Ushijima tightened his shoelaces and looked at Oikawa.

"Do you really want to spend the rest of Sunday, doing nothing?" he asked in disbelief. "You're wasting your potential as a setter." He added while picking his bag up and slinging it over his shoulder. The taller male eyed Oikawa with disappointment before shaking his head and leaving. Kuroo followed his roommate's silhouette with his eyes until the door slammed close. When he and Oikawa was left alone, Kuroo sighs.

"He keeps trying to force you to play. Why not give it a chance? Don't you miss the stingy feeling on your palm when you –"

"Stop it." Oikawa cuts the black-haired male off. "Ushiwaka knows that once I made up my mind, I wouldn't change it. He's just one annoying, determined idiot... How can he keep forcing me to play? He's been doing that for half a year now!" Oikawa kicked his blankets off and stared at the underside of the bed above him. He then groans and clenches his jaw in frustration.

"You know, you wouldn't be so pissed off if you had an outlet for that anger." Kuroo grinned slyly before staring at the brunette. "You know what I'm talking about. I'm saying, you should try fighting with me and Ushiwaka, just one set." Kuroo motioned for one.

The two male looked at each other before Oikawa flips Kuroo off. "Quit it out! My education and health is more important than something as small that!" he exclaimed then throws a pillow at Kuroo's face. The black-haired male scoffs and grabs a pillow from Ushijima's bed and hurls it towards Oikawa's head, making the brunette shout.

"Oi, pretty face. If you don't want to play, then don't! Just don't make the mistake to call volleyball as something 'small!'" Kuroo yells before grabbing another pillow from Ushijima's bed and chucking it at Oikawa. He then exits the room with his sports bag and slams the door behind him.

Oikawa bit his lips in irritation and makes a annoyed face. He clicks his tongue and sits on his bed, gazing at him and his roommates' messy room.

All of a sudden, his phone rings and when he picks it up, Oikawa grins.

Nagishima stood beside a bench, not wanting to sit because a man who was sitting on it placed a huge teddy bear beside him. The black-haired girl though that maybe he wanted to give it to his girlfriend so she kept her distance away from the stranger.

Out of the blue, someone hangs their arm over Nagishima's shoulder and when she looks to her left, she sees Oikawa grinning his usual charming smile.

"Do you like slinging your arm over me that much?" she asks while attempting to push the college male away.

"When someone's shorter than you, they can be used as a good armrest." Oikawa informs while scanning the shorter girl's outfit. He snorts and covers his eyes before lowering it again. "Are you trying a 90s style? What's with that clothes?" he pulls away from Nagishima and narrowed his eyes while observing the female.

"I look good, right? Saikane told me I look cute in anything." Nagishima replied while dusting off her red button-up. Oikawa shakes his head when he hears what she said. The male brunette starts wondering who Saikane was but pushed it away when he recalls one thing. Feigning pain, Oikawa pouted.

"Rino, your cousin and Ushiwaka tried to force me to do something I don't want to!"

Nagishima eyed the taller male with an expressionless face. Oikawa's tone of voice sounded so much like a female high school girl that was whining about her boyfriend and it disturbed Nagishima. Gulping and looking around, she sees some men look at Oikawa with an undescribed look on their face.

Returning her gaze at her senior, Nagishima asks in a hushed tone, "Are you sure you're not gay?"

"Why are you asking that?" Oikawa questioned.

"Your voice earlier and the fact that men are looking at you like they admire you... or something like that." Nagishima responded, earning a haughty laugh from the brunette.

"I don't need to swing the other way to attract fellow men. This face gets all the ladies and gentlemen in the yard!" Oikawa pushes his hair back and winks at Nagishima. "I'm too handsome and it's killing me." He adds.

The black-haired girl gulped and simply nodded at what the male brunette said. "I don't really get him but I'll just nod so he wouldn't say something like that again." She thought to herself.

"By the way, Rino, when I was in high school, I still receive flowers and chocolates from men." Oikawa prided while checking his phone for a message. When he sees one, he taps on it and reads it. Smirking suddenly, Oikawa glances at Nagishima.

"Let's finish this before 5 in the evening. I need to do something at that time." Oikawa muttered before pushing his phone on his pocket. He then walks ahead of the high school girl and looks back to motion for her to follow him, which Nagishima did.

As the two walked, Nagishima observed the girls that passed by with a flushed face. She wondered why they blushed whenever her and Oikawa would walk pass them but after much thinking, Nagishima realizes that it's the man beside her. Knowing the answer, she pushes the thought away and recalled what Oikawa said earlier.

"Oikawa... san. About what you said earlier, why did you say that Tetsurou tried to force you to do something? I'm pretty sure my cousin isn't like that, Ushijima-san doesn't seem to be like that as well." Nagishima said.

Oikawa inhaled deeply when he recalls his problem earlier. He grumbles and huffs in irritation before peering at the shorter girl to his right. Seeing her seemingly unbothered and naive face, Oikawa wondered if he could squeeze –

"No way. I can't do that. Even I know that, that's something only couples would do." Oikawa thought to himself before sighing.

"Do you want to know? If I tell you, what would you do?" The brunette questioned as he kept his gaze fixated on the girl beside him.

"Try to help if I can. Leave it if I can't." Nagishima answered. She thought about her cousin and frowned when his name was put together with the word forced. "But he did force me to learn Taekwondo before so maybe he actually did force Oikawa into doing something?" Nagishima pondered while eyeing the blue skies. She bit the inside of her cheeks when she recalls that one time with Kuroo.

"I take my words back. Tetsurou can force someone if he wants it." Nagishima said out loud, an evident displeasure was heard on her voice. Oikawa contemplated on the black-haired girl's reaction but pushed it away when he notices that it's none of his business.

"My two roommates made me upset today." The brunette stopped in front of Nagishima. "Cheer me up." He says, testing out if the younger girl will figure out that she's being flirted. Oikawa waited for a response and stood patiently.

Hearing her senior's words, Nagishima pulled her string bag to her chest and pulled out a piece of chocolate-flavored candy. She grabs the taller male's palm bravely and puts the candy in his hand before closing his palm.

"When a kid is sad and you want to comfort them, the first thing you do is ask them what made them cry." Nagishima said while pushing Oikawa's hands in his chest. "If they don't tell you the problem, then it wouldn't be fixed." She pauses and gazes up at the brunette with a sincere look. "You know what I mean, right?" she asks before smiling softly and letting go of the college male's hands.

Oikawa blinked as he grasped what the younger girl said to him. He looked at her with uncertainty as he recalls that he's supposed to be leading the girl on. Recoiling at the reminder, Oikawa stared at Nagishima with a slight worry before assuring himself that he'll be fine.

Nagishima wouldn't know his intentions so it's fine.

With a deep inhalation, Oikawa smiles. "Ushiwaka and Kuroo told me to play volleyball again. I don't want to though." He steps ahead and starts strolling around the park.

"You play volleyball? Let me guess, you're a setter, aren't you?" Nagishima mused out loud as she caught up to the older male. When Oikawa hears her words, he halts and gawks at her. "How did you know? Did you watch me before? Are you a fan?" he asked with a confident and satisfied look on his face. Seeing his expression, Nagishima didn't have the heart to say no so she just nods.

"I'll just say yes to that." The black-haired girl retorts. "Why did you stop? Do you not like it anymore? Do you hate volleyball?" Nagishima grilled.

The former setter can't help but feel a bit regretful for his decisions. "Of course not! I've played it for a long time and I even broke my knee for it! How can I hate it easily?" he whined as he narrowed his eyes at the girl beside him.

"How can you quit it easily if you don't hate it?"

The two stopped talking after Nagishima said that. Oikawa gaped at the younger girl like she's a monk who spit out a random word of wisdom for the day that somehow fitted his situation. Gasping at how insightful the high school girl's words was, Oikawa can't help but reconsider his decisions.

"If I play volleyball again..." he mutters and frowns when he recalls why he stopped. He waves his hands as if he's trying to erase the thought in his head and frowns at Nagishima.

"Don't try to convince me! You should be on my side! I'm really down right now!" Oikawa whined childishly before slinging his left arm at Nagishima's shoulders and pinching on her cheeks with his right hand. "I told you what made me sad so you should try cheering me up!" he demanded while Nagishima tapped on his arm as if she was tapping out from a fight.

"How can you put me in a headlock after I've been hit in the jaw by an opponent last Friday?" the black-haired girl spoke while trying to break free.

"Really? You actually got hit in the jaw? Wow, look at you being manly!" Oikawa releases the younger girl and proceeds to pinch her in the cheeks with both of his hands. When he gazes at Nagishima's eyes, he catches what he's doing and his smile drops as hard as his motivation to return to playing volleyball.

Remembering his thoughts from earlier, Oikawa can't help but grin with fulfilment knowing that he somehow squeezed the younger girl's cheeks in a way that they wouldn't look like a couple.

"I've actually did it." Oikawa mumbled, further confusing Nagishima. "I squeezed your cheeks." He smiled like he did something good with his life. Nagishima sent him a look of disapproval before holding the older male's hands, to the surprise of the male.

Then in a sudden moment, Nagishima tightened her hold on the brunette's wrist yet not letting go.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Let go!" Oikawa yelped in pain as he pulled away from the black-haired female's clutches. He shoots a glare at the girl who was smiling innocently. "You hurt me! What's wrong with you?" he grilled while massaging his wrist.

"Don't do that again. Only couples do that." Nagishima informed.

"Since you said that, I'll keep doing it!" Oikawa replied in a mischievous tone of voice.

"Do it. I swear, someone's wrist will break." Nagishima warned.

The two argued light-heartedly while roaming the park. Unbeknownst to them, a lady was looming near them with an angry look on her face.

"Tooru, you damn flirt!" the lady yelled as she ran towards Oikawa who gasps after seeing her. Yanking Nagishima's wrist this time, he pulls her close to him before running with the younger girl.

The unfortunate young girl was dragged into a problem that will soon break her heart. Observing the female stranger's face, Nagishima was left with no choice. She has to run or else she might get skinned alive.

Nagishima doesn't know why but she feels that one quote is extremely appropriate at the moment she's experiencing right now. If she remembers it clearly, it's something about hell and women. Looking back at the female stranger for the second time and seeing her red heels that she somehow was able to run while wearing it, Nagishima remembers the quote.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

A/N:

Tuturu!

It's her! The girl finally made an action!

By the way, if you think that this story would go full-blown angst... maybe? I'm still not sure but I want to maintain the comedy in this story because apparently, I like comedy in stories and I alos like sit-coms so hopefully, if I don't screw up, this would remain as romance-comedy.

About this chapter, let's just say that I'm very pleased by how smooth I wrote it. In just one sitting, I created a chapter that showed Tooru and the fact that he quit volleyball. So... I actually finished the chapter where he'd fix the problem and I hope I didn't make a mistake in that chapter.

Anyway, I hope you like this chapter and if you do like it, please wish me happiness! Thank you for reading it!