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The gym was met with a very dark and brooding aura. Everyone could only gulp and start sweating bullets as they met their captain's gaze. "Everyone," Daichi gave them a very eerie smile. "Sit down. Takeda-sensei and Coach Ukai would like to say something important." They could only obey his order and immediately squat down on the floor, listening to whatever the two had to say.
"Everyone, you gotta pay attention to whatever your sensei says, alright? It's really important." Ukai glanced at the team, arms crossed as he sighed. Takeda came up in front of them with a grim face, holding some papers.
"Oh no..." Hinata paled. "It can't be..." Kageyama stopped breathing. "It's..." Tanaka looked up to the sky with a pleading face. "The test papers!" Nishinoya finished, looking down on the floor, sulking. The dark haired teacher nodded, clutching the papers before throwing them on the floor where all of their other teammates could see. They all froze and looked at the four who looked like they were dead. "HOW CAN YOU EVEN HAVE THESE SCORES?! IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?!" They all yelled. Hinata could only nod while furiously shaking Kageyama, trying to get him back on earth. Tsukishima put a hand over his mouth to cover his snicker.
"How are we even going to do this? The training camp has upgraded from Nekoma, Fukurodani and us, to us three with Aoba Johsai, Johzenji, and Dateko. Playing volleyball with all these talented teams will be a huge boost to our skills and gameplay, but without even one of you we won't be able to do it well." Takeda sighed, shaking his head while at it.
"Sensei, it's fine with some of us if we tutor them. We'd hate for our kouhais to not attend and join the games because if we are incomplete, we aren't strong. We're only strong if all of us are together." Daichi suddenly spoke, his words bringing Hinata, Kageyama, Tanaka, and Nishinoya back to life.
"Daichi-san!"
"Daichi-senpai!"
"However, those who will fail in the exams and have supplementary lessons will get a penalty." Daichi said, crossing his arms while sternly looking at the team who all couldn't help but gulp. He looked at Suga, gesturing for him to continue.
The albino haired male couldn't help but chuckle when Kiyoko came up to him holding a box. The members couldn't help but feel queasy at that. The vice captain opened the box, holding out a maid costume. "Those who fail and get supplementary lessons will have to attend the training camp dressed up as a girl while playing volleyball. This will be for the whole event." He grinned.
The gym erupted in cries, yells, complaints, and yelling after that.
And so, when practice ended, Hinata grabbed Kageyama by the collar and pulled him along, running towards Yachi for help, who immediately nodded. "Are you really sure Yachi?" Hinata asked her. "Yep! I'd hate for you and Kageyama-kun to not attend the training camp this time. I'll do my best in helping you!" She vowed. Hinata and Kageyama immediately bowed, thanking her over and over again. "Thank you, Yachi-san!" She giggled before reminding them about cleaning up.
"It looks like they aren't asking you to tutor them anymore, Tsuki." Yamaguchi gave the freak duo and Yachi a glance before turning to look at his childhood friend. "I'm thankful for that. It's super difficult to get simple information in their thick skulls." He grumbled before taking a swig of his water. "That, or you're just too hard on them." Yamaguchi awkwardly laughed as Tsukishima gave him a quick glare.
On the other side of the gym, Tanaka and Nishinoya were latching on each side of Ennoshita's shoulders, pleading and begging for him to tutor them. "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please-" They were cut off when Ennoshita hit them on the head, finally having enough of their pleads. "Alright, fine." The hyperactive duo turned to look at him with tears streaming down their face and their eyes shining. "THANK YOU!" They both jumped up to tackle him in a hug when he suddenly spoke. "However, this will be the last time I'm helping you. You're going to be third years soon, so you'll have to pay closer and more attention to class and your teachers." They fell midway as Ennoshita walked past by them, whistling a simple tune as he held a broom.
The third years were all currently huddled up in one spot, planning on what to do and betting on who would fail and dress up as a girl. "I bet it will be Kageyama." Suga said, clapping his hands together. "No, I bet it will be Noya." Asahi shook his head. "Nah, I think it's Tanaka." Daichi rubbed his chin. "No, I know it will be Hinata. Hinata is the most likely one to fail in the exams. I'm sure of it." Kiyoko disagreed with their picks, her arms forming a giant 'x'. "Okay then, let's bet on it." Daichi furrowed his eyebrows, determined on the bet. "Yeah, lets." Suga took his wallet out, counting his money. Kiyoko also did the same, while as Asahi sweat-dropped. "W-wait, aren't we all taking this a tad bit too seriously?" Daichi shook his head. "No, it's just a simple bet. Why? Are you too much of a coward Asahi?" He glanced at their ace, who was now furiously shaking his head and holding his wallet. "N-nope!"
And so, the following weeks consisted of taking down notes, serious studying, paying attention in class, asking the teacher questions, and extreme tutoring. Heck, some of them even went to the shrines for good luck.
Finally, it was the day of their exams to begin. The first years and second years gripped tightly holding their pens and pencils, hoping that they wouldn't be the one to receive the penalty, while as the third years tightly gripped their wallets, looking at the sky, hoping that their pick was the one that would fail.
It was a huge deadly and difficult battle for them as they read the questions carefully and thought twice before answering. Kageyama and Hinata even reviewed their papers TWICE once they were finished. Their hearts started beating heavily once the countdown began.
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"Time's up!" Their teacher yelled, eyes scanning each student. "Pens and pencils up in the air, pass your papers to the seat in front of you. Front row seats, collect and count the papers before passing them to me." They all did as told. The normal students would all sigh in relief, however, the Karasuno Male Volleyball Club's members were all internally panicking, pleading to the gods for mercy on them.
Once the third years, Yachi, Takeda-sensei and Coach Ukai went inside the gym, they were immediately met with a dark and depressing aura in the corner of the gym while they were also met with a fine and normal aura at the middle of it. In the corner of the gym, there were Kageyama, Hinata, Tanaka and Nishinoya sulking. The third years looked at their picks and silently prayed to the gods that they failed, not caring if they had to suffer through the embarrassment at all.
"Oi, what happened here?" Ukai turned towards the others who were perfectly normal, playing volleyball. "Apparently, they were too nervous and anxious that they went to practice like zombies so we had to sit them out." Tsukishima pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose with one hand while holding a volleyball with the other as he scoffed. "They just came to practice like this." Yamaguchi gestured to them before preparing for a jump float serve. "They don't have to worry about anything. They studied hard for this, so they have nothing to worry about." Ennoshita sighed.
"Don't worry guys." Suga said, approaching the disheartened four as they looked up at him, pausing their misery for a second. "Whatever happens, your senpais will always be here." He grinned, pointing to himself and the other third years using his thumb. "SUGA-SENPAI!" They all yelled, tears streaming down their faces as their mood and aura suddenly brightened and lifted. He grinned, gesturing to the other members who were already playing volleyball. "Why don't you all quit sulking and go play with them?" They all furiously nodded before grabbing volleyballs out of nowhere and running towards them, joining in.
"Did you really mean that?" Daichi asked. "Nope." The albino haired male grinned, shaking his head. "That's my boyfriend." The black haired male grinned back before placing his arm sroung his shoulder in where their manager ignored what just happened and Asahi sweat-dropped before walking off to who-knows-where.
Then the day came. It was the day in where everyone got their test results. They braced themselves for the results and whatever was going to come as their papers were finally placed on their desks. They quickly grabbed the paper and looked at their score.
"WHHAAAAATTTTT?!?!?!?!?!"
And so, they were all back in the gym, standing up, forming a circle, hovering over Hinata who was in the center on all fours, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes as he stared at a paper on the floor. "I failed." He cried. "I'm going to receive the penalty!" He said before banging his head to the floor numerous times as some stared at him with pity, Kageyama and Tsukishima wore amused smirks on their faces, while their vice captain, captain, and ace only wore blank faces as their manager discreetly gave them a smirk.
"So," Ukai sighed, holding a piece of paper which could only be the list of people attending the training camp. "It looks like Hinata will be receiving the penalty." Takeda could only look at the said boy with pity as he nodded, before calling Yachi over. "Yachi-san, it is alright with you if you take Hinata's measurements? Also, please wait here for a bit while I go get something." The blonde girl nodded before hequickly ran off. She gave the orange haired boy a glance feeling sorry for him. And after he worked so hard... "Here you are, Yachi-san." Takeda appeared before her looking quite sweaty, while breathing heavily before he handed her a small sewing kit box. They even had this prepared?! Just how serious were they when they decided on the penalty?! He gave her a small smile as she weakly returned one back before calling Hinata over to head to the club room with her. I must never make them mad. She shivered, already scared.
Meanwhile outside, just behind the gym, were the third years, having an intense staring competition before Kiyoko suddenly held her hand out, curling her fingers upward, gesturing to her before she cheekily grinned, a very rare sight to see as she was very calm, quiet, and composed. "We all promised didn't we? To give the winner of the bet 690 yen?" Well, you should never judge a book by it's cover. The boys merely huffed before giving her the promised amount.
"I win."
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