First Kiss

Akira grinned widely as she spread her arms out, gesturing to the tall gates of Yume's home. The walls seemed to stretch out around the entire block and one could see the red roof peeking from above them. Kuroo gave out a low whistle.

"Impressive," He smirked and gave Kenma a light pat on the back.

"This is...where she lives?..." Kenma asked nervously. "..You're sure...?..."

"Of course I am! We've had slumber parties here since our first year!" Akira laughed and rang the doorbell. "She doesn't own the property, mind you. This place belongs to her grandparents."

Kenma swallowed the lump in his throat and glanced at Kuroo from the corner of his eye. The taller male seemed to be busy admiring the place. Kenma sighed, wanting to go home.

After a few moments, the wooden gates creaked open to reveal a young man curiously staring at the two high school boys. Akira waved a hand and smiled.

"They're with me. No worries~" She flashed him a peace sign.

The man raised an eyebrow and frowned, but pressed no further and allowed them in. Akira led them to the front door where they removed their shoes, then proceeded inside the house.

"Is Yume around?" Akira asked the man. He nodded and pointed up.

Kenma and Kuroo followed Akira as she brought them upstairs. She stopped in front of a door with a sign that read Kamiya Yume. Knocking twice against the hard wood, they heard light footsteps approach the door and a faint click of a lock.

"Hey Yume! Look who I brought!" Akira gestures towards Kenma and Kuroo with a big smile. "Can we come in?"

Kenma held his breath as he took a good look at his girlfriend. She was still in her pajamas, which meant that she probably just woke up. He was happy to see her, but slightly saddened when he saw the dark circles around her eyes.

Yume, on the other hand, looked startled upon seeing the three of them in front of her. When she noticed Kenma staring, she hurriedly patted down her bedhead and looked away shyly.

"Yeah, I guess..." She shrugged and stepped aside, allowing them in her bedroom.

The group circled around a small table in the middle of the room and took their seats. Akira sat beside Yume on her left side, Kuroo stayed at her right, while Kenma sat across from her.

No one said anything, so they just sat in complete silence.

"....."

Kuroo cleared his throat and glanced at Akira, who looked at him with a light shrug. They both looked towards Kenma who was anxiously fiddling with his phone.

"Umm... Do you guys want some tea ot something?" Yume asked quietly, avoiding eye contact with the boys.

Kuroo nodded. "Sure, I'll have some. Kenma?" He looked towards the pudding head. Kenma shrugged. "Kenma will have some too. Thanks."

Yume gave a small smile and left the room to get the drinks. By the time the door closed shut, Kuroo turned to Kenma and gently nudged him.

"Oi. Kenma. Why didn't you give her the flowers?" He asked him with a slight pout. "Where are they anyway?"

"In my bag." Kenma sighed. "I don't want people staring at me in the streets."

Akira giggled. "Well you're going to have to give them to her or else they'll start to wilt in that bag of yours." She told him matter-of-factly.

Kenma knew she had a point but it was still embarrassing. By the time Yume came back with the tray of drinks, Kuroo and Akira excused themselves to the bathroom to wash their hands.

"Wait. Both of you?" Yume blinked, astonished.

"Yes." The mischievous duo replied almost immediately and closed the door behind them.

Yume sweatdropped, unsure of how to assess the situation. "They weren't going to do anything weird, were they? Akira, maybe. But for Kuroo, who knows." She sighed and looked down at her hands.

Five minutes passed... Eight minutes... Then thirteen minutes...

"They're not coming back from the bathroom any time soon, are they?" She finally spoke after a long awkward silence. Kenma nodded, a faint blush on his cheeks. "Those jerks..." The irritation in her tone made him frown. Did she not like being alone with him anymore? His heart began to ache at the thought. He didn't want to lose her. Especially not this way, not because of his stupid jealousy.

Recalling his earlier conversation with Akira and Kuroo, he unzipped his backpack and pulled out a small bouquet of sunflowers. "Hm?" Yume perked up after catching a glimpse of the yellow colored flowers. Kenma held them out to her, looking away to the side.

"You got me flowers?" She gasped and took the bouquet.

Kenma watched her hug the bouquet to her chest. She looked happy.

".......Kuro.......He said that guys should give girls flowers to make them feel better......" He explained, his eyes never leaving her. "I'm...sorry..."

When the words left his lips, Yume seemed surprised. "You're sorry??" She repeated. The confusion on her face was something he quickly noted, and Kenma gradually started to panic again.

"D...Did I say something weird?" He paled, eyes wide.

"Erm... Yeah, sort of? I mean why would you be sorry? I don't get it. Did you do something wrong?" She began asking questions one after the other.

The two of them just sat there staring at each other and looking stunned. Kenma could feel his palms sweating. This wasn't part of the simulation that he and Kuroo practiced yesterday.

"I... Weren't you mad at me for ignoring you?" Kenma itched his cheek, no longer sure what to say to her. Was he wrong this whole time?

"I-I thought you were mad at me! That's why I've been ignoring your calls! I thought you were gonna--" She cut off the sentence and immediately became sad.

"Yume...?" Kenma reached out and waved his hand in front of her face.

When she looked at him, there were unshed tears in her eyes, and Kenma's heart broke right then and there.

"I... I thought y-you were going t-t-to break up with me a-and *sniff* I j-just wasn't ready for i-it yet..." Yume blurted out her feelings and started to cry.

"Yume?" Kenma whispered her name as he reached out. What should he do? He had never been put in this kind of situation before.

What would Kuroo do??

Resorting to doing what Kuroo might have suggested he do in this particular situation, Kenma leaned across the round table, grabbed the sobbing girl by both her shoulders, squeezed his eyes shut tight............................and kissed her.