•♡•Turning Point•♡•

We Get by With the Help of Our Friends.

Noya's POV

I grab the mini-skirt and hold it up. I laugh. "Why would we even wear this rag?" I ask aloud. "Do we really even have much of a choice?" Hinata responds. "I suppose not. But your senpai will rock this mini-skirt look." I say as I point my thumb into my chest. Hinata turn around and I slip it on. "I'm done." She turns back around and stares at me. "How does it feel?" she asks looking at me like I'm a painting. "Uncomfortable. I feel bad for the girls who wear skirts as their uniform, even though they look good in them." I say. "Doesn't this mean that we're going to have to wear skirts too?" I freeze. I fall to the ground on my knees. I take a few seconds to process this. "NOOOOOOOO! WHAT WILL TANAKA SAY? HE'S GONNA MAKE FUN OF ME." A horrible thought comes in my head. "What will Asahi think?"

Oh no. What if he thinks I'm a weirdo who inhaled purple bootleg crack and turned into a girl the next day? I get up quickly and point at Hinata. "QUICK, SHOYO! IS THERE ANY WAY TO MAKE BOOBS SMALLER?" All she does is tilt his head. "Huh?" is all that manages to come out. Oh no. What am I going to do? I can't let Asahi see me like this. Wait, why am I even worried about that? I should be more scared of what Tanaka's going to say to me. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

It's now time for the most dreaded part of the day. Any other perverted old man would enjoy this, but no. It's time...to shower. I strip myself of all my clothes and climb in. I do my best not to look as much as I can, but my efforts go unseen. I finish my shower and grab a T-shirt and some sweatpants. "I finished." I mutter as I come out of the bathroom. Shoyo's already done too. "Hey Noya! I'm packing our stuff for the training camp tomorrow. Also, my mom already contacted the school, explaining our situation." she says and continues packing. She looks sort-of nervous. I mean who wouldn't be? She grabs a water bottle and starts chugging. "What should I do with my hair tomorrow? I don't want to look like a weird-ass man with saggy titties." I ask. Hinata snorts and almost chokes on her. "Pfft, Noya!" she keeps laughing until she finally calms down. "Maybe you should leave it down and tie some up. Like a half-ponytail."

We continue to watch Stranger Things and I'm the first one to fall asleep. I wake up the next morning to an alarm. Hinata's waking up too. "What time is it?" I ask, still half-asleep. "4:50. We need to start getting ready. We gotta make it there by 6:00." "Five more minutes.." I mutter, already drifting off to sleep. "Fine. I'll wake you up when I'm done showering." And with that, I drift off to sleep. Again.

Hinata shakes me. "Hmm?" I mumble. "Time to get up, Noya!" says Hinata, already wide-awake. "Okay.." I go to the bathroom and wash my face. I hop in the shower and let the water run over me. By the time I'm done I'm fully awake. "HINATA? IM DONE!" I yell so she can hear me. I grab my backpack and head outside. I'm wearing a plain white shirt and some washed out jeans. I took Shoyo's advice and let my hair down. My hair is halfway tied up, and only the bleached part remains the same. I head towards the car and hop in. I get a text from Suga.

Hey, are you guys okay?

Ye, something came up
Ur gonna know when we get there

Oh, you guys are coming?

Of course. Wouldnt miss it.

Okay..if you say so...

We get to where the training camps are held in Karasuno. Me and Shoyo watch the car drive away. She looks at me. "Are you ready?" Hinata asks. "Cause I'm not." she adds. I laugh. "If we wait 'till we're ready, we might never do it." I say as I put my hands on my hips. We start walking towards the entrance, when we see Suga. I make eye contact with him. "Nevermind, I was definitely not ready. ABORT." I whisper-scream to Hinata. "Too late." she looks at me with panic. I look over and see Suga running towards us. Shit.

It's just Suga. It's just Suga. It's just Suga. SHIT, IT'S SUGA. "Nishinoya? Hinata? Is that you?" He asks in the confused motherly tone he's always had. "SUGA-SENPAI!" Hinata runs to Suga and clutch his waist. He looks at me. "Nishinoya?" he asks, still confused. Well, he figured us out. Might as well drop the act. "The one and only!" I say pointing a thumb at my chest. Suga covers his mouth with his hand. "What happened to you guys?" he asks completely shocked. Hinata and I look at each other. "Well...remember when you walked up to us the other day? And we were covered in purple dust? Well, that may or may not have been a drug that turns you into a girl." says Hinata in the calmest voice ever. Suga just looks at me. "It's your fault, isn't it?" Wow.

"Well, we can't do anything about it." says Suga. "Wait, does this mean you won't be able to play at Nationals?" he asks, worry clear in his tone. "No, we asked the doctor about it, and he said that we could, since we were guys before." I answer. Relief clouds his face. "Ok then. We should probably get back inside. Oh, and Noya?" he says as we walk back. "I like your hair." I blush. "Aww, Suga!" I jump on him. "D-don't let it get to your head!"

Suga walks in and we stay outside. We can hear the chatter and I can hear Tanaka arguing with Kageyama. "You ready?" I ask Shoyo. "I'll get by with your help. We'll do this together." She says. "Okay. Lets go in." We walk in the gym with our heads down. I stare at the floor. Why am I here again? I hear volleyballs drop. I look up to see everyone staring at us.

"N-Nishinoya?! Hinata?!" the whole gym surrounds us, and even Tsukishima is gazing our way from the back. This is going to be a lot of explaining.

Author-chan's Note~
Hellooooooo! HeYy. Hi...okay. I actually  enjoy writing this. Thanks so much for 500 reads! 1111 words.