ASK: Part two of your momoi x akaashi scenario where they are on their date please. From haikyuu and knb

Wow, I’m so surprised someone wanted more of this pairing! Thank you, I hope you enjoy! This is a continuation of this post. 

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“So what did you think of the game?” Akaashi asks after he and his pink haired companion are comfortably seated at a booth. The restaurant is simple but classy, a mid-range that isn’t fast food but isn’t overly priced, perfect for a first date.

Momoi taps her chin. “It was interesting, you didn’t lie when you said the match would be exciting. I’d say I can’t believe the boys would get that worked up over what is ultimately just practice, but then I remember my boys and it’s not all that surprising.”

Akaashi nods.

Momoi picks up a menu, asking as she eyes the contents, “So when does your team play Karasuno?”

“Officially, not until Nationals and that’s only if we both make it and even then there’s no guarantee.”

“So modest,” she teases glancing up through her lashes.

Akaashi picks up his own menu in an effort to hide his blush. “Yes, um, but we do have a training camp coming up in the summer. Longest one we’ve ever had at two weeks.”

Her eyes widen. “I’ve only heard of week long, how did you get that much time?”

He shrugs, taking a sip a water before replying, “Kuroo-san is…adept at getting what he really wants if the mood strikes him. I think it’s because this is their last year.”

“Whose?”

“The third years.”

Momoi nods, heart clenching a bit at the thought of Imayoshi-san retiring at the end of the season. She has a lot of respect for him and the way he runs the team, even in regards to Dai-chan, and it will be a shame to see him go.

“Sorry to somber the mood,” Akaashi says clearing his throat, “let’s talk about something else.”

“Right, my Karasuno analysis,” Momoi says lacing her fingers together on the table. “I can tell you-”

“I meant,” Akaashi interrupts gently, “let’s talk about something else besides sports.”

The request catches her off guard and she can’t keep a look of surprise off her face. “Wasn’t the whole point of tonight for me to give you a run down of them so you’re more prepared when you face them?”

“Truthfully, I’m more interested in you as a person, not a computer.”

Momoi feels her heart skip a beat. It’s been a long time since anyone has shown interest in her past her abilities of data collection. She’s not even sure where to begin. What do “normal” people talk about?  

“Let’s start with something simple,” Akaashi continues, leaning back in his seat to try to lessen the sudden tension, “how about…what your favorite movie is and why.”

Momoi finally smiles, faint but sincere, as she begins talking about a movie she’s seen at least twenty times. The conversation flows a bit more easily after that, each of them expounding on different topics as they enjoy their meal. At the end of it, he pays and they continue talking while making way to the station for him to see her off on her train.

On the platform they take seats on a bench, a comfortable silence settling between them. Momoi casts a sidelong glance at the sleepy eyed boy next to her. He may not be Tetsu-kun, but he’s sweet and he’s actually interested in her for reasons beyond sports and her body.

“I had a really nice time tonight, Momoi-san,” he says catching her glance.
She nods. “I did too, Akaashi-san.”

They remain staring at each other, a little unsure but curious where this could go.

“So, if I were to call you again-”

“I’d say yes,” she affirms quickly.

He smiles – really, truly smiles – and Momoi feels her heart skip a beat.

“You should smile more, you know,” she says.

Akaashi feels that blush returning under her scrutiny. “Go on another date with me and I’m sure I will.”

She laughs, bright and vibrant. “Very smooth, Akaashi-san.”

They both stand as her train arrives. Looking up at him, eyes glittering, Momoi leans up to peck his cheek. “Call me,” she says stepping between the sliding doors. 

“I will,” he confirms before they shut and she’s whisked away into the night.