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Chapter 8- Karasuno Practice Match

A/N

I kinda forget Watari doesn't appear in matches until later XD Oh yeah. Oikawa too. Just pretend he never had a dialogue or existence in the previous chapter XDXD
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"Daichi-san!" The Karasuno bald-headed player shouted.

"I got it-"

"Eh?" You blinked your eyes when the oranged haired boy dived in front of Karasuno's captain and received Matsukawa's serve. You found it a surprise as to how Karasuno recovered the stray ball. 

"YOU IDIOT! THAT OBVIOUSLY WASN'T YOUR BALL!" Karasuno's setter angrily shouted.

Karasuno's player 3, Ennoshita, set the ball from the back with a pass to the bald player. With a powerful and hard sounding spike, he was blocked by Kindaichi, Kunimi, and Hanamaki. 

"First point." Kindaichi smugly said, making the bald player growl. 

For the entire set, the orange-haired boy kept making clumsy mistakes, and every time he did so while giving the point to Aobajohsai, he would get yelled at or he would get repeated messages to calm down. And each time he made a mistake, it made you feel pity and hurt at the same time. You sympathized AND emphasized too much being in his shoes, and it made your stomach feel weak. 

"Net touch for Aobajohsai!" 

'Karasuno finally gets a chance to serve, but the score is 24-13...' You sighed and wiped away at the sweatdrops around your forehead. 

"YOU B**TARD! QUIT IT WITH THE ANXIETY!" 

"H-HOLD ON! GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE!"

'I... I didn't think my first time watching a match in so long would be like this...' You sweatdropped with a frozen face. 

"What, so they really weren't a big deal at all." Kindaichi snickered at Karasuno's direction.

'W-what? D-dissing?' You paled and gaped as you could faintly hear your team whisper about Karasuno. You sighed and covered your hands into your sleeves and anxiously scanned the court.

"Ah..." Your eyes stopped at the Karasuno team. 

'The orange-haired boy, Hinata, is serving...' Even though he was on the other team, you silently prayed for him in the sympathy of his anxiety. 

You practically felt the doom Karasuno was feeling. Especially since their expressions looked dumbfounded and almost as if they were about to lose it. 

*WHACK*

"Uhah...!" You silently screamed with a gasp and slapped your mouth closed with both of your hands. 

25-13

The gym became dead silent for a few seconds to process what had happened.

"WAHAHA! OI, HOW'S THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD DOING?!" The bald player howled in tears.

"The back of your head's looking good!" The tall and blonde haired boy shouted in an obnoxiously loud and teasing manner.

"Ahhh..." You paled and covered your eyes. You fanned out your fingers to peek through them and looked over to your team and saw their dumbfounded, speechless, or laughing faces as they walked over to the benches.

'Sh-should I congratulate them for winning the first set...?' You rubbed the back of your head and sighed. Instead, you handed out towels and bottles to your team.

"Hm? This isn't water?" Yahaba pulled away at the bottle and looked around his teammates for an answer. (A/N: No. It's bleach -__-)

"Mine is." Matsukawa said, which Kunimi and Hanamaki agreed to.

"Mine's taste like orange." Iwaizumi answered, shaking the bottle. 

"U-um! I br-brought orange-flavored sports powder hydration sticks... Those ones have it a-and these are just w-water." You stammered, mentally punching yourself since this was one of the things you had forgotten to mention to the team.

"Ohh..." Yahaba looked at the bottle and took a healthy gulp.

"S-sorry! I-i-is anyone allergic?!" Your face turned purple at the thought of it.

"Don't worry. None of us are allergic to oranges." Iwaizumi confirmed and took a sip of the drink. "Thank you for the consideration!" 

"Thank you (L/n)-san!"

"Our manager is the best~!" 

'Thank goodness...' You sighed out of relief and sat back down onto the benches as the second set began.

The set started off with a solid spike from Kunimi, which was unstably received by the tall, blonde player. 

'By the looks of it, Karasuno might make a standard hit to the left or right of the court-'

*Squeak*

'A quick set?' Your eyes widened, not expecting Karasuno to make this move. Especially since Hinata's previous performances weren't the greatest examples.

"Huh."  You furrowed your brows and had squinted at the attack that had just failed. "He closed his eyes and opened them midair...?" You muttered to yourself.

"Was that a bluff?" Iwaizumi muttered his breath, a sigh escaping his mouth.

From your view, it looked like Kindaichi was taunting Hinata. You couldn't hear what was being said quite clearly, but you do know that whatever Kageyama had said had shocked Kindaichi and Kunimi. 

After Aobajohsai served, Karasuno sturdily received it and set it up. 

"Another quick set!" You exclaimed and slightly jumped out of your seat.

*THUD*

"YESSS!!!" Karasuno's quick set pair cheered as Aobajohsai remained still in a motionless state at the unexpected and extremely quick offense. 

'He didn't open his eyes when he spiked the set. He has incredible speed and jumping ability.' You analyzed and let a breath escape your lips.

10-09

After Hinata's superb spike, his teammates were given an opportunity to spike and score since Aobajohsai became wary of Hinata's offense. Plus, since Hinata was so energetic every time he jumped, it was hard to tell if he would spike or not.

'But this makes him a dangerous decoy...' You hummed and seriously noted down notes onto your clipboard. 'Aobajohsai's defense and solid blocks are being stripped away and decentralized.' You bit down onto your lip and tapped your nails onto the clipboard.

Aobajohsai's coach blew on the whistle, signaling a timeout for Aobajohsai.

You broke out of your thoughts and immediately began handing out towels and bottles once again. 

"Kindaichi, Kageyama is different than what you said, right?" Yahaba said through his pants. (A/N: Not 👖 XP)

"I-it's my first time seeing him like that too. For a spiker to match his reckless tosses..." 

"N-no..." You quickly muttered and stood up from the bench. "I-i-it..." Your palms grew sweaty and your head was aching from the stress around your forehead. 

'I-I can't speak up... Wh-what if they scoff and r-ridicule at me if I e-explain?' You gulped, your throat feeling dry but your tears were getting watery. 

"You're wrong." The head coach began. "Kageyama is perfectly enabling that short player to hit the ball. Once the receive is in the air, his toss matches #5's downward swing no matter where #5's jump may take him."

"Hah..." You exhaled and slowly sat back down. You placed a hand over your heart and felt it wildly pound against your chest. You were relieved that at least the head coach understood the situation and explained it exactly how you had thought.

You just couldn't bring yourself to speak up on behalf of someone else. You could be attacked if you defended your team's opponent or laughed at for making a wild analyzation. 

"This combination is worrisome, but right now #5 is only a little better than an amateur. Even if they shake off your blocks, just keep sending those receives."

"Yes, coach!"

"(L/n)-san! You look purple!" Hanamaki exclaimed with a shocked face.

"Ah, I-I'm fine!" You straightened your back and fanned your face.

"Are you sure-" Iwaizumi began, but could not finish since their time out was out of time.

"J-just be careful of the switch up. K-Karasuno's switch on the vanguard w-will be tougher..." You blurted out to Iwaizumi before he left. He nodded his head and gave a thumbs up in the understanding of your advice.

And with that, the tall blonde player, "Tsukki", Kageyama, and Ennoshita blocked Matsukawa's spike. The fiery competitive spirit between Kageyama and Tsukki, players on the SAME team, had surprised Matsukawa as the two overwhelmed him with their height and jump and intense aura. 

24-22

"Karasuno, huh... What a mismatched, dangerous, interesting team." The head coach commented.

25-22

"Oh dear~, so you've had 1 set stolen from under you, hm!" 

You flinched at the oddly sing-song tone, which made you bump back towards Iwaizumi. You had quickly apologized to him, which was shrugged off as a simple accident. 

"How's your leg? You honestly need to be more careful, Oikawa..." The head coach sighed. 

"KYAAAHHH~!" The girls on the second floor screamed in giggling voices. 

You jolted up in surprise again to only bump into Iwaizumi AGAIN. You apologized AGAIN but more embarrassedly. 

"(L/n)-san. I didn't get to ask you properly, but are you alright? I would glance by and you-" Iwaizumi's mouth hanged open for a moment before he cleared his throat. "Are you uncomfortable?"

"N-n-no! wh-what makes you say that?" You rigorously shook your head. 

"Because of that..." Iwaizumi sweatdropped and rubbed the towel onto the back of his neck. 

"Ah. Ha. Ha." You jaggedly laughed and paled. "I-I'm fine. Y-you must be tired though. H-help yourself to more drinks." 

*Tweeet* 

The whistle blew, signaling the start of the 3rd set. 

"G-good luck senpai." You quietly cheered to Iwaizumi after he had left. 

20-24

'Oikawa-san is entering the game as the pinch server. He's pointing at Karasuno's tall blocker who is now at the back... I suppose it's because his receives are weak.'

You winced at the sound of Oikawa's serve. The speed and loud sounding contact that sent the ball flying at Karasuno was so terrifying that you could even see Karasuno's advisor jump and tremble. 

'So this was what Iwaizumi senpai mentioned before...' You rubbed your knees and let out a sigh after shuddering. 

Oikawa served, again and again, but it was unexpectedly received by his target, "Tsukki". It went over the net and became a free ball for Aobajohsai. Yahaba set the ball up for Kindaichi but was taken aback at the insanely quick reaction of Hinata's defense. 

With Hinata's jump power, he managed to get a one-touch. 

In a matter of a few seconds, Kageyama set the ball up far across the end of the net. Like a blur, Hinata sped over to the other end of the court and spiked the ball with wide and clear eyes. 

23-25

'Karasuno won.'

"THANKS FOR THE GAME!"

"This is frustrating..." Kindaichi bitterly scoffed and walked towards the water bottles.

You hesitantly gave him a water bottle and passed one around. You quietly escaped the gradually crowding group and began mopping the floor. 

'I feel too scared and conscious now to be around the circle there...' You sighed and shut your eyes as you kept mopping in a straight line. 

"Perhaps I made the wrong choice..." 

You could the team's distant chattering and bits of laughter. You could hear Iwaizumi's shouts to cheer up the morale of the team's spirit, but you could not feel that same comfort the team was receiving. 


7/14/2020


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