Hello, welcome back! I just realized that we're almost at thirty chapters! I never thought I'd write a story this long. If you read this, thank you so much for sticking around! You guys are the best~

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu.

What happened?

Suzumi Pov

'Now, I distinctly remember you saying you wanted to calmly discuss things with Oikawa-san.' Chi-chan said, 'What happened to that?'

'Things happened.' I replied sulkily.

'Yeah, as your best friend the girl helping you deal with this whole situation, I think I deserve more of an explanation than that.'

'I lost my cool, okay?' I said irritably, 'Oikawa was being a real douchebag.'

'You were both yelling, don't try to pin all of this on him.' Chi-chan said sternly.

'Fine.'

My friend sighed and shook her head, 'You want me to leave you alone for now?'

'I'm sorry.' I mumbled. I felt really bad about giving Chi-chan the brunt of my rotten mood, but I couldn't seem to get myself to lighten up.

'It's okay. I need to get to the gym anyway. Practice starts in a little bit.'

'Good luch, I'll just sit here and sulk for a little bit longer.'

The brunette shrugged, 'Do your thing I guess, bye.' She said with a wave.

I waved as well, but didn't say anything. When the girl was gone, I sighed and leaned back against the cool wall of the gym. The day was done. We realized soon enough that no place was safe from the curious students of Aoba Johsei. No place, except, the secret hiding spot behind the gym. The ground was dry enough, given that the rain had been far and in between these past few days. I did place my jacket on the ground before sitting down though, so I wouldn't have a wet spot on the back of my skirt. I planned to sit here until most students had left school grounds. Then I'd sneak away as well and avoid any more questions.

Today sucked. Oikawa sucked, his fangirls sucked, the whispering students sucked, this whole school sucked. All day I had to endure the constant whispering that seemed to follow me in the hallways. Some of it was people wondering whether Oikawa and I had a lovers quarrel, others thought we had officially broken up. From time to time there'd be a brave soul, who'd come ask me directly, despite the threatening and grumpy look on my face. Whenever they asked though, I gave the most vague reply. As much as I disliked Oikawa at the moment, I didn't want to tell everyone exactly what went down. Besides, the setter was sure to get the same questions sent his way. We needed to have the same answer to those questions or we'd just get ourselves into a bigger mess.

This meant that I had to talk to him. I groaned at the thought of it. I really didn't want to talk to the guy I'd just had a huge fight with. Why did I say all that stuff to him anyway? In my opinion my anger was understandable and well founded. But now that I looked at everything rationally, I didn't feel good about straight up ending our friendship. Was a kiss really worth losing Oikawa over?

I was mad about Oikawa kissing me out of the blue. I was mad about Oikawa running away from me. But all of that could have been fixed a few apologies and an explanation. Friends didn't just start making out. Friends also didn't lie about dating each other. So why did he do it anyway? That's all I wanted to know. Then we could move on and leave this behind us. When it came down to it, I just wanted my friend back.

Oikawa Pov

'You know that plan we made?' Matssun said dreamily, 'You know, the one that was going to fix all your problems and get you to make up with your little crush? The one you, Makki and I spend an entire afternoon on?'

'Yeah, what happened to that plan?' Makki asked.

The three of us had finally found a quiet place to talk. Me and a certain blonde had been bombarded with questions throughout the day. I'd managed to dodge them pretty effectively but my patience and patented pretty smile were both reaching their limit. We'd been swerving through hallways, looking for a place to peacefully spend thirty minutes before practice started until a teacher took pity on us and gave us the keys to the rooftop.

'Looks like the plan didn't account for the both of us losing our temper.'

'We saw.' Makki said drily.

'It was quite the spectacle.'

'You're welcome. Always happy to entertain.' I grumbled.

'No but seriously,' Matssun said, 'what happened man?'

'I-' I paused, 'It felt like she was rejecting me, like the kiss we shared was gross and unwanted. I just-'

'Alright, let me stop you there.' Makki interjected, 'She didn't reject you, she doesn't even know your feelings.'

'Does it matter? She doesn't want anything to do with me anymore, she made that very clear.' I said. I felt sadness bubbling up in my chest but I pushed the feeling away. Feeling angry was easier than dealing with the hurt of rejection.

'Well, you could just talk to her. Tell her you're sorry.'

'I tried already, that didn't go too well, did it?' I said sarcastically.

The pair sighed in unison. The act annoyed me beyond measure. Stupid Makki and Matssun with their perfect relationship. If only Suzumi and I could be in sync like that. Then we'd have no problem solving this issue.

'I don't know what to tell you Oikawa. This stubborn act you're doing isn't going to change anything. It'll only make it harder to make up with her.'

'Like I said,' I said, getting annoyed, 'I tried already. I've done my part, if Suzumi wants to make up, she'll have to come to me.'

'If that's what you want man.'

'It is.' I said. Then I stood up and walked to the door, 'Now let's go, we have practice.'

'Alright Oikawa, that's enough.' Coach said after I flunked my fifth serve that day, 'Come sit on the bench, Kunimi, you replace him.'

Frustrated with myself, I hesitantly walked off the court. Kunimi-chan stepped onto the court and joined the three on three match after giving me an encouraging pat on the back. I walked over to coach and bowed my head in apology.

'I'm sorry sir, just give me a few minutes. I'll be back to normal in no time.'

'I doubt that.' Coach said bluntly and I flinched, 'There's only twenty minutes of practice left. You can leave early for the day.'

'But sir-'

'No buts. From what I've heard, you've got more urgent things to think about. Take this time and use it wisely.'

I grit my teeth, annoyed that my fight with the blonde was now also interfering with practice.

'Yes sir.' I said and stepped out of the gym.

I walked up to the changing room and switched my sweaty shirt for a clean one. I threw the rest of my stuff in my bag and started my journey home. I didn't feel like waiting on Iwa-chan. He'd rather walk Chi-chan home anyway.

As I walked, my thoughts automatically strayed to the person who was always on my mind. I hadn't seen her after our fight, we'd expertly avoided each other. As much as I hated to admit it, I missed her at my side. If we'd just made up this morning, then we could have been crushing the rumors together, laughing along the way. But at the core of it, I'd ruined it.

'If only I'd never fallen in love.' I whispered as a lone tear travelled down my cheek.

That's all for this week. I once again am writing this at like a quarter to midnight, as has been the routine these past few weeks. Sleep is for the weak! But man, am I weak.

Like I said last week, I'm taking two weeks off. I need to write two massive essays, of which I have written a total of zero words. The stress is real.

Thank you again for reading my attempt at writing and I hope to see you again after my little break is over!