•♡•Turning Point•♡•

Imagine a Crow...Meeting Another Crow...and Making it Work..

Well. It was midway through the second set of The Battle of the Trash Heap and both teams were neck to neck. However, the mental exhaustion of Nekoma's team was over-whelming. Kuroo was definitely out-of-it and it was affecting everyone else's play. He would freak out if anyone even looked at the small blocker. This crush was quickly becoming an obsession at an extreme pace.

"Y'know, Kenma..." Kuroo sighs, mind somewhere else. "What?" Kenma says, annoyed because he's sweaty, and getting sweatier because he's getting annoyed.

"Crows can mate for life~" Kuroo daydreams. "Kuroo, that's really creepy." Kenma gives his friend a disgusted look. "Aw, Kenma..." Kuroo whines. "Kuroo." a voice pipes in between the two. "I don't know what's happening in your head- although I have an idea-" Yaku says, with an expression that can kill. "But you need to get it together, before I lose it."

"I'll try, Yaku-san...sorry for the inconvenience." Kuroo says, looking at the ground. Yaku pats his shoulder and walks away. He nods at Kenma, walking off, ready to scold Lev on his terrible recieves throughout the set. Karasuno had just taken the first set, due to Kuroo's lack of focus. The team was tense, and Yaku knew this wasn't a good sign...

...he needed to make it right before something else goes wrong...

"Kuroo, if we win the game, I'll let you eat dinner with Karasuno~" Yaku said, knowing what buttons to push to get his team working again. At the sound of this, Kuroo's head perked up. "Do you mean it!" Yaku nodded and walked away.

Kuroo looked at the floor, wearing a creepy grin. Kenma shuddered at the sight of his crooked grin.

'Kuroo's up and running...' Coach Nekomata thought, smirking at young Coach Ukai, who was glaring daggers their way.

"Our strategy probably won't last long against those cats..." Ukai said, after Takeda caught him glaring at the opposing team. "Most likely not. We'll have to keep playing our best and keep giving it a shot..." Suga says, still not loving the idea of having his baby crow flirt with the rest. Ennoshita was listening to their conversation, when a certain libero caught his eye. He looked at Noya who was huffing in a corner.

"What's wrong with you?"? Ennoshita asks Noya, concerned.

"No one's paying attention to me~!" whined Noya, starving for attention. She clinged on to Ennoshita's foot as he frantically tried to kick her off.

"N-Noya! Get off!" he struggled. "Pay attention to meeee!" she whined, clinging on for dear life. "What are you, a dog?" Ennoshita asks, leaning onto Tanaka, whose holding him up, as Suga tries to pry Noya off of him.

"Go bother Asahi!" Ennoshita growled as Noya finally let go. Noya's face turned deadly pale. 'Do I really bother Asahi....' she thought and walked away. "What happened to her?" Ennoshita asks. "I don't know...last time she walked away when she could keep talking was when...actually, never..." Tanaka recalls. "We should leave her alone..." Suga says, thinking that they should leave this in the hands of someone patient enough to deal with Noya.

That person was their Ace.

Noya's POV

Oh my god, what if I have been bothering him all this time, and I haven't noticed anything. Well, he should've said something. Or maybe he did, and I just didn't listen. Why don't I listen. I should start listening...

"N...ya...oya....NOYA!" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Are you even listening to me?" Wow. I probably should start listening. "No, I'm not. Sorry. What's up....Asahi..." I shrink under him. Why is he so...TALL?

"What's wrong? You're acting strange all of a sudden. Are you okay?" Stupid Asahi. You're gonna make a woman swoon one day.

"Yes, I'm fine." I get up, and right when I stand, the whistle blows for the break to end. "Go on. Let's win the game!" I try to force a smile, but without practice, nothing really comes easy for me. I hope he doesn't see through it. "Alright..." he says, walking beside me toward the court.

Let the game begin.

Tsukishima's POV

They're onto us.

There's no way they're not. They got the first point. Then the second. And now the third. What the hell... this is annoying. I look at Sugawara. He nods at me, seeming to understand. We're at a disadvantage. But, when are we not? We have a brainless idiot, a gangster, a high-schooler who looks like a full-grown man, one who can probably read minds, and two other brainless idiots who turned into girls. The only normal people here is the captain, Yamaguchi and the other second-years.

Of course I was paired with them. 

It was probably the setter that noticed. Or their libero. Whoever it was, they're sharp...

Kuroo's been very active during this set. What did they say to him to get him this...energetic? Whatever it is, I'm sure the team won't like it. I'm pretty sure I won't mind. By the looks of it, we'll probably finish soon. And I don't think luck is on our side this time...

3rd POV

Kuroo was hyped and nothing could change that. He started ignoring the fact that the other team was flirting with his crow, and played twice as good. There was no way he was going to let this opportunity slide. He could get back at them at the lunch table. All he needed to do was win the game. And that is exactly what he planned to do.

He had blocked at least 3 of Asahi's spikes and also managed to score a few points by spiking himself. Even Yamamoto was getting worried Kuroo was trying to steal the position as ace, when he was only trying to get a little closer to his Kitty Crush (Oneshit reference)

Even Kenma looked shocked at how many of his spikes were getting across. "Guess my plan did work..." Yaku muttered under his breath. "Yep. Poor Karasuno..."

And just like that, they won the second set.

Author-chan's Note~
Hellooooo. Just a friendly reminder that one of the next chapters is going to be an A/n. Plez leave questions for anybody in the story, or me. Baiiii! 1050 words.