Chapter 23, Like

THIRD POV

"I think I'm gonna be sick, hmf—!" Haide's eyes widened as she covered her mouth with her hands, Kira just rolled her eyes at her.

"Who's the dumbass who ate a lot more than usual?" Kira scoffed at her and leaned on the bus.

The training camp has come to an end, the teams were preparing to leave. Nekoma, Fukurodani, Shinzen, Ubugawa, Karasuno, and Fushichou were standing outside their buses, waiting for their coaches and managers to finish talking.

Shirome got her phone out, walking to Shinzen. She approached a 1st year and said the usual thing, to get their number for future sessions. The same goes to Ubugawa, the 1st year blushed and barely breathed so their captain recommended another 1st year. She barely opened her phone because they immediately gave her their phones.

With a slight sigh, she headed to Fukurodani. Koutaro noticed her and immediately smiled.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's up Shiro?" He patted her head.

She looked up at him with a small smile, "I need one of your first years' contacts, for future training sessions."

His mouth formed an 'O' and looked at the team, "Onaga!"

The said boy approached him, flashing a friendly smile towards Shirome, "Yes?"

The taller captain explained him the situation and the boy stopped working for a second and nodded, handing her his phone almost immediately. With a thank you to both boys and a wave to Keiji, she walked towards Nekoma.

"Shirome," Kenma was the first one to approach her.

"Hello," She chirped, "I need the number of one of the first years' in your team, for future training sessions."

He raised a brow, "Why can't you have mine? I mean you already have mine but, why?"

She slightly shook her head, "The coach said specifically a 1st year, for consistent contact for 3 years," She grinned.

Slightly flustered by her smile, he nodded and sighed, "Get Lev's."

"Lev!" Kenma called to Lev who turned, he motioned for him to come with his hand. The tall cat approached them and smiled widely at the small captain.

"Yes, Kenma-san? Hi Furumi-san!" Lev chirped and got in eye level with them both.

"Lev," Kenma warned him and he immediately straightened up.

Shirome slightly laughed, "Please just call me Shirome. Also, I need a first year's number so I can stay in contact with them for 3 years for future training sessions. You don't mind, right? I can always get another first year–"

Lev shook his head rapidly and took out his phone to give it to the smaller setter, "No! I don't mind at all, like at all!" He stammered.

She laughed at the boy's cuteness and gently took his phone from his hand. The skin contact made Lev gulp and blush, until Kenma gave him a short glare. The half russian brushed it off, and excitedly waited for the ½n½ to finish putting her contacts.

"Here, message me so I can save your contacts," She smiled at him, eyes disappearing and flowers emitting from her.

"Y-Yes!" He saluted, Kenma ushered him to go away and turned to Shirome with a sigh.

She frowned, noticing his mood, "Is something wrong, Kenma?"

He shook his head and walked near her, "We didn't get to hang out longer. Once this is all over I'll be bored again," He slightly pouted.

The girl looked at him, slightly surprised at the boy's behaviour. With a smile, she gently took his hand with both of hers.

"We can hangout anytime. When I have a free schedule, that is. Or if you really want to, I can clear all my schedule for you," She released her touch on Kenma.

Needing her touch again, the male abruptly took her hand again, "I'd like that," He smiled at her.

"Oya oya? What's this?" The taller captain appeared with a teasing smirk.

Kenma frowned almost immediately and gripped Shirome's hand tighter at his side. Shirome blinked in confusion but flashed a friendly smile towards the tall ebony haired boy.

"We were thinking about how–" Kenma cut her off.

"She was just saying goodbye," He said rather quickly, making Tetsuro raised a brow unconvinced.

"..Right..," He dragged.

"He doesn't need to know we're hanging out later," The gamer whispered to her, making sure the taller captain didn't hear.

She nodded confusely, but flashed a smile, "Okay then, I'll get going now. Bye Kenma, Tetsurou-senpai," She waved at them and retreated back to her team.

Kenma frowned at the absence of her touch, desperately needing more. He turned to Kuro with a glare.

The captain laughed, "You're that crazy for her, huh?"

"What? No I'm not," The pudding said and walked back to his team, wishing that the captain would go away.

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too-"

"Am not."

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The coaches and managers finally appeared after a talk with each other. The managers went to thank other teams, the male manager complained but followed (because his small captain said so).

"Tch, the games were fun. It's fun to hang out with your team. You all are fun," He forcedly said, trying his hard not to sound bored as he shook Tetsuro's hand rather firmly.

Tetsuro raised a brow at him but smirked, "I had fun playing with your captain."

"You shi–"

"Kuro-senpai."

Suddenly, he turned soft and smiled at the smaller captain who warned him (although he was oblivious), "Hi." Both of them answered.

Nekoma tried their best not to laugh as they watch the encounter.

"She called me, not you," Tetsuro scoffed.

"What? I don't even know your name. I'm Kuro, not you," He rolled his eyes at him.

"My name is Kuroo," Tetsuro said through his gritted teeth. Both Kuros glared at each other, irked by one another's presence.

Kenma just sighed, annoyed. The other members were stifling their laughs. The smaller captain had enough.

"Kuro Metsuhai. Tetsuro Kuroo. Both of you stop before I make you. The bus is about to take off," The smaller captain said as she turned her back, walking away from the pair.

Both males blushed as they looked at her back, embarassed that they just realized they both have the same name. Metsuhai glared at him one last time and followed his small captain.

Nekoma saw their flushed faces and they erupted in laughter, embarassing their captain more. He ushered them to go inside the bus with a glare. Nekomata just laughed along with his co-coach.

"Metsuhai, you need to stop messing around with other teams," Shirome said, looking outside the window as the bus took off.

"Shiro, please call me by my first name again," He whined.

Shirome just shot him a look, "I won't unless you stop being like that."

"Like what?" He confusedly asked.

Hito smacked the back of his head, "She needs you to stop being immature, dumbass."

He gasped slightly, "Shiro....? You think I'm immature?" He said, tearing up.

She blinked and looked outside instead.

The ravenette straightened up on his seat, "Shiro called me immature," He blushed, "That really turns me on."

"What do you mean by that?" She asked.

"Oh, it means–"

Aoi dragged him by his collar and threw him on the other seat, she let Ameri sit beside the small captain. Aoi sat by his side, making sure he won't talk to the small captain. He whined but Aoi just glared at him.

Ever since Shirome came to the team, Kuro stopped being cold and snappy all the time. He still is sometimes, but if he wasn't he'll just whine or simp over his captain.

The bus fell silent as they journeyed out of Saitama, slight snores were heard from some girls. Even Kuro fell asleep.

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idk but metsuhai gives me oikawa+iwaizumi vibes