Tetsurō Kuroo led the Japan Professional Volleyball match and did not disappoint the excited audience in Japan worldwide.

At first, he was worried that having Atsumu Miya Tooru Oikawa in one team would be bad as they had never met before, however, he saw that the other team had Tobio Kageyama in their lineup so he realized that putting Oikawa Kageyagama in one team would be much worse.

Then again, his worries were eased when he realized that Oikawa Miya have one thing in common that is their fondness for Shoyo Hinata, the middle blocker that every setter wants to toss for.

He has a lot of things to do... promotional videos, interviews, photoshoots, etc.

And he has yet to contact the respective muse of each team find someone else if one declines.

So much work to do.

Who would have thought that working under the PR team would give him this much headache?

He sighed took out his phone, checked his contacts dialed your number.

You answered after a couple of rings.

"Hey Kuroo," he 'tch-ed' as he heard your sweet voice through the speaker, "What do you want?"

"Yo, Y/N," he greeted coolly, "Are you here in Japan? Or will you be back in the States in the next two months?"

"I'm gonna be in out. Depends on the schedule. Why?"

"I want you to be the muse for Japan's Special Volleyball All-Star Match," he said, more like blurted out just to get it over with, "You're the first on my list I'd really want you to be one of the muses."

You tapped your fingers lightly on your thigh, as you thought of his offer. You don't have a lot of time on your calendar, but being one of the most sought dancers in the world, you can have certain demands that work well for you.

"And what's in it for me?" You asked, your voice a little sultry playful, as you knew well that the ball was in your court.

"More exposure, not that you'd really need it," Kuroo's deep voice answered from the other line, "You want me to beg don't you?"

"Mmhm," you answered back, an obvious smirk can be heard through your tone Kuroo could just see it even if you were miles away from him, "It would be nice if the great Kuroo would beg."

"Fine," you could hear him tch, "Please?"

"We'll see once I get there," you answered nonchalantly, but he knew he already got your approval, "Any cute boys?"

"Oh no miss, there are no boys in the volleyball club," Kuroo answered proudly, "Only men."

You raised an eyebrow, now your curiosity growing, "Well see."

"I'll meet you at the airport in two weeks," Kuroo said in finality before he hung up with a sigh of relief.

Time Skip - Two Weeks *

You step out of the aircraft in the most comfortable clothes that you own - just a simple low-necked shirt tucked in your high-waisted pants and white sneakers, your sunnies hiding your bright brown eyes a simple black carry-on bag that contains your gadgets.

Kuroo greeted you with a hug which you returned.

"Glad you could make it!" Kuroo said excitedly, his big arms enveloping you in an almost bear hug, "It's been ages since we have seen each other!"

"You kept on growing bigger every time I see you!" You answered, lightly tapping his built chest, his hands resting on the small of your back, while you rested a palm against his abs, "Glad that you're healthy well."

"I could say the same about you," He winked and proceeded to guide you to the van that will transport you to your hotel, "Let's talk more inside."