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Yama be running 🏃💨

【GOTTA GO FAST】#hq_69min

My BoY was a CapTaiN!!?!!!?

O my god, my precious son was a CAPTAIN😭💖

He went a long journey, from a bench sitter to a reliable teammate and then became the team captain

I'm literally crying

That's the growth he deserves

May I note that it was Yamaguchis birthday but I wasn’t on yesterday so I couldn’t celebrate it :/

I STILL LOVE U YAMS

Happy belated birthday u cutie 😘

Haikyuu!! Characters as things people I know have said:

Hinata: “How would I get sick? I was already sick this year.”

Kageyama: “It’s part of my new cruelty policy.”

Nishinoya: “I’m fine. Knee pads offer maximum protection.”

Tsukishima: “I love thinking of new ways to insult people.”

Oikawa: “I would forgive my human imperfections if I had any.”

Bokuto: “I put the o in fun.”

Iwaizumi: “I’m angst-ridden.”

Kuroo: “Be quiet! I’m talking about my son.”

Akaashi: “This is above my pay grade.”

Kenma: “I’ve been gaming ever since I woke up today at 2 pm.”

Daichi: “Now that you’ve killed me...”

Tanaka: “I liked her when I was in high school, and I like her now.”

Yamaguchi: “You might be cruel, but I will love you nevertheless.”

Sugawara: “Come on people. Let’s act a little mature here.”

Ushijima: “Ok, but he should have gone to Shiratorizawa.”

He's just so cute uwu

Baby yams in frog bucket hat

yamaguchi doodle

Bullies Were Never My Kinda Thing

italicized means Japanese

This is based on that one trend from tiktok where the k-drama fmc gets the classic milk dump and the american student puts her hands up making the cafeteria a wwe ring.

the song I listened to: tiktok 1 hour repeat of 'Dumb wit it' aka not my song

my inspo: k-drama bully scene & american student trend

My bike makes a skidding sound as I pull up in front of Karasuno. A new school. First school in Japan, but probably won't be the last... Not with my track record.

I park my bike and lock it to the bike rack. I walk in, my shirt untucked, and drinking from a juice box. My bag is hanging off one shoulder, and full of study materials I probably will forget about in a week.

I find a bench and set my bag down, trying to find my schedule. As I'm digging through it, I feel a body bump into my butt. I whip around, ready to smack a bitch, only to find a girl. Shorter and a little thinner than me, but definitely needs a shove from the right person to get her to move. I catch her by the shoulders. "You good?" I ask her in English, forgetting that not everyone knows English- shit.. um.. "元気ですか?" (Genki desu ka?) I stutter, trying to find the right words for the context of the situation.

"Ah! You don't have to use Japanese!" She waves her hand and smiles.

I sigh in relief. "Thank god. Okay. You good? Any bumps or bruises?"

"Oh, no! Himari just bumped into me! No problem." The girl waves her hands around, looking like she's trying to dust something off.

"Okay... just... watch yourself, hun." I let go of her after making sure she is stabilized. I turn back around and look for my schedule. I finally find it and look for my first period.

As I walk over to my homeroom, I enter and see an empty seat next to the girl who I caught. I cock an eyebrow and look around for a different seat. Of course, she just happens to see me.

"Hey! Come here!" She waves me down. I sigh and walk over.

As I walk over, another girl comes over and bumps into me. I shrug it off, but a voice cut through the peace that was my mind.

"Aren't you going to apologize?"

I whip around. It's another chick. "Got a pro- um..." I rack my brain for the equivalent of my question, but shrug and walk to the girl who waved me down. "You are seriously going to sit by Yachi?"

"Yeah, I am. Do you have a problem with it?" I turn around and stare who I assume to be Himari.

Himari freezes up, catching my eyes.

"I said, do you have a problem with that?"

"N-no." Himari scoffs, flouncing her hair and her posse follows after her.

"You-you didn't have to do that!" Yachi blanches white in the face, waving her hands around like a mad woman.

"Nah, no problem, hun. Besides...

Bullies were never my kinda thing." ______________________________________________________________

I now walk Yachi to class every day to make sure Himari doesn't push her around.

That doesn't mean I can be there all the time.

"I noticed Himari seems more... confident, nowadays." I raise an eyebrow at Yachi, seeing her face flush.

"Well... she knows my routine... she's also in the Photography Club." Yachi rubs her arms; her English way better than it was at the beginning of the year.

"That's what I thought." I frown, my nose flaring slightly. "I'm gonna beat a bitch..." I mutter, fire rising in my chest.

"Y/N! You can't do that! It's against the rules!" Yachi tugs at the cardigan tied around my waist.

"I know. Doesn't mean I can't wait for the perfect moment." An evil smile crosses my face with a laugh taking over my body.

"Y/N! Calm down! You're going to attract attention!" Yachi grabs at my short sleeve this time.

"Everything will be okay, hun. I've got it under control." I smile at Yachi, trying to keep her spirits up.

"O-ok!" Yachi smiles, walking to homeroom now.

---------- After homeroom, during a break -------------

"Hey, Himari! I need some help with something!" I call for the bitch while Yachi is looking at another club or something.

The girl smirks and walks over, sitting on the desk.

"Hey, new girl. What do you need help with?" Himari smirks, flicking her hair again.

I smile all nice and pretty and lean close to her, like I'm going to point something out to her. Instead... she's going to know not to pick on Yachi again.

"If you ever push Yachi around again, I will personally make sure to make whatever area we are in a WWE match that you will be guaranteed to lose... got it?" I smirk, waiting for her response. I can feel her cold sweats radiating from her neck as I smile behind the big textbook.

"Whatever, new girl." Himari tries to leave, but my hand clamps on her shoulder.

"My name is Y/N... and you should do good to remember it." I smile all pretty to really send the message home.

Himari scoffs and walks off in perfect timing with Yachi coming inside.

"Hey, Y/N! I found another club! It's for the boys volleyball team. I'm going to be like a... 'mini-manager', as you would call it."

"Sounds perfect for you, Yachi. Are you sure about this?" I know she gets nervous around new people.

"Su-sure! I met their 'main manager', Kiyoko. She seems nice." Yachi smiles and gets more comfortable talking about the club.

"Okay. But I'm coming with you. No one is allowed to mess with you."

"O-okay!" Yachi stammers, getting into her seat for our class.

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"Hey, guys. I remember you talking about how the team would need a new manager, so... Meet your new manager." Kiyoko introduces Yachi.

I stand off to the side, ready to throw hands if need be.

"YOU'RE SO CUTE!!!" Two boys jump at Yachi, and Kiyoko and I hold them back.

"Hands off!" I shout at the two loud boys.

"Huh?" They look up at me. I cross my arms and stand protectively in front of Yachi.

"You're pretty too!" My eye twitches. 'Did those two idiots think I was jealous of Yachi?'

"Not what I was here for, but okay." I shrug and take up my post beside Yachi again.

"You're the new American transfer, huh?" The tall blonde asked rhetorically.

"The one and only, beanpole." I stay indifferent. This is no different than American schools.

Minus the fact that there is less school shootings and fist fights...

So a little boring, but it's fine.

"So why do you use Japanese, if pretty much everyone knows English?" A little carrot sprout asks me.

I smirk and look him up and down. "Because people get weirded out if you don't know their culture or language, sweetheart. Especially when it's only one person in a school of hundreds."

"Well, everyone has noticed how Blondie here has a bodyguard after a few run-ins with Himari. That's you then." Tsukishima attempts to get under my skin.

"What can I say?

Bullies were never my kind of thing."

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I noticed how Yachi is being a recluse again, a tell-tale sign of Himari bullying her again.

I sigh and continue trudging on. I'm just kinda hoping that Yachi stands up for herself now.

As we go into homeroom, Himari shoulder-checks Yachi as she walks to her seat.

I sigh and shoulder-check Himari back, giving her a tired look and shaking my head. "Don't start that shit today, Himari. I'm too tired for this crap."

Himari just giggles and sits down. I sigh and roll my shoulders, sitting down. I pull out my materials for class and do the work.

--------- After classes, now lunch time ----------

"Hey, Yachi? I'm gonna go get some lunch. Be right back." I wink and send her a finger gun.

I walk to a vending machine and grab a drink for my lunch.

"Hey! Y/N-san!" Hinata shouted in the halls, running at me.

"Ahhhh!" I wait for impact of a short carrot sprout, but none comes. I let out a breath of relief.

"What do you need, Carrot?" I ask Hinata, walking back to my classroom.

"I need help with tutoring, and I know you and Yachi share a class, so I was hoping you could help me?" Hinata asks me.

"Um... Why don't you ask Tsukishima? He's a pretty smart guy too." I shrug and walk on.

"Tsukishima is rude, and while his methods of studying works... Hinata can't handle the pressure." Kageyama joins us as we pass a milk vending machine.

I shrug, "Makes sense. Mine's not any better. I just use a different method, but sure. Whatever you guys want."

"Awesome!" Hinata jumps in the air.

"So I need help with math and English class. I'm pretty sure Kageyama needs help with everything-" Hinata is quieted by Kageyama who is slapping the back of his head.

"Boke, Hinata, BOKE! I don't need help with anything!" Kageyama pouts and shakes his fist angrily.

"But didn't you fail your English test? And your formal Japanese tests? And your..." Hinata's words are drowned out by the scene that plays out in front of me.

Himari is laughing... and pouring milk on Yachi's lap.

Instantly, my body locks up, all of my muscles tensing. I don't even hear my bag dropping.

"Um... Y/N-san?" Hinata's voice sounds as if it's far away.

"I'll be right back, Hinata." I say as I walk over to Himari, putting my hair up, eyes wide and tunnel vision on Himari.

"Oh no..." Kageyama says as Tsukishima passes the classroom with Yamaguchi.

"What are you saying 'oh no' for King? Did someone steal your milk?-" Tsukishima is cut off seeing Y/N tap Himari's shoulder. He immediately pulls out his phone and starts recording.

Himari turns around and is immediately met with a fist to the face. Himari falls to the ground, her hair whipping around and almost catching on Y/N. Y/N grabs Himari before she can fall and lands another five-fingered punch, letting her fall this time.

"Come on, bitch! I know you can understand me because you reacted when I talked in English!" Y/N lands a hit on Himari's stomach, causing the bully to keel over.

"I thought you said you were the baddest bitch in the school! Or did I hear wrong?!" Y/N hits Himari with a right-handed uppercut followed by a left-handed punch directly on her cheek.

By then, Himari is so pissed. All of her friends back off and cringe.

"You'll pay... you illiterate American cunt." Himari quietly talks, throwing a weak-ass punch.

Y/N blocks the feeble punch, not even bothering to hit again. "I serve cunt, you repugnant skid mark."

Y/N, after not having anything fun to do around the school, finally grins. She has been waiting for this moment.

The moment her rage can be unleashed.

She held nothing back. She hit left and right, left and right, left and right... again and again... and again.

Himari was helpless against the rage of an American teen.

As Himari lays helplessly at Y/N's feet.

"So who's next?" Y/N looks around the classroom, a dark grin appearing on her face. Nobody dares to face her.

Y/N takes a deep breath, "Come on, Yachi. Lets get you cleaned up." Y/N leads Yachi out of the classroom.

"I want that footage, Tsukishima!" Y/N shouts at the tall boy.

The other boys just walk out of the classroom, scarred.

"I'm gonna tell Tanaka-senpai." Hinata bolts down the hall, going to his own class.

Kageyama goes to his classroom, knowing he will probably hear about it later at volleyball practice.

Yamaguchi and Tsukishima go to their respective classes, knowing they will see Y/N there later.

"Y/N-san! Why would you do that?! You're gonna get in trouble!" Yachi exclaims from her side of the bathroom.

Y/N sighs, expecting this. "What can I say, sweetheart?

Bullies were never my kinda thing."

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Author's Cup of Tea:

Teehee *loudly slurps tea*

Tell me what y'all think. It's my first time writing in the Haikyu!! universe. Should I do it again? Should I do the same prompt in a different universe?

See you later, caffies~

Also, i am hyperaware that even tho i am a native speaking English-woman, my english is actual garbage. Any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is greatly appreciated. Thank you 🤗

Onigiri Miya Tidbits Ch 10

Title: the big game

Genre: gen fic, reader insert

Word Count: 4.8k

Summary: Onigiri Miya is now hiring and you just happen to be the right person for the job. The business has been gaining popularity since its grand opening, and many customers travel from different cities just to have a bite of Miya Osamu’s delicious recipes. You did expect some craziness from working in food services, but what you didn’t expect was to be bombarded with frequent tomfoolery from a bunch of attractive volleyball players during your shifts.

disclaimer: manga spoilers

A/N: i present to you...a new chapter a little earlier than usual because im not good at making productive decisions for my life or getting enough sleep :D

Previous///Next

You’re greeting yet another hungry customer during work, but your surroundings are a bit different from usual. Today, you stand behind the Onigiri Miya food stall at Kamei Arena Sendai. Osamu had planned to set up a stall for the V. League Championships event to promote his restaurant. Even though he won’t admit it, he is also here to support Atsumu.

The different setting isn’t the only thing that was new, however. Today, you had an extra worker helping out with the stall.

“Dai-kun, can you refill the Grilled Mentaiko and Salmon onigiris on the shelf?” You ask a male standing behind you while passing an order to the awaiting hands of a father and his child.

He jokingly salutes at you. “Aye aye, captain!”

Kimura Daisuke is a cousin of yours that is a year younger than you and has recently moved into town to transfer into the local university. He currently has an online tutoring job but has shown interest in working at Onigiri Miya around the time you’ll be leaving. Having your cousin assisting today is sort of like a trial run for your boss to assess. It’s also nice to have an extra pair of hands since the day was surely going to be very busy.

Osamu suddenly bumps your shoulder. “Have I already been replaced as the boss? Kimura-san seems to listen to you more than his potential employer.”

“I don’t know. Maybe you’re just slacking?” A small giggle leaves your mouth and he returns your smile.

It’s been a couple of weeks since that day. After Osamu had walked you home in the rain, he didn’t treat you any differently during work despite the slightly intimate moment you two had shared the night before. You couldn’t bring yourself to mention anything, so you decided to just act like nothing happened. It was honestly a bit of a relief since you don’t think you really have the mental capacity to deal with your feelings while trying to prepare for your new life in graduate school.

Your thoughts are cut short when you hear Osamu let out a noise of recognition. “Oh hey! It’s you, uh...from Karasuno! You were the one with that really nasty jump floater!”

A tall male with freckles scattered across his face responds to Osamu’s exclamation. “Ah. It’s Yamaguchi.”

Your boss snaps his fingers as he remembers something. “Oh yeeeah. This is Sendai. Duh. It’s your home turf.”

“Yeah. But, even if it wasn't being held here in Sendai, there’s no way I’d miss this game.” There’s a certain glint in Yamaguchi’s eyes.

Osamu grins knowingly. “I bet you wouldn’t.”

As the two look up at the Adlers vs. MSBY banner behind the food stalls, you decide to voice the question that had popped up in your mind when Osamu first greeted Yamaguchi. “Hey, you said you went to Karasuno, right? Does that mean you were teammates with Sho-kun? Or, uh, Hinata-kun?”

Yamaguchi is a little flustered when he realizes that you’ve been listening to the whole conversation but nods his head. “We were on the same volleyball team all three years of high school. Are you a friend of his?”

“Yup! I actually met him in Brazil and we’ve been good friends ever since. He’s told me a lot about his former teammates, but I’m just bad with names.”

He points to you in realization. “Oh! So, you’re the friend from Brazil! Hinata’s mentioned you a couple times when we talked over the phone.”

You chatted with Yamaguchi a bit more and even got to meet another girl named Yachi who had also been involved with Karasuno’s volleyball club. Eventually, they both had to leave since the game was starting soon and needed to meet up with a friend.

Once the Adlers vs. MSBY game commenced, there weren’t that many customers, so you were able to watch the majority of the game undisturbed. You were, however, surprised to see Akaashi when he came up to the stall to buy some onigiris. You haven’t seen him since your first day of work, so it was a bit comical to witness him slightly deflating when you mention that you haven’t told anyone about the tax incident.

For the rest of the game, the only sounds you make are ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ as you try your best to follow the fast pace (Although, you did meet a nice guy named Koganegawa who practically jumped like a child when you handed him his food). Even with all of the things you already know about the sport, this volleyball game was just too intense for you to digest everything. Before you knew it, the match was officially over with MSBY scoring the win. You felt proud of Hinata and was thoroughly impressed by all the other athletes you’ve come to know at work.

Osamu and Kimura both cheered in joy at the fantastic game as well. Even though you technically didn’t win anything, you still wanted to take advantage of the positive atmosphere, “Do you guys want to take a picture as a memory for this day?”

Your boss smiles. “Sure. I can take it with my phone. Get in!”

The three of you stand close to each other to get into the frame, with you being the middle. Osamu takes the picture and pulls it up to show you and your cousin how it turned out. Just as Osamu is about to take another photo, Kimura steps aside and you both look at him curiously.

“You guys should take a picture with just the two of you!” Kimura suggests.

You tilt your head in confusion. “What about you?”

“I just think you guys should take a picture together since you’re technically the ‘real’ workers...and some other things.” Your cousin mumbled the last part of his sentence, but you couldn’t ask him what he meant since he had already turned around to speak with someone at a nearby stall.

Both you and Osamu just shrug your shoulders at Kimura's explanation. Osamu puts his phone in a selfie position again and gestures for you to get closer. You comply and muster up the happiest smile you could make. The man beside you also produces a bright grin and snaps the picture. Afterwards, Osamu sends you both pictures and your expression softens.

Now that the game has concluded, there’s an influx of hungry customers that leave your stall busy for about an hour or so. Osamu has allowed Kimura to man the second register and your cousin has been doing fairly well for his first time on the job. After helping an elderly man with his order, the lunch rush seems to have finally died down.

You take off your apron and put it off to the side. “Osamu-san, Dai-kun. I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Will you guys be okay on your own for a bit?”

Kimura nods his head fervently.

Osamu waves his hand at you. “We’ll live.”

You snicker at his response and make your way into the closest restroom, which was actually a lot further than you expected. After taking care of your business, you walk out of the bathroom and see two male strangers loitering in the hallway, both adorning tracksuits of a team you can’t recognize. You attempt to walk past them unnoticeably but fail to do so when they stop conversing and stare at you with lingering eyes.

“Oh, hey there. You’re pretty cute.”

“Yeah. You got a boyfriend?”

The two men slowly walk over to where you’re standing and corner you against the wall from either side. You did not want to deal with this right now. “Doesn’t matter to you. Move out of the way.”

One of them scoffs and a drop of spit lands on your cheek. “What’s the big deal? We just complimented you. Can’t you see that we’re being nice?”

You wipe your face in disgust. “I’m trying to get back to work. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

As you try to push past them, you feel a rough hand grip around your wrist tightly. Another arm threateningly wraps around your waist and your steps are halted. You struggle a bit to escape, but their holds are too constricting. In the back of your mind, you wish Osamu was there.

You grit your teeth. “Let me go.”

The one with the grip on your wrist uses his other hand to grasp your chin and you glare at his face. “Listen, we’re volleyball players. Isn’t it like every girl’s dream to hang out with cool athletes like us? Clearly, being nice isn’t enough, so we’ll just have to use force.”

Having had enough, your instincts tell you to raise your leg and get ready to kick one of them. Just as you’re about to wreak havoc, a new hand grabs onto the wrist of the man in front of you. The vice grip on the man’s wrist causes his hold on you to loosen. The arm on your waist also disappears and you don’t hesitate to pull away.

In your haste, you almost lose your footing but someone catches you and pushes you behind them. Your face is assaulted by a comforting citrus scent and you immediately know who you bumped into. Sure enough, when you look up, a freshly showered Hinata is standing in front of you. He’s staring at the men who were harassing you and you’ve never seen him carry such an angry expression.

When you finally take in your surroundings, another familiar figure comes into view, his blonde hair still wet from washing up after his recent game. The mysterious hand belonged to none other than Miya Atsumu. “Looks like we’ve got some pieces of shit that leaked out of the bathroom.”

Surprisingly, Ushijima was the one who had pulled the other guy away from your waist. “Indeed.”

Both of them glare at the harassers coldly. Starting to feel a bit threatened, the strangers step aside and begin walking down the hall while looking behind them. “Ugh, these guys are just from those big shot teams. We better run before we get banned from playing.”

The men started to pick up their pace but suddenly ran into another tall figure. When they look up, Kageyama is intensely staring them down in silence. The strangers’ faces pale at the sight of the Adler’s setter.

“Dude, that's Kageyama! I think we made him angry!”

“Fuck! S-sorry!”

The two practically sprinted away leaving behind a rather confused Kageyama. He has absolutely no idea why they ran away from him. Despite what had just conspired, you internally laugh at how unaware the male was.

“Are you okay, (Name)-san?” Hinata turns around and faces you. Any traces of anger had completely dissipated from his face. “They didn’t hurt you or anything?”

“I’m okay. I appreciate it, Sho-kun.” You give him a reassuring smile.

“Man, those guys are scum,” Atsumu says with clear irritation in his voice. Even through his irritation, you can still recognize the concern in his own eyes as he focuses his attention on you. “Lucky you had your knights in shining armor?”

“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Atsumu-san.” You raise your eyebrow at his words but wonder if this was his way of comforting you.

The blonde raises his hands in front of him in a defensive stance. “Oh, I know. I’m sure you can deliver a nice blow to the next guy that dares lay a hand on you, sweetheart.”

Ushijima speaks up from his usual quietness to give his own input to the conversation as he remembers a certain incident the first time he visited Onigiri Miya. “She has actually already done so to one of my former teammates.”

Atsumu smirks. “Well, damn.”

You get flustered for being exposed by the stoic spiker. “It was an accident!”

Before you could suffer any longer, the moment is interrupted by loud voices echoing the halls.

“Oh, wow! Are we finally gathering for that arm wrestling competition?” Spiky grey and black hair animatedly sway from side to side as Bokuto sees all of you together.

Behind him, Hoshiumi runs up to the group enthusiastically and starts to jump in place. “Oh, boy! Count me in!”

Kageyama blankly stares at his bird-like teammate. “Ah, Hoshiumi-san.”

With the addition of two more rowdy people into the group, Atsumu looks like he’s about to have a heart attack with the way he clutches his chest. “No, no! We’re doing this again?! What is this ‘let’s overwhelm the reader part 2’?!”

You have absolutely no idea what he was talking about and just shake your head in indifference. It was probably best to just leave him alone in his own strange distress.

Your movement catches Hoshiumi’s attention and the male waves his arm in greeting. “Oh, hey (Surname)-san! Did you watch our game? Did you see my skills?”

You giggle at his excitement. “I did. I was impressed by your jumping ability. You all played really well. ”

Bokuto perks up at your comment. “You have a pretty nice view from Myaa-sam’s stall, so you’ve seen all of my spikes too, right?!”

“Of course, Bokuto-san.” You briefly check your phone and realize that you’ve spent far too long going to the bathroom. “Speaking of ‘Myaa-sam’, I should probably head back to work.”

You quickly waved to all of the volleyball players and they each gave you their own warm goodbyes before walking back to their own locker rooms. However, one person stayed behind.

“I’ll walk you back, (Name)-san!” Hinata offers.

“You don’t have to. It’s not that far of a walk.” You put your hands in front of you.

He shakes his head and sends you a friendly grin, but a hint of concern is laced into his eyes. “Just in case.”

Understanding his worry, you nod and let him stay beside you as you start walking down the hallway. Right as you turn the corner, a figure wearing a face mask leaning against the wall startles you.

Hinata is momentarily shocked as well but relaxes when he realizes that it’s just another one of his teammates. “Omi-san? What are you doing here?”

Sakusa doesn’t answer Hinata and moves away from the wall to make his way towards you with his hands in his pockets. As soon as he’s in front of you, a single word leaves his mouth, “Hand.”

You’re confused but slowly lift up one of your hands anyways.

“No, the other one.” Sakusa looks at your other arm.

You comply and lift up your other hand instead and without warning, the masked man takes his hands out of his pockets and squeezes a generous amount of hand sanitizer on the wrist that was manhandled a couple minutes ago.

You stiffen at the sensation and just watch in bewilderment as Sakusa leaves without uttering another word. “What...just happened?”

Hinata softly smiles at the interaction. “That’s just how Omi-san shows he cares.”

“Me? Why would he care about me?” You ask.

“Hm...that’s something even I’m not too sure about. Omi-san can be pretty hard to read.” He places a finger on his chin in contemplation. You hum in understanding and spread the hand sanitizer around your wrist thoroughly.

Both of you continue walking back to the food stalls when Hinata comes up with an idea. “Since you’re here already, do you want to meet my former teammates from high school? They’re all staying for the whole duration of today’s games, so you can meet them after you finish work!”

“Are you sure?” There’s a small part of you that wants to meet the people who helped shape Hinata’s bright personality. “I wouldn’t want to impose on your reunion.”

“It’s no problem at all! We already kind of met up after the game, and I would love everyone to meet you since we’re also close friends! Kageyama will be there too, so you’ll know at least one other person.”

You give it another moment of thought before answering, “Alright. I’d love to meet them.”

You finally make it back to the Onigiri Miya stall after what felt like hours even though you’ve only been gone for a little while. Osamu nods his head at you first and Kimura vocally welcomes you back.

“Ah, I was wondering what was holding you up.” Your boss turns his attention to Hinata and gives him a pat on the shoulder. “Hey, man. Good game out there.”

“Thanks, Miya-san!” Your orange haired friend gives you a quick hug. “I’ll see you later, (Name)-san!”

“See ya, Sho-kun! I’ll text you when I’m free.”

Once Hinata leaves, it’s just the three of you behind the stall once again. Osamu claps his hand loudly and glances at his two co-workers. “Ready for round 2 of the pre-game lunch rush?”

“Yes, sir!” Both of your voices respond back in unison and you all get to work.

All three of you let out a final huff as you finish packing up all of the supplies and equipment used for the stall. You’ve been working nonstop for a couple hours now, but the day is finally over and everything has been cleaned up.

“You said you were meeting up with those Karasuno folks, right?” Osamu questions. “You can head over to meet them now.”

“But, what about all of this stuff?” You point at all of the boxes and tables you’d just organized.

“Kimura-san and I can take care of it. I rented out a van to move everything, so we’ll just borrow two carts to avoid any second trips,” your boss explains. He walks behind you and gently places his hands on your shoulders. “Don’t worry about us and go do your thing.”

Without much room to argue, you’re pushed away from the stalls. “Okay, okay. I’m going. I’ll see you tomorrow, Osamu-san. See you around, Dai-kun!”

Both men respond back with a shout of their own and part ways. You quickly shoot a text to Hinata telling him that you’re done. Your friend messages back immediately and lets you know where everyone was meeting up.

It wasn’t too difficult to find the Karasuno alumni since their group stood out quite a bit from others. You were able to spot Hinata first because of his apparent orange hair and even Kageyama’s furrowed eyebrows have become common enough for you to recognize. You walk over to where they are and try to position yourself in your friend’s line of vision.

“(Name)-san, you’re here!” Hinata makes eye contact with you and cuts off the conversation he’s having with a tall blonde to greet you. “Our old coach left with our kouhais since it was getting late, but most of my former teammates are here.”

Now, you’ve caught everyone’s attention and feel a bit flustered. “Um...hello. I’m Sho-kun’s friend, (Surname) (Name).”

There’s a brief pause and you wonder if you’ve already done something wrong. Suddenly, a chorus of ‘hellos’ and ‘nice to meet yous’ fill your ears and you’re slightly overwhelmed by the enthusiastic greetings.

A broad shouldered man approached you first with two other people following closely behind. He holds out his hand and you place your own in his for a handshake. The handshake is firm yet comforting. “It’s finally nice to meet you, (Surname)-san! I’m Sawamura Daichi, former captain of the Karasuno Boys’ Volleyball club.”

The grey haired man with a mole under his eye introduced himself next, “Sugawara Koshi! Hinata’s told us a bit about you, so it’s nice to finally be able to put a face to the stories. This guy next to me is Azumane Asahi; he’s a bit of a shy one.”

“S-Suga! I’m not like how I was in high school anymore. Stop teasing me!” Asahi whined to his friend before turning to you once again. “I’m Azumane Asahi.”

The rest of the group took turns introducing themselves and you were delighted to see Yamaguchi for the second time today (Although, you’re not sure why Kageyama introduced himself again since you’ve already met before). You felt more comfortable knowing that you weren’t the only girl in the group, but you’d be lying if you said that Kiyoko didn’t seem a bit intimidating with her beauty. Even Yachi’s cuteness almost blinded you.

You were in the middle of telling Yachi and an uncaring Tsukishima how you’d met Hinata in a foreign country when the man named Tanaka let out a shout to get everyone’s attention, “Guys! Noya-san wants to video chat!”

Most of the guys crowded around Tanaka’s phone and eagerly waited for ‘Noya-san’ to appear on the screen. It wasn’t long before a man with spiky dark hair and a tuft of blonde popped up a little too close to the camera. “Ryu! Everyone! What’cha guys been up to?! I caught a Marlin this morning!”

“Nishinoya! We’re doing great! We’re just meeting up for a bit before we have to leave. Hinata brought his friend too!” Daichi responds.

At the mention of a new friend, Nishinoya’s eyes light up. “Oh! Who are they? Can I meet them?”

Tanaka shifts his phone so that you’re the only one visible on camera. Feeling a bit awkward, you just give a slight wave. “Uh...hello, I’m (Surname) (Name).”

For a minute or two, the male just stares at you with wide eyes. You have no idea what to do, so you just stand still and hope for someone to intervene. Nishinoya is the first to speak and his tone turns serious, “Ryu, take me to Shoyo.”

Tanaka turns the phone to Hinata who is just as confused about the sudden change in demeanor. Once the focus is on the MSBY spiker, Nishinoya holds out his arm in front of him as if he were virtually holding the younger man’s shoulder. “You’ve done well, my young disciple.”

Hinata blinks. “Huh?”

The audio almost cuts off as Nishinoya yells his next few words, “SHE’S GORGEOUS!”

Your cheeks turn bright pink at his exclamation as the rest of the guys laugh at their friend’s antics. You weren't sure whether to feel embarrassed or flattered by the compliment.

Luckily, the excessive attention on you is short-lived as Nishinoya switches to another topic. “Should I send you guys some souvenirs? I saw this strange mask that kind of looked like Ryu from high school, and I think you guys would really like it!”

Tanaka looks amused and begins to smirk when a sudden idea pops into his head. “Noya-san, you should definitely get Daichi-san one of those!”

Daichi begins to panic. “What do you mean, Tanaka? What are those?”

“Ah, yes!” Sugawara mischievously grins. “I think he’ll like one of those!”

At this point, Asahi is nervously sweating.

Hinata looks up at Kageyama, perplexed. “Kageyama, do you know what they’re talking about?”

“No, dumbass.”

“What?! Why’d you have to add ‘dumbass’?!”

“‘Cause that’s what you are.”

A new voice pitches in. “Oh? Is the tyrant back for his new reign?”

“Tsukki!”

You’re standing off to the side with Kiyoko and Yachi, sweatdropping at the chaos enfolding in front of you. “Were...were they always like this?”

“Yeah...they haven’t really changed, huh.” Yachi lets out a lighthearted sigh. Kiyoko laughs softly.

It takes a couple minutes before everyone calms down, and Tanaka eventually ends the call with Nishinoya. It doesn’t even take a second before Sugawara makes a suggestion. “Hey, guys! We don’t know when we can all meet like this again, so let’s take a group picture!”

Tanaka jumps in agreement. “That sounds like a great idea!”

“I can take the picture,” you offer and Sugawara passes you his phone gratefully.

Hinata steps to the spot next to you. “Are you sure you don’t want to be in the picture too?”

There’s no way you’d feel comfortable butting into their picture, so you shake your head. “No, it’s fine. This is your reunion. I promise I’ll take some nice pictures.”

Everyone gets into position and you take multiple photos while making sure to capture all of their comical poses. Once everyone is satisfied, the group relaxes.

Daichi checks his watch and musters a tired sigh. “Alright. I should probably head back to work. I’m up for a night shift today.”

“I have to go too. I have a couple exams that still need to be graded by tomorrow.” Sugawara stretches his arms upwards. “We should definitely eat together next time!”

Everyone seems to agree to call it a day which is your cue to leave as well. “It was nice meeting you all.”

Asahi smiles at you. “Same here! If anything, we’re glad Hinata was able to find a good friend while he was in Brazil. We were all pretty worried about how he would fare in a new country.”

Hinata rubs the back of his head bashfully and you share a knowing look with him. “He helped me out just as much, so I’m glad too.”

After parting with the Karasuno alumni, you stopped by the bathroom before heading out. It seems like the universe has decided that you haven’t had enough chaos today when a shadow looms over you and a chill washes over your body.

You quickly turn around ready to chuck your bag at the mysterious entity but stop yourself when you make eye contact with yet another familiar individual. He’s once again in a professional black suit alongside his usual bedhead. “What the f-! Kuroo-san?”

Said male smirks. “In the flesh. How have you been, register girl?”

“What are you doing here?” Your body relaxes, but your mind is still sharp since you never know what the man is plotting.

“I work for the Japan Volleyball Association. I think it would be natural for me to be at a volleyball game, “ Kuroo explains nonchalantly.

“Could you not sneak around like some horror movie creature?”

“Oho! Already so sassy and we’ve only met once before!”

“You just give off a sassable vibe.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Whatever you want it to be.”

“Are you dating him yet?”

Kuroo’s sudden change in topic catches you completely off guard and almost stumble in place even though you’re not even walking. “...who?”

He lets out a pitiful sigh at your uncertain answer. “Poor guy…”

You’re confused as to why Kuroo’s acting like this, so you just stare at him blankly. He doesn’t seem to want to answer your unasked question and instead brings up another subject. “Well, if you’re still single, you wouldn’t happen to be interested in a guy that streams online and is also a CEO of a company?”

“If you’re trying to set me up with who I think you’re trying to set me up with, then it’s gonna have to be a no,” you quickly reply. Kuroo looks a little disappointed and you feel a bit bad for shutting him down so harshly. “Not that Kod- Kozume-san is a bad guy or anything. I just...don’t think getting in a relationship right now would be a good idea. I’m gonna be super busy and I won’t be here for much longer anyways.”

The lanky man’s expression shifts to one of curiosity. “You going somewhere?”

You suppose you should get used to explaining yourself since you’ve only told a handful of people about your future plans. “I’m going to a graduate school a couple hours away, so I’ll be out of this area in a few months.”

“What are you studying?’

“Sports medicine.”

Kuroo lets out a low whistle. “Never took you as the type to study something sports related, but that’s pretty cool.”

He reaches into the pocket of his blazer and takes out a business card. He offers it to you with a smirk on his face. “Here’s my business card. My number’s on it.”

You raise your eyebrows at his gesture and cautiously take the card. “I still have your number from when you sent me pictures, remember?”

His eyes lighten up at your revelation. “I’m flattered that you never deleted it. Pass this to a friend of yours if you’d like then.”

“Is there a reason you wanted to give me your business card?” You place the card in your bag for safe keeping.

Kuroo’s face softens. “Give me a call after you graduate. I can hook you up with a few connections for a job.”

Your eyes widen at the unexpected kindness. You’ve only met the guy twice, but he’s already offering to do something so helpful. If you didn’t already know the people he surrounded himself with, you would have definitely been more suspicious of him. “That’s...really nice of you. Thanks, Kuroo-san.”

“Anything for my best friend’s number one fan.” He points to the Bouncing Ball keychain dangling from your bag and you feel a bit shy. The man then places a hand to his chest and lifts his other arm to the side. “Plus, I’m always this kind.”

“Oh, I’m sure.”

The two of you exchange amused expressions before you finally head out of the building. The night air is refreshing after spending an entire day inside of a crowded gymnasium. Despite the variety of personalities that you’ve met in a span of less than an hour, you’re walking off feeling strangely at ease.

A/N: cockblock atsumu strikes again but for the good of the universe this time :D

In case you’re wondering why i added Kimura (cousin) suddenly, i just made him the little dude working with osamu at the stall in the manga hehe

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