Haikyuu Oneshots

Kenma (FTM) Part 1

Please listen to "This is Home" by Cavetown. It's what the chapter is based off. I honestly really think it would fit this chapter. In this, Kenma is transitioning from female to male. It is simply a head cannon of mine that I have. I deeply apologise if I offend someone or make someone uncomfortable with this content as I know that transitioning is extremely difficult for some people. So you can skip this chapter if you want.

You can either ship him with Kuroo or Hinata in this or even just read it for the journey he goes through.

Remember, this is NOT canon and simply I thought up of when I heard this song.

They stared into the mirror, someone they shouldn't be stared back. Frail hands tightly pulled at their unnatural blonde locks. 'Kuro says he likes long hair but-....this isn't me.'

'Often I am upset
That I cannot fall in love but I guess
This avoids the stress of falling out of it'

They walk alongside their best friend to school the next morning. Arms crossed against their chest, attempting to conceal the 'bumps'. Their raven friend looks down at them, deep concern etched into his face.

"Kenma, you sure you're okay? You look really sick and tired. I can let your teachers know and you can stay home."
It was nice to know he cared, but laying in bed wasn't going to fix they're 'sickness'.
"I'm fine Kuro...just stayed up a little too late on my switch." They responded, digging their arms deeper into their chest.

'Are you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here'

"Ok, but let me know if you start feeling unwell. I'll tell coach to just let you sit down at practice."
Ah, yes, they were the unwilling manager of the male volleyball team. To be honest, they had really wanted to try playing sometimes, the setting position appealing to them. But then they would have to join the girls' team. And that would further ruin everything. Tight shirts that show every bump and curve? No thanks.

The pair parted ways as they arrived at the long daunting halls of Nekoma's second-year level. Many assumed Kuroo to be their boyfriend since they were always together whenever not in class. They couldn't deny that they hadn't thought about it a couple of times but often shook the idea away, thinking of it as impossible.

Many in their class thought they were weird. Always wearing a uniform shirt several sizes too big, the school skirt a lot longer than any of the girls ever wore it. Head always down, avoiding the piercing stares that sent the voices in their mind wild.

The day passed by agonisingly slow. They couldn't even go straight home, instead of having to trudge over to the volleyball gym to help out. Kuroo told them that the manager position was really easy and you didn't have to move much. Well, that was a lie, constantly having to refill water bottles, help clean up and with Lev always forgetting his things at games, Kenma having to rush to get them for him. But, they knew Kuroo just wanted them to have a reason to be there. When they were informed of a weekend training camp coming up at the end of the week, they immediately tried to think of ways t get out of it but Kuroo's playful glare shooed those thoughts away.

Dark circles surrounded their amber eyes that night. Kuroo left a couple of hours earlier after begging to play at least one match of Mario cart with them. He had to leave soon after to tutor some first year with chemistry. 

Once again, they were met by their reflection. Once again, a stranger stared back at them. They looked down at their hands itching towards the scissors upon the bathroom sink. 
'Just do it...who...who cares what they think.'