Title:
A Murder of Mochi
Summary:
I'm not sure if you were expecting me to have some amazing first three months of school, meet some amazingly good-looking guy, and then, you know this whole story become some heartrending drama, or something like that, but I'm sorry to say nothing of interest has occurred.
Well, unless you count Ryuunosuke nearly tossing Yuu out the window. That was pretty funny, actually, well, besides Yuu nearly dying for the second time.
Pairings:
Undecided
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I took a seat on the ground, my back leaning against the wall as I pursed my lips together in a pout. Man, since my nose was full of kleenex, I'm sure I'm gonna sound like I have a cold whenever I decide to talk to someone, which makes me sound funny, which makes no one take me seriously, which sucks!
But, since I don't have time to be worrying about such silly things, Imma concentrate on the people playing volleyball in front of me.
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I hummed as I watched the game continue. I have to say, after my amazing entrance, I was genuinely surprised how fast they all managed to get their heads back in the game. Usually, it would take a couple minutes, but for these guys, it only took a few seconds. Anyways, I was impressed.
I know Mango-kun was glancing at me every five seconds, as if to say, "Well, what do you think?", but I couldn't make any assumptions before I at least saw five minutes of the freaking game. Really, he was just so impatient sometimes.
I rested my elbows on my knees, and smiled dreamily.
I haven't played volleyball in forever.
Not that I ever really played on a team, but, I used to play around with-
Oh, the tall guy, with his hair in a bun (heh, it looks like a meat bun!), was going in for a play. This should be promising! I stared with slight interest as he went in for a spike.
My eyes widened at the sight of his [the dude with the bun] muscles flexing in mid-air, and there was this huge silence as the yellow team blockers went up in the air.
Slam!
It was a split second.
Just a split second, but Yuu was suddenly right there and I tried to remember to breathe as I saw his block-follow.
"Awesome," I said to myself, but I'm pretty sure everyone was thinking the same exact thing.
Meat Bun and Yuu seemed to be talking, and then this silver hair dude (who I'm going to call Mochigome) came into the conversation as well. I could hear Yuu shouting, calling Meat Bun "Ace".
I giggled. The whole thing was so cheesy that it was literally giving me the shivers.
Meat Bun nodded (Are his eyes watering? What's with this guy?) and when the next chance ball came around, he screamed from a toss.
It was loud. Kind of unpleasant too, but it seemed to make Yuu and the Mochigome happy.
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It was like a nice waltz-Mochigome's toss. It was a well-timed 1-2-3, and then, KA-BOOM!
A point for the Neighborhood Association.
I bounced my feet a little, to try and get rid of the goosebumps I get whenever I see awesome things .
Meat Bun's team's serve, and a nice one at that.
I winced as Daichi called out, "Ennoshita!", and said person weakly received the volleyball. Mango-kun was talking to the guy that I assumed was the volleyball team's advistor, but his face had this look that said, "Well, that needs work-"
I raised an eyebrow, and Mango-kun apparently noticed the black haired guy going in to cover that poor receive, "Oh, look, that setter's real confident about where the ball's going to drop-"
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I could already see it coming.
There was that orange haired kid from before (we'll just call him Flying Squirrel), and he was racing towards the net, and even before his feet left the ground, I was also on my feet because, oh my rainbow colored stickers-!
BAM!
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Nobody even stood a lick of a chance.
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I was jumping up and down on the balls of my feet, ranting excitedly, because, I swear, that jump and that spike had just sent me straight back in time, "Mango-kun, Mango-kun! That spike! That spike-!"
Kenshin nodded, looking very much stunned into utter silence, "Yeah, I know. Amazon what do you think-"
"That setter's amazing! So is Flying Squirrel! Did you see it? He didn't even look at it! That setter went, SHOO, and then he went WAHH!"
Mango-kun was losing patience with my gibberish apparently, so he growled and was all like, "HEY! YOU SHRIMP! WHY THE HECK DID YOU JUST JUMP!?"
Flying Squirrel looked insulted by the "Shrimp" comment, but quietly muttered, " B-Because, where ever I jump, the toss'll go...?"
Ukai glance at both the setter, and Flying Squirrel, and proclaimed, "What's wrong with you two? Are you just freaks of nature!?
"Freaks?" They looked at each other.
"Why'd he say that?"
"Are we?"
"Well, I dunno?"
"Maybe?"
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I kinda got ignored by Mango-kun, the advisor, and everyone else from then on, but I was way too into the match to really care.
I might love swimming, but I had grown up watching volleyball, going to volleyball matches every weekend, and playing volleyball with my brother. Volleyball was ingrained to my soullllll!
I was shaken out of my reverie by Mango-kun pointing at me while he was talking to Advisor-san.
"Oh, that guy? Yeah, him and this Amazon know each other pretty good from what my Grandfather's told me."
Advisor-san's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and I was mildly concerned for him.
"W-Wha-? R-Really?"
I looked at Mango-kun, and made this weird face to annoy him, "Who're you talking about? I know a lot of people, thank you very much!"
"You know who I'm talking about. The flying midget." He explained while pinching the bridge of his nose.
I tilted my head.
Who on earth was he talking about? Doesn't he know I'm dense? He needs to spell it out for me!
"Your brother, you idiot."
"Huh? Which one?"
"THE MIDGET ONE!"
I thumped a fist on the palm of my hand, "Yeah, yeah, Toshi-nii, right? He was a lot like Flying Squirrel over there; had this freaky jump he would use to get the bowls from the high cupboards! He would also-Advisor-san, you look pale, do you need to sit down?"
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The bespectacled man shook his head, "N-No, I'm f-fine.."
"You sure?" I asked, slightly concerned about his ashen expression.
"Y-Yes.."
I shrugged, "Whatever you say, Advisor-san..."
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I was perfectly fine with how the game was going until Flying Squirrel got smashed straight in the forehead with a particularly nasty looking spike.
That made me wanna go throw someone out the window (maybe Yuu, he has experience with almost being thrown out a window, right? He wouldn't be that mad, right?).
Then, the cool setter from before got all scary and had this weird, sour look on his face.
I gasped to myself.
"A-A-A S-Sour G-G-Grapefruit!"
Mango-kun slapped me upside the head when I said that.
What a meanie, right?
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I yawned, my eyes fluttering open at the sound of a long whistle.
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When had I fallen asleep, exactly?
Was it ten minutes ago?
Had I gone to sleep while I was standing up? (Oh, don't be so surprised, you already know how weird I am!)
I yawned again, and I stared blurrily at scoreboard.
Set 2: 25-18. Karasuno Neighborhood Association.
Aw, what a shame. I was rooting for Flying Squirrel!
I tried not to fall asleep again as I watched the volleyball people (ah, I'm too sleepy... can't remember.. faces.. names.. I need... my pillow...!) put everything up.
I yawned, "Manfo-kunnnnn!" I whined as I extended my hands out, "Helf meeei upppppt!"
To tell you the truth, I really didn't care who helped me up, heck, I was just too lazy to get up on my feet by myself.
Hey! Sleepy people need to be assisted, alright?
No one came to help me!
Rude!
I grumbled to myself, but I really couldn't complain; my mouth lost all connection to my brain when I got this tired.
My eyes felt like lead and they were closing again, and I tried so very hard to keep them open, but, but-!
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"Hey.."
Who's that?
"Heyyy..."
Mango-kun? Maman? Hidekoyo?
"Giant lady!"
Wait, no that's not what any of their voices sound like, not at all!
Is someone shaking me?
It feels like someone's shaking me.
WHY!?
DON'T THEY KNOW I HAVE LOW BLOOD PRESSURE IN THE MORNING, GOSH DARN IT-!
My eyes snapped open as I smiled.
I hope it was creepy.
Whoever woke me up deserves to have nightmares about this!
"Eek! What's with that face!?"
Oh, was that Flying Squirrel?
I rubbed my eyes, yawning, then rubbed my eyes again as I stretched, groaning, then cracked my back. Ah, I do love cracking my back after I wake up...
"Man, that was a good nap!" I jumped up onto my feet, and grinned down at the sunshine haired midget in front of me. He kind of cowered, which made me kind of sad, but I shrugged it off as I patted his head.
"Heya! I saw your spikes! They were awesome! Like, 'Whoosh", then 'PA-POW!', and 'KA-BLAM!"
His cheeks flamed up when I patted his head, and it seemed to make him kind of mad, but he turned sheepish as soon as I complimented his spiking. It was cute, his skin matched his hair, and it kind of made me want to pinch his face off!
Mango-kun seemed amused. While he was being all amused and stuff, the rest of the Karasuno Volleyball Team, save Flying Squirrel, were all gathered in front of him and Advisor-san. Mango-kun gestured for me to come over, which I did, (the orange haired midget joined his team mates), and he looked at me, raising his eyebrow, "Amazon, you have anything to add about the match?"
I thought about it.
The Ultimate Mango probably had mentioned the receives, and the freak spike-duo, and maybe even to stretch after practice, because he had this thing about stretching. I don't really think I have anything to say...
I grinned, rocking steadily on my toes, "Nope! Nothing!"
He raised an eyebrow, as if this was new. Well, I know I'm an opinionated person, but, that doesn't me I have something to say about everything.
Jeez.
Mango-kun rubbed the back of his head, "Well, since the Amazon has nothing to say, I think this practice is pretty much over. What do you say, Koyoshiki?"
I shrugged, "Why are you asking me? I'm not the coach-and don't call me Koyoshiki. It's weird."
The boys on the team murmured about themselves, which, I really didn't pay attention to for the most part, but when Yuu waved his hand in front of my face, my snapped out of my day (night? Since it's dark outside?) dreaming.
"Yoshi-san, why are you here exactly?"
My eyes widened, and I nearly squealed. I raced over to where I had been sitting, and there was the black cloth wrapped over my medium sized bento box.
"Thanks a bunch, Yuu! I nearly forgot!"
Behind my back, I could hear the other guys on the team shoving Yuu around playfully, probably grinning, saying, "Who's that Nishinoya, your girlfriend? She just called you by your first name!"
I pranced back over, and undid the cloth, opening up the double layer lunch.
"Jagaimo mochi! Tons of it!" I grinned, and watched with slight amusement as they all drooled. It was obvious that they would be hungry after all that exercise, so I was kinda glad that we had had so much left over.
I held it forward "Well? Take what you want, that's why I brought it here," I paused, "But, make a line, would you? Teenage boys are savages, and I'd rather not get trampled."
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When everyone there had two or three jagaimo mochi wrapped in handkerchief, I gazed down at my empty bento, and was throughly pleased.
I chatted with Meat Bun, who's name was Azumane Asahi, and laughed as he bit down on his second jagaimo, asking where I had gotten it from through a mouthful of food.
I shrugged, and then Mochigome also introduced himself to be Sugawara Koushi, also asking me where I had found such awesome food.
Pretty soon, I was acquainted with everyone there, ranging from Advisor-san (Takeda Ittetsu-sensei) and that pretty manager girl (Shimizu Kiyoko).
I talked to Sour Grapefruit Setter, who was Kageyama Tobio, and also to Flying Squirrel, named Hinata Shouyou.
Then there was Frowning Papaya (Tsukishima Kei).
Strawberry (Yamaguchi Tadashi), who had the cutest freckles ever!
I already knew who "Ennoshita" was, since Daichi had yelled his name during the part of the match I was paying attention to, but now, I know his first name, which is Chikara, therefore making him, Ennoshita Chikara.
Coconut (Narita Kazuhito), who had a buzz cut that reminded me of Ryuunosuke's hairdo...
And lastly, Cat Nip (Kinoshita Hisashi), who had these cool feline eyes, and was actually quite a funny guy!
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I whistled nonchalantly as we all walked outside, flicking Daichi on the back of his head as he was closing up the gym.
He growled.
I ran.
"DAICHI'S GONNA KILL MEEEEEE! AHHHHHH!"
Everyone laughed at my pain.
It was very demoralizing.
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After that, we all parted ways, and Mango-kun told me he would walk me home... I didn't argue, 'cause he was weirdly serious about that whole, "Walking A Young Girl Home", thing.
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"I'm planning a training camp for them." Mango-kun chirped.
I continued to look forward.
"This concerns me how?"
He rubbed the back of his head, "Well, we both know your receives are pretty good, and that you know a whole lot about player health and well being. I was hoping you could cover the things I don't."
"Like be your Assistant Coach?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
I folded my arms as we neared my house.
"Are you sure about this? Mango-kun, I'm not a volleyball player. I'm a swimmer."
He snorted, "We both very well know you still turn on the T.V. every Friday to watch collage volleyball."
My cheeks didn't burn, and I felt no embarrassment, because there was really no shame in anyone knowing that I watched sports, like most normal people did.
"Yeah, I also watch American baseball in my free time. Do you see me coaching any baseball teams?"
"Koyoshiki..." He started, but I just sighed as we walked up to the door.
"I'll...think about it. Okay?"
"Practice match against Nekoma."
I stared.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. Seriously."
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"Text me the details. I'll be there."
We both waved goodbye, and as soo as I had closed the door, and was running up the stairs to get to my room.
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The Crows V.S. The Cats, huh?
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The legendary, "Battle At The Garbage Dump", eh?
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I grinned.
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This is gonna be too much fun!
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Okay, Um, I really want to know if you guys okay with this story.
You know, making my character the sister of the Little Giant and all... It's just I thought it'd be the perfect kind of irony-to have a super giant girl related to a super tiny guy, you know?
Anyway, I have more details about all this sibling stuff, so if you would just hang around, all will be revealed!
Thank You For Reading,
Mellow-chan
