If you build it

He spent most of his time fishing. Out by the bay with his net and his fishy friends. Okay, maybe not friends, but maybe he could befriend a bird or two. They really seemed interested in his catches as they lined up each day. Kuroo could see the hope in their eyes that he would feed them. When the fish weren't worthy of keeping, he would, but not without careful consideration. Surely, Hattori wouldn't be pleased to know he was feeding the wildlife. Caught up in the moment of towing the net in, he was caught off guard by an unfamiliar howl. The other day, their Kaicho had mentioned to both him and his brother that someone new would be needing their help. This had to be him.

Curious, the lightly splotched boy with his slightly growing vitiligo patches released the net back into the bay. Satisfied that it wouldn't tear with the current, he took off toward the bamboo maze. Having learned the notches Usagi had made in the tall stalks, he lazily wound his way through the fortress. Not quite in a hurry, he could already smell that his brother had approached first. Not surprised as the darker and grumpier half was always patrolling their home, he halted with a spray of dirt. Both pale eyes blinked rapidly as he looked from Usagi to the stranger. "Kaicho told us that someone needed help, remember?" He prattled off to his brother quickly as he stepped up beside Usagi.

Kuroo could already tell that his floppy-eared brother was suspicious and not in a fantastic mood. Not that he was ever in a good mood, but it felt more sour than normal. Turning his attention back to the stranger, he looked the larger fanged male over. Definitely from Iga, but a more ivory version of Hattori. Narrowing his gaze a moment, he brushed off the idea that this could be their father. Hattori wouldn't do that to them, would he? Their silent leader would have surely set up a proper meeting as they had discussed before. Still unsure of the circumstances, he brushed off the questions he wanted to ask. "Hattori mentioned work needed to be done. What can we help you with?" Kuroo asked carefully, his skin feeling tingly as he hoped Usagi wouldn't make a scene.

"Speech"