You know, when I told Oikawa that I would be coincidentally sick the day of the practice match I didn't mean it. Yet there I was anyway, lying in bed with a fever. Goddammit.
"Ah! Why did I have to get sick! And today of all days!" I burst out in coughs seconds after my outburst.
I flopped face-first into my pillow and groaned. "Why me?"
"Maybe the gods do hate you?" A voice said.
I put a hand under my chin. "That's gotta be it." I then startled. "Wait, who's there!"
I looked at an oh-so familiar redhead.
What the hell was Tendou-senpai doing in my house? Never mind that, how did he get in?!
I gave him my best blank stare. "What are you doing here?"
Tendou-senpai put a hand over his chest. "So rude! Can't I come and check up on my cute little kouhai?"
"Don't you have practice? You're always going on about how strict your coach is…"
Tendou laughed and I could tell it was a nervous one. "I may or may not have skipped it…"
Oh my god, he was so dead. So totally dead. He skipped a practice session with Washijo motherfucking Tanji as coach? Did he have a death wish or something?
My horrified expression must have told him what I was thinking.
Tendou-senpai cringed. "Yes, I am well aware I am going to die."
He then brightened up again. "So, won't you be nice to your favorite senpai on his last living day?"
"Absolutely not."
Tendou-senpai fake gasped and fell to his knees. "Why do I have such a mean little kouhai?"
I shrugged, as if annoyed, despite the large smile on my face. "Who knows, I think I got it from someone, but I don't know who?" I gave him a pointed stare.
It was nice to see him again, it had been far too long since we last talked face to face. Shiratorizawa was a very demanding school, it had always been. And Washijo was a very demanding coach.
When you combine those two factors you barely get any time left for other activities. Even on days off Tendou didn't have any time to spend with me other than in text. Meetings between the two of us were even rarer than the times I got to see Oikawa-san in person.
Then something hit me.
"Tendou-senpai? How did you get in the house?"
"Your mother received a very nice text message from a dear friend of you that he would take care of her poor bedridden son and as such left the front door unlocked."
For the love of god, why?!
Why did my mother let him in? To take care of me too? Why?
I felt like crying. I honestly felt like crying.
I buried my head in my pillow and screamed long and loudly.
Tendou-senpai just laughed at me. The prick.
Nevertheless he actually took pretty good care of me, if you ignore some things…
"I can eat by myself!"
"Your mother ordered me to take care of you so I will! Now open your goddamn mouth!"
Yeah… everything was fine.
Despite those… incidents… things were actually going fine. I got to spend some quality time with one of my best friends. I was also maybe a tad bit glad that Tendou-senpai cared for me enough to skip practice. I was touched.
It was in the late afternoon that Shoyo, bless his innocent heart, returned home.
"See that, Shoyo's home. You can leave now." I all but pushed Tendou-senpai out the door when I heard the familiar sound of the door opening.
"But Matsu-chan! I want to stay and meet your brother!"
I growled. "Keep dreaming."
Before I could really threaten that excuse for a senpai, he had already run of and glomped both Shoyo and Natsu.
"Dammit senpai!"
"So cute! Matsu-chan, why were you never as cute as these two?"
I groaned and spotted something in the corner of my eye.
Ohohoho? Was that Tendou-senpai's phone? Why yes it was. Did it have a passcode? No it did not. Did Tendou-senpai name his teammates in ways that I could easily figure out who I had to call? Yes he did.
I typed in a number and waited patiently for the line to connect.
The second it did…
"SATORI, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" Washijo Tanji yelled.
I could only smirk evilly, revenge is sweet Tendou-senpai. So sweet.
"Ah sorry but this is Hinata Matsuo, you are Tendou-senpai's coach correct?"
With that the old man calmed down.
"That is correct, why do you have Satori's phone young man."
Oh, revenge is so, so sweet.
"Well I figured you'd be looking for him so just to let you know, he decided that entering my home uninvited and then bothering me for the remainder of the day was a good idea. Could you please go get him?"
I almost felt like cackling manically.
I could hear the seething rage of the coach.
"Of course," was said calmly, too calmly, "I'll be right there. If you could give me your address?"
I gave it to him and hanged up.
This time I did cackle.
Tendou-senpai noticed my glee and narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
"What's so funny?"
I gave him my most pleasant smile.
"Oh you know, just let that lovely coach of yours know where you've been the entire day."
I saw the color drain out of Tendou-senpai's face. Didn't expect that now did ya you little shit?
"Please tell me you didn't." Tendou-senpai's voice was suddenly very squeaky, I wonder why?
"Oh but I did, I'm expecting a very upset coach to get here in a few minutes. Until then… Shoyo, Natsu! Prevent the creepy redhead from escaping!"
"Yes sir!" They mock saluted me and pounced on Tendou-senpai.
"Aaarrrggggghhhh! Spare me!" He cried in despair as he tried to get away from my siblings.
He failed.
The doorbell rang 10 minutes later.
I opened the door with a smile far too big considering everything.
I was mildly surprised to find the entire team of Shiratorizawa but shrugged it off.
"Here to collect a certain guesser?"
Washijo returned my pleasant smile with his own, it caused the surrounding players to gulp and move a few steps away from their coach.
"Yes, I hope he hasn't tried to run away."
My smile grew evil. "He did try, fortunately I have two great siblings and together we were able to keep him here."
Tendou-senpai's panicked screams echoed from inside the house.
"He's completely fine."
The screams increased in volume.
"Totally fine."
Washijo began chuckling lowly and the players fixed me with a very wary look.
To be fair, I didn't actually know why Tendou-senpai was screaming. Was it because of the presence of his intimidating coach? Or did Natsu find the permanent marker? Who knew, I sure didn't.
I opened the door a little further. "Please, come in."
"Pardon the intrusion."
Shoes were kicked off and the team of Shiratorizawa gathered in the living room.
I had to keep back my laughter when I saw Tendou-senpai's predicament.
How did Natsu manage to tie the guy up with god damn silly string? Granted it as a very thick layer of silly string but still…
His face was also covered in all sorts of doodles.
The team began laughing, loudly. The only ones silent were Ushijima, big surprise there, and Washijo who was still quite pissed.
"How did this happen?" Semi Eita laughed out.
I chuckled as well. "Let's just say that my little sister can be quite the devil sometimes."
Tendou wriggled around comically. "Matsu-chan! You didn't warn me about this!"
"You didn't warn me about coming over." I pointed out. "This is payback. Sen-pai."
Washijo calmly sat down in front of the pale Tendou. He crossed his arms and levelled the redhead with the most terrifying glare I had ever seen.
"So do tell me why you decided that bothering this splendid young man was a better thing to do than attend my practice?"
Tendou-senpai began sweating profusely. "Uhm, well, uh, you see…"
He turned and screamed into the air. "Somebody help me!"
…
No one did.
