"HINATA, ARE YOU READY?!"...

the team had given shiyumi a few chances to practice jumping before actually giving her a toss.

     and much less to say, suna and tendō did a damn well job blocking their opponents' spikes.

     "the hell? it's basically like a one-sided game", hoshiumi stated.

"suna looks like he's never been more lazier in his life!", atsumu laughed, as the dark-haired middle blocker tended to slack off whenever they had a large point lead. 

"at least tendō-senpai seems like he's having fun...", goshiki commented.

     the bullies had then called for a timeout, discussing their next set of actions, as shiyumi's team seemed stronger than they had expected.

     "you think that chibi-chan and kageyama are gonna use their quick attack soon?", kuroo asked.

     "probably...but honestly they don't really need to. tanaka-san's racking up points as it is. plus, suna-san and tendō-san are making a great barrier", kozume answered.

"wow! would ya look at that. this might've been the most I've heard you talk since your last video game rage", kuroo teased.

"I'm just stating the obvious", kozume grumbled, as the bully team dispersed to head back to their positions.

"HINATA!", kageyama yelled.

     the orange-haired girl then grinned, as she sky rocketed up into the sky, mentally praising herself for finally getting the hang of it.

     'FINALLY!! IT'S MY TIME TO SHIN—'

     "huh?"

     everyone watched, as shiyumi jumped, but didn't spike.

     'SHIT!! I FORGOT TO HIT THE BALL!!', shiyumi internally cursed.

     "OI, DUMBASS! IF YOU CAN'T JUMP AND SPIKE AT THE SAME TIME, THEN DON'T DO IT!", kageyama yelled.

     "HINATA, WHAT THE HELL?! ARE YOU TRYING TO LET THEM TAKE KIYOKO AWAY FROM US?!", nishinoya shouted.

     "I-I'm sorryyyy", shiyumi whined.

     "I got so focused on jumping that I forgot to spike..."

tendō and suna snickered, as the bullies started grinning.

"don't mind, don't mind~", tsukishima mocked.

"I-I PROMISE I'LL HIT THE NEXT ONE THOUGH!", shiyumi sniffled, as she stared at kageyama with her watery eyes.

the dark-haired setter twitched, as he gritted his teeth — unwilling to reject the orange-haired girl's request.

"you better not pull that stunt again, or else I won't toss to you for the next month", kageyama lowly threatened, causing shiyumi to gasp.

"I PROMISE!! I'LL HIT EVERY SET YOU GIVE ME!", shiyumi determinedly declared, as kageyama huffed, hastily turning around before anyone saw the happy yet awkward face that he was making.

though shiyumi's team had taken the first set, the second set steered a bit differently.

"HEY! I CLEARLY SAW YOUR FOOT MOVE THE LINE!", shiyumi accused.

since they were playing beach volleyball, there was no clear boundaries. hence they had an elastic band that stretched to all four corners, marking the ends and sides of the court.

"pft! you're just mad that your serve was out of bounds. please, don't make up false accusations just because you suck at serving", sashimu snickered.

     "YOU—"

     "it's okay, shōyō. kageyama's serving next anyways. and if his ball goes out of line, then we'll know that they're purposely moving it", nishinoya mumbled.

shiyumi clicked her tongue, as she watched kageyama toss the ball and spike it.

not to her surprise, the bullies had received it, as even they had some sort of skills. and plus, the spike was definitely not as menacing as oikawa's or ushijima's in shiyumi's opinion.

"WASHIJO!", kurame, their libero, yelled.

the oldest boy tossed it to sashimu, who had attempted to spike through tendō and suna, with ryozo jumping in sync with the two middle blockers as well.

     shiyumi thought that it was odd, and even more so, when she had witnessed tendō's arm flinch, as the ball had shot towards their side of the court.

     thankfully, nishinoya had saved it with his rolling thunder, but an argument had arose, once shiyumi's team had gained another point.

"you guys cheated", suna stated.

"huh? where's the proof, hm?!"

"you poked my stomach through the net, causing my right arm to flinch when sashimu was spiking!!", tendō complained, glaring at ryozo.

     "listen man, I didn't do anything. you probably just had an itch and now you're trying to push the blame onto me? pft, pathetic!"

     shiyumi and kageyama had then shared a glance.

     they were taking this set one way or another.

     "KAGEYAMAAA!!", shiyumi shouted, spreading her wings and flying, as kageyama tossed the ball using the palm of his hands.

     sending it towards the tiny crow, everyone watched in awe, as even hoshiumi was slightly surprised.

     shiyumi truly had a talent for flying, and she wasn't kidding when she said that she was going to chase hoshiumi and eventually beat him down.

the bullies all choked on their saliva, as they repeatedly watched shiyumi and kageyama's quick attack ruin their entire knowledge of volleyball.

     'how can someone even run that quick from one side to the other?! are they even human? they don't even look tired, especially the carrot top!'

     the second set was another easy win, despite the cheating tactics that the bullies tried to display.

     "Y-YOU TWO ARE MONSTERS!! THERE'S NO WAY SOMEONE LIKE YOU COULD JUMP SO HIGH THAT MANY TIMES!!", washijo stuttered out.

shiyumi then leisurely inched closer to the net, sweat dripping down her face, contrasting her lively eyes that glowed like the ever burning sun.

     "ya know...on second thought, you're right. satori-kun is a monster, but so are we. and monsters don't play with normal humans", shiyumi condescendingly stated.

     everybody's breath hitched, as tendō felt a warm hand grab onto his taped fingers.

     "let's go, satori-kun! the hungry monster's waiting to eat the watermelons that our managers had oh-so-graciously bought", shiyumi giggled, to which osamu had huffed.

     "and is it my fault that everyone took so long to start feasting? like come on! I even had them cut up into slices and diced into squares", osamu complained.

     though before tendō had walked away with shiyumi, he looked back once more, noticing the seething expressions plastered onto his past bullies' faces.

     'ah yes...the feeling of blocking their spikes...how thrilling and riveting'.