Thunderstorms and sleepovers

I pant heavily, Suna grappling at my calves and arm- I had him in a rear naked chokehold, both of us sweaty and very worked up- he was harder to defeat the last time for sure, he had probably been thinking and plotting our next fight out for a while. The fight had gone on for a while, tumbling to the ground and fighting for control; his mistake of trying to pull away. My legs were locked around his waist, one of my strongest features- they wouldn't come off unless I wanted them too. "Okay, okay- you got me, Sunshine." Suna croaks and I let go, both of us panting for air as he chuckles softly. "Hot damn- I almost had you, too." Suna breaths as he rolls off of me, laying his sweaty chest on the grass. "You almost had me? Pshh, you wish- I had you the entire time." I pant, making Suna snort as he turns to face me with a grin. "Oh, don't be so cocky. You know I almost had you for a minute there." He chuckles and I raise an eyebrow at him as I grin. "I won, didn't I? Yeah, I did. Exactly, so ha." I say, making Suna laugh as he leans over and kisses my forehead. "Mhm- you looked good as you did it. Just like how you stole my heart." Suna says, making me giggle as I smile brightly at him.

"Ugh, I've got the hardest boner for you right now. Tell me no." Suna mumbles, making me burst out in giddy laughter as I lay my hand against his chest. "Not right now, later for sure." I say, Suna groaning softly as he shakes his head. "No, tell me no, you have to. I can tell next time is gonna be different." Suna says and I raise an eyebrow at him, a sly grin spreading over my face. "You might deny yourself, but I won't deny you… especially when I know you want me just as much as I want you." I whisper and Suna looks at me with a blistering heat in his eyes, taking in a deep breath through his nose. "So… do you wanna fuck it out?" I tease him lightly and he blows out the breath, a big grin spreading over his face. "Once the doctor clears you, for sure." He chuckles and I groan, rolling to face away from him as he laughs. "God mother fucking damn it, son of a cock sucking bitch fuck mkgee donkey weiner- you got me all worked up for nothing." I grumble angrily, making Suna laugh even harder as he sits up, though I pout as I lay with my stomach on the ground, my head laid on my crossed arms. "I'll make it worth the wait, I promise." He chuckles, patting my butt and offering me a mischievous grin.

"I'll have my vengeance." I grumble as I give him a playful glare, making him chuckle as he raises an eyebrow. "I look forward to it." He says, pulling himself to stand up with a grunt. "Holy shit, I'm so sore." Suna groans, stretching his arms out and making me grin- I had gotten a good few hits on him. "Should I give you a massage later?" I ask, feeling kind of bad even though he had landed a hit or two on me, too. "That would be nice." Suna says and I hum softly, nodding my head though I notice Kozu coming over. "Hey, can we finally talk about the vlog?" Kozu asks as he crouches down in front of me and I hum, nodding my head. "Sure, what about it?" I ask, Kozu shrugging lightly and laying his head on his palm. "What it's going to be about, where are we gonna hold it, what are we going to do in it?" Kozu asks and I hum, closing my eyes. "Mm… we can talk about your trip to America, we can also do a Q&A thing, I dunno. We can do it at the throne, chilling or something. Arthur and I will sort it out." I say and Kozu nods, offering me a hand as he stands up. I gently take his hand, though I don't use it to lift myself up- instead I use it to pull him down next to me, giggling as I curl into his side.

His eyes widening as his arm instinctively wraps around me, his cheeks turning red. "Mm… I tired myself out. Is it okay if we stay like this for a little while?" I ask softly, Kozu humming affirmatively as I snuggle into him. "Thank you, Kemma." I say as I close my eyes, draping one of my arms over him and humming happily. He pulls me closer, kissing my forehead and making me smile as I press into him. I take deep breaths of his familiar nice scent, easily relaxing in his arms and quickly calming down. I feel his chest rise and fall under my arm, hear his shallow breathing as he relaxes too. The bright sun bathing down on us, the gentle breeze- I felt like a lazily napping cat, sunbathing and just enjoying the day. Before long I start to daze off, my lips slightly parting as I take soft breaths of the cool air. I hear light tapping, humming softly as I nuzzle closer into Kozu, not wanting to get up- he was so comfy. Kozu twists lightly towards me, pulling me to halfly lay over his chest- I gladly drape my leg over him, burying my head into his shoulder. I wrap my arms around him, tucking my hands under his shoulders and clinging to him. A shadow is cast over us and I hear a loud click, something flashing at us.

"Hah, that's so going in the photo album." Gram giggled as I lazily peaked my eyes open and saw she had brought out her Instax Mini 11, waiving a little picture printout. "Can I see?" Kuroo asks, holding out his hand- he was holding his phone, pointing it at Kozu and I. "Sure!" Grams says, handing the picture to him as I rub my eye- Suna was also taking pictures. "Oh, that's adorable." Kuroo coos, showing the picture to Suna as he chuckles. I hum, crawling up Kozu and cradling Kozu's head to my chest. He wraps his arms around my waist, humming in delight as he buries his head deep between my breasts. "Kemma… they're taking pictures…" I mumble quietly, still half asleep- Kozu tenses, slowly sitting up until I'm straddling his lap. I buried myself into him, knowing he was glaring at Kuroo. "Hey, hey- look, I was sending them to you." Kuroo says, though I feel a little tingle as Kozu wraps his arms tightly around my hips, huffing lightly. Kozu wasn't really a morning person, when he got sleepy or tired he could be really grouchy. It was kind of cute- maybe even a little arousing, especially since he got especially clingy with me. You know, the only time I ever had sex alone with him was when I woke him up?

"Hey, Kemma… we've only done it alone once?" I whisper softly, seeming to catch Kozu off guard- I hadn't said it loud enough for the others to hear. "Uh-huh…" He mumbles and I hum softly, wrapping my arms around his neck. "It kinda sucks, you know?" I say, though he tilts his head and pulls back, furrowing his eyebrows. "It sucks?" He asks and I hum, slowly blinking my eyes open. "It should be way more, right? It sucks that it's only been once, even then I don't know if that counts… hmm…" I mumble, Kozu's eyes widening as his cheeks turn pink. "Oh, so you liked it?" Kozu asks and I furrow my eyebrows tilting my head. "Of course I did, silly- it's you." I say and he leans forward, burying his head into my chest. "I'm glad…" he says and I gently pat his head, giggling softly. "Is that comfy?" I ask and he hums affirmatively, though someone clears their throat. "What is it with you boys and clinging desperately to my girl? I swear, I turn my back and you're kissing her, I turn my back and you're leaning on her, I turn my back and you're holding her with your head in her chest. Am I a joke to you?" Gramps grumbles, making me laugh as Kozu and I pull apart, his face bright red.

"Oh dear, Sweetie…" Grams groans as we look outside, seeing dark storm clouds on the horizon. "I knew that the weather was too good to be true." Gramps sighs, turning on the TV and putting on the weather channel. "Severe thunderstorm warning, huh? Looks like we'll be getting some hail and heavy wind, too." Gramps grumbles and I hum, sitting back on the couch. "I should bring my plants in… I don't know if the boys have ever been through a thunderstorm like this? Do you think they'll be alright in the guest house? You know how that place can be during thunderstorms..." Grams asks, placing her hand on her lips and glancing out the back window. "They'll be fine, they're boys. The guest house isn't going to fall down on their heads." Gramps says as I hum softly, munching lightly on a freshly baked cookie that Grams had made. "There is that leak on the second floor hallway right by the stairs, the back door isn't the best to keep water out and the lights go on the fritz easily… I don't think we keep candles and flashlights in the guest house. I hope they don't slip and hurt themselves." I mumble past the bite of cookie in my mouth, Grams and Gramps looking at each other.

"I'm bringing them in." Grams says firmly, walking to the front door to grab her jacket- it was drizzling outside. "Now, hold on, Kurumi. There aren't enough rooms in the house, plus we don't know those boys well enough to stay the night with us." Gramps says firmly, crossing his arms and planting his feet. "Eiji, those boys eat dinner at our table and take fantastic care of our granddaughter, I think we can trust them for the last two days they're here." Grams sighs, grandpa throwing his hands in the air. "Now it's not just tonight, but tomorrow night as well?! Where exactly do you plan to bed them? Oh, I know, let's put them in our sweet girls room and listen to them fuck all night!" Gramps says and I almost choke on my bite of cookie, turning to him with wide eyes. "Gramps! A little trust, please?! I'm not going to do something in your house that I know you don't want!" I protest and he offers me a sweet smile, patting my shoulder. "That's very sweet of you sweetie, I trust you- I was just those boys' age once, I know how it is. When the urge hits, sometimes you don't take no for an answer. That being said, they can be very persuasive." Gramps says as I cover my face and shake my head, my face burning.

"I'm bringing the boys in, that's final. They can stay in the living room, we can gather all the spare blankets and comforts and put them to use. I believe we have some futons on the shed, we can check for those first." Grams says as she slips on her coat, though I perk up. "Oh, that sounds nice, kinda like a sleepover. We can watch movies on the TV and munch on the snacks Grams made." I say, Grams coming over and patting my shoulder. "See? Our girl has the right idea." Grams chime and I smile up at her as Gramps shakes his head. "Those boys aren't coming in and that's final- they're grown, Kurumi. They can handle themselves, they'll be fine." Gramps says and I deflate a little, having been looking forward to their company. "Okay, how about this- you sleep where those boys sleep. So, if you're that determined to keep them out of the house you can sleep in the guest house also. Oh, they're currently taking up all the beds, but I'm sure if you asked they'd gladly sacrifice their bed for you." Grams says, flashing Gramps a no bullshit smile as she pats my shoulder. "Isn't that right, sweetie? They're good boys." Grams chimes and I nod, looking between the two as Gramps jaw drops.

"You're serious about this?" Gramp asks and Grams nods as she giggles softly. "As serious as a heart attack, my love." She chimes and Gramps scowls, turning to look at the TV. "It'll be a sleepover kind of thing- if they're in the living room you can watch them and make them behave. What are they going to do, rob us? Where would they even take the goods? To the guest house?" Grams says and Gramps runs a hand over his face, blowing out a slow breath. "Fine! Fine, they can stay the night and we'll see about tomorrow- But! But, they're helping bring your plants in, they're grabbing their own sheets and futons." Gramps says and Grams flashes him a big sweet smile. "See? That wasn't so hard was it? Now, come on, both of you- you're helping too." Grams says and I eat the last of my cookie, heading to the doorway and grabbing a jacket and sliding on some mud boots. "I guess we'll see if I kick someone's ass." Gramps grumbles as he trudges over, grabbing his raincoat and shoes as well. "It'll be fine Gramps, you can trust them." I mumble past my cookie, following my Grams to the backdoor so we can get to work. Gramps just grunts in response, following after us in a huff.

"That's the last of them." Grams calls over the wind as we hold our hoods up, carrying the last of her potted plants as I nod my head. "Let's hurry before the big storm hits." I call as I start heading back to the guest house, where we had decided to store the plants for the night. It was closer and it would keep Gramps from kicking anyone out, though we had also put a bucket under the leak and a towel under the back door to keep the majority of the water out. The first thing we had done was check the shed for the futons- we had 5- beating them out before bringing them in before the rain got too bad. I step in the door, setting the plants down before stepping out of the way so the others could bring there's in and place them down. "Come on, help me with this." Gramps calls as he walks over to the bench swing and I jog over, grabbing onto one side of the bench arm. Gramps grabs the other side as I struggle with the clip, my fingers feeling clammy because of the oncoming storm. Thunderstorms always make me anxious and fidgety- the sky rumbles ominously and I shiver, my finger slipping over the clamp. "Here, I got it." Kuroo says, taking the bench from my hand and unclipping it in one solid move.

"Oh, thank you…" I mumble awkwardly, moving out of the way as Gramps and Kuroo carry the bench over to the wall and set it down. "Is that everything?" Kuroo asks, brushing his hands off and turning to Gramps as he looks around. Grams was locking up the guest house, having already closed and locked the shed. Kozu and Suna were by the back door of the main house, tucked under the overhang to protect them from as much of the rain as possible. Arthur was standing in the backyard, looking over the storm with his hand over his eyes to protect them from the rain. The sky was dark, heavy rain in the distance- it was getting closer. "Yeah, that's everything. You can go in." Gramps mumbles, heading over to Grams as I don't wait, dashing inside and taking off my boots and jacket by the door. I head to the cabinets by the bathroom, grabbing towels for everyone- since I'm by my room, I also grab my inhaler on the way and tuck it in my back pocket. I head back to the entrance, seeing the trio stripping off their jackets. "If you want to take showers, there's one there and one upstairs. I can ask Gramps for clothes for you." I say, offering them each a towel as they nod.

"Are you gonna take a shower?" Kozu asks, still drying his hair and coming into the kitchen as I was staring anxiously out the window. "Huh? Oh, oh yeah- mhm. I'll go take one now." I say, skittering to the bathroom he had left, stripping out of my clothes as I feel my cheeks burning. I had been caught while my anxiety was building up, worrying about the coming storm. I placed my inhaler close to the shower just in case, climbing in and taking one as fast as I could. I heard the pelting rain on the roof grow and fade, coming in waves- though soon I heard the sharp taps of hail. A loud rumble sounds and I jump, a small squeak escaping me- okay, time to finish up. I quickly rinse off and hop out, wrapping a towel around myself- of course I forgot to grab a change of clothes or my robe. A soft knock sounds on the door, Grams peeking in and offering me a small smile. "Hey, sweetie. I brought you your robe, it just got out of the dryer." She says, offering it to me as I feel a lump form in my throat. "Thanks, Grams. You're literally the best." I say, making her smile as I take the robe. "You know it- hurry up, the boys are picking movies now." Grams chimes before she leaves, pulling the door shut behind her.

"No, I don't want to watch that one- let's watch something else." Kuroo says, wiggling his nose as my grandpa snorts. "Are you afraid of scary movies, boy? You gonna cry if we put this on?" Gramps teases, Kuroo frowning and shaking his head. "What? No, I actually like scary movies- but the ones underwater are… well, scary." Kuroo says, making Gramps chuckle as he lightly kicks Kuroo's foot. "So you admit you're scared." Gramps teases, Kuroo pressing his lips together as I walk over, seeing one last futon set up between him and Arthur- who was on his phone, munching a cookie. Suna- laying on his back and staring at the TV upside down- and Kozu- laying on his side and playing on his switch- were next to each other, though Kuroo- laying on his stomach with his chin perched on his hand, picking movies with Gramps- was laying on the middle futon and Gramps on the couch behind him and Grams curled into his side. "Mm, I don't know. That one seems really scary." I admit as I climb onto the last futon, sliding my legs under the comforter and wiggling under. "That's because you're both pussies, I could watch it easily." Arthur snorts and I reach over, punching his shoulder.

"Whatever, you're the reason why I'm scared of watching scary movies in the first place. How many times did I stay over and you'd make me watch horror movies with you in your theater? I know for sure I was traumatized, I lost the count." I say, making Arthur laugh as he rubs his shoulder. "Yeah, but once you've seen it once you don't get scared of it again, unless it's super scary. Once you've seen one scary movie you've seen them all." Arthur says and I roll my eyes, turning back to the TV. "Why don't we save that one for later? We can watch 'scary stories to tell in the dark', or World War Z- maybe we go for the classics like Underworld?" I say, Gramps humming as he moves on through the titles. "I'm assuming you've watched the two you mentioned." Gramps asks and I shrug, wrapping my arms around my pillow and tucking it under my chin. "Not the scary stories, but I have read the books. I heard it's a good scary movie though." I say and Gramps hums softly, heading to the search bar. "Scary stories it is." Gramps chuckles as I hear the thunder rumble in the far distance. I shiver, reaching in my pocket and pulling out my inhaler, setting it at the end of my futon just in case I needed it.

"No… no… no…" I whimper softly, burying my head in my pillow and clutching tightly to my pillow. "You okay?" Kuroo asks as I shake my head, peeking up at the screen- the pale lady is even closer now. "Fuuuck that!" I hiss softly, pulling my comforter over myself and tucking myself in the safety of my futon. "Urgh, the music- hell no. That's so- oh my, what even? The books were never this scary…" I say as I clutch tightly onto my pillow, though a loud crack of lightning sounds nearby, followed by the rumble of thunder. I shriek, tensing as I realize it had completely caught me off guard- oh my face burned so much, this was so friggin' embarrassing. "Are you okay?" Kuroo asks, gently lifting up the corner of my comforter, my face feeling like it was on fire. I shudder as another loud rumble sounds, avoiding looking him in the eyes as I nod. "Oh, I'm fine-" I say, my voice cracking as another loud crash of lightning sounds, making me jump out of my skin. "Um… are you sure?" He asks, his lips twitching as I roll onto my side, facing away from him and curling around my pillow. "Uh-huh! It's just that the movie is scary, that's all…" I fumble, trembling lightly as he hums softly, putting my comforter back down.

Usually I use music to block out the storm, but I had left my phone and earbuds in Japan. "Hey, Arthur- come with me to the kitchen?" Kuroo asks, Arthur humming as I hear the two slide up and away. I curl tighter around my pillow, covering my ears and squeezing my eyes shut. Gosh, how pathetic could I be? Scared of a little storm- it's not like I was scared of the storm itself or anything, I actually quite enjoyed the rain and occasional thunder- but particularly vicious storms such as this one always had me on edge. I don't know why- but I just got antsy, feeling anxious as I didn't know when or where the next lightning strike would be. Hail could be pretty worrisome too- a sudden brigade of lightning and thunder sounds and I bite my bottom lip, barely managing to hold back a whimper. I feel something tap my palm and I practically jump out of my skin, peeking my eyes open- I see something slip under my comforter on Arthur's side, hearing Kuroo and Arthur coming back and taking their spots. I furrow my eyebrows, reaching out- it was cool, rectangular, though there was also a wire and bud on it- wait. A pair of earbuds and a phone? I furrow my eyebrows, slowly taking it and turning on the screen.

I'm met by a picture of Kuroo and I from the training camp, dressed up in black- wait, that was the picture Kozu had taken?! I swore I deleted that? Wait- was this Kuroo's phone? It was playing music- I pressed my lips together, feeling a bit touched. I plug one of the earbuds into my ear, hearing that he had put on 'slow dancing in the dark'. I feel even more touched by his choice in calming music- I plug the other earbud in, making it so the wires hung behind my neck. I turn it up a tiny bit, feeling relieved as I slowly relax to the music and comfort. I stare at the picture, the grin he was giving me and the wicked smile on my face, showing off his phone. Was that really me? It's weird to think that back then… Kuroo and Kozu were in love with me and Suna had no idea who I was. Arthur hadn't met anyone, it was back when I had only kissed 8 people- I really had come a long way since then, hadn't I? Did I love Kuroo back then, or… did that only come recently? It's all so weird to think about. I rolled over, knowing that Kuroo was laid down. I hesitantly reach my hand out, tapping my hand lightly- it takes a second, but his hot hand takes mine. I can't help but smile, giving his hand a small squeeze.

Kuroo buries his head into his pillow, knowing his cheeks were pink- she was so friggin' cute. He gives her hand a small squeeze in return and she slides fingers into his, holding his hand tight- her hand was so small and soft, so friggin' cute. She had caught him off guard, but her small taps had caught his attention. He assumed she wanted to hold his hand but he wasn't sure, so he just took it and held it loosely. He was happy to know that she actually wanted to hold his hand, especially since she initiated the action- it was like she was reaching out for his comfort. She could have chosen Arthur, but she chose him- and he was absolutely ecstatic that she did. He had a big, goofy sweet smile stuck on his face as he watched the movie, feeling her relax but cling to his hand. After a while her fingers were limp, her comforter made subtle movements and shallow breaths sounding from her. Kuroo was totally simping, internally screaming at himself about how she fell asleep holding his hand, listening to his comfort playlist and just being so absolutely adorable. He was very happy, his heart feeling full, his blood feeling light, butterflies in his stomach- fuck, he loved her so much.

"Shall we watch that other movie then?" Eiji hums as the movie ends, exiting out of it and scrolling back to the movie 47 meters below; uncaged. Kuroo swallowed thickly, pressing his lips together- it's true, he actually enjoyed horror movies. However, underwater movies, shark kind of movies and such- they scared the absolute shit out of him. Something about water, fear of the unknown and just- he wasn't afraid of water, he liked pools and baths, but… the ocean? He'd stay in the shallows, thank you very much. Eiji plays the movie- Kozu was already fast asleep, so was Kurumi. Suna seemed to be teetering on the edge himself, though Kuroo felt wide awake. Arthur had gone to the bathroom, the only other person besides Eiji and himself to not feel tired. Kuroo settles in for the movie, knowing that he was probably in for the ride. Arthur doesn't come back, though they hear another door open and someone crash onto a bed- he must have taken Kimiko's bed. Yeah, the movie was scary- it had Kuroo on his toes, the hair at the back of his neck standing on end. Subconsciously he lightly squeezes Kimiko's hand- she pulls herself closer, curling lightly around the heat and holding it close.

Kuroo instantly relaxes, caught off guard by her action in a tense moment of the movie. She holds his hand, nuzzling her nose into his palm, turning him to goo. Kuroo's heart flutters, cupping her cheek and gently stroking it with his thumb. She hums happily, nuzzling her head into his wrist and breathing in his scent. Kuroo's head collapses into his pillow, burying it inside as his heart goes absolutely crazy in his chest; so fucking cute, the absolutely adorablest thing in the world- no, the entire universe. He wraps his arm tightly around his pillow, holding it as close as he could, wishing it was her he was holding instead. God, he wanted to kiss her breathless, to hold her until the end of time itself and love her beyond that. He wanted to protect her, to support her and always be there when she needed him- he wanted to take away all her fears and insecurities, to wash them away and make them better. He wanted to be better for her; he always wanted to be enough for her, everything she needs and more- because that's what she was to him. She was absolutely everything, she took away everything and made it happy- even his fears. His only fear was losing her and the thought of it absolutely terrified him.

I woke up to my Grams old radio playing 'Locked out of heaven', her humming along with the sound of a spatula on a pan. Bacon, eggs and a sort of spicy fruity smell- it all smelled so good, but something soft was tickling my chin and buried between my breasts. It was wrapped around my waist, enveloping me in its heat and tangled with my legs. I hum as I bury my head in the soft threshes, giggling softly when it tickles my nose. I slide my fingers in, gently massaging and running my fingers through that softness- oh, it was hair? It was so soft. I sing softly, massaging the scalp and working my way down the neck and shoulders. "For too long~ for too long~ yeah, you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven for too long~ for too long." I sing softly as the song ends, the person who was curled into me completely relaxed, almost like goo. 'Just can't get enough' plays next as I gently pull their head back, kissing their forehead, cheeks and nose. They hum, squeezing me tighter and capturing my lips in a sweet, gentle chaste kiss. Oh, it was Kuroo- I could recognize that kiss anywhere, that fluid heat, the way he was everywhere you wanted, when you wanted him to be there.

Kuroo pulls away, groaning softly as I lazily open my eyes, seeing that Kozu was standing behind Kuroo and nudging him with his foot. "You're gonna lose more brownie points." Kozu says, Kuroo sighing and rolling onto his stomach- inevitably rolling me onto my back, pinned under him. "Good morning, Kitten." Kuroo whispers, gently kissing my forehead before slipping off of me. "Mm… goo' morn'..." I mumble, yawning as I stretch. "Good morning, Pudding." Kozu mumbles, offering me a hand to pull me up- once again, I take it, pulling him down. "Ah- hey!" Kozu protests as I crawl onto him and collapse on his chest, wrapping my arms around him. "Mm, just a sec." I mumble, burying my head into his chest as he groans. "Pudding… we really shouldn't." Kozu says, Kuroo chuckling as I hear him split off. I just hum, squeezing him tighter and enjoying his comfort. "I just want to hold you…" I sigh and he groans, covering his face- "Fine, fine…" I grumble, pulling off of him with a pout as I sit up. "No, no- you can hold me." Kozu says, reaching for me though I pull away. "Nope, too late. Moment ruined, I'm awake now." I huff, standing up and beginning to walk to the bathroom.

"Too bad, now I want it." Kozu says, grabbing my hand and pulling me back into his arms. He buries his head into my neck, squeezing me tight as I sit haphazardly in his lap. I can't help but smile as I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tight. I hum happily, burying my head into his neck and giving it a small kiss. "Okay, love birds- Gramps will be coming out of the shower anytime now, best you pull apart. Kimiko, darling, please go wake up Arthur." Grams says and we reluctantly pull apart, both pouting as I trudge to my room. "How does one even wake Arthur?" Kuroo asks as he follows me, though I grab a pillow from my bed and smile. "Easy, you beat the absolute crap out of him." I giggle, raising the pillow over my head and harshly smacking it down onto him, startling from his sleep. "Wake up! It's time for breakfast!" I say, proceeding to violently assault him with a pillow as Kuroo laughs. "Ow- shit- I'm awake! I'm awake- put the weapon down, put the weapon down or the fox gets it!" Arthur says, grabbing my precious fox stuffy- I gasp in horror, dropping the pillow and raising my hands. "Now, hold on, you don't gotta do this." I say, pretending to tremble as Arthur laughs, putting it down.

"Motherfucker, leave my Foxy alone!" I grumble, smacking his shoulder as he slips out of my bed, stretching his arms. "Stop beating me awake with a pillow! If you're gonna do it, do it with a brick!" Arthur jokes, both of us laughing as we head out to the dinner table. "Good morning." Grams says as we sit at the table, placing plates of food in front of us. "Good morning, Kurumi." Arthur says as Kuroo takes his seat- Kozu was already in his seat. "Where's Suna?" I ask, glancing around- I could hear Gramps rummaging through his closet upstairs. "Gramps is getting him some clothes right now, he got in the shower not long ago." Grams says and I hum, turning back to my plate as I try not to think of Suna in the shower; that was dangerous territory- he looks too good when he's wet. "Thank you for last night, Kuroo." I say, seeming to catch Kuroo off guard as he looks at me. "Huh? For what?" Kuroo says and I offer a sheepish smile, itching the back of my neck. "Your phone, the music and... It really helped, I mean…" I say and his face turns soft as he reaches over and pats my head. "No problem at all, Kitten. You helped me out a bit, too." Kuroo chuckles and I look at him, tilting my head- I had helped him? How?

"Uh, your Gramps put on that one movie after you guys fell asleep… I wasn't very tired, I ended up watching…" Kuroo says, his cheeks turning pink as he looks at his plate. "Oh, it was scary, huh?" I say and Kuroo shrugs, though I could tell he didn't want to admit it. "I'm glad I could help even if it was only a little- though I have no idea how I helped." I admit, giggling softly as I reach out and taking his hand. "I'm sure it would've been too scary for me." I say, Kuroo turning to me and giving me a sheepish smile. "I think it would be, it honestly freaked me out a bit. I think I even saw your grandpa flinch." Kuroo admits, making me smile as I lightly squeeze his hand. "Definitely would've given me nightmares then. I would've been traumatized." I chime, making Kuroo laugh as he gently squeezes my hand. "It's okay, if it came down to it, I'd definitely punch a shark for you." Kuroo says, making me giggle as he flexes his arm. "Would you punch a megalodon for me?" I tease and he purses his lips, cupping his chin. "Mm, no. Definitely not- I'd do everything in my power to get us out of there safe, though. Sharks? Yes. Megalodon? No." Kuroo teases, making me laugh as he goofily smiles at me.

"Oh, I see how far your loyalty goes. Gramps would punch a megalodon for me." I tease, pulling my hand away from him and sticking my tongue out at him. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I would not punch a megalodon for you." Gramps says as he enters the kitchen with Suna, who was dressed in a gray plaid button up shirt, a black suit jacket and blue jeans. "How could you, Gramps- betrayal! In the highest! Oh, Suna, you look nice." I chime, Suna's cheeks turning pink as they take their seats. "Honey, do you know how big a megalodon shark is?" Gramps asks as Grams brings out the last of the plates of food, taking her seat. "Um, pretty friggin' huge I assume. I wouldn't know, they're extinct." I say and Gramps chuckles, patting my shoulder. "Exactly. Be grateful that I don't have to punch a megalodon shark for you." Gramps says, beginning to gather a bite of the food as I hum softly. "Kuroo, I have clothes picked out for you, when you go to shower Kurumi will get them for you." Gramps says, Kuroo humming affirmatively as everyone starts digging into their food. "I'd punch a megalodon- and I'd have you record as I did. Totally worth it, I'd be famous. Dead, but famous." Suna says, making everyone laugh.

"You know, honestly, I haven't even been following half the rules the doctor gave me. I should be glad you guys have been forcing me to." I snort as Suna pushes me forward in my wheelchair, Kozu and Kuroo on one side and Arthur on the other- Judas was already at the throne. Kuroo was wearing a white shirt, a red plaid unbuttoned shirt and dark jeans. Kozu was wearing black pants and a white jacket, Arthur was wearing a white shirt, a jean jacket, gray jeans and white Adidas- I was wearing a black off the shoulder long sleeve shirt, jean shorts with a black leather belt and black converse. "Well yeah, we take care of you, even when you don't want to take care of yourself." Kuroo says and I crack a small smile, looking out over the wet streets- ironically, they had me wrapped up in a blanket like a big human burrito. "Mhm. Because restraining me is taking care of me." I say, making Arthur snort as he adjusts the strap of his bag on his shoulder. "If you're restrained, can you overexert yourself? No. Exactly. We all know you've been pushing yourself a bit too much, so do yourself a favor and just relax~" Arthur says and I wiggle my nose, feeling it itch as my eye twitches.

"Ah- my nose itches- I can't scratch it- why does your nose itch when you can't scratch it?" I hiss, making Arthur laugh though Kozu reaches over and scratches my nose- I twist until he itches the right spot, sighing in relief. "That's better. Oh, and I'm fine- I may have gone a bit too far before, but you see how I'm doing. I'm fine." I say and Arthur snorts, shaking his head and taking a right, the others following suit as the throne comes into view. "Right, right... because severe asthma attacks induced by a mixture of panic and anxiety attacks are 'fine'." Arthur says and my jaw drops as I look between the trio. "You told him?!" I groan and they raise an eyebrow at me. "It's concerning to say the least, we told him so we know what to look for. If you have one, we want to make sure you get the care you need." Kuroo says and I look ahead, pouting and tucking my chin into the blanket. "But I'm fine, I worked it out. I'm not anxious or panicky anymore." I mumble, though Suna leans down and lays his head on my shoulder. "But you are stressed- don't lie, we all know you are. You're vulnerable to anxiety and panicking, it's best we're prepared so you can be healthy soon." Suna says and I hum softly, slowly nodding.

"Just be glad they didn't tell your old man, he would've put you on lockdown and quarantined, cutting you off from the world except for Dr. Hermann." Arthur says and I groan, sliding deeper into the blanket. "God forbid, Gramps can worry way too much at times." I grumble, making Arthur laugh as he grins at me. "If you're lucky I could convince him to let me quarantine with you like old times." Arthur says and my lip twitches as I raise an eyebrow at him. "Uh-huh, like you wouldn't go stir crazy." I say, making Arthur chuckle as he shakes his head. "Yeah, you're right. Sorry, you're on your own. Oh, before you even think of volunteering, Gramps would shoot you down if you asked- he'd get it in his head that you're trying to be intimate with his sickly little girl and he'd rain hellfire upon you." Arthur says, flashing them a grin as they all shiver. We arrive at the throne, hearing the clicking of a wrench as we enter. "What are you working on this time?" I ask, seeing that she was sitting beside my bike, fiddling with something inside. "I just noticed that your-" She says going on though the car words all jumbled in my head. "Uh-huh…" I say, Kuroo snorting as he covers his mouth and chuckles softly.

"You have absolutely no idea what she's talking about, do you? You made that same face when I tried explaining-" Kuroo says, going on about something science that just didn't process in my head. "Uh-huh…" I say, making him laugh even as I press my lips together, my cheeks burning. "Hey, don't tease her, she's got spirit." Judas scolds Kuroo as he covers his face, his cheeks pink. "I'm sorry, she's so friggin' cute when she doesn't understand- you can literally see the gears turning in her head, it's absolutely adorable." Kuroo says and I turn away, my whole face feeling like it caught on fire. "Sorry I'm dumb… I don't understand, it's confusing." I say, though Kuroo crouches down in front of me, giving me a sweet smile. "You're not dumb, Kitten. You're just not the best at certain subjects- and that's okay, you get the basics. Your talent lies in other things, it's okay to be confused by things you don't understand, nobody expects you to be perfect at everything. If we judged you by your smarts in one thing and one thing alone, then we'd never see your true value. However, we look at you as we see you- and we find plenty of things to appreciate." Kuroo says, making me feel bubbly as my heart skips a beat.

"Aw, did you guys hear all that sweet talk? I'm gonna get a cavity- 'If we judged you by your smarts in one thing and one thing alone, then we'd never see your true value.'- that should be a Tumblr post." Judas mocks Kuroo, making his cheeks turn red as I giggle. "Hey, leave him alone. He's got spirit." I tease as Suna scoops me up, putting me in the red rolling chair. "Yeah, let the guy simp in peace, Judas. He doesn't bother you when you're simping." Arthur says, setting up the camera as the trio takes their seats on the couches and recliner. "Am I doing this caterpillar style?" I ask, raising an eyebrow as I look down at my burrito wrap self. "Yes." Everyone says all at once and I snort, lightly spinning myself with what movement I did have. Arthur reaches into his bag, pulling out a weird looking latex thing and passing it to Suna. "For your face, cause you know." Arthur says, Suna raising an eyebrow and hesitantly taking the latex thing. "It's latex, I hope you don't have an allergy." Arthur mumbles, finishing up setting the camera before grabbing his back, bringing it over to the bar, out of shot. "Judas, wanna come drink with me?" Arthur calls, Judas setting down her tools and joining him at the bar.

Suna unfolds the latex, seeming caught off guard when the mask is all straightened out. "This is actually pretty neat." He chuckles, pulling it on- it was a full head sloth mask, complete with eye and nose holes. "Well if you're not the fanciest dressed sloth I've ever seen." I tease lightly, Kozu standing and hitting the garage door button so it closes. He comes back, taking his seat as Judas pours herself and Arthur a drink. Arthur pulls out his laptop, plugging a wire into it and setting the drink to the side. "Alright…" He mumbles, tapping around for a second before he reaches back on his backpack, grabbing a small stack of papers. He sorts through them before he comes over, setting the papers on the table and moving behind the camera. "Quiet on the set- here's the Q&A, start with your trip to America, make light discussion about the people and the prom… then you can start the Q&A. Judas and I will shut the fuck up, you guys should be the only ones talking… ready, and start." Arthur says, clicking a button on the camera, staying out of view as he quietly heads back over to the laptop. "Hello, critters! It's your girl burrito here- I mean, Fox Girl!" I say, the trio chuckling as I start us off on a good note.

"Yeah, it's weird to think that Americans don't have school festivals at all, they just have Proms. I mean, it's okay, the dancing is pretty cool." Kuroo says and I nod in agreement as Suna leans back. "Americans are so informal, too- they never use surnames or anything, not that I mind, it's just a bit weird since that's a big thing in Japan." Suna says, all of them humming in agreement. "There are many cultural differences between Japan and America, especially when it comes to their formalities. In america, it's common for people to introduce themselves by their nicknames and to be called that by people they're merely acquaintances with, whereas in Japan it's common to introduce yourself by your full name and be called by your last name with the proper honorifics- of course, America has honorifics as well, such as Ms., Mrs., Mr., Which are the most common honorifics in use. It is not uncommon for American people to be very easygoing, it all depends on their standards and upbringing. Oh, and while Japanese may bow to one another when meeting for the first time, Americans shake hands instead. It is uncommon for Americans to bow." I say, the boys all humming and nodding in agreement.

"I noticed that, more often than not, Americans go about their day in a laid back way. They're free to be themselves, not held back by certain standards that are custom in Japan." Kozu says, all of us humming in agreement. "Oh, and most Americans don't speak Japanese. It's very hard to communicate and easy to get lost, especially since they don't have things labeled in Japanese." Kuroo says and I hum in agreement, nodding my head. "The most common languages in America are English, Spanish, Chinese, French and German. The Japanese language is not very common, plus since English is a common language, many things are labeled in english. If you decide to come to America, I suggest studying the language and perhaps investing in a guide or translator of some sort- I would of course suggest this for any out of nation trip, as there are many different cultures and traditions you might miss out on." I say, the boys all nodding in agreement. "Though the food proportions are huge, you were right about that! They really do give you a lot!" Kuroo laughs, the others nodding enthusiastically as I smile. "Especially the grease." I say, the boys laughing and nodding in agreement.

"Alright, to the Q&A." Kuroo says, picking up the stacks of paper and beginning to pass them out. "We each have 10 general questions and 5 personal questions, we'll go in order from left to right starting with the general questions. I'll go ahead and read them." Kuroo says as Suna sets my paper down to the side- I was last. "First question, what are our names?" Kuroo asks, raising an eyebrow and looking at the camera. "We actually decided to not make our names public, I hope you can respect our request at this time. We might come out with our real names at some point, but for now we are Apple Pi, Black Cat, Super Sloth and Fox Girl. The reason we are not making our names public at this time is due to some current events in our daily lives, it is easier to stay anonymous at the moment." Kuroo says, looking on to the next question and humming. "How old are we? We are all high schoolers at this time with me being the oldest and Suna the youngest." Kuroo says, moving on to the next question. "How did we meet? Apple Pi and I met when we were younger, we've been very close friends for quite some time." Kuroo says, flashing Kozu a smile as I perk up.

"I met Apple Pi in a video game a few years back and we became friends. He, Black Cat and I would play games on the occasion, however I only ever intentionally met Apple Pi in real life. Somewhere along the lines, we had a mutual event where I met Black Cat and we became friends. Later on I met Super Sloth at a restaurant and we hit it off, then I introduced him to the others." I say, offering the camera a smile as the others nod. "Why did we start our channels? It was a dream of Apple Pi's to be a streamer- Fox Girl suggested they actually try, thinking it would be fun. At first it was just going to be the two of them, but I weaseled my way in and got Super Sloth in on the fun too." Kuroo says, moving on to the next question. "Why did you choose the icons that you did, i.e. pie, fox, cat and sloth. Apple Pi?" Kuroo asks, looking over to Kozu. "I like Apple Pie." Kozu says, simply shrugging it off as Kuroo chuckles. "I thought black cat was cool, so I thought why not." Kuroo says, looking over at Suna. "I chose Super Sloth because I like Sloths and Fox Girl thought a sloth with a cape would be cute, thus came the idea of Super Sloth." Suna says, shrugging lightly as I giggle softly.

"Which it is- I chose Fox Girl because my friend suggested it, the idea originally came from a joke we made about a comic that would be interesting- Sloth boy and Fox Girl, the laziest and sliest hero duo." I say, Kuroo moving on to the next question. "Do you all go to school together? No, actually, we're from three different schools." Kuroo says, moving on to the next question. "Favorite colors?" Kuroo asks, glancing at Kozu. "Red." Kozu says. "Red or black." Kuroo says. "Black." Suna says. "Definitely red, though I do like all the colors." I chime, Kuroo moving on to the next question. "Cats or dogs? Do you have any pets?" Kuroo asks, looking at Kozu. "Cats, no pets." Kozu says simply. "Same, but I might look into getting a cat soon." Kuroo says. "Really?" Kozu asks, turning and raising an eyebrow at Kuroo as he nods. "I don't really care particularly for one or the other, I don't personally own any pets." Suna says, making me curious if Hina had a pet. "I like cats and dogs equally, I have two cats and a rescue horse. If you wanna see my cats or learn about my horse, leave a comment down below and they might make a guest appearance." I chime, Kuroo's eyes lighting up as he looks at me.

"Your horse is totally awesome by the way. Next question! Who created the channel art? Yours truly, Sloth and Fox worked together to make all the channel art." Kuroo says, gesturing to us with a smile. "Last general question- what is your favorite childhood memory? Oh, that one's a tough one." Kuroo asks, turning to Kozu as he hums, kicking his feet out. "When I won my first game. Something about all your hard work paying off feels really good." Kozu says, Kuroo's eyes lighting up as he smiles. "That's a good one. Um… My favorite childhood memory? Uh... I guess it was my first birthday after meeting you." Kuroo says, giving Kozu a sheepish smile as he itches the back of his neck. I knew Kuroo's childhood wasn't the best, but his favorite memory was after he met Kozu, after the divorce? Did he even have any favorite memories before that? Or was it actually that special to him? I was curious, but then again I didn't want to assume or pry into it, especially now. "Mm, mines… hm… right after my little sister was born, when she first held my finger." Suna says, making me smile as I wonder if he was smiling under his mask. He was such a good big brother, I can't help but admire him for that.

"What about you, Kitten?" Kuroo asks, pulling me from my thoughts as I hum. "Oh… well… hm…" I mumble, lightly rocking side to side in my chair. "Well… um… when I was really young, dad had two weeks off of work and we made plans to go on a vacation to an amusement park- my little brother was just a toddler, I was like… 6? Maybe. My dad, in his work profession, had to ask for days off months ahead of time so that they could find a replacement for him while he was away… so he requested it a year in advance, it was a complete surprise to us all. We were all so excited about it- but last minute one of his replacements backed out and he would have to stay a week behind. We were all so upset, we didn't know what to do so he started looking through the laws and stuff to see if he could find a way around it- in the end, he couldn't just leave people in need like that so we went ahead. It was fun- when dad finally did catch up…" I giggle, an easy smile spreading over my face as I remember that day. "He had the biggest grin on his face, the first thing he did was take us out to eat. He told us that he found something out…" I laugh softly, my lips curling into a big grin as I remember his excitement.

"In his contract it stated that if he should ask as his own fill in, he would be paid time and a half, weekends he would be paid double, and overtime he would be paid triple. He took all the hours he could, he was completely exhausted- but he slapped that contract on his bosses desk and flashed him the biggest grin in the world as he told the boss how much he was owed for that week. He couldn't stop laughing when he told us about the face his boss made- it was the best week ever, mom and I got the whole princess treatment with all the money dad made that week. It was so much fun." I giggle, everyone's faces curling into soft smiles as they look at me. "Aw yeah, stick it to the man." Kuroo says, pumping his fist and making me laugh. "Okay, okay! Kozu, your 5 questions?" I ask, Kozu nodding as he lifts up his paper. "Um… Do you believe in love at first sight? Well, uh, kinda? Not really… I guess I sort of do? It's hard to explain because I've experienced it, but it was with someone I met online and was fond of…" Kozu says, sounding kind of sheepish as I feel my heart skip a beat- was he talking about me? He glances at me and I feel my face burn- yeah, he was talking about me.

"What was your most embarrassing moment at school? I tripped in front of a huge crowd, full on face planted- that was really embarrassing. Can you swim? Yes, I recently learned. What is your goal in life? To have money to spare and have a popular streaming fanbase… have you ever liked the same person as your best friend? How did it work out? Oh, yes, actually… We had a long conversation and we agreed that the person we like should come first." Kozu says, setting his paper down and glancing at Kuroo. "Okay, my turn- first question. What is your favorite subject in high school? Science. Why does your hair look like that? Uh, this is actually a bad case of bed head, I can't get it to go away. If you have a nickname besides black cat, what is it? Oh, well, I'm sometimes called da-" Kuroo chuckles and Suna jabs his elbow into Kuroo, making him grunt and fall silent. "We call him a rooster because of his hair." I chime, making Kuroo facepalm as I give him a sly smile. "Uh-huh. Next question, what is your ideal girl and do you have a girlfriend? I like girls with long hair, I'm not currently dating anyone, but I am fully devoted to someone. What is your height? I'm 187 cm." Kuroo says, setting his paper down.

"Mm… who has left the most impact on your life?" Suna says, discreetly looking at his paper from under his mask, pointing a finger at me. "Definitely her." He says, my face burning as I tuck my chin into the blanket. "What is your favorite song? Hm… I know a lot of good songs… but I'd say it's 'Why'd you only call me high', 'high enough' and um… that one song… what was it?" Suna asks, turning to me as I hum. "Which one? 'Remind me of the summer' by Juice Wrld or the 'Adore you' by Miley Cyrus?" I ask, Suna humming softly as he shrugs. "Both of those are good… actually, all songs you listen to are good. Let's move on to the next question… what's under your bed? We don't talk about that, it's a Super Sloth trade secret. What is your height? 185 cm. Can we see your face?" Suna asks, setting his paper down and looking at the camera. "The identity of the Super Sloth must never be revealed, lest my little sister finds out and demands to take over the channel and spill juice on my fancy new computer… again. There are lives at stake, people. It simply cannot be done, my heart wouldn't be able to take another catastrophe." Suna says, completely dead serious, making Kuroo and I laugh.

"Okay, your turn Foxy. Do you have a tattoo? Yes, you do. What is the last compliment you got? You're very beautiful, there you go. Have you ever been in a physical fight? Yes, but never unprovoked. Do you have a boyfriend? Yes, yes you do…" Suna says, though I let out a sharp laugh. "I thought I was supposed to answer?" I ask, Suna humming as he waves the paper at me. "I know the answers, I'm answering so you can save your breath. Super Sloth to the rescue- last question, what is your greatest fear?" Suna says, making me pause as I blink. "My greatest fear?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows as he hums affirmatively, setting the paper down with his. "That's a hard one- there's a lot to be scared of." I admit, leaning back in my chair and humming softly, still wrapped up like a burrito. "Of course I'm scared of a lot of things. I'm scared of the unknown, I'm scared of being trapped, losing those most dear to me…" I admit, though I hear a tap of something, glancing over at Arthur and seeing he help up a whiteboard. Written on it was 'What is your biggest motivation?'- was that another question? "But the best way to deal with those fears?" I improvise, Arthur nodding his head and setting it down.

"Have the right kind of motivation. Just because you don't know the future doesn't mean it's set in stone- surround yourself with the right kind of people, people you can trust and that support you, they will be by your side. That's the start of a great future. If you're scared of being trapped or pressured… then what will get you in that position? What can you do to prevent that outcome from happening? What or who can help you out of such a situation? Losing those dear to you… sometimes it just can't be helped. Life just has its path, you can't change the past. Someone once told me 'I'd much rather love you while the time permits it and feel the pain of losing you'. In it's own way, it's like the saying- 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. It's true, losing someone is painful… but to not have experienced those sweet moments with them at all? I think that's the greatest pain of all, not keeping them in your heart." I say, Kuroo dropping his head into his palm as I see his face turn red. "Who said that to you?" Kozu asks, seeming a bit miffed as I offer him a sheepish smile. "Someone very dear to me." I admit, Kuroo slowly lifted his head though he was covering his big grin.

"Oh my gosh, I was wrapped in that thing for so long!" I whine, stretching out as much as I could now that I was free from the burrito I had been trapped in. "It wasn't that bad." Suna snorts, folding up the restraining device they had used on me and setting it to the side. "I object, I'd like to see you wrapped up in something for hours and enjoy it." I say, Suna raising an eyebrow at me and grinning. "I know one thing I wouldn't mind being wrapped up in for hours." He says, confusing me as I tilt my head. "It's you, of course." Suna says and my eyes widen as he scoops me off my feet, bringing me to the living room. "Wah! Hey, what are you doing?!" I squeak as Kuroo follows us, Kozu heading my room- Arthur had stayed at the throne to edit the video and my grandparents were at work. "Well, I was thinking we just have an us day- us being me, you, Kuroo and Kozu, cuddling and just hanging out, watching TV or something." Suna says, laying me down on my futon from the night before. "Oh. Oh- that actually sounds really nice." I admit, my cheeks burning as Suna lays down beside me, Kuroo laying down on the other side of me. "Thought so." Suna chuckles as Kozu comes back with a book.

Kozu nudges me and I roll onto my side, letting him lay in my spot. He pulls me to lay perpendicular on his chest, my legs hanging off by Kuroo and my chest barely hanging off by Suna. "What the heck?" I mumble, Kuroo laying down on my legs, making me jump as he buries his head deep between them. "Hey, Kuroo!" I squeak, though he groans happily as he wraps his arms under my hips, holding them up. "Hello, Kitten. This is heaven." Kuroo chuckles, my legs shut and his head tucked under my ass as he settles in. "What?" I ask as Suna scoots over, guiding my head to lay on his pectoral and draping his arm over my shoulders, his other hand sliding into my hair and gently brushing his fingers through my hair. This was- this is a weird position, but strangely relaxing. I hesitantly wrap my arms around Suna's torso, Kozu lifting up the book we had been reading and flipping to the page we had left on. He begins reading the book out loud, Kuroo gently caressing my hips with his thumbs and Suna running his fingers through my hair. The heat and comfort of the three was definitely a hazardous combo to me- I instantly relax, close my eyes and listen to Kozu's soothing voice as I slowly doze off.

"Lemme get this straight, Tamani and Laurel are plants, fairies or whatever, David and Laurel's parents are regular humans, the realtor trying to buy their house is a troll- who is brainwashing Laurel's mom and trying to kill all the plant people?" Kuroo says as I slowly open my eyes, not even realizing I had passed out. "Talk about spoiling it… I think I'm all caught up now." I mumble, rubbing my eyes as Kuroo lifts his head. "Oh, sorry Kitten- I kinda got into the story, I thought you were asleep." Kuroo says as I stretch my arms out, noticing that Suna was fast asleep. "It's okay, I'll get my revenge- did you know the hospital is the only place you exited without entering it?" I say as I yawn, glancing over my shoulder as Kozu and Kuroo seem confused as Kuroo lifts his head from out of between my legs. "Think- you were born there. It's literally the only place you exited without entering." I say, Kuroo's eyes widening as his jaw goes slack. "Wait, no, no- you entered in your mother's stomach." Kozu protests, making me giggle as I shake my head. "Yes and no- you did not physically or consciously enter the building yourself. Your mother did to deliver you." I say, Kozu's eyebrows furrowing as he purses his lips.

"Another one- how can something be strawberry scented when they don't have a smell?" I ask, Kuroo dropping his back between my legs as Kozu's nose curls into a weird thinking frustrated look. "Fuck, she's right." Suna mumbles as he lazily blinks open his eyes, still half asleep. "Shower thoughts, brought to you by Kimiko Suzuki. Tune in next week for high palindromes, like Tacocat." Arthur says and we all practically jump out of our skin, startled by Arthur's sudden presence. "Fucking hell, gave me a heart attack." I hiss, rubbing a hand over my face as Arthur chuckles, coming over and collapsing on the couch. "Yeah, I figured. Got one more in you?" Arthur says and I hum, shrugging my shoulders. "You don't wash your hands, they wash themselves and you just stand and watch." I say, the trio all groaning in frustration. "I don't think washing my hands will ever be the same." Suna grumbles, rolling over onto his stomach and making me giggle. "That's weird to think about- I don't think I'll be watching anymore." Kozu says as I lightly wiggle my legs, forcing Kuroo to get up. "It's kinda like being the third wheel now." Kuroo says as I hop off of Kozu, jogging to the bathroom and the cabinets.

"Eh, I've heard weirder from her honestly." Arthur says as I come back with a towel and some massage oil- good thing Grams kept a good stock of everything. I walk to Suna and climb onto his back, seeming to catch him off guard as I straddle his ass. "Uh, what are you doing?" Suna asks and I lightly tug his shirt- he lifts his chest up and I pull it up, letting him take it off all the way. "Working my magic." I say as he looks at me over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow at me. "You work all kinds of mysterious magic on me, should I be concerned?" Suna says, making me snort as I shake my head. "No, just lay down, relax and enjoy." I say and he hums softly, grabbing a pillow and tucking it under his chin. "Mmk, just don't put anything in my butt." Suna grumbles, making me laugh as I grab the oil. "That's definitely not on the agenda." I say, feeling him slightly relax under me as I put some oil on my hands. "I'm next!" Arthur chimes and I set the container down, rubbing the oil between my fingers as I look over Suna's back. It was smooth, pale and nicely built- in fact, his muscle was very nicely distributed. I had always noticed that Suna was nicely built, especially for his size- and he was quite agile and flexible.

He was as tall as Kuroo, though Kuroo had more muscle mass and wasn't as flexible. Of course, out of the whole trio I would say Kozu was the most flexible; he wasn't very active, though. Kuroo was the strongest and had the most stamina- Suna was a nice in between. Arthur hooks up his phone to my Grams radio, playing 'high right now'- I press my palms to Suna's back and he sucks in a sharp breath. I immediately get to work, massaging out his muscles and any knots in his back. It was actually kind of surprising how few knots he had, though I noticed there were a few light bruises from our play fight. I work gently in those spots, not wanting to agitate those areas- he must take really good care of himself, making sure to not stress, to exercise and stretch properly. What I did felt like buildup or random- maybe he got them from fights and such? "Ah-" I mumble, feeling a slight displacement in his spine; I set my hands in the proper position, massaging the area. "Mm, in and out." I hum and he sucks in a deep breath, slowly exhaling- I lay my weight into it, feeling it slide into place with a solid pop. Suna lets out a low, satisfied groan that makes me smile as I move on, working on all of his buildup.