Tanaka Ryūnosuke woke up to an annoying buzzing by his ear. He groaned and rolled over in the bed to try and go back to bed. Two minutes later, the buzzing returned and he pushed out his left hand to swat at the noise. His hand came in contact with his phone and the object flew to the floor and thudded under his bed. He rubbed his right eye with his other hand tried to remember why he had his cellphone in bed with him the night before. Tanaka recalled playing one of those annoying match and click games advertised everywhere, but he thought he plugged in his phone to charge before crashing.

He pushed his body to the edge of the bed and swung his arm around on the floor looking for his phone. His fingers managed to connect with the casing on his phone, but the digits pushed it further under the bed and Tanaka groaned. Accepting his fate, Ryūnosuke pushed the heavy covers from his body and dropped to the floor to collect his phone. When the object was back in his possession, he pressed the power button and found that he hadn't charged his phone overnight. He probably had a surreal dream the night before where he was a responsible adult. Tanaka sighed, reached for the charging cord, and looked at the message on his screen.

To: Ryū

From: Noya

Hey, before you come over today I gotta take my car into the shop.

Ryū's eyebrows furrowed and he quickly typed a message back to his friend.

To: Noya

From: Ryū

Again? What's wrong with it this time?

Now that he was fully awake, Tanaka decided against trying to garner more sleep. He stood and headed for the small kitchen in his apartment so he could make breakfast. He took the charging chord with him. Tanaka's phone buzzed on the counter when Noya returned his text. The message included a picture of a cap that looked like it came from a car.

To: Ryū

From: Noya

My car appears to be missing this piece. I would assume that it's important to get the engine fixed if this is missing.

*image attached

Ryūnosuke sighed as he stared at the image.

To: Noya

From: Ryū

If your car lights on fire during the time that it takes you to drive there, you only have yourself to blame. At least ask him on a date

To: Ryū

From: Noya

We'll see

The next few messages that came in involved a day off on Saturday, but Tanaka had several architecture assignments to complete that he didn't want to push till Sunday. He denied and Noya wished him well on the assignments since he already volunteered to go out with KYUU.

"Hello again Asahi-san." Nishinoya greeted when he pulled up outside the mechanics shop. He jumped out of the car and had his keys in his hand for the tall man.

"Is something wrong with your car again?" Asahi asked uncertainly. The last time Nishinoya came back to the shop, something happened to his friend involving his friend in KYUU and he wasn't eager for a repeat.

"Just a missing cap. I was checking to see if I need to fill my oil," Noya hoped he took off the oil cap, "I noticed the cap was gone and I figured that would be an issue. Since I know you, I wanted to bring it in to you."

Yū's smile blinded the mechanic and the taller man found himself reaching for the keys.

"Do you mind if I watch? It'd be more interesting than sitting inside."

"We're not supposed to in case customers get hurt by machinery because it'd be a liability." Asahi rubbed the back of his neck.

"I understand." Noya's expression fell and the mechanic immediately felt bad.

"If you promise to stay on a stool, I'll pull one out for you thought." Azumane offered.

"Really?" The volleyball coach perked up.

"Sure. Mostly because we shouldn't have to do anything dangerous with your vehicle."

Kiyoko glanced through the window at the pair and Asahi lifted a finger to his lips. She nodded and reached for her phone to retrieve Nishinoya's phone number. Azumane pulled the car into the garage and set out a stool for the smaller man. Noya perched himself so he could watch the mechanic work. Asahi first released the latch hidden on the driver's side of the car and then the hook under the hood. The rusty tan piece of metal launched in the air before coming back down. Azumane caught it and pulled up the hood support so he could work in the small space.

"You said you were changing your oil?"

"Just checking the level."

"And you noticed the oil cap was missing?"

"Yeah."

"You didn't put any oil in the vehicle, did you?"

"No. Why?" Yū's eyes narrowed.

"You're actually missing your windshield wiper fluid cap." He hid his laugh behind a larger breath than necessary.

"Oh." Noya didn't know what to say.

"You don't know much about cars, do you?"

"Not really."

"This one here is your brake fluid and this one is the transmission fluid." Asahi pointed out each one in turn. "Here is the oil cap. I can check the level for you if you want."

"Ah yeah, better you than me obviously." Nishinoya chuckled nervously.

"I can show you how to check it for future reference. It's probably a good idea to fill your wiper fluid as well, since it looks low." The mechanic looked into the open hole.

"Nice to have that stuff." Yū agreed.

"When you change your oil, you first locate your dipstick. Yours here has crosshatch to identify high and low levels. You'll take the cap off and it's a good idea to have a paper towel or rag at the ready. You dip the stick fully once, pull it out, and wipe it on your rag. On the second dip you check the oil level. It's below the bottom crosshatch here which means you need more oil. Before you fill it though, check the color because if it's a milky cream or white color it means you have a coolant leak, but it's a brown color. Brown and black are good. I think your car takes oil type 5W-30, but I'll check." Asahi demonstrated what he said to Noya before he headed for the shelves. He opened a filing cabinet and pulled out a manual for Yū's car. He thumbed through the pages until he found a specific one. "I was right, 5W-30."

Azumane grabbed two bottles from the shelves and set one of them by the open wiper fluid space. He checked the front of the bottle he held several times before pouring the contents into the oil holder. Once done, he turned to the wiper fluid and filled it with the appropriate bottle. Asahi returned the bottles to the shelves and opened the large, red toolbox to pull out a new cap. He replaced the missing item and checked the oil level one more time before returning the cap to its place.

"You're good to go, just need to pay Shimizu inside."

"Alright," Noya jumped off his stool. "Are you coming to play videogames when you get off work?"

"I don't know." Asahi admitted.

"You should come," Nishinoya paused and took a deep breath. "I'd love to have you over."

"I'll keep it in mind."

Noya nodded and darted into the office area. He tried to calm his racing heart. It wasn't asking him on a date, but Yū asked the man to come over to his house. Asahi followed him inside to relay what he did to Shimizu so she could create an accurate bill.

-oOo-

"Videogames!" Tanaka's battle cry reverberated off the walls around them.

"What do you want to play first?" Noya asked him.

"Have anyone else arriving?" Ryū narrowed his eyes. The volleyball coach didn't look at him. Instead, Yū turned toward the kitchen.

"Suga when he gets off work. Maybe we should start with snacks? I forgot to buy stuff, I have pretzels though." Noya opened his fridge. "And a cheeseball if I have crackers."

"What happened at the mechanics this morning?" Tanaka pushed. The shorter man's frame stilled and he went deathly quiet.

"Nothing, got a new cap for something I already had a cap for and had my wiper fluid and oil filled." The shrug that rolled off Noya's shoulders was tense and forced.

"It doesn't sound like nothing Noya. We're best friends, we're supposed to tell each other everything."

"Now we sound like girls." Nishinoya twisted the lid off the cheeseball. "Maybe not the cheeseball, I think it's gone bad."

"Yū," Tanaka implored.

"I asked him to come play games with us, but he only said he'd consider it. He didn't sound like he wanted to come. Can we drop it now?"

"Sorry man." He placed a hand on Noya's shoulders and squeezed before he moved to the topic of food. "Pretzels sound great."

"I'll pour them in a bowl. Pick a game, will ya?"

Tanaka did as he was told and went with the classic racing game, Mario Kart. They completed an entire cup in the game before the doorbell rang. The pair looked at each other. It wasn't time for Suga to be there since it was only two in the afternoon.

"Maybe someone else from the group decided to show up." Ryū suggested.

Nishinoya stood and jumped over the couch, instead of walking around it. He turned the handle and pulled the door toward him. His line of sight was met with a large chest and he looked up slowly.

"Hi," Asahi greeted softly.

"We came to play video games," a softer, feminine voice informed Noya from behind the mechanic. Kiyoko peeked out from her friend's bulk.

"Ah, yeah. Come in," Yū stepped back and kept his head down as Asahi walked past him.

"Shimizu-sensei?" Tanaka asked uncertainly from the next room.

"You can call me Kiyoko when we're not on campus." She offered. "Even if we're friends now, I promise not to favor you over my other students."

"Damn, that would've been nice." Ryū joked. The left side of his mouth tried to quirk into a smile, but didn't make it. Instead he lifted the bowl on the floor and shook it in his friend's direction. "Noya, grab more pretzels."

"I would if you didn't throw them on top of the fridge." Nishinoya thrust his arm behind him and pointed at the offending bag of snacks that sat forty centimeters higher than he could reach.

"I'll get them for you." Asahi volunteered.

"Oh, uh," Yū put out a hand to stop him amidst his stutters, but the mechanic strut to the fridge and pulled the snack down with ease.

Noya tried to quell the red blush creeping up his neck. He mumbled his thanks before rushing to the bowl and pouring more of the large bag into it. A few scattered across the floor, but Tanaka gathered them up and without thinking, put them in his mouth. Kiyoko made a face at the action, but didn't voice anything out loud. The reaction was enough to make Tanaka turn red.

"We've been playing Mario Kart." Noya explained weakly.

"Always a fun game. Hand me a remote." Kiyoko put out her hand and gave them a polite smile. Yū popped open the gaming cupboard and collected two more remotes for the system and handed them to his new guests.

When they started the new cup, this time going through the Leaf courses, they realized that Shimizu Kiyoko was a professional. She hit the beginning boost on every race and would slow down at opportune moments to pass the blue shell off so she could stay in first place.

"How'd you do that?" Noya asked in surprise.

"Shimizu is good at games, surprisingly." Asahi chuckled. "We used to play a lot in high school."

"Where did you go to high school?" Yū tilted his head back to look at the man on the couch.

"Aobajōsai." Kiyoko smiled.

"We were in the same prefecture. How did we never meet?" Tanaka tilted his head to look at the group out of the corner of his eye.

"What was your high school?" Azumane inquired.

"Karasuno." Noya made a sharp turn on the screen and managed to make the car drift. "I think I remember seeing your school at matches, but we never made it high enough to play them."

"Oh yeah, I remember that one year we got really close, but we lost by a single point to Shiratorizawa. Bad pairing." Ryū nodded his head.

"You played a sport?" Kiyoko looked away from the screen and dropped into third.

"Volleyball." Nishinoya grinned. "I was Karasuno's libero."

"Hold up." They paused the game to look at Asahi. He looked like he was piecing together a puzzle in his mind. "You're Nishinoya Yū from Chidoriyama."

"Yeah, how'd you know?" The shorter man asked in surprise.

"Anyone that played Volleyball knew your name. It was surprising that we never saw you at Nationals playoffs." Azumane paused. "Why'd you go to Karasuno?"

"Ryū, uniforms, general choices. I look good in black." Noya shrugged.

Noya and Tanaka,continued to get rowdier as the games went on. While they no longer tried to take first place, Kiyoko was the clear winner at the start of every race, they decided that sabotaging the other was the way to go. It started as innocent playful gestures, but quickly festered into something that had Nishinoya's guests laughing at them. The push of a button when the other didn't want to use an item or boost. Forcefully steering the other off the track. Jabbing the other in their leg or ribcage. They moved into playing Super Smash Brother's after three failed cups.

"Hey, I'm here." When Sugawara let himself into the apartment after work, he found Noya physically blocking Tanaka's field of view by climbing on top of the other. He quickly set aside his shoes and stepped further into the apartment. Asahi looked over the back of the couch at the person who hadn't bothered knocking. He recognized the exasperated expression on Suga's face since it was similar to Iwaizumi's and Daichi's when they had to deal with their rowdy friends. "How old are you both?"

"Eleven," Noya responded at the same time Tanaka said:

"Ten."

"At least you're aware of it." Kōshi collapsed onto the couch behind the playfully fighting pair. He nodded at Kiyoko and Asahi. "How are you both?"

"Good." The round ended with Kiyoko's selected character far above the rest.

"You're good at games." He complimented.

"Here you can play. I have some grading to work on." She handed him the control and stood to grab her things from by the door.

"Noya, get off of Tanaka." Suga pushed his sock covered foot against the ex-libero's head.

"I'm going to find more snacks." The host decided. Noya stood and bounded over to the kitchen. He scampered onto the counter and started to pull open cupboards while teetering dangerously on the edge. Asahi looked worried for the shorter man's safety as he relied on the cupboard doors to hold his weight steady. He found a bag of chips and tossed them into the empty sink before moving to the next storage area. "Hey Ryū, how's Saeko-nee-chan?"

"Don't know. We haven't talked in like a month. Last I knew she was dating Tsukishima's older brother." Tanaka replied.

"Tell her I said 'hi' if you text her."

"Text her yourself." Ryū looked over the back of the couch and tossed his phone to Noya.

The ex-libero let go off the cupboard doors and fell gracefully to the floor. He caught the phone as he fell. Within seconds he had the phone unlocked and typed out a message.

"You're going to kill yourself making those saves one of these days." Suga laughed. "Tell Saeko-san that I say 'hello' as well."

"Hey," Kageyama greeted as he walked in the front door.

"You have icing in your hair." Suga told him. Kageyama's hand flew up to his black hair and felt the sticky icing. When he pulled his hand away he realized that it was pink and he sighed loudly.

"I'll be using your bathroom." He kicked off his shoes so they were spread out across the entrance way and darted down the hall to Nishinoya's bathroom.

They heard the shower click on and several loud swear words.

"I'll go see if he needs help." Suga jumped off the couch and followed after the baker.

A phone buzzed on the coffee table and everyone glanced at it.

"Woah," Tanaka exclaimed. "Suga's getting asked out."

"No fucking way," Nishinoya darted over and pressed the home button. The phone stayed where it was on the table.

"Damn Daichi." Asahi muttered.

"What'd he do?" Kiyoko asked from the small table she'd set up shop on.

Azumane gestured to the phone. "He asked Suga out."

"Good for him." Shimizu smiled.

"But through a text?" Tanaka criticized.

"What's through a text?" Suga asked as he reappeared with Kageyama. The latter's hair was soaking wet.

"You got asked on a date." Noya bounded over to his friend.

"Huh?"

"On your phone." Ryū pointed at the object on the coffee table.

"You snoops." Suga accused. He opened the message. "He's only asking if I'm free on Sunday to hang out."

"Date." Tanaka and Noya exclaimed together.

"It's not a date." He rolled his eyes. Shimizu and Azumane shared a look. Asahi would grill his roommate later that night.

"You asked him on a date." Asahi said when he walked into his shared apartment.

"It's not a date." Daichi protested weakly.

"Funny, he said the same exact thing when Nishinoya and Tanaka teased him."

"You went and played videogames."

"We are not changing this subject."

"I already told you that it's not a date, we're going to hang out for a bit and get to know one another."

"The definition of a date."

"It's not." Daichi mumbled. "Did you ask Nishinoya on a date?"

"If I wasn't sure before, after today I'm positive that he's dating Tanaka."

"That sucks."

"That's how it always goes." Asahi's laugh was forced. "What do we want to do for dinner?"

"Microwave food?" Sawamura suggested.

"Better than nothing."

"We're fantastic at being bachelors." Daichi lifted a fake glass to toast Azumane.