Not The Boss Of Me || KuroTsukki

Successful Rescue

Tsukishima's pov

My head was spinning, but the cold that pressed gently against my temple was relaxing and I opened my eyes just barely. My body was in pain and my eyes couldn't open fully, even if I tried, due to swelling. Still half out of it, I watched my surroundings, a large man held me in his arms while pressing something to my head, Kuroo and a smaller man were in my peripheral pointing guns in my direction, and someone, a shorter woman, aimed at them, from next to me. Wait, GUNS? Everything suddenly became less foggy as I remembered, the four guys this morning, Ichika Niko, Kuroo... I closed my eyes in fear at the realisation that the cool sensation pressed against my head was the barrel of a gun. He came for me... my heart soared then plummeted at the realisation. Was he planning on making the deal? Trading his life for mine? He couldn't be that stupid. Don't you dare Kuroo Tetsurou. Someone spoke and I swore I'd never forget those words for the rest of my life.

"I'll give you one minute to decide, if the time runs out, he puts a bullet through blondie's skull." she offered, and my stomach sank. I was going to die, I didn't even tell Kuroo about my feelings, of course I'd only accepted them the day I would die...

No. He was here to save me and that alone gave me the strength to fight for another chance to tell him, even though it was hard to move at the moment.

I cracked my eyes open ever so slightly, knowing no one had noticed my consciousness. But apparently I spoke too soon, as a pair of cat-like eyes locked with mine; Kenma's. Kuroo's description of him was pretty accurate, short, narrow, shoulder length bleached hair, though it was pulled back by an elastic right now. He seemed to communicate through his eyes, intently burning holes in mine, then he stared at the gun on my temple, and finally at the woman who orchestrated this whole thing. I understood what he wanted me to do, and thank god I did as Ichika's counting reached single digits.

"Seven, six,"

I looked at the man's hand positioning.

"Five, four,"

I tried to measure how far away she was.

"Three, two,"

Here goes nothing, this could backfire and I could be dead in a few seconds.

"On-"

I spun as fast as I could, grabbing the gun and it's holders' wrist, then immediately aimed at the only woman in the room. One shot rang out, loudly piercing my ears, before a cry of pain was heard, she fell to the floor clutching her shoulder where a bullet wound appeared. I hit her. Then the man, whose arms I was still in, dropped me and ran away. With a thud, I landed painfully on the ground, curling up and covering my head, many footsteps pounded around the room and I felt an overwhelming presence surround me. Shouts could be heard, some instructions and others indistinguishable, but one rather annoyingly high pitched voice snapped my patience in half.

"One more step and I kill him." Ichika Niko snarled at the raven-haired beauty, shakily pointing her weapon at me, she seemed to no longer have a plan and was just bloodthirsty. I, on the other hand, was absolutely livid. In one day, I got kidnapped, beaten up, interrogated, and accused of lying. I also shot someone, almost died, realised I might be falling in love, cried, had panic attacks and got knocked out. Maybe it was because of frustration, or possibly exhaustion, but I swung my arm up and she took the shot.

Ringing pierced my ears again, and I looked at her with a smirk.

"Your aim's worse than mine without glasses." my hand knocked the gun out of hers and she tumbled back as I slouched again, aching everywhere. I felt everything going dark again when a pair of large hands wrapped around me, delicately, and gently.

"Hey, I got you." Kuroo said, pulling me into a hug.

I noticed I was shaking violently which meant another panic attack, my arms went around Kuroo's neck and I sobbed into his chest, ignoring my surroundings. He eventually realised I was too weak to walk so he picked me up and yet again I was being held in a bridal style, but this time felt different; it felt right.

I closed my eyes and felt him put me down on a bed of some sort, a stretcher, I think. Then, I was wheeled into an ambulance but everything felt hazy, like it was shifting around inconsistently, the only thing keeping me grounded was his firm grip on my left hand, reminding me he was there. Eventually we rushed into a building and I had a full body X-ray done. Once in a room, I mustered the strength to sit up as I didn't think any of my bones were broken, or even fractured. I saw Kuroo standing outside the door, mouth moving quickly and eyebrows furrowed, he seemed upset. One doctor came in, he had fluffy black hair and stern beauty in his eyes, pretty, I thought.

"Hello, I am Dr. Akaashi." he was soft spoken, with a calming voice. The doctor moved around my limbs, determining the state of them and nodded. "You do not seem to have any serious injuries, just some bad bruises, so you can go home in about an hour." With that I sighed in relief, my body is exhausted and I want to take an ice bath to ease the pain in my side. Dr. Akaashi looks at me inquisitively, then hands me a prescription for painkillers, and checks me for a concussion.

Ten minutes later, Kuroo came in, arms crossed, he sat in a chair next to my bed.

"Hey.." he said simply.

"Hey." I said, my voice came out a little hoarse, I sat in a threatening silence, like the calm before a storm, knowing nothing had settled in yet.

"I uhh.. Don't want you to deal with an officer's interrogation, so, why don't you just tell me what happened?" his voice was soothing and it made my breathing more even.

I started talking about the men who overpowered me this morning, watching Kuroo's fists clench and unclench at my words. Recalling all the days events, I relayed it all, and was in tears of realisation when I finished. He looked at me, not with pity, unlike I expected, but with amazement in his eyes, as if awestruck by my weakness, and again he wrapped his arms around me, tightly, letting me unravel and break down. His fingers drew shapes on my back and his other hand caressed the back of my head. I trembled uncontrollably for a few minutes, listening to his heartbeat, it was like a clock ticking, the perfect white noise, and soon enough my sobs became sniffles, and I finally looked up to meet his eyes. They are hazel, and beautiful, the pupil is slightly narrowed and cat-like, but right now they are shinier than usual..

Oh.. he's crying.

"I-I'm so sorry." the tears spill over and I feel my heart crack just a little.

OK so i was thinking of writing a one shot (or whole book) about Akaashi and Bokuto cuz I love them and Im thinking a doctor thing would be fun to write what do yall think?? would you read it??