Ayee. Just in case you didn't know, I re-wrote the whole thing, meaning chapter one is different from the original, so if you have read the original and not the re-written one, go read it first. Lol. Thank you for the support, loves. MuchLove!

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

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"SISTER?!" Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Kageyama chorused in disbelief. The others stared at the orange-haired male.

Tsukishima snickered. "How come your hair isn't pink?"

Hinata blushed, spluttering, "I-I don't know!"

"Now, now. Continue with training." Coach Ukai intervened, blowing his whistle.

And so, they did.

It was after training, when they were all sitting on the floor, when their club adviser, Takeda-sensei, announced;

"Apparently, Nekoma and Fukurodani are representatives for the nationals," Some cheered at this, "We've been invited to join their training in Tokyo."

Kageyama raised his hand to ask a question.

"What is it, Kageyama-kun?"

He stood up to answer, "But wouldn't that put us at a disadvantage? What if we play against them?"

Takeda-sensei smiled, "Don't worry about that, I'm sure you guys would be able to handle them in no time. Besides," He fixed his glasses, "A certain group of alumni from a different school is going to help us."

"When is it?" Sugawara asked.

"Tomorrow."

They all glanced at each other.

Then Daichi stood up, bowing slightly. "Thank you very much!" The others followed his actions.

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They were walking home.

"You never told us you had a sister." Kageyama said, looking at Hinata.

Hinata grinned sheepishly. "I didn't think it was important."

Tanaka joined the conversation. "With a sister like that, it's definitely important!" Nishinoya nodded.

"Well, I didn't know she was here in the first place." Hinata replied, looking down.

"What do you mean?" Nishinoya asked. The other two looking curious as they looked at Hinata from the corner of their eyes.

"She transferred to the US for a while, and occasionally sent us letters.. She didn't tell us she was going back." The others must have understood that he didn't like talking about it, so they didn't say anything afterwards.

They all resumed to walking in silence, only speaking up to bid the other farewell as they parted ways.

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Hinata opened the door to his home, "I'm home!" He was greeted by his mom and little sister. He looked at his mom in question.

"Where's Sakura-nee?"

His mother smiled slightly. "She went out for a bit, said she wanted to get used to being here again." Hinata thanked her, then proceeded to his room in thought.

It was hours later, when there was a knock on his door, snapping him out of his thoughts. He didn't realize how much time has passed since he was in thought, but realized after looking at the time that it was already midnight.

Saying a "Come in" to whoever was on the other side of his door, the person opened it.

Sakura-nee.

"What's up, brat?" The pink-haired female grinned.

He jumped up, practically throwing himself at the pinkette, hugging her. "How come you didn't tell us you were coming back?" His voice was slightly muffled against the pinkette's chest.

The girl twitched, removing the male from her person. "I told okaa-san."

"Eh?!" The male exclaimed. "She didn't tell me!"

The girl put a hand on her hip. "No wonder she made me deliver your lunch.." She sighed, then, "Anyways, you joined volleyball, huh?"

And they sat on his bed, talking about what they've been up to since their last time together.

"And when I spike, it goes woosh! Then bam!" He told the pinkette, swishing his arm around, to which the girl giggled.

"Then- Hey, wait, where do you study?" He asked his sister. "I heard from Asahi-san that you went to a school called Konoha High, but where is that located? And why didn't you go to Karasuno instead?"

The pinkette ruffled his orange hair. "How about you go to sleep? It's already late, don't you have practice tomorrow?"

Hinata crossed his arms over his chest, pouting at how the girl ignored his questions, but didn't dwell in it. She probably has reasons as to why she dodged the questions. "We're going to Tokyo tomorrow."

The pinkette seemed surprised. "Oh?"

Hinata nodded. "We're training with the other schools there, like Nekoma and Fukurodani. But sensei said there was going to be some alumni helping us."

The girl looked to be in thought. "Well then, good luck." She stood up, ruffling his hair once more before she left the room, the male watching her as she left.

You'll need it. The pinkette inwardly smirked, going to her room.

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"Tokyo! Tokyo! Tokyo!" Hinata chanted, as he and the others were riding a bus on the way to their destination.

"I searched about Konoha High." Their coach spoke up, his words immediately catching their attention.

"It's located at Tokyo. Apparently, it's a new school, although it's actually just a branch school." They were confused.

"Eh?" Tanaka voiced out.

Their coach explained. "Konoha High is a branch school of Fire High from the States. A school for transferees from Japan. Konoha High isn't the only branch here, since I've heard there were other schools like Suna High and Iwa High that just opened up somewhere."

Kageyama glanced at Hinata, who looked surprised by the news. Didn't he know where his sister studied?

"What's so special about the school?" Their assistant manager, Yachi, asked.

"It's a school that only accepts athletic and intelligent students."

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They were greeted by the captains of Nekoma and Fukurodani the moment they stepped out of the bus.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Bokuto greeted them, waving. His usual partner, Akaashi, nodding in greeting.

Kuroo walked over to them, Kenma in tow, playing on his phone. "The alumni aren't here yet, so we have some time to play." He smirked, motioning for them to follow him as they went to the gym of the unfamiliar place.

Some gaped at how big the school was, "Where are we?" Hinata asked in awe.

"Konoha High." Kenma answered, eyes still locked on the screen of his phone.

So this is Konoha High.. The team thought.

Bokuto spoke up from where he was behind them. "We were surprised too. For a new school, their buildings sure are big." The others nodded at his words in agreement.

They passed by a few students who looked at them in curiosity. The others looked back, noting that their uniform was different from all the other uniforms they've seen, colored green and white.

Nishinoya and Tanaka were practically drooling at how cute the girls were as they passed them, greeting them. The girls looking amused at their antics.

"We're here." They stopped at a large building.

This is their gym? Daichi thought, amazed at the size.

Going inside, they were greeted by the other members of the teams from Nekoma and Fukurodani, and the other teams from different schools.

"So.. When will the alumni come?" Their coach asked, whistling as he took in his surroundings. The gym was wide.

Kuroo opened his mouth to reply, only to be cut-off by an unfamiliar voice behind them.

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear." They turned around, only to be greeted by an unusual looking group, their uniforms looking alike to what they've seen from the students they passed, with a slight difference; A red cloud beside their school's insignia. A tall guy with blue hair being the one who spoke.

The gym was silent as they took in the group's appearance.

A blue haired guy, his black orbs glancing around, taking in the teams, grinning.

A long haired blonde male with his hair tied up, blue orbs glinting in excitement, also grinning.

A guy with long hair tied at the end, red orbs scrutinizing them, straight faced.

A redhead with brown eyes, looking bored as he glanced around, frowning.

A guy with slicked back silver hair, fuchsia eyes glaring at them, scowling.

A guy wearing a bandana with tattoos that looked like scars, a mask covering half of his face, his dark green eyes looked at them blankly.

A guy with spiked black hair, wearing a medical mask and his other eyes hidden by an eyepatch, his visible eye betraying mischievousness.

A guy with green hair, his other side of the body looking tanner than the other, his golden orbs looking around, also frowning.

And, who seemed to be their coach, judging by the whistle around his neck, a guy with orange hair with piercings everywhere, gray eyes looking around, straight faced.

And lastly, probably their manager, the only female, purple hair and auburn eyes, smiling slightly.

The occupants of the room didn't know what to say, the majority of the males of the group were tall, the guy with the eyepatch being the only exception, with only the difference of a few inches.

The silence was cut-off by Hinata, who bounded up to them, or specifically, the tallest male; the blue-haired.

"How tall are you?" Hinata asked, barely reaching the other male's chest.

The blue-haired seemed stunned, before grinning widely, "195 cm, shrimp."

"In the 190s.." Hinata sulked, being pulled back by the collar of his club jacket by his team captain who apologized profusely to the other male who waved it off.

Then Kuroo spoke up. "So, you guys are the alumni?"

The blonde was the one to answer, "Something like that, yeah."

"Huh?" Daichi asked.

"In the States, we're called Seniors, 4th years. We aren't exactly alumni. But here in Japan, I guess you can say that." The green haired explained, his voice changing tones in some words.

"We're known as the Akatsuki."

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Was it good? Bad? Well, thoughts are welcome. MuchLove.