The after math

"Tsukki! Are you even listening to me?!", Yamaguchi waved his hand in front of Tsukki's face.

Startled, Tsukki was out of his thoughts. After that day, his life went back to normal. But instead of being happy about it, he was rather disappointed. Demon or not, having someone that looked like Kuroo around made Tsukki very happy. Since the actual one lives all the way in Tokyo, the chances of getting to see him are extremely rare. Also, Tsukki being the tsundere he is, will never go up to Kuroo to strike up a conversation on his own. Every night he wished 'Kuroo' will show up but he never did. All this was frustrating Tsukki, but he can't just talk about this to anyone. Therefore, he was saltier during practices and in general.

"What is it, Yamaguchi?"

"I said we have to go early to practice because Nekoma is coming today.", Yamaguchi said.

"Ok, fine. Wait, WHAT?!"

"Yes, do you not remember. The coach said it yesterday. Where is your head nowadays Tsukki?", Yamaguchi shook his head.

Tsukki was having a panic attack just hearing that. His brain which was loud just until now hushed down in a millisecond. If Nekoma is coming then being the captain Kuroo is definitely going to be there. After what's happened Tsukki didn't know how to face him. Kuroo will eventually come to tease Tsukki at some point during the practice. Tsukki was having a meltdown just thinking about it.

After class, Yamaguchi and Tsukki were waking over to the court. Tsukki's heart started pounding extra hard when he saw Nekoma's bus parked on the ground. He could already hear Hinata and Inuoka making a ruckus from inside the court. He walked in with his head down, awaiting the usual 'oya' that comes from Kuroo. But surprisingly, it didn't. He slowly lifted his head and looked around. The whole Nekoma team and both the coaches were there, except for the one he anticipated seeing. He felt a small pull in his chest, but masked it well and didn't show it on his face. He returned after changing into his gym clothes, still, Kuroo was nowhere to be seen. He went on to do his warmups.

He was in the middle of his stretches when he felt an arm on his shoulder.

"Pull your shoulder back a bit, Tsukki-kun.", a low voice sounded from the back.

Recognizing the sound Tsukki whipped around, almost startling the one holding him. Kuroo Tetsuro. Tsukki had to put in extra muscle control to not jump up and hug the man. Seeing him smirk like an idiot, made Tsukki almost lose his cool, but he somehow kept a straight face.

"Kuroo-san, where were you till now?", while Tsukki was too concentrated on keeping his face in check, he forgot to filter his thoughts before saying it. But after saying it loud he lost his cool and control over his face. He began to shift colors to a slight pink hue.

Hearing this Kuroo was fumbled too. He was expecting his hand to be shoved off with a salty-shima throwing shade at him. So he was left speechless, just staring at Tsukki with 'eh?' written on his face.

"Eh?! Tsukishima-kun, did you miss him?", to make things more complicated, Tanaka and Nishinoya overheard him and walked over to them. Yamamoto joined and they started brawling, in short everyone got to know what Tsukki said. Kuroo didn't say anything after that, everyone just went on to practice. But Tsukki felt like disappearing.

During the whole practice session, Tsukki felt like Kuroo was trying to avoid him after that. Tsukki was so bothered about it that he ended up making silly mistakes and kept getting yelled at.

Halfway through Ukai-san pulled him out of the game and asked him, "Tsukishima, are you not well? Do you wanna sit down for a while?"

Tsukki looked over to the other side of the court, even now Kuroo was not even looking his way.

"Can I go home?", Tsukki asked.

Ukai-san looked shocked but still said, "Ok, fine. Your head doesn't seem to be in the game at all today, that's so unlike you. Go rest up. Do you want to take Yamaguchi with you?"

"No, it's fine. Thank you."

He quietly went out of the court. On the way out he looked back once again. Still, Kuroo didn't even notice. Tsukki felt his heart dropping so he just turned around and left.

Once he was out the door, Kuroo looked over to where Tsukki had left with an undetectable look on his face.

After Tsukki left, the match on normally. At the end of the practice, Ukai-san announced, "Ok listen up. The next week Nekoma team will be staying over at Miyagi for a week for practice and you guys have to accommodate one member each at your home. We will let your parents know. You guys can decide among yourself about who will stay with who."

"Kenma, you wanna stay with me?", Hinata asked all excited.

"Sure. Ah, Kuroo where will you be staying?", Kenma asked.

"Don't worry about me. I will take care of it. OY! Yamamoto stop fighting with the crows!", he left to stop Yamamoto and Tanaka from fighting.

Oblivious to all of this, Tsukki reached home absent-mindedly. After freshening up he just laid in his bed replaying what happened. The look on Kuroo's face when Tsukki asked him that, didn't seem to be going away from his mind.

"Why do I feel like Kuroo-san looked disgusted? Is it just my imagination? He didn't even care to look at me the whole time, even when I was leaving. Maybe, he was weirded out by it. Why did I even say that? What the fuck was I even thinking?!", Tsukki just rolled around holding Kuroo's jersey that he stole during the previous training camp.

"Wait, if he looked like that does it mean that he will hate me if I ever confess to him?", Tsukki's heart ached just at the thought of it.

"Why am I even surprised? Isn't that obvious?", he mumbled as a tear drop rolled down from the side of his eyes. He couldn't keep it inside after that thought. He held on to that jersey and sobbed into it. After a good while, he calmed down a bit.

"I wanna see him.", he softly mumbled.

"Um…Demon-san, are you here?", he felt stupid for doing such nonsense. But he was desperate to see him. But even after he called for a while 'Kuroo' didn't come.

"He said I summoned him the first time because I jerked off to him. What if maybe I try that?"

He slid his hand into his drawers and started to jerk off. But even after doing all the things he usually did he wasn't feeling unsatisfied. He hesitantly moved his fingers even further into his drawers and pressed the tiny hole. It felt very dry to just use his hands so he licked his fingers and got it nice and wet. He proceeded to do what 'Kuroo' did to him that day. He slowly pried one finger into himself, it felt a little uncomfortable at first. He slid off his drawers completely to be able to reach properly. He gradually inserted another finger. He was feeling good, but he was unable to find 'that' spot. He tried to remember where it was and after feeling around for a while, he found it. "Ngh!", he flinched.

He clutched onto that jersey with one hand and pleasured himself with the other. That sweaty musk from the jersey wasn't gone even after these many months. He imagined Kuroo's fingers being inside him and suddenly he couldn't contain himself.

"Kuroo-san!!", he moaned as his body shivered and his milky long legs quivered as jizz poured all over his thighs.

Even before he could catch his breath, a voice came from the corner of the room, "Yes."

It was 'Kuroo'.