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• Dive in •

"Swimmers take your mark.", the official's voice said, muffled by the speaker. The backstrokers pulled themselves into the block, squeezing themselves into as tight of a space as possible, building up the energy to erupt at the sound of the signal.

Tsukishima breathed in and closed his eyes. Each second went by too slow when anticipating the sound that meant their release.

And there was the sound of the signal. He flung himself backwards, arching his back for a momentary second above the water. His feet, still on the touchpad, pushed off with all his might. Each swimmer was submerged under the water, but they moved with such grace that it looked at if they were flying through the air.

You can ask a swimmer what they were thinking through the race. They'll always tell you that they were worrying about every single detail of their stroke. What they need to come out on top and give the rest of your team a lead. They're aware of every single thing that they're doing and trying to remind themselves of all the tiny things that could add up to taking off a mere millisecond off their time.

But every tiny thing does matter because no matter how small the difference is, a faster time is a faster time. That one tiny thing could be the difference between standing on the podium and regret and shame.

Even with everything going through their minds, one voice stands out. It only says, "faster". In fact, it's all that anyone needs. Faster. Faster. Faster turns. Faster stroke. Ignore their body screaming because it's at its limit and go faster. Every inch of their body tells them to stop and they can't even breathe as water fills up their lungs, but their mind says, "faster."

"Go Tsukishimaaa!", the team shouted as they rounded his turn. It was no surprise that Karasuno wasn't leading. In fact, they were nowhere close, but at least they weren't last for now.

By then, Karasuno was in 7th and somehow, Sugawara managed to pull them to 6th. The swimmers splashed around as if they were a stone, skipping across the water. Fly was an exhausting stroke, so after the turn and coming back, the swimmers were all noticeably tired.

"Kageyama, bring us to 4th at least!", Hinata said to Kageyama, who was already stepping up on the block.

And he did as told. Hinata jumped up and down, warming up his body for his turn next.

"Don't mess this up Shrimpy.", Tsukishima warned as Hinata slid his goggles over his eyes.

"Like I would.", Hinata grinned, stepping up onto the block.

The other teams had started to dive off the block when Kageyama was still closing in on the wall. Hinata extended his arms in front of him and stared with concentration. His feet stepped into leap as the blonde took his last stroke and he flew. Hinata may be short, but he sure made up for it in his dive.

Everyone was all cheering at once, the final hype of the last swimmer. The tired teammates of the final swimmers found, from somewhere deep inside of them, just a bit more energy to shout for their school.

The pool was loud and each swimmer probably heard the muffled and blended sound of everyone. It didn't matter though. Everything was fuel that urged them forward, making water part way for them and slipping through the crisp coolness of the water. Their hurried breaths were drowned out by the water flung through the air.

For a second, he was a crow, flying over the water. And before he knew it, he was in the water. He could hear the cheers. It didn't matter if they weren't for him, every cheer made his blood the pump through his veins.

Faster. Faster.

With every stroke, he felt pain, but he also felt happy to be in the pool. He needed to pass others and not be passed. Although Hinata was no prodigy like Kageyama, he worked hard to be the swimmer he was now. Effortlessly in and out of the turn. Closer and closer to the wall.

And at last, the burden was off of him as his hand slammed into the touchpad. He lifted him head up just in time to see the score board. 

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First Place: Karasuno

Second Place: Shiratorizawa

Third Place: Aoba Johsai

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Hinata struggled against his legs, which were able to give out, to climb up out of the pool, collapsing on the tile floor.

The moment he collapsed on the floor, the team and his friends who came to watch their match surrounded him with hugs. Some were even tearing up as he not only placed their team in the 1st place but he had also restored glory back to their school.

They complimented him to the utmost which made Hinata quite flustered. But in the end of the day, all that mattered was that they won.

He hadn't lost hope for not even a minute and now, there he was.

Standing proudly with a wide smile across his face as he stood alongside with his team, with a gold medal loosely hanging around his neck. 

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I hope you enjoyed this and also if you didn't know, I started a new book called "Ice Skating & Volleyball". Most likely I am going to change the title but anyways if your interested, please check it out. 

It is also my first ever crossover book and it is Haikyuu x Yuri on Ice. Well that's all I have to say so imma see you all later!!