Yabai Koi Series
A/N: I was in the middle of writing up the fourth chapter, hit a writer's block in the middle of it, and suddenly had an idea for a short one. Nothing serious, just some fluff. AU-ish. Oh, and I think I need to change the rating. to T.
Disclaimer: Haikyu! is not mine.
#4: They could clearly see what he was getting at, except her. But knowing what will happen didn't make it less surprising.
If one were to ask the team how they would describe their Captain, they would give mixed answers. But the popular ones would be cunning, blasé, annoyingly sharp, childish, confident and sometimes dependable.
It wasn't like they didn't respect him as a leader, it was just that at one moment he would act all cool and suddenly spoil the mood by doing or saying completely childish.
Kindaichi wiped off the sheen of sweat on his forehead, turning to Yahaba, who needed some help getting his spikes in. He frowned as he saw the second-year watch the other side of the court, then mumble something under his breath.
"Yahaba-san, what's wrong?"
The brown-haired player jumped a bit as Kindaichi called out to him. "Nah, it's just that they're pissing me off."
The spiker blinked, not really getting what his senior was saying, when Yahaba motioned to where he had been looking at. Their practice match with the school was one suggested by their coaches, and the Seijoh boys knew next to nothing about the school. Apparently they had beaten Date Tech in the prelims and made it until semifinals. They were in separate blocks, so meeting them then was the first time.
"It's Karasuno."
Kindaichi turned to the mentioned team, and when he saw the two managers, he kinda knew what made the sophomore so unsatisfied. "Damn, they've got two girls as their managers."
Yahaba clicked his tongue. "The shorter girl, she's probably a first year. Damn, and she's cute too."
They were watching the Karasuno team warm up, and suddenly an idea struck him. "Hey, Kindaichi, help me out a bit."
Oikawa held in his laughter as he saw how Yahaba's plan to impress the girl failed. The second year was too obvious, in his point of view. If he thought he could get through Karasuno's guards (namely the Libero-kun and Baldy-kun) then he would have to come up with something cunning. Something that he himself was about to do.
He couldn't help the grin on his face.
Iwaizumi smacked the back of his head, jarring his attention from the cute light-haired girl. He rubbed the sore spot, pouting.
"Iwa-chan, cut me some slack."
The ace player gave his captain an annoyed look, holding a volleyball menacingly in one hand. Depending on what Oikawa had to ssay, the ball might end up in his face.
"You're up to something aren't 'cha."
He tilted his head to one side, feigning ignorance. "Hmmm? Whatever do you mean?"
He motioned for Kunimi to toss a ball to him, and hit it towards the ace, momentarily changing the topic. Iwaizumi spiked it as usual, impressing the other team members, and the Karasuno's as well. Oikawa gave a thumbs up.
"Nice one, Iwa-chan."
"If you're trying to change the subject, I'll punch you."
That didn't seem to faze the setter, and he smirked instead, "Do you really wanna know what I'm planning?"
Iwaizumi raised a brow. There was something weird about how his friend sounded. He was sure nothing good will come out of whatever Oikawa was planning, but damn he was curious.
One thing he could say though. The plan must be something stupid.
"I don't know if I want to, but I'm kinda interested now."
"Then punch me, Iwa-chan."
He said it as a matter-of-factly that Iwaizumi had no idea how to react for the first few seconds. What Oikawa said after that pissed him though. "Iwa-chan, you're gonna hurt yourself from thinking too much."
"Oi, you serious? Are you a masochist or what?"
The setter shrugged, and glanced at the girl. Noting that she was jogging towards them to reach some of the Karasuno boys from their side, Oikawa nodded.
"Alright, if you're not gonna punch me then I'll turn to plan B." He winked , "Watch this."
Iwaizumi was still trying to understand what Oikawa meant, when suddenly the Captain started to cover his eyes with his left hand.
"Ah, ouch! Somebody help meee."
If it wasn't for how realistic he looked, anyone could tell that he was just acting from the way he dragged out his speech. But his acting did the job, and caught her eye. She stopped in the middle of the gym and turned to the duo. Her eyes widened and she quickly jogged to him instead, a fresh wet towel in her small hands.
"U-Um, are you okay Oikawa-san?"
Oikawa frowned, and rubbed at an eye, one that was obviously fine. She didn't know though, and carefully touched the hand covering it, as if one wrong move could render him blind or something. Everyone in the gym stopped in their practices when the Seijoh captain said something about how his eye was hurting. For a moment, the pain looked real, even the Seijoh members were starting to panic.
That was until they spotted the small sneaky grin on Oikawa's lips.
They sighed, and resumed their practice as if nothing happened. Not again, geez.
From the corner of his (good) eye, Oikawa could see that he was attracting a little too much attention when Karasuno's captain approached them, trying to help. Geez, the guy was too nice for his own good.
Better act now or he'll miss his chance.
"Ow, ow. It hurts."
"C-Can I take a look?"
Her small hand pulled his hand away from his eye, and he got a good look at the girl. He shortly froze, and noticed that she was actually very cute. Fleetingly he understood why Yahaba was so intent on impressing her. He originally wanted to kiss her cheek, just to stir her up, but his plans changed almost immediately upon seeing her up-close.
"I think something went into my eye."
Soft fingers brushed his cheekbone, trying to find if something went into his eye, as he claimed. When her face came nearer to his, realization washed over Iwaizumi.
Oikawa was going to get slapped for this. Or suspended. Or worse, get hit with a ball. And he wasn't going to save him.
Not that he ever had, really.
Daichi Sawamura was a few meters from them when she opened her mouth to say something. Just when she barely said anything though, Oikawa lowered his head and pressed his lips on hers. He intended for a peck to the lips, but he couldn't find it in himself to pull back just yet. Her lips were soft.
Karasuno's captain stopped immediately, mouth hung open. The other team members were equally surprised. Somewhere in the distance, a ball bounced off the stupefied Libero-kun's head and hit Baldy-kun straight in the face. The loud orange-head stopped jumping in mid air and got himself tangled in the net, and his partner stopped breathing altogether.
Even the Seijoh members stopped moving, with the exception of Yahaba. Poor guy was frozen stiff from the shock.
Iwaizumi was speechless as well.
He knew Oikawa was sometimes unpredictable. That trait of him always led up to trouble. But this, this takes the cake.
And Oikawa was sure taking his sweet time. He cleared his throat when the setter finally pulled back, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Just kidding, manager-san."
His smile widened into a teasing grin as the girl noticed what had transpired between them, eyes widening. It took less than a second for her face to burn up.
"Y-You j-just k-k-kissed-"
She didn't get to finish when a ball, out of nowhere, hit Oikawa squarely in the face.
Oikawa yawned as he sat on the bench outside the convenience store, the light from store behind him casting a shadow on the empty road. He flinched as he felt the sting underneath the patch stuck on his right cheek, and was reminded of the after-school practice match with Karasuno. His mouth turned down when he remembered the ruined moment just after he kissed Hitoka-chan (he managed to learn her name from the conversations she had with the members) and the ball that Mizoguchi-kun all but slammed into his face.
He didn't know what was so wrong about kissing a perfectly pretty girl.
The plastic bag he was carrying rustled as he changed hands. He was reminded of the tampons in the plastic bag, and wondered if it was normal for big sisters to ask their brothers to buy women products.
"E-Eh? Oikawa-san…"
His ears perked up as he heard that familiar voice, and slowly he turned around. She had just stepped out of the convenience store, and as the automatic doors closed behind her, the air conditioner from the inside escaped and gently blew against her back. A plastic bag hung on her small hand, and she used the other to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. She smiled at him, and she must have remembered the incident earlier when suddenly her cheeks blushed. The light from the store bounced off the fabric of her pink parka, creating a soft glow around her.
He couldn't help but be awed at how his heart thumped when she saw her. She was only in a pair of pink sweatpants and a matching parka over a plain yellow t-shirt, but she was oddly pleasing to his eyes. He had no choice but to smile back, stinging cheek be damned.
"Hello there, Hitoka-chan."
He motioned for her to sit next to him, and after she hesitated for a moment or two, she finally sat next to him. The few inches of gap between them was the only wall between them at that time, and Oikawa found out that she really was a small person. She was playing with her fingers, thinking of what to say when he spoke up first.
"You were surprised weren't you. About what happened earlier."
Hitoka looked up from her fingers, and nodded. "I-I was… I mean you s-suddenly… did something like that."
Oikawa found that her blushing cheeks were something that he liked, and wouldn't mind being the cause of. "Hm… I guess I'm sorry for surprising you."
She laughed, "Apology accepted."
Her laughter gradually stopped when she noticed the white patch on his cheeks, and brushed her fingers over it. "Does it hurt?"
He grinned, "Uh-huh. It does. Will you kiss the pain away?"
She was taken aback at the sudden request, and just like before, her cheeks reddened. "Wh-What? Eh?"
Oikawa continued, mischievous brown eyes challenging her, "I am sorry for surprising you, but I wasn't sorry for kissing you that is. I did it on purpose."
Hitoka covered her cheeks with her hands, willing them to cool down. "Wh-Why w-w-would you want to ki-kiss me?"
It was as of it was the most sensible thing to say when he smiled. "Because I like you."
His smile widened when her eyes dropped involuntarily to stare at his mouth.
"Hitoka-chan."
She blinked, and looked up only to find his face approaching hers. He was about to kiss her when she pressed her palm against his mouth. "B-But! I-I don't know how to kiss!"
The girl could feel her stomach doing back-flips when she felt his smile on her skin. His larger hand easily removed her hands away, and the next thing she knew, his lips were pressed to hers.
He intended to pull back after a peck, just to get her flustered, but when he felt her eyelashes tickle his skin, he tilted his head instead so he could kiss her better. The stinging on his cheek faded as he felt her relax, and gently he cupped her cheek in his hand. The plastic bag he had been holding was dropped somewhere, -he couldn't bring himself to care, really- and he wrapped an arm around her small waist to bring her closer.
She was small, and soft.
It was when she curled her fingers into his chest did he finally decide to pull away. If he didn't, he wouldn't know if he could have stopped. Probably not, he thought as he saw the pretty blush on her cheeks. He didn't want to scare her, because he was starting to scare himself. Whatever that was supposed to start as a joke, backfired at him. Who knew the moment he kissed her in that gym, it felt as if everything about her felt right.
"Hey, go out with me."
She bit her lip, and before he could say it again, she meekly nodded. "I-If you're okay with me."
He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding before. "Believe me, Hitoka-chan. You're more than okay."
This was it, he would go about things as properly as he could after this. Get her to smile more, to laugh more. And he was fine with getting hit by Mizoguchi's spikes if he could kiss her as much as he wanted.
But his cheek still stung.