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Kenma was alone. There was no way around it. The aunt and uncle he lived with despised his being. And the town he lived in couldn't stand him. He'd stare at the night sky, and wondered what living in another life would be like.
On one particular night, Kenma didn't return back to his 'home'. He wondered the streets, hoping for someone, anyone, to save him from his misery. Then he saw it. A man, in the moon. A smiling face, inviting him in. Kenma reached to the stars.
I feel lost.
He blinked back tears. Kenma knew he was stronger than this. Shaking his head, he continued walking. And before long, Kenma realized he didn't know where he was. He shrugged, Kenma didn't care. He was used to being lost.
A crash sounded behind him.
"Ah! Kuro-chan! I swear if you crash one more time, I'll take away your flying privileges!"
"Oh come on trashy. I just got distracted. I could've swore I saw an attractive young man here!"
"I told you! It's Oikawa! And Kuroo-chan, you're probaly just seeing things."
Kenma heard the exchange from an alleyway. The man called Kuroo-chan had spikey black hair, and was wearing a ridiculous red outfit. And who he assumed was Oikawa, was in a teal, wait. Was that a dress? Kenma, in his looking, revealed himself from the alley way.
"Oh you! Over there! I've been looking for you," the man named Kuroo had spotted Kenma. Kenma panicked, and stood frozen in place.
Kuroo slowly approached him, "Sorry I don't mean to scare you. I just couldn't help but notice you. Are you okay?"
Kenma's words were mumbled, "That man is wearing a dress."
Kuroo chuckled and Oikawa scoffed. Kenma jumped when Kuroo put an arm around his shoulders, "Just don't mind him. What's your name?"
"Kenma," he noticed that he was very comfortable in this position at Kuroo's side.
Kuroo looked down to Kenma with a soft smile, "Well Kenma, how about you join us for an adventure?" Kenma couldn't resist Kuroo's dorky grin, so he nodded.
Kuroo's grin widened, if that was possible, and picked Kenma up bridal style. Kenma squeaked, "W-where are we going?"
Oikawa beamed, "To Neverland of course! Where we protect all the lost boys, like you!"
Lost boy.
Kenma's first thought was to panic, but after taking another look at Kuroo's smiling face, he calmed.
A lost boy, now found.