Hello! This is a Tsukishima Drabble series! I hope that you all enjoy these drabbles! The first one is a Tsu x Tsu (because that is such a cute name and Tsutomu is such a little cutie I can't help but adore him) named Simple Minded!

Tsutomu could feel his happiness levels rising exponentially as he found his absolute favorite snack in the vending machines. "YESSSSS! BEST. DAY. EVER!" He exploded, grinning like a loon, even though his team had literally just lost. Tsutomu wasn't really going to let it get him down, overall it had been a close game and he was still finding himself anyway. And honestly, while both teams had made mistakes to learn from, that was the point of losing. Tsutomu just resolved to win next year and work hard until then.

"If you get any louder, you're going to shatter the ear drums and minds of everyone in the vicinity with your simple-mindedness." Tsutomu turned to see none other than the blonde middle blocker from Karasuno standing behind him, hand freshly wrapped from the infirmary.

Tsutomu waited a beat to sort himself out of his shock, blinking to find his center and calm himself down, then he pointed and his center was lost again. "You!"
Tsukishima pointed to himself, "Me?" Raising a brow in what was sure to be a mocking of the spiker but it flew right of Goshiki's head (as much subtle humor did... and just about anything subtle did).

"We should practice together! Your blocks against my straights!" Tsukishima was floored. For the life of him he had no idea why all these spikers wanted to practice with him. Hinata was a much better choice in his opinion.

"Why?"

Tsutomu gained a fire in his eyes, "YES! YOU MANAGED TO PISS OF USHIJIMA! YOU'RE SERIOUSLY GOOD AND I REALLY REALLY REALLY WANT TO IMPROVE WITH YOU!" The fire grew to an inferno and it was frankly uncomfortable for Tsukishima to be around.

"No." The fire was doused immediately and Tsutomu looked confused.

"Why?!"

Tsukishima scratched his head, "I already have team practices and on top of that I am in advanced classes, I have individual practices and team reviews, I tutor the two dumbasses, and we just beat your team. Not to mention I don't want to spend more of my time around another person as dim-witted as the freaky duo."

Tsutomu grinned, "I'm not taking no for an answer... Tsukijima."

"At least get my name right, idiot. Tsukishima, shima not jima. Tsukishima."

"Right, anyway, Tsukijima ("For god's sake, just call me Kei, you moron."), you should exchange numbers with me!" This was ended with an oblivious finger in Tsukishima's chest

"Ugh... fine." Tsukishima snatched Tsutomu's phone away from him and put in his number, saved as Kei Tsukki (because the idiot would never remember his full name, he made allowances for imbeciles).

When he got his own phone back (along with a selfy taken for the icon, and a cheesy k-pop ringtone, Fire or something), the name saved as just Tsutomu.

"Tsutomu, we're leaving!" It was Satori, who blanked upon seeing the current bane of his existence (read: mild pain in the ass) that is Tsukishima.

"See you this weekend, Kei!" Tsutomu yelled, running away.

Tsukishima glared, "I never agreed on that." Before he turned and walked away.

Tsutomu rushed to get on the bus with his phone and his snacks in his hands and smiling the whole way. Sparkles literally poking Tendou in the eyes and just generally making the walk to the bus and uncomfortable experience for him.

"Sumimasen! I got held up at the vending machines!" He explained, and the group only looked entirely unimpressed.

Satori would have his revenge though, "He was getting that Middle Blocker from Karasuno's number" He wiggled is tiny red eyebrows and Tsutomu blushed bright red.

The rest of the team just stared blankly, "He's a really good Middle Blocker and he does read blocking and he's super good so I thought we could practice together or something because, I mean, we lost and everything. He even pissed of Ushijima-san and that's a huge feat and I thought that it would be areallygoodideaandI'mreallysorryifIoffendedanybodyPLEASEFORGIVE ME!" It was ended with a ninety-degree bow and the rest of the team laughing at him.

"Please, Tsutomu, we got invited to a training camp with them, Aoba Johsai, and Nekoma in a few days. Their advisor/coach asked for us to join in an extension of goodwill and we couldn't not accept." Shirabu explained, "You were busy flirting with that annoying 'Normal Guy'."
Tsutomu had absolutely no time to turn a wonderful shade of merlot because his phone vibrated,

From: Kei Tsukki
To: Tsuto-moron
Thank you for causing my team to become umbearable, imbecile. -(￢_￢;)

To: Kei Tsukki
From: Tsuto-moron
My team said we can practice at the training camp! \( ω )/

Tsukishima felt nothing but dread.