He just wanted a coffee. That was it. He'd been up till the late hours of the night studying for an exam he had today, he was running late for volleyball practice and at college they make a big deal out of punctuality, especially in sports when you were a starter. All he'd wanted was a fucking coffee god damn it. He didn't want any trouble but this morning the slightest things had spiked his temper to ridiculous degrees.

Kageyama slapped the open the double glass doors sharply and stomped in. Looking back on this moment he should've registered the smug smirk on the stupid cashiers face. It was almost identical to the one Oikawa would wear when he was trying to out do Tobio.

"Get me a Clover." Kageyama snapped as the cashier as he opened his mouth. The cashier threw him a dirty look and held out his hand.

"That'll be seven dollars thanks your majesty." He droned. Kageyama clucked his tongue and glared at the kid in front of him.

"Nan datou!?" He growled

"English kid English, I don't speak your gibberish. Now that'll be eleven dollars." The guy replied. Kageyama slapped his hands down on the counter.

"You just said it was seven dollars." Kageyama yelled. He was so lucky that it was only the two of them in the shop right now.

"Did I? My mistake then, it's eleven dollars. Cough up."

Kageyama shoved his hand into his pocket and fished out his wallet, he shoved seven dollars into the guys' hand and glared at him. He shouldn't have to deal with shit so early in the morning.

"Thank you very much valued customer." He said with a smile as he took his time putting each individual coin into each compartment after looking at each one for longer than necessary. He took his sweet time getting a cup and digging his marker out of his pocket.

"What's your name?" he asked his voice utterly toneless and nuetral, Kageyama twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Kageyama Tobio." He snapped, the guy nodded to himself and muttered something under his breath.

"How do you spell that?" He asked with a smile. Kageyama took a deep, calming, breath.

"K-a-g-e-y-a-m-a -T-o-b-i-o." This person has probably met a lot of people with simple sounding names that have weird spelling that white people seem so fond of. That's why he's asking. He's not purposely driving you insane over a coffee.

"Cool it'll be a few minutes so wait over there." He said pointing his texta to the end of the counter. Kageyama almost glided over to the area labelled waiting bay by a little sing with green writing.

The coffee machine whistled and gargled noisily as the guy worked slowly on his coffee SLOWLY. That didn't stop him from smashing out dragon force on the coffee machine top whilst he was doing it though…

Each minute passing felt like an eternity and god he wished it would end, sooner rather than later, like, now would be nice, if only to stop the guy tapping relentlessly against the stainless steel top of the coffee machine.

"So." Oh god now he's talking to me. "You always act like you own the place you walk in 'King' Kageyama?" He asked. Tobio felt the almost overwhelming urge to hit this guy with his stupid over barring smug confidence, if he spat in the coffee Kageyama was going to kill him.

"You going to answer me your majesty or do you not speak to commoners when you're not giving out orders?"

"Would you shut up and just make my fucking coffee?" Tobio snapped slamming the counter with his palm.

"Hoh~ touchy touchy, I'm just filling the silence." He replied.

"Well don't."

The guy held up his hands for surrender. "Well aren't you a ray of sunshine Kageyama Tobio, oh how I love morning people." Kageyama threw him a scathing glare and the guy gave him a placating smile, "Alright, chill dude, here's your coffee, have a nice day, don't suck out my soul."

"Omaera!"

"English!"

He was so close to vaulting the counter and thrashing the guy and he knew it too, he was smirking at him, god he wanted to strangle the smug bastard till his face was blue, instead he snatched his coffee off the counter and stormed out leaving the snickering cashier behind.

"See ya tomorrow Ou-sama!"

Kageyama slammed the door on his way out; he was not going to address the fact that the shit head cashier was messing with him. He felt lighter though, maybe, if he played his cards right, he could speak Japanese again. The lack of things from home left him feeling rather empty, he'd already crashed once and had no wish to do it again and leave Vin to pick up his pieces.

He spared a glance at his cup and stopped dead in his tracks, his anger flaring up making him want to turn around and throw his coffee in the shitty cashiers face.

'Cargehyahmah Toebeeoh' stared back at him striking the thought of how did he even? followed by another message 'the king'… That was it, next time he saw that shitty cashier he was going to snap his neck. He flipped the cup and his temper lifted almost as if it was never there 'はじめまして' he smiled, the familiar characters making his shitty day brighter by a mile; maybe the guy wasn't so bad after all. He was still going to pick on him a little (lot) when he next saw the guy, especially for purposely fucking up his name to the seventh degree.

He just wanted to go home already.