The ride there was surprisingly….not insane? Shiori expected everyone to be bouncing around from seat to seat until the Coach screamed at them to sit still for more than five seconds at a time, but it went very smoothly. But then again, it was really just a training camp for the regulars and some of the first stringers so it wasn't hard to keep track of everyone. The rest either couldn't get permission to take off or decided not to go, which was their choice. This trip would be hell.
Himuro sat beside Shiori the whole ride there, Atsushi mooched snacks off Chieko while Fukui tried, and failed, to get Eri to teach him more acrobatics. Apparently she decided to do this as a vacation from Gymnastics—as much as she enjoyed the sport, taking a break was nice now and then.
To literally everyone's surprise, Hotaru and Okamura spent the whole ride just….talking, mostly about animals, but it was amazing such a cute girl was talking to such a gorilla—at least that's how Fukui put it. Shiori thought it was sweet, but she still felt bad because it felt like Ayano was pretty left out, she had the only empty seat and had been fiddling with that camera the whole way there, not speaking a word or even looking at anyone really. Himuro told her he just didn't think she was a very social person, but no one was even trying to talk to her and that made her feel worse.
She mostly didn't go because Himuro kept his arm tightly around her waist, but also because Ayano scared Shiori slightly.
After the long train ride and then the longer bus ride, they arrived at the training camp just before dusk. "Ah I am so sore…"Eri grumbled, stretching out her near painfully flexible body by stretching her leg behind her head and pulling on it—Chieko rubbed her thigh as if she felt the pain in it just from watching. "I'd recommend some stretches before bed, but at the same time I am too tired to give a damn what you boys do." Coach Araki yawned and Shiori quietly giggled at her Coach but nodded her head all the same.
"So just as a reminder, we're splitting the building with the volleyball team Nekoma, they live closer so I am sure they're already here and settled in so don't be surprised if you see some guys you don't recognize wondering around." Shiori chimed as they walked up the steps to the mildly large beach side building—it looked like there was an inside gym, that was good.
As soon as the door opened though Shiori's face bumped into something soft and bouncy—the team nearly popped a nosebleed.
The woman was as tall as Himuro with quite the curvaceous body, nothing like Chieko's cup size but still larger than Shiori's and that was enough to make her dislike the woman beside landing face first into her loosely covered breasts. Slender calves led up to firm curvy tanned thighs clad in very short shorts that Ayano was pretty sure were running shorts a size too small, plus those shoes looked to be running shoes but she wasn't a sport expert so she could be wrong. The plain white tank top she wore had a mildly deep scoop neck that still made certain Shiori felt her soft skin—poor thing.
Over all that though was a red and black jersey that was far too big for her to be hers.
Feline like deep golden hues were partially hidden behind raven bang that messily hung over them, the rest of her thigh length raven hair was tied back but it was layered around her face so it looked like she actually had shoulder length black hair if you didn't notice the pony tail.
Looking like this—she looked like an amazon, a lean but curvy body just lightly tanned to make her skin look gently kissed by the sun.
Finally after a moments silence the woman pulled what looked to be a wireless ear bud from her ear and she yanked Shiori's head back by her hair making her yelp, face beat red from embarrassment as those cat like golden hues narrowed with a small grin forming upon once pursed lips. "At least you're cute." Was the first thing out of her mouth and Fukui and Okamura were the first ones to pop nosebleeds—many of the first stringers followed.
"Oh my god I am so sorry!" Shiori finally spluttered out as the woman released her and leaned on her left leg, jutting out her hip casually yet so temptingly. "No worries, you must be those basketball players—Yosen was it? Nekomata-Sensei wants to see your Coach, they're probably still drinking in the cafeteria right now….I am going out on a run before bed however—otherwise I'd show ya around. Just head down the hall and take a left, you should be able to hear them considering how inebriated they were." Laughing to herself, she waved the team's stunned expressions off and slipped past them—that was when Himuro noticed the number on the back of her Jersey.
"Are you the Captain of Nekoma?" He asked, not believing it but decided to ask just in case. Stopping, she looked over her shoulder and rolled her eyes. "No—but my stupid boyfriend is and this is comfortable. Oh, my apologies my name is Kurosawa Sayaka by the way. I am Nekoma's manager." With that, she flashed the angry looking Coach a peace sign and started off on a jog.
Atsushi was lucky Chieko hadn't caught him staring at her ass like the rest of the team; she would have injured him severely.
"We're getting off on a great start." Coach Araki groaned quietly, rubbing her temple before smacking a student upside the head for nearly drooling on himself while he watched Sayaka's ass vanish in the distance. "Just freaking amazing." Shiori muttered bitterly and only grumbled in response to Himuro's one armed hug and sympathetic smile.
He kind of enjoyed that, to be honest.
Fukui still couldn't figure out why Sayaka looked so damn familiar though….
Finding them was easy, they could hear the old man laughing drunkenly through the double doors that led into a large cafeteria and inside were two old men drinking beer happily and a very small boy playing a video game curled up on a chair as fart down the table he could get away from the two. Looked like he dyed his hair blonde at one point and then allowed his original black hair color to grow back in and Himuro was certain he heard Atsushi mumble something about pudding but decided not to think much of it—the kid was wearing a Nekoma jersey, but not the number Sayaka wore.
"Ahahahahaha! You must be the Lady Coach from Yosen! Come have a drink with us, Kenma go show the kids to their rooms for the night while the adults talk!" The old man Shiori was pretty sure was Nekomata-Sensei from the almost feline grin he wore laughed at the small boy and he lifted his head with a tired sigh, clearly looking unhappy with having been stuck with the two drunken men but all the same he nodded and walked over to their group. "Good luck Coach." Shiori whispered to Araki, who merely grumbled before joining the table.
"Follow me…." Shiori looked down at the boy, wondering if this was a middle school team briefly, before she led the group back out into the hall. "You're Kenma-San? I am Shinju Shiori, Yosen's manager." She said as she joined his side, smiling down at him politely but Kenma seemed to have trouble making direct eye contact, but he did offer a slight smile and a nod of the head. "Nice to meet you Shinju-San…I am Kenma…Kenma Kozume, Nekoma's Setter…." Shiori knew a little of Volleyball and recalled that the setter was like the point guard for basketball as she thought over it some. "Has the rest of your team already settled in for the evening, Kenma-San?" Himuro asked casually and the small boy looked over his shoulder briefly and nodded.
"We've mostly settled in, I mean Kuroo's probably the only one awake right now…." He trailed off and Chieko blinked softly. "Kuroo's your Captain?" She asked because if she was that girl's boyfriend and knew she looked like that right now—she would be far from sleepy.
"Yeah….You met Sayaka-Chan, didn't you?" Kenma was pretty perceptive, Chieko mused silently and nodded her head but Shiori was the one that spoke. "She was….nice, just said she liked her boyfriend's jersey. We thought the team was a girls' team briefly is all." Shiori laughed awkwardly and when Fukui saw Kenma look at her like she was lying, he laughed. "She said something rude about Kuroo right? They're not getting along very well right now…." That made so much sense to Shiori—well, sort of. At least she knew why Sayaka seemed pissed at her boyfriend, at least.
"Oh I see." Shiori didn't want to pry too much, it wasn't her business.
"Here's your team's room." Kenma suddenly stopped and Himuro nearly bumped right into the small boy before looking up at the door he was pointing too, then noticed movement and further down the hall was a man anxiously looking down at his phone while he more than likely was texting someone. His hair stuck up on one side so much it looked like he was in a state of perpetual bed head and fringe that fell over his right eye mostly, he stood a little bit taller than Himuro and was more built than him despite still being quite lanky as well, he wore red shorts and a black t-shirt.
"Thanks Kenma-San." Himuro said softly, looking away from the clearly irritated man to smile at the shorter male. Kenma avoided eye contact but nodded his head some as most of the team went inside already, Hotaru giving them a shy but cheerful goodnight while Chieko merely waved them off casually making Atsushi snicker down at her before bending over to get inside of the room.
"Good night Shiori-Chan." Himuro gave the girl a soft kiss to her cheek that made her face turn a vibrant red, a little more aware that the man down the hall was watching them now. "G-Good night Tatsuya…" She said quietly, ignoring Eri's quiet snicker, and smiled at the dark haired male before he slid the door shut behind him.
"Your room is the next hall over…." Kenma said quietly, walking them down toward Mister Bed-Head, something Chieko decided to dub him until she knew otherwise.
"Hey Kenma, stuck being the tour guide?" He snickered as they passed by and Kenma sent him a sharp look. "Shut up Kuroo…." Hearing the name Shiori blinked and looked up at the man and stared into his feline narrowed eyes and he looked back at her with a toothy grin.
"….Most people don't answer texts while they're jogging, if you're trying to talk to Kurosawa-San…." The Yosen girl's turned toward Ayano when she finally spoke, looking quite indifferent herself as she stared at the now rather squirmy Kuroo. "….Yeah…." He muttered, shoving his phone in his shorts pocket and then went into the room he'd been standing outside of, slamming the sliding door rather loudly.
"He seems….nice?" Shiori offered and Kenma didn't speak as Chieko rolled her eyes. "I guess it's true, hot guys always date hot girls." Eri sighed dramatically before Ayano let out a quiet sigh.
"Let's continue with this tour." Ayano said dryly, not fazed by Hotaru hiding behind her when she heard the startling slam. She really was like a damn mouse sometimes.
Kenma led them to a large room with several roll out beds set up for them already, which was really nice, but one of them had a Nekoma bag sitting beside it. "You'll be sharing with Sayaka-Chan, good luck." Kenma said plainly, then turned on his heels and slipped through the girls to head back to the boy's room.
"He's cute but so apathetic." Chieko grumbled as she chose a spot furthest from everyone—habit, Shiori tended to cuddle in her sleep. "I am more worried about Kurosawa-San shoving her tits in Shiori's face." Eri snickered as she settled into her spot in the middle of the room, stretching out on the roll out bed with a sigh. "Thanks for your sympathies." Shiori drawled sarcastically, Eri flashing her a peace sign before letting out a yawn. "I should really change but I am so sleepy…." The small woman muttered quietly while the others all finished unrolling their beds and settling in themselves.
"It really wasn't much of a tour; I don't know where the hell the bathrooms are." Chieko grumbled as she pulled out a bag of chips and started munching on that.
"I think Murasakibara-Kun is rubbing off on you…." Shiori said quietly, and was likely ignored considering she saw her eye twitch when she said that.
It wasn't more than a half an hour later when Sayaka returned, fresh from her work out a she had a towel around her neck, her shirt was damp and her lightly tanned skin was glistening with sweat. "Eh?" She pulled out an ear bud, looking a little surprised at the PJ clad Yosen girl's in her room. "I wasn't told I'd be sharing a room….Well, damn." Sayaka sighed, ignoring the looks of indignation on some of the girl's faces and walked over to her bed and grabbed some clean clothes—and then walked right back out.
"….Okay, she's a bit of a bitch." Shiori said bluntly, and suddenly everyone started laughing because no one expected Shiori to say something so rude and it was perfect.
"What?" Of course, Shiori herself looked pretty lost at their reactions.
When Sayaka returned she was wearing sweat pants and a loose T-shirt, towel hanging around her neck and hair damp from her shower she sauntered in and smiled at them. "Sorry, I was a little bitchy before, been a long ass day." With that, she plopped down on her bed and rubbed the water from her ears with a soft hum.
"Ah it's okay, we have those moments." Shiori said amiably, and Sayaka offered an award winning smile. "Thanks for understanding, so what are your names?" Sayaka chirped, suddenly quite friendly now that she's cooled off in the shower it seemed.
After a quick introduction, minus Eri who was passed out already but Shiori introduced her, Sayaka hummed. "Nice to meet you all, it's nice to see Yosen has some cute girls amongst them." Grinning at them, Shiori flushed and Sayaka barked out a laugh before shaking her head. "Don't worry, I am straight as can be but it's so much to fool around with others don't you think?" Before anyone replied, her phone dinged and she checked it briefly before stuffing it under her pillow with a grumble.
"Sorry." Waving her hand dismissively at Shiori's concerned look, Sayaka flopped back on the pillow with a grin.
"So did my cousin show you around properly or did he just take you to your rooms and slip off?" At their bewildered expressions, Sayaka laughed. "Kozume is my cousin, hard to see any resemblance because he ended up so damn short and dyed his hair. But back when we were kids, we looked so much alike people thought we were siblings." Sayaka laughed softly and laid her head back down on her pillow, stretching out that body lazily.
"You share the same eyes." Ayano said quietly and Sayaka blinked those feline like golden orbs and then grinned slightly. "Nice eye, photographer are you?" She sat up and Ayano looked up some toward the woman. "Did the camera give it away?" She replied sarcastically and the raven haired woman grinned slightly, tucking some of her layered hair strands behind her ear. "Confirmed it, I work with photographers a lot you have to have a good eye to do the job." Ayano raised a brow in reply before it seemed to have donned on her and Hotaru looked a tad bit confused like the rest.
"What is it?" She asked the photographer and the tall woman grinned.
"She's a model." Ayano said quietly, pulling out her phone and Chieko rolled her eyes—flopping back on her bed with a grunt. "Of course she is!" Sayaka merely laughed at her reaction while Ayano googled her.
"That's right, I've been featured in Vivi, covered for Seventeen and done several sports and cosplay magazines. I've even done a couple shoots with Kise Ryouta." The familiar name made Shiori blink softly before she rubbed her face. "Wow, that's impressive." She mused softly and Ayano stared down at a picture Hotaru decided to peek at.
It was a good picture; Sayaka was sitting with her feet propped up and legs crossed while bracing herself back on her hands. The picture was taken at a sideways angle, and her long raven hair had let loose but styled so it would lie behind her like a cape. Her outfit was faded jeans that hugged her shapely legs perfectly with a leather zip up shirt that had sleeves made of black lace designed to look like flowers. The shirt was unzipped some to reveal the white lace shirt underneath that modestly covered her chest but it wasn't hard to tell she was endowed.
Narrowed feline golden hues were narrowed on the camera like a cat stalking her prey, and Hotaru blinked rapidly in surprise. "Pretty." Ayano tucked her phone away and glanced up at Sayaka. "Not a hair out of place." She said indifferently and Sayaka chuckled softly before allowing her eyes to draw back to Shiori. "You know, you'd make a pretty model especially with that hair. You should join me during a shoot sometime." Shiori's face burned and she shook her head quickly.
"Oh no, no offense but I could never put myself out there it'd be far too embarrassing." She said modestly and Sayaka grinned slightly. "Ya never know, once you start you'll never stop." She cooed but Shiori didn't say anything, absentmindedly she played with her silver hair before Sayaka noticed the time on her phone.
"Well ladies, we all have to get up early tomorrow and help prepare breakfast for the boys. At least I won't be stuck doing it with boys that don't know their way around the kitchen anymore." With that they all settled in, Hotaru wondering how deep a sleeper Eri could be to have slept through all that laughing and teasing, but didn't dwell on it as she fell into a deep sleep of her own.
Morning came earlier for the girls than it did for the boys because they had to make breakfast for everyone including themselves. It wasn't that bad, Sayaka was pretty damn fast at it too. She chopped up the veggies at rapid speed while Shiori cooked them and Hotaru prepared the rice. Chieko was in charge of putting everything together alongside Ayano and Eri once it was cooked. Put together, they all did a pretty damn good job together.
Sayaka was actually really fun to get along with, though she did enjoy provoking Eri and Ayano regardless if Ayano even gave her a reaction, and the fact that she dressed rather….slutty.
After looking through her pretty damn classy photo shoots, Shiori couldn't believe that Sayaka dressed like that on a regular basis. She could believe her flirty personality, it seemed to suit her but not the clothing.
She dressed herself in painfully tight jean shorts that did cover her ass, but pretty much only that and just barely. She wore the same white scoop top as when they first met her but today she wasn't wearing the Nekoma jersey she recalled was Kuroo's. It was revealing because her bust wasn't small, and to Shiori it just seemed out of place.
Though everyone in Yosen and Nekoma seemed to enjoy it once they walked in, looking sleepy but hungry and then all awake once they saw Sayaka suggestively leaning over the counter they get their food from with a sultry smile.
"Come and get it boys!"
Shiori saw the pure look of rage on Kuroo's face and Nekoma backed off, so did most of Yosen besides the stupid boys that didn't notice Kuroo's rage. No one wanted to go first for a while before some of the stupid ones that didn't notice Kuroo's rage went first.
"Poor souls." Yaku muttered to himself before suddenly a very tall half Russian zoomed past him. "I want food!" Lev cried happily, making it there before anyone else thanks to his long legs. Atsushi looked momentarily surprised to see someone so tall like him, but Atsushi was still a good six inches taller than Lev.
"I want food Muro-Chin." Atsushi whined, but seemed too nervous to move because of Kuroo's demonic aura he was giving off while he watched Lev and the other's get their dinner. "Let me see if I can get Shiori to take the orders so we can eat." Himuro mused, pulling out his phone and Fukui clapped his hands together. "Our saving grace." Himuro ignored him as he texted Shiori with furrowed brows.
"Thanks Saya-Chan!" Lev chirped happily and went to a table, but then felt a shiver go up his spine and he turned to see Kuroo's eyes narrowed darkly on Lev. "O-Oh not this again!" He whined and hid in the corner so he could eat his food.
Himuro was relieved when Shiori tapped on Sayaka's shoulder, whispering something to her before Sayaka shrugged and switched places with her. "Now we can eat." Himuro nodded and got in line with the rest of the team that eagerly hurried to the food. "Thanks." He heard someone say from behind him, and turned around to peer down at a slightly short blonde. "I am Yaku Morisuke, from Nekoma. It would have been a while before we could get our food if you hadn't helped us out." Yaku said quietly, as Kuroo was in the back talking to Kenma with a rather infuriated expression. "It's alright, is there a reason she did that?" He asked quietly in return, and Yaku scratched his head some.
"I'd love to know if there was a good reason for this shit…." He muttered and the taller boy behind him with spiked up brown hair laughed. "Let's hope it ends soon, I miss talking to Sayaka without Kuroo-San glaring at me like some demon…." He sighed and Yaku shrugged his shoulders some. "Getting close to Sayaka-Chan won't make it any easier getting your regular spot back from Lev, Inuoka." Yaku sang and the brunette pouted. "I know! But I am still working hard to get it back…" He grumbled softly, crossing his arms and puffing out his chest some.
Himuro didn't speak; he smiled though before glancing back at Kuroo thoughtfully. He hoped he and Shiori never end up in a fight like this….
Once everyone had gotten their lunches the girls got their own and moved to the table the Yosen regulars were all sitting at, and instantly Atsushi was picking at the sweets Chieko had brought him. "Thank you Chie-Chin." Atsushi chirped happily as he munched on a freshly baked cookie, well maybe not too fresh it had been two hours since she baked them earlier that morning.
"So you're the future model's boyfriend?" She heard a familiar voice coo from behind when Himuro kissed the side of Shiori's head, and said man blinked his caramel hue softly before looking up at Sayaka's teasing smile. "Future model?" He questioned as Sayaka plopped down next to the flustered Shiori.
"She's pretty enough to work with me certainly." Sayaka said casually and then Shiori instantly shook her head. "I think I am good, thanks." She insisted— ignoring Himuro's small smile as Sayaka shrugged. "Ya never know when the model bug will bite, it's a pretty good job despite the bad rep it has." She mused softly as she started eating her rice ball.
"Anyway, I did have a question for you guys—after you're all done with your scheduled practice and allowed your own practice time, did you wanna give volleyball a shot and play against Nekoma outside? Tora was talking shit about hitting a spike past Murasakibara-San, and I bet he couldn't do it." Sayaka grinned slightly while Atsushi didn't look very worried about it. "I think that'd be fun, but I don't know anything about Volleyball." Okamura grunted, scratching his head softly. "Oh don't worry, I'll teach you all you need to know. I'll be Setter for you guys as well, since you'll be going up against Kenma." She flashed a rather sly grin like she knew something they didn't, but instead of asking they decided it was best not to—probably.
"Sounds like it will be a battle on the beach." Hotaru giggled quietly into her hand, a little eager to see them play. "I feel like we'll have an advantage…." Wei murmured as he looked over the team's impressive height—Atsushi himself probably stood over the net. "Oh don't worry; you'd be surprised at how good Nekoma is at handling any height." Giving one last knowing grin, Sayaka got up and headed back over to the Nekoma table where a rather annoyed Kuroo sat—but he seemed to relax when Sayaka told them the news.
This would be interesting.
(Hey, I think this was done before two months passed-I think? Maybe. I dunno xwx I tried so hard to get it done, but I forgot about it when we got this baby kitten the stray mommy rejected.
Oh and to those that kindly rooted me on, the book was not published—but that's okay! It was painfully rushed work, and incomplete by my standard I just slapped on an ending that kinda sucked because I was down to the wire. xwx I am gonna finish it and try again somewhere else, maybe someplace that has more than 1400 facebook likes? XD
Anyway, I am not putting this as a crossover because though the Nekoma arc is the last arc for the story, they're only going to do little cameo's now and then after this. Plus it will be a surprise for those who just started reading through. :3
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To those that may ask, yes one day Sayaka and Kuroo will have their own story as well. Fuck Kuroo is hot-I also ship him with Bokuto and Kenma so expect plenty of yaoi one day as well~)