#and I’m sure that Suna will glare at their manager too when they mess up something

[osamusriceballs]

I‘m 100% convinced that they send the Miya twins out at some point to find a manager and ATSUMU would do this all the time:

ATSUMU SUBTLY TRIES TO SHOW OFF HIS THIGHS, THE MIYA TWINS ARE BLESSED WITH GOOD GENES ANS HE USES THEM IN EVERY SINGLE WAY:

gonna make a masterlist soon with my fave reblogs and shit, gotta reread lots grr

and i haven't even touched my fic in the other page 😩 focc me, THIS YOUR FAULT SUNARIN

[i-need-entertainment]

Haikyuu!! Boys getting stuck places and having to ask you for help

Characters: Akaashi, Washio, Konoha, Kita, Suna, Ushijima, Yahaba, Iwaizumi, Futakuchi, Daishou, Numai and Iizuna

**Today has been pretty bad, but my sister, @foodacoochie gave me this idea and it made me giggle and inspired🥺🥺 thanks dude💙**

Warnings: Drugs in Washio’s but they’re for a surgery and being used responsibly and for pain, just the boys getting stuck and not being able to get out of places/things lol

Akaashi Keiji:

Akaashi had been over at your house, you guys were ‘chilling’ and what not, just wasting the Saturday away.

Your family had recently done some renovations on your house, and one of those renovations was changing all of the door nobs.

Your mom had called you downstairs to come talk to your grandmother on the phone.

You knew that you’d be on the phone for a while, so you told Akaashi to do whatever until you got back. You had been gone for 5 minutes when Akaashi needed to use the bathroom.

Luckily, you had one connected to your room!

He walked in the door, shutting it behind him before he froze at the small ‘click’ he heard.

Whipping around he immediately tried the door nob, only to groan when he realized it was locked.

From the outside.

You see, you had insisted on putting the door nob on yourself, but when you did so, you had managed to put the lock on the wrong side of the door.

And when you showed him what you did, he could distinctly remember you locking the *then open* door.

So as soon as he shut it, it locked.

He sighed as he shook his head. He had also distinctly remembered you telling him it would be at the very least 30 minutes before your grandmother would let you go, so he was going to be here awhile.

He did his business then sat on the edge of the bathtub, sitting and waiting until you came back upstairs.

When you came back up to your bedroom, you were surprised to not see Akaashi sitting on your bed where you had left him. 

You softly called his name before hearing him sigh and a defeated sounding ‘in here’ from your bathroom.

You raised an eyebrow before trying the door nob, slapping a hand over your mouth when you realized you had locked the door.

Unable to hold in your giggles, you unlocked the door, almost snorting at the deadpan look your boyfriend gave you.

Washio Tatsuki: 

**he may seem out of character, but it’s because he just got his wisdom teeth out, and as someone who has recently had that done, I know that for some people their personalities do a 180 switch**

Washio had just had his wisdom teeth removed.

At first his mom was going to take him home, but she had to go into work, so you offered to take care of him and take him home from his surgery.

When they walked Washio out into the waiting room, you hurriedly walked over to him, because as soon as the nurses let him go, he started to go down. Giggling when you struggled to hold him up.

Now, keep in mind, Washio is a big guy. He’s 6′2 with a broad build and lots of muscle, so he’s not exactly light.

Seeing as he had just had a major surgery, he was very doped up on drugs, and seeing Washio drugged up was nothing short of hilarious.

He was very clingy and very giggly, laughing at anything he found remotely amusing. A night and day difference from his usually calm and stoic demeanor. 

After you somehow managed to get him in the car, you began to drive him back to his house.

You got to his house and pulled into the drive way.

Before you could help him out of the car, you had to make sure he had a clear path to the couch where he would be sitting.

You had left the keys in the ignition and the air conditioning on because it was a hot day, and let’s face it, he wasn’t going anywhere.

Walking back out to the car you went to open his door, only for the handle not to budge.

Your brows furrowed as you tried to open it, looking to the inside of the door only to see all of the doors locked.

...uh oh..

You knocked on the glass, gaining the attention of a very drowsy looking Washio who just lazily waved when he saw you.

You, who had no way to actually get to him, started frantically pointing to the unlock button, him looking at you like you had grown 3 heads.

He finally tried the door handle, only to find it didn’t open.

You could faintly make out the words ‘i’m stuck’, when he realized he was ‘stuck in the car’.

You watched as he grew more and more frustrated with the door not opening.

You were pointing to the unlock button, him then pressing every button except for the unlock button.

Thankfully, he pressed the window button, rolling it down so you could reach your hand in and unlock the door, finally being able to help him inside.

Konoha Akinori:

Not everyone knows this about your boyfriend, but he is very competitive.

He just so happens to have a younger sister, who is also very competitive.

On this particular day you had been over at his house, his sister had been in the living room with you guys when a movie about dancing or whatever came on.

Konoha jokingly scoffed when the ballerina did the splits, stating that “I could do that” while you rolled your eyes, but his sister laughed, “Yeah okay boomer.” 

Glaring Konoha turned towards his sister, who simply narrowed her eyes back at him, “What was that?” She stood her ground, you nervously watching from the sidelines.

“Boomer, and I stand by it. You have the flexibility of an 80 year old man.” He narrowed his eyes at her before he laughed, standing up and walking to the middle of the floor.

Without any warning he, albeit slowly, fell into the splits, cringing when he got like 5 inches away, entire body shaking.

“s-see?” His sister was laughing as he stayed there, high pitched sounds of pain escaping him.

He, finding himself unable to stand or move for that matter, continued to suffer, heavily contemplating every decision he had ever made.

“y/N, hELp”

Kita Shinsuke:

Kita was very responsible, so you never had to worry about him getting himself into silly situations he couldn’t get himself out of.

But, everyone has their moments.

You and Kita were spending the day with his grandmother!

You guys had gone through old photo books, and made some desserts, now she wanted to teach you and Kita how to finger knit!

It seemed easy enough, and in no time you had gotten the hang of it and were on your way.

Kita however, was having a little more trouble.

He had gotten how to wrap it around his fingers and how to pull it but...

Somewhere along with way, he messed up.

And he messed up bad.

He didn’t really know how it happened, but before he was aware of it his fingers were caught in a tangled web of yarn, somehow he managed to knot both of his hands together, eye brows furrowed as he looked down to his hands.

You held in your laughter when you saw him, hopelessly caught in strings, as he tried to figure out how to get out of them.

It took 20 minutes and both you and granny to release him from his self-made prison.

He stuck to a different activity after that.

Suna Rintaro:

You had a big project coming up, but your boyfriend did not, and wanted to hang out with you.

You, who also wanted to hang out with him, let him as long as he let you work.

He promised he would cause no such distraction and be like a fly on the wall.

That doesn’t mean you believed him, but it was nice he made an effort.

Anyway, after just under an hour he got bored just scrolling through instagram.

So, he got up from his position on your bed and sauntered over to your vanity where he sat.

You didn’t pay him much mind, he was 16 so it’s not like you had to babysit him.

Er- you shouldn’t have to babysit him.

Fiddling around with the things on your desk, he stumbled across the small dish you kept your rings in.

There was one ring in particular that really stuck out to him.

It had a silver band and a dark blue gem, it was really pretty. He remembered you saying you didn’t wear it often, but he couldn’t remember why so he just shrugged and slipped it on his left middle finger.

He had been holding his hand up, looking at it, cause it really was a pretty ring.

All was fine, all was nice, until he tried to remove the ring. Then, some problems were presented.

The most prevalent of those problems being the ring was stuck, like really stuck.

And the second being he remembered why you didn’t wear the ring a lot, it was a size too small, for you.

So it was much too small for him.

Claiming defeat he called your name, defeatedly holding up his hand, and cringing as you called his name.

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

The team had finished practice and were fooling around in the locker room, making stupid bets and doing stupid things

Underestimating just how competitive (and curious) their captain was, Tendo and Yamagata bet 25 dollars Ushijima couldn’t get into a locker, Kawanishi and Shirabu each bet 35 dollars saying he could, and Reon bet 45 saying he would get stuck.

Being genuinely curious what would happen, and being heavily encouraged by his teammates, Semi found an empty locker, rigging it open before ushering the ace in.

It was quite small, and not a comfortable experience at all, but he was also never one to turn down a challenge.

So after some major manipulation and hitting his head, he got fully into the locker.

Tendo and Yamagata forked over their 25 dollars, imploring Reon to do the same before Reon shook his head.

“Let’s see if he can get out before I pay my money.”

All eyes were back on the ace, whose eye brows were furrowed in...concern.

He was stuck.

Bad.

Not wanting to face the wrath of the demon coach, they called the next best candidate to deal with this kind of situation, Ushijima’s girlfriend, you.

Your jaw dropped when Semi told you that your boyfriend was stuck in a locker because...hOw?!?!

Reon made a lot of money that day~

Yahaba Shigeru:

He had been over at your house and the two of you were taking a nap in your bed.

You had both since woken up, and were now on your phones.

You, still very sleepy, weren’t paying attention and before you or Yahaba could stop it your phone had slipped down the crack between your bed and the wall.

You groaned as you dragged your hand down your face, Yahaba, being the wonderful boyfriend he is, offered to get it for you.

He laid on his side as you used his phone to shine the flashlight down the side of your bed.

He stuck his arm down, but it was just barely too short.

Without realizing it he had slipped to the very small edge of the bed, inevitably slipping off only to be caught between the wall and your bed.

He groaned as he felt like he had been stuck to a wooden plank, unable to move any parts of his body.

You felt terrible, seeing as he had offered to get your phone for you and had proceeded to get himself stuck.

You grabbed his arm and shifted yourself to the opposite side of your bed, and after lots of tugging and sounds of pain from your boyfriend, you were able to roll him back onto the bed.

You rolled your eyes with a smile as he waved your phone in the air, a dorky smile on his lips as he had, despite being put in a very uncomfortable situation, managed to get your phone.

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Hanamaki had bought this bag of ‘tricks’ from the dollar store, for fun and what not.

One of the things that had been in there was a Chinese finger trap.

He brought a few of the things into his bag, hoping to trick at least one of the members.

But most of all he wanted to trick Iwaizumi, if nothing else he thought it would be funny.

So, when the Seijoh 3rd years met for lunch in the club room, and you, Iwiazumi’s girlfriend had of course joined them, he decided then was the perfect time to try.

“Yo, Iwaizumi! C’mere!” Iwaizumi, recognizing the teasing tone in Hanamaki’s voice, was instantly on guard, expecting something crazy to be suggested.

“What?” Hanamaki smiled, pulling the finger trap out of his bag, Iwaizumi looked at it, raising an eyebrow at the wing spiker.

“I heard no one has ever been able to put two fingers in this at the same time without getting trapped.” Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, grabbing the trap from Hanamaki and mindlessly stuck on finger in each end of the trap.

Just a few seconds prior, you had looked over Hanamaki’s shoulder, recognizing the trap, but before you could warn your dear boyfriend, he had already stuck his fingers in the trap, and pulled it, tight.

“Hajime...do you know what that is?” He shook his head, eyebrows furrowing when he tried to pull his fingers out, only to have the trap get tighter. 

“Hajime, it’s a Chinese finger trap!!” Iwaizumi’s eyes widened before he turned his head to glare at Hanamaki, curses ready on his tongue as Hanamaki and Matsukawa just about died of laughter, Kunimi snickering in the background.

It took 4 people and approximately 7 minutes to free him from the trap.

Futakuchi Kenji: **in tribute to my dear sister who locked herself out of her bathroom today🥰**

You and Futakuchi had gone to the beach with your family for the weekend, and the two of you were relaxing on the beach.

The beach had these lounge chairs, the ones that fold?

Well, you and Futakuchi were getting everything set up, he had just finished setting up the umbrella and you had laid out a large towel and set the bags down.

You guys both sat down and enjoyed the warm sun, and relaxed to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore.

About an hour later, Futakuchi decided he wanted a drink, and after asking what you wanted he left on his way.

Unknown to him, these chairs were really tricky.

They were good chairs and really comfortable, but you had to be careful how you sat in them.

After about 10 minutes he returned with the drinks, setting them down on the small cooler.

He went to sit on the lounge chair, expect that he more like flopped onto it, and before he could react the thing had snapped in two, you sitting up after hearing your boyfriend yelp.

You turned your head to see your boyfriend, squished in half by the lounge chair, with no signs of being freed.

After recruiting the help of your dad and a few kind passerby's, you were eventually able to free him of the lounge chair...

but that was after you took a picture and sent it to Aone.

Daishou Suguru:

You and Daishou had been on a date, nothing too fancy, just strolling around the city and what not.

You were just talking about random things when your eye spotted an empty park nearby.

You smirked as you nodded towards it, dragging your boyfriend towards it, you knew he couldn’t resist you if he tried.

You two were just fooling around, him chasing you around and you evading him like you both were 5 and it was ‘boys vs girls’ tag.

You had ran away from him when you spotted the set of toddler swings, y’know, those ones with the leg holes?

Yeah, those ones~

Anyway, you decided not to get in one because ✨danger✨

But your boyfriend took that as a challenge.

Without warning he grabbed the chains and jumped, sliding his legs through the very small holes and sinking into the seat.

You slapped his arm as you laughed, hand on your hip as you judgmentally looked at him.

“You’re gonna get stuck, there’s no way you’re getting out of that by yourself.”

He rolled his eyes, smirk still present on his face as he started to slowly swing back and forth.

You shook your head, shifting your weight to one leg as your arms crossed in front of your chest.

“Okay then, now try to get out.”

He rolled his eyes at your tone, grabbing the chains as he tried to pull himself up.

Only to bring the seat with him.

Your eyes widened as it set in, his smirk disappearing and his own eyes widening when he realized it as well.

He was stuck.

And at that moment, some of the Nekoma boys volleyball team members just happened to be passing by.

Kuroo’s laugh rang throughout the park as you desperately tried to free your boyfriend.

Numai Kazuma:

You and Numai were hanging out at your house, it was Halloween night and you guys were just gonna chill out and watch some movies and eat candy.

But before that, you guys were going to take your younger brother out trick or treating!

Your little brother decided he wanted to be a cowboy, and his outfit came with a pair of plastic handcuffs.

You were helping your little brother get his costume on while Numai messed around with the handcuffs.

He had latched one side onto the table leg, mindlessly scrolling through his phone as he fiddled with the cuffs.

He doesn’t know what came over him, but without thinking he latched the empty side of the handcuffs onto his wrist, tightly onto his wrist.

He didn’t think much of it, until it sunk in.

Had he really just done that??

You were fixing your brother’s costume when you heard your boyfriend call your name.

“Uh, Y/n?” You hummed, continuing to work on his costume.

“Where’s the key to the handcuffs?” 

“Oh, they got thrown away with the package, that’s why I set them..over...there..Kazuma.”

You turned around to see him nervously smiling while his hand was indeed handcuffed to the coffee table.

You blanched as you remembered the trash had already been taken out, so they key was gone.

Glaring at your boyfriend you sighed, shaking your head before you started to laugh, hiding your mouth as you continued to laugh at his misfortune.

Eventually you did help him.

It took 3 tries and 4 different tools, but with the help of your dad you were able to get his wrist free of the handcuffs.

Iizuna Tsukasa:

Iizuna has 2 sisters.

1 older sister, and 1 younger sister (ayyyee middle children let’s go-)

You just so happened to be very good friends with your boyfriends sisters, and you guys often had a lot of fun together~

One of the wats you guys had fun was messing with your boyfriend.

Todays scheme: Dress Tsukasa up as a girl. Simply because you could.

And seeing as he lost a bet to you the other day, he couldn’t refuse it.

Luckily, his older sister had a dress she accidentally ordered in a size too big, it would still be snug on him, but it would do the job.

His older sister did his make up, you worked on his outfit as the youngest fixed his hair, him sitting through the whole ordeal trying not to take away too much trauma from it.

Leaving the room so he could change, you all patiently waited as he got changed into the dress, laughing at the pained noises he made as he slipped on the dress and shoes.

You couldn’t help the laugh that burst out of you as your boyfriend stumbled out of the room, heels way too small and dress uncomfortably tight.

You all snapped the pictures you needed and he sacrificed what was left of his dignity.

Waving off you three, he hobbled back into his room, kicking off the heels and attempting to pull the dress over his head.

I say attempting because as he tried to move his arms to grab it he made a very disturbing realization.

He couldn’t grab the hem of the dress...

he couldn’t even reach behind him.

He was stuck.

And the only ‘help’ he had was his sisters and his girlfriend. 

[yourstarvic]

You and Kita were waiting a few feet outside the cafe. You had your arms linked through his as the two of you waiting. 

“Is she coming soon?” Kita asked you.

Checking your phone, you checked the time and saw it was ten minutes past the meet-up time, “She should be…”

“(Y/n)! Kita!” You both heard a sweet feminine voice called out behind you. 

Both of you turned around and saw a young girl running towards you wearing a cute date outfit with her long black hair trailing after her. As she reached both of you she gave you an apolitical smile, “Sorry! I was trying to think of a lie to Rin.”

“You could have told me you were having trouble getting him off your back,” You laughed at her, “I have ways to make him keep quiet.”

“But then he’ll know something is up,” The green eye female pouted. She then looked at Kita and smiled at him, “It’s good to see you again Kita.”

“It’s good to see you again as well, Suna-Chan,” Kita smiled at her.

“Please call me by my first name,” she sweatdropped at him.

“Of course, Himari,” Kita nodded.

“Thank you,” Himari smiled at him and looked back at you, “so what’s the plan?”

“Since this is your first date,” you started, “Kita and I are going to spy on you to make sure everything is going smoothly. You remember the signs I told you about?”

“Yes.”

“Perfect!” You exclaimed, “If anything feels weird or sketchy, tell us and we’ll come and save you.”

“I will,” Himari nodded understanding, “but do you have anything to do to help calm my nerves?”

“Take deep breathes,” Kita said softly and saw Himari taking his advice, “you don’t have to be nervous.”

“But this is my first date,” Himari frowned, “what happens if I embarrass myself?”

“You’ll be fine,” you assured her, “just be yourself.”

“Okay…”

“Should we get inside?” Kita questioned the both go you. You and Himari nodded at him and started to walk to the cute cafe. Entering it, you and Kita gave Himari said good luck and went to a table as she went to a different table and wait for her date.

A waitress came to you and Kita’s table and take your orders. Right when the waitress finished taking your orders, a boy around Himari ages went up the table. Both you and Kita watched as Himari shy smiled at him and offered him the seat in front of her.

“He’s attractive,” you muttered as you saw a tall brown hair boy sitting across Himari.

“Being attractive doesn’t mean he is a good person,” Kita said as he stared at the back of the male’s head.

“That’s true…”

“Here’s your drinks and your cake,” the waitress said as she placed the items on the table, “let me know if there is anything else!”

“Is everything okay, (Y/n)?” Kita asked you as he saw you scrolling through your phone with a confused look.

“Huh? Oh,” you said looking at him, “it’s just ‘Tsumu blowing up my phone…saying he’s sorry?”

Kita nodded his head at you in understanding and went back to eating his cake. But before he could place the piece in his mouth, Kita looked over your shoulder, “Himari is giving us the sign.”

You quicker turned around, seeing Himari messing with a strand of hair. “That mean’s he’s funny!” You whispered to Kita and putting your phone on do not disturb.

You grabbed your drink and took a sip, happy how the plan is going well. But it was ruined all too soon when the cafe door was busted open reviewing Suna looking at his little sister.

“Rin?” You questioned, standing up from your seat.

“Brother?” Himari whimpered, seeing her older brother at the door.

“Atsumu?” Kita looked behind Suna, seeing Atsumu have a panicked look.

“(Y/n)!” Atsumu yelled out in panic.

“Kita?” Aran looked at his caption in confusion, trying to figure what was happening.

“What is going on?” Osamu asked as he looked around and saw everyone.

“I would like to know,” Suna glared at the boy sitting in front of his sister.

“I’m on a date,” Himari gulped, putting on a strong face.

Suna looked at his younger sister in disbelief, “You’re too young to date.”

“I’m two years younger than you,” Himari countered back.

You decided to intervene, slowly making your way to Suna’s side and gently placed a gentle hand on his arm, “It’s fine Rin, she was just getting to know him.” “You knew?” Suna looked down at you in disbelief, no longer having his usually static expression.

“She came to me and ask for help,” you explained, crossing your arms, “and Kita and I are watching her just in case anything happens.”

Osamu suddenly came in-between the two of you asking, “So you and Kita weren’t on a date?”

“No, we were not,” Kita said behind him.

Atsumu then let out a whimper as he said, “So everything was a misunderstanding? Perfect now let’s just go before anything else is said…”

“Are you and Suna pretending to date?” Osamu asked you, ignoring what his brother said.

“Why would you asked that?” You questioned, turning around to look at him. 

Since your attention was on Osamu, you didn’t see Suna, and Atsumu’s face morphed into a panic, and Suna shaking his head no at Osamu. But Osamu didn’t pay attention to Suna and continued to say, “Atsumu said you two were faking.”

“Atsumu said what?” You said angrily, glaring at the piss hair bee.

“Um,” Atsumu started to panic, trying to look around to see anyone could help him, “it slipped out… But! Suna didn’t deny it! He told us everything and I mean everything.”

“You told them everything?” You slowly turned your head to the fox look alike.

“I um…” Suna hesitated, “that’s not important right now! What is important is my baby sister is out on a date and lied to me about it and you know and kept it from me!”

“She’s a big girl Rin!” You tolled your eyes at him, “She can handle herself.”

“You don’t have to worry about me all the time!” Himari said, standing next to you as she defending herself. “But what do you mean by everything? What did you two do with each other?”

An all-out argument then proceeds to commence. You would switch between yelling at Atsumu for being so careless and telling the secret, answering Osamu’s questions which you found weird since he kept asking if you were single and wanting to know why you and Suna did what you two did. You also argued with Suna, helping defend Himari with her date. Himari would switch between Suna and you, defending herself that she can handle herself, and questioned what you and Suna did. 

Suna kept saying how Himari was still too young to young to date and trying to stop Osamu and Atsumu from saying anything else. Kita and Aran looked at the group, trying to stop the argument. Himari date stared at the group, trying to follow what was happening. The workers were also trying to find what was happening, gossiping with each other to try and understand what was happening since there weren’t any other customers at the moment.

At his wit’s end, Kita decided to take action into his own hands. “Enough!” Kita yelled, making everyone flinch at his hard voice and stopped talking. “Suna, Himari is old enough to make her own decisions and take care of herself. If something would have happed (Y/n) and I would intervene. Osamu, (Y/n) is single and isn’t daten’ anyone so please stop asking her those questions. Atsumu, you shouldn’t have revealed their secret. It was none of your concern and not your place to reveal they kissed and their relationship, there will be consequences.”

“You kissed my brother?”

“It was a moment of weakness…”

“Ew…”

“(Y/n), please go easy on Suna, he is only looking out for his little sister. But I will help you with Atsumu, he needs to understand he can’t blurt people’s secrets. I want y’all to apologize to the workers for causen’ a disruption and you will all write an apology letter,” Kita crossed his arms in disappointment as he looked at the second year and Himari.

You all nodded your heads and slowly walked over to the staff and apologized for causing the disturbance. The staff assured everything was fine and said they enjoyed watching everything unfold. You paid then paid for the food and exited the cafe with trails of apologies. Aran, Kita, and Himari date all followed them, saying their goodbyes to the staff.

“I don’t know what to say to Kyo…” Himari whispered.

“Go talk to him,” Suna sighed, “whatever happens, I’ll be there to support you.”

“Thanks, big brother,” Himari smiled and walked up to her date.

“Good luck,” you whispered to her as everyone watched as she went up to Kyo. You all walked a few feet away, wanting to give them their privacy but were still close enough to hear what they were saying.

“So…” you all heard Himari started, “wild date huh…”

“Yeah,” the Kyo awkwardly laughed, “wild…”

“Do you want to have a redo date?” Himari asked shyly with blushing cheeks.

“Sure, only if you brothers join,” the guy awkwardly smiled.

“What?” Was all Himari said, “My brother?”

“Yeah,” Kyo shrugged. “I was hoping to ask him a few volleyball tips…”

“What did he say?” Suna’s eyes twitched, taking a few steps in their direction, “Is he trying to hurt my little sister’s heart?”

“Rin,” you whispered, tugging on his arm and pulling him back.

“So you were using me…” Himari came to the conclusion. The boy then started to explain how cool her older brother was, wanting to talk to Suna about volleyball and not caring about Himari’s feelings.

“(Y/n),” Suna gritted his teeth.

“I know,” you glared at Kyo letting go of Suna’s arm. Everyone all glared at the young boy, walking behind Himari, and glared threatening at him. The boy slowly stopped talking as he saw a group of intimidating volleyball players and their manager glaring at him darkly.

“Oi,” Suna gritted his teeth, “are you saying you were using my little sister?”

All the boy did was gulped, too scared to say anything.

“It’s best if ya leave ya scrub,” Atsumu said threateningly.

“And stay away from her,” Kita warned.

“Y-Yes!” Was all the boy said before running away. You all smiled as you watched him running away. But the smile dropped when you all heard a small sniff coming from Himari. You wrapped one arm around her shoulder and bring her close to you as you said, “It’s okay…We are here for you.”

“Thank you,” Himari smiled at you and then looks at everyone else, “and thank you, guys…”

Everyone gave her a smile and a nod while Suna patted his little sister’s head. But the happy feeling was destroyed when Atsumu said, “Anytime! And next time if ya want, I can help ya make sure Suna never finds out. I’m good with secrets!”

“Oh really?” You smiled innocently at Atsumu. Atsumu let out a small cry, realize what he said, and remembered what he did earlier. Letting go of Himari, you walked up to Atsumu and patted his arm, making his flinch as the contact, “You’re good at secrets? Then tell me why you told them my secret?”

Atsumu let out a gulp, trying to avoid her eyes, but he suddenly thought of something and pleaded, “Kita! Help me!”

“I really liked the cake here,” Kita said thoughtfully at Aran, “they had my favorite.”

“That’s good,” Aran thoughtfully nodded, “we should come here next time with everyone else.”

“I agree.”

“K-Kita,” Atsumu cried, seeing his only savior ignoring him. Suna and Osamu chuckled at him, Suna already having his phone out to record the bee look-a-like being scolded.

“I’m waiting,” you tighten your hold on Atsumu’s arm.

“It’s his fault!” Atsumu pointed at Suna, “He was blackmailing me with embarrassing videos!”

“Atsumu,” you smiled evilly at him, letting go of his arm, “watch your back and just wait until practice tomorrow. It’s going to be fun. And if you tell anyone else… I’ll definitely kill you.”

“B-But,” Atsumu stared at you in shock, “I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!”

“Anyway!” You turned around, looking at the time, “It’s almost 5… Do you want to go now, Miya?”

“Huh?” Osamu stopped laughing at his brother and looked at you, “Yeah we can go now.”

“What’s going on?” Suna asked, looking between the two of you.

“Miya needs some with figuring some stuff out,” you smiled at him.

“Ya can go ahead and go home without me,” Osamu patted Atsumu’s back.

“See ya at practice!” You said as you and Osamu started to walk in a different direction away from the group. Everyone wished you goodbye and then went to see if Atsumu was okay. Suna moved his hand in front of Atsumu’s face, trying to get a reaction out of him.

“Anyway,” Suna shrugged his shoulders, “what do you think Osamu and (Y/n) are doing?”

“Just admit you like her.”

“Didn’t you just got dumped?”

“Seriously?”

“Too soon?”

MASTERPOST-PREV-NEXT

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[princess-of-inarizaki]

Hello, dear!~ Todays Inarizaki manager request: manager-chan gets hit on by another team (like Kyoko by Johzenji) during the tournament, but Inarizaki boys protect her. - Tilli

Aaaaah I'm just merging these two together, because they're pretty similar, so this will take place in a party setting, so I hope that's okay :>

Inarizaki's manager-chan day 13!!

They knew coming to a party, with their bombshell of a manager was a bad idea. They just knew, that she would be like a magnet, and every single one the boys there would be attracted to her like iron.

But only when they took in how beautiful she looked, her eyes hooded and her dress just a tiny bit shorter than usual, did they truly realise how bad an idea it was.

-

[A few days earlier]

“Tsumu, we're trusting you with this okay? As much as I don't like it, it'll be the most believable if it's you.” growled Osamu softly.

“Agreed. You need to always be alert” said Kita.

“Make sure you don't use this fake-boyfriend opportunity to touch her” chimed in Suna, as Atsumu's cheeks flushed a bright scarlet.

“I'd never do that!”

-

But here they were. Atsumu next to you the entire night, as the rest of the boys watched you protectively whilst still maintaining a distance.

They weren't wrong. With your huge smile and easygoing attitude, every guy wanted to have a dance with you, and every girl wanted to be your friend. It was only Atsumu's glares and fierce looks which drove them away.

“Does no one want to hang out with me at this party?” you asked Atsumu, rather sadly.

He leaned down and pressed a comforting kiss on your forehead. “That's not what they think, I promise”

-

But everything has a blind spot, and unfortunately, so did Inarizaki's plan. Because when Osamu went to the washroom, Aran and Kita go out to the car to grab something, and Suna was occupied, did Atsumu realize he wanted more drinks.

I'm sure it's okay if I go for a little while, the rest are probably watching her, he thought to himself as he made a beeline for the drinks counter.

Unfortunately, the sleazy highschool guy who was watching you all night suddenly felt like this was too good a chance to pass up, and cornered you whilst you were swaying to the music, a small wistful smile on your face.

“Let's take this somewhere else” he said in a breathless voice, and began pulling your arm and steering you away. You were confused. “I can't leave my friend, he'll be back soon.” but the guy just didn't seem to listen.

Thankfully, he didn't get far before Aran and Kita blocked your path and stared at him intimidatingly. “I think you should let our manager go, she does not want to follow you.” the guy was terrified by the two stoic members of Inarizaki and nervously unhanded you, trying to walk away. As if on cue, Osamu returned, and leaned to him with a small smirk. “And if ya ever touch her like that again, you best bet I'm gonna' make a mess out of yer pretty face.”

Suna gently wrapped you in a hug and asked you if you were alright. His face was filled with concern as he stroked your hair softly. “I am, Rin. Thank you for asking.”

the rest of the team then began peppering you with questions at once as they gathered around you. They were just very concerned, and upset that something like this could've happened.

Atsumu then walked in holding two drinks in his hands, and a massive smile on his face. “hey y'all, how's it going?”

really Tsumu? 😔😔

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[tsukishumai]

camily camily camily can i get 1 with osamu :’)

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1. “I love you.” “Tell me that when you’re sober.”

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

The way the white plastic ball left your fingertips felt perfect, proven by the soft clink it made when it landed in the single plastic cup that taunted you from across the table.

Your arms shot up in victory, mirroring the position of Suna next to you. The two of you turned to give each other a high five, and you added your last insult to the injury by sticking your tongue out at your opponents.

“No fair,” Osamu slurred from across the ping pong table, “Your elbows were passed the table.”

“Don’t be a sore loser, Samu!”

“I wouldn’t be if you played the game right!”

“Alright then, let’s have a rematch so I could whoop your ass once and for all.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m the one that’s gonna be doing the ass whoop-“

Just as you watch Atsumu roll his eyes and drag Osamu away from the table, you felt a strong tug on the collar of your jacket.

“There are other people waiting to play,” Suna grumbled, dragging you to the other side of the room, “You can flirt with Osamu later.”

“I wasn’t flirting,” you half heartedly denied, looking over your shoulder to watch the twins make their way into the kitchen.

The graduation party was beginning to die down, the crowd thinning out as the night started to bleed into the early morning. A few people had remained; some still dancing to the bass that filtered from the speakers, some people were knocked out in the most random places, and some were still keeping a game of beer pong very alive. A bittersweet smile began to form on your lips, knowing this will probably be the last time you’ll ever see any of these people again.

You weren’t too broken up about it, this was always going to be a part of the high school experience. As much as you’d like to say that you’ve made life long bonds and connections with your classmates, you can never truly count on the fact that life will take you along the same path. All you can really be is thankful for everything these interactions at Inarizaki were able to teach you.

Though, as Osamu walked out of the kitchen with yet another red solo cup in his hand, you can’t help but wonder just exactly what this connection has taught you.

Osamu had taught you perseverance when you had first joined Inarizaki as the team manager, as you witnessed the grueling training, early mornings, and late nights it took to be a nationally ranked team. Even though there were days when his love for volleyball began to wane and the frustration seeped deeply into his muscles, he showed up and saw everything through until the end.

Osamu taught you patience during daily walks home from practice, and having to apologize to the convenience store owner for the thousandth time because Samu and Sumu got into another fight in between the aisles.

Osamu taught you kindness when he caught you crying in the equipment room because of a failing grade, and he spent the entirety of practice messing around and making you laugh at the expense of him getting scolded by Kita AND Atsumu.

Gradually, over the years, through little lessons with Osamu that taught you to believe in yourself or that it’s okay to laugh at your pain, you wondered if it all added up to what you maybe hoped to be a lesson about love.

You were just turning this thought over in your brain when you felt a hand sliver around your shoulders.

“Hey, L/N,” the arm greeted, though upon closer inspection you notice it was attached to a guy that you recognized from your class.

“Oh, hey,” you replied, trying to shimmy your way out of his hold.

“You know, I’ve always had a crush on you,” he slurred, “How come we never hooked up?”

You giggled nervously, trying to wrack your alcohol laced brain for his name, and feeling a little guilty when you came up short.

“Maybe we should give it a shot now?” His face came dangerously close to yours and you tried to shove him off.

“Dude, back up -“

Just then, a strong hand gripped your arm, successfully pulling you away from your cage.

“Y/N, what ya doing? Come on, it’s late, I’ll walk ya home,” Osamu said surprisingly clearly, considering how he’s been stumbling over his words all night.

You signed out in relief, giving Osamu a grateful look when he replaced the arm around you.

“Hey, are ya guys leaving? Wait for me,” Atsumu called out, clambering up from his spot on the couch.

“Get yerself home,” Osamu snapped, giving Atsumu an unreadable glare. You waited for the inevitable snarky come back that usually came from the blonde setter, but nothing came.

Instead, Atsumu gave his twin a smirk, waving him off with a, “See ya at home, Samu.”

The air outside was cold and crisp, each breathe coming out in opaque puffs of clouds. You hardly felt the cold, nearly tripping over your feet as you tried to follow the sidewalk. Osamu stepped into place beside you, swaying side to side in an attempt to stabilize his footsteps.

“Get a grip, Samu,” you teased, even though you weren’t much better yourself.

“Come ‘ere, then,” he grumbled, extending an arm out and pulling you tightly into him, “I need help.”

“Jesus, why are you so heavy?” You joked, but you wrapped your arms around his waist to support him, nonetheless.

He gave a pointed glare, one that would have been intimidating if it weren’t accompanied by the pout on his lips, “I didn’t see ya complaining when that other guy had his arm around ya.”

You wanted to point out that you were, in fact, in the process of pushing him off of you when Osamu had come to save you himself, but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

“Well, he wasn’t leaning his whole damn body weight on me, treating me like some crutch,” you teased, and Osamu simple flicked your forehead.

The walk was silent after that, the two of you side by side and in each other’s arms as you followed the sidewalk illuminated by flickering street lamps.

“What were ya talkin about, anyway,” Osamu had broken the silence as your house came in to view.

“Why, jealous?” You teased, if only to hide the fact that you sorely wished that were true.

Osamu scoffed. “Please. Look at him, then look at me, then ya tell me who should be jealous.”

“That’s mean,” though you wholeheartedly agreed, “For your information, he was just confessing his secret, undying love for me.”

Osamu froze in his spot, just a mere ten feet away from your front door. You glanced up at him curiously, his face twisted into something between irritation and shock.

“Seriously?”

“Osamu?” You wondered if you had said something to make him angry.

Suddenly, Osamu’s hands flew up to grip his hair, eyes squeezed as he let out a groan in frustration.

“That grimey bastard beat me to it!”

You were taken aback by his sudden outburst, never expecting him to react this way to someone else’s confession.

“I was supposed to do that,” he grumbled out, pacing back and forth and seemingly forgetting about your presence, “I was going to walk ya to yer front door, all romantic-like, and then I was gonna tell ya!”

“Tell me what?”

“That I love you!”

You stared at him, speechless as he continued his rant about the nameless idiot that has thrown a wrench in his plans, as if completely unaware of what he just said. And maybe it was the fact that he admitted to drinking too much that night because he was nervous to tell you he’s loved you since first year. Or maybe it was the disheveled gray hair with the matching gray eyes that looked at you with desperate hopes and a frenzied confession. Or maybe it was the seven shots you had taken three hours ago that gave you the courage to do what you did next.

But you reached out and grabbed Miya Osamu by the neck, pulling him in and shutting him up with a deep kiss.

You pulled away, resting your head on his forehead, looking into his half lidded eyes as they tell you they could teach you so much more.

“Tell me that when you’re sober,” you pleaded, placing one last kiss on the corner of his lips. “When we’re both sober.”

You left Miya Osamu dumbfounded and rooted to his spot as you walked the last few feet to your front door, turning around and giving him a wave, asking him to text you when he gets home before walking in, collapsing against the door as you closed it behind you.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The banging on your front door reverberated throughout your whole house, making you fly down the stairs to see just who the hell could be making that much noise this early in the morning.

“WHAT — Osamu?”

“Hey, I’m sober, are you?” The words flew out of his mouth in a hurry, and it took you at least a few seconds to process just what was going on.

“I’m sober,” you replied slowly, trying your damn hardest to keep the butterflies in your stomach at bay and hoping to god this wasn’t actually a dream.

“Great,” Osamu said, putting his hands in his pocket, “Well, I love ya.”

You blinked, before finally letting the happiness show on your face, jumping into his arms that caught you with ease.

“I love you too.”

[sunaswife]

A Suna Rintarou series

Summary: Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game.

A/N: PART 14 kagsiakwiaksksks ughhhh GUYS ITS ALMOST TIME LAIIAISEHHDUEISJS

Warnings: underaged drinking, smut, guys talking badly about women, heartbreak, messed up shit that you shouldn’t do and a bit of fluff if you squint

Disc seven-slide two: Kageyama Y/N 🤍

You shouldn’t have done that.

You were sitting on the bed and you checked the time, 3 am.

You turned to find Oikawa laying next to you.

How can he sleep so peacefully?

You groaned and rubbed your face.

You were sore all over.

You heard the curtain open and the nurse came in. “You need to go to the pharmacy and get this prescription and then you should be fine in a week.” She smiled and you nodded. She handed you the brace and you thanked her and shook your head when she asked if you needed help.

“Tooru-Senpai.” You shook him gently, “Iwa-Chan marry me~” he mumbled and hugged the stiff hospital bed pillow.

“Oi, I’m not 𝓘𝔀𝓪-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷. I’m Y/N remember? The person you almost killed.” You flicked his forehead and he groaned. “You heard nothing.” He immediately said as he sat up with a sigh.

“Never again.” You mumbled and winced when you moved your leg. “Hey now we match!” He exclaimed but you just gave him and bruh face. “Seriously?” You asked and he apologized. “I shouldn’t have made a bet with you. Now you’re hurt. Just stick to being a setter.” He patted your shoulder.

He mentioned that your skills were hella rusty and you bit back that you haven’t played in two years. He said that you sucked at receiving and you couldn’t be an ace even if you tried. Obviously you are a Kageyama and you are very competitive and decided to prove him wrong. One bad jump and you landed on your knee and now Oikawa was running with you on his back to the nearest emergency clinic. You’re on the phone with your aunt explaining what happened and that you’ll be home late.

The wait was so long and when you were finally seen it was so quick. You slowly took a step on your bad leg and winced slightly but you managed to walk it off. Tooru-Senpai was giving you advice on how to care for your knee and how to walk. His older sister managed to drop you off at home and Tobio was still awake in the room you two were sharing for your stay.

“You didn’t go to sleep? I thought you have practice in a few hours.” You asked and he scowled. “I do but how can I sleep knowing my favorite cousin got hurt because of Oikawa.” He asked and you apologized and sat on his bed, you whimpered and gripped your thigh. He sighed and stood up from his futon. Yes he was forced to give you his bed and he was stuck sleeping on the floor.

He helped you take it off and rub cream to help with the pain. He even gave you some pain killers. You gave him a small thanks but he muttered a “whatever I’ll walk you to the station. I’ll go to practice after.”

Just walk off the pain

Just walk off the pain

Well it didn’t necessarily hurt but there was a discomfort. You could walk but when you had to go up the stairs? Yeah no thanks. Especially in the skirt you’re wearing.

You usually wore black tights with your uniform but because of your knee, you decided not to. You wore the small brace and made your way to your locker. Some boys in the basketball team were near your locker waiting for their teammate and they kept laughing loudly and tossing the basketball to eachother. Right when you closed your locker one of the boys bumped into your side causing you to bump against your locker and the apple of your knee kissed the locker perfectly. “Fuck!” You winced and fell back on your butt. Your textbooks scattered everywhere and everything in your bag fell out.

You cried silently as you quickly gripped your thigh due to the pain. “Holy shit I’m sorry are you—“ “IM FINE!” You raised your voice. Before you knew it you saw the familiar blonde and grey haired boys as they picked up your stuff and your boyfriend easily lifted you in his arms and asked if you were okay. “Rin I’m fine put me down.” You assured and he gently set you down like a fragile piece of china. “Kageyama, I’m really sorry...” the guy said and you looked up and smiled softly and wiped your tears. “It’s okay, just be careful next time kay?” You said and he nodded and immediately turned around with the rest of his friends. Hmm weird...

“Did you guys miss me?” You teased and turned to the three boys only to find them glaring at the poor boy who hurt you. “Don’t start. It was an accident.” You said and pushed the twins while linking arms with your tall boyfriend. “You sure you’re fine?” Osamu asked and you nodded. “This is what happens when all your life you train as a setter only to turn into a middle blocker to prove someone wrong.” You sighed and they literally looked at you and sighed in sync. “You need to be careful. What are we going to do if you die?” Atsumu said seriously and you gave him a look. “Uh..people don’t die in volleyball.” RIP Daichi You told him and he sighed once again. The bell rang and you tried to grab your bag and books out of the twin’s hand but Suna beat you to it and took everything with you trailing next to him. “I can carry that, Rin.” You told him and he shook his head. “If I could I would carry you too.” Suna said and went at your pace which was slower than usual.

He walked you to your desk and like a good boyfriend set down your bag to the side and place the textbooks on the desk. “Did the doctor say you need to sit and rest?” He asked worriedly, “No she actually wanted me to keep walking around.” You replied and he nodded. “Okay cool. I’ll be taking your bags and books so don’t take them after class. Okay?” He asked and you nodded. “I’ll talk to you after.” He said softly and leaned down to give your head a kiss and he made his way to the other side of the classroom.

Your face flushed and you looked down at your desk. You felt eyes staring and you looked up to see almost your whole class staring. This is probably weird to them. At the start of highschool Suna always kept this silent but deadly persona then all of a sudden he’s dating the smartest kid in class. What is this a fanfiction? Yes.

“What are you looking at?” Suna spoke up and the class looked away and sat in their proper seats waiting for the teacher to arrive and start class.

Previously

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Masterlist

A/N: kwhqiwiwoaiwbs next chapter is going to go down kind of lol

A/N part 2: ngl the beginning sounds like Y/N and Oikawa did it lmao

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[hoekaashi]

3 am Talks - hq pt 4

a/n: first and foremost, please don’t attack me for the twins’ accent. i know i didn’t even try but i also don’t have the brain capacity to do it rn. second, i know i did karasuno but i was requested to do asahi after posting it and i wasn’t gonna make a separate post for just him so i slapped his ass onto this one (: pairings: kita x reader, atsumu x reader, osamu x reader, suna x reader, sakusa x reader, asahi x reader warnings: language, some spoilers for post time skip taglist: @babydabi​, @suckersuki​, @bakugoustanaccount​, @animoozies​ part 3

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

⇾ omg this boy is gonna talk about how proud he his of his teammates ⇾ like full on proud dad moment (i imagine him like that one panel from the last chapter, just so proud) ⇾ he’s such a soft man, he would talk about how he wants to start a family with you ⇾ what do you mean the sheep aren’t our kids??? ⇾ so would wear a soft smile listening to you ramble on about something ⇾ he would love to hear whatever was going on inside your mind, would never tell you to stop talking or cut you off. Ever.

You climbed into bed after waking up to pee in the middle of the night. Kita had been up for a while and you were unsure as to why he was still up. Before you fell asleep, the two of you had been watching his old teammates play a match on tv and he had been praising them the entire time. “What are you doing up still?” “I was texting in the group chat after you fell asleep and I just can’t sleep now.” You sat cross legged next to him. “What’s on your mind now?” “How I want to start a family with you in the future.” That came out of the blue. Neither of you really talked about that far in the future. “The twins started arguing again and Aran started yelling at me to get them to stop. I asked him why he was telling me to stop them and everyone replied that it was because I’m the only one they still listen to. And then everyone started talking about how I was like the team dad even after all this time and I started thinking about how I would be if I was a father and if I would still act the same. I looked down at you sleeping and the thought just came to me.” You were speechless. “I mean, not that I have any problems with having kids with you, but I wouldn’t classify the twins as test subjects on your parental qualifications. I don’t think they compare to toddlers because the twins actually listen.” “Well, that’s why we have chicken. And sheep.” Kita gave you a warm smile. “Honey, I love you, but please don’t tell me that you just compared animals to human children. Possibly ours.” “It’s okay. It’s good practice.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ for as much as i shit on him, i do love atsumu (osamu is the superior twin, sorry lei) ⇾ but this poor baby would always be in such a negative head space after losing a match ⇾ literally thinks his entire team hates him, his coach wants to replace him, his brother and ex teammates would look down on him, wondering what was so great about him ⇾ he would just need to get his feelings out without judgement - just hold him while he word vomits but sometimes he does need to hear some motivation to get him out of his funk ⇾ this kind of feeds into the other things he would talk about if he didn’t have a match ⇾ just a lot of talk about his insecurities and how he feels inferior to other people his cocky persona is fake ⇾ just wrap him in a blanket and feed him comfort food as he lets out everything weighing down on his heart

“If I didn’t fuck up five serves, we coulda won.” Atsumu was laying on his stomach with his head on your lap as you ran your fingers through his hair. “You weren’t the only person who messed up today. You can’t blame yourself for losing the game when everyone made a mistake at some point.” “But mine were so easy to prevent.” He wrapped his arms around your waist tighter. “I know when I go into practice next week, coach is gonna bench me. I’m not even mad, I deserve it.” “Tsumu, don’t say that.” “It’s true. Samu even called me out on it after. And I know the entire team wants me out.” At this point, you didn’t know what else to say because no matter what, Atsumu was going to believe that he was the worst player on the team. “I’m just holding everyone back.” Your hand stilled in his hair. “Tsumu, the only other setter who’s managed to pull off that crazy quick with Hinata is Kageyama. Plus you got Bokuto on your team too! Both of those players are so high energy and hard to manage, yet you make it look so easy. So you had an off day, everyone does. Everybody makes mistakes, everybody has those days -” He got up and glared at you before you had a chance to finish what you were saying. “Hannah Montana is not the right person to bring into this motivational speech.” “But you sing Hoedown Throwdown and True Friend on a weekly basis.” “And you better take that sentence with you to the grave.” You grinned at him. “But imagine how much money I could get for selling those twelve little words to the press.” Yes. He tackled you and made you swear on your life that you wouldn’t tell a soul.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ it depends on his mood: either he’s doing all the talking or he’s strictly listening, there’s no in between ⇾ when he’s talking, it could be about a n y t h i n g ⇾ from atsumu to food to you to work to a new show he’s watching to kita to meeting up with friends ⇾ literally anything ⇾ he doesn’t necessarily need to know you for a long time, but he does need to feel close to you if he ever talks about how he feels about you ⇾ he’s not the type to be soft of the regular, so when he is being soft, he’ll be even quieter, maybe even hide his face in your neck or your stomach depending on the position the two of you are cuddling in ⇾ when you’re the one doing the talking, his hands are always busy doing something - most of the time playing with your hair, but it could also be playing with your hands, massaging your hips, etc

“- so Kita blocked our numbers.” “I mean, you did cuss out Atsumu while his phone was on speaker and he was with his grandmother.” “How was I supposed to know that?” he asked quietly into your neck. You laughed. “Let him talk next time. You and your brother you are adults now, so stop arguing like children.” “I can’t help it, he pisses me off sometimes.” You hummed. “Give Kita a fruit basket or take him out to lunch and apologize.” He rubbed his thumb over your knuckles before pulling you closer into his chest. “Yeah I’ll do that.” “Ooo! What if you have him test out that new recipe you were telling -” “No. I always have you test new dishes and that won’t change,” he mumbled. “Samu?” He nuzzled his face further, his breath warm on your neck. His hand moved to your hip and alternated from massaging you to rubbing his hand up and down. “You’ve gotten me this far and everything worked fine. I don’t wanna change anything.” You reached back and lightly scratched the nape of his neck. You turned over and found his face closer to yours that you expected. His arm went back to resting on your hips with his hand on your butt, pulling you closer. He gave you a light kiss on the tip of your nose. “Are you saying I’m your good luck charm?” you asked teasingly. “Nothing’s gone wrong since you’ve come into my life. I’m gonna fucking marry you one day.” You smiled. “Yeah, you also said that when you got your wisdom teeth removed. I’m still waiting on the ring.” He pulled you into a hug, your head in his chest, his lips placing another kiss on your forehead. “Don’t rush me or your not getting anything.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ he wouldn’t talk at 3 am ⇾ would literally tell you to shut up and go to sleep ⇾ and if you didn’t stop talking, he would get up and either go to someone else’s place or tell you to leave ⇾ this man does not care about what you’re thinking or what you have to say when he’s trying to sleep ⇾ so don’t expect him to be all soft and listen to you - better yet, talk

“So I was thinking -” Suna grumbled. “Yeah? You better stop thinking.” “But I’ll forget in the morning.” “Then it wasn’t necessary to talk about.” “I’m gonna say it.” “You’re gonna shut the fuck up if you wanna sleep here tonight.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ a listener ⇾ would literally tell you to shut up and go to bed jk, not really ⇾ if he’s up at 3 am with you, he’s listening to music ⇾ for sure he won’t be talking and doesn’t really want to have to pay attention to whatever you’re saying ⇾ not in a rude way but like, it’s late and he doesn’t feel like using brain cells at the time ⇾ if you are talking and he loves you, he won’t tell you to shut up or stop, but don’t expect a reply from him ⇾ depending on his mood, he’ll choose to listen or not, and when he’s listening, he’ll make sure you know that he is

“Did you make this lofi playlist?” You were scrolling through your shared Spotify account on your phone, trying to find something to listen to since neither of you could sleep. “Yes.” You played it, both of you enjoying the soothing music that filled the quiet of the room. “Do you have a fanclub?” Sakusa hummed. “Is that a yes or a no?” It took him a minute, but he replied. “Not sure. Why?” “I don’t know how I feel about a group of girls drooling over you.” Were you proud? Jealous? Indifferent? You couldn’t figure it out. But the fact that he asked made you happy that he cared enough to bother listening to you. “Why should you care?” You looked over at him. “Well, what if they’re the crazy type of fans who try to break in here. Or don’t like that we’re dating and try to kill me?” He laid there in silence with his eyes closed as you spoke about all the extreme types of fans that you had heard about. Once you finished, he remained quiet. You felt bad, thinking that you bored him to sleep. “Love, I think you’ve been listening to too many true crime podcasts.” “But still, those types of people exist.” Sakusa shifted with his eyes closed, pulling you so you were resting on his chest. “Stop thinking about that. It’s stupid. Now go to sleep.” “But -” “Go to sleep.” “I can’t.” He shushed you. “Sleep. We can talk in the morning.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ jesus would talk about his insecurities ⇾ would catch you up with his friends aka the other third years ⇾ but also i feel like his anxiety traveled with him into adulthood so like, lots of stress talks about releasing new designs on time and not wanting to let people down/be a failure ⇾ he would talk about his travels too, the different things he enjoyed from each country he visited with noya ⇾ would make plans to go somewhere with you when both of you had the time to drop off the face of the earth for a little bit

“So where else did you want to visit?” you asked. “Maybe Switzerland?” You nodded. “That’s a good choice. Want to do anything specific?” “Not really. When I was with Noya, we kind of just winged everything. It was more exciting and memorable that way.” “I do remember you being more free.” Whenever he called you or sent you pictures and videos, he seemed more happy. “Really?” “Uh huh.” “I do remember feeling less stressed. I have a deadline coming up soon and the pressure is intense.” “Does it feel like volleyball stress?” He gave you a little shrug. “A bit? I have a team - a different type of team - and I don’t want to let them down, but in this case, I’m the captain without anyone to rely on. Everyone else needs me to have everything together, so I don’t have the time to freak out or be stressed.” “Yet, you’re still a ball of anxiety.” “Am I?” He grimaced. You nodded. “I’m trying to get better. It’s really hard when there’s a voice in the back of your mind telling you that if you mess up, everyone will be let down and disappointed in you. On top of that, the media and public are so harsh with everything. There’s just a lot of pressure.” “But you’ve done so well. Sure things were a little shaky when you first started, but you’re well known now and well loved.” “You have a point. I’ll do better for you.” You smiled. “I’m already proud of you, don’t worry about that.”

[sunarintavouz]

Be In Love

Description: It all started when Sakusa agreed to be Atsumu’s date at an old teammate’s wedding. 

And that’s when Sakusa realized that his feelings were fucked. 

Pairings: Sakuatsu (side Sunakita and Osaaka)

Words: 3438 (incomplete)

Sakusa Kiyoomi enters the fast food chain, furrowing his eyebrows as he doesn’t like the ambiance it gives off, he isn’t the type to eat fast food meals but the person he was meeting sent the chain as their meeting place.

Said person is on the corner by the four-person table--eating. Kiyoomi sits in front of him, but wasn’t completely fazed by him. 

“Miya-san” he calls impatiently. 

Atsumu places his burger down. Smiling at the younger who seems to be grumpier than earlier.

“Omi-kun, how many times do I have to say you can call me ‘Tsumu” the blond smiles.

“And I told you not to call me Omi-kun,” Kiyoomi replied. “Why did you even call me? And why even here?”

“I am craving burgers excuse me” Atsumu shrugs, but seconds later he grabs something from the pocket of his coat. Kiyoomi picks it up from the table--it was an invitation, all wrinkled and ripped.

“Kita Shinsuke. Suna Rintarou. Wedding” he reads. The names do ring a bell, but Kiyoomi couldn’t quite put a finger on it. 

“They’re my old teammates” Atsumu stated without him asking. “And Kita’s my ex-boyfriend”

“Oh” Kiyoomi thought, feeling a heavy burden on his shoulders. “I don’t know what it has to do with me” Actually he does, Kiyoomi knows this stuff too much. He has known Atsumu for too long. Maybe two years is enough to know that the older takes too much pride in himself, he always wanted to be in the spotlight or if not, at least be able to blend in. 

Kiyoomi knows wedding stuff, dates, watching two people exchange vows and kiss in front of a crowd, plus the foods and dances. Atsumu wants to atleast have pride in him enough to attend his ex-lover’s wedding. 

And that’s where Kiyoomi enters. 

“Accompany me on their wedding….err, I just want an accompany so that I won’t be lonely” he stated. 

“Osamu?”

“He’s bringing Akaashi” Atsumu interjects quickly, followed by a deep sigh. 

“You know me for many years Omi-kun. I actually don’t want to attend, but it’ll make me look like a bitter ex-boyfriend--” “Why? Because you haven’t moved on from him?”

Atsumu became quiet. Kiyoomi got his answers. 

“No wonder”

Atsumu smiles bitterly, brushing his blond hair out of frustration. “Let’s not get into it Omi-kun. Look, do you want to accompany me or not?”

“Depends, what do I get for having myself be dragged into this mess” 

“Ugh Omi-kun” 

“I’m just kidding Miya-san,” Kiyoomi laughs, making Atsumu look at him.

“Sure, I’ll accompany you” 

-

Kiyoomi wonders what spell Atsumu casted on him that made him say yes. 

It was a rainy Saturday morning when Atsumu picked him up from his apartment. The sun is still hiding behind the clouds and drizzle of raindrops are falling on the car. There was a weird tense inside the car that the younger couldn’t quite figure out. Atsumu looks so nervous yet serious while driving. 

Maybe it was because he’s on his way to his ex-boyfriend’s wedding, of course that’ll be the reason. Stupid Kiyoomi, he grunts silently by his thoughts. Looking to the window next to him to see where the destination will be.

“It’s a garden wedding near a cliff below the ocean. Enough to see the sunset exactly the time of the wedding ceremony. It’ll be beautiful and wonderful, just like what Kita-san dreamt of” Atsumu stated, making Kiyoomi glance at him. 

“Are you sure that you weren’t the one who organized the wedding?” Kiyoomi butts out a joke.

“No” the latter bitterly replies. “But he keeps on babbling how our wedding would look like back then” 

There was a moment of silence between them, the drive was still long and Kiyoomi can’t bear the awkward atmosphere both of them made. 

“You nervous?”

“That’s a funny question Omi-kun. Of course, who wouldn’t be nervous about attending their ex-boyfriend’s wedding?”

And the fact that he’s not over Kita, Atsumu’s hands are sweating cold as he drives towards the venue. He was not really planning on attending it but his jerk of a twin brother Osamu beat him out of it. All he had to do was endure it, he was just lucky that he had Kiyoomi to accompany him. It was funny, he thinks. How he managed to convince Kiyoomi to say yes. 

“You know that you can just not attend right?” Kiyoomi convinces. 

But instead of answering him, Atsumu steps on the gas pedal even harder, driving faster than the usual pace. Kiyoomi kept quiet as he didn't want to bother his friend anymore. 

-

The venue was breathtaking, Kiyoomi thinks. The sun was shining when they arrived at the mentioned venue. There were only a few people there, maybe 50 or a hundred he counts. The color motif was aligned with neutral tones and no exaggerated designs can be found, it seems like the couple decided on a minimal wedding. 

“God Omi-kun, even here ya have to wear a mask?” Atsumu complains as they step out of the car. 

“Yes” he replied shortly, a hundred people is still a crowd after all. 

The two of them walked towards the garden where chairs are aligned, Kiyoomi can recognize some of them, probably people whom he met back in high school during the Nationals. Atsumu seemed to be off from his tenses, greeting his old teammates whom he found in the middle of the crowd. 

Kiyoomi was about to follow him when a hand grabbed his shoulders lightly making him turn around. 

“Komori?” 

“I knew it was you!” his cousin laughs, they met last week but Kiyoomi wasn’t able to tell him that he’ll attend the wedding and it was surprising of him to bumped into Motoya here.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, noticing the baby blue suit of Motoya plus the lilac brooch on his right chest. 

“It’s Sunarin’s wedding dummy! Of course the whole ejp team is here, but me and Washio are the best man” Motoya said proudly. Kiyoomi only nods, he almost forgot that his cousin is teammates with Rintarou. 

Small world, he thinks.

“How about you? I didn’t know you’re close with them” Motoya interrogates. 

“I am not” he bluntly says. “Atsumu asked me to accompany him” 

Motoya’s expression changes from a teasing one, making Kiyoomi glare at him. 

“Don’t think of it in a wrong way”

“Oh I am certainly not thinking of it in a wrong way” Motoya defends but there’s a smug smile on his face. 

But before their conversation could go longer, their attention was called by the wedding planner---the wedding is about to start in a few minutes.

“Well, I have to find Washio now. Goodluck on your date” Motoya says.

“It’s not a date” he sneers but Motoya only laughed at him and left him there.

“There you are!” Kiyoomi turns around to see Atsumu walking towards him. “I’ve been looking everywhere for ya!”

“I bumped into Komori, he’s also here,” Kiyoomi explains.

Atsumu only hums. “Yeah, heard he is Rin’s best man, but anyways, we should go back to our chairs, ‘Samu saved us some” 

Kiyoomi only followed the older towards the chairs. A few guests were already seated there and the two of them chose the seat on the right, Kiyoomi can recognize a few people around them--and he was right, they’re seated beside the old Inarizaki team.

In front of the altar there stood Suna Rintarou, wearing a white coat suit with his hands held together in a fist, he looked so calm as he was smiling from ear to ear. 

“It’s not obvious but I bet Rin’s nervous as fuck” Osamu taunted making Kiyoomi and Atsumu look at him.

“Who wouldn’t be nervous, he’s marrying the Kita Shinsuke” Hitoshi jokes. 

“But look at ‘Tsumu, he’s not marrying Kita-san but he looks more nervous than Rin” Osamu teases making Atsumu punch him on the shoulders. Osamu fought back but Atsumu didn't want to be the sour loser.

“Goddamnit you two even in Shinsuke’s wedding, the two of you will still make a scene” Aran fumes. 

“Yeah! You two tone it down won’t ya? That’s embarrassing for your boyfriends” Michinari stated.

Osamu stops first, calming down as Keiji holds his hands. Atsumu only grunts, facing back towards the altar as Kiyoomi could only glance at him. 

The music began playing which made everyone stand up to give respect to the groom. Kiyoomi turned around and saw Shinsuke in his white suit, holding a bouquet of lilacs and white roses. He was smiling from ear to ear as he slowly walked onto the aisle. It was breathtaking, the sun is about to set in a few minutes and all Kiyoomi can thinks is how the purple-pink and orange sky made the ambiance more lovely and warm, everyone was smiling as they witnessed Rintarou accept Shinsuke’s hands and as they faced each other, the two of them let out a soft chuckle, embarrassed like two teenage boys who just confessed their first love to each other. 

Everything feels like they’re in euphoria, but when Kiyoomi remembers the reason why he was here in the first place, he had the intuition to look at Atsumu. 

Atsumu with his eyes locked on the gray-haired man who’s brightly looking at somebody else--it must have taken him a lot of courage to go here and witness all of these. Kiyoomi can see, he has a smile plastered on his face. But the latter knows that deep inside he’s not fine. 

Still, Kiyoomi doesn’t want to think about it for a moment.

-

The ceremony ended quickly. Now Kiyoomi is in a large rounded table with some of the old Inarizaki team at the reception. The dinner ended quickly with the host presenting the newly-wed couple. Doing some traditions like toasting the glass of wine and slicing the cake. Aran and Osamu had the opportunity to share their stories about Rintarou and Shinsuke making the atmosphere more livelier as their bright and funny stories bring ease that the couple were always meant to be. 

Kiyoomi was trying to enjoy it. Trying to socialize with Atsumu’s old team or maybe try to find his cousin to talk with, but his mind was somewhere else. He can’t help but ponder what is running inside Atsumu’s head at the moment. 

“Let us now all welcome the couple’s first dance! Anyone who wants to dance with their significant other can join our newly-wed couple on the dance floor.” the host announces. 

Another bright song starts to play, Rintarou drags a shy Shinsuke in the middle, getting a lot of teasing from the crowd. At first, the older was hesitant but later on, places his arms around Rintarou’s shoulders as they dance slowly to the song. 

“Keiji?” Kiyoomi hears Osamu’s voice. 

“That’s embarrassing of you ‘Samu” the latter chuckles but still accepts Osamu’s offer to dance with him. 

Kiyoomi looked at all the couples’ flooding the dance floor. Everyone was on their own world, as if the spotlight was on them. Kiyoomi can’t help but smile as he saw his cousin dancing with the person he’s been pining on. Finally, Kiyoomi thinks. Motoya now has the confidence to talk to him. 

But the smile faded as he heard Atsumu grunt loudly. He glances at him who wasn’t looking at the dance floor. 

“Do you wanna dance?” Kiyoomi asked out of nowhere. 

“I don’t dance Kiyoomi” Atsumu answers. 

“Oh”

“But do you care if you join me for a walk?” the blond interjects

Kiyoomi nods. Maybe a walk can lighten up Atsumu’s mood. 

The sky looks more prettier in pitch black with glittering stars scattered. Kiyoomi looks up as he follows Atsumu somewhere far from the reception. Not noticing that they’ve reached the end of the place. They’re near the edge of the cliff, the waves crashing on the rocks below can be heard just like how the wind blew more strongly. 

Quietly, the two of them stared at the vast ocean. It was dim there but Kiyoomi can see the bitter smile on Atsumu’s lips. 

“He always wanted a wedding like these.” Atsumu started. Kiyoomi only kept his silence, waiting for another word to slip out of the older’s mouth. 

“An afternoon wedding where the sun is setting then a night reception where the ambiance is much cooler. He doesn’t need extravagant decorations but he was picky on the flowers. Kita-san wants lilacs, it symbolizes innocence and purity, like a high school love. He always knows that he’ll find love in his high school days” the latter laughs sarcastically. “But I guess that wasn’t me” 

“Did the two of you...dated back in high school?” Kiyoomi asked. 

“No. But I confessed to him back in high school. He told me he’ll wait for me and he did, we dated when I was in college, we’ve been together for two years. That’s enough right?” Kiyoomi only nods even though he doesn’t understand what Atsumu was pointing out. “That was enough to be assured by your future with him. It was enough to think that everything was settled and there’s nothing to be worried about” 

“Are you mad at Suna-san?” 

“Not at all. Because if I do, then what the hell am I doing here?” Atsumu pointed out

“I’m confused Miya-san” Kiyoomi lets out a chuckle. 

“Don’t call me that Omi-kun, Osamu’s a Miya too” 

Kiyoomi thinks that Atsumu only too brokenhearted that he’s now babbling random stuff. He wasn’t bitter, that’s what the younger is sure. Atsumu only needed air to breathe in and absorb things, he wasn’t able to answer Kiyoomi’s question but the latter ignored it, what matters is Atsumu right now. The two remained quiet, leaning against the railings of the cliff, Atsumu was looking at the raven-blue ocean underneath him while Kiyoomi looked up at the sky, the clouds fading slowly to show the full moon of spring’s night. It was cold and windy and yet the warm presence of each other gave them ease and tranquility. 

“We should go back now, I need another glass of wine,” Atsumu suggested. 

Kiyoomi forehead’s creased. “I’m driving tonight if you got drunk” 

Atsumu only laughs at him.

As they went back to their table, Kiyoomi noticed two familiar faces with them. Atsumu stops abruptly as Shinsuke turns around to give them a smile.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for ya everywhere” Shinsuke brightly greeted. 

“We went for a walk, have you met Omi-kun?” Atsumu introduces, Shinsuke only gave Kiyoomi a small wave before he quickly turned his attention to Atsumu. “Do you mind if I can borrow you for a moment?” 

Atsumu quickly glances at Kiyoomi who only gave him a reassuring smile. Hesitant at first, the blond only looked at Shinsuke for a minute but later on, accepted the groom’s request. 

“And with that, I am keeping you company,” Rintarou laughs as he sits next to Kiyoomi. A glass of wine was toasted to each other as both of them looked at Shinsuke and Atsumu dancing. 

“You know I never expect Atsumu to attend our wedding” Rintarou started. “And I never expect him to have you as his date, Motoya’s cousin” 

“Why do you think of that?” he asked with much curiosity. 

“Maybe because it was for the fact that I stole Shinsuke from him?” Kiyoomi glances at him with a disgusted look.

“Kidding! They broke up when Shinsuke and I started dating so don’t come at me alright?” Rintarou replies smugly. “But it’s nice to think that you’re here” 

“Were you expecting me”

Rintarou hums. “I kinda know you through Motoya’s stories, he always told me that you’re not that great at socializing with other people this and that, blah blah blah but! You’re here and as Atsumu’s date”

“Miya-san’s not my date” Kiyoomi clarifies. 

“Date or not, you still agreed to accompany him, and as I based it from Motoya’s stories, you don’t like socializing. So if I connect the dots” Rintarou snaps his fingers. “Atsumu must be really something for ya” 

Something? Rintarou must have misunderstood him. Atsumu is just annoying and a jerk in the eyes of Kiyoomi, why would he mean something for him?

Alright so what if even though he’s annoying, Kiyoomi still enjoys the company of Atsumu? Atsumu may be a jerk but he’s a great person inside, it's just that, his annoying attitude comes out more often which irritates Kiyoomi and yet, the black-haired man won’t hesitate to say yes when Atsumu ask for favors, he knows that if he rejects it, the blond would be pestering him till he say yes. 

What does a person have to be something to mean to a certain someone? What does Miya Atsumu have and did to be told that he means something to Sakusa Kiyoomi? Maybe in the two years of being teammates Kiyoomi knows him more than the rest, maybe because Kiyoomi was there when Atsumu gets homesick or if he just wants to practice more, Kiyoomi is willing to spike his sets? Was all of that mean so much that all Kiyoomi thinks during the whole wedding day was thinking if Atsumu was fine? 

“Shit” he muttered. 

Kiyoomi likes Atsumu.

“Oh dear” Rintarou laughs. “Did you just realized that you like Atsumu?” the latter teases. 

“I don’t know” his words fall off quietly. He doesn’t know if what he was feeling right now for Atsumu is a liking. Maybe respect can be the word but no, that’s way too different. “How do you even tell if you like a person?”

Rintarou took a sip on his wine. “I guess you’re one of the people who doesn’t fall in love that often”

“I’m not that coldhearted Suna-san” 

“Maybe I should ask your cousin then,” 

Kiyoomi became quiet by that, letting the groom think whatever he wanted. His eyes wandered at Atsumu and Shinsuke. They were both still dancing but now they were talking. Atsumu looks so frightened, as if he was dancing with a boy made out of thin ice. Shinsuke surely is Atsumu’s first love. 

There’s no way Atsumu can get over him. 

The wedding ended within the midnight followed by a small fireworks display and sparkles which everyone adored and enjoyed. It took a while for Kiyoomi to see the bright smile on Atsumu’s face. After the dance, he was more relaxed than before and Kiyoomi must admit that Shinsuke must be really something. 

On their way back home, Atsumu was smiling from ear-to-ear which bugs the daylights out of Kiyoomi, as if earlier he looks so constipated. 

“Are you drunk?” Kiyoomi asked. 

Atsumu laughed at him. Kiyoomi takes that answer that he is drunk. 

“Omi-kun lighten up! I am fine, I can drive see?”

“You’re overspeeding at a steep road” the younger pointed out

“Let me drive in peace will ya?”

Kiyoomi lets him. Afterall, he wasn't ready to be in a conversation with Atsumu all alone after the conversation he had with Rintarou, he is freaking out deep inside! His forehead creases by the thought, him freaking out because of Miya Atsumu? Doesn't sound like him--which is also the reason why! He was freaking out. 

“Hey. You’ve been quiet, what got into you?” Atsumu asked suddenly

“You told me to let you drive in peace” the latter stated. 

“Yeah but being too quiet is not peaceful” 

“We have music Miya-san”

“Just talk to me Omi-kun!” 

Surprised, Kiyoomi’s eyes widened by Atsumu’s request. Heart starts beating fast that his fear and worries disappeared. He looked at the blond who’s eyes now focused on the road, Atsumu wasn’t that mad but it hinted despair in his tone. What exactly is going with him?

Kiyoomi let’s out a sigh as he leans his head against the headrest. “What happened?” 

Atsumu’s forehead creases. “What do you mean?”

“Back then, when it was just you and Kita-san dancing”

Atsumu hums for a second “He was glad that I went to his wedding,” but then smiles sadly. “And that I wasn’t lonely” 

“Is he thinking that--”

“We’re together? Yeah” the blond chuckles bitterly. “I mean no offense Omi-kun, yer hot but--”

“And bold of you to think that I would date your piss hair” Atsumu clutches onto his heart, acting like he was hurt. “God Omi-kun! That hurts you know?”

“Good”

Atsumu pouts. “Omi-kun yer always bad at me,” then, he lets out a sigh. “But you know what Omi-kun, I am glad that you accompanied me. Thank you” 

“It’s nothing Miya-san,” Kiyoomi said with a blunt tone but deep inside he was also glad to accompany the latter.

[gaasaku-fanfests]

Monster Maiden

Title: Monster Maiden Author: scarletpom [pinch hitter]  Rating: T for adult themes Word Count: 7776 Summary: Sakura had recurrent nightmares that haunted her and now she would learn why. Who is this man and why does he remind me of the boy. Am I really his prey? Who is mother? Warnings: possessive behavior, mental illness, ptsd, trauma, gore, possible adult situations. Author's Note(s): My first public fiction so please be gentle. This is written mostly from Sakura's point of view. I chose the Chunin prompt, but I went a little on my own with it. My stories lead me where they want so I hope you will still enjoy! I worked really hard on this and I will probably write a sequel in the future! Also as reference I made the characters older in this story!

Prompt chosen: Chunnin exams [There’s more to it than that, but author-chan has taken some liberties, so it’s not 100% the same. Sorry.]

Partner: the-raging-demons

It was like most days, except today was the day of the chunin exams. I was really hoping for today to be that day I could take things a little easier. After all the sun was shining brightly and the birds were chirping away. It was a day where nothing in the world could go wrong, unless you’re me. Today would be the day I met my nightmare and remembered my past. I will start from the beginning. My name is Sakura Haruno here is my side of the story.

Kakashi Sensei only told us about the exams two days ago and expected an immediate answer. I couldn't help wondering what would be involved in these exams, I heard that ninja were coming from all over. Naruto and I were headed back from some last minute training, the written exams would start at 7pm tonight. They wanted to give any last minute travelers time to get into town. Of course Sasuke didn’t train with us, we were too behind in his eyes. I used to really like Sasuke, but he managed to wake up something in me long forgotten. I noticed Naruto was no longer following me as closely. Some kids were trying to get his attention.

“Naruto, you promised to play with us today!” Konohamaru fussed.

“I’m Sorry Konohamaru, but we have to take the exams now. I’ll hang with you later!”

“Naruto come on we need to go, I’m hungry.” I rolled my eyes.

The kids turned towards me.

“OH! You must be the boss’s girlfriend he was telling us about!”

Naruto twiddled his thumbs nervously. “Yea…..”

“Absolutely not his girlfriend!” I growled.

The kids glared at me now. “That’s ok she’s ugly anyway, boss!”

That’s when I snapped, I was so sick of stress today. We had been training for hours this morning and I didn’t need some kids reminding me of how awful I look after training all day. I chased both Naruto and the kids down the dirt road. My shoes kicked up the loose dirt behind me as I ran. The kids of course were laughing, I would show them. I wasn't really even sure what I was going to do when I finally caught up with them. I was mainly focused on telling off Naruto for giving children the wrong impression and possibly bad influence. Naruto was a troublemaker and Konohamaru was related to the Hokage, if he became trouble it would reflect on Naruto.

Suddenly I heard Konohamaru let out a yelp as I turned the corner to catch up. Some guy in all black with a cat like hood held him up by the collar. This guy was obviously from another village, he was accompanied by a girl in a purple two piece. They looked a few years older than our team.

“That hurt punk…” The hooded boy said.

“Kankuro… Don’t. Gaara will be here soon. You don't want to agitate him.” The girl looked nervous.

“I’ll finish with these kids before Gaara gets here, don’t worry so much Temari.”

“Hey I’m really sorry! This was my fault I was chasing them. We should have been more careful.” I was hoping to reason with this guy.

This Kankuro guy looked at me and smirked, “Sorry? Ok I will go easy on the kid I guess, but he still needs to respect his elders!”

He raised Konohamaru up and raised his other hand to smack him. Suddenly a voice came from nowhere.

“Kankuro… Don’t play with children… You are a disgrace to our village… I should really kill you…”

Kankuro looked like someone was holding a knife to his throat. I started to wonder if it was an overly strict Sensei, but I didn’t have long to wonder. A whirl of what appeared to be sand formed and then he was there. He was younger than the other two, wearing mostly all black with white and brown accents by sashes. On his back some sort of vase or gourd it looked very heavy but he didn’t seem affected. His presence carried something ominous and I noticed his black rimmed eyes. Does he not sleep I wondered. I must have been staring because he snapped towards me with a grin. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, he was captivating. At the same time I didn't want him to come any closer to me. Like a memory… He reminded me of something I didn’t really understand at the time. Did he feel this way as well or is it just me. He caught my gaze for what seemed like forever. His eyes were teal blue and ice cold, was there even a soul behind those eyes?

Finally Gaara broke the gaze and stared at his company. “What are you two doing? We are supposed to be getting intel before the exams….”

“Gaara…. I had nothing to do with this foolishness” Temari was also just as nervous around this guy as Kankuro was.

“Just because you two are my siblings doesn't mean I won’t kill you without a second thought…. Don’t lose track of your instructions again”

“Siblings…” I didn't realize I actually spoke, it was only a thought.

The two older siblings looked even more panicked, someone was questioning Gaara’s logic. Gaara simply contorted his face in what he probably considered a smile. He took a step…. Wait… He’s walking towards me… I started to take a step back looking over to Naruto for support, but he was just as frozen as the others. Gaara was mere inches from me now and his aura was so cold and hateful. I was afraid he was going to reach out to touch me.

“Yes…. We are siblings…. From Suna village hidden in the Sand…. Here for the exams… A girl like you should count your blessings that I am too busy right now. For future reference when you show fear you represent prey. Unless you want to be prey to a man like me… or am I a predator?.... I will surely see you later I’m sure. Your adorable pink hair would be easy to spot in any crowd…. Heh heh..”

“I…. um sorry….”

“SO you do want to be my prey then…. I’ll give you time to rethink this again… For now…. KANKURO TEMARI we need to go….”

Just like that he seemed to disintegrate into sand, but it was obvious he was not far away. I could still feel his gaze. The other two accompanying him looked at me with concern and then peeled out of there. I suddenly felt like I had somehow entered into some unescapable hell. My heart was in my throat and I could barely breathe. It was reminding me of my nightmares I tried to forget. Trying to ground myself back to reality I began to take in my surroundings. The wind had picked up slightly bringing a cool breeze. I softly toed at the dirt under my feet.

Naruto reached out to steady me. “Sakura-Chan, Its ok. That guy was way out of line. As future Hokage…. I promise to beat the snot out of anyone that threatens my team. Especially someone as beautiful as you Sakura-Chan.”

I thanked Naruto and playfully pushed him away, but he still seemed concerned. That's when our raven haired teammate finally showed up. He looked agitated and slightly nervous.

“Really Sakura! I know you don’t like me anymore, but don’t go falling for the first brooding man you see! Is that your next love? I guess prey is a pet name? Some sort of behind closed doors thing?”

He’s still mad about our falling out, it was really hard on his ego. It was a year ago on my birthday when it happened. Sasuke had brought me a gift, but when I opened it I had a flashback. It was only a teddy bear, but all I could see was those beady eyes. I felt those cold lifeless doll eyes suck me in, When I looked up Sasuke was gone and there was a blurry boy figure maybe about six years old. His features I could not make out, but he was taller than me. The bear was now covered in blood, dripping crimson hate. I looked around desperately We were in a room filled with plush toys and the door was blocked off. I didn't want to play with him anymore. I wanted to go home, he thought his toys would console me. The boy was pushing this blood soaked bear towards me. This bear was so worn from being carried at all times, maybe he thought it would console me as it did him.

I suddenly pushed the bear and boy away, but it was only Sasuke. I was screaming for help, someone come save me. It was the first time the nightmares followed me in the day. I had run home crying that day and I never looked at Sasuke the same way again. Of course we were still teammates there was no changing that. I think it was a shock to him that day I snapped.

The boy in my hallucination was somewhat of my boogie man. I had nightmares of him ever since I can remember. The first night it happened was after I woke from surgery. I had to have reconstructive surgery on my wrist. The doctor and my parents told me I fell playing…. No it was  something else they were hiding. The x-ray showed my wrist was completely shattered. I can’t imagine a five year old playing in a way that would cause that. I gave up asking about it through the years, as my parents always chalked my nightmare up to an imaginary friend or a night terror.

Looking at the anger in Sasuke’s eyes now I realized how it must have felt. He was used to having everyone fawn all over him, but I was not going to be embarrassed by him either.

“Sasuke…. I have never seen that guy before…”

“That’s funny because I was watching… and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. Just like how you used to look at me… You know what. Forget it. I should have figured you would meet someone as messed up as you.”

“SASUKE QUIT, Sakura is scared! Do you even care? If you were watching why didn’t you step in!” Naruto was fuming now.

“Naruto, you wouldn’t understand. Sakura likes them like that. She prefers someone dark and brooding and now apparently from a strange land…. I’m out. I’ll see you guys at the written exams…”

……..

Gaara POV

Sasuke stomped off growling obscenities under his breath, but the danger wasn’t too far away. Gaara was collecting his intel and had watched the whole scene. Sitting up in a tree hidden from view Gaara has been watching from behind Sakura. He was trying to get information on Sasuke, that raven boy was a threat. However now something distracted him… That word love… Could it be true? She had a familiarity to her. Gaara had heard stories of people believing in past lives or fate but he never really considered it himself. Who was this girl. I really could have easily ended her and her friends just now, but something else is there. I think that’s the closest I have gotten to anyone physically without them trying to run. People in this village don’t know what I am and I could easily interact. Yes she seemed nervous, but it wasn’t like the others. Yes…. I think I will definitely see that girl again whether she's ready or not.

Gaara slinked off his perch watching Sakura and Naruto walk off.

“We could follow the prey….. We can play… You are a growing boy… you should get at least three victims a day…. Or Mama can show you a new game we can play with her…. But for now Mama needs blood….”

Gaara gripped his forehead nodding to the voice echoing in his head. “Yes mother…. I’ll kill for you now. I want to play later though, lets spare the girl for now…”

“Of course Baby whatever you need to keep mama happy. This is a mutual benefit we share…”

Gaara quickly jumped from shadow to shadow looking for a victim, mother would give him what he wants if he kills. She would help bring everything he wanted and reward him for his offerings. It wasn’t long before Gaara spotted a target, it was another foreigner. He clasped his hands together and sand poured out of his gourd. The ninja looked just in time to see a wall of sand slam into him. Gaara raised his hand and with a flick of his wrist it was done. The sand absorbed the blood quickly and the remains were grinded into the ground.

“Is that enough for now Mother?...”

“Thank you baby…. I’ll tell you everything you need to get what you want. But Mommy needs to know…. Do you want to keep this one or will I taste her blood as well?....”

“I’m not sure mother…. I would like company but I feel she will run like the others…. Can you help me….”

“Mommy will tell you all you need….”

“That Sasuke sounded like he wanted her…. He said she wanted me though… I don’t understand…. But that boy Sasuke he is a threat to me in more ways than one. His blood will be especially sweet for you mother I promise.”

“Such a good son I have…. Mommy loves you….”

Gaara listened to the voice as he dissipated into the shadows once again, It spoke of ways to catch interest. Girls like to be rescued, to be protected, to be wanted. This girl would maybe like flowers or someone to hold her always. It sounded like a lot of work to Gaara who only ever cared for himself up till this point. However this was a chance in a lifetime to have interaction with someone else. If mother was right, he could easily lure her in. If he could get her alone no one could stop him, not even that bastard father of his. Gaara wasn’t really sure what he would do when he snatched her, but mother would give him instructions. For now it was time to get back to the inn his team was staying at. The first part of the test would be in a few hours and they had much to discuss.

…….

Back to Sakura

It would be another few hours before the exams so I decided to go home to rest. I was still feeling uneasy with everything that happened earlier. After getting cleaned up I collapsed on my bed and snuggled into the plush bedding. My room was on the second floor with a large window in which I always loved to watch the night sky. The walls were currently a rose color with the sun trying to hide behind the clouds. It was darker in my room then usual as if it was a warning…. I watched shadows cast from the trees dance along my walls from the wind. Was it going to storm tonight? I closed my eyes telling myself it was just for a moment, but then I was out.

……

I awoke in my bed, but I was so much smaller now. It was another nightmare…. He would come. I pulled the covers over my head as most children do to hide from monsters. I scooted back further into the covers until I bumped into something…. Small arms enclosed around my chest longingly.

“Are you really too tired to play? Maybe I can stay here and keep you company….”

This is the first time I ever recall hearing the boy speak to me, and the sensation of his grasp felt so real. I shut my eyes tight hoping he would leave, but he only pulled me closer.

“Sakura…. I’m not a bad guy…. It was an accident. Please play with me…. I promise I won’t do it again.” His grip started to become unbearably tight, and his nails dug into my flesh. I looked down but his small arms were replace by large claws. The claws were gripping from my chest to my sides tightly. The claws could probably easily close around my whole body completely.

I started to struggle in its grasp, but he kept pulling me closer. This boy started to cry out that if I kept up I would be punished. He warned me I had to be good and be his friend or Mama would be angry. All this information was flooding my senses at once, it felt like my body would be crushed any minute. Suddenly he let go and looked at me.

“Sakura…. You have to wake up now…. I’m sorry our memories haunt you. But the monster is coming now… The real monster… I hope you can forgive us…. Please wake up now….”

His voice was fading quickly. I wanted to reach out for him as tears ran down my cheek.

He was still there, but he became blurry once again. No voice only gurlges of what could have been growls. Suddenly I felt so alone and vulnerable. He told me I had to wake up? Something is coming I could hear a pounding in the distance…

“SAKURRA SAKURA!” BANG BANG

“You’re going to be late!!”

I jolted up from the sudden banging on the door, I was drenched in sweat. I had to go now.

……..

It was 6:30 pm and Naruto and Sasuke were waiting at the front door. Naruto was rather eager to start the test while Sasuke was as cool headed as ever. I quickly brushed my long pink hair and wiped the sweat off my face. Grabbing my ninja pouch I quickly dashed out of my room and met them downstairs. The first exam was being held at the ninja academy which was a few blocks down the road. I hadn’t been there since graduation and meeting Kakashi Sensei. Honestly it wasn’t all that long ago, but it felt almost like a school reunion.

As the three of us walked down the street I felt the cool wind blow past us. It was blowing towards us bringing crinkled leaves and loose soil with it. The moon was almost full at this point, but I think a blood moon was coming soon. Some say blood moons bring new chapters in your life. Others say they bring love, but I honestly felt a discomfort under the blood moon. I always felt like someone was watching me with it. I let out a sigh as we continued our pace for the academy. Both Naruto and Sasuke were quiet.

Finally the building came into view and we quickened our pace. I wanted to get inside and into the light as soon as possible. I was still uneasy with those words. The real monster is coming…. What does that even mean? Who is that boy? He seemed to know me when he spoke. His voice had a soothing nature unlike the growls I usually heard when I saw him.

The inside of the building seemed to be just as unsettling, but it was night time. A lot of the corridors were unlit. We finally made our way to the exam room, and it was packed wall to wall. My eyes quickly scanned around looking for any sign of trouble. Naruto and Sasuke started talking with some older looking ninja, I wasn’t interested so I hung back still scanning the room. Then I saw them, the three sand ninja were standing in the back of the room. It didn’t take long before Gaara noticed me looking his way. I quickly turned away when I saw him shift as if ready to walk my way. He didn’t seem as threatening at the moment, but rather more curious. His eyes were softer and he tried to smile? All I saw was his lips curl into some kind of creepy grin. I pushed past a few ninja to better conceal myself in the crowd, but I knew he could still see me.

……

The test itself was really only a stress test it turned out, they didn’t even grade it. Which was fine for me, because Naruto would have never been able to pass. Naruto even managed to prevent others from giving up with one of his speeches, he was really something else. The next proctor told us the next test would take place in another two days. The forest of death in which we would be running a survival and retrieval test. This proctor was more tough then she looked and when she snapped her orders it demanded attention.

Everybody filed out of the room quickly after we got new instructions. It must have been midnight now the sky was pitch black. The air had chilled and the cold nipped at my bare elbows. Sasuke and Naruto had quickly parted ways with me, they were both tired I was sure. It was only a few blocks back home anyway and there were alot of people outside. I raised my head and stiffened my shoulders. My pace was quick to get home and out of this darkness. Then to my excitement I ran into Ino.

“INO!!!”

“Pinky?”

Ino lived a few houses down from me, we had grown up together. She was somewhat of my role model as a child, but we had drifted apart over a stupid crush. Recently we became best friends again. She swears we never did drift, but I knew it was because she liked Sasuke. I was no longer competition for him.

Ino walked with me the rest of the way and it seemed like all the anxiety I had lifted. She was constantly talking whether it was gossip or her snip its of advice. She had probed me about why I had been more anxious recently. Then she dropped a bombshell on me.

“You know Sakura, Your probably just nervous because of that new guy. I heard Sasuke talk about it with some other guys. I think it’s awesome and I approve! I managed to get a look at him and you guys would look great together. I mean you are total opposites in almost every way, but I’m happy for you. So are you guys going to go steady? Maybe we could double date.”

I simply gaped at Ino, of all people she would know not to press this. I tried to explain it was an misunderstanding, but her desperation for gossip and possible double dates to hook in Sasuke kept her going. She was already planning the first date and I had no idea how to stop her. I tried to fuss again describing my irritation for being the focus of her plans. I wasn’t going to be pushed into something so suddenly. After all the exams would end and I would never see that Gaara guy again, but she continued.

“Sakura dont worry!! I have a friend who has a long distance relationship! They are doing great!”

There was no getting through to her right now, She was just as stubborn as I was.

“Hey!!!! Isn’t that him there?!” Ino gasped and stopped dead in her tracks.

Of course it was him standing in the shadows watching us walk by. I wanted to run and never look back. This was too much. Ino ran up to Gaara, who flinched at the sudden woman tumbling towards him. His face showed pure shock and I assumed that his village was probably more conservative. I know some places you are expected to keep to yourself and have strict mannerisms. Ino stopped mere inches from him and waved me over winking.

“You are Gaara right?! Sakura told me about you! She’s constantly talking about you!”

“WHAT? No Ino, No. I… I have to go… I have a lot to do.”

“Sakura wait!” Ino shouted.

I couldn’t believe her! How could she do that? I was almost home now and as far as I cared everyone could go screw themselves.

I finally reached my house and quickly entered slamming the door shut. My parents were asleep, but I didn’t care I was angry. I threw my ninja pouch on the floor watching it slide and pop open. It was late and time for sleep I thought. I’ll clear up the confusion tomorrow right? I walked to my room quickly, but my door…. It was already open. I always kept my door shut, I didn’t like people seeing inside. I stepped in the door and looked around as if waiting for the boy. No he wasn’t real. I turned on the light and immediately noticed on my nightstand…. A bouquet of roses, but they look like they had been manhandled. The flowers were missing several petals, were covered in bruises and tears. There was also a note on my pillow, but I really didn’t want to know who invaded my space. I felt sick to my stomach as it started churning as I started towards the bed. Shuffling my feet I felt it…. There was sand on my floor…. He had been here in my room…. He knew where I lived…. I quickly fell to my knees, this is worse than I feared. I had to talk to an adult and get help. This wasn’t like when Lee followed me, no this was serious. This guy was obviously overpowered and I managed to catch his attention. Am I really like prey? I wondered hoping the answer was no.

That night it was impossible to fall asleep as I kept feeling watched. I finally stopped tossing and turning and instead listened out for any sounds. I laid for what seems like hours when suddenly there it was. Someone was at the window, I could see a large figure behind the closed curtains illuminated by the moonlight. The window started to squeal with protest, Their trying to come in! I quietly crept off the bed and slid myself underneath scooting all the way against the wall.

The window finally gave to whatever was coming as I heard the thump of heavy feet. I held my breath as I heard the intruder grunt and move towards the center of the room. His walking made such a weird sound…. What is that? Scraping against the floor…. I managed to peek from the bed skirt and I saw it. He was a monster with a large sand claw enveloping the right side of his body. A large tail dragging behind him as well. I couldn’t see his face from the angle, but I could tell it was probably just as bad. His breathing was labored and he was pacing around like he was looking for something. He would let out a few grunts before finally sitting on the edge of the bed. I covered my mouth praying he wouldn’t hear me. His claw gripped the edge of the bed ripping into the underside of the mattress as if it was butter.

“She did not like the flowers…. But the blonde said she liked me…. Why isn’t she here MOTHER? You promised me!”

Mother? I thought who is he talking too?

Gaara continued his one sided conversation as he shifted his weight on the bed. The sand covering him was so heavy that the bed threatened to give out. I couldn’t imagine him finding me like this. Tears started to spill down my cheek as I muffled my cries. Suddenly I heard him jump up. Did he hear me? I began to panic.

“I can smell her tears MOTHER! I need to protect her yes? That’s what you said!” He was now quickly pacing again and sniffing the air.

Gaara slammed his claw knocking the closet door off the wall. He’s going to find me! I thought. He began knocking things over desperately as he looked for where the smell was originating. He turned back towards the bed and his claw reached to flip to bed…. No I can’t… Please…

“Sakura! It’s late what are you doing!” Her father was quickly running down the hall.

Gaara froze and quickly retreated out of the window. “I’ll be back Sakura…..”

My parents flipped when they saw the state of my room not sure what to think. Until I mentioned His name. Both of my parents froze with faces full of fear.

“No…. He couldn’t have come here…. He should have forgotten! It was so long ago!” My mother started to sob.

That night my parents finally told me everything. We had traveled to meet some friends of my dad’s in suna. I was so little and trusting, I wanted to be friends with everyone. My parents thought my new friend in suna was innocent enough, until the night I disappeared.

…..

Gaara was not a patient child and now that he found a friend he didn’t want to be apart.

It was easy enough to get to her as his sand could break any lock. This wasn’t the first time he snuck another kid home, but usually they never left alive. Sakura was different though, she wouldn’t try to leave him. She would stay and play with him forever. It was never his intention to scare his new friend when he whisked her off.

In his room they were safe he promised. No one could separate them, but she continued to cry. Sakura had been unconsolable at this point screaming for help. Gaara did the only thing he could think of. Grabbing his most prized possession, and handing it to her. It was the bear Yashamaru said his mother picked for him, but She only screamed louder ripping away from him. Now he was angry! The sand whipped out grabbing her wrist and twisted it till it shattered.

“I’m sorry! If you won’t stay with me then I can’t let you live!” Gaara had growled.

Sakura looked up at him finally hushing her wails to only quiet sobs. Gaara knew if she was afraid she would stay and listen to him. That night Gaara coddled her and held her close as if she would disappear reminding her she belonged to him. When morning came Yashamaru found the two and seemed calmer then what Sakura thought normal. What she didn’t realize was Yashamaru had saved her life by remaining calm, reacting negatively would have made Gaara dangerous.

Yashamaru had made them both breakfast and then sent Sakura go home to freshen up. As soon as Sakura had gotten home the phone rang, Yashamaru alerted her parents. They had to leave immediately.

…...

My parents admitted to convincing a Doctor to make me forget, they said the nightmares wouldn’t stop before hand. It was for my own sanity. Hearing all this information I wasn’t really sure what to think. All these years I was lied to about everything and now he was back. This time though I wasn’t sure He would be so gentle. My parents offered to send me to another village for the rest of the exams, but I couldn’t think now. I told them I needed some space and went back to my trashed room.

The next day came quickly and I was surprised to hear the doorbell at the crack of dawn. It was Kakashi Sensei, He was now aware of the situation. The next part of the exam was tomorrow, but Kakashi said I was exempted for the time being. Then he said something I didn’t care for.

“Sakura.. You know our village and Suna is in a very strained relationship. I’m not saying you have to go along with anything, but you need to realize that if the Hokage finds out he may suggest an arrangement…”

“At her age! She’s only 17!” My father snarled.

“She’s also a ninja and a tool for the village, meaning if necessary…..”

I cut him off. “I understand Sensei…. But I…. still want to be in the exams.”

“You can be in the one on one battles, but I don’t want you in this particular test. Especially since you are probably in emotional distress. It’s the most dangerous part of the test and I have already found a replacement for you.”

“Ok”

……..

I stayed away from not only my home, but also the other ninja over the next week. My parents had me stay with a relative until the actual battle exam. I spent most of the week mulling over my thoughts and looking over my shoulder. Then my aunt told me something that finally snapped me out of this mouse I became.

“Sakura…. You know being scared is ok, but You can’t change the future doing nothing. I could easily die tomorrow yes, but I can’t constantly worry. You need to make yourself happy and if that means running away. Do it…. I won’t turn you in.”

“I won’t leave…. You are right though…. I can’t change what happens tomorrow. Only how I live today.”

After that I finally started feeling more relaxed and started to go out again. I even tried to keep up with the results of the exams, there were bets so it was easy to get stats.

After a few days of quiet, a messenger knocked on the door.

“Is there a Sakura here? I have a letter for you.”

My Aunt didn’t seem to care for the messenger boy. “You aren’t my usual messenger….”

“I am here…” I said nervously.

“Ah… ok…. Here we go:

Dear Sakura,

I overheard your parents tell you about what happened. I knew you seemed familiar to me. Mother did not mean to scare you, She was over excited about my happiness. She wanted to help me, get you. When I heard your parents coming up I realized I probably scared you. I can’t exactly protect you from Myself or Mother, so I took a step back to analyze the situation. I’m sorry if I frightened you, but I’ve made my decision now.

Also I’m planning on killing that Sasuke guy, he said things about you I can’t forgive. Anyone who dares insult what I care for is doomed to a slow painful death. I am protective girls like that right?....

Signed Gaara

Wow, interesting guy…. Um ok here’s the letter…. I gotta go….” The messenger looked visibly ill after reading.

Wait Sasuke! I thought he’s still a friend and I can’t let Gaara kill him! I raced out the door before my Aunt could even react. I had to be sure to warn my friends about the letter.

Before I could make it very far though I tripped and fell but someone caught me. I started to apologize when I realized the person pulling me up was Gaara. He tried to smile again, but it was still coming across as a creepy grin.

“Girls like getting letters right?....”

“Wait…. What’s wrong with you? That’s it I don’t understand, but I’m getting angry.”

Gaara recoiled as if I had stabbed him. “I’m trying very hard why are you making this harder?..... I am following all the rules…. You should love me now…..”

“Love?.... I thought you wanted to…. Uh kill me….? You told me I was your prey and you have been stalking me like some kind of killer….”

“I am a killer…. I’m the monster my village fears, but I’m trying very hard. I have never worked so hard….”

“Please don’t kill my teammate…. Please don’t hurt anyone I know….”

“I can’t promise that….. I don’t make those decisions…”

Gaara reached out his hand as if it was some kind of compromise we were agreeing too.

“No…. I won’t let you in…. Unless you promise not to hurt my friends…. This is non negotiable. If you promise me I will maybe spend time with you… As a friend.”

“Only a friend?....”

“A friend…”

“Alright…... “ Gaara looked defeated.

“Hey, just friends isn’t bad…. I mean who knows in the future…” What am I saying I felt guilty inside. If his village did fear him I would imagine him being very lonely. I couldn’t lead him on either though. Too late the wheels were already turning in his head as he reached for my hand. He laced his fingers with mine, they were rough textured like sand?...

“Ok… I would like to have the future sooner though….” He ran his thumb over my palm.

I’m so screwed….

As promised I spent some time with him, we ended up going to the training grounds. We didn’t really talk much all he seemed to want was to be able to be close. He finally reminded me that the battles were coming soon and there was something I needed to know. He couldn’t tell me now, but it had to do with the villages treaty. I froze remembering what Kakashi had said. Have the Kages started bargaining already, but when Gaara saw my panic he caved.

“An invasion….”

I looked at him in shock as he continued. It was going to be started during his fight as he was the weapon of mass destruction. We are going to destroy your whole village, He said. I started to stand but he snagged my hand.

“I can not let you alert anyone now…. Even as… just friends.. You have to come with me now…” Everything started spinning as he was teleporting us somewhere.

…...

The next few days I had spent locked in that small rented hotel room. Gaara’s siblings would occasionally come to see us out of curiosity. Temari had brought things back for me sometimes during my captivity, like sweets or newspapers. They were afraid of their own younger brother, I couldn’t imagine being so feared even by family. The time I spent with Gaara I learned a lot I didn’t care for, his whole village sounded wretched. He killed many people, but it sounded like it started as self defense. I felt sad for him, all he wanted was someone to be there and maybe he could change…. I am going to be a healer… Maybe… I can help him. Gaara seemed to want to know everything about me, but he didn’t share as much of his life. The only pieces I got were that he was considered a monster and everyone was afraid. His own father tried to murder him several times. There was one thing I really should never have asked though.

“Gaara?.... I was wondering…. I heard you talk to someone before… You called them mother?”

“Yes…. Mother…. What about her?”

“Well… Um…. Does she talk to you often? Where is She? You must be very close…”

Shukaku chuckled in the back of Gaara’s mind.

“She’s always with me… She’s part of me and what people are afraid of… Mother promises not to hurt you though! I’m a good son and she wants me to be happy too.” Gaara began to fidget in place looking at me for a reaction.

“What do you mean? If she’s your mother she can’t be part of you? Why are people scared of your mother?”

“Do you want to meet her?..... I can show you, but not now…. The full moon will be coming soon on the day of the fights, I may not be able to hold her back then…. If she comes out you can not run away or you will make yourself look like prey… When I was at your home looking for you…. The monster part…. If you happened to see it…. That is her…. She promises not to hurt you, but she is also sometimes unpredictable. Promise me you won’t run away….”

“The claw I saw you with…. You are saying that is her?...”

“Mommy can explain if you let me out now sweetie….”

“Not now Mom! It’s not safe to let you take control here…”

“Is… She talking now….” I asked nervously.

“She says Hello…. Sakura….” Gaara responded nervously.

“Um… Hi, Gaara’s mom….” I wasn’t sure how to respond to this, but apparently this thing wanted to meet me now.

I was able to change the subject easily enough by asking him more about life in suna. Honestly though I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. What was this thing that made him a monster, there was no way it was his mother.

At night while staying with him I came to realize he really did never sleep. Gaara might close his eyes and meditate, but he was never truly asleep. That is very bad for mental stability I thought, but it was reassuring knowing someone was there. The nightmares seemed to stop for the most part while I was with him. On the first night with him I woke to him bringing me in his arms, he said I had started to cry in my sleep. So here I am Sakura Haruno, feeling myself falling for a man who is not only dangerous and unstable, but possibly possessed. I wanted to know more about him as time went on, but the exams had finally come up again. Gaara told me they were the next morning, which meant things were about to change drastically.

……

I arrived to the stadium with Gaara and his team. I was instructed not to talk to anyone else and to stay with one of them at all times. Gaara held my hand tightly as we weaved through the crowded halls. There were so many people here that I didn’t even see what was coming.

Suddenly a hand snatched my shoulder. “Sakura where the HELL have you been! Why are you hanging out with him again? What happened to the team?” It was Sasuke and he was furiously pulling at me arm.

This did not sit well with Gaara and He went ballistic…..

“LET US KILL HIM…. He’s trying to take what is ours!!”

“......Don’t you touch…..” Gaara pulled me back and I noticed his right eye had changed!

His left eye had turned black with a gold iris and star patterns. Sasuke didn’t notice and tried to push Gaara out of the way, but he dodged and grabbed me. Gaara was pulling me now at full speed away from the crowds. I could hear Sasuke yelling as he was trying to keep up and behind him Gaara’s siblings followed suit. I couldn’t even focus my vision to see where we were headed. All I know is suddenly we were in the forest and finally stopped on a huge branch.

Gaara gripped his head as if in agony. “Mom please… Be careful around Sakura when you come out!”

“Gaara are you ok?....” I reached for him, but he pushed me away quickly as if hurt.

“Sakura…. She’s coming… Don’t run”

“Who is coming! You stupid prick!” Sasuke had managed to catch up to us now.

“You…… You screwed with the wrong person today….. You are my prey now Sasuke…. Ughhhhh!!!!”

Suddenly Gaara’s gourd started to reform around his body. I watched as the sand covered the right half of his body and face. A tail also sprouted from the bottom of the gourd to give him better balance. Gaara’s face was half gone replaced by this beast as sharp long fangs jutted over his lip dripping saliva. I couldn’t look away… This was not a mother… This was a… a… demon. I heard the stories before since I knew someone in our village had one, but I had never seen anything like this before.

Gaara took a leap towards Sasuke and slammed his large claw into him knocking him against a tree. I saw Temari and Kankuro finally catch up, but when they saw Gaara they froze. They would not come to help I thought, They are afraid of what he is becoming. I could hear his growls as Gaara waited for Sasuke to retaliate.

“What’s the Matter SASUKE! Aren’t you going to fight!?”

Sasuke finally appeared behind Gaara and used his fire style jutsu, but Gaara used the sand to block it and barreled towards him. Gaara had Sasuke pinned now and he was transforming more and more. Nothing was left of his face now, but the love kanji above his right eye. His body was also bulked up by the sand with only his lower legs showing through. This was not Gaara anymore this was Mother….. It was going to kill Sasuke and  I had to stop it. I watched as it held out it’s large claw and lept again…. I jumped in front of it. It was the most painful thing I ever felt in my life. I don’t really remember anything but the pain and his screaming. As soon as he realized he had hit me half of the sand fell away. He grabbed me in his one right claw and dashed away. I felt myself fade in and out of consciousness.

When I woke up he was there cradling me in his arm and claw. I had been bandaged with his white sashes. I looked up at him as he rocked us back and forth mumbling nonsense. I gripped at his chest tighter hoping he would relax, but he wasn’t ok now. I felt his tears drop on my head as well as what I could only imagine was saliva.

“Gaara….”

“No...no.. I’m sorry”

“I’m ok…. I’m not going anywhere… It hasn’t bled through the bandages, it’s not that severe.” I tried to sooth him.

“Why…. why did you get in the way….”

“You promised. Not to hurt my friends. I was making sure you could keep that promise.”

“Do you hate me….”

“No… Gaara you have been alone for so long. This isn’t your fault. Maybe I can help you.”

“The only thing that can fix my pain is Love Sakura….”

“I can try my best to love you Gaara….” I looked up at him nervously as he was still in this possessed mode.

Suddenly Gaara reached for my chin and brought his lips too mine, it was my first kiss ever. I thought I would be terrified as he kissed me, but he was so gentle. That was it, I was his now and there was no going back, but I’m not sure I would ever want to. The rest of the night Gaara held me protectively just like he had once held his prized teddy bear. After a few hours the sand finally fell away from his body and it was just us. We would be together forever now I thought as he kissed me again.

[sunaswife]

A Suna Rintarou Series

Summary: Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game.

A/N: Part 7!! I just want to let y’all know that everytime I update I post two small chapters in one. Usually one being Y/N’s side and the other being Suna’s side. Sometimes I’ll add atsumu like my last update but idk. Just be sure to read every chapter because they may seem small but they’re lowkey kind of important as I don’t want you missing out. One post has like 76 likes and the one after it has 150 so I just wanna make sure that you know I post twice in one day! I don’t do this to get noticed or because I want more likes but I want you to read all of my shitty work rather than some of it ya know...? Anyways! On to the story!

Warnings: underaged drinking, smut, guys talking badly about women, heartbreak, messed up shit that you shouldn’t do and a bit of fluff if you squint

Disc four-slide one: Kageyama Y/N🤍

“My my, do my eyes deceive me? The volleyball club finally has a manager~”

This girl out of nowhere stood in front of you, you both were around the same height. She was wearing an Inarizaki cheerleader uniform and she was too close to comfort. You took a step back confused as to why she was inspecting you like a detective at a crime scene.

“Can I help you...?” You asked and fixed the strap of the first aid kit over your shoulder. “I heard Inarizaki’s number ten finally has a girfriend and I thought it was too good to be true. He told me he wasn’t interested in being in a relationship so i thought he was gay at first until he showed me just how straight he was at a party a few months back.” She said with a menacing chuckle.

Show how straight he is..?

Oh

You knew exactly what she was trying to do and for some reason that sweet and humble persona you usually had completely shattered when you opened your mouth. “I’m pretty shocked he even asked me out on a date. I wasn’t expecting him to go out of his way to make my favorite food and have a picnic in the woods.” You replied with a shrug. Her eye twitched and you knew you struck a nerve.

“If only you knew—“

“Look I don’t want animosity alright? Whatever you and Suna had is in the past. You can try to piss me off and make me jealous all you want but at the end of the day he comes back to me.” You said simply and shrugged, you didn’t want to hear whatever else she was going to say. For your sanity and for her fake eyelashes to stay glued on her face.

“Why you little—“ “Y/N-Chan! Jamie!” Atsumu saw you both from down the hall. “How are my two lovely ladies.” He jogged over and smiled. You and Jamie glared at eachother and you both turned and walked away leaving the blonde twin standing there confused.

After joining the rest of the team you sighed and rubbed the back of your neck. Even though this Jamie chick was uttering stupid shit it still struck a nerve. What kind of relationship did she and Suna have before you came in the picture? Obviously it was sexual...but did he smile and keep her warm like how he does for you.

Did he text her at 3 am because he was bored and wanted someone to play Minecraft with him? Did he cuddle with her and take naps under the baby blue sky and laugh at the funny shaped clouds?

“Princess...is something wrong..?” Suna asked and all of a sudden appeared in front of you. You fiddled with the zipper of your volleyball track jacket and didn’t look up. “Babe, what’s wrong? Look at me.” He said and you saw his hand near you. He lifted your chin to face him and you almost melted when you finally made eye contact. His grayish-yellow fox like eyes put you in a trance and you couldn’t look away.

“Is something the matter?” He asked and tilted his head. You sighed and your cheeks puffed, he could help but mentally gush at how cute you looked when frustrated. But it seemed like you weren’t frustrated with anyone but yourself.

“So I met, Jamie.” You started and his eyes widened.

Bingo

Something did happened between them...

You hugged yourself and looked away, this was a habit when you were nervous or self conscious. “She’s really pretty....and skinny and her makeup is flawless and—“

“She told you we had sex right?” He said straight up and your eyes widened at his vulgar way of saying it.

You nodded and said “I know it’s in the past but she shouldn’t have rubbed it in or whatever. And I don’t know....it just bothers me a bit. I don’t know how to react...this is my first relationship after all.” You rubbed your arms. He put his hands on your shoulders to make sure you were focusing on him, even though you refused to look back at him.

“I’ll be honest with you, nothing special was or is going on between us. I just made a stupid decision of sleeping with her once and she never lets it go. I don’t see her that way and eventually she’ll move on because she does that with every athlete that catches her eye.” He assured but you were still pretty bothered. She just gives you bad vibes. “I’m just insecure I guess.” You admitted sadly.

Jamie is gorgeous, she’s the definition of a goddess, at least appearance wise. Her beautiful olive skin and blue eyes, her bleached blonde hair suits her well and her makeup looks better than James Charles. When does she find the time to do it? “You shouldn’t feel insecure. she’s alright I guess, but you’re beautiful. You’re you, and that’s what I like about you.” He said softly.

You looked back up and into his eyes to see if he was lying but his breath hitched when he saw your eyes get watery. “All I ask is for you to not break my heart. Can you do that?” Your voice cracked slightly and he nodded.

“I promise.”

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