Kuroo leads you to the parking lot behind the gym. There were only a few busses back there for the other schools and a few coach's cars. The world felt so still, nothing but distant sound of the cars on the main street beyond the fence and frogs singing the night away. The night was so cool compared to the hot day you both experienced, refreshing your senses. It was here in this parking lot that he was proud to introduce you to his pride and joy.

    "Say hello to: the van." Kuroo presented this beat-up brown van to you like it was the prized jewel. You just couldn't hold back your laughter.

      "It's not just any van? It is the van." You agreed, it looks like it has been through it. The front bumper was threatening to come off, brown paint was chipped off on the hood which exposed a large sunspot, and there was a giant scratch on the side of the passenger side doors. "What did you guys do to it? Put it through a blender?"

      "No! Of course not. My dad has had this van since I was born." Kuroo unlocked the doors manually and opened up the passenger door for you.

     "I never pegged you as the sentimental type." You rose a suggestive eyebrow. Playing with him felt so easy and necessary to keep your mind off all the other things you were worried about.

     "You've never pegged me at all." Kuroo tilted his head. You looked as if your ears were going to burn at the suggestion. Kuroo just laughed, breaking character rather quickly to pat you on the back, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. It was just too easy. C'mon, I'll give you a quick tour."

     Kuroo opened the passenger door for you and you got in. It smelled like him, so warm, vanilla and cinnamon. He showed you the incredible coffee stains on the driver's seat probably from his dad and some volleyball equipment that had been laying in the back for years, only moved to pick up friends. He happily started driving away.

     "Hmm.." He humed, thinking for a second. "I know." It looked as if a lightbulb went off in his head, Kuroo mindlessly rested his hand behind your seat to help in looking back over his shoulder as he reversed out of his parking spot.

      It wasn't until he pulled away from the school that you started getting nervous. If you went somewhere crowded and got spotted by someone, it was over. And you'd be pulling the police chiefs son into this. Yes, you could get yourself into serious trouble again. Part of you wanted to continue whatever this was with Kuroo, but the other half of you knew if you continued it was going to get extra hard to lie about not having been at Nekoma last year, not being Doom's groupie, and overall not being safe for him to stay close to outside of volleyball. It wasn't smart, it was selfish to continue.

      "Where are we going?" You asked, curiously.

     "I'm showing you Tokyo, duh." He knocked your forehead before returning his hand back to the steering wheel. You drove through so many suburban streets, all the while jamming to some of your favorite tunes. Although you didn't have the exact same music taste, you both enjoyed expanding and listening to each others favorites. Some laughably bad and some really fun and beautiful. You whipped the top visor down to settle your energy and a picture fell out.

     "Oh my god, who is this?" You asked, your heart-melting looking at an all too familiar bed head on a much smaller body in a pair of onesie pajamas and a band-aid on his cheek holding up a thumbs up. He couldn't be more than 6 years old, absolutely adorable.

     "Give me that." Kuroo said, his hand reaching over to try and pry the picture out of your hand, but you turned your back to him and hunched over the picture to take a picture.

    "No, I think I want to keep it, actually." You said, taking a picture of it with your phone.

    "No! Stop! Ugh... my dad's got photos of me like that everywhere. He's impossible." He facepalmed.

    "I think you're adorable. If I was him I would do the same thing." You said, holding your chest out of love.

     "I can send you plenty of current pictures if you want to ogle at me all day." Kuroo said, trying to be sly but your heart was too invested in the photo. He chuckled to himself looking at you.

     "No, thanks. I like baby Tetsurou, he's much cuter." You teased and he scoffed, "What were you like at this age?" You asked, readjusting yourself in the springy seat.

    "Eh? Why do you want to know that?" He asked.

     "Because I'd like to get to know you." You said, smiling. Then realizing the volume of your words you quickly threw in a: "We're friends, right?"

     "Right... I mean it's like I hardly remember. well my dad said I was pretty shy. Like, I wouldn't introduce myself to anyone shy. He likes to say I was more clever and more of a prankster than he'd liked but it was easier than he thought to take me anywhere since I was too shy. He thinks it was because mom died that I started to get that quiet, but I'm really not sure. But I'm fine now. " He shrugged, it was hard to believe that the little boy who was smiling so brightly in this photo was that shy.

      Your attention was brought back to reality with the pop of the emergency break and the car coming to a jolting halt. You looked up and saw that it was dark outside and the car was facing a grassy side of a hill.

     "Um— where are we?" You asked, suddenly a little on edge that you hadn't just agreed to be kidnapped without telling anyone. Note to self to do that now that you care about yourself.

     "Turn around." Kuroo smiled cockily.

      You turned around and saw lights. Breathtaking lights. The back window didn't have enough space to show it all to you. Without saying a word you opened the passenger door and ran out. There were only a few feet between the car and the edge of this cliff. But before you could walk right off it you walked into Kuroo's arm.

     "Whoa, slow down." He laughed at your urgency. He was going to take his arm back but you grabbed it and squeezed his sleeve in your fist. He softened and didn't move his hand from your grip. Only adjusting to stand behind you, his chest taking place as your backboard. Why does this feel so natural? You sighed in relief looking across the breathtaking city.

       "Where are we?" You asked quietly. He almost didn't hear you over the wind from so high up you were.

      "Tokyo." Kuroo said nonchalantly. You elbowed him.

      "Duh, idiot. I meant: where did you take me?" You looked around you. You weren't that far away. It was dead end in a hill in the suburbs. This was too far away and out of your old crews turf, you were safe here. This was perfect.

     "Just up where a bunch of rich people live." He said, finally being able to take his hand back, "Not as many stars as Miyagi... but we still have a lot of light."

      "That's for sure. It's beautiful. You can see the whole city from here. You're so lucky you actually got to grow up out here. As a kid living so close to the city I'm sure you never get bored." Your voice was suddenly filled with so much hope and admiration.

      "I don't know about never. But I guess I always have places to go during study breaks and after volleyball practice." Kuroo said, "This is one of my favorite spots though. I found it two years ago just running around and trying to clear my head."

      You didn't say anything after that. And he let you. You stayed looking over the city. It sent goosebumps down your spine to look. You tried to imagine your life had your family stayed here.

      "What're you thinking about?" Kuroo asked, having to find an excuse to continue to look at your face.

      "Oh— Nothing, really." You told him, he bent down to make sure you saw his look of suspicion.

      "I know you have more going on in your head than just Shrimpy trying to beat your setters ass. You got more shit." He moved from behind you to standing next to you. He can't keep touching you, it's making him lose his sanity.

       "Yeah? I guess I warned you from the beginning I'm troubled." You sighed, "But we're always talking about me. Can't we talk about you?"

      "Nope, sorry. I've lost interest in any topic that isn't you." He said, not being able to catch his words before they leave, his internal panic not being visible as he continues his flirtatious words. Only gaining more confidence in the pink that flew across your cheek. He was going to beat the friend zones ass.

      You were quiet for a second. Trying to figure out what to say to him to get him off the subject without suspicion. You were really thinking about if you could pull off continuing to be friends with him. You were thinking about when Doom was going to come and take you back without your choice, would you need to keep moving around Japan? Had you fucked up so royally that you'll never have a place to call home anymore?

      "Does it have anything to do with your conversation with Fukunaga this morning?" Kuroo asked, not being able to hold back his burning curiosity any more. You were the most confusing girl he'd ever met. Making moves, then friend zoning him, then having deep discussions, right as he thinks he'll figure it out you reject him in front of his friends. They roasted him all day for that, it was the first time Kuroo had ever been rejected by a girl so publicly before and they wouldn't let up. He already asked Fukunaga what it was about, and his only response was that it was your business.

       "No. That was just clearing some things up." You said and it hurt him again. He knew he cant demand you to tell him, you aren't dating or even best friends.

      "Oh. I didn't know you guys knew each other."

     You stopped yourself before exposing too much of your past to him. It wasn't like you didn't want to... except you really didn't want to. Nobody really knew what happened in full. Not your side at least. And you didn't know how it was going to sound coming out of your mouth. And the way he looks at you, you didn't want to shatter the idea of you he had in his head. The girl he imagined you were had to be so much better than who you were. And you weren't ready for that heartbreak, not yet.

    "Not that well. He just knows my ex." You said vaguely. You felt bad, he deserves a better explanation. He's going to find out sooner or later.

     "He does?" Kuroo's question expectantly prodded you. You really had already said too much.

     "Yeah. Just was interested in how he was doing is all." You said quickly trying to cover up your loose lips.

     "No, it's something else. Why would you be interested in knowing how that dipshit was, after the way he treated you." Kuroo narrowed his eyes.

     "Oh so you're smart, huh." You sighed, picking at your face to ease your nerves.

      "Second in my year, but who's keeping track?" Kuroo smiled, glad the opportunity to present his more appealing qualities came up.

      "God, really? Why do you have to keep doing that?" You turned to him now with a surprised face. He was so cool and comfortable, he never gave off the kind of vibes the top 3 in your year gave. He just kept getting more perfect. He needs to start showing red flags soon.

      "What do you mean 'really?' Don't act so surprised." Kuroo acted offended.

       "Don't be angry with me when I'm angry with you!" You yelled, crossing your arms and turning your face away. I mean come on, this guy was perfect. Handsome, smart, funny, athletic, and kind it was horrific.

      "What? What did I do?" He asked, "It's not my fault I'm perfect."

       "Oh, come on. It is your fault and it's disgusting how perfect you are, I mean come on! And you have the audacity to say you haven't dated anyone. Why wouldn't you date someone? 'Cause I know it's not for lack of options, and you're going to say some bullshit excuse that's like 'I just never had time' or 'I was waiting for the right girl' yeah, right there are plenty of perfect girls or I swear to god— if you say 'nobodys ever wanted me.' Give me a break."

       "Wait you're really upset about this?"

       "Im not done! I know you've had every single girl at Nekoma wrapped around your finger, even if they're not vocal about it if you asked out anyone they would say yes." You ranted, finding it so unbelievable now that there was a person like this.

      "What are you talking about? I told you the truth I haven't—" Kuroo started but you were on a rampage now.

     "Tell me right now: how many chocolates you got on Valentines this year." You looked him straight in the eyes. You watched his panic ensue and you knew you had him.

       "I—I don't know." He blurted out, not wanting to lie but now kicking himself in the butt for sounding like an even bigger asshole.

       "And there we have it folks," you announced to the view of the city in front of you, "Kuroo Tetsurou has admitted his defeat. We got him. We found his flaw of being oblivious to the hundreds of girls falling at his feet. I bet it's been hard keeping track of how many girls ask you to be their boyfriend too, huh?"

        "There's been 4 girls who asked me that this year." Kuroo decided to be candid, "They're just attracted to the way I look or my class rank or something like that. I don't like letting them down, but sometimes it gets annoying. This one time a girl just ran up and kissed me after I told her I wasn't interested and she still doesn't know it was my first kiss. So I'm not oblivious and it's not like it happens every day or every month even it just makes me uncomfortable when it does happen. I want to treat someone right just... I want it to happen naturally."

       "That makes sense. Man, life for attractive people sucks too." You joked and it made him break into a smile. That smile really is addictive when it's one you've caused. This was definitely a sore spot for him though. You may have gone too far, "That's what everyone wants. A love that happens naturally and comes out of nowhere?" Kuroo just nodded in response. You continued, "I don't know how you do it. I hate rejecting people, and if someone stole my first kiss like that, I'd be pissed."

       "I guess I got it out of the way though. Kissing is much better once you get past that first one." He shrugged, "What was your first kiss like?"

      "Oh, um. It was with my ex, and it wasn't anything crazy romantic. I just went over to his place to hang out with friends and the first thing he did was kiss me." You said, "It wasn't his first, though. I just told myself I wanted to do it, so I put myself in the situation to get him to kiss me."

      "I guess we both have some pretty mediocre first kisses then. Nothing too romantic." Kuroo said, and you shrugged. He noticed the goosebumps on your arm he almost made the move to pull you closer but stopped himself. Don't weird her out. He instead decided to walk back to his car to grab a blanket for you.

        When he came back and gently placed the blanket on your shoulders you jumped lightly. He soothed over your shoulders with his large hands and placed his chin on your head. The two of you stayed there for a second. Just enjoying each others company.

       "You know," you broke the silence, "I don't think a first kiss matters as much. People make such a big deal out of it but the only first kiss that should matter is the first kiss you have with the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with. I wonder if people can tell that kind of thing."

        "I'd have to say I agree with you, little pipsqueak." Kuroo smiled. He wanted so badly to wrap his arms around you but knew he shouldn't make things weird. That would be too couple-like.

        "You gotta stop calling me that." You rolled your eyes then stared forward.

       "Doesn't matter, it's just what you are. Nothings cuter than watching you rant and get angry, even if it is about wanting me to date other women. You just look more like a cute little pipsqueak, not really (Y/N)." He smirked and patted your head, he loved how annoyed you looked with the new nickname. You looked so cute.

      "Yeah, well anytime. If you ever need a peptalk let me know." You pouted and pulled the blanket closer to yourself. What he said actually warmed your heart a little. Something about tonight felt so warm, so right. Every time he was with you it just made sense. The stars, the skyline above made this feel so much more romantic than you expected.

      "Alright enough about me being single for too long. What about you, huh? You get boyfriend proposals every other day at Karasuno?" Kuroo asked, reeling the subject back to where his mind had gone.

       "Nope, just you." You winked.

       "I just tried to steal a kiss, I didn't ask you to commit to anything. You must be hearing things." He rolled his eyes in embarrassment and kicked a rock remembering his epic rejection in the nurses office.

       "I'm teasing you come on, I know you wouldn't." You said, it pained Kuroo to hear you say it like that. Like you knew he didn't want you in that way. When it wasn't true.

       "Well don't rule it out completely!" Kuroo whined, feeling misunderstood.

       "Very funny." You let out an airy laugh, then continued on, "No guy at Karasuno has ever been seriously interested in me. I think. Kinoshita said guys at school do like me, but nobody's had the guts to ask me out or anything. I think. But to be fair I haven't really given anyone the time to figure out if they like me since it's only been a couple months since I've been at the school. As far as I'm concerned if they do like me it's just because I'm the new girl they haven't seen before or something dumb like that. And even if they did like me seriously, I'd be weirded out because my immediate reaction is 'what the hell is wrong with you?' Because I'm not really special like you are."

"The new girl?"