A/N: Let me tell you how freaking excited I am to have finally found a muse I can run with. AsaNoya is adorable and there is nothing that will change that for me. Though, you'll find that not everything in this will be strictly AsaNoya. Regardless, enjoy my Haikyuu! stories! If you have any prompt suggestions, leave them in the reviews! I will try my best! Thanks!

Fight Me

I certainly didn't expect what I was seeing. Of course, I knew as high school students there was no way anyone could make an honest living, but even this was a little sad. "You're judging me," I heard Asahi past my thoughts. I looked at him, snapping out of the daze I was in.

"I'm not judging you, man, just…Why didn't you tell me?" Of course, I knew why. Just looking at the apartment complex was an answer enough. The buildings were far from brand new, with vines growing up and in the cracks of the bricks, the wood worn and light from the weather. It was dilapidated from top to bottom.

"Because I don't need your help," he replied. I placed a bitter tone to it that wasn't there, because Asahi was too sweet for bitterness. "And as much as I appreciate what you will probably offer me, I am going to refuse."

"Come on, Asahi…I can't even imagine the inside!"

"It's not as bad as you think, Noya…I'll show you…" he walked forward, leading me to his ground floor apartment. He had to duck a little as he stepped inside and slipped out of his shoes. "Welcome to Paradise."

Paradise was not the word I would place to it. The walls were an off-white color that didn't seem like a paint color you could buy in the store, the carpets were an awful rust color, and while the apartment itself was a decent size, it was not enough for a giant like Asahi. "Wow…I can say I'm a little bit more than surprised. The carpets match the bricks outside."

"Ha-ha, very funny, Noya…" He set his bag on a hook by the door. "Save your sarcasm for school."

"Okay, okay…" I walked in and tried my best to keep my mouth shut. Asahi looked around, seemingly searching for something. "What are you looking for, Asahi?"

"My cats…"

"You have cats?" It was news to me. "Why am I not surprised?"

He rolled his eyes and shook his keys. Out from his bedroom ran four sleepy cats. "I'm home!" He knelt down to pet his feline companions. "They're great company."

I sat on the floor, and the fluffiest of the cats, two white ones, crowded me. "They look exactly alike! How do you tell them apart?"

Asahi smiled. "They are very different. That one is Fluffy, and the other is Snowball."

"You're a quack," I told him, trying not to laugh. "What about the others?"

"The orange one is Tiger, and the calico is Helen."

"Helen?" I started to laugh. "What kind of name is Helen?"

Not even a second after my comment, Helen the cat was growling at me. "You made her mad, Noya."

"What the—She's a cat, Asahi."

Helen kept up her hissing and growling, and glared at me. "You're a cat!" I held my head. "You've got me talking to cats."

"And you said I was the quack…Say you're sorry."

"You want me to say sorry? What the fuck have you been smoking, Asahi?"

He crossed his arms. "Do you want to stay or not?"

"Fine!" I reached out my hand to pet her head, until she swatted at me. "You fucker! You wanna go? Fight me, Helen! I'm not afraid of you!"

Asahi sighed. "No one can save you now."