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A Trick For a Trick (A Haikyuu!! Halloween Special)

Written by me / Art by @skribblz

A/N: TADA!! We've done it again, but this time for Halloween! My good buddy skribblz and I thought it would be fun to collab again over the summer, but life kept happening (on my end at least), so we postponed it to be a Halloween thing instead. We wanted to focus on the girls for this one, and this is the result! LOOK HOW CUTE HER ART IS!! We hope you enjoy! Happy Halloween! ^^

Word Count: 2,448

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“HALLOWEEEEEEN!” Hinata yelled at the top of his lungs, barreling through the doors of the spookily decorated gym dressed as a blue crayon of all things. Just a pace behind him came Kageyama, huffing and puffing and looking very much like he needed a drink, though Yachi thought to herself upon observing his vampire costume that she hoped he didn’t want blood.

“The chaos has arrived,” Kiyoko murmured pleasantly as she finished putting out the paper cups and plates and plastic utensils on the snacks table, all of which were various shades of orange, purple, black, and white to fit the theme of the evening.

Yachi smiled first at the two boys, then at her upperclassman, for whom she’d be taking over as team manager soon. “Things are sure to get pretty lively now that they’re here.”

“Honestly, I’m more surprised that Noya and Tanaka haven’t been hovering around us at all so far. It’s a little suspicious, really.” The taller girl surveyed the table, frowned, and then snapped her fingers. “Oh! We need napkins, especially for a group of teenage boys. There should be a few rolls of paper towels in the supply closet; could you get them, Yachi?”

“Of course,” the blonde replied, happy to be of use. She hurried toward the back of the gym where the supplies were kept, sliding open the door. The light from outside was enough to illuminate the interior while she searched, though for some reason the paper towels seemed to be the only thing she couldn’t find.

Just as her eyes landed on them – on the top shelf, of course – a shadow fell across her from behind and someone grabbed her shoulders, yelling right into her ear.

Yachi screamed and dropped to the ground, whirling around to see Noya standing over her in his samurai costume, looking surprised and amused and even a little guilty all at the same time.

“Sorry, Yachi,” he said with a tiny giggle, offering her a hand. “I just wanted to startle you; I didn’t think I’d scare you so bad.”

“W-Why would you do that?” she asked in a trembling voice, taking his hand and allowing him to pull her back to her feet. “That was so loud!”

Noya rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to really scare you. But I mean…you look kinda cute when you’re freaked out, you know?”

Yachi pressed her lips together and punched him before she could even think about it, surprising the both of them. “You’re the worst.”

“I’m sorry!” Noya laughed, rubbing his chest where she’d hit him. “What’re you doing in here, anyway? The party’s outside.”

“Kiyoko and I are still finishing setting up. I came in here for paper towels, but…” She looked up at the top shelf where they sat.

Noya followed her gaze. “You need help reaching them?”

She gave him an odd look. “No offense, Noya, but…you’re not much taller than me.”

“So? I’m a volleyball player. I can jump.” As if to prove his point, the libero leapt into the air, grabbed onto the top shelf, and grunted, “How many do you need?”

“Ah…four?” Yachi replied, then scrambled to catch them as he began to slide them off the shelf at her. When she had four in her arms, Noya landed back on the ground, flushed from exertion but beaming all the same. “T-Thank you, Noya.”

“Anytime. Now come on! Finish setting up so you can join the fun, Yachi!”

“I think that about does it,” Kiyoko said twenty minutes later, nodding in satisfaction at the hard work they’d done. The table looked great – very colorful and decorative for Halloween, with cobwebs and little plastic bats and spiders completing the look. There was everything from healthy snack foods to the typical candy one would usually have at this time of year, as well as a few different types of punch bowls.

“I’m surprised the boys haven’t tried getting into anything yet,” Yachi commented, glancing over her shoulder at the Karasuno volleyball club, who were deep in some kind of competition from the looks of things.

Kiyoko watched them, too, a fond gaze settling over her features. “For all of their antics, they do genuinely want to be helpful when they can, even if that means staying away for a while when I ask them to. You’d be surprised to learn how much they respect you already, let alone how much more when I’m gone next year.”

Yachi pressed her lips together. She didn’t want to think about next year, when she’d be all on her own.

All of a sudden she felt a light tickle along her neck, and Tanaka cried, “Look out, Yachi! There’s a spider on you!”

For the second time that night Yachi screamed, flailing and swatting at her neck to rid herself of the aforementioned creature. It took her a moment to realize Tanaka was bent over at the waist laughing.

“Ahahaha! Your face!” he teased, standing upright and holding one of the little spider decorations from the table up for her to see. “I was joking; it was just one of these. You’re good.”

“Tanaka,” Kiyoko scolded. “That was uncalled for. Yachi and I worked hard to get this party set up for you all, and this is how you thank her?”

Tanaka suddenly looked genuinely apologetic. Yachi scanned his costume. She vaguely recognized it as being a Marvel character of some kind, but she didn’t know which one exactly. She wasn’t into superheroes.

“I’m sorry,” he said now, drawing her attention back to him. “I was just trying to be funny.”

“What is it with you guys?” Yachi exclaimed, unable to help how her voice wavered a little. “First Noya, then you? I know this is a Halloween party, but I didn’t want to be scared to be here.”

Before anyone else could open his or her mouth, Hinata came barreling toward them, looking ridiculous but also super cute in his crayon costume. “Hey guys! Can we eat yet? Whoa, Yachi, why do you look like you’re about to cry? What’s wrong?”

Kiyoko sighed, adjusting her glasses. “Apparently Tanaka and Noya got it in their heads that it would be fun to scare Yachi. She’s a little shaken up.”

“Hey! That’s mean!” Hinata cried, whirling around to point an accusing finger at Tanaka. “Yachi’s a sensitive soul! You can’t do that to her! Remember how bad Kageyama and I freaked her out when we got into that big fight before?”

Tanaka was looking more and more chagrined as time went on. “I know, I know. I thought it would be funny, but it wasn’t. I’m really sorry, Yachi.”

Yachi hated all of this attention. She wanted it off of her as quickly as possible. So she nodded and said, “It’s okay. I’m fine.”

Kiyoko stepped forward and put an arm around her shoulders, giving the second-year boy a hard stare. “The food is ready for you guys to get into whenever you’d like. I’m going to take Yachi out for a little air. Do not make a mess of this gym.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Tanaka replied quietly while Hinata whooped and hollered, “FOOD’S READY!!”

Before the rest of the Karasuno volleyball club could invade their space, Kiyoko steered Yachi away.

“I’m fine, really,” Yachi told her once they were safely sitting on the steps leading into the gym, the loud noises coming from within a comfort now that she wasn’t directly in the middle of it. “I just wasn’t expecting to be a target tonight. Maybe I should have known better.”

“They’d never dare do that to me. They shouldn’t have dared with you, either,” Kiyoko replied, frowning. “And after I’d just gotten done saying they respected you.”

“It’s because I’m not as tough as you are. They probably see me as fresh meat.”

“That’s not it.” The older girl gave her arm a reassuring squeeze. “They like you, and that’s what boys do when they like you. They pick on you. If you want to make sure it doesn’t become a regular thing, you’ll have to put your foot down. But once you do, they’ll back off. They’re good about that – well, most of them are.” She rolled her eyes, thinking of the two boys who had come after her mentee tonight. “But they mean well.”

Yachi worried her bottom lip between her teeth, mind racing. She wasn’t going to be able to put her foot down with these guys – there was no way. She wasn’t strong enough for that, and next year she’d have to do it all by herself, and—

“What do you want to do about it?” Kiyoko asked her.

Yachi blinked back to reality. “Huh?”

“Since the coaches aren’t here, we’re allowed to punish them for acting out if we feel it’s necessary.”

“Oh, no! I don’t want to do that – they’re just having fun, and I just don’t like being scared. I know they didn’t mean it—”

“Punishment doesn’t have to be harsh, you know.” Kiyoko’s smile had become a little playful. “You know how the boys go after each other for stuff, don’t you?”

Yachi’s eyes widened. She blushed. “Y-Yeah, but…I don’t think I can do that, either.”

“It’s whatever you want to do, if you want to do anything at all. Personally I think they deserve a good scolding, but you’re their new manager. You’ll have to decide how you want to handle these situations going forward. There will be plenty of them, trust me.”

The blonde considered this. She knew it was true, and though it only made her worry more, it also lit a fire in her knowing that she’d be the one in charge next year. She’d have to make decisions like this, and she might as well start now, while she still had a little guidance.

“What if…what if we asked the third-years to teach them a lesson?”

Kiyoko smiled. “You know Noya and Tanaka will be third-years next year.”

“Oh, right.” Yachi reconsidered. The more she thought about it, the more she realized maybe she did want to do something hands-on herself after all. “Then…what if we ask them to just…hold them for us?”

“While we dole out punishment?”

“Y-Yeah.”

Kiyoko looked both proud of her and eager to get started. “I think that can be arranged.”

“Would you…do it with me?”

“Absolutely I would.”

Yachi beamed. “Which one do you want?”

The night went on uninterrupted. The boys played games and had a costume contest and ate nearly everything on the table, which made cleanup a lot easier on the girls, so they weren’t complaining. They even put everything in the trash where it belonged. The gym looked as good as could be expected after ten teenage boys had torn through it for four hours.

But as the night wound down to a close and before anyone could go home, Kiyoko got their attention.

“This is the third-years’ last Halloween party,” she said, plowing forward before anyone could start to think too much about it, “which means next year at this time, Yachi will be the one in charge of making sure everything is put together for you. She worked hard tonight, but a couple of you decided to be jerks to her.” Here she made hard eye contact with Tanaka and Noya, who flinched. “We won’t tell the coaches and are willing to let it slide, on one condition that Yachi herself has decided.”

Everyone looked at the younger girl, who flushed under their attention. “I-If a couple of you wouldn’t mind holding them for us, Kiyoko and I would like to, uh…get a little revenge.” She hesitated a moment, then wiggled her fingers to get her point across.

For a moment there was total silence.

Then everyone was rushing to be the ones to grab Tanaka and Noya before they could make a break for it. Yachi was startled by their enthusiasm but also relieved and encouraged by it, and she and Kiyoko shared smiles with each other as the boys fought it out. In the end, Asahi had Noya easily restrained with his much bigger stature, and Kageyama and Daichi held Tanaka.

“W-We’re sorry, Yachi,” Noya said quickly, blushing furiously just knowing he was about to be at either her or Kiyoko’s mercy within seconds. “At least, I am. I wasn’t trying to scare you; I just wanted to make you jump a little.”

Yachi smiled at him as she approached. “I know. That’s why I’m letting Kiyoko have Tanaka. She’ll be meaner than I will.”

Tanaka sputtered apologies as well, but all of it was useless. Soon both he and Noya were laughing and struggling against their captors as the girls took out their tickly revenge on them, sharing secret smiles with each other as they did so.

“Remember,” Kiyoko said over the roar of their hysterics, “this was Yachi’s idea. She’s your manager now, not me. Treat her well and maybe you won’t suffer the same fate!”

“Yes, ma’am!” the rest of the boys chorused, all of them grinning at the scene before them and at the girls.

Yachi – for her part – felt a wave of affection crash over her, both from the boys to her and from her to them. Her fingers danced along Noya’s torso, drawing out screechy giggles from the libero while Tanaka laughed and pleaded for Kiyoko to stop beside her. The blonde let her victim go first, then hugged him when Asahi unhanded him.

“You know we got your back, right?” Noya said through residual giggles, flashing her a genuine smile. “We really like you, Yachi. I hope you know that.”

“I do,” she replied, reaching out to squeeze Kiyoko’s arm as a way to let her know she should probably let Tanaka free as well. She looked back at him and returned his smile. “I like you guys, too.”

Kiyoko stepped up beside her and gave her a little nudge. “Well done handling the situation, team manager.”

Yachi blushed and brushed her hair behind her ear, grinning first at her then at all of the boys. “Well, uh…Happy Halloween, everyone. Make sure you have everything you need before you go home.”

The boys chorused a combination of “yes ma’am” and “Happy Halloween!” back at her, and Yachi felt a rare moment of confidence that maybe she could do this. Maybe she could manage these boys once Kiyoko was gone.

Yes, she decided as she watched them all double-check that they’d cleaned up properly and had their coats and other items as she’d suggested before calling goodnight to her. I’ve got this.

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