"Why are you here?" I asked bewildered, then burst out into coughs.
Akaashi, the sweet soul, handed me a glass of water that I downed almost immediately.
"Pretty much everyone agreed that leaving you here alone would leave a bad taste in our mouths, so it was decided that some of us would look over you in shifts. I was the first one chosen, by Kuroo-san for some reason, and Bokuto-san will be next." Akaashi sighed out.
Wait, Kuroo had asked for Akaashi to watch over me? ...I'd have to thank him later.
"Well thank you." I mumbled, suddenly feeling a bit bashful that all the teams had thought of me.
Akaashi smiled at me. "It's not a problem really. Now, you need to take your medicine."
Ugh, medicine. The worst part about being sick. The stuff was disgusting but somehow worked. Why couldn't they make medicine that tastes good? It doesn't make sense!
That didn't mean I was going to complain about it. I was going to take that shit like a man! That I was now…
Moving on…
I swallowed the absolutely rancid medicine and followed it with another glass of water. I did not want that taste stuck in my mouth.
After swallowing the last of water I looked back at Akaashi, finding a slightly surprised expression on his face.
"What's wrong?"
My words shook him out of his stupor. "Ah, just that I had sort of expected you to… not take the medicine that easily."
"I can see where you're coming from." I laughed softly. "But Shoyo is far more likely to do that. I'd rather get it over with early on."
I gave him a sly smile. "I imagine that Bokuto-san wouldn't be too happy about taking meds either."
Akaashi laughed, an angelic sound to my mortal ears. "You're definitely right about that. Though he usually does listen to me when needed."
"What an amazing captain." I shook my head dramatically.
"Truly the very best."
Turns out that the two of us had quite a bit in common. Namely our salt but hush. And I discovered a lot about being a setter. It would prove insanely useful in my further observations. I had asked Kageyama and Sugawara about that before, if they could explain it to me, but they couldn't. Kageyama knew what I was getting at but just sucked at explaining well, anything. Akaashi just had a simple way of explaining anything because of his experience with Bokuto idiot Koutarou.
I needed to learn how to do that… Even I still had trouble reigning Shoyo in sometimes, the guy just had far too much energy for that small body of his. I honestly didn't know where he got it from sometimes. Could I get me some of that energy? I'd like it.
Both Akaashi and I continued talking about everything and then some for a few more hours. And I loved every single second of it.
Talking with Akaashi was just so different from talking with my other friends. Yes, most of them were quite intelligent themselves but none of them, and I do mean none of them, had the capacity to stay calm. It was ridiculously easy to rile them all up, or they were already hyper to begin with.
But not Akaashi, no. He was the pinnacle of relaxation and calm, a constant ease within the chaos. An ease I had grown to like. There was just something different about talking about various topics at a sedate pace. Don't get me wrong, I still loved talking with all the others but after so many months I needed a calm friend.
The peace between us was broken when the door to the classroom was kicked open, revealing Kuroo. With in his hands several heating pads, the saint.
Because I was still freezing!
"I have come with salvation!" He yelled with the biggest smirk on his face.
"Mmmm, comfy…" I sighed out in utter bliss with the thick blankets and pads surrounding me.
I heard two sets of chuckles at my burrito form and turned to face them. "Thanks Kuroo-san." I chirped before coughing once more.
"Someone's looking awfully happy for being sick." Kuroo teased. "Glad you're not alone?"
"Very. Thanks for looking over me Akaashi-san." I sighed happily.
"You're welcome Matsuo-kun." Akaashi smiled at me, unknowingly making me melt inside.
The smile of an angel, pretty setter to the extreme. Please marry me.
"Kuroo-san will be taking over for me," Akaashi began, "but before I leave you have to take some more medicine."
I made a sour face. "Already? Ugh fine, let's get that over with."
I swallowed the fucking disgusting pills and flopped down on my futon. Snuggling deeply into the covers.
I heard the sound of someone leaving the room, likely Akaashi, and got the not so brilliant decision to say what was on my mind.
"Do you think worms get lonely?"
There was a silence for a bit.
"What?" Kuroo finally said, completely confused.
"Do you think worms get lonely?" I repeated my question.
"Why-Why would you ask that?" To say that Kuroo was bewildered would be an understatement.
I put my head to the side to think for a bit. "Well, tigers do the snoop while doggos do the borks. So do worms get lonely?"
What the hell was I saying? Even I got confused by my own words.
But I stayed determined to get an answer.
"That made absolutely no sense. But I'm pretty sure that worms don't get lonely." I could hear the utter confusion in his words.
"Ah, that makes sense." I nodded sagely. "But why does the floof do the poof?"
I think I broke him. I think I broke Kuroo.
"Black kitty man?" I waved my hand in front of his face in an attempt to get his attention.
There was no reaction.
"Sexy cat man? Sex god with bed hair? Anybody home?"
I really did break him. Huh, fun. This opened some wonderful pranks.
A few hours later I was seen running like a mad man through the various gyms with Kuroo right behind me, his face beautifully decorated with all sorts of doodles.
Needless to say that I was cackling like crazy.
This took me far too long to get done. Welp, have some more sick and evil Matsuo.
