Bokuto rolled over in bed, sighing. He'd woken up at least half an hour ago and just didn't want to move. 

"Guess who broke into your house again?!" 

Bokuto groaned. "I don't want it if you can't suck my dick!" 

Kuroo plopped on the bed. "No thank you I already gave someone head today. But you need to get up so we can head to work." 

"Oh, gross!" Bokuto pushed him off. He threw a pillow at him next, frustrated. This morning had been so peaceful. 

"Oh chill out. You feeling okay?" 

"Yeah, why?"

"I dunno. Ever since you came back from Akaashi's place you've seemed really upset and down in the dumps." Kuroo got back on the bed. "What's going on?" 

"I'm just worried is all. Kashi is so important to me. He chose the douchebag who beats him up though and I don't know what to do." 

"There's nothing you can do. He's blind from the way he's been treated." Kuroo sighed. He picked up Bokuto's phone. "Can I answer this?" 

"Yeah go ahead." Bokuto got up, grabbing clothes to change into. 

"Hello! Who is this?" Kuroo paused, listening. The smile dropped from his face. "Oh no, this isn't him. Here you go." 

Bokuto gave Kuroo a skeptical look as his phone was shoved at him. "Hello?" 

"Is this Bokuto Kotarou?" 

"Yes ma'am, it is? Who's asking?" He grabbed a belt, putting it over his shoulder. 

"This is Saint Luke's International Hospital. We have on file that you are an emergency contact for Akaashi Keiji?" 

"That's correct. Is he alright?" 

"He's currently in surgery for an accidental port extraction and head trauma." 

Bokuto stared at his closet. "Head trauma?" 

"Yes sir. He seemed to be in some sort of fight before being admitted into the hospital."

"Thank you so much for telling me, I'll be there soon." Bokuto hung up and quickly dressed. "You have to work on your today man, sorry. I need to get to Tokyo." 

Kuroo stood. "Tokyo?! Now?!" 

"Akaashi's port was taken out 'on accident' and he got his head hurt. Something's going on right now and I know Ren isn't going to be there. Oda needs to be watched too." 

Kuroo sighed. "Guess I'm skipping work today. Text me the address of this place." 

Bokuto grabbed his bag, double-checking it. He had everything he needed. "In a sec. I need to find out where Oda is." 

Kuroo nodded, heading to the driveway. Bokuto called a few of Akaashi's friends in the area until he got to Kiyoko, who he didn't know all that well. She told him that her fiance had Oda and was playing with him, which was good. Bokuto was put at ease and hurried to his car, heading down the road for the two-hour journey. 

****

Kuroo looked over Bokuto, waiting for a reaction. "Hey, hey… You okay?" 

Bokuto stared at the glass in front of him. "He put him in the ICU. The fucking ICU." 

"We don't know that." 

"Who else Kuroo?! His six-year-old?!" 

Kuroo sighed. "I just don't like to assume. But that's reasonable." 

Bokuto turned away from the window. "He has bruises around his neck." He turned to the door, walking out. 

"Where are you going?!" 

"To wherever Ren is." 

Kuroo ran after him, worried. "Look, you're mad. I get it. But you shouldn't be going and fighting him." 

"I'm not going to fight him." 

"Then what are you doing?" 

"Plotting a fucking murder." Bokuto rushed out. 

Kuroo ran after him again, reaching to grab him. "Bokuto! Bokuto! Dude this isn't a good idea!" 

Bokuto turned, glaring. "What if Kenma was going through cancer treatment and beat so bad he was in the ICU by someone else?" 

Kuroo stopped in place. "Go ahead." 

Bokuto got in his car, calling Kiyoko for help on where Ren was. Kuroo walked back into the hospital where he watched Akaashi's steady breathing. 

****

Bokuto got out of his car, hurrying to the door of the home he was told to go to. Kiyoko walked out, holding Oda. "Sorry to cause you any stress." 

"It's okay." Bokuto took Oda carefully. Oda huddled into his neck, smiling. 

"Bo!" 

"I'm here buddy." Bokuto kissed his hair. "Thank you so much for keeping him safe." 

"Of course. Is everything okay?" 

"Oda, go get in the car buddy." Bokuto sighed. Oda ran off. "Keiji is in the ICU. Ren tore out his port and strangled him." 

"Oh my…" Hiroko glanced behind her as Tanaka walked out of the house. 

"Here, he gave me a key to the apartment to bring him back tomorrow." Tanaka handed over the keys. "Tell us if anything happens." 

Bokuto nodded. "Of course." He hurried back to the car. 

"Hi, Bo!" 

"Hey, little guy. I have a super cool idea." 

Oda wiggled in his car seat. "I have tons of ideas!" 

"How would you like to come live with Bo? Daddy would be there too when he's not so sick." Bokuto pulled out of the driveway. "And Kuroo would watch you if I visited Daddy." 

"What about Dad?" 

"I don't think Dad will be around too much. Sorry, buddy." 

"YAY!"

"Yay?" 

"He hits Daddy. Men who hit aren't shit." 

"Woah! No cussing." 

Oda giggled. 

Bokuto chuckled. "It's okay. I'm taking you to Kuroo." 

****

Kuroo smiled, taking Oda. "Oh goodness, you've grown." 

Oda clung to him. "Where is my daddy?" 

"He is sleeping. We are going to the park." 

"The park?!" 

"Mhmm!" Kuroo glanced at Bokuto, worried. No bruises or blood. But he knew there might be bruises on him later. Ren wasn't safe if Bokuto was in Tokyo.