King Kuroo and the Red Knights (4)
A Camelot AU where King Arthur is Kuroo Tetsuro, and the Knights of the Roundtable of other third years from seasons 1-4 of the HQ anime. Eventual Kuroo X Reader.
Action, Fluff, Angst, Humor, Eventual Romance
Mentions of stalking and abuse of power, Language, Angst in feelings, Gore and fighting
For Chapter: ~5600words Total Posted:~13000words
Questions/Comments/Concerns/Ideas welcom as always.
This week you get 2 chapter updates! As a thank you to the first comment I recieved here on Tumblr and on AO3! Thank you for reading!
Chapter 4: First Impressions
In your traveling companion’s suit of armor, sat upon your horse’s back, Suga and you approach the castle within Camelot’s bounds. Halting just steps away from the stairs up to the main entrance.
“You know your role from here on.” Suga whispered as he dismounted.
Nodding once to indicate you both heard and understood him, you followed suit and dismounted as well.
Your pair stood, waiting to see how the residents of the kingdom would react to your arrival. Suga held Mapo’s reins and indicated he would take Tofu’s as well. Handing them over, you took a short walk around the open square, eyeing all the open crevices and possible attack points, making note of them should things happen to go wrong during your stay.
A sound reaches your ears and you face the direction your friend and horses were still standing. Trying to focus your vision, you squinted past their figures and caught the glimpse of a reflection from the setting sun on metal, though from the current distance you couldn’t tell if the reflection was from a weapon or something else. Deciding to be safe, you made your way back to Suga, waving as you did so.
Having donned the Red Knight’s armour, you knew better than to speak. It was one of the first rules of being a proper Knight, ‘Do not speak when wearing your gear, Y/N. You generally know how to hold your tongue, especially when it’s necessary, but this is a rule all of us follow to make sure our anonymity stays intact.’ You recalled Suga’s squad leader’s teachings from the times he’d allowed you to train with them.
Suga noticed your quick gestures and tightened his hold on the horse’s reins. Glancing around him as inconspicuously as he could while waiting for you to return to his side.
“How many?” He asked promptly when you reached for Tofu, a ploy of stroking his mane to cover the act of regrouping with your companion. You held up a fist to indicate how unsure you were. “Difficult,” He whispered back.
Suga was trained as a proper Red Knight, and though you were never given the title, so were you. If anyone dared to attack you, your pair would be ready.
This time Suga didn’t miss the reflected light and he recognized the size of the weapon. He looked at you and smiled, speaking tightly through his facade of a grin, “Long swords, it’s probably an ambush. At least 2, more likely there are more.”
You smiled, and despite your face hiding behind the mask of the armour, you could tell that your friend knew what expression you wore.
“Don’t be reckless before we even make an introduction.” He chastised, though you both knew it was procedural and not intended to hold any real effect.