(H/c) - hair colour
(E/c) - eye colour
(S/c) - skin colour
(R/n) - random name
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• six •
Practice game, after practice game and the repeated punishments that Karasuno had endured was finally over, for now at least. Hinata sat on the wooden floors, staring out at the hill they had just run up for the last time of the day. He gulped down his water and let out a satisfied sigh.
“Ne, ne! (M/n)! Come practice spikes with me!!” Hinata grinned.
“Are you not going to practice with Tobio-chin?” (m/n) asked.
“Ah! They haven’t really been practising with one another after they got into a fight.” Yachi informed, whispering to the taller male.
“Oh...” (m/n) let out, “sure Hina-chin!”
Hinata let out shouts of celebrations as the two raced over to Kenma and begged him to set for them. Of course, after a bit, the pudding head eventually gave up. So there, (m/n) offered to set for Hinata. Hinata obviously didn’t decline, in fact, he was more hyped to receive tosses from (m/n). Hinata has seen other people receive (m/n)’s tosses, but he had never had the chance to spike his tosses.
“Ok! When you’re ready!” (m/n) smiled as he positioned himself beside the net.
Hinata tossed the ball over to (m/n) who observed how Hinata moved. (M/n) set the ball nice and high for Hinata as the ginger head jumped. Hinata’s brown orbs were focused on the ball and as he swung, the ball perfectly fit in his hand as it made contact with it. The ball flew to the other side of the court letting out a satisfying ‘bam’.
“Waahh!! (M/n) that toss was amazing! Its just like Kageyama’s tosses but more subtle!! Again! Again!” Hinata grinned excitedly like a little child playing at a playground.
“R-Really? I’m not really a setter, I’m just going with what Akaa-chin had taught me when we were kids.” (m/n) smiled as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head.
“Well, your tosses are the best!!” Hinata grinned giving (m/n) a thumbs up.
(M/n) stared at the smaller male and smiled, he ruffled Hinata’s fluffy orange hair and returned to his position. Hearing those words from Hinata fired him up.
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(M/n) stretched his arms as a satisfied sigh escaped his lips. Practicing with Hinata was fun, but it sure was tiring. Not that he didn’t mind, he loved being around him. He was energetic and having heard Hinata’s encouraging words pushed him to an extent, which he found it to be quiet fun.
(M/n) looked down at the ground as he smiled. Who am I kidding... I can’t join. If I do... what will happen to me? Will they blame me? Will they be mad at me? (M/n)’s thoughts proceeded to invade his mind.
(M/n) knew all too well.
He is a liar.
He was so lost in thought he hadn’t see the volleyball coming straight to him, until it hit him square on the head making him lose balance. (M/n) let out a grunt as he fell to the ground, clutching his head.
“Ah sorry about that- oh you’re (l/n)-san... right?” (M/n) raised his head to meet the all too familiar bed headed captain of Nekoma.
“You ok?” Kuroo asked as he extended his hand for the male to take.
“Ah, yeah.” (m/n) smiled as he took Kuroo's hand and was helped up.
Kuroo glanced at his and (m/n)’s joined hands. Soft. That’s all that came across Kuroo's mind.
“Um... Kuroo-san, could you please let go of my hand?” (m/n) asked nervously.
“Oh! Sorry...” Kuroo blushed as he quickly pulled his hand away and grabbed the volleyball on the ground.
Akaashi eyed Kuroo as he approached him, “stay away from him, predator.” Akaashi stated as he stood in front of (m/n) in a protective manner.
Suddenly Yaku came sprinting in and stopped in front of (m/n). “What did you do? My danger radar was spiking for a second.” Yaku stated, an angry expression sprawled on his face as he hissed at Kuroo.
“Nothing!” Kuroo quickly answered but then a sly expression covered his face, “Yaku this is a very new side to you, maybe I should-"
“Oh hell nah! Don’t touch this child!” Yaku hissed as he jumped onto (m/n) and slapped Kuroo's hand that was inching closer to (m/n)’s face.
“Who?! Who toucheth my child??” Sugawara asked as he came skidding into the scene with a hose in hand.
Before (m/n) could so much as speak the three started bickering and poor (m/n) was in the middle of it all, being pulled towards Sugawara and Yaku and back to Kuroo. It was almost like a tug of war, with two overprotective people and a predator, plus Sugawara attempting to hose Kuroo away.
In the end, the war had concluded in a draw, surprisingly no one had gotten wet from Sugawara’s violent hosing. Sugawara and Yaku pushed (m/n) to wash up and turn in for the day with Kuroo insisting that (m/n) joined him to train tomorrow night. (M/n) obliged to the settlement of the “war" and made his way, away from the group.
“You look worn out,” a blunt voice stated from behind (m/n) making him jump back, “relax its just me.”
“Kei-chin! You scared the crap outta me.” (m/n) chuckled as he scratched the back of his head. The blond said nothing, instead, he eyed the shorter male in front of him. “Is... something wrong?” (m/n) asked noticing that Tsukishima had said nothing.
“No.” Tsukishima answered and followed after (m/n) who had proceeded to walk down the hallway.
“Are you sure?” (m/n) asked again as he turned around.
Before (m/n) could say anymore words, Tsukishima loomed over him like a giant.
Tsukishima placed his hands against the wall, trapping (m/n). (M/n)’s complexion was clearly investigated by Tsukishima. The blond tilting his head to the side as he leaned closer to (m/n)’s face who blushed at the sudden intrusion in his personal space.
“You’re... a little odd.” Tsukishima stated before releasing (m/n) from the kabe-don and leaving (m/n) all by himself.
(A/N: A kabe-don is basically just slapping a wall, kabe meaning wall and don is the sound effect, for those who don’t know.)
W-What’s that supposed to mean!? (M/n) thought, still blushing. The thought of Tsukishima being so close to him made him blush even more and the mental imagine of Tsukishima’s pretty, neutral face, was something that'll definitely make him blush at any given time of the day.
Tsukishima entered the bathroom and slid down the door, a blush appearing on his face as he covered it with his hand. Why the hell did I do that?! He asked himself, groaning. Tsukishima took in a deep breath and shook his head to regain his composure. Although he was embarrassed by his own actions, he noticed something and more questions were only filling his head and all were unanswered. Can’t be helped, I’ll just wait. He thought and left the bathroom.
(M/n) had finally managed to regain his composure and once he did, he headed to the showers, but he was still blushing. It was definitely something that’d be stuck in his mind for a bit.
After he had finished his nightly routine, he headed to the classroom and set up his fuuton as well as everyone else’s before heading to bed, unaware of the cuteness overload the team had when they found (m/n) sound asleep.
The sleeping male also wasn’t there to witness the team silently fight each other as to who would sleep beside him.
It was quiet surprising, and unnatural at how quiet the team was as they fought each other.
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The next day came about and (m/n) woke up to Nishinoya, Tanaka and Hinata being rowdy as per usual. Of course, he didn’t mind but Daichi and the others seemed to mind, by a lot. (M/n) watched as the father of the team scolded the young children, with Sugawara being a chaotic, yet supportive parent.
What a pleasing sight it was, first thing in the morning too.
They headed to the showers and freshened themselves up, they then went ahead and joined the other teams to breakfast. The managers had all woken up early to prepare them nice, hot meals and cool beverages.
“(N/n! Come sit with us!” Yaku yelled from the table he shared with Akaashi, Bokuto and Lev.
“I’m gonna go sit with them,” (m/n) started as he turned to meet the slightly upset faces of the team, “don't worry i can sit with you guys’ tomorrow!”
“You better keep that promise, (m/n)-san!” Hinata pouted as (m/n) chuckled and ruffled his hair.
“Of course!” He responded and walked off with his tray of food to join his childhood friends and of course their friends.
After their fulfilling breakfast, they all headed to the gym and warmed up. Preparing themselves for more rounds of practice matches and training.
Nekomata approached Ukai who was currently observing the team play against Shinzen High.
“Ukai-kun, your team seems to be... in a bit of mess.” The older man laughed as he watched another failed attempt at the synchronised attack.
Ukai couldn’t help but chuckle at the statement, “you’re not wrong about that,” he stated and smiled, “but they'll get there. To grow is to improve, and to improve is to change.”
“You definitely are, Ukai’s grandson.” Nekomata laughed and noticed a certain (h/c) haired male standing by the sideline, cheering the team on. “That boy, I didn’t see him last time. Who is he?” Nekomata asked, his sharp eyes eyeing (m/n) from head to toe.
“Oh, uh... he’s not really a member of the volleyball team. He's joined us in training for a few days and he’s still unsure if he wants to officially join our team, he’s quite hesitant on the idea.” Ukai explained.
Nekomata hummed in response, his hand placed under his chin as his lips curled into an amused smile.
“Your team will be playing against ours next, am I correct?” Nekomata asked.
“I believe so.” Ukai answered.
“Have him play against us, for the whole game. It is just a request, but I would like to see what that young boy has.” Nekomata stated as he started his way back over to his team. His eyes seemingly glowed with interest as he eyed the boy. “There’s something... unique about him.” He spoke.
Ukai turned and looked over to (m/n) who was conversing with Ennoshita. That’s true... that boy is no amateur. But if I were to place him into the game, who am I going to switch out? Based on his skills he is suitable to be a Wing Spiker, maybe even a middle blocker. Tanaka and Azumane are crucial in our attacks. Tsukishima is a good blocker, and Hinata is a good decoy as well as a main attacker. Ukai thought.
“Uh... Coach?”
Ukai turned to meet Asahi, panting heavily and water bottle in hand.
“What is it, Azumane?” Ukai asked.
“I couldn’t help but over hear what Coach Nekomata and you discussed just now. But, if you want to switch (m/n) with someone, please switch him out with me!” The ace proclaimed. “You may switch him out with me anytime you like. I believe he is suitable in the position.”
“What?!” (m/n) exclaimed, “Azu-chin... you do realize I haven’t even joined the club yet?”
Asahi looked at (m/n) and blushed in embarrassment, “w-well—I mean... like, y-you know—in the practice game. Besides, if you do end up joining, at least you have a position.” The third year smiled.
“But you’re a third year Azu-chin-"
“Don’t worry about that.” Asahi stated reassuringly.
“Are you positive that you want to be switched out, Asahi-san?” Nishinoya asked.
“Yeah,” Asahi stated as he watched (m/n) walk off and helped Yachi with the drinks, “I’m just getting this gut feeling. My position is mainly the title of ace, and I have this feeling that (m/n) is more than capable of fulfilling that.”
“You’re not the only one,” Tanaka spoke up getting their attention, “everyone has managed to become friends with him fast and I can tell you, a lot of people rely on (m/n). Whether it’s in class or outside of school, or helping people with homework or their problems, (m/n) is really dependable.”
“Got that right, he even helped me with my math homework once!” Nishinoya smiled.
“Once? You mean every time, right?” Ennoshita asked making Nishinoya blush in embarrassment.
“Shut up! Don’t expose me like that!” The shorter male growled.
“Alright, time for our punishment!” Daichi yelled as he clapped his hands.
The team groaned and formed a line, preparing themselves for one lap of diving receives. Once they had finished their punishment, they quickly recovered their energy before gathering in front of Ukai and Takeda.
Ukai pointed to the board that had been laid out with their new formation.
“Nekomata has requested that (m/n) plays in this match. Thanks to Azumane volunteering, he will be taking his position as a wing spiker.” Ukai informed and looked over to (m/n) who pursed his lips into a line. “Ah right... this is actually your first game-"
“Oh, come on! Don’t wuss out now!!” Tanaka grinned as he slung his arm over (m/n)’s neck. “We've got your back! That’s why there are six people on a team in volleyball!!”
(M/n) looked at Tanaka and smiled a little, responding with a simple; “Thanks Ryu-chin!”
“This won’t be the first-time you guys have played with him, but it hasn’t been that long since you also started playing with each other. Its alright to make mistakes, I don’t expect perfection. Just play your best out there.” Ukai stated.
“Osu!!” The team exclaimed in unison.
(A/N: Osu game intensifies)
Yaku watched (m/n) step onto the court and a rush of excitement coursed through his body. It had been so long since he had played against (m/n), the last time he had played against (m/n) was in their second year of middle school. Of course, his team lost, but it was still a fun game. It had been so long, and he was itching to play.
“Whoa, Yaku-san you look like a really excited puppy right now!!” Lev exclaimed and earned a kick to the legs by Yaku.
“Shut up!” Yaku growled.
Nekomata’s lips curled into a pleasant smile as he watched (m/n) stand in Asahi’s position.
Let’s see what this boy can do. He thought.