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Hinata (1st year, spiker + decoy)
I go to the trunk and get the remaining bags, I nod a good bye to the chauffeur and thank him. I carry in the rest of the bags into the resort, which is bigger than you'd think it'd be. The lobby looks a lot bigger on the inside than it does on it's outside. On the left side of the room, Nekoma and their coach took attendance and spoke about there game plan for the weekend (no pun intended). All of them are sitting in a circle around their ancient coach. To the right, my team stood around, scattered, speaking amongst themselves. I walk over and drop the bags near the rest of them. I look around for Kageyama and see him sitting by himself on the couch near the receptionists desk. I walk towards him, he smiles softly and waves at me.
"What was that about in the car?" I ask him. His smile fades, but happiness still intact.
"What was what about?" He responds tilting his head.
"Thanking me? What were you thanking me for?" He laughs slightly, but it seems nervous.
"I have no clue what you're talking about. I was really tired; you know that. Tanaka had to get me." He says, rolling his eyes and a little annoyed. I shake my head with a sigh and walk away. He's acting weird. I hope he's alright, honestly I do. I wonder if he knows...? Well we start practice today anyway and he can't be out of it like he was earlier.
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Kageyama (1st year, setter)
I breathe out a sigh of relief as the shorter boy walks away. I'm glad I could get him to believe me at least. Man...he's so annoying...but so cute, and dorky and...UGH! I can't even stand it! Why does he have to be so damn adorable? Why does he have to get me worked up and make me feel this way? What did I do to possibly deserve such a feeling that distracts me from what's important.
Why does it feel right?...so...good? Like this feeling belongs here
He makes me feel calm, I feel warm and relieved around him. His happiness really is contagious, he makes me happy, even if I don't show it as much as I should. I feel like my anxiety is practically gone when I'm with him. He probably doesn't feel anything similar to what I feel, he'd probably laugh and think I was joking and out of my mind if I told him. He'd ask me if I had a fever and wonder if I'm feeling alright.
Maybe he knows already...that would be terrible. I feel my anxiety coming back, my head is starting to pound.
I hate this feeling.
I hate this.
I need to be alone.
I get up and walk through the lobby, the others stare at me as I pass them aimlessly. I walk all the way through the lobby and out the back to the patio where the outdoor pool is. I take my shoes off and sit at the edge and stick my feet in the cool, clear water. I put my face in my palms and curl up in a ball and start crying. I didn't know where it came from, but I feel the tears instantly soaking my hands. I aggressively wipe at my eyes and cheeks when a bigger hand softly comes down on my shoulder.
It's a kid from Nekoma, what's his face...Kuroo? Yeah...that's it.
"Hey man, you cool?" He says sitting next to me, his feet disappearing in the water.
I nod. He speaks again, I look up at him, the look on my face must give away that I didn't hear him.
He repeats himself. "You having boy troubles too." He says. I look at him startled and confused, he laughs a little. "C'mon, I saw you and that orange haired kid. Lemme guess, you like him, but he doesn't know, you want to throw little hints. Yet, you're worried to give it away. You're worried because you think he doesn't feel the same. You're afraid of rejection."
I sigh, he's right...and he knows it too.
He continues talking, "I have the same problem. But it's out in the open between me and him now. He felt the same, and it actually took a lot off of my shoulders. But for now, we're still just friends, until we can figure something out."
I nod and look back at him, he's smiling at me. He pats my shoulder one more time, gets up and leaves. I hear his footsteps pause at the door, I turn around and look at him, a shorter kid stands next to him and they're looking at each other. Smiling.
He takes a glance back at me, "He probably feels the same way." And with that, the two Nekoma boys leave. I kick my feet a little and lay back on the patch of grass, the sun is fully in the sky and I feel it's heat skimming my skin. Smalls beads of sweat already forming on my forehead. I sit up and take my feet out of the water, I pick up my socks and sneakers and walk back into the resort leaving wet footprint trails behind me.
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I'm rooming with Hinata and the situation this morning might make it awkward for the rest of the day. I mean, I definitely can deal with it, I just don't want our friendship that we worked hard on to get ruined. I don't want to screw up like I do with everything else. He's one thing that I cannot screw up. I know I'm an asshole...and I'm not the bestest friend in the world...and I'm not really nice, and I have a bad smile... wow... my self esteem is low...Okay, I gotta stop this. I think I'm pretty cool. I'm a good listener. And I'm trustworthy. I'm honest. I'm helpful. I really need to get my shit together. I can't miss my chance. I have to tell him soon.
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~Tanaka (2nd year, spiker)
"I don't know what's up with him, he's been acting weird. I'm worried about him" Hinata tells Nishinoya and me.
"He was pretty tired. Give him a break. He just needs his rest." I say.
He looks at me nervously, "Do you think he knows?" he stutters out
I shake my head, "I think he believes the exact opposite." Within saying this, the smaller boy frowns.
I am the only one he's actually talked to. Everyone knows it's obvious these two have the hots for each other. We all want them to. But only I know about his anxiety. How he feels. He came to me because he knows I deal with the same thing. I told him, if he ever needed to talk to me, he could, about anything. Kageyama came to me one afternoon after practice had ended. He decided to take me up on my offer to talk, about five minutes after talking, he started to break down. His face was red and he obviously trying to not cry, failing in the end anyway.
As if on cue, Kageyama trudges into the resort almost not noticing us. But astonishingly he nods our way then goes in the Elevator. He disappears, the metal doors hiding his figure taking him three floors up to the floor our team is staying on.
"See, he's fine." I falsely reassure Hinata. He sighs and nods.
Hinata walks away and Asahi comes up to us, we all nod smile at each other then head up to our room.
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When we get up to the room Nishinoya flops face first into the mattress and Asahi and I drop the bags near the dresser. Not even a minute later that we sit down to rest there's a knock at the door and a command to get ready and meet downstairs. The three of us groan, already being in shorts and t-shirts we put on our sneakers and drag ourselves out of the room. We see Kageyama and Hinata walking together, awkwardly quiet and not really looking at each other. Kageyama took quick small glances at the orange haired boy. It was kinda sad actually, looking at those two. They may never express their feelings towards each other.
The rest of the team files out of their rooms. Sugawara walks out, looking around, and then continues down the hall. Daichi, with a big smile on his face, just right behind him.
Not suspicious at all; I laugh to myself.