length with feather light touches.

Keiji's breathing picked up and his hips arched slightly. "Yeah…" he whispered in a breathy voice.

Tetsuro let out a little growl and bit down on his collarbone as his hand took a firmer hold and stroked evenly. Keiji moaned at the feeling and buried his fingers into the messy black hair holding Tetsuro's head against him. Tetsuro continued to pepper him with kisses and nips as his hand stroked faster and his thumb rubbed teasingly. Keiji was writhing beneath him and panting heavily. His fingers pulling hair tightly. Tetsuro shifted his weight and with his free hand grabbed Keiji's jaw pulling his mouth within reach. He groaned as Keiji allowed his tongue in deep. He flicked his tongue against the roof of Keiji's mouth and stroked faster. Keiji whined into his mouth and Tetsuro felt him harden more by the second. He really wanted to use his mouth at this point, but was afraid Keiji would pull him away again. His hand would have to do for now. Keiji hips stuttered and he moaned. Tetsuro stroked him through it until his hand was thoroughly covered. He gave Keiji's cheek a kiss and pulled his hand out.

Keiji took deep breaths trying to collect himself. He watched as Tetsuro grabbed a tissue and cleaned his hand off. He then watched Tetsuro stand up to throw said tissue away. Tetsuro paused at the little trash can a moment and looked at it. Keiji's heart started beating rapidly for a whole different reason, but then Tetsuro tossed in the tissue, came back and kissed him softly. It took a moment for Keiji to realize that Tetsuro was still very hard. He reached over and started to unbutton and unzip his jeans.

Tetsuro grabbed his wrists softly. "You don't have to Keiji. It's fine" Tetsuro said gently and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Keiji frowned at him. "But I want to."

Tetsuro gave him a crooked smile and released his wrists. He then proceeded to lift his hips as Keiji tried to pull his pants down enough to free his issue. He let out a groan when Keiji's hot wet mouth descended on him. His hips lifting slightly to get further in. His fingers burying themselves into the knotted black hair. Keiji slowly pulled off of him letting his tongue press and twirl as his hand trailed after his mouth. He then moved back down. He repeated the slow movements until he found a pattern he enjoyed and then he picked up the pace. He listened closely to what Tetsuro's mouth and body were telling him. Every twitch and hitch of breathing directed his efforts.

Tetsuro groaned at the feeling. A wave of pleasurable heat invaded his system. His muscles twitched when Keiji's tongue flicked over the tip of him pressing hard. His hips arched trying to get deeper and he groaned when he hit the back of Keiji's mouth. "I'm…close…" Tetsuro warned breathlessly. He was rewarded by a firmer hold and some more of that wicked tongue playing against him. His hips stuttered as he orgasmed. His release shooting straight into that magical mouth. Keiji swallowed diligently and stroked him through it all.

"Fuck…" Tetsuro said out of breath as he fell back boneless on the bed.

Keiji was sitting up staring at him with those beautiful lidded green eyes. Tetsuro gave him a loving smile and pushed himself up to a sitting position to kiss Keiji softly. Keiji hummed in pleasure and deepened the kiss. He pulled away after a moment. "I'm going to go clean off and change shorts."

Tetsuro let out a breathless chuckle. "Probably a good idea. Hurry back ok?" Tetsuro watched as Keiji pulled his shirt back on and grabbed a new pair of shorts. When the bedroom door closed he flopped back down on the bed and frowned in thought. Keiji was indeed not doing well. Not at all. He wasn't leaving this house until he figured out how to make the man he loved feel better and stop doing what Tetsuro thinks he's been doing. He walked over to his bag and pulled out his laptop. He emailed his teachers explaining he would be unable to come to class for a while and requested that they email him any assignment.

Keiji had re-entered the room and was sitting on his bed watching Tetsuro type. "What are you doing?" Keiji asked in that soft monotone.

"Hm…emailing my teachers letting them know I'll be absent for a little bit" Tetsuro finished his email and logged off.

Keiji was staring at him from the bed. "What why?"

"Because I'm going to be staying with you for a while." Tetsuro explained as he climbed on the bed and pulled Keiji down to lay next to him. He wrapped his arms around Keiji's stomach and pulled him close.

Keiji turned to look at him after a moment. "You can't do that. You're classes are important Tetsuro."

"But" Tetsuro leaned in and kissed his nose. "They are not more important than you. You are the most important thing to me Keiji and you're just going to have to get used to it." Tetsuro gave him a little smile and kissed his nose again. "Now go to bed."

Keiji blinked at him. "You shouldn't sleep here. What if my parents walk in?"

"So? Since I'm not going anywhere they'll have to just get used to it."

Keiji stared at him for a while. He finally sighed and wrapped his arms around his back as he snuggled closer. "You are hopeless…"

"That's another thing you love about me. Don't try to deny it" Tetsuro said lightly and chuckled. Keiji quickly fell asleep, but Tetsuro laid awake for quite a bit longer. Eventually he carefully rolled Keiji away from him and pulled the blanket back. He watched Keiji carefully to make sure he wouldn't wake up as he lifted the shorts leg on one side. He frowned deeply at the little cut marks. Some obviously fresh. His heart clenched. Fuck. He laid back down, pulled the blanket back over them and stared up at the ceiling. He didn't exactly know how to handle this situation. Shit.