A/N: Sorry guys, this is a bit shorter than usual. I'm not feeling great so I did what I could. Anyway, review and let me know what you think!

He was warm. Really, really warm. And happy. He felt his omega purring within his chest and he couldn't help but smile at the complete… contentment he felt. He snuggled deeper into the warmth that was cloaked around him. He pressed his face against the pillow and groaned in annoyance when said pillow began to shake. "Come on, kitten," Kuroo whispered, his voice tickling Kenma's hair. Ah. His pillow was Kuroo. "We've been waiting for you to get up."

…wait.

Kenma opened his eyes slowly, blinking sleepily as he registered everything around him. Kuroo was on his right, Bokuto on his left. Akaashi had somehow shifted so he was curled up on Kenma's legs, his head resting on Kuroo's thigh and his feet on Bokuto's legs. Kenma blinked down at Akaashi, wondering how he could possible find that position comfortable. He decided it really wasn't important at the moment and he shifted to extend his arms over his head and stretch out his back.

"Oh, Kenma really does look like a kitten!" Bokuto sound loudly as he studied Kenma's position. Kenma winced at the noise and instantly curled himself back up but he didn't admonish the boy. Not today. He could feel Bokuto's excitement, his happiness, and his pure…fondness toward the three of them. He felt many of the same things from Kuroo. Akaashi felt the same, though he seemed to share Kenma's content instead of the exhilaration. "Bo, when is your mom coming back?"

At the end of the camp, the four of them had come to Bokuto's house to complete the bond. Bokuto-san had decided to visit her sister and her circle to give them privacy. "She'll be back Saturday," Bokuto answered. He smiled brightly, moving up to rest on his elbows and survey the people around him. "Who's going to make breakfast?"

"I think that should be your job, Bokuto-san," Akaashi answered sleepily.

"Bu – Akaashi!"

"Hey, what happened to dropping the san after we're bonded?" Kuroo demanded, his left hand moving down to run through Akaashi's tangled hair.

Akaashi looked slightly startled at the words and Kenma had to crack a smile when he saw a minor blush crossing the other boys face. That smile quickly morphed into a frown when Bokuto sat up and the warmth pressed against Kenma's side disappeared. He twisted his upper body to push more against the warmth Kuroo offered. "Akaashi! You said-"

"I know what I said," Akaashi muttered. His eyes flashed up, meeting Kenma's briefly. Kenma nodded in what he hoped was an encouraging manner. Those eyes moved away from Kenma's and turned back to rest on the ceiling. "Bokuto."

Kenma watched in amusement as Bokuto's mouth dropped and his eyes began to widen. "AKAASHI!" Bokuto yelled, throwing himself down and tackling the beta. Kenma grabbed onto Kuroo's arm and pulled himself up to get his legs out from under the two boys. Kuroo laughed and helped him move up, away from the exuberant alpha and the struggling beta. "Bokuto!"

"Breakfast?" Kuroo whispered in his ear. Kenma nodded and the two of them moved around the alpha and beta and made their way toward the kitchen.

"He- Kenma! Kuroo! Hey!"

Kenma bit his lip, giving the beta a small wave as he stepped out of view. Kuroo laughed loudly as he began to search through the cabinets. "I think Akaashi might be a little..."

Oh, Kenma knew exactly what the beta was. He could feel the irritation that was coursing through the bond from Akaashi – but he could also feel the affection that was hidden underneath. "He'll be okay," Kenma replied, sliding into what had quickly become his seat at the Bokuto family table. His entire body ached. It was a good ache, but an ache all the same. Kuroo turned to face him in amusement.

"I'm assuming this means you aren't going to help with breakfast?"

"Bokuto will help you," Kenma uttered. He avoided the chastising look Kuroo threw him and stared down at the table.

Bokuto ran in at that moment, leaning down and pressing his lips against Kenma's hair, before continuing on his way and throwing his arms around Kuroo. The bed-headed alpha laughed, sliding his arms around his bondmate and twirling them around the kitchen. Kenma watched the two for a moment then turned his head to look in the doorway. Akaashi was standing there, his hair ruffled and a glower on his face. Kenma held out a hand and the beta walked toward him slowly. Kenma gripped the hand that slid into his own and he gently pulled the beta closer to him. Akaashi sighed and came to stand by Kenma's chair. Kenma turned to he was facing the kitchen and he leaned back against the body standing behind him. He then moved his hand forward so Akaashi's arm came around his body. "Is this an apology?" Akaashi asked. Kenma didn't bother to respond, already hearing the amusement in the beta's voice and the love in the bond.

"Hey, pancakes!" Bokuto cheered, turning to face the two. He froze, blinking at the two of them, and then grabbed Kuroo.

"Bro-"

"Look! Look at them!"

Kenma's brow twitched but Akaashi just gripped him tighter. "Please continue with breakfast, Bokuto."

"Can you believe the two of them are with us?" Kuroo asked Bokuto seriously, causing Kenma's face to flare. He turned his head, burying his face in Akaashi's stomach. Why did those two have to be so embarrassing?

"Kuroo-" Akaashi paused as Kuroo gasped at the lack of honorific, "-please finish cooking. I'm afraid those pancakes might be-"

Bokuto wailed as a distinct odor filled the room. "-burning." Akaashi sighed.

It was about fifteen minutes, and many burnt pancakes, later that the four were finally able to eat. "So," Akaashi asked when they were halfway finished eating. "how do you feel, Kenma?"

Kenma felt his face flush. What was Akaashi asking exactly? He now had two more bites in addition to Kuroo's. Bokuto's was on his right shoulder while Akaashi's was on his left. Like Kuroo's, they were sore for the moment, but he knew they would all heal within the next couple of days. But Akaashi would have known this – he, like Kuroo and Bokuto – had Kenma's bite on the left side of his neck. He could see another mark on his right side, most likely Kuroo's, and he had a feeling Bokuto had bitten in the same shoulder he had bitten Kenma.

Could he be asking about…well, Kenma had hit his heat almost as soon as they stepped foot in the apartment. He was sore today, which he should be considering. He could honestly use a really hot bath or a back message.

But, well, Akaashi probably wasn't feeling much better.

"I meant the bond," Akaashi clarified after a moment, shifting awkwardly in his chair and wincing as he did so. Kuroo caught the wince and smirked. "Is it…"

Kenma shook his head once. He could still feel it. Under the active bond was another pull. He saw all three of his mates exchange a look across from him, but they all turned to him with reassuring looks. "Well," Kuroo said, clearing his throat, "I guess our circle will be…larger than normal. Hopefully not too much larger."

"Even if it is," Akaashi interrupted, "everything will be fine. Now," he shifted once more, pain flashing over his face. "Kenma, what do you think about sharing a bath?"

"Oh ho ho," Kuroo leered, "what about-"

"A bath, Kuroo-san," Akaashi stated firmly. Kuroo scowled and began muttering about honorifics.

Bokuto jumped to his feet, "I'll get the bath started!" He declared, hurrying out of the kitchen. Akaashi fondly watched him go before finishing his breakfast. Kenma, who had already finished, moved toward the bedroom and grabbed some clean clothes for him and Akaashi. Bokuto yelled that the bath was ready and Kenma hurried into the bathroom to see a very nice looking bubble bath. Bokuto beamed at him. "Do you like it?"

Kenma nodded, giving the older boy a small smile, and moved to strip off the t-shirt he was wearing. It was Bokuto's shirt and noticeably big on him, but it was comfortable and smelled like the alpha, so Kenma was thinking about sneaking it into his bag when he left. Bokuto grabbed his hand and helped him into the bath. Kenma sank into the hot water, sighing deeply when he felt his muscles begin to relax.

He had just sat when Akaashi came in, clothes already off. Kenma moved forward and waited for Akaashi to slide in behind him. He did so quickly, hissing when the hot water enveloped him. Strong arms slithered around him just a moment later and Kenma found himself being pulled back against a hard chest.

Kenma wasn't sure how long they stayed there, but he knew by the time Kuroo came to urge them out, the skin on his fingers and toes were wrinkled. Kuroo pulled first Kenma and then Akaashi to their feet and the two boys stepped out of the tub and quickly slid into clean clothes. They moved into the main room to see that Bokuto had set up the pallet and had a pile of movies beside the television. "You two lay down!" He said, moving forward and resting a hand on both of their lower backs. He gently pushed them toward the pallet and when Akaashi went to sit, Bokuto frantically shook his head. "No! You two have to be in the middle!"

Akaashi rolled his eyes but moved toward the middle and Kenma followed. The two curled up together as Bokuto turned on the television. "Kuroo will be out in a minute," he told them, "and then I'll take a shower."

True to his words, Kuroo crept out of the bathroom and jumped over the couch and slid down onto the floor beside Akaashi. "Your turn," he told Bokuto, shaking his head. Kenma flinched back as the water from his hair flew toward him.

Akaashi sighed, rubbing his hands over his arms to clear away the water. "Thank you for that," he deadpanned.

Kuroo grinned in response and leaned down to lean his head on Akaashi's shoulder. Akaashi yelled out, pushing Kuroo off of him. Kuroo was laughing as he moved back and Akaashi had pulled his shirt away from his body, glaring down at the soaking wet spot where Kuroo's mass of hair had rested. Kenma hid a smile behind his hand at the look on the beta's face.

"Damn it," Akaashi muttered as he pulled himself to his feet, "pain in the ass, Kuroo-san."

"You know you love me!" Kuroo laughed out as the beta pulled out a dry shirt.

"Bro, what did you do to Akaashi?!" Bokuto demanded as he moved out of the bathroom. He had donned a pair of shorts and left his chest bare. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared. "We said we would be nice to make them feel better!"

"Shouldn't the two of you always be nice?" Akaashi grumbled as he crawled back into his place between Kenma and Kuroo.

"I'm always nice," Kuroo contradicted as he slid his arm around Akaashi's waist.

Bokuto rolled his eyes as he sat beside Kenma, "Bro, you're, like, never nice."

Kuroo's eyes widened as he turned to glare at the other third year, "Hey! I am too!"

"Whatever you say," Bokuto responded. He placed his arm around Kenma's shoulders and the omega twisted to rest against that bare chest.

IF this was going to be the rest of his life, he thought he was doing pretty well.

For the moment, he was content to ignore pull buried beneath his active bonds. It could wait.

Kenma, Kuroo, and Akaashi spent every Saturday night at Bokuto's house. They met every Wednesday for dinner. And they messaged constantly. Kenma really couldn't imagine being any happier and he knew that his circle mates felt the same. He could feel it whenever they were together. Could feel when one of them was upset or hurt.

Like the day Bokuto landed wrong at practice. Kenma and Kuroo, who had been at their own practice, and both cried out at the sudden flare of pain in their right ankles. Kenma had moved toward the bench while his teammates bustled around him and Kuroo had moved toward the clubroom to grab his phone. When he was back a few moments later, the pain had faded and the message he showed Kenma had been from Akaashi, informing them that Bokuto had sprained his ankle.

Their teams had to play each other to get to Nationals and Kenma couldn't say he was happy about that fact. Nekoma had lost to Fukurōdani and, while he was happy for Bokuto and Akaashi, he also felt the deep sadness for and from Kuroo. Akaashi had pulled Bokuto away after the game and given Kenma a glance that told him he expected to speak to the omega later after everything was done. Kuroo had tried to hide it in front of the team, but he had cried on Kenma's shoulder when they were alone. It had taken Kenma some time to remind Kuroo that two teams from Tokyo made it to Nationals and they still had a shot.

Nekoma did end up making it to Nationals, along with Fukurōdani. They were all excited to find out that Karasuno had also made it. Unfortunately, Nekoma had been eliminated before they got to play their destined rivals, and Karasuno hadn't lasted much longer. Though Kuroo was upset and Kenma was at least a bit disappointed, they both celebrated with Bokuto and Akaashi when Fukurōdani managed to win Nationals.

Kuroo and Bokuto's performances had earned both of them scholarships to Todai and they had managed to secure bonded room in the university. A bonded room was bigger than those that were used for single beta's and alpha's, or those who's mates did not attend the school, as it was ready for a circle to grow.

"You and Akaashi can come each Saturday, just like we do now," the night before they moved his things to the dorm. "Akaashi will probably be later than you since his practice is later."

"I know."

"Bo and I probably won't be able to meet every Wednesday because our practice goes so late, but I think we should be able to meet occasionally-"

"I know."

"I know you and Akaashi are still planning on meeting, but if anything goes wrong, if you start to – well, you know to call me and Bo and we'll be right here."

"I know."

"I don't want you to-"

"Kuro, if anything happens, you'll know. I'll come to your dorm after practice on Saturdays. I'll meet Akaashi every Wednesday for dinner. We've talked about this."

Kuroo let out a deep sigh. "I'm going to be a mess."

"You'll have Bokuto," Kenma replied softly. "you two will be together."

Kuroo's arms tightened, "Kenma, you and I haven't been apart for twenty-four hours since… well, since we met. Things are going to be different. For both of us."

"I know, Kuro."

"I just-"

"Sleep now."

"Kitten-"

"If you don't let me sleep, I won't go with you tomorrow."

"You know you wouldn't be able to-"

"Kuro."

"Fine."