"W-WHO ARE YOU?!"...

"huh? what do you mean? I'm noya...nishinoya yū", the second-year responded.

"why do I feel like...you're missing an inch of height??", shiyumi muttered, as kageyama had nodded in agreement.

"you two dumbasses. his hair's down", tsukishima pointed out.

"OHHHH!! YOU'RE RIGHT!!", the two shouted in sync.

shiyumi suddenly gasped, as she started slapping kageyama's arm.

"BAKEYAMA, LOOK!!"

the first-year setter turned to the side, as he saw tendō, bokuto, and kuroo all making a fuck boy face.

"WOOOOAHHHH!! KUROO-SAN, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOUR HAIR COULD BE MORE...messy??", shiyumi unsurely stated.

"oi! the hell's that supposed to mean, chibi-chan?!"

"WHAT ABOUT ME?! HOW DO I LOOK?!", bokuto asked.

"BO, YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME!! you kinda look like shin-kun though...not gonna lie...", shiyumi noticed.

"REALLY?! YOU REALLY THINK THAT I LOOK HANDSOME?!", bokuto asked.

"OF COURSE!! YOU ALWAYS LOOK HANDSOME, BO!", shiyumi complimented, returning the same energy.

"AHHH, SHŌYŌ, YOU'RE THE BEST!!"

     bokuto then enveloped the girl into one of his suffocating hugs, one where shiyumi was able to smell the confidence radiating off the owl-looking captain.

     "bokuto-san, please let hinata go. you're cutting off his source of oxygen", akaashi stated.

     "oh, right, sorry!", bokuto apologized, releasing shiyumi, as the girl just shrugged.

     "anyways, let's go eat barbecue!!", fukurōdani's captain announced.

     "YES SIRRR!", shiyumi smiled, skipping off with the fukurōdani players, as tendō had walked over towards his teammates, wondering why shiyumi didn't comment anything about his look.

     "YAHOOO!! BAR-BE-CUE!!", tanaka shouted, encouraging his teammates to join him.

     "MEATY MEAT, MEAT, MEATY MEAT!"

     "PUT 'EM TOGETHER, YOU GET MEAT AND MEAT!", shiyumi continued.

     "MEATY MEAT, MEAT!"

     "HOORAY FOR MEAT! ENERGY TIMES A HUNDRED!"

     tsukishima visibly cringed, as he internally cursed himself for being stuck with all these buffoons.

"eh, suna? why do ya look so pressed?", atsumu asked, grabbing a plate, as osamu grabbed two.

"what do you mean? I look normal", suna denied.

     "no ya don't! ya look like yer about to blackmail someone!", atsumu proclaimed.

     "suna's just mad that shōyō-kun's ignoring him", osamu exposed.

     suna's glare darkened, as the twins suddenly looked at each other, grinning.

     "ya thinkin' what I'm thinkin', 'samu?"

     "ya bet, 'tsumu".

     the twins then rushed over towards shiyumi, hovering around her like bodyguards, as suna raised a brow.

     "shōyō-kun, have ya eaten yet?", atsumu asked.

     "here, let me feed ya", osamu smiled, stuffing some beef into the girl's mouth, as shiyumi confusingly chewed.

     atsumu then squished the girl's cheeks, sending suna a mischievous smirk.

suna stared at them for a while before huffing and walking off, as the twins wondered where he could be going. or perhaps, he was giving up and cowering with anger.

"are you two okay?? what's with the sudden affection?", shiyumi asked, snapping the twins out of their trance.

"hm? what do ya mean? we've always been affectionate, right 'samu?"

osamu just nodded, until ojiro, kita, and suna had appeared before them.

"atsumu, osamu...suna told me that you two were bothering shōyō from eating. is that true?", kita questioned.

     the miya twins immediately shared a glance, as ojiro had a little smile crawling up to his face.

     "eh? that's not true, shin-kun. actually, 'samu was just feeding me", shiyumi responded, saving the twins from being reprimanded.

     suna's solemn expression returned, as kita hummed in content, causing the twins to relax.

     "is that so?"

     "mhm! anyways, let's go get some more barbecue before bo steals all of it!", shiyumi chuckled, guiding kita away, as she sneakily sent the twins a wink and a thumbs up.

meanwhile bokuto was being a master at stealing most of the meats, shiyumi had taken a seat under the shade, skimming through the crowd.

everybody seemed to be having a great time.

well, most were.

     shiyumi then chuckled to herself, as she saw ojiro hold atsumu in spot to ruffle his hair.

     the blonde setter probably said something dumb, hence why the inarizaki players were laughing along.

though shiyumi had quickly noticed that suna was not present, despite the dark-haired male always being there when there was any sort of event worth being documented.

"why'd you forgive atsumu but not me?"

shiyumi nearly dropped her plate of veggies and meats, as she tilted her head upwards to meet the judging gaze of suna.

"what do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about", shiyumi replied, feigning innocence.

suna proceeded to take a seat beside the girl, staring at her.

"are you seriously still mad?", he asked.

"no", shiyumi bluntly stated, though the older middle blocker could easily see through shiyumi's deceptive answer.

     "if I show you a funny picture of atsumu and osamu, will you forgive me?", suna asked.

     "and?"

     "and...I'll tell you a story about kita that almost no one knows about".

     "and?"

     "and...I'll share with you my chuupets..."

     "and?"

     "what more do you want?", suna asked, slightly annoyed.

     "I don't know. honestly, I was just seeing how far I could push it, but show me the picture and tell me the story!!", shiyumi smiled.

     suna softly sighed, as he took out his phone, scrolling through all his videos and pictures, as he stopped at one specific one.

     "here's the picture of the twins", suna stated, handing his phone over to shiyumi.

     the girl struggled to hold in her laugh, as she saw two volleyballs stuffed into the twins' uniforms.

     "I gotta say, they're naturals. if volleyball doesn't work out for them, they should try modeling", shiyumi snickered, sending the picture to herself.

"and as for kita...he never actually owned the team jersey back in middle school, and is participating in an official match for the first time as a third-year", suna informed.

shiyumi gasped.

"no way!! shin-kun's never owned his own team jersey?! that's so sad...", shiyumi frowned, now debating whether or not she should spend all her allowance on buying kita as many jerseys as the boy desired.

"mm, and so kita cried when he received his team jersey. that was probably the only time I've seen him show any emotion", suna admitted.

"SHIN-KUN?! CRYING?! NO WAY!!"

suna nodded, seemingly to be still surprised about that fact as well.

'though I wish I could catch him doing something silly. maybe like talking to his pet bird with a baby voice...', suna internally sighed.

     "now that I've told you, will you forgiv—"

     "YES, BUT I HAVE MORE IMPORTANT MATTERS AT HAND RIGHT NOW", shiyumi declared, standing up so suddenly that suna had thought that the girl was about to fight him.

     the dark-haired middle blocker then watched shiyumi run off, promising to be back real quick, as she commanded him to watch over her food.

     shiyumi panted, as she popped up right in front of kita and the other inarizaki members.

     "ah, shōyō-kun, are ya here for secon—"

     shiyumi then boldly hugged kita in front of everyone, causing the twins to drop their chopsticks, as ojiro choked on his water.

     kita felt his torso being lightly squeezed, as he looked down to meet a pair of determined eyes.

     "may I help you, shōyō?"

     "shin-kun, I just wanted to say that I will break my bank to buy you as many jerseys as you want, so don't hesitate to ask, okay?", shiyumi sniffled.

     kita had to take a moment to understand what shiyumi was talking about, as the girl's statement was super out of context to those who were just standing by the sidelines.

     a lightbulb suddenly flashed above kita's head, as his hand landed on top of shiyumi's head with a soft 'plop'.

     "as honored as I am, please don't break your bank for me. you should save it for yourself and your future", kita advised.

     "though I do really appreciate the motive behind it. thank you", the inarizaki captain smiled.

     shiyumi only hummed, as kita's other arm embraced the girl back.

     "so, what were you saying about those fangirls of yours?", kita asked atsumu, who was spacing out just as much as the others.

     'am I the only one seeing this?', atsumu wondered.

     'no. definitely not', osamu mentally replied. it was a telepathic twin thing.

     'I see it too', ojiro chimed in.

     'ARAN?! WHY'RE YA IN OUR THOUGHTS?!'

     the miya twins and ojiro had then squinted their eyes, staring at kita and shiyumi.

     the two looked like an arctic fox and a crow.

     "what're you guys looking at?", kita asked, still holding onto shiyumi.

     "yeah, answer the question already, 'tsumu".

     'odd', they all thought in sync.