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a/n: in which Tsuki has a little fun with Kuroo. #krtsk

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There it is again!
That feeling of being watched. And not just being watched by some random person. This place is crowded enough. It's like being watched by someone you know. I'm not entirely sure how to explain it. It's familiar, but I haven't seen anyone I know.

Tsuki, Bokuto, and Akaashi came with me to the festival, but then we split up. Tsuki and I went to look at various souvenir stalls, while Bokuto hauled Akaashi off for food. The next thing I know, Tsuki hands me a slip of paper, tells me he'll be right back, and then he's gone.

It was odd for Tsuki to leave like that. He hates crowds. My curiosity is piqued, so I start to walk in the direction I last saw him go. I keep my eyes open, looking for a tall, lanky blonde, wearing a black kimono with an orange chrysanthemum pattern embroidered on it.

"Hey, Kuroo!" Akaashi walks up to me. "Have you seen Bokuto?"
"No. Have you seen Tsuki?"
He shakes his head, and notices the paper I hold in my hand. Curiously, he smirks, which is unlike him.
"I think you need to read that," he says cryptically.
"What? Why?"

I look down at the paper, and then up again. Akaashi is gone. Things are getting stranger and stranger. I look at the paper again:
"Find Tsuki Kitsune. "X" marks the spot."
The paper was a map.
The X isn't too far.
So. He wants to play a game?

Challenge Accepted.

I catch sight of a familiar blonde head. I move a little faster, yet he manages to stay ahead. At an intersection, he faces me, smiles, and puts the kitsune mask he's holding over his face.
"Kuroo!" I turn away for just a second.
Hmm. No one. I turn back and Tsuki's gone.

I walk down the path where I last saw Tsuki. The crowd seems thin here; maybe I'll catch Tsuki Kitsune. The lanterns and fairy lights create a fantasy type setting. Not too far ahead, I see a booth selling taiyaki. There, in front of the line, is my quarry.

But just as I start to close in, someone bumps into me. I reach out to catch them so they don't fall, looking away.
"I'm so sorry," the little girl says. I smile as I help her pick up the stuff she dropped.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Are you Kuroo?"
I blink. "Yeah. How do you know me?"
"Mr. Kitsune told me," she said with a smile. "He also said to give you this."
She hands me two taiyaki, wrapped in a cloth, tied with a red ribbon. Tucked into the ribbon was another note.
"Thank you," I tell her, but she's gone.
So is Tsuki.

'Catch me if you can!'
I begin to think this was planned, and I think of a counter to end this game. At another stall, I buy my own kitsune mask.
Takes a fox to catch a fox.
Since I didn't see which way he went, I put on the mask, and start off in a new direction.

*Later*
From the shadows, I watch as Tsuki arrives. He's with Akaashi and Bokuto, so clearly they were helping.
"Are you sure?" Akaashi asks Tsuki.
"Yeah. I'll be fine," he replies. "You two go enjoy what's left of the festival. The fireworks will start soon."

Once they're gone, Tsuki remains standing in place, his back to me. I take a step forward, covering my face with my mask, and... step on a twig. Perfect. I can feel Tsuki's smile.
"I see you finally made it,' he said, his voice shaky from holding back laughter.
"I beat you here."
"You think so?"
"No one was here."
"We were hiding off the path. Once we saw you, we waited a bit, and then followed."
"You were watching me?"
"The entire time."
"That almost explains everything."
"Almost?"
"Well, for starters, why?"
"What's a festival without a little mischief?"
"Mischief, huh?"
Tsuki nodded. "Unfortunately, you've yet to complete your... 'task.'"
"My task?"
"Catch me."

Slowly, I walk toward him, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He isn't moving. I stop just out of arm's reach.

"Why aren't you moving?"

Tsuki just smiles. I take another step.

"Do you want to be caught?"

No answer again, at least not verbally. His eyes, though. His eyes are shining with his answer. Another step, and only a few inches separate us.
But I don't touch him. Not yet.

"Do you want to be caught?" I ask again.
Tsuki nods. "Yeah."

I take his hands, weaving our fingers together. I pull him closer; not even the breeze can get through. I tease him with my lips, barely touching his neck, his ear, his mouth. I can feel his heart race, just like mine. His breathing is ragged, just like mine.

"I caught you."