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As Nekoma manager, you were expected to go to team bonding events, even if you were the only girl. Not that you had any complaints. You were close with everyone on the team, so it was one of your favorite things about volleyball season. A few days ago, Yamamoto suggested laser tag, and that was where you were going right now. Waltzing down the sidewalk, you glance around at the buildings and shops lining the streets. It was a really nice day today. A few clouds dotted the blue sky. A breeze cooled the air to a nice temperature as it ruffled your hair.

"(Y/N)!" You hear a shout behind you. Before you even have the time to turn around, an arm is slung around your shoulder and none other than Kuroo Testurou is at your side. He matches your pace almost immediately. Even after sprinting down the street, there were no signs of him being out of breath. He grins down at you.

"Hi, Kuroo," you smile. You were a street or two away from the laser tag place by now.

"Ready to lose in laser tag?" Kuroo teases, nudging you. You roll your eyes playfully at this.

"Yeah, right. You're going down, bedhead," you glare with a smirk. He pulls his arm off of your shoulder, and brings it to his chest. Faux shock and betrayal is expressed clearly.

"I'm hurt, (Y/N). I thought we were friends."

"Not once we get those guns. No mercy once that happens," you joke.

*~*~*

Clipping on your laser tag jacket, you grin giddily. The team chats excitedly. Of course some smack talk was going down. What kind of laser tag game would it be if there weren't?

"You sure you want no mercy?" Kuroo whispers, motioning to his jacket and gun with a smirk. You nod, shit eating grin in place. The buzzer sounds, telling the teams to take place. Kuroo heads in one direction, and you head in the other. This was going to be fun. You quickly find a good sniping area, scanning the arena for people surrounding you. The game starts. You quickly take out Lev, who was wandering in the middle of the arena, not sure what to do. Hearing footsteps behind you, you turn and shoot Yaku before dashing away.

Keeping your back to the wall, you try to keep yourself out of sight. Shooting a few members of the other team, you wind up finding yourself in a dead end. You curse to yourself quietly. You stalk silently back to the direction you came from. You try and listen for signs of anyone sneaking up on you, but Yamamoto's loud laughter and Yaku yelling at Lev cover any other possible sounds. You try to keep silent, but holding your laughter back was getting harder by the second.

"I'M ON YOUR TEAM! WHY WOULD YOU SHOOT ME?"

"I DON'T KNOW! YOU SCARED ME!" Lev cries. You snort at this. That definitely sounded like Lev. You could already picture him yelping when he heard someone behind him before shooting them without looking. Suddenly, you're shoved into a corner. Your eyebrows furrow at this in anger, looking up at your attacker.

"You ass! Don't shove m- Kuroo..." you whisper, not to give away your spot to anyone else. Kuroo stands in front of you, smirking in all his glory. His arm boxes you in the corner, the other grasping his gun. You pretend you don't notice his hair brushing against your forehead. Your breath is caught in your throat as you feel his fan across your face. You can feel your heart beating so quickly and so loudly, you wonder if he can hear it too.

"Nervous?" he teases with a raised eyebrow, as if he really did hear your heart beating. You are, and he knows it. You'd never admit it though. You have a reputation to keep. Glaring slightly, you tilt your head up in defiance. Your heart skips a beat when you accidentally brush your nose against his. Why was he so close?

"Why would I be nervous?" you ask, almost challenging him to up the ante. He only smirks at your response. He doesn't move or say anything. He catlike eyes glower into yours. You almost forget you have your gun in your right hand. Your hands are so sweaty from anxiety, it nearly slips from your grip.

You're so focused on masking your embarrassment and nervousness, you don't notice him inching closer. His lips rest themselves on yours softly, gradually adding more pressure. The arm boxing you in moves to gently rest on your waist. Your eyes remain wide as saucer. You don't dare to move because if you do, maybe it'll all disappear and you wake up.

Kuroo was an amazing kisser, despite being a huge nerd. He was gentler than you would have expected, treating you as if you'd melt away if he pushed too hard. Your stomach erupts with butterflies when you take note of this. His lips were soft too... He pulls away all to quickly. His eyes remain closed for a few seconds before looking into your eyes. You were in complete shock. Hopefully he didn't take your lack of reciprocating the wrong way. Your eyes move to meet his, searching them for a moment. They seemed to glow in the dark. He smirks a dangerous smirk, which could only mean he was up to no good.

Without breaking his gaze, he raises his gun and shoots you. Your vest breaks the silence with a beep, alarming you that you've been shot. Your expression melts into one of anger and betrayal. Kuroo chuckles at your realization, beginning to back away slowly.

"Oh, you son of a-" You raise your gun quickly, ready to chase him down. His eyes widen in fear, turning and sprinting away. He was a dead man walking. You were going to return the favor. Kiss and all.

Description
As Nekoma manager, you were expected to go to team bonding events, even if you were the only girl. Not that you had any complaints. You were close with everyone on the team, so it was one of your favorite things about volleyball season. A few days ago, Yamamoto suggested laser tag, and that was where you were going right now. Waltzing down the sidewalk, you glance around at the buildings and shops lining the streets. It was a really nice day today. A few clouds dotted the blue sky. A breeze cooled the air to a nice temperature as it ruffled your hair.

"(Y/N)!" You hear a shout behind you. Before you even have the time to turn around, an arm is slung around your shoulder and none other than Kuroo Testurou is at your side. He matches your pace almost immediately. Even after sprinting down the street, there were no signs of him being out of breath. He grins down at you.

"Hi, Kuroo," you smile. You were a street or two away from the laser tag place by now.

"Ready to lose in laser tag?" Kuroo teases, nudging you. You roll your eyes playfully at this.

"Yeah, right. You're going down, bedhead," you glare with a smirk. He pulls his arm off of your shoulder, and brings it to his chest. Faux shock and betrayal is expressed clearly.

"I'm hurt, (Y/N). I thought we were friends."

"Not once we get those guns. No mercy once that happens," you joke.

*~*~*

Clipping on your laser tag jacket, you grin giddily. The team chats excitedly. Of course some smack talk was going down. What kind of laser tag game would it be if there weren't?

"You sure you want no mercy?" Kuroo whispers, motioning to his jacket and gun with a smirk. You nod, shit eating grin in place. The buzzer sounds, telling the teams to take place. Kuroo heads in one direction, and you head in the other. This was going to be fun. You quickly find a good sniping area, scanning the arena for people surrounding you. The game starts. You quickly take out Lev, who was wandering in the middle of the arena, not sure what to do. Hearing footsteps behind you, you turn and shoot Yaku before dashing away.

Keeping your back to the wall, you try to keep yourself out of sight. Shooting a few members of the other team, you wind up finding yourself in a dead end. You curse to yourself quietly. You stalk silently back to the direction you came from. You try and listen for signs of anyone sneaking up on you, but Yamamoto's loud laughter and Yaku yelling at Lev cover any other possible sounds. You try to keep silent, but holding your laughter back was getting harder by the second.

"I'M ON YOUR TEAM! WHY WOULD YOU SHOOT ME?"

"I DON'T KNOW! YOU SCARED ME!" Lev cries. You snort at this. That definitely sounded like Lev. You could already picture him yelping when he heard someone behind him before shooting them without looking. Suddenly, you're shoved into a corner. Your eyebrows furrow at this in anger, looking up at your attacker.

"You ass! Don't shove m- Kuroo..." you whisper, not to give away your spot to anyone else. Kuroo stands in front of you, smirking in all his glory. His arm boxes you in the corner, the other grasping his gun. You pretend you don't notice his hair brushing against your forehead. Your breath is caught in your throat as you feel his fan across your face. You can feel your heart beating so quickly and so loudly, you wonder if he can hear it too.

"Nervous?" he teases with a raised eyebrow, as if he really did hear your heart beating. You are, and he knows it. You'd never admit it though. You have a reputation to keep. Glaring slightly, you tilt your head up in defiance. Your heart skips a beat when you accidentally brush your nose against his. Why was he so close?

"Why would I be nervous?" you ask, almost challenging him to up the ante. He only smirks at your response. He doesn't move or say anything. He catlike eyes glower into yours. You almost forget you have your gun in your right hand. Your hands are so sweaty from anxiety, it nearly slips from your grip.

You're so focused on masking your embarrassment and nervousness, you don't notice him inching closer. His lips rest themselves on yours softly, gradually adding more pressure. The arm boxing you in moves to gently rest on your waist. Your eyes remain wide as saucer. You don't dare to move because if you do, maybe it'll all disappear and you wake up.

Kuroo was an amazing kisser, despite being a huge nerd. He was gentler than you would have expected, treating you as if you'd melt away if he pushed too hard. Your stomach erupts with butterflies when you take note of this. His lips were soft too... He pulls away all to quickly. His eyes remain closed for a few seconds before looking into your eyes. You were in complete shock. Hopefully he didn't take your lack of reciprocating the wrong way. Your eyes move to meet his, searching them for a moment. They seemed to glow in the dark. He smirks a dangerous smirk, which could only mean he was up to no good.

Without breaking his gaze, he raises his gun and shoots you. Your vest breaks the silence with a beep, alarming you that you've been shot. Your expression melts into one of anger and betrayal. Kuroo chuckles at your realization, beginning to back away slowly.

"Oh, you son of a-" You raise your gun quickly, ready to chase him down. His eyes widen in fear, turning and sprinting away. He was a dead man walking. You were going to return the favor. Kiss and all.