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The plan was perfect, and he didn't doubt that it would work. It was simple enough really, and the results would be…interesting, to say the least. Even he couldn't guess at what was going to happen; Tanaka and Nishinoya were unpredictable enough at the best of times. With six cans of Red Bull between them, it could only end in disaster.
He grinned guiltily to himself. He didn't doubt they would take the bait- all that was left to do was write the note.
Daichee’s Red Bull.
Do NOT touch on pain of death unleashing my rage
-Daichee
He laid out the cans in three straight rows near Tanaka and Nishinoya’s lockers and dropped the note gently on top. There was no way they would miss it.
A little giddy with anticipation yet at the same time afraid of the chaos sure to come, he slipped away before anyone could notice.
***
“Alright.” Daichi stood in front of the team, who had lined up outside the sports hall. “One of you has some serious explaining to do.”
The members of Karasuno Volleyball Club shot each other panicked glances. Nothing put fear into their hearts like their Captain.
“Are Tanaka-sempai and Nishinoya-sempai alright?” Hinata piped up.
Daichi fixed the small first-year with a glare.
“They are very lucky not to have been hurt, but Takeda-sensei thought it best that we left them in separate classrooms on their own until they calm down a little. With the doors locked. And students standing guard.” Daichi cleared his throat. “Those two are in serious trouble. They single-handedly caused not just the evacuation of the sports hall mid-practice but also that of the entire school. We nearly had to call in the fire brigade.”
Tsukishima snickered. Daichi turned to him slowly. “If you're finding this so funny, perhaps you be able to explain this note?” Daichi held up the piece of paper bearing a semi-decent imitation of his handwriting.
“Obviously not me.” Tsukishima snorted. “For a start, I can actually spell your name right.”
Daichi fixed him with a glare, before moving on with his interrogation.
“Hinata.”
The boy made a noise like a squeak. “I didn't do it! I swear I was with Kageyama all day” Please don't kill me!”
“All day, huh?” Said Tsukishima. “Doing what?”
Hinata blushed and moved a little closer to Kageyama. “Shut up!”
“Is this true, Kageyama?” Daichi placed a hand on the taller boy’s shoulder, and gave him a smile more threatening than all the previous glares put together.
“Y-yes!” Kageyama instinctively leaned backwards, nearly losing his balance in the process.
“Hrmpf.” Daichi moved on apparently satisfied. He turned towards the next two in the row; Suga and Yamaguchi. He paused for a moment to look at the innocent expressions before him.
Suga raised an eyebrow.
“No interrogation for us, Captain?”
“Quiet, you.” He nudged Suga’s shoulder. “Unless you have something you wish to confess?”
There were a few exasperated sighs from the other end of the line.
“If you two are just going to flirt, can we please leave?”
“Not quite yet.” Daichi growled. He turned to the last person in the line.
Asahi’s face was as white as snow, and as the giant stood before him it almost looked as if he was shaking. Daichi would have immediately pegged him as guilty, if that wasn't how Asahi usually looked whenever the Captain spoke to him. Before Daichi could open his mouth, Asahi beat him to it.
“I didn’t do it I swear it wasn't me Daichi! I don't even have ID!”
“You don't need ID to buy Red Bull.” Kageyama pointed out helpfully.
Asahi looked like he was about to burst out into more panicked pleading when Daichi cut him off.
“Ok, calm down, Asahi. I'm ruling you out on the grounds that you clearly don't know what Red Bull actually is.”
The taller man’s shoulders slumped in relief.
“As for the rest of you.” Daichi turned to face them. “When I found out who did this, and believe me, I will… there will be consequences.” Daichi made his most serious expression, the one reserved only for occasions such as this. “Serious ones.” He finished. “For now, dismissed!”
The team scattered. Quickly.