A Kenma x Reader

I'm Y/N, I am a second year at Nekoma High school. I am the manager for the Volleyball team at my school, and oh lord you should have seen the look on Yamamoto's face when he found out. Oh my god he was so excited. I am originally from America, we had to move to Japan for financial reasons much to my dad's dismay, and my fan girl ass's delight, cause I'd always wanted to go.

~Flash Back~

There's this guy Kenma that's in some of my classes, that I hang out with during lunch breaks. We'll talk about games he's playing, or anime I'm watching, and sometimes he'll let me play with him; which is saying something. That boy almost never lets anyone touch his gaming console. But then, I'm not like a lot of the girls there, I'm pretty open about my interest in anime, manga, video games, I also have a pretty foul mouth, and I'm also just all around pretty weird so I don't have many female friends. I guess I'm just too strange and tomboyish for them lol. The first thing I noticed about him was his hair, he clearly dyed it a while ago and it grew out so it looks like this pudding he likes. One day, we were talking during lunch and I mentioned a anime about volleyball I was watching, how cool it was, and how I wished I could see a real game. He looked up from his console for a moment and said to me "I'm on a Volleyball team." I look at him in surprise and disbelief. "What no way." He nods and says "People always react that way but yeah, I'm a setter." I stare in amazement. "You know that third year that's always coming to the class?" I'm still shocked but still listening, I nod "I already told you he was my childhood friend but he's also the team's captain." I'm still freaking out inside and outside a little too so I say "Kenma, dude, that is so cool." My eyes wide, smiling. I see his lips turn up a bit into a small smile as he turns back to his game. "Not really.." " It totally is! *Gasp* Could I come to one of your practices or something? I wanna seeeee." He laughed quietly. "Well.." he looks at the clock then back at me. "There's one after school in the gym if you really want to." My eyes lit up and I could feel my excitement rising in my stomach. "Absolutely! I'll see you after school!" I say getting up the running off to class waving at him.

~Timey Skippy Thing~

I make my way to the gym, and by that I mean speed walking, almost running. I get the the door practically winded so I slow down my breathing and open the door. I try to quietly make my way to a bench near the door. I'm in a hoodie so I look for the most part androgynous, I like confusing people. I sit on a bench and chill on my phone until with the team gets here or Kenma does. What I didn't know was the team was already there. A few minutes after I sit down, the team walks in all decked out in their uniforms. I.... I have officially seen everything. A adorable tiny third year, a giant first year, Kuroo being well... himself, a dude that low key looks like a delinquent lol, and a first year that acts like a puppy, surrounded by cats.(And later to come the grumpy old kitty cat.) They haven't even noticed me yet. I mean I'm not short, I'm taller than Kenma, I'm roughly 5'8, but to these guys I sure as hell am. (Other than Yaku of course) Nekomata and the other coach walks in, I guess I'm sitting on their bench cause they notice me immediately. "And what are you doing here?" He says in a playful tone, trying to sound mean. I stand up and apologize for sitting on his bench. "I was invited to come watch." "I was just pullin' you're leg you can sit and watch if you like." Nekomata said grinning at me. "But if you don't mind my asking, who invited you?" Asked the other coach, who I don't know the name of. "Kenma." That got Kuroo's attention. He walks up to me smirking as the coaches sit dow. "Oh really? Has our Kenma made a new friend?" Heh. "I like to think so, tell you what though I was rather surprised to find out he even played." "Pfft truth be told it's my fault, I kinda dragged him into it." He said smiling. I giggled "Now that would explain it." He got up in my face a bit and raised his eyebrow smirking playfully, "And what's that supposed to mean?" At that moment, Kenma walks in straight faced and sets down his console, walking towards us. "Stop harassing my friend Kuroo." Kuroo smiles and backs up. "Oh that reminds me ," I take off my hood. "Kenma's told me about you but I haven't introduced myself. I'm Y/N." I say smile up at him. "Oooooooh so you're
Y/N! You're not a new friend at all. I remember Kenma talking about you, you're the only girl that talks to him." He says snickering. "Aww quit it, your embarrassing him." I say elbowing Kuroo, smirking. He laughs harder. Kenma looks away. Hehe I was right. "Alright as amusing as it is to watch you all bicker, we need to get practice started." Nekomata bellows at us from a few feet away. "Yes sir!" I say saluting and head over to sit down, a few of the boys snicker.

(I'm not good a explaining actiony scenes so imaginate)
~Timey Skippy Thing~

Once everyone is changed and they're cleaning up, Kenma walks over to me and sits next to me. "So is it what you expected?" He says looking at me. "Nope." I say shaking my head. "Told y-"
"It was even better." He looked at me kinda confused. "I found out that my friend is even cooler than I thought."  I said grinning. He made a little smile. Kuroo, who's been watching our interaction said, "That's it! We're keeping her!" He said coming over hugging me from behind, his chin on my head. I laugh. " Oh yah? How'd ya recon?" I say looking up at him and he lets go. "You can be our manager." He says smiling. Yamamoto hears this and immediately runs over begging for me to say yes. I look at Kenma and he shrugs. I look to Nekomata "If you'd like we would be glad to have you, they're a handful." He says grinning with his big old kitty cat smile. "Why not, sounds like fun." I say shrugging. "But be prepared. I will come up with nicknames. And there is no escaping them." I say standing up with my hands on my hips. Kenma sighs "I know that too well." Kuroo perks up and looks at Kenma smirking. "And what's your's then?" Hehehe. "Pudding Head or Gamer Cat." I say matter-of-factly. "Pfft it makes sense." Lev says "What are you laughing at lap post?" I say, playfully glaring at the first year, laughing. Which has Yaku laughing in response "Now that one makes sense." While the attention is on Lev and Yaku, Kenma pulls on my sleeve and says to me, slightly pouting. "I don't get it...." I'm squealing in my head. So cuteeeee. "Ok let me draw it out for you." I get out a notebook and a pencil.

"O-okay I get that part." He says looking away embarrassed. "Heyyyy it's okay I'm not done yet anyway." I say smiling at him.

"Seee you're on Nekoma's team so it just makes sense." I say proudly. "Plus you love games and cats.~" "That's true."

~Back to Present~

I have been the manager for a few months now, it's honestly been super fun! I get to hang out with all these volleyball dorks, go on away games, training camps, meet more volleyball dorks, and I get to spend time with Kenma too. I hate to admit it, but I really do like him. Before joining the team, he was my only friend, I really don't want to mess up. And if Kuroo gets even a hint I like him, he'll try to get us together and make everything awkward. Anyway the news is..... Kenma's hair grew out I'm really sad. He got it cut but didn't dye it back, so he's not a pudding head anymore and it's almost gone. I don't want to make him anymore self conscious than he already is. So I'm going to address it carefully.

~Timey Skippy Thing~

After practice is over I hand out water bottles, I walk over to Kenma last and hand him one. "How ya doing gamer cat?" He chuckles lightly and replies with "Tired and hot." As he takes a drink. "Heh I'm always tired so I feel ya there. You wanna sit outside for a little bit? It's cooler out there."  "Sounds good." Okay here goes. I think to myself as we sit down on the step outside the door. "So I noticed your the yellow in your hair is fading." He fiddles with the ends of his hair, looking at the nearly fading yellow. "Oh yeah you're right." "Are you gonna re-dye it or let it do it's thing."  He lets go of the ends of his hair and looks at the sky. "Hmm. I guess I never really thought about it. It's been like this for so long I didn't think to worry about it." He looks at his feet then at me. "Does it look weird?" He asks tilting his head. Cute. I look down at my feet. Then I let a word slip out. "Not weird, different. But you still look cute." I realized my mistake as soon as I looked back up at him, his eyes wide. "Shit." I cover my mouth my eyes widen, "I'm sorry." Then fall off the steps. Once I'm on the ground, I curl up in a ball and sit there. "I didn't mean to say that." I mumbled out. I hear him walk over to me and crouch down in front of me. I have my arms folded over my face so I can't see him, I feel too embarrassed and guilty. I feel something soft on my forehead for a moment then it disappeared, I look up in surprise. He just kissed my forehead. He gazes at me gently, smiling. "I think you're cute too."