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Atsumu and Osamu fought a lot and that was just how it was. It might have been their way of getting along with each other but it sure was tiring, not just for their team but for their parents too.
They go out a lot and challenge each other at different things. Racing was one thing they commonly did and through that, they ended up knowing their home area more than anyone else. Sometimes even ending in the woods near abandoned shrines and houses.
This however was not just one day of fighting. It was not the usual bickering and then challenging among them. It was different and it all had started with the practice. Practice happened nearly every day and each of them was divided into having a match against each other and practicing individually anything they wanted to try out later.
Of course, it meant for Atsumu to practice with many different people since most new things would only be possible with their setter. Although some of them asked to practice with Osamu in that position since he can fill in the gap for his twin.
The volleyball club was always in awe seeing how dynamic their work together can be despite all the arguments and shouting and threatening. And watching that made them all want to try harder too. Though practice did not go well this time.
Not because of any unnecessary fight between the twins, well at least it did not start like that but it eventually became just that.
When they were again at each other’s throat threatening to throw punches at each other Kita stepped in and ordered them to stop it. They did albeit not nearly as nervous as they usually get around Kita. They still glared daggers at each other, and their captain quickly understood that the Miya brothers were not going to cooperate with anyone in that state. Practice will only get harder with them. He threw them out of the gym and told them to get it together and only then shall they return.
He hoped they would calm down soon after but only to be sure he asked Akagi to follow up just in case.
For a moment, the twins were silently walking down a peaceful path near their school. It led through fields of grass and a river. Atsumu was soon after starting to speed up trying to leave his brother behind but of course, Osamu was not having it. Soon they were racing each other with no care where they were running to.
Akagi was just a libero, he was supposed to react fast and follow up but that was of course different when being inside the gym and having a watchful eye over the ball but when it came to speed, he could not keep up with the Miyas and no matter how much he called out to them, no matter how much he told them to stop it they would not listen. And then be out of sight.
Atsumu and Osamu would end up sitting there deep into the forest and sulk for a bit. Sitting a good distance from each other. While on a fallen tree trunk, Atsumu spotted something lying near his foot. A small doll, very old and dirty looking. He was curious as to why something like this was here, and what else was here but before he could do so Osamu started talking to him.
“Yer stupid.” The other twin stood next to him. “Ya realize how much of dick ya were?”
Truth be told, Atsumu knew that very well and he knew his brother would eventually get him for his behavior. What can he say? The blonde had never had a bad day, never one where he utterly failed in his game. Today happened to be exactly a bad day for Atsumu. He was not on point and the worst of it was that he refused to believe that he made the mistake.
It’s not that he scolded anyone or called anyone out on it, but he behaved not nicely at all and stopped tossing to some of the other players. Until he was benched and that ruined his mood even more.
“Whad’ya mean?” Atsumu refused to make any eye contact. Like the unreasonable child, he was.
“Yer been a dick to Gin! Yer sucked big time and made the team suffer!”
“What did I do? Things were shitty today!” He knew that he was spouting nonsense and should stop, but Atsumu never did what he should. Only to be met with regret after. Osamu grabbed him by his collar. “Would’ya stop that!” He shouted, “Ya messed up, accept it, and move on!”
“Yer not any better!” Atsumu gripped Osamu’s collar. “Ya annoyed me to no end, yer ruined my play!!”
“What’s wrong in accepting yer fault for once?!”
“Why don’t ya let it be?! Yer all so fuckin annoying!! Stop pretendin’ to be mature, yer nothing!”
“Not my fault we’re brothers! Can’t just ignore ya being a fuckin’ asshole!!”
“I don’t need a brother like you!! It’s yer fault I sucked!!”
Now the fight started escalating, both of them should be quiet and not bicker any further but when did any of them do what was best?
“Didn’t choose to be yer brother! Piece of shit!!”
“Ya know what, I wish yer never had existed!! Yer so fuckin’ annoying! My life would'a not suck so much without you!!”
Atsumu stomped past his twin. Osamu did not reply at all, only staring madly at him. Sometimes it was just like that. That their arguments reached a point where the twins would shout at each other and make statements out of pure anger and only afterward think about what they said. Atsumu was a lot worse in that than Osamu. In the end, it would always be the latter though to offer playing games or something to eat to make up for that. Atsumu was in the wrong a lot more than he would like to admit but, in the end, he waited for Osamu to make an offer. That was his way of showing his guilt.
Atsumu walked all the way back to their school and into the gym. Anger had mostly faded away and he could not stop thinking about what he said. How could that have slipped through his lips? Well, it’s not like Osamu would be hurt by that right? He knew his twin well enough.
When Atsumu woke up again, he found himself inside the Inarizaki gym. They were doing a pseudo training camp with the team staying at school and spending their time together. The coach said that it was also helpful to increase the teamwork. Atsumu didn’t mind at all, as long as he can play volleyball, but he was always stuck with Osamu next to him since as twins they do share a lot. (It’s convenient for their parents too), but the spot next to him was empty. From how neatly they still look (Kita expected them to do so) Osamu had not slept there. Probably somewhere else. Thouhg why would he not take his sheets with him?
The blonde setter stood up and stretched his body. He did not sleep in a comfortable position, which he felt throughout his whole body, but a bit of warming up should help. Suna was already awake and stretching. The others either were inside changing or still asleep in another corner of the gym. It was a big one. He could not spot Osamu anywhere near. Atsumu had expected to see him around Suna, his twin would spend a lot of time with their middle-blocker since both do go to the same class.
The blond wondered if his brother was still mad because of yesterday or not. Should Atsumu go and challenge him? Ask him to practice tossing or serving? Not that he wants to make up, but training, in the end, was important and he did best when training with his twin.
“Mornin’” He heard Suna mutter weakly. The fox look-alike still did not pay him so much as a glance. “Where’s Samu?” Atsumu looked around again just in case he was in fact there and he just missed.
The next second, Suna turned to look at him, confusion all written over his face. “Who?”