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𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨’𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐𝟑) (𝐘𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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Summary: You're a second-year and Karasuno's female manager. Before Nationals, all the volleyball teams come together for a training camp at Aoba Johsai. Almost all the volleyball boys take a liking to you—even the boys on the Karasuno team. (Every new chapter is a new character and a new scenario).

Word Count: 2.6k

You’re not super close with the Date Tech team. You know them and everything, but you’re not close friends with them like Fukuroudani or Nekoma. However, the team is very friendly to you, and you don’t have any conflicts with them. The only player that treated you differently was Kamasaki. He treats you like a kid, basically. Not in a weird way, more like a pat-you-on-the-head and get-you-popsicles-because-he’s-your-upperclassmen kind of way. Not that it bothered you. You kind of liked his fondness for you even if you find yourself always flushed and a nervous mess during every interaction you have with him. So, it’s an interesting relationship, to say the least.

You only think about all this because you have to go up against Date Tech later today. Your last match of the day, in fact. When you think of Date Tech, you think of Kamasaki. That may not be true for everyone, but it’s true for you.

All these thoughts are swimming during the practice match with Shiratorizawa. You probably should pay attention, but you can’t seem to. Well, Kiyoko’s taking notes, and Yachi’s on the edge of her seat, so you think you’ll be fine. You’ve always been a bit of a daydreamer anyway. It’s still the first set with Karasuno in the lead with a score of 17-15. You see Shirabu set for Tendou, and he hits the ball but is blocked by Tsukishima. Kageyama is up to serve, and he throws the ball up and mercilessly aims for Ushijima. Reon covers for him, and he gets the ball back to Shirabu, who sets it for Goshiki. Goshiki spikes it and score.

“It seems like we’ll be neck and neck with Shiratorizawa for a while,” you say, watching the ball go back and forth after the serve. Yachi and Kiyoko nod in agreement.

“If this goes on long enough, we may not be able to fit in the Date Tech practice,” Kiyoko says. You perk up from your seat and turn to face Kiyoko now.

“What? Really? That’s…not good,” you say loudly and then transition to a mumble. Kiyoko and Yachi give you a confused look.

“You care about the Date Tech match that much?” Yachi asks. You try to brush the rising embarrassment off.

“Uh, well, yeah. They’re a good team. It’ll be good practice, right?” you say. Kiyoko and Yachi exchange looks.

“Yes, that’s true,” Kiyoko says. “You make a good point, Y/N.” You sigh in relief. The set continues with Karasuno barely winning the first set. You give the second years their water bottles and chat with them for a bit.

“So, how are you guys doing?” you ask the second years.

“Well, you’re probably just asking Tanaka and me, right?” Nishinoya says. Ennoshita smacks him with his slight smile still on his face.

“Are you saying we’re not important?” Ennoshita asks.

“Owww, you hit me,” Nishinoya grumbles.

“Yeah, he’d do it again too,” Kinoshita says.

“Yeah, I would,” Ennoshita agrees. You laugh nervously.

“I was asking all of you,” you say to ease the tension.

“Oh, well, I’m glad to know someone cares about us,” Ennoshita says, eyeing Nishinoya. You laugh again. These guys, you think. “Anyway, it seems like the game is going well since we beat Shiratorizawa in the first set.”

“Yeah, that’s so awesome,” you say.

“But I bet you’re more excited for the Date Tech game, right?” Kinoshita says. You blush immediately because of his implication. Narita and Ennoshita give you knowing eyes while Nishinoya and Tanaka give you all confused looks. Ennoshita, Kinoshita, and Narita all know about Kamasaki. They tease you for it sometimes. Nishinoya and Tanaka are obviously clueless about the whole situation. You’re not even sure how the other second years found out, though. You never told them anything. Maybe they’re just that observant.

The boys are called back, and the second set begins. You sit with Yachi and Kiyoko, watching the match unfold. The game lasts for a long three nearly four sets. Luckily, Karasuno takes the win only barely, though. The match-up that day is Nekoma. The Nekoma team plays a pretty hard game despite going against Fukuroudani right before. Just by watching, you can tell both teams are pretty tired. Maybe Kiyoko was right. Perhaps you won’t have time to go against Date Tech. But you also want the boys to rest up because they’re drained. You’re not sure which one you’d prefer, though.

You watch as Kenma sets the ball for Lev, and he whips it down onto Karasuno’s side. Lev and Hinata are really the only two that still have energy. Nishinoya dives for it but misses it. You can tell he’s upset, but Daichi and Tanaka give him the “don’t mind” mantra. He gets back on his feet, ready for the next receive. The Nekoma serve goes up, provided by Yamamoto, and Asahi receives it and sends it to Kageyama. Kageyama sets it for Tanaka, who Fukunaga almost blocks. The ball gets through and hits the floor with a loud bouncy thud. The team does a mini celebration for Tanaka’s impressive spike. You even see Yamamoto get a bit giddy, for Tanaka’s sake. The match continues with a win for Nekoma. Lucky for you, the game doesn’t last too much longer, meaning you’ll get to play Date Tech.

The Date Tech comes to the gym, and you see Kamasaki and Moniwa leading the pack. You see that Kamasaki waves to you with Futakuchi making fun of him for it. Kamasaki obviously retaliates with Moniwa, trying to keep everyone calm. All before you can even raise your hand to wave back. The Date Tech team practices, and the managers talk to Mai, Date Tech’s manager.

“The boys were so excited to play you guys today,” Mai says.

“Really? They were?” you ask. She nods quickly.

“Yeah, especially Kamasaki,” Mai says, looking at you. You blush from her gaze. You notice that Kamasaki always did his best spikes when all the managers were looking at him. Probably to impress us, you think.

The match starts, and you can feel the enthusiasm from both teams. They’re really excited to play. You see Kamasaki, Aone, Futakuchi, and Koganegawa all rotate as the “Iron Wall.” They block almost every ball as well, and unfortunately, Nishinoya can’t get every ball. So, Date Tech takes the match. You feel bad that Karasuno didn’t win, and the pep talk from coach Ukai didn’t help much either.

You’re about to head out and go to dinner when someone stops you right before you walk out the door.

“Hey, Y/N,” the person says. You stop and turn to see Kamasaki.

“Oh, hey, Kamasaki,” you answer. He starts patting your head like usual.

“Look at you, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other last, huh?” he says, chuckling.

“Uh, yeah, a while,” you reply.

“Hey, is it okay if I talk to you about something after dinner?” he says and stops patting you. He still has a smile, but you don’t know how to explain it, but it seems more serious now.

“Sure,” you say. “How about we meet on the side of the building?” He gives you a big smile again.

“Sounds good; I’ll see you then,” Kamasaki says and passes you and goes out the door. I wonder what he wants to talk to me about, you think.

You go to dinner and eat with the managers, but you’re still wondering what Kamasaki will say to you. You hardly pay attention to what the girls say to you, which you feel bad about, but you can’t stop thinking about it. You eat quickly because you’re pretty antsy. After you’re done, you clear your plate and head out to the side of the dining hall. You wait a few minutes when Kamasaki comes around to you.

“Hey, sorry for keeping you waiting,” Kamasaki says when he sees you standing there.

“Oh, don’t worry, I wasn’t waiting long,” you say.

“Oh, that’s a relief,” he says. Silence.

“So, what’d you need to tell me?” you ask.

“Well…it’s…how do I say this?” he begins. “I think you’re really, really cool, and I think it’d be cool if we were to, I guess, hang out more.” You can tell he’s a bit nervous.

“Uh, yeah, that sounds fun,” you say.

“Really? You mean it?” he asks.

“Yeah, of course,” you say.

“Do you wanna go out now?” Kamasaki asks with hope.

“Oh, sure,” you say and shrug.

“Awesome, I’ve already got some ideas,” he says. Does he already have some ideas? You think. You both go to the gate, ready to go on Kamasaki’s planned adventure. You look out into the cityscape and wait for Kamasaki to tell you where he’s going to take you.

“So, where are we going first?” you ask him.

“Do you want some dessert?” he asks you. It kind of surprises you.

“Yeah, sure,” you reply. He starts to walk down the street with you following him. He leads you to a small little candy store. It’s a cute little place with rows and rows of candy that you can pick from. The door opens with a jingle from a bell on the top of the door.

“I’m gonna get us bags to put the candy in, okay?” Kamasaki says.

“Okay,” you reply, and he goes to the cash register and grabs some bags for you guys to use. When you get your bag, you spend a bit of time browsing your options. Kamasaki, on the other hand, easily finds what he wants and gets it for himself. It’s cute. He finishes while you begin stuffing your own bag.

“Do you need any help?” he asks, standing beside you. You chuckle.

“I think I’m alright, but I appreciate it,” you say. He gives you a big smile.

“Well, as your upperclassman, I will gladly help you,” he says confidently. You continue picking out what you want, and you both walk over to the cash register.

“So, how much do I owe you?” you ask, going into your pockets for your cash.

“Owe me? Oh, no, it’s okay; I can cover for you,” he says. “I am your upperclassman, after all.”

“Yeah, right,” you say half-heartedly. He pays for you much to your protests, and he takes you to a new place.

“We should go to a place to eat our candy,” he says.

“Sure,” you say. “Where do you wanna go?”

“I think there’s a nice playground with some swings,” he says, and you guys go a little ways to find the place he was talking about. It’s a cute little playground with a few kids playing on some seesaws and a jungle gym. You both decide to sit on the swings to eat your candy.

“Thank you so much for taking me out,” you say.

“Of course, I’m glad to do it,” he says. He opens up his bag and takes out a gummy shark, and eats it. You grab a piece of your own candy. You can’t help but think about how ironic he is.

“I bet you’re really happy to be playing volleyball again,” you say.

“You bet I am. I missed the game so much, and I was so grateful when our coach and the team wanted the third years to come to the camp,” he says excitedly. “Although, I do feel a bit bad because they won’t have us, so they should practice without us. You know, to get used to not having us.” He gets a bit downcast for the second part. You pat his shoulder unconsciously. Once you both realize what you’re doing, you swipe your hand away while you both blush.

“I’m sure everyone’s really happy to have you guys here, even Futakuchi,” you say, and he laughs. “They miss you guys, and I think even other teams do too.”

“That’s good to hear,” he says. “I really do love volleyball, and it’s nice to play again.”

“You really do love the game, huh?” you ask.

“Yeah, I do. All my best friends are there, and I come to practice excited every day,” he replies.

“I feel the same way with managing, honestly,” you say.

“Yeah? You like managing?” he asks.

“I love it. Sure, it can be chaotic sometimes, but I would never want to do anything else,” you say, truthfully.

“And you get to do it for another year,” he says.

“Yeah, I do. I’m sorry that you—” he cuts you off.

“Don’t worry about it. It was going to happen, and I knew that,” he says. “I’m just happy to have this small opportunity to play again.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you’re here at the training camp too,” you say. He gets surprised, and you get flustered from your comment, but he softens.

“Thank you, Y/N; coming from you, it means a lot,” he says.

“O-of course,” you don’t really know what to say to that. “Thank you.”

“How’s your candy?” he asks you.

“It’s delicious,” you say, more confident.

“Great,” he says. “I’m glad.” After you finish your candy, you throw the bags away and check out the playground. The kids were called home by their parents while you guys were talking on the swings. You guys go on the seesaws and go as high as you possibly can, and with his strength, you manage to do so. Next, the slide where you take turns going down. He even tries to climb back up it but fails every time. All his antics make you laugh, and you love it. You both go back on the swings and swing together. He even tries to jump off in mid-air and almost injures himself. You couldn’t help but laugh with him.

After a while in the park, you both realize that you’re going to have to head back. You don’t want to get in trouble. So, much to your disappointment, you have to head back to campus. You wanted to stay out longer and spend more time with him. You get to the classrooms, and before you go inside, you both remain out.

“Thank you so much for today; I had a lot of fun,” you say. He gives you a big, cute smile.

“Me too, we should do it again,” he says.

“Yeah, we should,” you say.

“You know, since that’s what couples do,” he says without even thinking. You blink for a moment, trying to process what he said. Couples?

“Couples?” you ask.

“Yeah, that’s what we are, right?” he asks; he’s just as surprised as you.

“Uh, I-I don’t…wait when did you…how did you…” you’re not sure what to say.

“When I said I liked you earlier and asked you out,” he says.

“Wait, when we were talking next to the dining hall?” you ask.

“Yeah, exactly,” he says. You blink for a moment again.

“I thought you meant, like, friendship wise,” you say. He gets all red from embarrassment.

“Oh, I meant…I…shit,” he says. He’s speechless too. “I’m so sorry. I thought you knew what I meant. I’m sorry.”

“I-it’s okay, I mean, I wouldn’t mind if we…” you trail off, but he knows where you’re going.

“Really? With me?” he asks.

“Uh, yeah,” you say shyly. He grabs both of your hands with his own.

“Thank you, Y/N; I’ll make sure to be the best boyfriend I can be,” he says.

“Well, I mean, you’re already doing so well,” you say. He melts at your words.

“Y/N, thank you,” he says. He looks up to the building. “I think we should go back inside.”

“Yeah, sadly,” you say. “We should go out together tomorrow.”

“We definitely should, but as a date, right?” he asks.

“Yeah, as a date,” you reply.

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HITMEN AU! | HEAD CANONS | 19+ [HAIKYUU!!]

𝔇𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔗𝔢𝔠𝔥 [PART i] [PART ii]

Here we have the Date Tech HC’s~! ^^ After this school I’ll be doing Nohebi, Inarizaki, and then a handful of solo hitmen for hire before I officially start writing for this story~! Thank you all so much for your love and support for this AU~! I hope you all are excited for the main story~! ^^

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A group that’s well known for being hired bodyguards rather than hitmen. They’re seen as neither good nor bad, but rather a neutral that sits in the grey area of the dark shady dealings within the underworld.

Though they don’t take on as many hitmen jobs as most, they’re still one of the groups that has a high number of requests from popular celebrities to important officials.

Known for being the best ‘stone wall’ their defenses are impeccable and impenetrable. Practically everyday they’re evolving their tactics and skills to ensure that the fortress they’ve created won’t be disturbed or broken into if a moment of weakness happens to arise.

Though they did have a rough start with Karasuno, they’ve been able to mend the relationship between the rookies that caused the brief tear.

ʏᴀꜱᴜꜱʜɪ ᴋᴀᴍᴀꜱᴀᴋɪ

An outspoken male who isn’t afraid of saying what’s on his mind and choosing to strictly keep the order and hierarchy that has been established-- though he’s most often the one who shows the least amount of respect for his seniors.

Unsurprisingly, he’s seen in arguing the most with Futakuchi. Each argument varying in degree of legitimacy to pure pettiness over a simple assignment.

Despite his harsh and outspoken personality, he’s the second in command with the Date Tech team. Though he doesn’t show respect to his seniors, he shows-- or at least tries to-- the most respect to their leader.

He’s mainly known for his competitive spirit and desire to relieve stress via close combat. It’s not often that he’s sent out for a mission, and more often times than not he’s the one who handles the dirtier aspects of their business.

Besides being one of the best combatants at Date Tech, he’s known to give the best sorts of threats. Not only that, but he’s rather good at meandering his way through and out of a threat directed at him.

“Tch, damn pessimistic know it all bastard...”

Irritation clearly permeated the air as the tall lone figure briskly walked his way through the crowded Saturday party route. It was unsurprising that his target in question was in such a highly populated place, and despite what his group was known for the assassin couldn’t help but feel a rush of adrenaline surge through his veins.

The unsuspecting would always end up slipping up after all. With that in mind, the male in question couldn’t help but feel a smirk grace his features as he leisurely made his way into one of the clubs. A lucky day for him as the members of Aoba Johsai gave him an easy slip in to simply do his job. Though it pained his paycheck that he had to give a cut to them, he couldn’t help but still give them a miniscule sense of thanks.

After all, his target was in one of the VIP rooms with minimal to no guests. His smirk now blooming into a full blown grin, the male couldn’t help but eagerly make his way towards the room. His stress levels have been rising as of late, and he really needed to take Moniwa’s advice to punch it out.

His appearance is unsurprising to most if not all. With sandy blonde brown hair and deep brown eyes always fixated into a scowl or glare, he’s the perfect picture of easily irritated.

In comparison to all the members at Date Tech, he’s the one who garners the most attention as he’s the one with the most tattoos and piercings-- though in comparison to other hitmen he has the bare minimum.

A large and strong build that none can easily overtake, he prides himself in his physic and works with both Aone and Koganegawa to enhance and solidify their strength.

When it comes to having and s/o, Kamasaki is known to be rather prickly with them. For the members of Date Tech, it wouldn’t be hard for them to have a relationship that’s on the pure side-- yet for Kamasaki and his brutish ways he would much rather have someone who is familiar with the job he does. Both good and bad.

It goes without saying that once he falls, he falls hard and won’t hesitate to beat or even kill someone if they threaten to hurt his s/o.

ᴋᴀɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴏɴɪᴡᴀ

The one who no one suspects to be the leader of Date Tech. As a soft spoken and kindred spirit, it’s a wonder how Moniwa has become the leader of a bunch of hitmen.

It’s only during a minor inconvenience between Date Tech and a company that the members of Date Tech truly understand why he was given the title of ldeader.

It’s to the surprise of no one that Moniwa is a decoy. As someone who enjoys interacting with people, he finds it easily-- almost amusing -- how he can weasel his way into someone’s life before squeezing all their secrets out of them.

In contrary to all the other leaders he’s met, Moniwa much rather prefers a shared hierarchy than the traditional one. A key example of this being that he actively seeks the advice and thoughts of his fellow hitmen.

Though this does make many within his division question his motives and solidarity as a leader. (This is quickly debunked as those who end up questioning end up baring witness to Moniwa’s terrifying wrath.)

Inquisitive brown eyes searched anxious ones as the client before him nervously tapped his fingers against the glass table. Despite feeling the clear hesitancy of the billionaire seated before him, the decoy did nothing but offer a false sense of security.

Softly inhaling, Moniwa allowed the stone features he bore melt into that of a soothing and warm smile as cat like eyes mellowed to that of a understanding and kind therapist.

“I understand your hesitancy and lack of desire to hire us, but I can guarantee your safety from the people who are out for your head sir. You can trust me...”

Contrary to what many may think, Moniwa is one of the most innocent looking leaders within the hitmen business. With his wide eyes and fluffy black hair, he’s the epitome of the shy college student.

Like many others at Date Tech, he has little to no tattoos. The only thing that gives a glimmer of curiosity to those who meet him in public are the amount of piercings he has decorating his ears.

Unlike a majority of Date Tech, Moniwa isn’t as bulky. He’s a lot more lean.

With his s/o, he’s an absolute sweetheart. Someone he’s fiercely protective over and wants them to have no ties to the harsh work life he’s used to.

Though if his s/o is someone who has dabbled with the fine line that his group is in, then he may make an exception for them to join his team.

ᴛᴀᴋᴇʜɪᴛᴏ ꜱᴀꜱᴀʏᴀ

Intimidating in stature, it comes to the surprise of many that Sasaya is the group’s tech expert. With his physic and strong build, many would assume that he’s one of the many who actively go out to field to protect clients.

Instead, he’s behind the scenes helping with their transactions they receive whilst creating allies with other hitmen groups.

Unlike the others, he’s at the very least supportive of the underclassmen in their group. Going as far as assigning them distinctive missions under Moniwa’s back. (Of course this garners a harsh smack to the hand by the leader and now all assignments are assigned after both Sasaya and Moniwa review them.)

Despite spending most of his time in the lab and keeping himself up to date with the newest and latest code, Sasaya actively participates in any sort of training hosted by his fellow peers as he finds it a necessity to at least be able to defend himself if an ambush were to arise.

The flickering of the screen and the consistent sound of typing filled the dark void as a haggard young male sat before a pile of unkept files. It had barely been a couple of hours since the last attempted break into their digital side and already the male was in the works of creating a new line of defense to ensure all of the information they kept was sorted safely and soundly within the 1′s and 0′s.

Letting out an irritated sigh, the male in question decided to finally push himself up and away from his desk. A stretch towards the right and he could slowly feel the knots in his back unwind at a torturously slow pace.

“I suppose I should take up Futakuchi’s offer...”

With that, the figure eased his way out of the dark room he had crammed himself in and towards the training facility a couple of floors down. The ache and desire to relieve stress in the form of fighting sounding much too pleasing to his ears as a sinister smirk formed on his face. After all, he was certain that Futakuchi brought in some fresh victims.

Intimidating to a fault, Sasaya-- despite being one of the shorter members within the group, is one of the more intimidating members as he’s usually seen with a serious or foreboding expression on his face.

He’s a lot more built than one would expect from a strategist and technician, but he takes pride in being able to stump the assumer.

Similar to the many members at Date Tech, he has little to no markings to his body. The only real significant one being the stud piercings he has on both earlobes.

With an s/o, he’s rather honest and respectful. He isn’t afraid to tell them the truth about his career-- though he’ll only do so if he feels a strong connection with them.

If he can, he’ll try his absolute best to keep them from getting involved with his line of work.

ᴋᴇɴᴊɪ ꜰᴜᴛᴀᴋᴜᴄʜɪ

One of the few juniors at Date Tech who holds little to practically no respect for his seniors. This is evidently seen as during almost every meeting hosted prior to an important mission, Futakuchi will make it his mission to be as annoying and problematic as he can.

Despite his easy-going and sarcastic attitude, he’s a brilliant close combatant and interrogator on the spot. Out of all the various hitmen group, Date Tech comes second to Nekoma in terms of gathering information; and this mainly stems from the fact that a majority of their close combatants are skilled in the art of beating the information out of their victims with brute force and psychological strategies.

Being known as the problematic and instigator of trouble within the group, practically everyone within Date Tech is aware that Futakuchi is fiercely loyal to the group and won’t hesitate to go out and crush rival hitmen group.

He does consistently question Moniwa with why their particular group dances the fine line between good and bad, but soon comes to an understanding after a nasty run in with a smaller hitmen group.

“Really? And here I thought you’d at least make this at least somewhat entertaining.”

Smug and clearly finding enjoyment in the situation, the light haired brunette couldn’t help but feel a smirk grace his features as he flicked the end of his dagger against the soft plush skin of his victim.

The victim before him could only let out wretched pleas of forgiveness and that of sparing his life, though he knew fully well that wouldn’t be happening-- but it was good to at least have a little fun every once in a while. Besides, Moniwa couldn’t be upset with him if he brought back valuable information.

“How’s this? You tell me the information I ask for and I’ll gracefully spare you your life, but if I sense any sort of a lie I’ll rip each of your fingernails out. Alright?”

Tall and intimidating, Futakuchi takes pride in his sturdy yet lean build. Though when not in his work clothes he has the appearance of the sassy boy next door. Soft brown eyes naturally side swept and slightly rounded eyes. His appearance is deceiving to most-- especially when he begins to speak.

As the problematic junior at Date Tech, he’s one of the few who possesses at least a minimum of 3 tattoos. Smaller ones decorate his body, but the main three are located on his shoulder blades and the nape of his neck.

With an s/o, it’s without a doubt that they won’t be getting any sort of special treatment from the close combatant. He’ll be blunt with them, and at times can be insensitive to what he may say.

He wants his s/o to be in a similar line of work as he finds a relationship with someone with strong morals can prove to be rather disastrous. (He had witnessed a relationship go awry)

ᴊɪɴɢᴏ ꜰᴜᴋɪᴀɢᴇ

Quiet and seen mostly behind the scenes, Fukiage is a man of little words. He does as he is told and is to be known as a part of the intimidation squadron.

With the newest members of Date Tech holding a strong grip with height and intimidation, a new path is carved out for Date Tech as the line teeters more towards a question in moral as they begin to pick up more jobs that require protection of corrupt officials.

Contrary to what many may think, Fukiage is one of the few snipers on the team. Though he isn’t as talented as many of the other snipers within the hitmen business, he holds a steady ground in being a silent and promising sniper.

Breath in, breath out.

A reminder to himself to steady his heart as he narrowed his sights on the target before him. A simple mission at best. One that involved a sudden double cross to one of the clients they had. In all honesty, it had come as a surprise to him. Especially as their leader had been the one to assign him this mission.

So it came to no surprise that he felt sudden pressure. Yet even as he laid on the rooftop, he couldn’t hep but feel a sense of justice run through his veins as a sinister smirk form on his usually stoic features. Revenge never tasted so sweet.

“This will hopefully serve as a reminder that Date Tech isn’t just some bodyguard business...”

Similar to Futakuchi, he holds a sturdy and lean build. Though he’s much more agile than the other despite his height, he poses as a strong threat with the insane amount of agility he possesses.

Like many of the other members within Date Tech, Fukiage holds a stoic and stone like appearance to those who first meet him. A perfect addition for the group well known as the great defense.

When if comes to his s/o, he’s patient and understanding of their possible qualms with his career choice, though he’ll most likely still actively pursue the relationship if they show signs of wanting to stay with him. Though similar to many others, he would rather have an s/o who has a similar job or understanding of what he goes through daily.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#hitmen au #haikyuu au #au #date tech #date tech x reader #yasushi kamasaki x reader #kaname moniwa x reader #takehito sasaya x reader #kenji futakuchi x reader #yasushi kamasaki #kaname moniwa #takehito sasaya #kenji futakuchi #jingo fukiage x reader #jingo fukiage

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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✿ Gifting him flowers —vice captains edition ✿

Part 2 💐💐 || part 1

Iwaizumi, Reon, Kamasaki || Reader

Warnings: fluff

♡ Iwaizumi

Didn’t even notice the flowers at first

he bent down to kiss you first

Had to do a doubletake when you were handing him the flowers

“Oh, they’re for me??” He looks at the flowers, hesitantly.

“Are you for real for real?” he whispers, unbelievably

“Yes I’m being for real for real” You smile, feeling a little nervous, and wondering if he’s gonna think it’s lame

He gives you flowers…so it wouldn’t be weird to give him flowers, right?

He takes the flowers and gives a sniff

“Thank you, babe,” he says, wrapping the arm holding the flowers around you.

A sigh of relief falls out of you

“I’m glad you like them.” You curl a hand over his shoulder, hugging back.

“Of course, I do.” Iwa pulls you closer. “They smell like you.”

Gives a lingering kiss on the corner of your neck, savoring your scent.

You feel him smile against your skin when you kept silent.

“And…” he takes a single flower from the bunch and places it into your ear. “It’s pretty.”

Pushes your long bangs behind your ear. “Like you.”

Fck, now you’re REALLY regretting it. In fact, this wasn’t how you thought you were going to regret it.

Now you’ve become a blushing mess.

He gets extra flirty at times like these

And you can’t help the butterflies in your stomach when he gazes fondly into your eyes like you’re the best thing that has ever happened to him

Because you are.

♡ Reon

You notice that your Vice captain bf is getting a bit stiff from the nerves during the pre-game

And you wanted to give him something that will calm him down a little, not thinking much of it

He gives a little gasp when you shyly hand him a lovely bouquet 💐

“What’s this?”

“Yours”

There is a shine in his eyes and it’s not just because of the light’s reflection“Wow, thank you so much”

“Oh yeah, it’s no big deal.”

He takes your hand and kisses it softly.

“Trust me, love” He nods, his eyes closed as if to calm himself. “It is to me.”

You giggle at his actions. He definitely is more relaxed.

“Well, good luck on your game,” you say, his hand still clutching on yours and eyes now on yours

“Mhm,” he says, still looking at you. Your words don’t seem to register in his head until you start waving a hand at him

“Babe?” He finally blinks, shaking his head

“Oh, haha.” he chuckles.

“When are you letting go of my hand?” You say, even though you have your hands tightly clasped back into his.

“Oh, this?” he holds up the hand where you two are joined, kissing your side of it.

“Just a little more.” A smile appears on his face before leaning down to give your lips the same attention.

Suddenly, their team captain, Ushijima calls him over.

“Looks like that’s my cue. Why don’t we continue this after the game?”

“Yeah?”

“Of course, babygirl.” He gives you a wink before walking off to his team.

With, bouquet in hand, admiring the flowers lovingly.

He’s already mentally planning where to display them in his room.

♡ Kamasaki

When Kamasaki sees the bundle of neat roses in his locker, he gives a cold glare to his teammates

“What’re you guys up to, hah-“

He stops mid sentence when he sees a folded card tied to the stems

“Oh” His cheeks start to warm and redden at your letter

“What is it Kamasaki?” Moniwa looks at their blonde vice captain who’s busy reading the love letter full of praises made for him <3

“It’s n-nothing” He stuffs the gift into his backpack, rushing out of the lockerroom.

“Looks like blondie got a little present, hehe” Futakuchi smirks earning a hard glare from Kamasaki.

“Shut up” he tells the brunette, walking past him.

But he cant help the little grin that forms on his lips as he thought of seeing you to thank you for the flowers

Little did he know you were already waiting eagerly for him outside the gym.

And when he did see you, he almost jumped on you making you lean backwards

but thankfully, catches you with his strong arms

“Hey” is all he says looking at yo

He continues to stare

You respond back with a “hey” and a sweet smile

You speak up as it starts feeling a bit awkward for you: “So, I guess you’ve gotten my flow-”

Your words were interrupted with his kiss, lips grazing over yours

You took it as a yes.

“Thank you,” he finally says after pulling away.

All the nerves you felt before were completely vanished.

Kamasaki begins to dive his head down to yours once again for a kiss

But it gets interrupted with a loud whistle

You turn your heads to see his fellow Date Tech Volleyball teammates

“Thanks for the flowers, y/n!!” “Next time, add some chocolates!! You know, how he’s a eater!” His teammates love to tease him.

“Let’s get out of here, shall we?” Kamasaki quickly escorts you in a rush

#🍙—reader inserts #sorry kamasaki’s was kinda long he’s an interesting character #WHERE MY KAMASAKI STANS AT????#also reon’s gave me an inspiration for a song lyric brb ✍️#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu iwachan #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu reon #ohira reon #reon x reader #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu kamasaki #kamasaki x reader #kamasaki yasushi #haikyuu iwaizumi

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sunshinetoshi · 3 years

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amaya bb!!! could i request a songfic with kamasaki and pumpkin by the regrettes! (if you feel like kamasaki won’t work then kita pls!) -izhyperfixates

kamasaki x reader (~500 words)

we got a hundred lists of things we wanna do but, i'm also cool just doing nothing with you

content (warnings): just some good ol fluff (also the domesticity is high imo andbjd), slightly suggestive (not really but one part made me flustered imagining it HAHA), language (lighthearted name calling from him)

a/n: iz!! ilysm and ty for sending this in!! we love underrated kings here. i love kamasaki and i'm just hoping i didn't totally butcher his character ajdjjd but pls he's so pretty and big and strong phew. and the song choice!!

“so what do you want to do today?” yasushi asks you as he dries the last of the just washed dishes you hand him. when his hands are free he places them on your hips and pulls you into him, a playful smirk already gracing his lips.

“uh-uh, you always make me pick,” you smile and bring your hand up to graze his jaw, feeling the light stubble he has, “what should we do today?”

he hums, “well, it’s laundry day. i still have to drop those boxes from last week off to my parents. and we’re low on eggs, especially if i want to make you those pastries. mm, oh, and i have to check on the patio seat cushions before rainy season comes around. and-”

your laugh finally brings him back and he cocks his head, “what?”

“it’s our day off, i kind of meant what you wanted to do for fun,” you wrap your hands around the base of his neck. “you work hard enough as it is, you need to rest - the patio cushions can wait.”

kamasaki stares you down, an amused look on his face. he eyes your lips before he moves so his own grazes your ear.

you want to roll your eyes at his little stunt - after all this time he still tries to find ways to fluster you. but annoyingly, they work and you feel his smug smirk at the sound of the surprised squeal he managed to get out of you. “you say that like every moment i spend with you isn’t a moment i treasure, sweetheart.”

his laughter booms through the kitchen when you push him off.

“gosh, you’re corny,” you groan.

but the look in your eyes that seems to sparkle lets him know everything he needs to know. “fine,” he smiles, done trying to provoke you, “then today i want to..” he looks up in thought. “check out that new exhibit at the city museum, we haven’t gone in a while too. and then stop by the cafe for that one drink you had me try last week. you up for it?” he asks as he wraps his arms around you.

“mhm!”

“perfect, but we really should pass by the store too for groceries.”

you laugh, “sure, we can stop by before heading home.”

“and we can stop by that little shop you like.” when you nod he continues, “oh, and maybe a movie later when we’re back too!”

you laugh, “you know there are only so many hours in the day, right?”

“smartass,” he grins, “of course i know that. but i also know we have eternity together. so if we don’t get to the movie there’s always next time.” he leans forward to give you a kiss.

“man, you are on fire with the cheesy one-liners today,” you tease when he pulls away. “so, should we get ready now?”

“hold on,” he tightens his hold on you and hides his head in the crook of your neck, “the museum can wait a couple minutes, i forgot another thing i wanted to do today.”

“yeah, what’s that?” you ask.

he continues to snuggle you and sighs in content. “just holding you like this.”

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mimi-cee-hq · 4 years

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His Sweater - Koganegawa x Reader

Pairing: Koganegawa x f!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: Y/n tends to be attracted to quiet, calm, and caring guys. But she ends up falling for Koganegawa and it involves a soda, a mop and a sweater - and maybe a few laps around the track.

Words: 2,139

Additional Characters: Futakuchi, Aone, Moniwa, Sakunami, Obara, Kamasaki, Nametsu, Akaashi (mentioned) (how did he get there? lol. jk)

Author's notes: This is a matchup story for an anon. I hope you like it. The matchup description is at the end of the story. This is also for the HQC monthly prompt event, using the Sweater Weather prompt.

*****

"Wait for me, senpai!!!!" a tall boy with blond hair yelled out, dashing into the convenience store. Y/n felt a breeze as she heard the bell jingle from the entrance door.

Y/n shivered, having recently left the store. The sky was already getting dark when basketball practice finished but now it casted an orange hue over the neighbourhood. As she put on her green blazer for the first time in a while, she recalled a moment back when she lived in Tokyo.

“Do you want my sweater?” Akaashi asked her classmate in junior high. That was when Y/n learned how calm and caring he was - and unknowingly started to have a crush on him. But then she moved to Miyagi so her crush was short-lived. She didn’t mind though. She was hopeful there would be other guys like him.

“Y/N!!!” the same tall boy chased after her, leaving the convenience store. Y/n flinched at his loud voice and almost had an urge to run away. She felt that would be too mean. But it was a little scary to have a 6’3” male teenager running at full speed towards her. She didn’t know him, but his uniform indicated they went to the same school. “Do you play League of Legends?”

Y/n blinked a couple of times before she gave a slow nod. Was he from another class?

Koganegawa, she later learned his name, beamed with excitement as he waved down the other members of the volleyball team. “Sakunami! You’re right! She does play!”

Y/n froze as the crowd came towards her, carrying various drinks. She was able to make out a slushy and a carton of milk but wasn't sure about the rest. She tried her best to give a polite smile, hoping they didn’t notice how awkward she was acting. She didn't mix well with large crowds.

“Are you really good?” Koganegawa continued.

“I’m not that good,” she replied, playing with her fingers, “but I know my way around the game.”

“Guys!” he waved at his team, “Y/n’s really good!” Y/n giggled at how he decided to interpret her words. “When we play together, we keep losing,” Koganegawa said with a frown, “so could you carry us?!”

She stared at Koganegawa’s large frame, then at his teammates of equivalent stature. Although she knew he didn’t mean to literally carry them, she couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of trying to do so. It didn’t help that Koganegawa was so earnest in his request and was currently flustered as to why she was laughing so much.

“I can try my best to lead the team,” she replied. “Although, I don’t know if I’m good enough compared to the rest of you.”

Koganegawa got excited by her response - a little too excited. To the point where he forgot he was holding his drink when his arms shot up.

So his soda ended up on her blazer.

“ACKK!!!” Koganegawa panicked. “I’m so sorry!” He rummaged through his bag, but because he was too flustered, nothing useful came out. (His towel just happened to be with their manager for a wash.)

“It’s okay,” Y/n smiled. “Don’t worry about it. It was an accident.”

Koganegawa couldn’t believe how easily she forgave him. If it was someone like Futakuchi or Moniwa, he would have been scolded for sure. The two of them did end up nagging him anyway, witnessing the whole thing.

Y/n removed her wet blazer. It wouldn’t take long for her to get home to wash it. But she felt a shiver run up her back, forgetting how late it was getting.

“Do you want my sweater?” Koganegawa asked after receiving a bonk on the head from Moniwa.

Y/n stared at the sweater he held out to her. She smirked, not expecting that her memory of Akaashi would be replaced by a comedic introduction from Koganegawa.

*****

After a few months, because of various reasons like school, sports and conflicting schedules, Y/n was finally able to play League with Koganegawa and his friends. He still greeted her during those months whenever they saw each other in the hallway. It was a little jarring to hear him shout her name loud enough for the whole school to hear, but she eventually got used to it

It turned out that Koganegawa didn’t really know what “carry” meant. He just heard the term being used a lot to refer to someone who was experienced with the game.

“So there’s AP carry and there’s AD carry,” Y/n explained. Koganegawa eagerly nodded, showing he was paying attention. So Y/n started to continue but was interrupted by Futakuchi.

“Don’t let him fool you,” Futakuchi mentioned, his arm leaning on the door frame of the classroom. “Just because he’s listening, it doesn’t mean he actually understood.”

Y/n smiled. “I don’t mind teaching him. He’s eager to learn so why not?”

Aone, from behind Futakuchi, indicated they needed to head for practice. “You’d better hurry up,” Futakuchi told Koganegawa. “Otherwise you’ll be late.”

“Yes sir!” Koganegawa replied. “If I'm late, I'll run 100 laps around the track!”

“Uh… no,” Futakuchi sweatdropped. “You don’t have to do that.” But looking at Koganegawa’s face, he sighed. “Ugh, but if you do, at least limit it to twenty, okay?” Aone nodded in agreement.

“Yes sir!” Koganegawa dashed between the desks while pushing his mop.

Y/n and Koganegawa were assigned on clean up duty that day. He was happy to be paired up with someone he knew, not that he would have minded meeting a new person. He liked making friends, which was something Y/n admired about him.

Y/n wiped the chalkboard and looked around trying to recall what else needed to be done. She didn’t want Koganegawa to be late either. She liked volleyball as well as basketball so she understood his eagerness to play.

But as she went to pick up some papers that fell from the teacher’s desk, Koganegawa unintentionally swung the mop towards her and whacked her head. Slightly shaken from the hit, she covered her forehead with her hands, trying to hold back a groan.

“Y/n!!! I’m so sorry!!” Koganegawa yelled out his apology. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m alright,” she told him. Touching her forehead, the growing bump was a little tender but nothing too concerning for her. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be ok-” Suddenly, her eye level shifted. “What are you doing?” Y/n shrieked. Koganegawa picked her up and ran out of the classroom.

He didn't respond to her question but continued to mumble about the nurse's office as if it would help him get there faster.

"Nurse Joy!" he yelled, sliding the door open. It was empty.

"I'm okay," Y/n told him again. She didn't feel any dizziness from the mop but she might have from the run. She didn't want to worry him with that information though.

The two of them decided to wait for the nurse. They were hopeful she would come back soon. But she instead returned an hour later, which made Koganegawa miss his practice. He was a little sad, but prepared himself to run his laps around the track.

“Didn’t Futakuchi say you didn’t have to do it?” Y/n asked. "Besides, it was the nurse's fault that you were late. And you didn't have to wait with me."

"No," he was adamant. "I'm going to run! I need to be a man of my word!"

Y/n, a little stunned, didn't expect Koganegawa to be firm about something like that. From her previous impressions of him, she thought he was naive and clumsy. But to think under all of that, he was a guy of integrity, even for something as small as this. "If you can't be loyal with the little things, you can't be trusted with the big things," she repeated the thought in her head.

Y/n's hands moved to cover her cheeks as if they would help cool them down. She knew this feeling and smiled. She didn't mind if it was someone like Koganegawa, realizing how caring he was.

After leaving the nurse's office, he ran the track. She watched.

He didn't ask her to watch. He probably didn't even notice she was there, expecting her to have gone home by now. He lent her his sweater, saying he wouldn't need it anyway with all the running. But she stuck with him. She wanted to be there to support him when he got tired and to encourage him to keep going when he wanted to give up.

After twenty laps around the track, he panted with arms hanging. Y/n, wearing his sweater, handed a water bottle to him.

"Kogane," she said his nickname, cheeks heating up. "You did well."

*****

“Here, senpai! You can use my sweater!” Koganegawa told Nametsu.

Y/n started visiting their practice matches a few weeks ago. Koganegawa was always happy whenever someone came to watch. But she wondered if she held any significance to him. It seemed like it didn't matter whom he was with. He was always eager to be around anyone because he was a sweet and outgoing guy. So looking at the sweater Nametsu wore, she shouldn’t have been surprised by his gesture. But the knot in her stomach wasn’t there when Akaashi lent his sweater to her classmate. Why was this different? She sighed, knowing why.

It didn’t help that Koganegawa got shy around her recently. He was probably avoiding her but she tried to be optimistic by thinking he was just shy. But there was no reason for him to be shy. “Koganegawa” and “shy” didn’t go together. Shy was a word meant for her.

At first she tried to be very gentle and patient with him, but he would freeze up. It also didn’t help when she covered his hand with hers, trying to show she cared about him. That resulted in him avoiding her for the following 24 hours.

Who was she kidding? He was avoiding her and she didn’t know how to fix it. All she was stuck doing was to watch Koganegawa show kindness to his manager and having unpleasant feelings about it.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous,” Futakuchi asked Y/n from behind.

Obara closed his water bottle and said, “If you wanted to cheer her up, you should have just told her Koganegawa likes her.”

Aone grunted to show his agreement.

‘Why are you on his side?” Futakuchi asked Aone.

Moniwa placed his hand on Y/n shoulder. “Don’t worry,” he told her, “He definitely likes you.”

“Yeah, could he be more obvious?” laughed Kamasaki.

Y/n turned her head, her eyes finding Koganegawa’s. He quickly looked away, then stole a glance at Y/n before fixing his eyes on the ground. Y/n watched as the redness from his neck rose up to his cheeks.

“Why did you think he’s been so shy around you lately,” Sakunami added. So that was why. He really was just shy. Y/n felt silly for being so blind to it.

Koganegawa’s blush finally reached the top of his head. And then he ran. “Why did you tell her???” he cried out as he exited the gym.

Out of instinct, Y/n ran after him. She wanted to make sure he was okay after his teammates spilled out his feelings for her. She saw him at a distance down the hallway. Koganegawa came to a halt, causing Y/n to flinch and stop as well. Then he started rushing back towards her.

“I don’t hate you Y/n!” he cried out, once he was in front of her.

“What?”

“I didn’t want you to think I ran away because I hate you.”

“I knew that already,” Y/n laughed.

Koganegawa gave a sigh of relief. “Okay. Because I definitely don’t hate you. I-,” he started getting red again, “I actually like you.”

Even though Y/n heard it from his teammates, it was different hearing it from his own mouth. This just made it all the more real. She nodded, showing that she liked him too.

“C- can I kiss you?”

Y/n’s eyes shot open at his sudden request. His confession was already a lot to take in. But with hope filled in his eyes, she didn’t have the heart to say no.

It was wet and sloppy, which she found kind of funny, but she didn’t care because it was from him.

He looked at her expectantly, wondering if he did a good job. She didn't know how to react. So all she was able to say was, “I don’t know what to do with you,” burying her face in her hands.

“I’m sorry! I’ll do better next time!”

*****

I hope you liked it. I actually cringed at this fic but didn't want to change it. LOL. If you liked this one, you'll probably like my Shibayama x reader one-shot because it has a similar feel to this one. :) Or maybe my Kyoutani x reader one-shot, which is my latest one before this fic.

Taglist: @dorkyama @the-black-birb @hqprotectionsquad @nagichi-kenma @moonaaluna @muffins-puffins & @kingkags (for this fic) (let me know if you want to be added or removed)

*****

Matchup description from Anonymous:

hello! may i request a matchup? i’m a 5’7 & heterosexual female who is very introverted and bashful. i have dark skin with black eyes and long, black hair that i normally wear in a ponytail. i also wear glasses. i have an infj-t personality type. i tend to avoid large crowds a lot since i can be quite awkward when talking to people sometimes. but, i’m a pretty happy & kind person that cares about others & tries to cheer people up if they’re feeling sad. (part 1) 🦑🦑

i’m also a pretty smart & hardworking person that is optimistic about the future. my zodiac sign is pisces & my hogwarts house is hufflepuff, which is accurate for a friendly & forgiving person like me. i enjoy playing video games & rhythm games, writing, reading, watching anime & memes, sleeping, & eating food in my free time. i also enjoy playing basketball and volleyball in my free time too. however, i mainly play video games like splatoon & league of legends since games are fun. (pt 2) 🦑🦑

i tend to be attracted to people who are quiet, calm, caring, & aren’t afraid to stand up for what they believe in. i’m also attracted to people who are taller than me and have similar interests as me. but, i’m fine with being with anyone since opposites can attract! in a relationship, i would be very loyal to my lover and would never leave them for someone else. i would be very gentle and patient with giving affection just in case my lover is just as shy as me. thank you! (pt 3) 🦑🦑

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charlthotte · 3 years

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Breaking Through the Iron Wall - Aone Takanobu x Reader

Chapter 5

The night before, I had checked multiple times that my alarm would ring at a rather early time - not wanting to repeat the situation of the latter day. After doing all my morning rituals at a normal pace that time, but not bothering with niceties, seeing as though everyone saw my normal face yesterday. Though my hair was a bit more out of place, probably due to all of the running I did yesterday, however, no one would notice except me. Curly hair was just curly hair to them.

Heading downstairs, a rather strange sight was bestowed upon me - my parents sat at the table together and engaging in conversation for once. My father wasn't very happy about the move - his tailoring business gained a lot more profit and customers back home, and here, customers were a rare sight to see. Usually now, breakfast was just take what you want and go, today an actual meal lay across the table. Soon, my parents took notice of me and beckoned for me to sit down with them. After taking my seat they soon engaged me in conversation. "Morning (Y/N), how was yesterday?" My mother inquired, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea.

"Pretty normal" I responded, "Besides the fact that there was a little mishap with the train."

"I heard about that, did you get to school on time?" My mother leered over the edge of her glasses - punctuality was a big thing for her.

"Just about, if only by a moment. It didn't cause any trouble though."

"Good." My mother curtly replied. I didn't want to know how she'd react if trouble had ensued.

"Enough of that, have you met any new people?" My dad sparked up, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Yeah... I guess I've met about 5 people."

"Elaborate." My mother said, peering over her glasses again.

"Well I met two girls called Hiroko and Rea in physical education. I met someone in social studies called... Futakuchi." I paused before saying his name - talking about him wasn't a very pleasant feeling. "I also met the volleyball captain and then someone on the train called Aone."

"It's nice to know you're getting along with people!" My dad cheerily smiled at me, the exact opposite to my mother's expression.

"You know (Y/N), you shouldn't be calling your acquaintances by their first names - they may think you to be immature and disrespectful."

My head sank, of course she'd think to say something like that. "I'm sorry, it's just that they told me to call them by their given names."

"Don't do that with anyone else." She scowled, always having to poke the fun out of every conversation. I immediately tucked into my breakfast - not wanting to talk to her anymore. After all, she'd only ever say negative things to me.

I checked my bag, making sure everything was packed, and so I stepped out of my house, not waving my parents goodbye. Sometimes I wondered how my dad put up with her. The walk down to the station was peaceful, in great contrast to the sprint of yesterday - finally getting the time to admire the scenery of the street surrounding me. A beautiful scent wafted towards me from the bakery - making my stomach churn for its deliciousness, even though I had just eaten. But I couldn't dare veer away from my path in pure fear of being late again. My feet carried me closer and closer to the train, until the point where I was already inside it. Finally giving me a rush of relief.

Once again, Aone was sat by himself in the exact same seat as yesterday, almost as if he owned it - like some sort of territory. Upon seeing his face - I smiled and cheerily waved my hand. In return, the left side of his lip curled up in his subtle smile. Almost skipping, I made my way over to him. That whole time - his little smile never left his face, it was so tiny, hardly noticeable and that's why I found it kind of adorable. It was as if he was not letting anyone see his smile besides me - truly endearing. As soon as I took my place beside him, I dug through my bag for my book. This time opening to the page detailing the lavender flower.

This flower was given as a sign of distrust, contrasting its beautiful being. Lavender was a common scent in every aromatic product, as it was known to relax and put people to sleep easier. Perhaps that was why its meaning was so contradictory, if the recipient did not know the meaning behind the flower - they would have no clue that the giver did not harbour any trust for them. Truly deceiving, therefore making it the flower of maltrust.

Just like yesterday, I made sure to turn the page slowly, so that Aone could read alongside me. It was strange that a man I had only met 24 hours ago was now reading alongside me, just like friends who knew each other inside out. Aone and myself were not like that at all, he had spoken only two words to me - his name. Yet, we sat next to each other in silence, as if there was nothing left in the world for us to talk about. The truth was far from that - we had yet to talk about everything, even the littlest of trivial things. I wondered if we'd always stay like that - side by side in silence.

We stayed reading for the remainder of the train ride. After it had arrived at its destination, I once again hesitated to move until everyone else had began to exit the carriage, I then hurled my bag over my shoulder and stepped outside once more. I felt I needed to tell someone about my big decision. "Hey Aone." His head sharply turned towards me, "I've made a decision about being your manager... And I'm going to do it.”

The left side of his lip began to curl up more than it had before.

"I know I may not know anything about the sport, but I'll try. And if you don't like me being there you can always tell me and I'll stop." I rambled, starting to become flustered about the situation again. Aone shook his head and placed his hand delicately upon my shoulder.

"It's okay." He spoke in a deep and comforting tone, trying to calm me down, assuring me that the decision I had made was the correct one. It worked, the simple gesture he made stabilised my mind.

"Thank you." My eyes shifted towards his, gratitude shining from them. The simple words he spoke had just brightened my day. In return, he nodded his head. The rest of the journey to school was silent, but it was a pleasant silence - just enjoying each other's company.

Silence stayed present until we reached the volleyball gym, even though it was before school started, the majority of the team was gathered there, and of course - so was Futakuchi. His snarky smile arose as he saw me standing at the entrance. "Has their highness made their decision yet?"

"Yes." I bluntly replied, it was too early for his antics.

"And what would that decision be?" While saying that, he put his face rather close to mine - perhaps trying his hopeless intimidation tactics again.

"I'm going to be the manager, if you'd let me."

Futakuchi then started jumping around, acting like and elated child hearing exciting news. "Isn't that just great! I am so looking forward for their highness joining us. The news is music to my ears." He flailed his arms around randomly.

"Can it, Futakuchi." Moniwa shouted from across the gym, coming towards him - hopefully to clip him around the back of the head. "Oh hey, (L/N). You decided anything yet?"

"Yes..." I paused for a second, taking in a deep breath, "I would like to be your manager."

"Oh, that's great. I think it's time for you to meet everyone then." He then whistled, signalling the rest of the team to gather. Once they did, he began introductions. "Everyone this is our new manager, (L/N) (Y/N). She is starting as of today." The rest of the team bowed at me - quite the reception. The captain spoke again, "Number one is our vice captain and middle blocker - Kamasaki Yasushi. Number two is myself. Number three is our wing spiker - Sasaya Takehito. Number six is another wing spiker - Futakuchi Kenji. You've already met Aone, the crucial centre of our iron wall. Number twelve and thirteen are a wing spiker and libero respectively - Obara Yutaka and Sakunami Kosuke. There are other people here who are not officially on the team yet." He gestured over to a group of what looked like first years.

"Nice to meet you all." I bowed at them, feeling seriously overpowered by their presences. I was pretty sure that, that feeling would stay sewn into me for a while.

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