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haikyuuuuuhypeeeee · 2 years

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Chapter 30

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The heavy doors leading to the balcony outside the ballroom where the post-season party rages on slam shut tight behind you. The din from inside quiets immediately and you revel in the short bout of peace.

It’s been nothing but bedlam since you and Sakusa won the World Championship a few hours ago. From interviews to press conferences to calling Suga and crying and finding Kiyoko and crying and celebrating her silver medal. You barely had time to shower and change before coming to the party. It’s to celebrate all skaters who competed in the World tournament but it’s also a great place for sponsors to come out and start conversations for next season’s sponsorships.

You yourself had plenty of prominent men and women come up to you, discussing what your plans were for next season and whether or not they could send you their athleisure-wear line for you to try on and maybe give a shoutout on social media.

“Not a word to anyone,” your coach had hissed at your before leaving the party. She and Sakusa’s coach were currently drafting statements you both are planning to release tomorrow morning about you both parting ways. She was livid that you chose to make the announcement, in general and tomorrow, and she tried to dissuade you. You told her point blank that you were making it tomorrow, regardless of her input. She shot you a nasty glare before leaving the party and typing into her phone.

Probably sending off an email to the JSF. Probably bitching about you to them. You found that you didn’t care in the slightest. No, the only thing, or rather the only person, you cared about tonight was currently hiding away from the crowds and noise and Atsumu screaming his head off and showing off his gold medal draped around his neck. Part of you thought about wearing your gold medal to the party, but decided against it, thinking it was too gaudy.

Seeing Atsumu prance around like a peacock tonight made you realize you were right.

You glance around the balcony, empty save for tables and chairs stacked against the building. It’s nearly the beginning of spring but the outside patio has not been set up. Leaves are scattered across the ground, and the floor could do with a decent sweeping. Despite the slight mess, you see a figure leaning against the railing, looking out across the city. You make your way towards him.

“I thought you’d be inside celebrating.” Sakusa tells you as you join him. He doesn’t look to you when he speaks. “You should be, at least. You just won the world championship.”

“I’ll go in and celebrate when you do.” You reply. “May I join you?”

At that Sakusa glances at you, hesitating before giving you a slight nod. If he’s curious as to why you sought permission he doesn’t ask. It felt weird to, but you didn’t want to invade the space of someone who no longer wants to compete with you. It was better to be safe than sorry.

“I’d rather not be around for the drunk fest that’s soon to follow these events.” Sakusa nods back towards the inside. “No more strict regimen, no more balanced meal plans - people lose their common sense.”

You consider what he said and nod in agreement. “That’s fair.”

“You should go back in,” Sakusa tells you again. His voice is quiet but measured. “This is a big deal, you just won your first gold medal in your debut season.”

You take in his words, trying to find the value you’ve been chasing for your entire life in them. You won the gold medal, you were a World Champion. You were one of the best figure skaters in the entire world. Your following was growing, people were clambering to talk to you, big companies looking at you with interest.

“I don’t know, it doesn’t really feel like a win to me.”

Sakusa looks down at you, eyebrows furrowed. “Is this you being a perfectionist and completely disregarding the hard work it took for you to get here?”

You shake your head. “No I’m very aware of what it took for us to win. I’m just…” You let the sentence trail off, unable to find the right words to explain that despite winning the championship you feel like you’ve lost everything important to you.

Either Sakusa understands what you were trying to say or he didn’t have anything important to add to it, and he turns back to face the cityscape.

Minutes pass and neither of you try to make any conversation. You know there is going to be a goodbye. You can feel it on the horizon, approaching quicker than you intended, quicker than you want. You don’t want to be the catalyst for the eventual end, and you take the time now to bask in his presence. You take every second to catalog the sense of calm and peace you only found with him, despite the tumultuous time it took to achieve it. Maybe that’s why it’s so important to you - this was a relationship that was hard, and it took a lot of patience and energy and growth that you didn’t expect. You’ve come out of this season a changed person, and a lot of it is thanks to the man standing next to you.

You can’t imagine that he’s going through the same thought process, you know you’re not important enough in the grand scheme of Sakusa Kiyoomi’s life. This year for him was a nasty blemish on an otherwise flawless career path.

“That was the best skate I have ever done in my entire life.”

You look at Kiyoomi, who is staring down at you. He’s gone without a mask tonight, and he is giving you a rare, tiny smiles. It’s tinged with pride and pain.

“I’ve never skated like that before, and it’s all thanks to you YN.” You feel your own eyebrows raise at his compliment. “I know it was the last time we ever skate together, in a competition at least, but I just needed you to know that you brought out the best in me. We won tonight not because of my skill or your skill alone. We won because you brought us together and made something of it.” His smile grows into something tender, just enough to make your heart squeeze uncomfortably.

“I couldn’t have done this with anyone else. You know I’ve tried. But with you, it worked. Not just worked, it flourished. We won a world title.” Kiyoomi laughs a little. “I promised I would get you one, but I didn’t do anything.”

You don’t speak yet, knowing that if you try and articulate your current thoughts all that will come out is a garbled mess of words mixed in with ugly sobbing. If this goodbye is going to go down like this you know you aren’t going to survive the actually goodbye. You will die right here on this balcony in Barcelona, obliterated by the gentle praise from one of the most incredible, and reserved, people you know.

A memory comes to you. It’s from early in the season, where a very different Kiyoomi is glaring at you on the ice. You can’t remember what was said or done, but you remember the cold contempt behind his eyes, and the snarl that was hidden under his mask. Maybe this was when he dropped you on the ice, or maybe this was after he tore apart your training and practice. It doesn’t matter, because you won’t forget the pure hatred Sakusa held for you then, and how small it had made you feel.

And now, you’re facing Kiyoomi, an accomplished athlete, multi-world champion, and arguably the best male figure skater in the world, as he tells you that you were the one who brought you both here. It’s a stark difference to the man you knew before that you can’t help but tear up.

You feel Sakusa take your hand in his, feel the smooth skin that you’ve felt many times before in your routines. “I don’t know what I could do to ever repay you for changing my life for the better.”

His last sentence is nearly whispered, as if he’s contemplating with himself. Maybe thinking on what he could do to make it up to you. Your brain supplies one idea, but it contradicts the entire situation unfurling right in front of your eyes.

“Why are you doing this?” You ask in a whisper. “Why are you telling me this?”

You see Kiyoomi’s eyebrows furrow together slightly. “I’m thanking you, YN. I’m telling you how I feel.”

You shake your head. “No, it doesn’t make sense. Why are you saying all of this to me and still choosing to leave me?”

It’s the other side of the coin, no? The much-sharper end of the sword. Kiyoomi praises you and dotes on you, before excusing himself from your life forever. Does he realize what he’s doing? Does he understand the amount of pain he’s inflicting upon you? Has he any idea how much this will destroy you?

Recognition crosses his face and he sighs. “I’m sorry, I’m not trying to make this harder for you. For us.”

“I just don’t understand,” you argue. You’re fighting to keep your voice steady. “What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing.” Kiyoomi replies immediately. “You did absolutely nothing wrong.”

He grabs your other hand, holding onto you desperately and staring into your eyes. “I want to keep skating with you, truly I do. But I don’t think that’s a good idea.

“I did some digging, and I found the emails.” He tells you. “I found all of the emails that I was part of, even my ‘replies.’” He stops again, staring at you imploringly. “YN, I never wrote those. I know you may not believe me but I swear I did not.”

“I believe you,” you say.

He nods, and sighs heavily. “But it doesn’t matter. I found the emails, and I went to my coach looking for more answers. She told me everything - how the JSF put our pairing together as a means to punish you. I earned favor with them, but they were looking to ‘put you in your place.’” Kiyoomi scowls and shakes his head. “Those were the exact words my coach used, and she wondered why I seemed so upset about this.”

“Oh.” You don’t know how to handle this Kiyoomi, one who’s vehemence is, for once, not directed at you, but in defense of you. It’s more than his minor irritants towards life’s inconveniences. More confusing emotions swell within you, but seeing how little people have cared about your feelings as of late, a part of you can’t deny how nice it is to have someone getting upset for you.

“I spent the flight here thinking about my actions, and how blind I’ve been to everything happening around me. I thought about what you said, and what Oikawa told you - I even went searching through old articles and stories when Oikawa retired from the sport. I can’t believe how obvious the slander was. And how stupid we all were for just going along with what they were telling us.” Kiyoomi sighs hard and shakes his head. “I’ve been so negligent, and I’ve become part of the problem.”

“I don’t think that’s true.” You reply. You tighten your grip, trying to reassure him. “You weren’t actively trying to push me down, or whatever. You didn’t even know.”

“That’s the point, YN.” The faintest amount of frustration seeps through his voice as Kiyoomi shakes his head angrily. “I’ve been so focused on my career, and my skating, not caring whether or not my peers are even able to compete with me. It’s not about wanting a fair fight, it’s about ensuring that everyone has a fair shot at skating how they want. How can I be proud to skate under the Japanese flag when our country holds biases against my skaters, and my partner, for no other reason than their desire for control?”

Kiyoomi is getting heated now, his breath coming out harsher as he quietly rants at you. You bring your other hand up to his arm and rub up and down in a soothing manner, hoping to bring some semblance of calm to him. In all fairness, you want to rant along with him and bash the JSF, but seeing him get so upset unsettles you.

“I hope you’re not trying to blame yourself for this,” you say lightly.

“No, I know that.” Kiyoomi brings his intense gaze back to you. “And I’m not trying to bring the focus back to me, or minimize the damage that’s been done to you. It’s uncomfortable realizing this, and I spent a lot of this competition trying to decide what I should do.

“I know I hold some weight with the JSF, and I know I am a prominent figure in the skating world. I have an incredible amount of privilege - I was ignorant of it because I was jaded by how the press had treated me in the past. A treatment that is slim compared to what you, and Oikawa, and god who knows how many other skaters have experienced. But that’s no excuse for not using my platform to help bring change or awareness - remaining silent is just as detrimental as actively pushing people down.”

He sighs, and this one is different from before. It’s heavy with bitterness. “This season you’ve shown the world how amazing you are. You have more than proved your worth as a professional figure skater. But despite that, you’re still seen as my partner. Not YN, the best female figure skater, but YN, Sakusa Kiyoomi’s partner. And after what my coach told me, I don’t think the JSF is giving you more room to grow.”

Your heart skips in your chest. “Wait, what did she say? What is the JSF planning?”

Kiyoomi pauses before answering, shifting uncomfortably. “Well, before we told them that we were splitting, they wanted to push that I was the one who got you back on track and helped you realize your potential.”

Something similar to the fury you felt when Oikawa gave you the emails thrums through your veins, but it’s muted. Part of you is confused that you’re not as fired up as before, and you’re not trying to think of an action plan to get back at the JSF.

But honestly, you’re tired. And not just from competing on the world’s stage only hours ago, and traveling around the globe for competitions. No, this is a weariness that comes from carrying this invisible target on your back. It comes from being played around like a pawn. It’s the desolation that comes from realizing that you have no choice in how you wish to skate and represent yourself, and how you feel about that is disregarded.

Kiyoomi speaks up. “I tried. I tried to think of any scenario that meant we could keep skating together. But I can’t.” He looks at you, and you see the same pain reflected in his dark eyes. “If we continue together, you’ll never be able to skate how you want to skate.”

It’s that sentence that finally makes the tears fall from your eyes, and you let your head bow forward as you succumb to the sorrow you feel.

Two arms wrap around you, and you’re gently pulled into Kiyoomi’s embrace. And doesn’t that make you sob harder, knowing that this could be the last time you’ll be comforted by him like this.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs. He sounds just as upset as you feel.

“I thought you hated me,” you babble, speaking through your tears.

“I thought you didn’t want to skate with me, I thought I was -“

“No.” He says firmly. “No YN, it’s the opposite. I only want to be with you.”

A hand comes up to card through your hair, and you close your eyes and allow yourself to enjoy the comfort. Even though it comes at a cost.

“You’re not going to get rid of me that easily,” Kiyoomi tells you. “I guarantee I will still beat you on morning jogs.”

You laugh wetly, knowing that you could run circles around him. But more tears fall down your face. Despite Kiyoomi’s attempts to soothe the hurt, you still can’t help but mourn the loss of a future of skating with Sakusa Kiyoomi. A future of being with Sakusa Kiyoomi.

You feel lips press against your temple, and arms tighten around you before Kiyoomi releases you. You lift your gaze and find him looking down at you with a sad smile.

“I have to go. My flight leaves in a few hours.” You nod, ignoring the desperation trying to claw its way out of your heart and latch onto Kiyoomi. “Okay, safe travels.”

He nods at you. A hand comes up to caress your cheek, and before you know it he bends down to press a gentle kiss to your lips

“Goodbye YN.”

He walks away, leaving you alone on the balcony. You watch him leave, knowing that a piece of your heart leaves with him.

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AN: 😔 And just like that, they’re done….or are they? 😶 I hope everyone had a great weekend, be sure to drink plenty of water!! 💙

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ninapi · 1 year

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Glitched

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Premise: Rintarou unexpectedly meets the girl of his dreams through an online game and he does his best to find this mysterious girl in the real world and keep her for good.

Word Count: 3289

Note: Hello, my beautiful dumplings. Welcome to my Suna miniseries, huhuhu. This will be a short story (4 chapters lol sorry, that’s my definition of short 🙃 sometimes I wonder how people write complete stories under 800 words, I just cant-), while I prepare for my new big series. Some high school drama, no multiple endings or routes just one~ Smooches for all of you.

Warning: Mild spoilers, if you’re up to date with the anime you’ll be just fine.

Chapter 1: Not so bad.

Suna Rintarou was by no means enjoying his second year of high school. Summer weather was definitely not his favorite, always tough on him, but the agony was even worse this year. He was tired, not just physically but mentally, the toll of dealing not only with his own sense of failure but also his teammates who were gravely disappointed of not being able to give their captain the satisfaction of going to the finals and bring victory to their school in his last year on the team.

It hasn’t been long since Inarizaki lost to Karasuno, which meant the practice schedule has increased not only in frequency but also in intensity. Days were very long and every single muscle in Suna’s body hurt. He was really looking forward to the holiday weekend, meaning he would have an extra day to rest.

His classmates were raving about this new online game that had recently come out and was very popular. They had plans to play together during the weekend and advance into one of the heaviest of dungeons before classes resumed, but their plan came to a sudden stop, the twins were being dragged by their mother into a family wedding across the country and they wouldn’t be able to join the team.

The boys were devastated, whining men heard all over the class. They were really counting on the Miya power to beat the hell out of the dungeon boss, help was needed desperately.

¨Hey Suna, I know you said you didn’t like the gameplay you watched the other day but can you please join our team? Without Osamu in our side we are doomed.¨ Suna heaved a deep sigh, collapsing on top of his desk. ¨Am I your last option? Can’t you find someone who really wants to play this? I’m so tired, I was planning on staying in bed all weekend.¨ Osamu pulled him back up, giving him a stern look, ¨Come on, help your mates. I wish I could stay and beat them up but there’s nothing we can do about it, it’s just for this weekend, we’ll be back for the next and continue where you left off.¨ he really didn’t want to do this, but if he didn’t agree to it they wouldn’t shut up until he did, ¨Fine, text me the link. I’ll be there after dinner.¨ the boys were smothering him with hugs and trying to kiss off his face in joy, making him grimace as he shook them all off and went back to sleep on his very comfy desk. The thought of finally resting this weekend turning into nothing but a sad memory.

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The guys added him to a group chat and everything was ready for the first quest.

His sister tied his hair up at the front in a tiny ponytail so he would look like some of those cute game-streamers she watches, not caring if her brother needed it or not with his hairstyle. He was beyond annoyed with life in general, why do people not leave him alone, even his sister was now conspiring to destroy his peaceful long holiday weekend, ¨Curse those damn twins. It’s all their fault.¨ he was grumbling under his breath while putting his headset on and going in the game to create his character.

¨Alright guys, let’s go level up first, stay in this area and let’s meet up at the bottom of the hill when you reach level 20, then we’ll move in to the forest.¨ they all hummed in acknowledgement, breaking the group. Suna went off to chase some slimes and smaller monsters, hating his life every second of it, the game had a very cute looking art style and it was just not his jam at all. He found it hilarious though that the toughest guys in his class were all hunting cute rabbits and crying over it out loud and in their shared group chat space, so he made sure to screenshot some of those moments, posting them in his account and tagging all his playmates. He had to get something out of this torture, at least he could make fun of them for a while.

His character stopped moving and it turned into a pixel block, ¨Guys, is the game acting up or is it just mine?¨ he could only hear static coming through his headset and some of the guys were posting on the chat that the game kicked them out and they were rebooting their pc, so he just stayed there waiting for the rest to go back in. His character was still a bit glitchy but it was moving now. Then all of the sudden he heard a very loud screech pressed to his left ear, and he was positive that it was not human. ¨Oh my god, sausage! What are you doing to my poor headset? Leave it alone!!¨ saying he was confused was an understatement, all the players in his team were dudes, ¨Ehm, hi?¨ the line went quiet but he wasn’t hearing any more static, just some shuffling on the other side, ¨Who’s this?¨ you were sitting on your chair now, the fluff ball being kicked out of your room for good. ¨Uhm, Rintarou? How about you? Did the guys call you over? I didn’t hear anything about any girl joining our party.¨ Rintarou? What- you were just chatting with your girlfriends when your cat jumped on you and stole your headset, there was no Rintarou in that group, ¨I'm (Y/N). Are you Miyuki’s boyfriend?¨ Miyuki? Was there a Miyuki in his class? It was possible, not like he knows everybody but this was all so confusing, ¨Nope, definitely not that Rintarou. So you are not with the guys either? How did you get into the group? The game didn’t say someone new joined the party.¨

You were so confused, you could see your actual party on the screen and on the side chat but you couldn’t hear them talk, just this random guy, ¨Did your game get glitchy too? Maybe that’s how you ended up in my party.¨ he moved his character around, looking for you, but he was completely alone in the area, some of the guys still complaining about the game not letting them in through his phone. ¨Well, I mean yes. It did get glitchy but I can still see my girls playing on my screen, could it be just the audio that got crossed over somehow?¨ it was so weird, none of the girls even noticed your absence, you said you were having some troubles with your headset and so they just continued killing monsters, ¨Yeah, I don’t see you around me either, so I guess it’s just the audio getting messy. Hold on, Imma log out and see if that resets us back to normal.¨ you nodded even if he couldn’t see you. ¨Ugh, what the hell. The logout button is gone. How about you, do you see it?¨ you were checking everywhere in your screen, it was definitely not where it usually is, ¨It’s gone for me too. I bet it’s just still glitchy and will go back to normal in a bit, if it’s fine with you, we could just keep playing like this until the game fixes itself?¨ he was already back to killing slimes, way over level 20 by now and his classmates were still gone, ¨Yeah, fine with me.¨

Both of you continued doing your thing in complete silence, so much so that Suna forgot you were still there and started mumbling curses quietly, he was being targeted by larger monsters now and was still on his own, he didn’t know much about this game and he was loosing HP fast, ¨What’s wrong?¨ your soft voice startled him, his ears flushing bright red in embarrassment, ¨Sorry, I forgot you were still there. Just being attacked by inferno wolves, don’t know how to kill them, today is my first day playing this.¨ you chuckled quietly, he was kindda cute, those were very easy to kill lesser monsters, ¨Just jump on them and stomp hard.¨ he did as instructed, killing one instantly, ¨Oh wow that was easy, thanks. Are you like a guild master or something?¨ that made you smile, you were right, he was cute. ¨Nothing of the sort, just been playing this for longer. Let me know if you need more help, I know my fair share of tricks.¨

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He was about to just ‘x’ out the game since the logout button was still gone, it was 9:30 and none of the guys were able to log back in, the game refusing to accept them, it was a waste of time, he didn’t even want to play this ridiculous game, the happy tune coming out of it was driving him insane at this point, that was until he heard your quiet giggles, it made him curious. They started soft, he almost thought he’d imagined it, but they grew louder each second and without realizing it, he was smiling, ¨What is it?¨ he wasn’t going to say anything but he just needed to know what was causing the cute fit of giggles on the other side, or he wasn’t going to be able to sleep in peace. ¨You heard that? Oh no, so embarrassing. Sorry, my cat, he is crazy you see. Earlier he was chewing on my headset so I kicked him out, but he got out of the house and got back into my room climbing all the way to the window, he’s like a ninja! And was nuzzling my tummy just now, I’m very ticklish.¨ was it normal for such a story to be this cute? Since when does he find cat ninjas cute? Why does he feel the need to tickle an unknown woman-

¨Was that sausage?¨ he chuckled evilly, wanting to continue the conversation, ¨Oh GOD, you heard that too? This game is like boycotting my life, I’m telling you. But yes, that’s sausage. He’s very heavy and of a brownish tone so he kindda looks like one, that’s why we named him that.¨ it’s not like he was interested in cats, but this was way better than killing blue pixel blobs, ¨It’s kay, I find names like that fun, I really don’t like when people name their pets, I don’t know Steve or something,¨ that caused you to laugh loud and clear, getting stabbed by a monster in the process, which made you just laugh even more, ¨Steve? What? Who would name their cat Steve?¨ you let your character bleed to death and were now hugging one of your pillows while sipping on some juice you had left, getting comfy on your chair. ¨Believe it or not, I’ve seen things, specially since I got in my current school volleyball team, there you see crazy, crazy stuff.¨ so he played volleyball…you’re nowhere near athletic but damn, he sounded like an interesting individual. The night was nothing like what you expected it to be, it was getting better every second.

Time surely flies when you’re actually having fun. He got some fruit jelly out and was chewing on it while speaking, needing some extra sugar to stay awake longer, ¨Are you eating fruit jelly?¨ he sits up right away, making sure his cam was actually off, ¨How do you know? Is this game livestreaming now or-?¨ you wished, ¨Hahaha no, it’s just that they make this sound, you know what I mean? Like when you suck the jelly out? I know I’m weird, I’m so sorry.¨ was he making sucking sounds just now? Why was he blushing? He didn’t know his favorite snack made suggestive sounds, well, that was embarrassing, he didn’t do that on purpose, ¨Ugh, well yeah you got me there, I’m eating fruit jelly. But I don’t think you’re that weird. Just a bit.¨ now you were the one blushing, it was fun talking to him, you've been talking about everything and nothing in particular at the same time for the last couple of hours and it was nearly midnight now. ¨Hey, is your game still glitchy? My chara is like dead now but still let’s me talk to you, I think there’s something really wrong with this game today.¨ his character was sitting down on a daisy field, enjoying his life as much as his owner, no monsters in sight, but the logout button was still not available, ¨Yeah, well I’m not dead, but things look the same, my mates were also complaining because the game kicked them out and didn’t let them back in.¨ he actually lied to his classmates and told them he was going to bed like twenty minutes ago but he just wasn’t capable of telling you how tired he actually was, ¨Hm, yeah I don’t think it’s going to let us sign out tonight, should we leave it open and just go to bed? It’s getting late and even if there’s no school tomorrow we should probably get going.¨ so you were in school too, your voice sounded right about his age but he didn’t know how to ask without sounding like a creepy old man, ¨Yeah I was thinking of going to bed too but sausage wouldn’t let us go.¨ us, huh? you smiled bashfully, playing with the headset cord, ¨Sausage is like that, I think he likes to hear your voice.¨ oh boy, was he smitten, he didn’t know much about you or what you looked like even but he wanted more of this, whatever that was, ¨Well then that means we gotta keep talking so he can hear it some more, maybe then he won’t eat your headset.¨ he could hear your giggles once more, they were creating a hole in his stomach, pretty sure it was eating itself out at your cuteness, he just wanted to continue hearing them, people never laughs at his comments, this was a first you actually thought he was funny, ¨We should. Do you think if we just don’t close the game it would stay like this? I mean like the audio and all…? Maybe we could talk some more tomorrow.¨ were you asking him on a date? That was a date, definitely. ¨Yeah I can do that, anything for sausage’s sake.¨ you were both grinning at the screen like idiots, not wanting to leave, ¨Then, since it’s the weekend how about we come back in the morning? Oh wait no, here in Miyagi the holidays are important, I gotta go to the shrine early, but how about after lunch?¨ he was so tired that even getting up by lunch time seemed like a task, but he would gladly lose sleep for this, ¨Yup, can do. See you tomorrow, sausage girl.¨ both of you left the pc on and went to bed, the smile on both of your faces causing your cheeks to hurt.

He was cute, you’ve never had so much fun talking with a guy before, it all felt so natural like if you were talking with your best friend, like if you’ve known him since forever. You wondered if asking for his number would be too bold, he was funny and you just wanted to talk to him some more, maybe even meet him one day. Just thinking about it was making you feel giddy, your legs kicking on your bed as you squealed against your pillow, trying your best to quiet down your excitement and not wake your mother up.

Suna was on his bed thinking the very same thing, would it be weird to ask for your number? You were complete strangers, but that’s how people make friends, right? Not weird at all. He rarely had intentions of talking with any girl but talking to you tonight has been the highlight of his year and he wasn’t exaggerating. He didn’t even know he could laugh this much, Suna just couldn’t wait anymore, he was sure he wanted this to continue and with new resolution, he went to sleep, hoping noon would come fast, so he could ask for your number and maybe, hopefully, get to see you even if it was just through his phone, he just needed to put a face to this bubbly feeling inside his chest.

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When he woke up the following morning he noticed his pc was off, this causing him to go into panic mode, what happened? He made sure it would stay on all night-

¨MOOOOM, why is my pc off? Did you touch it?¨ he was pissed, anything but that, not the pc. ¨What? No I didn’t. I think we lost power for a bit earlier, your dad was trying to fix the oven and was messing with the power box.¨ that explains it but it wasn’t less aggravating, would he even be able to go in the game again or would he be kicked out like his mates.

He turned it back on as fast as he could, going in the game, but luck wasn’t on his side, two of his classmates were already in leveling up on his screen. He grabbed his headset and literally screamed on the mic, ¨(Y/N), please tell me you are there.¨ but he could hear very manly snorts on the other side, crushing his heart ¨Who’s (Y/N)? Your girlfriend, Suna?¨ he just couldn’t deal with them right now. He rebooted his pc in hopes of getting the line back up to yours, but when he did, he saw a notification pop up on his screen, ¨We apologize for all the troubles caused last night, as an apology, we’ve sent 100 diamonds and 2 HP refills into your inbox.¨

No, this couldn’t be happening. They fixed it overnight. He hadn’t ask you for your number yet, that’s what he was going to do as soon as he heard your beautiful voice.

You were fixing your make up, silly thing to do since he couldn’t even see you, but it was definitely a date. You got your headset on with a bright smile on your face as you saw your screen moving, the game still playing on the background, ¨Morning, Mr. Sausage. Got a nice sleep?¨ your friends were beyond shocked, ¨Mr.Sausage? (Y/N) are you talking to your cat again? I think you need to go out some more.¨ Miyuki? No, no, no, no, why??? Where was he? What happened? You didn’t turn the game off, he should still be there! ¨Yeah…did they fix the game? I can hear you guys just fine now.¨ you were seriously hoping he was just late and would jump in the conversation any second now, ¨Mhm, they gave us some dias, check your inbox. You can buy the sword you wanted with that!¨ Stupid sword, you didn’t want it anymore, not if that meant not being able to talk to him again. ¨Sorry guys, I…I’m login out for the day.¨ without another word you just closed your laptop and collapsed face first onto your bed, life sucked.

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Tuesday couldn’t come faster for Suna, he just ran over to the class next door almost clashing with the wall, ¨ATSUMU! I need your help.¨ the eldest twin glared at him with intensity, couldn’t he see what time was it? Why would someone ask for a favor so early in the morning ? He was barely awake after getting up at four to jog. ¨Tell me later, maybe during lunch break when I can actually listen to you.¨

He threw his bag on the floor and went over to the tired setter, shaking him lightly, ¨Please, only you can help me.¨ what could be this important? He looked over at the middle blocker giving him a dirty angry look, but he was sporting a not so fashionable pair of bags under his eyes, even his skin tone was a bit off, was he not supposed to rest for three days? This made him reconsider his actions, ¨What is it? Stop shaking me, dammit!¨ he sat down on the chair in front of his desk, serious mode on, ¨You have the phone number of the Karasuno setter right?¨ huh? this was definitely not worth the while, he went back to sleep on his desk, ¨Atsumu please! I need you to ask him something, please I’ll beg if you want me to.¨ he’s never seen him this desperate, ¨kay, I think I do, yeah he should be on the group chat. What do you need from him?¨ he was pulling out his phone, ready to rely the message and hopefully go back to sleep, ¨Can you ask him if he knows a girl named (Y/N)¨ a girl? This was unexpectedly interesting. ¨(Y/N) what? Is she from Karasuno?¨ he was punching the message out, waiting on the details, ¨Well I don’t know, all I know is her first name and that she lives in Miyagi, she goes to school there and is possibly around our age.¨ Atsumu couldn’t believe what he was hearing, talk about dumb teammates, ¨You do know Miyagi is a prefecture, right? Not a city. How many schools are there even in Miyagi? Why would Tobio-kun know her? You are being stupid, Suna.¨ he was deleting the message, shaking his head, ¨No, no, please just ask him. I know he probably won’t know her but is my only chance, please. I won’t bother you again if he says he doesn’t know…¨ the setter sighed, sending the ambiguous message out, this was really silly, but he could see how desperate his friend was, and he just wouldn’t let him sleep ever if he didn’t comply.

To their surprise, Kageyama replied almost immediately, ¨I don’t, but I’ll ask around.¨ Atsumu showed him his screen and the small smile that painted his features left the setter breathless, so he can smile-

¨Thanks, please let me know if he says anything else.¨ he would find you, no matter what.

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