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Mikaela was surprised when Kageyama showed up at the Tsukishima residence early to collect her. She didn't complain- she gathered her stuff and thanked Ayano repeatedly for her hospitality. When she tried to ask Kageyama how practice was, he had scoffed and never answered. Mikaela left it at that.
They didn't talk at all on the way back. Kageyama carried her stuff for her without her needing to ask. When they finally reached his house, he filled her in: no parents in his house until Tuesday. She'd be clear to stay until then.
Mikaela found out later that Kageyama had been sent home from practice by the coach. She sent him a silent thank you.
They spent the entire night watching action movies, adventure movies, fantasy movies: basically anything with plenty of plot holes and very predictable characters. Kageyama made them both popcorn, and the cousins munched on it quietly as the movies progressed. It was nice to be distracted; Mikaela couldn't quite bring herself to enjoy the movies they were watching but she enjoyed how the movies brought her mind off of her father.
The next day, they rotated between playing volleyball in the backyard and watching more movies. At one point, Mikaela dragged out a board game, and it got so heated that she was ready to throw something at her cousin when she landed on one of his properties in Monopoly.
She could never sleep. And when she did, she woke up with nightmares. But Kageyama was by her side every step of the way, and even if he wasn't getting a lot of sleep either, it didn't stop him from getting up at ungodly hours to make sure she was okay.
All in all, she was getting better.
And so was he.
Sunday, three days since she heard the news and two days since she moved into Kageyama's house, Iwaizumi texted her.
Iwaizumi Hajime (14:03): Spiking practice? You can bring Kageyama.
She was tempted. Horribly tempted.
Mikaela Kaisha (14:06): Probably best that we don't.
Iwaizumi Hajime (14:07): Is it your injury?
Mikaela Kaisha (14:07): Not really
Iwaizumi Hajime (14:08): What's up? Are you okay?
Mikaela Kaisha (14:09): Just not up to it. Sorry. Say hi to Oikawa for me
Mikaela sighed, cradling her phone in her hands. Oikawa, the devil he was, would be able to see right through her: he'd know something was wrong. Then she'd have to tell them, and then she'd cry more, and she was finally moving past the 'crying every other hour' phase and she didn't really want to start that up again. Iwaizumi would probably catch on quickly enough, and then she'd have both the Aoba Johsai captains onto her and she really didn't want to talk about it.
She jumped when her phone buzzed in her hands, and nearly groaned when she saw the caller ID. After a quick internal debate about whether to send it to voicemail or not, she hesitantly brought the phone up to her ear. "...Hello?"
"Did you really just turn down practicing with Iwa-chan and I?"
"...Yes."
"Who are you and what have you done with Mika-chan?"
Mikaela's lips twitched at the nickname. "Sorry, Oikawa, not up to it today."
"What happened?"
"Nothing. All's good."
There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Yeah, Iwa-chan says he doesn't believe you, and frankly, I don't either," Oikawa said dryly, and Mikaela bit her lip. "Everything okay? Is Karasuno falling apart and now you're thrown into desperation?"
She nearly laughed. "In your dreams. No, we're stronger than ever."
"Hmph, okay. So it's not volleyball related. Something at home?"
Her voice hitched in her throat. She was fumbling over what to say when Kageyama entered the room, raising an eyebrow at her in confusion. "Who're you talking to?" he asked. Mikaela poked her fingers up behind her head in a symbol for devil's horns and Kageyama nodded knowingly. "Ah. Tell Oikawa-senpai I say hi."
"Kageyama says hi," she said, glad to have something to say.
"Tell my darling little kohai I can't wait to crush him at the qualifiers. Anyways, you're dodging the question."
She rolled her eyes. Oikawa never missed a chance to try and crush Kageyama. "Oikawa says you're a darling and he can't wait to see you," she called out to Kageyama's back. He turned from whatever he was doing in the kitchen and nodded.
"Oi, that's not what I said! Don't twist my words, Mika-chan!"
"Yeah, yeah, sorry," she said, smirking.
"Uh... if you don't want to talk about whatever's bothering you," Oikawa said quietly, "Iwa-chan and I will understand. You know that, right?"
It was uncharacteristic of the older setter- Mikaela had expected him to keep pushing her and pushing her for answers. She probably would've cracked at one point. But this? It was almost like he was trying to guilt her into telling him- probably unintentionally. Crap, it was working.
"It's not..." she raked a hand through her hair. "A lot of shit's been going down," she eventually said, leaning back into the couch. "It's just..." Oikawa was silent on the other end of the line, and Mikaela sighed. "Dad passed away a few days ago," she said softly, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. Crap, she hated saying it out loud.
A moment of silence on the other end of the line. "Mikaela, I'm sorry, that..." Oikawa trailed off.
"Yeah, thanks," Mikaela said hollowly, sinking deeper into the couch.
An awkward silence followed her words. She bit her lip, trying not to bite hard enough to draw blood. Mikaela was surprised when it was Iwaizumi that spoke next. "Do you want to go to a cafe or something?" Iwaizumi asked through Oikawa's phone. "We don't have to practice."
"No, you guys go practice, I wouldn't want to interrupt."
"Nah, it's fine, this moron could use a break anyways. He practices too much."
She half-smiled. "You sure?"
"One hundred percent."
"Okay. Sure."
"Great, I'll text you where, it's walking distance from you guys. Wait, where are you?"
"Kageyama's place."
Iwaizumi murmured something that she didn't catch, then said, "Yeah, still walking distance. Meet you at three?"
"Yep. See you soon."
"See you."
He hung up. Mikaela let her hand fall away from her head, the phone slipping from between her fingers and landing on the couch. Her phone buzzed with a text- probably the address that Iwaizumi was talking about. "What was that about?" Kageyama asked, moving to sit next to her on the couch. He had two drinks in his hands and a movie case clutched under his arm.
"We're meeting Iwaizumi and Oikawa at a cafe," she said.
He quirked at eyebrow at her. "You couldn't have told me this before I got everything set up?"
She grinned. "Sorry."
"Whatever," her cousin grumbled, standing up and walking back towards the kitchen. "We'll have these later."
A twenty minute walk later, Mikaela found herself staring up at the bright neon sign with the name of the cafe. The shop was relatively full, so she and Kageyama squeezed in and picked out one of the only remaining tables for four people. The busyness of the shop made Mikaela want to shrink in on herself; she'd been in almost complete isolation for the past couple days, and suddenly being thrown out into a crowded area was making her dizzy.
Kageyama didn't look any more comfortable than she was. He was wearing something comfortable- track pants and a black shirt- but he was shifting nervously in his seat. Mikaela felt like she was overheating, but she didn't dare try and remove her hoodie. She felt like if she ever became dizzy or uncomfortable, her clothes could swallow her whole. It was a pathetic attempt at a reassurance, but it worked for her.
"We're early," the setter noted.
"Yeah," she agreed, not sure if it was the right moment for a sarcastic comment or not.
Silence fell over them again. Mikaela watched multiple people enter and exit the shop, chatting aimlessly with each other and heading up to the line to order. People-watching was nice sometimes, but now it was just making her anxious, and she couldn't quite figure out why.
Her palms felt sweaty. She tucked her hands into her sleeves and ducked her head. "Maybe we got the address wrong," she muttered, her eyes flitting between different customers.
Kageyama frowned. "But this was the address Iwaizumi sent you."
"Yeah, but still."
"You don't make any sense."
Mikaela pouted, tucking part of her face into the neck of her sweater. "Shut up," she mumbled, her eyes falling downwards to glare at the table. Kageyama didn't say anything after that, instead turning his head over his shoulder to glance at the door.
Maybe another two minutes of silence passed before Kageyama straightened up. Mikaela noticed and immediately pulled her face out of her hoodie. There stood Oikawa and Iwaizumi; the latter was glaring at the former who was shrugging sheepishly. Oikawa noticed them first and immediately grinned, holding up his hand in a wave. "Heyo, Mika-chan! Tobio-chan!"
"Hey, Mikaela, Kageyama," Iwaizumi said in greeting.
Mikaela couldn't help but smile. "Hey, Iwaizumi-senpai, Oikawa-senpai."
"Hello," Kageyama said stiffly. Mikaela resisted the urge to kick him from under the table.
"Did you guys order anything?" They both shook their heads, and Oikawa sighed. "Fine, fine. This is your senpai's treat. What do you want?"
Kageyama shook his head. "Nothing, thank you."
Oikawa made a face. "I wasn't talking to you, Tobio-chan. Mika-chan! Do you want hot chocolate? Coffee? Tea? A milkshake? Something? Anything?" Iwaizumi swatted Oikawa in the back of the head, but it barely phased him.
"Are you sure?" she asked quietly.
"Yep!"
"Only if you get something for Kageyama too."
"Oh, deal's off," Oikawa said immediately, but Iwaizumi's hand latched onto his ear and pinched. Oikawa squeaked in annoyance and shoved his partner's arm away. "Okay, okay, fine! I'll get something for both of you." He pouted, glaring at Iwaizumi. "You're just trying to make me broke, aren't you?"
"Just go get their stuff," Iwaizumi said with a sigh, shaking his head.
"Two hot chocolates, please," Mikaela said with a small smile, amused by their antics. She hadn't realized how much she missed these two until she actually got to see them again. Oikawa muttered something under his breath that she didn't catch before moving up to the counter to order. Iwaizumi sat down between her and Kageyama around the circular table, propping his elbows up.
"So, how's Karasuno?" he asked casually.
Mikaela immediately looked to Kageyama, expecting him to answer. "We're fine," he said awkwardly. "We passed the prelims and we've been training hard."
"That's good."
An awkward silence passed before Mikaela piped up. "One of the teams they played in the prelims had a guy who was six-foot-seven or something," she added, ignoring how raspy her voice sounded. "Hinata had a fun time with that game."
Iwaizumi turned to her, grinning. "Oh? Was it that bad?"
Kageyama snorted. "Hardly. He was a newbie."
"Still, height like that is game-changing," the ace said, the awkwardness ebbing away from the conversation. "One really tall dude can be the reason you win."
Unfortunately, everyone's favourite brunet had just received his drinks and returned quickly enough to overhear. "Aw, is Iwa-chan sour that he's only five-foot-eleven?" Oikawa cooed, holding the tray in his hands. There were four drinks: two hot chocolates for Mikaela and Kageyama, one tall drink with a straw that looked like it was for Oikawa, and one shorter cup that looked like it was probably coffee.
"Shut up, Assikawa," Iwaizumi grumbled, swinging a hand at Oikawa out of reflex.
Startled (and perhaps also reacting on reflex), Oikawa jumped backwards, and the drinks toppled out of the tray, falling forwards. Mikaela immediately lunged across the table at the same time Kageyama did, and by some miracle, she caught one of the hot chocolates by the rim of the cup. Oikawa's drink fell clumsily against her other hand, striking the back of it, but Kageyama had also been diving for that drink and managed to get a grasp on it without spilling it. His other hand fumbled for Iwaizumi's coffee, spilling a bit of it on the table, but otherwise he had caught it.
The second hot chocolate hit the table and the lid popped off. The hot liquid splattered everywhere.
When Mikaela finally got a grasp of the situation, it felt like almost every customer and employee in the store was staring at their table. Three drinks had been caught- one hot chocolate in her left hand, a coffee in Kageyama's right (albeit half-empty), and Oikawa's sugary drink in his left. The now-empty hot chocolate cup rolled across the table and fell, hitting the floor with a clatter. Hot chocolate and coffee were spilled all over the table, her hoodie, and some had fallen on Kageyama's shirt.
Her skin stung from the heat of the drink. Her sweater was soaked. Everyone was staring at them.
Surprisingly, Mikaela began to laugh.
It began as a giggle but evolved into a cackle, which caused Oikawa to start snickering. Kageyama's face was twisted in some sort of weird smirk. Iwaizumi was grinning, his shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Someone at another table started laughing, and soon the cafe was filled with various sorts of laughter.
"Mika-chan, I'm so sorry," Oikawa said when his giggling died down. "That was totally Iwa-chan's fault."
"Your fault, Trashikawa," Iwaizumi snapped back.
The two started to bicker, and a barista came over to clean up the table. Mikaela sat still, a dorky grin still on her face as the empty cup was cleared and the table was wiped down. She clutched her saved hot chocolate cup in her hands, the heat from the drink warming up her frozen fingers.
The world around her was blurry for whatever reason. It was kind of weird...
"-kaela. Mikaela!"
She snapped her head up and was greeted with three identical expressions of confusion. Mikaela blinked, trying to clear her vision. "You alright?" Iwaizumi asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "You spaced out."
"Fine," she assured him. "Just tired."
"Here, Mika-chan, go take my jacket and go change, your sweater is soaked," Oikawa said with a huff, pulling his volleyball club jacket off his back and holding it out to her. Mikaela raised an eyebrow at Oikawa's outstretched arm like she was trying to decide if the jacket would turn into a snake and bite her, and Oikawa rolled his eyes. "I'm not trying to fool you, you dummy. Your hoodie is soaked and I'm the only one with a jacket."
Skeptically, Mikaela accepted the jacket from her senpai and stood up. "Thank you," she said, trying to sound grateful.
"Besides," Oikawa added as she pushed past him, "any girl would be lucky to receive anything from- oomph!"
Mikaela didn't even have to look- from the sound of it, Oikawa had just been sucker-punched by his best friend. Laughing to herself, Mikaela weaved through the throng of customers to the woman's bathroom, tucking herself inside of the stalls and peeling her soaked sweater off of her body, leaving her in just a black tank top. She pushed her arms through the sleeves and tugged the jacket over her shoulders, deciding to leave it unzipped.
She glanced in the mirror before she left the bathroom, admiring Oikawa's white and teal jacket. It looked good on her.
What if I had gone to Aoba Johsai?
The idea made her laugh. As much as she loved Oikawa and Iwaizumi, she had no doubt that managing their team would be just as chaotic (if not more so) than managing Karasuno's team, especially if she had to deal with any of Oikawa's fan girls. Besides, she was enjoying Karasuno and she'd miss Kageyama. Obviously.
When Mikaela exited the bathroom and made her way back to the table, she noticed the presence of a rather large cookie platter on the table. According to Oikawa, the sales lady was 'very convincing' and 'insisted these cookies tasted like heaven'. They spent the rest of their afternoon lunch in relative peace, munching on cookies and sipping their drinks as they discussed volleyball, volleyball players, teams, and tournaments. Oikawa kept the conversation going so effortlessly that Mikaela suggested he become a talk show host in the future, which spurred a conversation about universities and colleges and future careers.
It was starting to hit Mikaela just how much she missed these two.
About an hour later, when the platter of cookies was long gone and Iwaizumi had had to scare away two separate groups of fan girls who oh-so-desperately needed some attention from Oikawa, they decided it was time for them to head out. They cleaned off their table and moved towards the door. "You know," Mikaela said conclusively as they left the cafe, "you're both morons, but I'm really going to miss you both."
Oikawa clicked his tongue. "You should've come to Aoba Johsai."
"She's fine at Karasuno," Kageyama said protectively, frowning.
"Nah, I'd miss Kageyama," she said, grinning. "And I don't think I could handle all of your fan girls. Seems like Iwaizumi-senpai has his hands full doing that."
"It's ridiculous," the ace agreed, smirking.
Kageyama bowed to the older boys, but Mikaela went for a hug instead. "Thanks for being my adoptive parents," she joked as she hugged Iwaizumi, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
He grinned. "Call us anytime you need something, okay?"
"Okay."
"It's obvious that out of the two of us, I'm the cool parent," Oikawa bragged as he moved to hug Mikaela after she let go of Iwaizumi. "Iwa-chan's just mean and doesn't know how to care about people."
"That's a lie!"
"Yeah? Prove it!"
Mikaela, for one, didn't want to be present when the rest of this argument unfolded. "Thank you guys for today," she called, waving at the them as she slowly backed away, Kageyama following her. "See you guys later!"
Iwaizumi and Oikawa waved goodbye and then took off in the other direction, bickering loudly about who would be the better parent. Mikaela smiled to herself and turned around, walking next to Kageyama. They walked on in silence comfortably, and it was only when they were halfway back to Kageyama's house did Mikaela realize she was still wearing Oikawa's jacket.
"Crap!" Her hands zoomed to where her sweater pockets would be and drew back, empty. "My hoodie," Mikaela said quickly, her eyes flashing up to Kageyama's. "My-"
"Relax," he said immediately, holding out his arm. Her hoodie was neatly tucked in the crook of his arm. "I have your phone too," Kageyama added, fishing through his pocket. He handed it to her as soon as he found it, a look of curiousity on his face.
Mikaela immediately set to dial Oikawa's number when she saw a text pop up on her phone.
Oikawa Tooru (15:56): Don't worry about the jacket, Mika-chan! Just bring it back when we crush Karasuno at the tournament~
Mikaela Kaisha (15:57): Guess you're not getting it back then
Oikawa Tooru (15:57): We'll see ;)
Mikaela laughed with relief, slipping her phone into the pocket of Oikawa's jacket for now. "He said I could keep it until we see him next," she said to Kageyama, shaking her head. "Which will be at the tournament."
Kageyama was about to respond when his phone buzzed with a call. He pulled the phone up to his ear. "Hello?" There was a pause, and Mikaela watched with surprise as Kageyama's blank look gave way to a smirk. "Yeah, she just got her phone back, I guess she hasn't checked her other messages," he said. Mikaela flushed and immediately went back to her phone, going through her messages.
Yamaguchi Tadashi (15:42): Hey Mikaela! Call me when you get a chance!
She sighed, feeling slightly guilty for not immediately checking her messages. "Yamaguchi?" she asked, and Kageyama nodded.
The setter went back to his conversation. "Yeah, we were just out in town for a bit." A pause. "No, we don't have plans." Another pause. "Wait, seriously? With Tsukishima?" Mikaela unintentionally perked up at the mention of his name, trying to tune into the conversation. "Oh, that makes more sense. Yeah, we'll be there. Thanks for the invite."
"What is it?" she asked immediately when he hung up.
Kageyama smirked at her. "Oh, nothing."
"Tell me!"
"Nope."
"If I'm coming, I need to know what it is!"
"...Nah."
"Tobio."
"Fine," he said with a scowl. "Yamaguchi just invited us over to Tsukishima's place for a movie night."
Mikaela blinked, surprised. "A what?"
"I know, I was surprised too," Kageyama admitted, sliding his phone in his track pants pocket. "Apparently it was his mother's idea, and Tsukishima didn't really have any room to argue. Hinata and Yachi are coming too, apparently."
"Oh. That sounds nice." She squeezed her hands into fists in her pockets, trying to ignore the nerves that had blossomed in her stomach for whatever reason. "When?"
"Right now. You know how to get to his place, right?"
"No. I was only half-conscious when I went there."
"Fine, I'll navigate."
"No, you'll get us lost. I'll do it."
"But you don't know where you're going, dumbass."
"You'll get us lost either way."
"Oi, I wouldn't!"
"You would!"
"I wouldn't!"
"You would!"
They got lost.
(Kageyama wanted to ask for directions but Mikaela was much too stubborn for that.)
When they eventually found Tsukishima's house, everyone else was already there. Yamaguchi welcomed them at the door, grinning wildly, but his smile died faster than a mouse pouncing on cheese when he saw what Mikaela was wearing. "Kaela," he said uncertainly, "is that a Blue Castle jacket?"
"Oh, this?" she asked, staring down at Oikawa's jacket. They'd never gone back to Kageyama's place so she hadn't gotten to change it. "It's Oikawa's. I stole it."
Kageyama swatted her arm. "No, she spilled hot chocolate on her sweater, so Oikawa gave her his jacket."
"Excuse me, I spilled the hot chocolate? That was totally Oikawa."
"That's also why she never saw her phone," he added.
Mikaela scowled at him but bit her tongue. Yamaguchi's wary look faded and his smile popped back onto his face, highlighting his freckles. "That's fine! I'm just glad you both could come. Tsukki's mom wanted to see if you two would join us for the night, and then I suggested inviting the others, so it became a first year bonding session."
"Of course Tsukishima would never initiate this," Mikaela said with a roll of her eyes. "Did he even want us over?"
Yamaguchi shrugged and stepped out of the way, letting Mikaela and Kageyama pass by into the house. Hinata called out his greeting rather loudly, and Yachi's softer greeting followed soon after. Tsukishima, wherever he was, stayed quiet. She slipped off Oikawa's jacket, resting it on one of the hooks, and pulled off her shoes. After a long internal debate, she decided to leave her socks on.
She followed Kageyama into the living room and was immediately greeted by Ayano, who was beaming from ear to ear. "Hello, Mikaela! Good to see you again!"
"You as well, Tsukishima-san," she replied politely.
She laughed. "Oh, please call me Ayano. It makes me feel younger. Have you eaten? I'm making food." When Mikaela and Kageyama managed to stammer out that they hadn't had dinner, she zipped back off to the kitchen, leaving the first years alone in the main room.
The silence was crushed when Tsukishima said, "for the record, this wasn't my idea."
"Thanks for hosting, Tsukishima," Mikaela said with a smirk.
Tsukishima scowled and sat down on the couch, gesturing to a stack of DVDs on the middle table. Yachi sat down on the neighboring armchair and leaned over, spreading the cases out across the table. Hinata immediately bounded over to the second couch, yanking Kageyama by the arm until the setter sat down with him. Unsure of where else to go, Mikaela sat down next to Tsukishima, shifting as far as she could to the one side of the couch to give him room. Yamaguchi sat on the other side of his best friend, leaning towards the table.
"You've got all the Jurassic Park movies?" Hinata said eagerly, shoving his elbow into Kageyama's ribs by accident. "I've only ever seen the first!"
"I've never seen them," Yachi admitted, biting her lip. "Aren't they scary?"
"They're not that bad," Yamaguchi reassured her. "Tsukki's a big fan so I've seen them all."
Mikaela turned to face Tsukishima, who had his chin resting in his palm with a look of indifference on his face. "I forgot you were a fan of dinosaurs," she murmured, plucking one of the DVD cases from the table and turning it over in her hands. "Subtitles? Or is it dubbed?"
"Subtitles," he replied, cocking his head towards her. "The dubbed version is pretty bad."
"So, Jurassic Park marathon?" Yamaguchi asked.
Nobody disagreed, so Yamaguchi popped the first disc in and everyone settled in to enjoy the movie. Ayano brought out trays of food, including some leftover cookies that she and Mikaela had made earlier that weekend. They all ate and watched, with Yachi hugging the life out of a throw pillows and Hinata lazily sprawled out over part of the couch and Kageyama's lap.
It became increasingly difficult to concentrate on the movie because she was sitting next to Tsukishima, for god's sake, and for reasons she failed to understand, he had this way of permanently putting her on edge. Mikaela felt fidgety, and Tsukishima must have noticed, because he scowled at her. "Can you stop moving?"
"Sorry," she muttered, turning away.
"Oh, are you scared?" Tsukishima teased, flashing her a shit-eating grin.
"Of course not," Mikaela snapped back, glaring at him. She'd never seen the movie before, but right now there were children hiding in a kitchen from the velociraptors, and that was freaking her out. "I'm just on edge."
"Shh," Yachi shushed, her eyes wide with terror as the dinosaur's claws clacked against the tiled floor.
Tsukishima lowered his voice to a whisper. "Have you never seen this before?" he murmured, his eyes still on the screen.
She shook her head. "No. First time."
"Seriously?" She nodded. "Have you lived under a rock your entire life?"
Mikaela scowled at him and shoved his shoulder, her face flushed. She didn't try and respond- the movie was getting really freaky. This kitchen scene was going to be the death of her.
The movie finished, and everyone unanimously agreed that it was good. Yamaguchi put in the second one, and Mikaela yawned, started to feel the fatigue of the day settle in. She hadn't been sleeping well to begin with, and she'd been up and about a lot today- plus her time in the cafe with Oikawa and Iwaizumi had completely drained her of energy.
Mikaela managed to stay awake for the second movie, but by the time they were onto the third (it was only 9 o'clock, what the heck), her eyelids drooped shut and she passed out on the couch.
(She had fallen asleep against the side of the couch, and when Kageyama nudged her to check if she was actually asleep, her body tipped and she fell the other way, leaning against Tsukishima's shoulder. The blond had immediately moved to try and shove her off until he noticed she was asleep, and a glare from Kageyama told him that he better not disturb her.
And honestly? He wasn't sure how much sleep she'd had in the past couple days.
So the third movie played on, and Tsukishima's arm went numb, but oddly enough, it didn't bother him as much as he expected it to.)
After a few emotional chapters I thought it was only fair to have a fluffy chapter :) I hope you all enjoyed this! I really liked writing it and it made me smile :) (Also thank you for all the happy notes about my dream program, thank youuu :D)
PSA: I don't own Jurassic Park nor do I know if there is a Japanese-dubbed version of the film or how good it is!
kenmae: I teared up a bit when I reread that last bit. Ugh, I hate emotion sometimes. Thank you so much! All of those courses sound exciting, I hope you find a favourite! Thank you kindly for your review! :)
Sayori1412: I hope the Oikawa and Iwaizumi part of this chapter was good! Yeah, I originally didn't consider Kageyama's grief, but I was rereading and went 'oh shit! He's his uncle!' and tried to incorporate something. Anywho, thank you so much for your review! :)
SumCheeze: I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter! Thank you so much! Thank you for your wonderful review, as always! ;)
jily shiper: I feel ya. The team's messages made my eyes sweat. Nah, as soon as Tsukishima realized that Mikaela was passed out, he set her down and went back to bed XD These two dorks are just idiots sometimes. Plus Kageyama is kinda over-protective, so... Thank you so much for your review! :D
Shadow Wold 15846: Yay for supportive friends! Thank you so much for your review! :)
manga. geek. 3: Thank you so much! Tsukishima in general is a pain: an asshole character plus a pain to write XD Thank you so much for your review! :D
S. yons: Thank you! Thank you for all of your kind reviews! I'm glad you love how Mikaela is progressing! Also when you said "Monomi who? She's cancelled" I frickin cackled I shit you not, that was the funniest thing XD Yams is such an underrated sweetheart and I want to develop his friendship with Mikaela more! Ayano just kinda popped into the story when I realized that the most logical thing to do in that particular scenario was get a parent XD Though I'm enjoying how her character's coming along and I like how she's showing Mikaela what a mom should be like.
Thank you so much for your reviews and support! :)
Otrera77: Thank you so much! I apologize for making you feel emotions (I feel like I've had to do that for a lot of people? yikes) but I'm so glad you enjoying the story, thank you for your review! :)
A lot of you have cursed me for making you have 'feelings'... Are y'all okay?
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