I want to briefly extend this chapter title for you guys: Family is who you choose, not who you're born to. I hope this chapter clears up a bit about why and how Haru is for everyone :D Enjoy, have fun and be well my family!

Chapter 24: Family

Haru couldn't believe that this was happening. Her father was sitting at the kitchen table, opposite of Kuroo, a bowl of cubanelle in between them. The peppers were red and green, shimmering ominously after being washed. Haru sighed, stepping behind Kuroo's chair and leaning down.

"The green ones are milder," she whispered to him gently, which only made the third-year grin nervously up at her.

"Alright boy, let's see what you're made of." Dari took one of the red peppers, biting off the end. Kuroo also reached forward, going for the green one, but then changing his mind. He bit into a red pepper, as well. Haru could instantly see the change in him. While her father didn't even react, chewing happily, Kuroo's face changed color immediately, taking on an interesting scarlet hue.

"God, that's hot," he hissed through the spiciness in his mouth, hand going up to wipe his forehead. Haru placed a hand on his shoulder and again, leaned down.

"If you're not going to take my advice, at least don't touch the seeds, they're the worst." At that, he nodded. Dari kept eating his pepper, Kuroo struggling to keep the pace. Haru walked over and sat down next to the captain, making her father frown. It was when they were on their third pepper each that the girl finally decided to put a stop to their lunacy. She stood, taking the bowl away.

"You're both going to make yourselves sick, that's enough." Kuroo seemed to sigh in relief, but Dari instantly started whining.

"But, I wanted some more!" He reached for the bowl, but the girl didn't let him grab another piece of spiciness from it.

"I said no." Haru was adamant. Her father pouted, but he took his shot of rum, downing it with a happy sigh. He seemed satisfied. On the other hand, Kuroo was quickly drinking his milk, tongue out after the glass was down, attempting to cool it off.

"I think I'll take that offer of rum now," the third-year told Dari seriously, making the huge man laugh merrily.

"I like him, he has spunk!" Haru's father remarked, his hand hitting the table as he laughed. "What was your name again, boy?"

"Kuroo Tetsurō." The third-year replied with a smirk.

"You may marry my daughter, Tetsurō." Dari nodded, making Haru shout from the kitchen, telling him that the whole marriage thing had been a joke.

"I fully intend to," Kuroo replied with conviction, which made Dari laugh even more. Haru threw her hands up, letting them be lunatics on their own as she went upstairs to get a change of clothes, finally. She came back downstairs to find the two had moved to the living room, playing video games and chatting casually. For a moment, she stood in the doorway, then leaned on it. Kuroo looked rather comfortable next to her father at that point. He was undoubtedly enjoying himself.

"I'm home!" the girl was in for another surprise at the voice coming from the entrance. She turned, entering the hall to see her mother placing down her travel bag and then slipping off her shoes. Sakurano Niko looked tired, but happy. "Chiharu, I was hoping that you would be awake," the woman smiled and hugged her daughter.

"I have a friend from club over, and papa's home." Haru told her mother during the embrace.

"Oh, lord, not the cubaneres!" Niko immediately said, going for the kitchen, then, she heard the sounds coming from the living room and changed directions. The two women entered to find the men on the couch, arguing over a strategy in-game. "Looks like he survived." Niko shrugged with a sigh.

"He did quite well," Haru smiled at her mother. Then, she whispered to her, blushing. "I'm going to date that boy."

"Oh, you like him?" Niko gushed, taking her daughter's hand and leading her to the kitchen. There, she got some juice and the two leaned on the counter, chatting.

"More than like, I think," Haru blushed. Her mother had always been a semi-present person in her life. Due to all the traveling, she was rarely free to be home and gossip with her daughter. Though, that definitely didn't deter the two from gushing about boys when the opportunity presented itself.

"Finally, a chance at grandchildren!" Niko laughed at the mortified look on her daughter's face. "I'm glad that you're showing interests. First, I hear about the volleyball club from Dari, and now the boy, I quite like this new Chiharu."

"I also got published in a magazine." Haru piped up happily. "We're working with a lot of high-profile people these days at the studio." Niko waved a hand.

"That won't help you, Chiharu, you need to focus on the important things," her mother told her. "Volleyball is a good sport and it falls into Caballero areas of expertise. Also, grandchildren!" Haru frowned, but she was luckily saved by the two men walking into the kitchen.

"I thought I heard the dulcet tones of my beautiful wife!" Dari walked over, kissing Niko deeply, which made the two teens exchange looks of mild discomfort. Kuroo's seemed to say 'should we do it, too' while Haru's was more along the lines of 'I'm sorry about them'. "This is the boy who's gonna marry our spitfire, Tetsurō." Dari's large hand clapped Kuroo on the shoulder and he laughed at Niko's expression of disbelief.

"M-marriage?"

"No, no," Kuroo tried to backtrack, "I mean, of course, maybe someday, but not right now," he glanced nervously at Dari, who ended up just laughing through the whole thing, patting his shoulder again. "I'd like to date her first." Kuroo ended his bumbling with a mumble. That made Niko laugh merrily.

"Oh, Dari, you've scared the poor boy mute!" She gently slapped her husband's chest, making him laugh even harder. Kuroo took that chance to escape the man's hold, though the action that the woman had done didn't escape his eyes. Haru would do the same to him often. He somehow reveled in that fact.

"Kuroo-kun, would you like some dinner?" Niko asked politely from her husband's hold. Kuroo couldn't help but compare the two. Niko was tiny, pale, slim and black-haired. The ideal Japanese beauty. She looked even shorter in person than on TV, which made him briefly panic due to the fact that he was addressing a famous TV personality so casually. Dari, on the other hand, looked like a bear. An absolute bear. He positively dwarfed his wife, yet held her with such delicate gentleness which made Kuroo almost jealous, more like envious, as he wanted to do the same thing. He briefly glanced at Haru, seeing her smiling at her parents in utter happiness.

"I really couldn't impose on you," Kuroo tried to excuse himself, but Niko wasn't having it.

"Nonsense!" the woman waved him off. "Haru, did you cook today?"

"Kuroo and I did." Haru brightly smiled.

"Then, it's settled!" Kuroo looked pleadingly at the second-year girl, but she just shrugged. He couldn't help but welcome the dinner invitation, though, as he was getting quite a bit hungry. The whole emotional and physical toll of the games had piled up, making his body process the food from before quicker. He nodded, making Niko joyously set the table for four.

"So, Chiharu, will you be taking pictures of your sister for the magazine?" Niko asked conversationally as they were finishing up dinner. Kuroo glanced at Haru, noticing the frown on her face. The friendly atmosphere that had been there during dinner, as they chatted about Kuroo's college plans, Haru's parents' work and her own club and work activities, vanished.

"She never mentioned that." Haru replied in a tone that had Kuroo gulping. He was about to be a witness to a domestic and he knew it. Dari looked at him with an apologetic smile.

"Oh, she didn't?" Niko asked, looking pensive, like she was immune to the change in the room. "Well, she told me she was going to ask you. You're going to do it, right?"

"No." Haru icily replied. Dari sighed, getting up from the table and started to put the food away.

"No?" Niko asked in a similar tone, making Kuroo hurriedly hop up, helping the soccer coach.

"She can ask me herself if she wants," Haru wasn't letting up. "It will be the first non-yelling she'd be doing in a while, isn't that funny?" the girl laughed, but the sound was off, making both men cringe. Kuroo went for another set of plates, but Dari's hand caught his arm, pulling him back. The bear of a man shook his head.

"You will be nice to your sister, Chiharu." Niko's tone reminded Kuroo of Antarctica. "She has sacrificed a lot to be able to wait for you to come home to someone in the house."

"She can stop sacrificing then," Haru retorted. "And she can take her boyfriends with her, too."

"Chiharu!" Oh, yeah, it was blowing up. Kuroo leaned next to Dari on the counter, waiting, hoping, that it would pass quickly.

"Mom!"

"Your sister needs your help! She might be semi-popular, but your images are a viral sensation! All eyes will be on her if you do her this small favor!" Niko had gotten up, staring down at her daughter. "You would be helping her career take off successfully outside of Japan!"

"She can take her career and shove it up her-" Haru got up, slamming her hands on the table.

"Chihiro!" Niko yelled, and instantly, Kuroo saw the broken look on Haru's face. Her mother looked like she realized what she'd done, but the damage had already been dealt. Haru laughed without any humor in it, head going down and then back up to look at her mother. Kuroo suddenly realized why the girl asked everyone not to call her Sakurano or Chiharu. Just Haru, please, she always said. Just Haru.

"Yeah, mom, you could've given me my own name, too," Haru looked at her mother with such a look that it made Kuroo cringe. "Maybe then I wouldn't be the stepping stone to Chihiro's career."

"What? Chiharu, that's not-" Niko spoke, but her daughter interrupted her, raising a hand up in defeat.

"It's alright," Haru shrugged. "That's how it's always been. No worries. But, don't build her on me. I won't let my photography become another thing she uses to become popular." The glare she gave sent a chill down Kuroo's spine. "I will never, ever take a photo of Chihiro for a magazine. That will happen over my dead body." With those parting words, Haru walked out of the room. Kuroo heard her pick up her things from the shoe cabinet and walk upstairs.

"Well, that was eventful." Dari sighed. Niko seemed in shock, plopping back down on her chair. Her head fell into her hands and she seemed ready to cry. "I told you it was a bad idea, naming them so similarly. We should've gone with a Cuban name." The man nodded sagely. Kuroo felt completely out of place, quite a bit awkward.

"But," Niko's head shot up, showing that she was, indeed, misty-eyed. "I thought it would be cute! Chihiro and Chiharu, sisters only a few years apart! I never thought that she would feel so overshadowed by her sister." Niko shook her head. "Besides, she would get teased about a Cuban name all the time."

"She gets teased anyway," Kuroo spoke before he could stop himself. When he noticed that he had the attention of both of Haru's parents, he elaborated. "With the last name and the similar first names, it's not really even an intuitive leap to connect the two. Haru gets compared to her sister all too often and I think she has a bit of a complex about not looking beautiful or being successful, like Chihiro-san, and not living up to your expectations."

"But, she's doing great!" Niko seemed surprised at his words. "And she's really pretty!"

"She doesn't know that you think that." Kuroo elaborated with a shrug. "Forgive me for being rude, but maybe you should let her be her individual self, different from her sister. She's trying to hard every day, after all. Most kids her age don't have to juggle a club, where she's doing the best managerial work we've seen in a while, work, where she's very successful, and maintaining great grades to top that off." There was silence for a minute and then Dari's hand landed on his shoulder.

"Yep, marry her anytime, Tetsurō." The bear of a man laughed.

Kuroo couldn't help thinking about that night even after a few days had passed. He could see that Haru was laughing and smiling as always, pretending that the row hadn't put her back into her tub to soak her thoughts away. He knew it had, though, but he couldn't quite go to her room and pull her out of it due to her parents' being home. Instead, he had politely excused himself and gone home.

Kenma had gotten sick, as expected. He had missed a few days due to high fever and stomach pains after the match. Though, they had all expected it. Kenma typically got a fever after a harsh practice or a match that made him run around a lot. Kuroo had wandered into the second year classroom, to make arrangements with Akari as to who would take notes to him. In the end, the girl had been all to eager to do that.

Kuroo noticed that Haru was spending a bit more time on her own during practice, but he decided that letting her mull over things would be easier than trying to bother her. She would come to him, if she needed him, he figured.

"Is she okay?" Kai asked Yaku and Kuroo as the three huddled together, stretching. Kuroo shrugged.

"Doesn't look like she is," Yaku commented. "Did you do something?"

"Why me?" The captain complained. "I'm not that bad!"

"You're always bugging her, though." Kai nodded to the libero. They both looked at Kuroo who sighed.

"Nah, she had a row with her mom," the third-year explained. "It wasn't a nice one either."

"You were there?" Yaku asked in shock. When Kuroo hummed, the shock doubled. "Moving fast, aren't you?"

"Well, everyone has been telling me to marry her."

"Whaaat?!" Yamamoto had obviously heard that. "Haru! You can't marry Kuroo!" The ace rushed at their manager, making her almost drop the bottles she was carrying. "You just can't!" Kuroo looked at her and their eyes met briefly.

"I'm sorry, Tora, but I'll marry him I think," the ace balked at her casual tone. "I mean, you all have been telling me to, right?"

"Not me! Never me! Marry me!" There was absolute chaos after that statement, which had Kuroo guffawing.

Exams. Haru dreaded them. It wasn't that she was bad at testing. It was just that they made her stress. She knew that she would do good, she always did, but she stressed either way. There was always a feeling in the back of her head that she should be doing something more. Studying more. Revising more. It made her panic and mess up whatever she was doing.

Satoshi had known instantly when the testing season had come close. The first time Haru had tripped over her own feet while taking a photo he had brushed it off. The second time, when she'd spilled coffee over her keyboard at work, he'd told her to slow down. The third time, when she'd face planted into the closed studio door, he'd told her to take time off. She had argued, of course, as she always did, but Satoshi had been adamant about her taking some time to do her exams properly. And, he'd promised that she could still take the time she had asked for during the Fukurodani Camp, and that he wouldn't call her for overtime then.

So, due to lack of work, Haru was mostly left stressing on her own. Sometimes, Akari, Ikki, and the newly welcomed into the study group, Kenma, would invite her to learn with them. Though, Haru had proven to be quite the distraction for them. Study Nazi, they had called her jokingly for the dedication and intensity with which she went through the material. In the end, she was left to revising on her own, either at the library at school, or at home.

Kuroo wasn't around to bother her, which made her grateful to whatever deity was watching over her. She didn't think that she could handle not blowing up at him during exam season. But, she discovered why he had been so busy soon enough.

"Whose place?" Kai asked as the third-years packed up to leave the gym after practice.

"We can do mine today," Kuroo replied, slinging his bag over his shoulder. "Mom's working late."

"Okay." Yaku nodded.

"Hey, study Nazi, wanna come with?" Kuroo jokingly tossed at her, noticing that she was listening in.

"Not for all the money in the world." Haru retorted, making Kai remark how there was trouble in paradise. But, the fact that Kuroo was busy with his own learning comforted Haru in a way. It wasn't that she'd lost his interest, it was simply that he was doing his best. She had to admire that quality about the third-year. While training and deciding which college to go to, he also did everything he could to make certain that he would enter the school he chose.

Smart is the new sexy, they said. And Haru wholeheartedly agreed.

"How did you do in English?" Akari asked, plopping down next to Haru in despair. English was, by far, Akari's worst subject. And, funnily enough, anything language related was rather good for Haru.

"I think I did alright." The girl shrugged.

"So she says, and then scores max." Ikki plopped down also, taking out his lunch. "I wish there was an oral exam for this stuff."

"Then I would fail in a heartbeat." Akari groaned, retreating into her negative bubble.

"It's Japanese History next," Haru sighed.

"Your worst subject and my best!" Akari brightened up instantly. "Maybe if I divide my grade there and put some percentage of that onto English, I can pass and not have to spend my summer in a classroom again."

"On a brighter note," Ikki broke their depressive fest, "Let's go to a fireworks festival this year." Akari laughed at that.

"We," she motioned at herself and Haru. "Went last year, but someone got sick."

"Well, I couldn't exactly help it," Ikki shrugged. "But, I'd like to go with you guys this time round. It would be great to hang out for a while without having to worry about school."

"True," Akari nodded. "If you don't mind me taking Kenma?" She propped her head up and sighed. "We haven't talked about it yet, but I think I want to go with him this year. It would be so romantic, to kiss under fireworks!"

"If you care about that kind of stuff, sure it would be," Ikki laughed. "I don't peg Kenma as someone who'd enjoy a festival, though." Akari glared at him instantly.

"Don't sink my boats before they've even tried sailing, please." She sighed. "I know it's not his thing, but I'm hoping that he'll do it for me." The girl turned to Haru. "Will you go, too?"

"I don't know…"

"Whaaat?" Ikki balked. "You have to go! I want to go at least once with all of us together!"

"Well, there's always next year," Akari giggled as she helpfully supplied. That made Ikki turn to shameless whining.

"If my parents aren't home, I'll go with you," Haru promised, putting a stop to their antics. "But, if they are, they might want to go as a family, you know? We haven't done that in ages, and I want to spend some time with my brother."

"Oh, I see," Ikki nodded. "Well, I suppose I'll be doomed to going to a fireworks festival with the kissy couple, then."

"We don't kiss in public!" Akari went bright red, complaining.

"You kiss with your eyes." Ikki retorted.

"What? That doesn't even make sense."

"Yeah, it does," the basketball player explained. "The way you look at each other is kissing enough."

"Oh, shut up!"

"Are they coming?" Yamamoto asked as the boys all stretched before their laps around the grounds. With the summer heat growing considerably, the number of laps hadn't lessened, making them all dread the run.

"Karasuno?" Yaku asked, looking at Kenma instantly.

"They are," Haru interrupted, making heads turn to her. "I've been texting with Shimizu, and she says that they will come to the camp. But, they just need exam results first. Those who don't pass won't be able to come." The group laughed immediately.

"Who do you think is in trouble over there?" Yaku asked. He had passed all of his exams with top grades.

"My bet is Ryu," Yamamoto nodded. Luckily for them, the second-year had been forced by Fukunaga to join Akari's study group a few times, which had scored him over fifty percent on most tests.

"And that little number ten!" Kai supplied with a laugh. "Hinata looks like a total airhead. I bet he failed some exams." The other boys nodded.

"Now that you say bet," Yamamoto grinned, waggling his eyebrows. "Let's do a little pool, eh?" Haru's eyebrow rose as the boys huddled, exchanging ideas on the punishments and gains of the pool.

"Just make it a punishment pool," she told them with a shrug, sitting in between Yaku and Kuroo to join them. "I'll make the punishments, so nobody will want to lose." The girl smirked. "I'll also prepare some nice rewards for the winners."

"Osu!" The boys huddled even closer, if that was possible, and began placing their bets on who is the most likely in Karasuno to pass all exams with flying colors and who would fail and not be allowed at the camp.

In the end, Tanaka and Hinata had the most votes to fail their exams. There were a few on Nishinoya, as well. Kageyama was voted one of the most likely to pass them all, along with Sugawara and Sawamura. Yaku had adamantly voted that the first-year setter would fail his exams, making the whole team laugh at him. Azumane had also been pegged as someone who would fail. In the end, Naoi had broken their betting circle, yelling at the boys to stop goofing off and start running. He had even chewed Haru out as the team was leaving, making it quite a comical picture. What the boys didn't see, though, was the girl placing her own bets. She thought that Hinata would fail and that Sugawara would score near the top of the list. With a smile, Haru pocketed the paper, making sure to remind herself to bring it to the camp.

The seventh of July arrived in a blink of an eye. The Nekoma boys arrived, one by one, in front of the school in the early hours of the morning. They were all yawning and stretching, attempting to stay awake. Kenma, as always, looked ready to drop. Kai and Yaku had managed to squish him in between each other, making him stay somewhat upwards as they sat on the stairs in front of the gym.

"Morning!" Haru greeted, being one of the last to arrive. She had her duffel bag, matching her jersey, swung over her shoulder. There was another bag in her hands, though, which made all the boys focus on it, guessing that it contained food.

"Hi, Haru," Yaku greeted with a wave, the rest of them chorusing weak hellos. "We're still waiting for Yamamoto, Lev and Inuoka."

"Where are the coaches?" the girl looked around, not seeing the two trip leaders. "And Kuroo?"

"They went inside to drop some papers off," Yaku told her. "Should be back soon." Haru nodded and then chose to sit down next to the silent Fukunaga, who seemed to be sleeping in that position. He didn't even react when she plopped down on the small wall separating the grass from the walkway.

"He's not bugging you too much?" Haru looked at Kai, surprised at his question.

"Who?"

"Kuroo."

"Oh, no, he's alright," Haru laughed, still a bit surprised that the vice-captain had asked her such a question. Despite them working together during training and matches, Kai was the one who she didn't feel as close to as the rest of the team. She could recall that he'd been rather reluctant to welcome her as the manager and had questioned her resolve. Despite working out their differences, Haru still felt like he thought that she wasn't good enough for the team. "He's rather like a petulant child."

"Needy and borderline annoying," Kai nodded.

"Always looking for treats," Haru agreed.

"Pouting when he doesn't get his way," Yaku pointed out.

"With a weird sense of logic," Kenma tossed in, proving that he was, in fact, still awake.

"C'mon first years, you guys also give some ideas." Yaku prompted.

"Scheming?" Shibayama almost asked.

"That actually might be more of a compliment for him," Haru laughed. Kai and Yaku chukled, nodding, while Kenma just yawned. His head finally dropped to the side, hitting the wing-spiker's shoulder and he seemed to black out.

"Then, how about arrogant?" Teshiro piped up from his seat reluctantly.

"Yes, yes, definitely!" Yaku agreed. "Dog loving weirdo."

"Handsy," Haru added.

"Snorer." Kai supplied.

"I also happen to be devastatingly handsome and a quick study at salsa," The man himself appeared, making the people who had been tossing out numerous insults turn around. While the third-years and Haru just grinned and shook their heads, while the first-years looked ready to run.

"You think you're a quick study at salsa." Haru corrected.

"I never said I was good, just quick." Kuroo winked at her, making her sigh and shake her head. "I vote we list Yakkun's bad characteristics next." The captain sat down next to Haru and smirked at the libero.

"The list would be too long," Kai commented, making Yaku reach over to smack him, waking Kenma up in the process and making the setter glare at them both.

"I'm trying to sleep here," he complained in a mildly irritated tone. "Stop moving, pillow." And he was back on Kai's shoulder, making them all laugh.

It's hereeeee! It's here! It's here! It's hereeeeee! FUKURODANI GROUP CAMP! Gosh, when I started writing about Haru and Kuroo, all I had in my head were the scenes for this camp :D I'm so happy and kind of anxious that we're finally here :)

Reviews:

Valen Goncalvez:
He really is T_T he makes me so happy xD Hope you enjoyed the update!

Mixie18:
Definitely at the right time xD Like, I took a yearlong sabbatical from this story a while back xD Now I'm super pumped… Like chapters 6 to now are in the past month xD
Dari omg xD I'm so glad that everyone has had such positive reactions to him xD I love that man seriously xD
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

KirikaAndo:
Thanks so much for the reviews :D
C'mon, take it easy on poor Bokuto, he's doing his best to study for exams xD If you take a look at the manga, he keeps asking Akaashi if he's using big words correctly in casual speech to practice. I found that soooooo cute and I couldn't help myself xD
Kuroo is smitted 100% xD
Flamin hot cubanelle is right you know xD Those things are a lethal weapon hahahaha
Glad you enjoyed yourself! Hope this chapter was fun :D

Bookdragonslayer:
thanks for the comment!
Dari is hilarious xD I love writing him xD
Kuroo is in a huge mess right now :P
Hope you enjoyed :D

Rosto'sGirl:
Thanks for commenting T_T I'm so happy!
I am evil and cruel :P But, all bad things come to a good ending, right? I mean… well, semi-good ending? C'mon, he caught a break in this one rather nicely xD Him and Haru are getting on a speedboat from now on :D I really enjoy making them kind of the reverse of what a relationship should be, it's my fault xD Like, they go from handholding, seeing each other naked, to like sleeping over and then to marriage proposals before dating? I'm having fun xD And then, like you have KenAri who are just a steamboat xD So many contrasts and I'm on a literature high xD
I'm glad that you're doing better :D Good luck with finals… I hate exams… Exams are the pain. I have an exam tomorrow, then next week Saturday again, the January exam period -.- My class have all diagnosed each other and themselves with crippling depression. We legit greet each other in the hallways with 'hello confusion.' Or 'hello crippling depression' it's hilarious xD I can't decide if I'm like Noya, Tanaka, Hinata or Kageyama before exams xD Though, I end up doing rather well all the time xD It's hilarious xD
urgh, I've ranted enough, feel well, enjoy school, the chapter and do good on exams!

chibi-no-baka:
Thanks so much for the review! I'm glad that you're enjoying the read :D
Gosh, I can't wait till they hook up either! I've been dragging it out, I have to be honest xD
Dari is like urghhhhh love! I love writing him and I love everything about him xD Best OC made so far, except maybe Akari xD
Cheers!

Omake:

Akari walked into her room, carrying a tray where glasses full of juice and bowls of snacks were packed to the brim. Ikki instantly hopped to his feet, helping her. Yamamoto seemed to revive from his dead state, rising like a zombie back into the cross-legged position.

"Boys, snacks are here!" Akari smiled, letting Ikki help her with placing them on the table in between the small study group, proving that he had already been accepted into the house as the fourth brother, practically.

"Akari-chan!" Yamamoto was crying, making Akari give him a smile and pat his hand gently.

"You're so cute Tora-san!" Her statement practically made him turn into a puddle on the floor. Fukunaga quietly thanked the girl for her hospitality, taking a cracker and then continuing his work. Akari glanced at Kenma, noticing that he hadn't gone for the apple pie immediately.

"Guys, did you nudge him from time to time?" They shook their heads. "Kenma!" The boy's head shot up, then his hand went up, wiping the bit of drool which had leaked from his mouth. "No sleeping! Study!" The boy awarded her his most amazing utterly annoyed look.

Hope you all enjoyed!