Sorry i couldn't update earlier but I was sick all week and couldn't write more than two words without my brain frying! Anyway, here is the new chapter! :)
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WARNING : [NSFW content]
xxXsilverXxx : I'm so happy you liked the chapters! I'm very impatient for Oikawa's story too, especially considering it'll be the "concluding" story for everyone and it'll have moer than just a love story - also how he deals with hi new teammates and among them Ushiwaka, etc. Kijime's story advances in this chapter~! I hope the interaction with Bokuto were good! Leave me a review when you're done catching up with Sowlmates! ;)
Aquafin: It was so exciting writing about Bokuto - I hope it was well handled. Honestly, I finished writing the Spring High this morning and I cried so damn much... like, someone end my suffering for these volleyboys, please. I hope you'll liket his chapter and what will happen next! ;)
xRyuu-himexx : It's alwasy exciting to have my other ocs and characters from other fanfics popping up here and there, it's fun and it gives more opportunities! :D I hope the reaction from Seijou and Bokuto will be okay! !:)
chibi-no-baka: Oikawa is so, so interesting to write, he's absolutely amazing. I hope that the AOba Jousai + Bokuto encounter was up to your expectations! ;)
Cooliceprincess : I'm happy to see people excited for Bokuto and Aoba Jousai. Now I'm scared it'll be disappointing... "
Guest1 : I won't update the Kamigami fics nytime soon... only Sowlmates. Sorry for theothers... "
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HAIKYUU! : QUIET VOICE
CHAPTER LIII : Forever
"Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we're gone."
— Cecelia Ahern, P.S. I Love You
"But all I could see was her. No skill of mine, no artist anywhere, could've immortalized how gorgeous she was. It was impossible to believe she'd ever had any doubts about her body. The firelight shone on her skin, golden and perfect, making her look like some radiant goddess of legend. I wanted to kneel before her and offer eternal obedience."
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart
"Sometimes it was hard to express how much you loved someone. You said the words, but you could never quite capture the depth of it. You could never quite hold someone tightly enough."
— Diane Chamberlain, The Midwife's Confession
"Making love is not something you do to someone―it's something you share. Lovemaking between men and women should be mutually pleasurably. Both women and men should be fully and completely satisfied."
― J.F. Kelly, A Woman's Pleasure
"Making love was never about you and me in a bed. We made love whenever we held hands."
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You
"The conversation between your fingers and someone else's skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have."
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You
"And there I was, laying on your chest listening to your heart beating when just a year ago I didn't want one of my own. You saved me in more ways than one."
— Unknown
"Only one thing can make a soul complete and that is love."
— Bernhard Schlink, The Reader
"Those who have never known the deep intimacy and the intense companionship of mutual love have missed the best thing that life has to give."
— Bertrand Russell
"The feeling of your hand encaging my fingers, it's inexplicable. Hold me a little longer, a little tighter. Hold me and don't let go. I like to be entwined with you."
— Unknown
"And I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more."
— Franz Kafka, The Castle
"A successful relationship requires falling in love multiples times, but always with the same person."
— Mignon McLaughlin
"There is a world of difference between falling in love and being in love."
— Gayle Forman, Just One Day
"The difference between like, love and in love, is the same as the difference between for now, for a while and forever."
— Anonymous
"Are you sure his teacher will be able to come?" Matsukawa asked.
Oikawa opened his lips just as the gymnasium's doors opened, attracting everyone's attention on the new arrivals. A smiling young girl they had all at least heard of, Kanemoto Ayaka, and just behind her was…
"Hey, hey, HEY!" Bokuto Koutarou exclaimed, excited to meet talented players from another prefecture.
Everyone stared back, a little surprised by the rather loud arrival and mostly, because Bokuto Koutarou was a top five spiker like Ushijima Wakatoshi who also happened to be dating the heiress of the Kanemoto Group, an international sports business conglomerate. The Kanemoto would be the ones to sponsor Oikawa and Iwaizumi for their professional careers.
"Ayaka-chan~!" Oikawa exclaimed, approaching the two.
She opened her lips to greet him but her boyfriend was faster:
"You must be Oikawa! Ayaka told me lots about you! I saw some of your matches, your set-ups are impressive! Not as much as my setter, though – but he's a setter from a powerhouse of Tokyo, after all! Ahah! Still, I can't wait to play with you and I–"
"Koutarou." Ayaka said calmly.
She stepped in front of him and despite the height difference, she totally took control of the situation. Unlike the few times they had met her, she wasn't wearing any fancy outfit because she wasn't here as the Kanemoto heiress, but as a friend and nothing was expected of her.
"I had never realized how short you really are, Ayaka-chan~!" Oikawa remarked, holding back the urge to bend down to the child-like appearance of the richest girl he knew, "You always wear high-heels and make-up, so it makes you look older than you really are!"
Ayaka startled to be told she was short just as Bokuto puffed out his chest, hands on his hips proudly. She gave him a long look while Oikawa blinked curiously to see the two behave – everyone else was just staring with astonished eyes:
"Why do you look so proud?" She asked her boyfriend in a hard voice.
It was Bokuto's turn to startle as he looked down at Ayaka:
"B-but! You're so adorably short! I love your shortness! It makes me feel big and powerful!" He exclaimed, sounding sheepish.
"Even next to a normal-sized person you look big and powerful!"
"I know I do, but next to you it's even more–"
Oikawa coughed, which reminded the couple that they were in public. They both turned back to him just as he glanced at Iwaizumi, giving him a sign to get closer. He approached, almost reluctantly – he was meeting a top Ace, and his future sponsor AKA his temporary dance teacher. He had talked a little over the phone with Bokuto-san, but the last time he had seen Kanemoto-san if was after their defeat at the Inter-High, they had talked about their future plans… He remembered this conversation so well.
"I think that Oikawa and I both have ways to evolve more, if we evolve differently and away from each other. If we get stronger on our own, when we'll fight together once again, we'll be even stronger than we are now. Y'know… he and I… we've been together our whole lives… Whether it was playground, volleyball, school… we grew up together, we're like brothers… But we need to discover ourselves without the other. We need to build our own individual strengths without relying on the other. It'll be good for me, but also for Oikawa."
She had understood him, his choice, and even if he and Oikawa usually avoided talking about how they'll go their own way next year, it was acknowledged by the two. But now, seeing Kanemoto again, even if it was in a totally different situation than the last time, reminded him of what was certain to happen.
"I had seen your matches but you're more muscular up-close!" Bokuto exclaimed enthusiastically, "But you're also shorter – how tall are you?" He asked with wide, owlish eyes, looking down at him.
Everyone snickered in his back, which was enough to piss off Iwaizumi.
"I'm 179,3 centimeters." He said in a hard voice.
If his annoyance was obvious for everyone, it totally went over Bokuto's head who laughed, patting his shoulder enthusiastically. Iwaizumi glanced down at his hand then back at his face.
"Don't worry, you'll grow up more! That's an impressive shoulder, though…" He continued thoughtfully, pawing at Iwaizumi's arm, "It's rare to meet people muscular like that! No wonder your swing is so vicious! Hey! Do you want to go up against me? A good old arm wrestling! Y'know, I beat everyone at my school and I'm the ultimate champion of the Fukurodani Group!"
"Ah yeah? Well I beat everyone at my school," Iwaizumi answered, riled up and ready to fight for the defense of his title.
Challenge lit up in both of their gazes, vicious smirks appearing on their faces. Ayaka quickly came in between them, holding up her hands:
"As entertaining as it would be, keep the arm wrestling for later. We have a lot of work to do! Kou, why don't you go play with the other children while I teach some steps and moves to this big boy~?"
"Ah yeah! Oikawa! Throw me some tosses!" Bokuto exclaimed, his attention immediately switching back to volleyball.
"Ah, uh, okay?" He hesitated, overwhelmed by his nature.
"Don't forget to warm up before! And get changed! You can't practice with these shoes and pants!" Ayaka scolded, while she was pushing Iwaizumi at the other side of the gymnasium.
"I took my volleyball shoes and training gear!" He replied, running back towards her to get her bag.
"Is this why it was so heavy?!" She hissed, not having realized his stuff were in her bag.
"Don't tell me you didn't know?"
He casually took his stuff from her bag while the rest of Aoba Jousai stared at them.
"…Are they always like that?" Hanamaki asked Oikawa in a low voice.
"…I don't know. I never saw them together." He answered with a light shake of his head.
"Urgh, the more I see it around me, the more dating seems exhausting…" He mumbled, turning around to keep warming-up.
"I think Iwaizumi is about to collapse of embarrassment," Matsukawa remarked, holding back a laugh.
They glanced at their Ace, standing awkwardly while Ayaka was giving him a long talk and explanations. He kept glancing helplessly at them, flushing and annoyed to be treated like a child, even though he was worse than a child when it came to dancing. They held back their laughs but their attention was brought back on Bokuto who changed in front of them, as if it was normal. They vaguely heard Ayaka scolding him for that but they observed closely.
"So, that's what a top Ace looks like…" Matsukawa murmured.
They all turned back towards their Ace who, despite being a few centimeters shorter had the general same musculature. Biceps, shoulders, thighs, abs – Iwaizumi was about as muscular as Bokuto, the latter perhaps a little taller and more… imposing.
"…If only he was a few centimeters taller, he could probably go up against Ushiwaka." Hanamaki complained.
"I'm taller, I can't go against Ushiwaka," Matsukawa replied.
"You're not our Ace, though. Iwaizumi is."
"Mmm, true."
"O-oi! If Iwa-chan were taller, he might be taller than me and I don't want that!" Oikawa whined when realization hit him.
"Ah right, and who would we make fun of then?" Matsukawa sighed with a mocking smirk.
"Kyoutani?" Makki proposed with a similar grin.
The glare from the second-year who had overheard was so violent they startled and had to hold back the reflex to step away. But they held their grounds, looking back at the kouhai in amusement while Yahaba was trying to find a way to get things to go back to a smoother atmosphere.
"I'm ready! Oikawa! Send me a toss!" Bokuto shouted after a quick warm-up, running to the setter who startled.
"Ah– uh, yeah!"
While Aoba Jousai practiced, to get Kyoutani to learn all of their tactics, set-ups and for him to be (reluctantly) more involved with his teammates, Iwaizumi learned a few dancing steps from Ayaka. She was patient and didn't seem to mind much when he stepped on her feet and by the end of the day, everyone was satisfied and exhausted. Learning to dance was more tiring than Iwaizumi would have expected but at least now, he'll be able to give a good surprise to his Kiku. As for the volleyball team…
"One more!" Bokuto exclaimed.
"Eh… eeh…?" Oikawa hesitated, staring with wide eyes at the wing-spiker who seemed to run on endless energy.
The group of blockers looked at him with wide, panicked eyes, barely managing to keep standing on their feet after an entire day of practice with a spiker whose spike was about as powerful as Ushiwaka's – he wasn't even going all out and at the beginning, he had been mostly trying to get adjusted to Oikawa or Yahaba's tosses, depending on which team he was on.
"What is he made of…?!" Matsukawa muttered, hands on his knees as he glared at the spiker.
"Don't worry! You almost stopped me a few minutes ago!" Bokuto told him from the other side of the net, laughing joyfully at that.
"GEH! Oikawa! Send him another toss! This time I'll stop him!"
"Good luck with that!"
"Don't get so cocky." Iwaizumi said when he got closer.
He stretched his arms and legs a little more; everyone suddenly felt reinvigorated.
"Iwaizumi-san!" Kindaichi exclaimed, "You're going to come and play?!"
"Yeah, I feel the need to get a few spikes in now," he answered with a challenging smirk, "Yahaba, you're good to go?"
"Y-yes!"
"Kindaichi and Kunimi, come here and try to stop him with me – his power is similar to Ushiwaka's and we're the ones who end up facing him most."
"Yes!"
"OI! I was here before! I can't back down from a challenge after such a humiliating defeat!" Matsukawa grumbled.
"I'll sit this one out, then," Kunimi mumbled, going to sit and rest.
Oikawa observed his friends bickering at the other side of the net, Iwaizumi teasing Matsukawa for not being able to stop Bokuto. He glanced back at the Captain of Fukurodani and was surprised to see him smirking – not because of the challenge, but because he seemed… satisfied. Oikawa's eyes traveled to Ayaka and noticed her smirking, just as glad. Was it planned? That Bokuto would play with them to make them work against opponents as strong as Ushiwaka was? Iwaizumi was definitely strong – the strongest on the team – but he wasn't as powerful as Ushijima or Bokuto. Not yet. It was one thing to practice with Iwaizumi's spikes, but when confronted against Ushiwaka, their blocks always seemed useless.
It's not the right toss, it's not the same power. We'd need to practice with more powerful opponents to get stronger. Oikawa thought to himself, while Bokuto took a ball from the cart. But Iwa-chan is our most powerful player on the team, how can I make his spikes better? What is it that I missed? What could I do to give him better, stronger spikes? What toss would Iwa-chan want after going up against Bokuto?
Bokuto sent him the ball and he lifted up his hands, ready to toss it up as it had been slowly been building up all day to get the best toss for this specimen of nature. Bokuto jumped high – higher than Iwa-chan – and swung his arm, spiking the ball against the wall made of Iwaizumi, Matsukawa and Kindaichi. It was a high wall, but not enough to stop a top Ace. His spike went against their arms and was impossible to receive.
As they landed back on the ground, Iwaizumi glanced over his shoulder, at where the ball had rolled off. Their block had been too low to stop his spike, but they should have been able to touch it to ease the receive but his mere power had been enough to destroy their block.
What had been different? What had been different? What–
"Is this the highest you can reach?" Bokuto asked from the other side of the net, after calming down from his loud cheering.
"Eh?" Iwaizumi asked, turning back towards him.
"You guys jumped too fast, you were already going down when I spiked – also, you didn't jump really high. What's the highest you can reach?" He continued, string straight at Iwaizumi.
"Ah, uh, the last time we calculated it was 327cm, with a spiking run." He answered.
"Mmm! I can jump– Ayaka, what was it?" He continued, turning towards his girlfriend.
"339cm, which is quite high for your height." She answered from afar, sitting with the few who had decided to rest.
"You've got a powerful swing but you lack jumping power, I have a few exercises you could try!" Bokuto continued good-heartedly, "And your whole team could use some jumping power, by the way."
Everyone stared at him, their hearts and spirits lifted by everything he explained as he went under the net and started talking, giving the exercises and advices to each and every player he got to see in Aoba Jousai. Now that everyone was relaxing, they all asked questions to the Grand Ace of Fukurodani who happily answered them all, bathing in his glory.
Oikawa walked over to Ayaka who was smiling proudly to see the man of her life being so good to other teams' players. She wasn't surprised – he had always helped out others, whether it was on his own team or on others.
"I had thought you were exaggerating when you talked about him, but he's quite the Ace." Oikawa admitted as he reached her.
"I know he is. You haven't seen him play seriously yet, and your toss was sloppy. Even if you gave him the best toss and pulled out most of his capacities. There's a different dynamic between Koutarou and Akaashi-kun when he tosses to him. I couldn't explain to you, it's too specific but I could tell there was something off in the way you were practicing with my Koutarou." She explained.
Oikawa stared at her with wide eyes – he had thought she had been taking care of Iwaizumi all day long, but she had been gathering information about Seijou as well. And mostly him considering he was sponsored. He had been certain to give the best toss to Bokuto but now that he thought of it, it might have been…
"Is it because of Iwaizumi-kun?" Ayaka asked, her gaze unwavering.
Oikawa startled as she smiled lightly, explaining:
"Because starting next year, your chosen Ace won't be here anymore to back you up. You'll have to deal with Ushijima-kun, Koutarou, and other different spikers."
"…If I have to choose, I'll toss to your boyfriend over this damn Ushiwaka a thousand times over, but after all I…"
His voice trailed off and he glanced over at Iwaizumi who was talking with Bokuto, probably about training regiment.
"I want to keep playing with Iwa-chan…" He admitted, his heart squeezing a little to know that in a few months from now, he won't be playing with his childhood friend anymore.
"…I can't know what they're thinking, but I think Iwaizumi-kun wants to keep playing with you as well… and Koutarou will want to keep playing with Akaashi-kun… it's… obvious you'll all have to change your habits and will be confronted to new challenges because of such major changes in your teammates." Ayaka said, sounding a little sad herself.
Oikawa glanced at her, realizing that if in a few months he wouldn't be playing with his best friend, she wouldn't get to spend much time with her boyfriend any more. Unlike the rest of her team, it wasn't just a teammate she would miss, it was her best friend, the love of her life and her everything.
Reminded of the Shiratorizawa girl, and of the fulfilling relationship between Iwa-chan and Kiku-chan, Tooru was yet again feeling a little hollow. How strange it was, to be happy about his life but not ultimately happy because he felt… lonely. Surrounded by friends, but no one to turn to when he felt lost, or hurt, or sad, or anything…
"Thank you for coming today." He told Ayaka with a smile.
She nodded, glad to have spent a day having fun, and seeing up-close more of Aoba Jousai and mostly, Oikawa's abilities.
The following day, Hajime was growing nervous as he stared at himself in the mirror. He had practiced a little more on his own but he still wasn't certain he could pull off a good dance with Kiku. He really wanted her to be happy and to enjoy the dance-party but with his poor dancing skills… Staring at his reflection, he decided that he looked too unshaveled and he tucked his shirt into his pants and arranged his tie – but he looked just weird like that.
"Hajime–"
He looked up as his father entered his bedroom who froze with wide eyes, seeing him so dressed up.
"Where are you planning to go, dressed like that?" He asked curiously, leaning against the doorway.
Hajime blushed in embarrassment, looking away from his father:
"D-dance party! With Kiku! S-she wanted to go… so…"
"…I hope you learned how to dance. Or to just have fun." Takashi said with big eyes when he grabbed a flyer Kiku had given Hajime about the dance party.
His son glared at him for having so little faith in his capacities in dancing but he ignored him:
"You might want to take off the tie, though. It's too much." Takashi commented with a shrug.
Hajime hesitated before starting to pull it a little but not taking it off completely – if needed, he could still arrange himself before entering the dance party.
"Your mom and I are leaving soon. We should be back tomorrow evening." Takashi said calmly.
"Oh, I'll come tell you goodbye, then," Hajime said, turning around.
He was about to walk past his father but Takashi reached out to stop him, raising an eyebrow:
"You're safe, right?" He asked.
Hajime blushed terribly, mouth suddenly going dry. Takashi stared at him firmly, waiting for an answer:
"You're not going to try to cook something or anything? Your mother would lose it if you burnt the kitchen." He continued.
Hajime stared at him with wide eyes, still blushing but realizing that his father was talking about normal safety – and not… the other safety he had thought of. Then, Takashi's lips trembled and he started snickering, his son realizing that he had been tricked.
"You! I thought you were– wait, were you…?!"
"You are so dirty-minded. We didn't raise you like this, Hajime." Takashi said, an amused smile on his lips.
"I wasn't–! You! You did it on purpose!" He shouted.
Takashi laughed loudly while Hajime stomped out of his room to tell goodbye to his mom. She didn't seem surprised to see her son annoyed by whatever her husband had used to make fun of him this time. With his parents off, Hajime could only wait for the time to find Kiku at the dance-party location. It was in Sendai's gymnasium, turned into a ballroom for the evening. The entry ticket had to be paid then, everything inside would be free – from what he had understood, Kiku went every year to this party. Sometimes with Yuuna, sometimes with her cousin dragged there by force so she'd have someone to go with.
So now, he was waiting at their meeting spot, nervously checking his phone every few minutes to make sure a new message hadn't arrived even though he knew it didn't.
"Hajime!"
He looked up, glad to see Kiku arriving towards him, her smile bright. She wore a nice blue dress that showed her beautiful curves, his heart speeding up until she was at his side, going up on her tiptoes and kissing his cheek. His cheeks went aflame when he noticed that her hair was up and her ponytail was swinging around adorably.
"You're so beautiful," he said, looking her up and down.
She flushed, smiling in joy to receive such a compliment, admiring him as well. She reached up for his tie. He froze, thinking she was about to arrange his outfit but she took off his tie she put into his jacket pocket. Then, she pulled his shirt out of his pants and started unbuttoning the top buttons.
"Uuuum, cupcake, as much as I love it when you take off my clothes we're… in the middle of the street and I'm pretty sure you wanted to attend the party."
Please, tell me you want to go home and make-out instead of dancing! He prayed to himself, a foolish smile on his face, knowing it was hopeless.
Kiku ignored him, looking him up and down then smiling up coyly:
"I'm just making sure you won't look too well-dressed. It's a dance party, not a ball, you know!"
Keeping a hold on his shirt, she pulled him closer until their bodies were pressed together, her lips kissing his. He closed his eyes with a delighted sigh, kissing her back tenderly.
"Now, you look perfect…" She whispered against his lips when they pulled away.
"A-ah, t-thanks…" He answered, looking away with a blush on his cheeks.
She slid her hand in his and they started advancing towards the entrance, mixing in with other young people. Hajime was glad he didn't recognize anyone. But most were couples, from the way they were holding hands. The closer they got, the more music they could hear, smothered by the walls. Once into the gymnasium, Hajime felt overwhelmed while Kiku looked around excitedly. Loud music, long tables with drinks and food, a crowd filling the gymnasium and dancing enthusiastically. Some even looked professional. There were even balloons and disco balls hanging from the high-ceiling.
What the heck am I doing here…? He thought to himself, holding tightly onto Kiku's hand.
"It's so great! The music is good!" Kiku exclaimed, loudly to be heard.
"U-uh, yeah."
"I love this song!"
"Y-yeah…"
"Let's go!" She exclaimed, hurrying to the dance floor.
But when Hajime didn't move, she was tugged back. She glanced at him, over her shoulder and he glanced around hesitantly.
"U-um, do you… want something to drink or eat?" He asked.
"Oh, y-yeah, thank you…" Kiku answered, glancing quickly at the dance-floor.
He stared at her, then tugged her closer so they'd be able to hear each other without screaming:
"If you want to go dancing, go ahead. I'll go get some food and I'll wait for you. Okay?" He proposed with a smile.
"But…"
She seemed hesitant before continuing, looking at him worriedly:
"I know you agreed to come here, but I know you don't like dancing. I don't want you to get bored. I'll stay with you and–"
"No, it's okay! I want you to have fun and enjoy this evening! I'll dance with you, promise. But later!" He said, kissing her cheek reassuringly.
He smiled, glad that Kiku had understood why he felt so uncomfortable. He squeezed her hand encouragingly and finally, she smiled. She kissed his cheek, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd of dancers.
He went to get some plates of food for both of them, but glanced around curiously, feeling like someone he just saw looked familiar.
Must be my imagination… He thought, shrugging it off and continuing his way.
Meanwhile, a loud whine resonated.
"You almost got us caught!" Yuuna exclaimed, glaring at Oikawa.
"Do you have to hit me for that?!" He hissed, pushing up his glasses.
"I can't believe you convinced me to come in here to spy on them!"
"We're not spying on them– we're just making sure Iwa-chan dances well and doesn't run off at some point! It's observing from afar without being caught."
"That's the definition of spying." She concluded, staring at him, "I'm not supposed to be here – if Kiku sees me, I don't know what to tell her! Why did you ask me of all people?!"
"Because Makki and Mattsun were both busy and they didn't let me try to use Kindaichi! They said they wouldn't let him have so little pride he'd go as far as pretend to be my date – I don't get it, pretending to be my date is a great honor!"
"I understand why they'd keep him safe, now that I have to pretend to be your date. Uurgh…" She answered, rolling her eyes.
"Don't look so disgusted!"
"If only you looked less manly…!"
"I am a man!"
"Though you act like a little girl."
"I am a man!"
While they kept bickering, unknowingly attracting the attention of a few people around, Hajime was picking some food at the tables. He was so busy looking down at everything proposed that he bumped into someone.
"Ah, sorry–"
He froze, staring with wide, annoyed eyes at the big owl in front of him. Bokuto Koutarou swallowed a mouthful of food before grinning excitedly:
"HEY! Iwaizumi! How is it going?!" He greeted loudly.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked in a hard voice.
But Bokuto didn't seem to perceive the annoyance in his voice and continued:
"Ayaka and I came here! We thought we'd have a little fun before going back to Tokyo – also, we're watching over you from afar!"
"No need, thanks anyway." Iwaizumi mumbled, knowing that the main reason of their reason here tonight was to make sure he wasn't running away or anything.
But he couldn't really tell them to go away, they had the right to come here to dance… they both seemed loud and energetic enough to enjoy it anyway.
"Look, I hope you enjoy the party, thanks for everything but Kiku cannot see you or Ayaka-san here! She doesn't know you, but she knows Ayaka-san, and she'll start thinking there might be something wrong if you two are here!" Iwaizumi continued, not wanting Kiku to find out about his embarrassing lesson the previous day.
"Oh, yeah! Don't worry! We're not planning on introducing ourselves to her, we're here to have fun and keep an eye on you but we won't bother your date! We're super discreet, don't worry!" He exclaimed loudly.
Iwaizumi narrowed his eyes at the top Ace, knowing that ever since he had appeared, everyone around had been staring at the tall, muscular and loud man there.
"You're the least discreet person I know, and I know Oikawa!" Iwaizumi exclaimed, glaring despite himself.
"I can be discreet!" He exclaimed, looking offended, "I'm like a night owl – stealthy as fuck!"
"Somehow, I have my doubts."
"And anyway, I can understand why people would have a hard time not noticing me, after all! But Ayaka is tiny and discreet, a little shy around people she doesn't know, so you don't have to worry about Ayaka being noticed by your girlfriend!"
Ayaka did seem more reliable than her boyfriend when it came to discretion. As long as the couple didn't stick together, Bokuto's obviousness wouldn't include Ayaka, and Kiku might not realize they were even here. And with this amount of people in the dance party, it'd be hard to cross path with the couple from Tokyo.
Reassured, Iwaizumi smiled, about to answer when another voice rang:
"Hajime! Look who I just crossed path with!"
The two young men turned around, seeing Kiku approach… and pulling a sheepish-looking Ayaka. Iwaizumi wasn't even surprised, and Bokuto was too happy to see his girlfriend to realize the problem.
"Super discreet, uh?" Iwaizumi said in a mocking voice, sending a hard look at the spiker who looked away, as if to escape the accusing gaze.
"Ah ah… H-hi…" Ayaka greeted Hajime with a little wave when she arrived.
Kiku stared at Bokuto, the guy looking vaguely familiar – plus, he and Ayaka kept staring at each other awkwardly.
"An acquaintance of you?" She asked Hajime, seeing the two too close to have just met.
"Ah, uh…"
"We're–"
"He's my boyfriend!" Ayaka exclaimed, putting her arm around Bokuto's, "And he's a top Ace of the country, like your man! You probably saw him in some National matches – Fukurodani is a top eight school, you know?"
"A-ah, now that you mention it, it's true… N-nice meeting you… I-I'm Akiyama Kiku." She introduced herself, getting closer to Hajime, suddenly feeling a little shy.
"I'm Bokuto Koutarou! Hi!" He said enthusiastically.
He was so loud that Kiku instinctively edged closer to Hajime, half-hiding behind him. Bokuto didn't seem to notice her reaction, or why she acted this way while Hajime took her hand reassuringly.
"B-Bokuto… isn't it the name of the spiker you've been messaging?" Kiku asked, frowning lightly.
She glanced between Hajime, and Bokuto, then at Ayaka, all three looking at each other without knowing what to answer.
"Y-yeah… it's him…" Hajime answered, staring (read: glaring) at Bokuto.
Bokuto looked away guiltily, then stared at Ayaka for help who looked just as clueless. Kiku turned to her to ask her question:
"I couldn't ask you earlier because of the music, but what are you doing here, in Sendai?"
"U-um, w-we are…! K-Koutarou, tell her what we're doing here, darling…" She said, trying to come up with an excuse.
"AH! A-ah, w-we're um–"
"W-we're visiting some friends!" Ayaka exclaimed.
"Right! Friends!" Koutarou echoed with a cheerful nod.
"A-and these friends are the ones who um, who told us about–"
"About this dance party! And so we thought… maybe we could… go… too…?"
His voice trailed off, the couple of owls staring at Kiku, hoping they sounded convincing (they didn't). Kiku just stared at them, not quite knowing what to think while Hajime held back the urge of face-palming. Or shouting at them. They were even worse than Oikawa. Thankfully, he wasn't here tonight or–
Looking up, Hajime froze suddenly when he saw a familiar person getting a drink. Oikawa was pouting, for some unknown reason. He wore his glasses, probably thinking it made him stand out less.
Sensing the sudden dark aura coming off her boyfriend, Kiku looked up and followed his gaze, gasping when she noticed Oikawa. Just then, the setter looked up and locked eyes with them, lips still around the cup as he froze at the glare Iwaizumi was sending his way.
Bokuto and Ayaka turned around and noticed Oikawa as well.
"Oh! It's Oikawa! Heeey! You're here too?" Bokuto exclaimed, waving at him, unaware of the tension around.
It was Ayaka's turn to sigh loudly, holding back the urge to slap him behind the head. Oikawa turned around on his heels, trying to discreetly escape without being seen all the while knowing he had been seen by everyone. At least, he hoped he would escape Iwaizumi's wrath if he went in the opposite direction.
"This idiot…!" Iwaizumi hissed, tempted to go and scream at Oikawa.
"I-it's okay… he can come and enjoy the party too…" Kiku hesitated, trying to comfort him.
"He's not here for the party!"
"B-by the way… I met Makki and Mattsun, and their girlfriends, earlier…"
Hajime whipped towards Kiku while Ayaka discreetly tugged at her boyfriend's hand, the two loveowls disappearing back into the crowd to avoid any more awkwardness.
"They… said something about being here to make sure you wouldn't chicken out and disappoint your teacher… I then met Ayaka-chan but… what teacher? What… is going on?" Kiku continued, more and more confused about the amount of acquaintances they had crossed tonight.
Hajime tightened his fists, glaring at the crowd and hoping that wherever they were, his friends would sense it. They had to come and ruin his date with Kiku – all he had wanted was try to surprise her when he'll invite her for a dance at some point in the evening, but they had ruined everything by spying on him! Now Kiku was convinced there was something going on, that didn't involve her and he knew that she would get wrong ideas if he didn't explain…
"A-Ayaka-san…" He answered, looking away in a mix of annoyance and disappointment, "She… was visiting Miyagi and she… taught me how to dance…"
He looked down while Kiku's lips fell open in shock. But before she could say anything he continued:
"I-I just wanted to surprise you with good dance moves… I know you love dancing but I'm… urgh, I'm terrible at dancing… I just wanted you happy with a proper dance partner for tonight but…"
His voice trailed off but then, he heard Kiku's chuckle and looked up, stunned. She was grinning, amusement and joy shining in her eyes.
"You went as far as learning from a pro how to dance for me?" She asked in disbelief.
"She's… a pro…?" He realized, eyes widening.
"Well, she's an almost-professional ice-skater. She dances a lot for that. You didn't know that?"
"N-no, I mean, yeah, but… um, Oikawa just said she was a good dancer – and she was. And a good teacher, I think. I hope! I mean, yes, she was! But I'm… hopeless when it comes to dancing…" He sighed.
"Hajime, I know you… you're not good at dancing, but I just wanted to spend the evening with you – we don't even have to dance if you don't feel like it. I can dance on my own, but I don't want you to get bored on your own." She said, cupping his cheek with a bright smile.
"Y-you knew…" He realized, feeling stupid for not talking about it with her.
She opened her lips to say something but just shook her head and kissed his lips quickly, as thank you for learning how to dance for her. Suddenly, the music changed. The entire atmosphere changed – the lights were lowered, most people stopped dancing or changed to go as couples as a calmer song started. Hajime knew this song.
He looked up and from above the crowd, at the other side of the gymnasium, he could see Ayaka, talking to the DJ, a big smile after obviously convincing him to put on this particular song on. She turned and caught his gaze, giving him thumbs-up. The song they had practiced on – she had convinced the DJ to play it. He glanced down at Kiku who was looking at the couples with a soft smile, obviously not expecting Hajime to try to dance after their conversation.
He coughed a little loudly, attracting her attention and showing his hand. She stared at him in disbelief, a blush spreading on his cheeks.
"Do you… um, would you like to dance… with me…?" He asked with a huge grin, despite his embarrassment.
Her eyes sparkled and she took his hand, her smile spreading wide over her face – his favorite smile.
"I-I would love to…" She answered.
He took her to the dance-floor, putting one hand on her waist and holding her hand with the other while she got closer, one hand on his shoulder. He waited a moment to count on the music, Kiku staring at him in a mix of awe and amusement, then he started moving, Kiku easily following the steps that he guided her into. He must have practiced a lot to go from being a disaster at dancing to managing to dance so easily with her.
"Hajime," Kiku called when she noticed him being stiff.
He looked into her eyes and she smiled.
"Just enjoy it," she said.
He smiled back and they continued dancing for the rest of the song, both grinning and blushing like fools. They never stopped looking at each other, always smiling and touching softly, following the quiet rhythm of the song.
Even if the previous day, Hajime had thought the song had been way too long to learn anything right, now, he felt disappointed when it ended way too soon. The couples all stopped and stepped away from each other with smiles, waiting for the following dance, more upbeat to start. Everyone started dancing once again.
Everyone except Kiku and Hajime. They had stopped dancing when the song had ended but now they could only stare at each other, hands holding and lost into each other's gazes. The only persons still in the middle of waves of dancing people.
"Thank you…" Kiku whispered, but somehow she was still heard despite the loud music and laughs of people, "For… learning how to dance for me a-and… and just for being part of my life… I love you, Hajime…"
His heart missed a beat before it beat fast and strong against his chest, as if desperately trying to reach out and embrace Kiku.
"I love you too, Kiku…" He answered.
He leaned down, closing his eyes as they kissed tenderly. She got closer to him while everyone danced and laughed on some upbeat music.
"Let's get out of here," Kiku said breathlessly when they pulled away for air.
"U-um, a-are you sure? You don't want to… dance? I mean, I thought–"
"Hajime." She cut, putting a hand on his cheek, "I'm ready."
He opened and closed his lips, cheeks blushing.
With his parents away, he and Kiku had planned to go to his place to spend the night. He had hoped they'd get to have a romantic make-out session after the dance party…
"Ready… as in…"
"Yes," she said with an enchanting smile, cheeks turning red.
He nodded wordlessly, taking her hand in his and squeezing hard, as if to express all of the depth of his love for her through this touch. She squeezed back, just as intensely and they quietly escaped the dancing crowd and the dance party. The moment they were walking away from the gymnasium and under the stars, Kiku turned to him, throwing her arms around his shoulders as they kissed, more passionately than before. His hands went against her behind and he lifted her up, making her laugh as he carried her like a panda for a while. They were still kissing, but clumsily – partly because they were walking, mostly because they couldn't stop grinning and chuckling.
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After a while, Kiku went down and, holding hands, occasionally kissing and chuckling, they went back to the Iwaizumi apartment. They took off their shoes and went directly into Hajime's bedroom, falling on top of the bed and kissing tenderly. His hand caressed her leg until it went under her dress, pulling it over her legs. His fingers grabbed the side of her panties and he pulled away, looking down at Kiku. The only light in the room were the stars and the moon, but they didn't need any more light – they were each other's lights. They looked into each other's eyes, shining and sparkling in love and desire. Time seemed to stop and it was only the two of them, sighing blissfully and fingers brushing each other's skin lightly.
Kiku hesitantly brushed her lips against his and he opened his mouth, tongues meeting and they shared a deep, breathtaking kiss. Kiku's hands went into his hair, pulling him closer as his hands grabbed her hips tightly. Then, she started pushing off his jacket. He straightened up just enough to shrug it off, sitting up to open his shirt but when he took too long to unbutton his shirt, Kiku's hands helped him, his shirt quickly being thrown away. She sat up, lips kissing and biting his pectorals while her hands caressed his abs, sides and arms. Both sighed while he reached for the back of her dress, unzipping it enough for the sleeves to start falling off her shoulders. She pulled off her dress just as he leaned down, starting to kiss her neck and shoulder. He gave tender kisses, a soft touch of his hands, taking in her scent and making sure to show love to her scars as well as any other inch of skin of her body. She remained lying while he left peppering kisses all over her body, from her collarbone to her navel, the curve of her breasts or her thighs, caressing her arms and her sides, leaving light nibbling and love marks everywhere he could.
Finally, getting too aroused, he went back to kissing her lips, Kiku immediately kissing him back while her hands reached for his belt. After some struggling because she couldn't see what she was doing, she started pulling it off. Hajime moved to take off his pants and socks, both now in their underwear. They kissed for a while longer, their hearts beating fast and hard against their chests, they could feel through each other's touch. Sighing, Kiku let her head drop against the pillows, her hands caressing tenderly his spiky hair. She tugged at it lightly, pulling his face and attention back to her face. They looked into each other's eyes, cheeks blushing and both quietly wondering if they were really doing this.
"A-are you sure… you want to do it…?" He asked in a light voice.
Kiku nodded without a word then kissed him softly to show her love for him.
He kissed her back while taking off her bra, caressing her soft skin and slowly kissing her neck and chest, giving love to her breasts and then going down and stopping at her pussy. He glanced up at Kiku, she was looking at him, a mix of embarrassment, love and excitement shining in her eyes. He slowly pulled off her panties and to distract himself, he started kissing and sucking on her pussy. Kiku immediately sighed, head falling backward while he made sure she was wet enough. His heart went even faster than before as he went back to kissing her lips, hesitatingly starting to pull off his boxers.
"Wait–" Kiku said suddenly, hands on his chest, "Towel–"
"R-right… a-and c-condom…" He said with a quick nod, standing up.
"No, no condom," she said, making him frown in confusion, "I-I'll take the morning pill tomorrow…"
"I thought it was making you sick?"
"It does, b-but for our first time I… I want to feel… everything…" She explained sheepishly, blushing even more.
He nodded awkwardly, blushing as well then went to get a towel he carefully put under Kiku while they went back into position, but feeling a little more clumsy than before. To make the weird atmosphere go away, he kissed her and touched her but she was suddenly trembling a little.
"A-are you nervous?" He asked, observing her face closely.
"A-a little… are you?"
He nodded, swallowing hard, but she smiled and he relaxed at once, despite the frenetic beating of his heart.
"I-I'm scared to hurt you…" He admitted, knowing she would feel pain but not knowing how to make her feel better.
"It's going to be okay…" She said reassuringly, cupping his cheeks, "Dancers, gymnasts, horse riders… because of our sports, our hymens break a little without us realizing it. It's usually less painful for us than other girls."
"…But you will feel pain, right?" He said sadly.
"It's a necessary step, Hajime. Then, it'll feel better. I think. I hope… I… suppose it depends on how well you're doing your job afterward…" She said, a little teasing.
He blushed even more, rolling his eyes but chuckling.
"Right… I'd better do a good job, is that what you're saying?"
"I'm not worried about that, you're a natural." She continued with a coy smile.
He almost bit his tongue in embarrassment but couldn't help and smile widely:
"You never told me that before, it's very pleasing to my ears."
"Don't get on your high horse. Get started now!" She laughed, lightly tapping his shoulder.
He chuckled in amusement, leaning down to kiss her lips again. She kissed him back, in between chuckles and loving gazes. She started pulling at his boxers, her way of silently saying that she was ready. He took it off all the way and the light-hearted, teasing atmosphere vanished, leaving only desire and love sparkling between them, surrounding them in a bubble of warmth and peace.
"T-tell me if you need me to stop…" Hajime whispered.
She nodded and they looked into each other's eyes as he found her entrance and slowly pushed inside. The sensation of her walls around him was overwhelming, he couldn't help but growl and close his eyes – he was so lost into the sensations that he didn't realize he arrived at a barrier and pushed. Kiku gasped at the sharp pain shooting through her body, her nails digging into his shoulders. It was enough to bring Hajime back on earth and when he saw her bite hard on her lower lip, tears suddenly streaming down her face, he pulled away.
"I-I'm sorry! Kiku – are you okay?!" He asked in panic.
She didn't let go of his shoulders but he didn't mind the pain – it was nothing against what she was going through at the moment.
"I-I thought it wasn't supposed to hurt that much…" He mumbled, as she slowly breathed to calm down and calm her pain.
"M-me too…" She admitted, teeth gritted.
She chuckled nervously and she felt a little better, her hold on him relaxing. He calmed down as well but didn't move.
"T-the pain is gone now… you can… try again…" She said, blushing terribly.
Hajime swallowed hard, his thumb wiping away the tears still rolling down her eyes. He leaned down, kissing tenderly her closed eyes, then her wet cheeks, then her lips again. She kissed him back softly and while she was distracted from her sudden anxiousness, he pushed himself into her again, making sure to go very slowly. Their eyes met and once again she gasped, but this time, it wasn't out of pain. It was just the fulfilling sensation of their bodies bound together. Rather than their bodies, their souls were connected. They both sighed and breathed heavily, still for a moment.
"I-I love you… so much…" Hajime whispered, kissing her lips again.
She opened her lips to answer but he rolled his hips and she gasped once again, holding onto him tightly to not lose her mind at the way he made her feel.
"I-I love you even more…" She murmured, a lovely smile on her lips.
He smiled in amusement, slowly moving in and out of her, their hands caressing and their lips kissing. It didn't take long for Hajime to get close – he was too aroused and it was too much, all at once, he couldn't hold himself back when he accelerated. Kiku's squeals got higher and she clenched her thighs against his hips.
"I-I'm gonna… aah… K-Kiku…"
"I-I love you–"
She squealed when he came suddenly, neither really expecting it. He fell against her, breathing heavily while she caressed his hair. He quickly moved away, looking down at her as he got out.
"I-I'm s-sorry!"
"Why?" She asked, blinking curiously, still letting her fingers go through his hair.
"Y-you d-didn't… you didn't… um, enjoy it, right…?" He asked, shoulders dropping in shame to not have brought enough pleasure for the love of his life.
"…I did. It was great." She said with a smile.
"You hesitated." He remarked, frowning lightly.
Kiku looked away guiltily, then she sighed, but she was still unable to meet his eyes.
"W-well… it was a little quick…" She admitted.
"I know… I'm sorry, I thought I would have been able to hold back long enough but… I couldn't…"
She smiled in amusement, cupping his cheek. Her thumb brushed his skin and he leaned against the palm of her hand, closing his eyes in guilt and shame.
"Keep your eyes closed," Kiku said suddenly, moving.
Hands against his sides, she made him roll on his back. He opened his eyes, looking at her curiously but she gave him a scolding look:
"I said to keep your eyes closed!" She exclaimed with an amused smile.
He closed his eyes again, feeling a little awkward while she moved around. She grabbed the towel tainted from blood, she cleaned herself then his still half-hard penis. He clenched his jaws at the touch and strange sensation of the towel.
"U-um, you're not going to ride me…? Because even if I'd love to try that someday, I'm not sure that five minutes of sexual experience is enough for us to get to that step yet." He said, eyes still closed.
"Five minutes? Don't overestimate yourself, you didn't even last two minutes, Hajime." She replied.
He opened his eyes, glaring at her for this comment but she was already putting aside the towel and leaning down. She took his half hard-on in her hands, her mouth close to it but she wasn't done talking:
"I thought you were a volleyball player with one of the best stamina of the team, uh?" She teased.
"I-it's different! It's a different stamina! I wasn't ready! B-but soon I'll be able to last for a long time! L-like, in like a few minutes if you're going to do what I think you're going to do…" He continued, voice trailed off in an embarrassed mumble.
She smiled, kissing the top of his penis then letting her tongue come out, teasingly licking his entire length.
"And… what do you think I'm going to do…?" She asked, her hair brushing the top of his thigh.
He felt excitement shoot through his body and he tried to calm down but it was hard when she looked at him so sexily.
"…Y-you're going to… get me hard again…?" He proposed.
"You mean… like that…?"
She slowly took his hard-on into her mouth, driving him mad within seconds. He growled, letting his head drop backwards when her mouth and tongue did sinful things to him. He knew he got harder and bigger in her mouth and he was more than ready to get to another round but Kiku seemed to enjoy what she did to him. After some more of this heavenly blowjob, she pulled away.
"You know you looked very sexy like that…?" She said, kissing and occasionally licking the head of his shaft.
He chuckled while she admired his muscular body and the sight of his throat exposed as he remained lost in ecstasy. Her fingers delicately brushed over the sensitive skin, from his navel up to his pectorals. She could feel every muscle tensing under her touch while her tongue caught some pre-cum coming out of him just as he clenched his fists around the sheets.
"I think I'm ready…" He mumbled, looking back at her and this time, his eyes were bright in lust – without losing any of the love they held for her.
She smiled then moved, straddling his laps, her pussy teasing him.
"So, what is it you were saying about me riding you?" She said, knowing they both loved dry humping when she was on top of him – actual sex would probably be as enjoyable.
His hands went to her hips, and she thought he would guide her to his erection, but instead, he rolled her around. She gasped, suddenly on her back once again as he looked down at her, an amused smirk dancing on his lips.
"Not today," he said hotly.
Her heart accelerated just as he plunged into her. She gasped, even more sensitive than before after all the playing and teasing. He smirked, feeling her walls tight around him. He started moving but when she started laughing, jerking her head backwards, he slowed down, looking down at her in astonishment – a laugh wasn't what he had been expected.
"That bad, uh?" He mumbled.
"N-not at all!" She exclaimed, holding onto him, "I-it's just… it's actually quite good!" She answered.
"I still don't see what's so funny about it."
She chuckled, rolling her hips up to meet his. They both gasped, smirking and continuing their steady rhythm, bodies moving in perfect harmony, sliding against one another. Their breaths became shorter, their hands grabbing more desperately on the other's body, they were covered in sweat, hair sticking against their foreheads…
"A-aaah… H-Hajime…" She sighed, letting her head fall backwards.
He kissed her neck and she gasped, accelerating against him. He growled, keeping up with her rhythm. Both got a little more intense, more frenetic, more desperate to reach the ultimate bliss. Lips kissing clumsily, breaths shorts, their names moaned in a raspy voice.
"H-Hajime!" Kiku gasped, her legs tightening around his hips.
He growled but suddenly she grabbed his face, staring right into his eyes. Time stopped, the only thing that mattered being their gazes and the infinite love shining in it. He leaned down, kissing her passionately, she kissed him back, voices smothered by this lovely kiss when they came together. Bodies freezing, their nails digging into each other's flesh, their heartbeats frenetic but following a peaceful rhythm. They were filled with warmth and love, floating in another dimension that only lovers could reach, beyond space or time.
Slowly, they came down from their high, Hajime slumping against Kiku, both breathing hard, trying to catch their breath after their tender, but intense love-making. He caressed her sides as her hands went into his spiky hair and after long minutes when they enjoyed the afterglow of their moment, Hajime finally moved and rolled on his side, pulling Kiku close against him. Pressing her back against his chest, ignoring the feeling of her scars against his skin, he hid his face against her neck. She was still sweating, hair damp against her neck as her hands covered his, fingers entwining…
"Hajime…" Kiku called in a hushed voice, as if afraid to wake him, or ruin the moment.
He opened his eyes, brushing his nose against her neck, leaving tender kisses.
"I think I fell even more in love with you… if it's possible…"
There was a pause, when he took in these words, realizing that his feelings mirrored hers.
"Thank you… for everything…" She whispered.
She turned her head to look at him, eyes filled with tears of happiness. His heart missed a beat at the sight and he propped himself up on his elbow, his fingers caressing her cheek then entwining with her hair.
"No, thank you…" He answered.
They stared into each other's eyes, both moved by the same overwhelming emotions of intense love.
He leaned down, kissing her tenderly while her fingers reached his cheek, caressing him softly.
It was their first-time, their first love-making, the first time their bodies and souls were bounded by more than just vows of love and kisses, but they could feel in their hearts that it was the first of many, many nights together. Perhaps even forever? At least, it was what they hoped for – forever…
I can't wait to write (probably in Oikawa's fanfics) when the girls will all be friends and Kiku will thank Ayaka for giving her the perfect evening leading to her first time. Bokuto will never shut up about it either until hegets more annoying than Oikawa for Iwaizumi.
I hope you liked this chapter! An important step forward in their relationship! And enxt chapter is... ah... If you're as sensitive as me, prepare the handkerchief, I was very emotional.
I promise Sowlmate will be updated soon, like as soon as I've posted the next chapter, you'll have some of the promised training camp with all the future National team's boys together!
NEXT CHAPTER : THE KING AND HIS ACE
Yours Truly,
May