sure gladly!
Hitoka could only bow down politely, feeling a bit solemn and a tad irritated. The first time it happened she was so nervous and embarrassed, shocked in fact.
But after ten times the novelty of it wore off and now she can fully understand her beloved Kiyoko-senpai and how she handled everything with out a bat of an eye lash.
She was too used to it for her own good she realized.
“I’m sorry,” she said coolly, a bit of edge in her voice as her classmate looked her confidently in the eye, “I can’t go out with you.”
His jaw dropped as he watched Hitoka walk calmly away, not giving him a reason for her answer because in reality she didn’t have to. Also she had to get the Volleyball team some towels and she was in a rush.
Tag: Kageyachi
four of everything
happy birthday, yachi!!! ilysm!! [ao3 link]
On a pleasant Sunday morning, Yachi Hitoka woke up to four text messages, four cupcakes, four presents, and four faces at her door.
This is so cute!
haikyuu!!, kageyama & yachi // in their second year
When the final bell goes, Yachi, who’s already neatly packed away her pencil case, pushes her chair back, gives the most cursory, absentminded bow she’s ever given in her schooling career, picks up her bag and hightails it out of class like a mini-hurricane.
Her hands are still shaking a little, her knuckles white from where she was gripping the edge of her desk. Her heart sings a pitter-patter rhythm all the way down the corridor.
today – today – today’s the day –
Sunlit sakura, pale pink, delicate like possibilities, greet her as she emerges into the open. She’s wearing her lucky stars in her hair, just for today.
It doesn’t stop her from nearly tripping over her own feet, as she barrels across the courtyard, squeaks out a small apology to a bush she’d collided into and stumbles into the gym.
“Yachi-san?”
The voice that greets her is slightly surprised.
Yachi, startled to hear a voice at all, comes to a flustered halt by the doorstep and looks up.
“Kageyama-kun! Good afternoon,” she calls out, smiling.
Kageyama nods at her from the court, volleyball already in his hands.
“You’re early,” he observes.
Yachi laughs a little sheepishly as she walks over to the benches. “I ran here right after class. I was so nervous… you’re early too, Kageyama-kun?”
“Yeah.”
He tosses the ball in the air. Yachi, expecting a serve, braces herself for the firm sound of impact, but Kageyama lets the ball drop instead, catches it in his hands again with a preoccupied frown, spinning it in between his palms.
Yachi sits down and rummages through her bag for her tracksuit.
“Why are you nervous, Yachi-san?” Kageyama asks.
“Ah, um, that is! You know, today, the new members are coming, and, I…”
Yachi lets her voice trail off as she rests her bag in her lap, feels her pulse quicken again, clenches her fist, small and tight by her side. She tucks her ankles under the bench, one way, then another, and presses her toes into the floor, restless.
Her gaze wanders upwards to meet Kageyama’s, steady, intense.
“Me too,” he admits, with a brusque nod.
Yachi stares. “Huh?”
“I’m nervous about the new members too. I don’t know if I can be a good senpai. Because the last time, at Kitagawa Daiichi, I was. Kind of shitty.”
He says it with a blunt kind of frankness, self-conscious, but honest nonetheless, and Yachi’s the one blushing now even as she fumbles for something she can say, inadequate as it surely is.
“That’s – don’t think about that, Kageyama-kun, that was last time, you’re different now.”
Kageyama takes a short breath, lets it out quickly with a quiet huff.
Unexpectedly, Yachi sees the corners of his lips twitch, into something like a smile – a genuine smile –
“Thanks,” he says. “So are you. So. Don’t worry.”
He turns back to face the other side of the court, tosses the ball high and smashes down a decisive serve. It’s perfect, knocking down the bottle on the other side. Spot on.
Yachi, her cheeks still flushed, thinks:
we’re stronger now. we can do it.
She lets the simplicity of his reassurance wash over her, and her heart brightens, like her stars.
Love!!!!
Precious young blueberry Kageyama realizes he has a crush on Yachi! And at the end of a heated match he kisses her in the heat of the moment! SUrprsing everyone, even Yachi herself! Bonus brownie points if she kisses him back or he confesses to her soon after -Trash Anon
The stadium was silent as the ball stuttered to a stop on the opponent’s side of the court. Then, all at once, everyone was in an uproar. The opponents wilted in defeat as Karasuno celebrated in victory.
Kageyama and Hinata looked at each other in euphoric awe, eyes wide and mouths agape in open grins.
“YEAHHH!” they yelled simultaneously as they exchanged double high-fives. Kageyama turned around as his upperclassmen charged towards him while shouting, “KAGEYAMAAAA.” He charged right back, lifting his hands to give them all high-fives all the while roaring at the top of his lungs, too happy to care about how awkward his high-fives were and how funny his face must have looked, too happy to care about how he might regret his actions later as he ran towards Yachi with his hands raised and gave her a high-five and then yelled with her for a moment before taking her shoulders and catapulting his lips right onto hers.
All of Karasuno fell dead silent. Kageyama all but flew backwards once he realized what he’d done, gibberish tumbling out of his mouth as he tried to explain to everyone—and himself, for that matter—his life choices.
Tanaka and Nishinoya were the first to recover. “Nice going! Who woulda thought!” they boomed, slapping his back so hard that he almost fell onto Yachi—who had ascended into another dimension ever since the kiss. Somewhere in the background, Hinata was screeching, “How dare you lay your mangy hands on our innocent manager!”
Sugawara’s eyebrows had disappeared into his hairline. “K-Kageyama, you should ask her out while you’re at it.”
The second-years took his advice to heart and began chanting to Kageyama, “Ask her out! Ask her out!” They didn’t notice that the boy was dead inside.
“Um,” Kageyama choked out. “Y-Yachi-san, um—”
“Sure!” she hurriedly squeaked, finally snapping back into reality. She and Kageyama shared the same sentiment: get this over with, go home, and never come out of their respective houses.
Tanaka and Nishinoya grinned and pushed the two first-years together, urging them outside along with the rest of Karasuno.
“Ya better sit next to each other on the bus!” they crowed.
Favorite line: “She and Kageyama shared the same sentiment: get this over with, go home, and never come out of their respective houses.”
This is just too cute!
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