AN: I'm actually pretty worried about keeping Kageyama in character, it's really hard to imagine him talking about anything else other than volleyball honestly HAHAHA if you've got anything to comment about that please feel free! I need all the feedback I can get xD
Kageyama tore his eyes away from the unfamiliar figure in front of him to quickly glance around at his surroundings. Perhaps he had accidentally entered the wrong house, but wait, the furniture and setting were familiar enough and that wouldn't make sense in the first place since he just unlocked the door, which means he's definitely in the right house – so who the hell is that?
"How rude, aren't you going to greet your own guest?" the person spoke after a moment. The voice was feminine and had a hint of a tease to it, but he barely noticed. He was too near freaking out from seeing the white sheet moving accordingly to the other's lip movements like a second skin.
"A-ah…" he stuttered, not quite sure how to go about this weirdo in his home. It was one thing that there was already a stranger in his house but a female weirdo? He was beginning to think that a sick pervert might've gotten into their house, but whether accidentally or intentionally he couldn't tell. Further assumptions were born under his previous thought and he wondered if his water bottle would do any damage if he threw it hard enough.
"You…" the other continued, stepping forward towards him and bending down with her hands on her hips. He gulped as the other's hand moved forward but then stopped as she plucked off a corner of the sheet and pulled it all off. The girl waved the white thing in front of him, her now-normal face glistening with some liquid and her eyes twinkling with some amusement. "Haven't you seen a facial mask before?"
Facial mask? He stared at the white sheet for a moment and vaguely remembered his own mother using one of those back when she was more beauty conscious. He felt his face heat up at all the wrong conclusions he had jumped to upon seeing someone unfamiliar with a mask inside his house. It was just a facial mask – but still, it didn't explain why there was someone else here.
"Ah Tobio, you're home," a familiar voice caught his attention and he glanced behind the girl to see his mother peering out from the living room. "Oh? I see you've already met our guest."
"Mum," he managed to say as he stood up and dusted himself off.
He glanced over to the girl to see if he can offer some form of apology for his misunderstanding, but she was already making her way upstairs. "Please go ahead first Kageyama-san," she called down with a polite smile to his mother as she disappeared into the upper floor, "I'll wash up and come down."
"What's going on?" he asked as he walked over to where his mum was. He entered the living room a little uncertainly when she just ushered him in without an explanation, and realized that his father was chatting with another unfamiliar woman on the sofa. Her reddish brown hair tumbled down her shoulders in volumes, matching her friendly brown eyes. She was dressed rather formally in a black suit and her lips, bright red with makeup, smiled warmly as he approached.
"Tobio," his father beckoned and Kageyama obliged. He settled himself down on the sofa beside his dad just as the other girl entered the room and sat beside the older woman promptly. He realized the younger of the two was dressed rather too casually for a visit, in a simple black shirt and light blue cloth shorts. A sense of suspicion crept up on him, it seemed more like home attire than anything else.
"Sorry for the wait," she said cheerfully as she dabbed at her face with one end of the towel around her neck, her black hair tied up in a high ponytail.
"This is Mika-chan and Akemi-san," his father started as he motioned to the two females respectively. "Mika-chan is the daughter of my high school friend and will be staying with us temporarily for the next few weeks. She's here for an exchange programme with Karasuno High. Akemi is her guardian, and drove her here from Tokyo."
"Hamasaki Mika, nice to meet you." The younger girl lowered her head politely.
Her name struck a chord within Kageyama, he thought he had heard her name before somewhere… He squinted at her to check if he knew her since her face wasn't covered by a mask anymore, but her facial features, straight black hair and violet eyes didn't really look any familiar so he wasn't too sure. Mika was a common name used by girls though so perhaps he thought wrong.
"Kageyama Tobio." He nodded in response though he was still a little confused. He was pretty sure that when the class representative was taking the names of interested hosts for the exchange programme, he definitely didn't raise his hand. In fact, if not for the buzz in the air about the exchange programme recently, he was pretty sure he would've forgotten about the whole thing entirely.
"While usually the students would volunteer to host exchange students, Mika-chan here is a little bit of a special case so while she's here you'll be hosting her. So do take care of her and guide her around Miyagi." His father finished, answering some of his questions. Akemi lowered her head politely. "I'm sorry for troubling you."
"I'll be in your care then," Mika smiled cheerfully.
Kageyama nodded again in response, vaguely wondering if he had a choice in the matter of being a host, but seeing as the guests were already here and all… Probably not. Well, if it was just during school hours, he guessed it would be okay, however something within him highly doubted it was just going to be kept within the school day since his father said "Miyagi"… He'll deal with that when the time came though.
"Excuse me, but I would like to go unpack my things," Mika's voice broke his thoughts as she stood up and gave a polite bow.
"Oh, that's right," his mother smiled, "Tobio, why don't you go and help her with her luggage? I'll call you guys when dinner is ready."
Even if he didn't want to do it, there was no way he could refuse. So he got up and followed the other girl up the stairs into the guest room next to his. It was barely touched, with the bedsheets still unwrinkled and her luggage was also still sitting at the corner of the room – It couldn't have been long since her arrival. Probably just enough time for her to get changed into more comfortable clothes… And put on a facial mask.
"Ah, about earlier…" He started, wanting to apologize for his earlier mistake. If they were going to stay together for the next few weeks, he wanted to at least make sure they were on tolerable terms.
"That's alright," she replied, realizing his intentions. "Boys are kinda clueless about these things after all." Mika laughed a little as she pulled off a smaller bag from her stuff in the corner.
"…Yeah." Kageyama couldn't think of a better way to respond, because what she said was true.
He moved to help her lift one of the larger suitcases before wondering whether she was trying to stay here permanently or something. Giving the pile of things a quick once over, he counted the number of bags she had – Three big suitcases, and a small one that she just pulled off a moment ago. All for ONE person. He knew that girls tended to require more necessities and therefore often had bigger luggage than guys during trips but… Did she have to carry that many things? What the hell was in those bags?
"Oh, two of those suitcases are empty so you can just move them into the corner," she spoke up suddenly just as his train of thought ended. "I… didn't want to pack so much, so I figured that I would buy the rest of my clothes in Miyagi," Mika added with a sheepish smile and he stared at her in disbelief for a moment.
Two suitcases, just for newly bought clothes in Miyagi? He averted his gaze and just silently did as he was told though, shifting the two suitcases further into the corner.
"Volleyball club?" she suddenly asked as he looked up.
"Mm," he replied without surprise, realizing that she must have seen the back of his jacket. He hadn't gotten the chance to change out into his home clothes yet, so he was still in light sports attire from practice just now.
"Do you… Like it?" she asked after a moment of silence. Mika brought up a purple folder from her hand carried bag and stared at it for a moment before turning her gaze to the other's back.
He glanced back at her, a little confused. "Why would someone join a club that they wouldn't enjoy?"
"Of course," she laughed after a moment of silence. Mika moved forward to dump the folder into the nightstand drawer and shut it sharply. "That was a stupid question wasn't it," she turned and smiled at him, "sorry."
"It's okay." He frowned at her smile. It was the kind of smile that had nothing underneath, no meaning, no reason, the kind of smile that people use to keep up appearances. She had used it several times this evening alone already. It irked him a little but he said nothing, silently wondering if his temporary housemate was alright in the head and whether they were going to be okay for the next few weeks ahead.