sportsanime | Bonus Round 1: Memory

Let's start our summer by looking at the past—things that happened in canon, or maybe in an AU, or maybe just as wishful thinking...

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 9 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

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RULES

Submit prompts by commenting to this post! You prompt should consist of one scenario beginning with the phrase "Remember when", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from our list of nominated fandoms.
- Your prompts can take the form of recalling canon facts/events ("Remember when Nozomi and Eli got parfaits after school?"), non-canon events ("Remember when Megumi and Jin met at the Tadokoro Family Reunion?"), or somewhere in-between ("Remember when Bokuto and Kenma first met?"). Headcanons and AUs are welcome!
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Rei & Nagisa). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Rei/Nagisa). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
Post fills by leaving a responding comment to a prompt with your newly-created work.
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Brand-new works only, please.

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400 words (prose)
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14 lines (poetry)

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“Kuro,” Kenma says. His grip tightens on the mouse. “You just stole my kill.”

“Oops, sorry.” Kuroo’s voice crackles through his headphones. “My bad.”

“Why are you following me?” Kenma asks instead. “This map is for elves, you should've started in the human tutorial region.” He concentrates on taking down the next Infected Bulltoad, fingers flying over his keyboard. F1, F7, double tap on the E to dodge, F2, then a finishing blow—

Kuroo’s avatar launches in, broadsword swinging down with a flash.

“Kuro—” Kenma says, unable to keep frustration from bleeding into his voice. He takes a breath, and continues, “You stole my kill again.”

“I was helping,” Kuroo objects. He sounds pleased. Onscreen, his avatar scoops up the loot.

“You were kill-stealing,” Kenma replies flatly. He's already directed his white mage to the edge of the woodland, and he halfheartedly hopes that Kuroo will fall behind. If he moves to the clearing, the mobs will be too high for Kuroo’s level too.

“What is that, anyway? Is it an actual thing?” Kuroo asks. Click, click. “No big deal right—” He makes a sudden, pleased noise over the mic. “Hey, I got a Blessed Sword. And poison glands.”

Kenma’s eyes drift up the PvP button, at the top-right corner of his screen.

No, he won't. It's not worth the immorality points—

“Hey, that toad dropped five gold too. Nice.”

Never mind. He might. He just might.

“So how do I level up?” Kuroo asks. “I wanna do one of those dungeon parties that you're always doing. Looks fun.”

Kenma resists the urge to say, please don't, and, my guild will kick me out if I run a dungeon with someone who plays as badly as you do, but that's just inviting Kuroo’s mirth. Which is a dangerous thing, given that Kuroo already seems too intrigued by the game—his avatar sprints around, pausing to collect the mushrooms littered on the forest floor.

Actually, he's not even collecting them. Kuroo’s avatar digs up the mushrooms and leaves them floating on-screen.

“Press the F key,” Kenma tries to tell him, but Kuroo has already moved on.

“Check out the view,” he says, as his avatar walks right up to the edge of the rocky outcrop, left of the woodland.

“Don't get too close—” Kenma begins.

“Woah!” Kuroo’s avatar plunges off the cliff, and flops over onto the rocky floor below. Dead. A cough sounds over Kenma’s headphones, followed with a bemused: “Didn't know that could happen. My red bar dropped all the way to zero. Wow.”

“HP bar.”

“What?”

“It's called a HP bar,” Kenma repeats. He hopes he doesn’t sound too resigned. Or maybe he does. Why is Kuroo even playing? As far as Kenma knows, Kuroo doesn’t play video games. Or any game, other than volleyball. And yet here he is, an hour after announcing that he’d downloaded the game and intended to join Kenma. All that Kenma’s managed to conclude is that Kuroo is terrible. Undeniably, irrevocably awful.

He didn’t expect to play babysitter today. There’s a server-wide event starting in a few hours too. How annoying.

“So,” Kuroo draws out, blissfully unaware. “Are you gonna come rescue me?”

Kenma lets his white mage run down the side of the cliff, a steep path downward. “Don’t forget to pick up your bag when I resurrect you,” he says, as he opens his inventory for a resurrection scroll.

“By the way, there’s a—”

The screen shudders, red cracks sparking on screen. Kenma’s HP bar cuts to half.

He scrambles to hit I, snapping shut his inventory, but he’s too late. Another shudder of his screen, and his white mage makes a low, groaning noise. His HP bar is empty.

Kenma stares at the screen. He rubs his eyes, finds that they’re dry enough to hurt, so he stops and blinks to stare again. Still dead. The screen slowly spins over the fallen body of his white mage.

Resurrect at the nearest town? the screen asks him.

To the side of the rocky cliff face, a black panther prowls away. A large crown is marked over its head, glowing softly.

“Is that a boss?” Kuroo asks, sounding apologetic.

Kenma takes a deep breath. “Yes. That’s a boss.” Why didn’t you tell me, he wants to ask, but there’s no point. They’re both still dead on the rocky floor of the cliff, and Kenma has just lost all the XP he gained over the last hour. Frustration has his fingers drumming over the keyboard.

“We should take a break for lunch,” Kuroo says, after a pause. “I’ve got leftovers in the fridge.”

His voice is too light, Kenma realises. Too nonchalant for mere disinterest, after dying in a new game. “You planned this,” he says, and wonders if he sounds too accusing. He should, he decides—that XP took him ages, and he’ll have to backtrack to pick up his bag too.

“Eh,” Kuroo says. He doesn’t sound apologetic now. His grin is almost audible, even over the poor quality of his microphone. “Maybe. But since we’re dead now anyway, let’s take a break.”

“You made me lose XP.”

Kuroo is unfazed. “You’ve barely left your room all week. You need a break.”

Bargaining with Kuroo is always difficult—mostly because what he says is true, but it doesn’t mean Kenma has to agree. “One hour,” he tries instead. He still wants to play that server-wide event.

“You gotta eat dinner with me too, then,” comes Kuroo’s swift answer.

“That’s—”

“Great, that’s a deal,” Kuroo interrupts, sounding disgustingly cheery. “I’ll be right over. We’ll just use your microwave, yeah?”

There’s a clatter as Kuroo presumably takes off his headset and drops it on his keyboard. Kenma stifles his sigh. He clicks the button to return to the nearest city, and pushes his chair back.

Thank youuuu, this is basically what I imagined but even better bc WOW KUROO, how much of that is you trolling and how much are you actually bad at games?? I'm cringing for Kenma's sake, the EXP~ ;o; Kenma calmly considering PvP murder... This is so great <333

Hahahha, I like to think that Kuroo was doing it on purpose. Though, I wouldn't put it past him to actually have no idea what he was doing ingame.....glad you liked the fill!! It was fun to write, thank you <33

Bonus Round 1: Memory

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