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I hope you guys will like this chapter! I'm dedicating this to my bae Miss_Fictionist 💝 This chapter is the first ever crossover between Tall, Dark & Hooked and Tangled. Just a tiny reference, nothing major! I have named the [Y/N] from Tangled as Alayna Airen, an international transfer student at Fukurodani Academy, who shall be Akaashi Keiji's love interest.

Sentences in Italics represent Kuroo's thoughts!

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Kuroo's POV:

"I don't like that guy!" I softly whispered into her ear.

I didn't like the fact that some other male specimen was so close with her. What's more repulsive is the fact that he kissed her while he gave me a look which screamed 'you can't have her' and it made me pray that he shouldn't be her boyfriend. How did she get a boyfriend overnight? How is that even possible?

"And I should care because?" she questioned as she turned around to bore her eyes into mine, even though she had very little space to move around. She didn't look flustered; she didn't feel uncomfortable about our close proximity.

"[F/N]-chan–"

"My work here is done. I should go," she stirred, trying to push my arms away from her sides. Her voice sounded dead like she wanted nothing to do with me and her eyes threw daggers in my direction when I didn't budge.

"Does it still hurt?" I traced my finger next to her eyebrow moving away a strand of hair that fell next to her bruise. She reacted to my touch like a kitten as she closed her eyes with a flinch, wanting for more.

"Stop it Kuroo! you don't have to act like you care. You left me in the middle of the road like you didn't care and you sent me the homework and stuff later in the night and we were arguing just now and–"

Is it just me or some people mess up the things that they want to say because they didn't know how to convey it properly? Ugh, how can I tell her that I conveyed something entirely different from what I was thinking at that time? How can I make her understand that I blabbered shit and I actually care about her? It's all because I walked away like the idiot that I am! First, I should stop her from talking like the radio that she is!

"Shhhhhhhhh," I silenced her by placing a finger on her tender lips. How she responded to that was the most appalling thing ever. She bit my finger like a nasty gorilla that hasn't been fed for weeks.

"Ahhhhhh, Itte Ittee (ouch)!"

"Don't touch me!" she warned and she escaped from my clutch. Can I ever have a normal conversation with her?

"Who the fuck is Itchy bitchy?" a deep male voice boomed at the entrance of the class. Ughhh, who is this intruder?

"Jojo, stop yelling! We are in school!" she replied, turning her attention towards her newfound boyfriend or whatever.

This Jojo or whomever it was, paraded into my class as if he owned everything in the vicinity and put his arms on her shoulders. His mere presence around her made my stomach churn in directions that I didn't know existed and I unconsciously balled my fists, preparing myself for a fight to come.

"Nah-uh! I can't and you know that very well, bubbles. Now show me who that damn Itchy whatever person is and I'mma show that person what I am capable of!" he rolled up his sleeves like a show-off. Bubbles? What the fuck is a bubbles?

"There is no one called as Itchy, Jojo! Get back to your class, I got something to do!" she pushed him off her.

"Hey Hyena hair! Do you know anyone with the name Itchy? I heard that person hurt my bubbles yesterday!" he questioned, walking towards me as he put his palms into his pocket. Hyena hair? I totally want to beat the shit out of him but let's just play along, shall we?

"The name's Kuroo Tetsurou, you are new here I assume?" I extended an arm for a handshake.

"Cool name and all but I'm gonna call you Hyena hair, alright?! I'm Reyne, Jerry Reyne! And Yeah, I am the international transfer student here!" he shook my hand, and [F/N]-chan scanned us both as she tightened her lips indicating her disapproval towards our introduction.

"Oh, anyways! The person you are searching for is Ichika and she belongs to 3-1." I asserted and she facepalmed at my response.

"My class? you are telling me that I have been sitting around like a duck all this time with that bitch?" he growled. Calm your tits, dude! She can handle herself!

"Ughhh! Jerry Reyne, can you go back to your class right now so that I can get her suspended?"

"Just suspended? Are you out of it? She hit you, bubbles! I am gonna–"

"You are going to what? You will do nothing. So, shut up and let me take care of my business myself. I don't need a knight in a rolled-up sleeve to save me from my troubles." She scoffed and eyed me. It looked like she was threatening me not to reveal anything to the hooligan who stood beside me.

"Fine. Whatever go ahead! Me and Hyena hair here, are going to have a conversation, and don't worry I will go to my class before the bell rings." He said ushering her to leave as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Something is wrong! What does he have to talk with me?

[F/N]-chan left the class upon hearing his word but not without giving us a dirty look. The second she left; the aura inside the class had changed. He took his arms off my shoulder and crossed his arms against his chest, trying to intimidate me.

"What do you want to talk about? Tell me!" I queried, placing my hands on my hips.

"What do you think of a guy who arrests a petite girl within his arms? I mean the girl must have felt crazy frightened, right?" he affronted me as the vein in his neck popped out.

"You were watching us!"

"I don't know who you are but I don't ever want to see you anywhere near my bubbles ever again! Capisce? (understood?)" he threatened as he adjusted my coat next to my collar, eyeing my neck like he wanted to rip my throat off. Am I reading this wrong or he is threatening me because he feels threatened!

"That's not for you to decide, now is it? Maybe, you should ask your bubbles if she wants me around or not!" I sneered with a smirk.

"You are not her boyfriend–"

"Yet!" I patted his shoulder and left the class, leaving him fuming in the fire that he started.

I knew that I fucked up really bad yesterday but I didn't imagine that I would be facing this guy who already dares to kiss her publicly in the corridor. How come they are so familiar with each other? Why do I feel threatened and jealous? Am I attracted to her that much? Wait, why am I questioning myself?

I started to walk towards the staircase to get to the school roof while thinking back to the minute that I entered my home after leaving her in the middle of the street; I felt stupid. It is probably the biggest mistake I have ever made. Later that evening, Kenma visited me, informing me that he had walked her home.

He advised me in the middle of a videogame that we were playing, "You both really have to talk it out, Kuro!"

That's when I decided to send her a mail with the homework and a message but Kenma pulled my phone out of my hand and sent the mail without any message.

"Why would you do that?"

"You wanted to send the homework. But if you want to talk, I suggest you do that in person! Messages don't convey emotions, Kuro!" he endorsed, which was astonishing.

"When did you become a love guru?" I questioned but he responded with an "I am sleepy," and he curled up on my bed.

I was brought back to my senses when I ran into Kenma who was seated comfortably on the bench situated in the roof, playing some game on his console. He put his console away into his pocket and looked at me, expecting me to say something.

"What? What are you looking at?" I growled in an irritated tone.

"You chickened out again, didn't you?"

"I don't want to talk about it! Did you go and check up on her saying that I asked you to do it?"

"No."

"Kenma!"

"I am going to play."

I quietly sat there for a few minutes all the while looking at a wall contemplating on how to make a proper conversation with [F/N]-chan and clear this misunderstanding between the two of us. As the sounds of his videogame surrounded the air, I looked into my watch and declared, "Tch, anyways we should go. It's time for the bell."

"Okay."

"Kenma, what were you playing?" I enquired as we cascaded down the steps.

"I was playing cupid!" he murmured.

"Huh! Is that a new game? What kind of game is that?" I questioned but he softly chuckled and walked off without answering me.

I went back to my class only to find that [F/N]-chan and Asami-chan was missing from class. I brushed it off assuming they had council work to do. The classes for the day went off smoothly except for a grumpy Yaku-san, hitting my head every now and then to blow off his steam and also to make me focus on the class that was going on.

However, it was yet another day that she had bunked classes in the name of council work. I felt like she was taking up all the council work herself to avoid talking to me. I decided to talk it all out as Kenma suggested and strutted towards the council room after the school hours.

"Thank you so much Kaichou-sama," I heard Shiro-chan's voice when I reached the council room.

I hid myself promptly next to the wall and surveilled what they were conversing about. I wanted to know what they were talking about since they were alone in the council room and knowing Shiro-chan, he would definitely be smooth-talking her. What is this behavior? Why am I hiding?

"Don't worry about it. I hope your club will do better this year and thanks for understanding!" she smiled as they shook hands.

Immediately, this dickhead called Shiroma Kosuke of a human took her hand and kissed her knuckles and walked out of the council room, leaving my Kaichou sama in shock. Teme! Korosu, bukkorosu!!!! (You! I am going to beat the shit out of you!)

I had to compose myself and I quickly started to walk away from the council room and Shiro-chan called out to me saying, "Yoo! Kuroo, hisashiburi (Long time no see)!"

Why the fuck was this happening? I should calm down but I CAN'T CALM DOWN! Ochitsuke... Ochitsuke (Calm down)!!!

"Yeah?" I replied dryly, controlling my urge to bury his 6-foot-body, 6-feet-under the ground.

"Hey how about we play soccer this weekend if you don't have any plans?" he chirped.

"Shiro-chan, have you ever been hit in the face when you play the goalkeeper? Mainly around your nose?" I inwardly growled with a friendly smile.

"I've been hit a couple of times, I guess? That's probably because I didn't wear my headgear," he replied recalling the events.

"Next time, make sure you wear your headgear properly. We don't want you getting hit on the face and spoiling that sharp nose of yours now, do we?" I patted his face, constricting myself not to break his jaw.

"Yeah, sure! So, Sunday then?" he questioned, dimwittedly.

"Of course! Anyways I got to go now. Bye!" I responded plainly and left the place.

I felt the scorching sun pierce my skin and my blood pumped like the monstrous waves that destroyed numerous cities on its shores. I walked; I walked until I could no longer imagine her being kissed by other nasty beings. Unfortunately, the walk was short-lived as my legs automatically took me to the locker room.

Playing volleyball was not just about the fun and the high but volleyball has also been my escape from reality. A reality that is as tough as an iron-wall. My teammates and our connection with each other, my coaches and our simple recess time but the one that provides us fortitude, the ball flying in the air as every player tries to keep the rally going, the spikes and the blocks as the irresistible force, the tosses and the dumps that rules the court, the memories we created during every session and so much more that makes it wholesome and invincible on its own.

In short, volleyball is merely a ball that had captured my heart and soul. Playing volleyball has become a habit of mine; it had become my second nature and playing volleyball felt like paradise. Every jump I made, every ball I blocked, every squeak of the wooden floor of this session became my stress buster.

The training went on a full-fledged motion until I couldn't find a Mikasa ball to practice my serves. "Kai-kun, can I have the Mikasa ball?" I requested for the ball that he was about to use for the serve.

"Not everyone has the standards to like Molten balls. Do give it to him Kai-kun!" Yak-kun butted in.

I was about to give in to the usual quarrel that Yak-kun and I retain every other day but we heard a toddler's cry from outside the gym. The three of us went outside to check out what was happening and we saw a kid with oversized specs that didn't fit his head, squatting on the floor bawling his eyes out. The kid wouldn't be more than three years old and we were assumed that the kid got lost inside of our school campus.

"Hey kiddo, why are you crying?" Yak-kun softly cooed to the kid as he squatted down to converse with him.

"Butterfyyy ichnt moving, make ith fyyy!!" he cried, pointing out to a dead butterfly on the ground.

"It's okay boy, let's get another butterfly to fly. Yeah?" Kai-kun tried to soothe the boy, rustling his hair.

"Noooooo, I want thich tuh fyyyyy," the kid cried again.

I kneeled down and softly spoke suggesting, "Hey little one, how about we go for a walk, huh? And when we come back, the butterfly will be flying? That good?"

"But ith didn't fyyy when I ask ith tu fyy!" he cried as snot escaped his nose. Ewww, kitanaai (dirty)!!!

Yak-kun immediately ran off into the gym and brought back a tissue box and helped the kid by cleaning his face. He also helped the kid to stand up and dusted the dirt off his clothes.

"That's okay! This boy here knows magic. You go for a walk with this tall guy and when you come back, this boy will make the butterfly, fly. Okay?" Kai-kun gently appealed pointing to Yak-kun.

Yak-kun magically took a chocolate from the kid's ears and gave it to him, trying to make him believe that he can do magic and the kid somehow agreed to go with me. Cheap tricks, Yak-kun!

"Fine I ill go with thich Oji-san (uncle) buh when I come back ill ith fyyy?" the kid doubtfully questioned. I have been Oji-san zoned. What the actual fuck?

"Call me Nii-chan (big brother) okay? Not Oji-san!" I grinned, gritting my teeth.

"No. You awe choo big, so you awe Oji-san," the kid pouted.

"Take the kid for a walk, Ooooojiiiiiii-san!" Yak-kun taunted.

"Don mind, don't mind, Kuroo-kun. He must belong to one of the staff. While walking, ask him for his name and take him to his parent. Okay?" Kai-kun tried to comfort me.

I took the kid in my arms but he kept wriggling all the way so I put him over my shoulders and he held my hair for support with joy, as if my hair was the reins to a horse.

"Why did you wander off into the school?" I questioned him.

"Whaaaooowww itch choooo chofttt!" he said paying no attention to my question as he pulled my hair.

"Ahhh, don't do that. Stop!" I scolded him, bearing the pain as I entered the school building.

"Oji-san, Oji-san, let's go thich way," he said pointing to the opposite direction of the staff room, bouncing on my shoulders.

I put him down from my shoulder and threatened him saying, "If you tell me your name, I will take you there or else I will ask the monster to eat you."

"What monstuh? There ich no monstuh. You awe a bad Oji-san!" he said and he tried to run away from my grasp. Kusso gaaki (brat)!

I realized that I wasn't going to get any proper answers from the kid so I decided to visit every staff room in the school with him so that I could get this kid to his parent before they start to panic. I took him in my arms despite his wriggling and wailing as I continued to stomp to a couple of staff rooms and one of the staff said that the kid belonged to my math-cum-homeroom sensei, Hayashi Toshiro.

I never knew kids of this age were so annoying until I met this one. The minute I knew his parent, all I wanted to do was to hand over this kid to his parent and run away from that vicinity. Parents these days are so irresponsible, Ugh!

I had to cross the council room to get to the staff room where Hayashi sensei's office was and this kid started to wail his throat out as he kept yelling 'Kidnapper' in the middle of his cries. All I ever wanted to do was safely bring him to his parent and I had been labeled an Oji-san and a kidnapper in a few minutes by this kid.

Hearing his whines, people from the council room came out and of course, Kaichou sama had to come out and see what was happening outside. Asami-chan enquired what happened all the while my Kaichou sama was intently glaring at the both of us from a safe distance. The kid was probably scared of her but I on the other hand, felt like a child that got caught to his mom with a stolen box of cookies.

"Erm, what are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

The kid suddenly started to cry again, squirming his way out of my hands and onto the ground. He jumped onto the floor and started to run away with his tiny little legs and Kaichou sama caught him. Serves you well. Now you deal with the real monster, gaaki!

"Why are you running, you might fall and get injured, you know?" she spoke in a soft tone, kneeling next to the kid. Oh shit! she gets along with kids! I should have known!

"That potty uncle ich kidnapper!" he accused me with a pout and a crying face. I am legit losing it!

"Why do you say that, kiddo?" she enquired him as she took him in her arms.

"He killed butterfyyy!" the kid lied.

"Awhhh, really?" she asked, acting like she was surprised as she chuckled at me.

"He ich taking me to monstuh. Ney-chan (Big sister) chave me!" he cried, innocently.

I don't understand the concept and logic of this kid. He literally called me an uncle, a kidnapper but the minute he met this girl, she becomes Ney-chan.

"Wait, why is she Ney-chan and why am I Oji-san?" I questioned with irritation.

"Che ich wearing uniform. Che ich chool girl, you awe potty uncle!" he yammered.

"Don't be scared, okay? I will take you to your parents!" she softly mumbled to which the kid agreed.

"I dough'nt want thich oji-san tu come. Make him go!" he said trying to shoo me away.

"Yeah uncle, go away!" she mocked with a giggle.

I silently walked behind them after I told her that the kid belonged to our homeroom sensei. The two of them got along very well as they were talking some gibberish amongst them. She handed off the kid to our sensei and the sensei thanked her after warning his son not to wander off like this anymore. Yeah, no thanks to me!

The kid glared at me and stuck his tongue out to mock me and I bleped in response. Soon, he pulled her skirt and she kneeled to hear him out but once again Kaichou sama was kissed before the day ended. He kissed her on the cheek and said a 'than chu' with a wide smile. Looking at that might make my heart go meow-meow right now but I have officially lost every ounce of constraint and patience!

Kaichou sama waved her goodbyes to him and started to walk towards the council room and I walked adjacent to her. I couldn't let go of the thought that she was being kissed by countless male wights and I haven't had a chance to do that yet.

"Hey, there's some snot on your cheek!" I snickered as I most certainly lied.

She 'ewwwed' at my comment knowing it was a lie as she wiped her cheek with her palms and she tried to wipe it off on my t-shirt. I ran away from her side, since the corridor was empty at this time of school and she chased me, trying to wipe her palms off my shirt.

She caught me and smeared her palm all over my chest as she giggled and said, "Now you have got it on you too!"

I knew it was the corridor but I couldn't keep my hands to myself anymore. I held her hand and brought her closer to me and she jerked my hands trying to escape from my grasp.

"Let me go, Kuroo. I asked you not to touch me, don't you remember?"

"Oya? But you can't keep your hands off me, can you? Didn't know you wanted to feel me up that badly. All you had to do was ask!" I grinned, grabbing her closer by the waist.

"Kidnapping uncle, let me go," she snickered, mimicking the kid but she stopped struggling to escape. She leaned in, her palms still on my chest but a dull shade of pink tinted her ears.

"I will let you go on one condition!"

"What is it?" she asked, getting closer.

"Say, Please Senpai, and I will let you go!" I beamed, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Ewwww, no way. You are not my Senpai!" she scrunched her face in disgust and punched me with her skimpy fist.

"Fine! Fine, I will let you go but promise me–"

"Promise what?"

"Don't let someone who isn't me kiss you like they did today!" I emphasized, peering into her beautiful [E/C] eyes, holding her chin.

"Captain kitty is jealous, huh? If you want some treats–" she paused, gesturing me to come closer and I did so with no hesitation expecting a treat and she muttered, "–pickup lines are not my forte. So, figure it out!" patting my jaw with a pout and she left my embrace leaving me all hot and bothered.

She walked off and all I could see was her swaying behind as her skirt wavered at every step she took and I called out, "[F/N]-chan!", to get her attention to which she tuned back promptly.

"How about we go out on a date this Sunday?" I glowed with a smile that I couldn't wipe off.

"Huh? I can't hear it!" she giggled, bringing her hand next to her ear acting like she didn't hear what I said and entered the council room.

I left for the gym to resume practice with a sense of accomplishment and I got a message from Asami-chan.

Asami: We all heard it 🤭

Me: oops-

Asami: You might be in trouble though!

Me: What do you mean?

Asami: Sorry gtg. I'll text you later.

Me: Wtf????????

Did [F/N]-chan get mad because everyone got to know that I asked her out? Did she want to keep it a secret or something? Ughhh, why do I keep messing up things when it comes to her? I should talk to her while I walk her home. Sorry Kenma, I feel like I am being an asshole to you by not walking home with you.

The practice then went smoothly as usual but what's new was, Lev and Yak-kun had become the quarreling couple. Apparently, Yak-kun had eaten Lev's after practice snacks and that was the reason for their bickering. We started to pack up and I left to meet with Kaichou sama to take her home.

Except, I saw her leaving with the new guy, Reyne. I started to trail them from behind putting a 50-meter distance between us as I didn't want to look like a stalker. I wish I knew what was going inside her head. She was all lovey-dovey with me just a while ago and now she is walking home with this guy. Ugh, it was pissing me off. What's more irritating was that they walked super slow, even Kenma would walk faster than this turtle limbed prick. Soon, I saw Kenma behind me and I waited for him to catch up.

"I didn't say anything," he sarcastically divulged as he walked closer to me.

"Kenma!"

"What?"

"Have you ever liked someone?" I queried as we followed them like a stalker.

"I have never been jealous!" he responded like the smartass that he is.

"I thought of buying you a trigger switch but I don't know if I will buy that for you anymore!" I sighed.

"I will ask my mom then!"

We reached home as I continued to pry about his love life but he wouldn't let me in on it. I knew for a fact that he has been texting someone for the past few days but I just didn't know who it was. I do respect his decision if he wanted to keep it to himself but it isn't fair that he is acquainted with the girl I like and I don't even know who he likes.

Kenma left to his house saying his mum had made pie for him and he would drop by later in the evening with some for me to devour. His mum makes the best apple pies in the world, no wonder he loves it.

I took a quick cold shower and put my phone on charge. I borrowed my grandpa's phone from his table and left his room only to find my grandma glaring at me with a towel in her hand.

"How many times do I have to tell you to dry your hair after a shower? Hora, come here I will do it for you!" she offered.

"That's alright. I will do it myself I am not a kid anymore!" I chuckled, grabbing the towel from her hand and ran towards the stairs.

"At least put on a shirt, Tetsurou. You'll catch a cold!" she yelled but I was already in my balcony.

I called Bokuto and he roared, "HEY! HEY! HEY! Ojiiiiii-sannnnnnn (Grandpa)!" from the other side of the phone.

"Damare (shut up), fukuro (owl). It's me, Tetsurou!"

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BOKUTO KOUTAROU

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"I was just about to call you and tell you something very very important!" he spoke seriously.

"What is it this time? Yukie beat you to shit again or Akaashi didn't toss to you?" I teased.

"A pretty girl called me Senpai, she is new to my school. She is an international transfer student. Ahhhh, do you know how good it feels to be finally called Senpai?" he rejoiced.

"Pretty girl you say? Namae wa (what's the name)?" I inquired dryly, not wanting to show my irritation at the mention of an 'International transfer student'.

"Oooooohhhh, her name is Alayna Airen! She kind of messed up the honorifics but it was so cute!"

"Sounds like she is an airhead just like you but that's okay!"

"I think you both will get along pretty well! She is in the same class as Agaashiii!"

"Hmmm"

"What's wrong? You seem tired? Bored?"

"You know what? I am going to rant. I can't take it anymore."

"Hey hey hey, go on bruh! I am all ears."

I began with how I met her and I narrated everything that had happened in the past few days without leaving any detail. It wasn't a rant; it was a tale. I continued to talk my heart out despite his interruptions in the middle of every sentence I framed.

In the end, "Uragirimono (Traitor)! So, you are telling me, Daishou met her before I did!" he sulked.

"I am telling you that there's a new guy who is getting all handsy with her and you are complaining that you didn't get to meet her first?"

"Am I not your best friend?"

"Bokuto! Why are you like this?"

He went on and on about how he felt left out because I had kept so much from him and whatnot. I had to convince him and console him on the phone all night long as he finally ended the call with, "I want to meet your Kaichou sama and I want you to meet Amara-chan. Hmph!".

The night continued to grow old as I gazed into the starry night, brainstorming ideas for my first date with my devil.

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