You sighed and Kenma let you go, then took your hand.
“We’ll come back tomorrow,” he said as he took you back to the shelter to give the cat food back and get your bags, then he walked you home and went to his place.
The next morning you were up and at his front door, knocking loudly for him to let you in.
“Hey!” you greeted him brightly upon entry, “so, during lunch and stuff today, I’m gonna go and see if I can find Kenma, are you gonna come with me?”
“I don’t have a choice,” Kenma said with a reply lowkey unhappy look on his face.
“Ok! Good! Because I just know we’ll find him today!”
You didn’t find Kenma that day… nor the next… nor for the rest of that week and over the weekend.
He had gone.
He hadn’t even gone back to Rita and Gerald’s place.
You were starting to worry about him now.
“Kozu?” you asked Kenma as you lay on his bed one afternoon after school, “do you think Kenma is still alive?”
“I don’t know,” he replied, a little too bluntly as he tapped away on his game.
You sighed and Kenma finished the level and put his PSP down for a second to cuddle you, lying his head down on your chest while you wrapped your arms around the crown of his head and just held him.
“I just wish that I had said goodbye,” you said sadly, your voice quivering a little, “I was so upset when they took him that I didn’t get to say goodbye. He was probably wondering where I was.”
Kenma just lay on your chest and let you talk it all out while crying. He wasn’t good at saying the right things at the right time but he had learned that with you, silence was a perfect response.
“Should I write Kenma a letter?” you asked your boyfriend, sniffing lightly to suck the snot back up your nose so it wouldn’t dribbled down your face.
Now, the second you had said it, you thought he was going to laugh or ridicule you… but surprisingly… or not surprisingly, he didn’t… in fact, he encouraged it.
“Yeah. Do it,” he said calmly.
“Really?? You really think I should?” you asked, letting his head go so he could lift it and look at you.
“Yes,” he said honestly.
“Oh! Ok… what do I write?” you asked yourself out loud as you sat up and he sat back.
Kenma was smart. He knew that if he gave you a task, then you would do it. So while you were finding a pen and paper to write your letter to Kenma the cat, he could get back to his game.
A comfortable silence fell in the room as he traversed the next level in his game, and you wrote furiously onto the paper you had found, pouring your heart out in the letter to Kenma-Kitty.
“Wait? How’s he gonna read this?” you suddenly asked as you were wrapping up the letter.
You looked at Kenma and he looked at you.
You had kept the letter for Kenma safe with you until you could figure out what to do with it, but in the meantime, Kenma’s volleyball game was coming up and you were preparing to watch him verse another team.
You had heard of them through Kenma. He referred to them as the crows.
But they were better known as Karasuno.
The sadium was alive with people as you walked in that Saturday afternoon. So many different types of people had come to watch, even some young families were in the stands.
“I wonder if they’re here to cheer on an older brother?” you thought as you watched two smaller children point excitedly to the top rail, asking if they could be lifted up to see over the top to the players on the other side.
You moved closer to the rail so you could see over as well and spotted Kenma siting against the back wall with his PSP in hand.
“Kozu!!” you called happily, waving as he looked up.
He gave you a small smile and wave, then put his PSP away so that he could join the rest of the team and warm up.
Kuroo seemed as confident as ever and all the boys looked ready to go.
Your eyes were drawn to the door as Karasuno entered and you noted that the team looked intense… except for a shorter guy with orange hair that seemed to be the life of the party.
He was jumping all over the place and you couldn’t help but feel drawn to him.
“He seems nice,” you thought.
Kenma too, seemed to be drawn to this bundle of energy and you saw him give the orangette a small wave of greeting when the pair locked eyes.
“Kenma!” the orangette called out.
“Oh! They know each other. That’s cool,” you thought with a smile, happy that Kenma knew someone else there aside from his own team.
Both teams warmed up and then the game started.
As usual, you had no idea what was going on, but the points on the Nekoma side of the net were going up faster than the Karasuno side so that was a good thing, right?
You were more interested in what Kenma was doing anyway, he is the only reason you were there, and he didn’t disappoint.
It was the way he just knew the game play.
He really was amazing.
At half time you went down to talk to him but they didn’t let anyone on the court so you just stood there and smiled at him.
He gave you a small wave before going back onto the court and you raced back upstairs to watch him for the second half.
The second half of the game went much the same as the first and before you knew it the game was over and you could go and give him a hug.
You were pretty set on getting down to him as quickly as possible but when you heard a small child telling his mum that there was a cat stuck in a tree outside, your attention wavered.
Initially, you ran past the child, then quickly doubled back and crouched down beside him.
“Did you say there’s a cat stuck in the tree outside?”
“Uh-ha,” he said with an exuberant head nod, “it’s got stuck up there and can’t come down!”
“Ok. Don’t worry, I’m a cat expert!” you said with a firm head nod, “I’ll go and see if I can help the kitty.”
The small child smiled brightly as you stood up and ran in the opposite direction of the courts- heading for the doors of the stadium.