Author note: I want to say for this story there will be death and minor gore. Also there is an attempted suicide attempt in this first chapter and I don't want to trigger anyone. So if you're still here I hope you enjoy.

"Iwa-ch- Hajime?! Kageyama! Why isn't he breathing?" Kageyama just stared down at Oikawa as he cradled Iwaizumi's broken body, the body he broke. "You did this didn't you? You monster! You're a mutant! You killed Iwa-chan!"

Kageyama ran and didn't stop in spite of the ache in his legs, in spite of the burning in his lungs "you monster!" His vision began to blur together as his tears clouded his vision.

"I-I didn't mean to! I didn't want to hurt anybody!" His legs couldn't carry him any longer. He ended up tumbling against a cold metal surface with a sharp inhale. He could taste the crisp watery air. When he was able to crack open his eyes, he saw nothing but a black abyss before him. Confused, he looked around to see a car pass by. He had no idea what part of Tokyo he was in anymore only that he was on the middle of a bridge with no idea with which way he had come from. "Iwaizumi always did say I had a knack for getting lost when I ran." The dark haired boy sighed fondly until he remembered why he was even out there.

"You killed Iwa-chan!" His hands tightened around the chilled metal, slowly pushing himself up and on to the top of the railing. He wanted to be on the other side but before he could get his legs around, he heard footsteps.

"Hey" Kageyama nearly jumped out of his skin at the deep masculine voice. He almost lost his balance when he tried to glare at the tall messy black haired man but from the man's strange smirk he knew it would do him no good. "What'cha doing?" The man simply asked offering the teen a tissue like a peace offering.

Kageyama decided he didn't care. He glared. "What do you think I'm doing dumbass?!" He snapped slapping away the tissue which fluttered away into the dark pit below. When the stark white vanished like it had never existed, all the color drained from the teen's face, his vision began to blur. With each blink he could slowly see the smirk wiping away from the other man's face until finally he found himself staring at the fraying knit of the man's plaid shirt.

"Whoa didn't expect you to almost fall. Kid you okay?" He couldn't bring himself to answer. He just buried his face into the man's shirt, another wave of burning tears coming on. "I take that as a no. Come on. I'm taking you to my place. I can't send you on your way looking like this. I'm Kuroo Tetsurou by the way; can I have your name?"

"K-Kageyama Tobio…" He heard the man hum thoughtfully before he righted him on his own two feet.

"Good, good Kageyama I hope you can walk because you're pretty heavy and this bridge is looong."

The cold November air chilled Kageyama down to the bone. It was only now that he realized he was only wearing gym shorts and a thin cotton shirt. When he began to shake, Kuroo shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around his shoulders.

"I won't ask you why you were out here tonight. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

The teen let of a small sigh of relief. The man was kind enough to offer him shelter for the night; he didn't want to ruin that. He knew after tonight, he couldn't return back to his home. His parents cursed at the thought of mutants being in schools around normal children. What would they think if their own son turned out to be one?

"But I should probably tell you a bit about myself. I don't want you stumbling across anything in my house and think I'm some sort of pervert… Uh well wait… I guess you can't really call yourself a prostitute and not be some sort of pervert I guess… But I take pride in my separation of home and work life!"

Kageyama couldn't help the small smile that formed on his lips "it's fine really. I have no room to judge anyone really."

The smirk was back on Kuroo's lips by the time they reached the end of the bridge. "Oh and one more thing, I have a roommate, my best friend really. He's- wait never mind he should be out a volleyball training camp 'till tomorrow." The shorter said nothing. He didn't want to upset Kuroo by his lack of desire to meet another human for the time being. From his drawn together brows, he could easily tell how much he missed his friend even if it was just for another day.

Kuroo's apartment was small yet homey. The main room which consisted of two futons, a kotatsu and TV piled high with video games of all kinds was a relaxing soft tan with many vibrant volleyball posters scattered inconsistently around.

"Well make yourself at home kid. I'll bring you out some food. I swear I could hear your stomach growling since we got off the bridge!"

When Kuroo disappeared into the tiny kitchen, Kageyama wandered over to the kotatsu, cautious with each step he took. He couldn't exactly see the floor with all the items that were littered across it. He didn't want to step on anything irreplaceable or gross. His concern however began to waver as he began to smell Kuroo's cooking. 'Pork curry' he thought happily for a moment forgetting about everything that had happened in the last three hours.

"I was gonna ask if pork curry was okay but I can tell by your face that it's perfect." Kuroo hummed as he placed the curry and rice on kotatsu before sitting down.

Kageyama tilted his head "aren't you gonna eat anything?" He could feel the drool trying to drip out of his mouth. He didn't understand why Kuroo didn't feel the same way.

"You're sweet for caring for my well being but I've had enough salt for the day." He still didn't understand but he began to dig in any way that was until Kuroo spoke again, this time his voice more serious. "I know you're a mutant."

The spoon dropped from his hand as his navy eyes widened. He spat out the food, hitting Kuroo in the face with a partially chewed potato chunk and tried to get up however his legs wouldn't cooperate. "Y-you poisoned me didn't you?!"

Kuroo scratched at the mess that was his hair "no I didn't, if Kenma, my roommate made it, then it's a 50/50 chance. You're probably just tired." Kageyama didn't care all he knew was that he had to get away. Oikawa had friends everywhere; Kuroo could be one of them. He was probably just holding him until he got here so he could kill him. He didn't want to die; almost falling off the bridge told him that.

"Come on kid I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm a mutant too."

His words brought Kageyama no comfort. "Well then how do you know I'm a mutant then huh? Is that your power?!"

"Um I don't think the news is a mutant power, stupidity isn't mutant. It's normal" he laughed "Anyways, after I finished 'business' with my client of the night, he had the news on and there your picture was with the tagline 'Wanted for Murder'."

Kageyama couldn't deny it. It was true. He killed Iwaizumi when his powers emerged.

"Trust me kid I won't judge. I've done a lot worse and I don't want you to fall down the same path as me."

"Okay…" He sighed "It all started this afternoon."

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