SUNA WAS BEYOND AMUSED...

as shiyumi was currently ignoring atsumu, while rewarding osamu with her favorite dessert: purin.

     "do you like it, 'samu?", shiyumi sweetly asked, as the gray-haired miya just enjoyed the silent suffering that his twin was enduring.

     "mhm. do ya have more?"

     "of course!! here, let me open them for you", shiyumi smiled, spoon feeding osamu, as suna snickered at atsumu's wretched expression.

"SHŌYŌ-KUN~ I ALREADY SAID I'M SORRYYYY!!", atsumu whined, tugging on the girl's plain white shirt, as shiyumi just pretended to hear nothing.

     "shōyō, don't you think you should forgive atsumu by now?", suna asked.

"you're not off the hook either, suna-san. especially since you just watched him swoop me away and did nothing but record it!", shiyumi huffed, causing the middle blocker to widen his eyes in shock.

"ARANNN!! HELP US HERE!! LOOK HOW CRUEL SHŌYŌ-KUN'S BEING!!", atsumu cried.

"don't drag me into this. I have nothing to do with it", ojiro stated.

"C-CAPTAINNN!!", atsumu sniffled, looking over at kita with teary eyes, as kita had begrudgingly caved in.

     "shōyō, why don't you take a walk with atsumu? you haven't properly enjoyed yourself since you got here", kita stated.

     "but I'm currently occupied! 'samu needs me!", shiyumi replied, trying to wiggle her way out of this.

     "yeah, I need shōyō-kun more than 'tsumu does", osamu agreed, holding the girl's wrist in place, as shiyumi's thumb had smeared across the boy's lips in attempts to wipe away the nonexistent mess.

     atsumu obnoxiously gasped, as he snatched the orange-haired girl away from his brother.

"WE'RE GOIN' ON A WALK!", atsumu announced, dragging shiyumi away, as osamu just clicked his tongue in distaste.

"don't worry, they'll be back soon", kita assured, as he watched shiyumi hobble alongside atsumu, who was trying to get a strong hold on the girl.

"OI! 'TSUMU, LET ME GO!!"

"no", atsumu declined.

"I FORGIVE YOU SO JUST LET ME GO, OKAY?!"

atsumu suddenly halted in his steps, allowing the girl to properly plant her feet in the sand, as he looked shiyumi dead in the eyes.

"for real?", he asked.

"for real!", shiyumi confirmed, pouting, as she was about to head back to the shade until she was stopped by atsumu's hand.

"then...can ya still accompany me? I promise I won't push ya into the ocean", atsumu stated.

     shiyumi hesitated a bit, but ultimately agreeing, as she knew atsumu would most likely keep his word.

     "okay, but only if you collect some seashells with me", shiyumi bargained.

     "sure! whatever makes ya happy", atsumu grinned.

     shiyumi then started walking alongside the blonde setter, who had taken the initiative to walk on the right side of shiyumi, so that he was next to the sea.

     "oh, 'tsumu!! look at this one!", shiyumi exclaimed, holding up a scallop shell, as atsumu marveled at its beauty.

     "let me go grab a bucket. I'll be back real quick!", atsumu stated, as the boy skipped off.

     shiyumi cracked a large smile, soon finding a whole bundle of coffee bean trivias.

     'I can make shōyō and nat-chan a necklace with these!!', shiyumi excitedly thought, cupping the petite shells in her hands, as she heard atsumu's footsteps near her.

     "I'm back!", he panted, extending a red pail towards the orange-haired girl, as shiyumi happily dropped them into the bucket.

     "let's go, 'tsumu! there's many shells awaiting to be conquered!", shiyumi laughed.

     "yer so weird, shōyō-kun", atsumu teased.

     "hmph! I know yer not..."

     shiyumi suddenly stopped in the middle of her sentence, realizing how she had switched accents momentarily.

     atsumu bursted out into laughter, clutching his stomach, as he bullied shiyumi for it.

     "awww shōyō-kunnn~ I didn't know ya wanted to join the inarizaki team so bad! ya should've told me. I would've put in a good word for ya", atsumu teased.

     shiyumi stuck her tongue out, as she grabbed the pail and started marching off.

     "I'm leaving!"

     atsumu's laughter suddenly ceased, as he stumbled towards the orange-haired girl.

     "w-wait!! I was just playin'. don't leave!", atsumu demanded.

     shiyumi snapped around to see a pouty atsumu, who looked like he had been kicked to the curbside.

     "I thought we were gonna go pick up some seashells together...", he mumbled.

     shiyumi felt her heart clench, as she brushed past atsumu and started heading the way that they were originally going.

she most definitely had a soft spot for that face of his.

"well come on then! the seashells won't wait!", shiyumi yelled.

atsumu jogged after shiyumi, putting his arm around the girl's shoulders, as he allowed shiyumi to occasionally kneel down and collect some more.

though there was specifically one that had caught atsumu's eye.

it was along the shoreline; an iridescent abalone, waiting to be claimed.

"'tsumu? whatcha looking at?", shiyumi asked.

"shōyō...let's go near the sea", atsumu suggested.

"huh? but I thought you said—"

"trust me", atsumu interrupted; his brown eyes staring down at shiyumi's very own.

atsumu extended his hand out, as if promising shiyumi that he's got her.

slightly bewitched, shiyumi had accepted the invitation, allowing the sly fox to guide her towards the never ending waters — a risky heap of waves.

"look at me. don't look at the ocean", atsumu commanded.

     shiyumi's head automatically complied, as she kept her chin up, meeting the blonde setter's lopsided smile once more.

     "see? not so scary is it now?", he asked.

     it was as if shiyumi's senses had momentarily turned off, because the girl herself didn't even realize that her toes were buried deep into the rich sand — layered by a coat of salty aqua.

"yeah...", she managed to mutter out.

atsumu then bent down to pick up the shell that he was eyeing, still making sure that he had a firm grip on shiyumi's hand.

     "for ya!", atsumu presented.

     shiyumi's mouth dropped into a circle-like formation, as her eyes marveled at the bluish-greenish shine that was reflecting off the sun's rays.

     "it's so pretty!! are you sure I can keep it?!", shiyumi asked.

     "of course!"

     shiyumi squealed, as it was by far the most eye catching shell she's seen yet.

"YER THE BEST, 'TSUMU!!"

atsumu suddenly felt a throb in his heart, something quite unexplainable, as his thoughts erratically started going haywire.

'cute. cute. cute. cute. cute. cute', his mind chanted.

'there's definitely something wrong with me', he diagnosed.

he wondered if he should ask osamu about it, however knowing his brother, he'd mock him for it.

'maybe aran?? or kita?? definitely NOT suna'.

"what're you spacing out for, 'tsumu?", shiyumi asked, causing the boy to clear his throat, as his eyes diverted towards the shell that the girl was holding onto.

"I-I was just thinking about how you switched to the kansai accent again", atsumu lied.

shiyumi clicked her tongue with annoyance.

"what? you gonna tease me again?", she sassily asked, raising a brow, as atsumu snorted.

"I don't got time for that! and plus, are ya done collecting seashells? I'm pretty sure lunch is ready", the blonde setter reminded.

"ah, right!! so we gotta hurry then", shiyumi stated.

     "mhm".

     the blonde setter then started walking away, until he realized that his little tangerine was not following along.

     "OI! WHAT'RE YA DOIN' JUST STANDIN' THERE?!"

     shiyumi casted an innocent smile, as she lifted both her arms, with a pail in one hand.

     "carry me!"

     "no way!! who do ya think I a—"

     "SHIN-CH—"

     "OKAY OKAY, QUIET!", atsumu shushed, rushing over towards the conniving orange-haired girl, as he squatted down.

     "hurry up now! if 'samu eats all the food, don't be blamin' me!"

     shiyumi snickered, as atsumu begrudgingly carried the short middle blocker.

     "NOW ONWARDS WE SHALL GO!!", shiyumi shouted.

     "QUIT YELLIN', OR ELSE I'LL DROP YA!", atsumu threatened.

     "do it and I'll tell your captain and make rin post all your ugly pictures online", shiyumi whispered.

     atsumu gasped, as he playfully loosened his grip, seemingly about to drop shiyumi, though he was just messing around.

     shiyumi gently slapped the boy's shoulder, as she cursed beneath her breath.

     "rude".

     "stinky", atsumu insulted.

     "asshole", shiyumi retorted.

     "dumbass".

     "don't make me say who's the better twin", shiyumi huffed.

     "do it. I already know it's me anyways", atsumu cockily replied.

     "SOMEBODY ONCE ASKED ME, WHO WAS THE BETTER TWIN! I TOOK A MOMENT AND SAID OSAMU~"

     atsumu cringed at the girl's obnoxious singing, as shiyumi continued — sparing atsumu no mercy.

     "THEY ASKED ME WHY I SAID THAT, I REPLIED THAT IT'S BECAUSE...ATSUMU HAS A PISS-COLORED HEAD~"

     "OI! MY HAIR'S PERFECTLY FINE!", atsumu snarled.

     shiyumi giggled, as she laid her chin in the crook of atsumu's neck.

     "yeah...it's pretty alright..."