#anyway i gotta go draw nishinoya so goodbye

[nothatsmi]

I couldn't be prouder to have you as a partner

They're slamming volley balls onto my brains.

Also I can't believe I had to go to the OVA to see the iconic Thank you for the last three years scene - why this shojo looking ass scene isn't in the main series will forever be a mystery. (maybe iwa-chan's intense stare was considered porn i mean idk man)

This show is actually pretty difficult to make fanart of cause at the same time I wanna do full illustrations of the characters - making the efforts and all you know - and at the same time there are so many i want to draw?? How am I supposed to choose, like I end up doing little doodles of everyone but I'm unsatisfied cause I wanna draw them better. But right now I'm good.

[haiky-u-lously]

Haikyuu:R/FY/N

Chapter 15                Chapter 16: School Morning                Chapter 17

Entering through the front gates of your school, you said goodbye to your friend that had walked with you.

Only to be met with a scream.

“AHHHHHH! (F/N)-KUN!!!!” Michibiku yelled, as he rammed into you, and pulled you in for a hug.

You smiled at you friend and co-club member. “What’s up, Michibiku-kun?”

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t see you after you were done yesterday! Was it okay? Were they terrifying? Did anyone hurt you?!” His questions became focused as he looked deep into the depths of your soul, “Do you WANT any of them to hurt you?”

Eyes blown out wide, you jumped away from his touch. “Geez Michibiku! Don’t be weird. I’m not a masochist like you! Well, okay I don’t know if I am, but like we do not need to talk about this here. At school. At the front gate. Where LITERALLY EVERYONE can hear us!” You whisper-screamed the last bit, and directed the second year’s attention to all the stares your pair was receiving.

“Well, you didn’t have to yell.” His swished his rocker style, jet-black hair out of his eyes. “Besides,” He swung his arm around your shoulders again. “I just want to hear all about your experience with the hotties from the volleyball team.”

Your face flushed as you remembered all that transpired since school ended the day before. Digging your face into your hands, and mumbling over how you didn’t even know where to begin.

The older male just smiled down at you and started leading you to your class. Claiming, “Well figure it out. I need details woman!”

Letting an exasperated sigh out, and flinging your head up, you asked, “Details like what? It’s not like I did anything Michibiku-kun!!” Your eyes pleaded with your friend to believe you.

He did, but laughed at your expression, “like, if Tanaka and Asahi have as much muscle definition as their plays would indicate. Even that first year setter has some power in him that I would just melt under.”

You slapped your head and turned away from the boy smirking next to you. “Why do I even tolerate you…”

Michibiku walked you to the door of your classroom, and you promised you’d tell him all about the interviews during club activities.

He waved as he disappeared down the hall.

“God, I didn’t know he could be that much.” You said to yourself.

Not realizing that a petite blonde girl was next to you, waiting to go inside the class as well.

“Your boyfriend and you must be really close.” She stated.

The expression that over took your face resembled that of the seal that Hinata had sent you earlier that morning. “Michibiku-kun isn’t my boyfriend. And, I don’t think his boyfriend would appreciate that.”

Changing her expression to nearly mirror yours, the blonde apologized profusely.

You laughed. “I’m kidding. Kind of. His boyfriend wouldn’t care. He’d just mess with me by saying I shouldn’t try stealing Michibiku-kun from under him.” When the girl still looked uncomfortable, you started into the class and continued, “I’m (F/N), by the way. You’re in my class, right? What’s your name again?”

“Uh-m, Hitoka Yachi. Nice to meet you!” She half bowed, as she walked to her seat a few rows behind you.

You smiled at the girl, “Same! And, I’m sorry for messing around earlier.”

She waved off your worries, and you both did your own thing.

Hitoka drawing something or another in her notebook, and you texting back some of the boys who had been messaging you non-stop practically since your alarm woke you.

“So, what have you and (F/N)-san been talking about?” Tsukishima asked his freckled-face friend.

Yamaguchi’s head snapped up, as he looked at the blonde in wonder. “She had asked me why I thought everyone got so excited when the practice matches for tomorrow were mentioned. So, we’ve pretty much just been talking about that.”

The taller male nodded before turning into his seat, smirking at his friend’s curious-expression. “Good.”

When nothing more was said, the near-green-haired boy went back to his own seat, wondering if his friend got enough sleep the night before.

Tsukishima played with his phone and put it up right as the teacher walked in. Having turned off his music, he also sent a quick message to you.

“You listen to instructions pretty well, huh (F/N)-san?”

You saw Tsukki’s message and nearly dropped your phone. Sending a quick response before turning it off for the day.

“You wish, it just happened to be a good suggestion to ask

literally anyone but you to share their opinion.”

Hinata was jumping in his seat and his classmates had no idea why.

One of his friends tried asking him and all they got in response were a bunch of loud…sounds and hand movements.

Every time the boy’s phone went off he would get excited all over again.

That is until his phone hadn’t gone off for a full minute. The ginger-boy re-started the device, and still didn’t receive any new messages.

“Gah!!!” He yelped.

“Hinata-kun. Is something wrong?” The teacher at the front of the class asked, causing each of his classmates to turn and face the volleyball player.

Shaking his head, Hinata shrunk down into his seat, and silently slipped his phone into his bag for the morning.

Kageyama did not like messaging people before school. He thought it took away time that could be spent playing volleyball, or resting in order to play better.

But the three messages he sent you didn’t feel cumbersome.

Your lack of response to the third one however, had him questioning his entire interaction with you up to that point for the entire first half of the school day.

Tanaka was jittery throughout his morning classes. You had just gotten in a message to him that you turned your phone off during school before his messages were met with silence.

He planned on racing to your classroom at the beginning of the lunch hour to invite you to eat with him and Noya.

If only he could remember which class you were in…

Kinoshita was beyond excited that he got to walk with you before school.

According to you, he just happened to be passing your house as you were headed out. And, it wasn’t like he was going to correct your logic anytime soon.

He was only waiting in your neighbor’s yard for like a minute and a half before you walked out anyway.

His only disappointment was that he’d left his phone at home, and would have to wait until you came by to watch his club practice to see you again.

Nishinoya tried focusing on his class. You had told him just that morning that school was important to you after-all, and what type of guy would he be if he didn’t try to appreciate the interests of the person he was interested in.

A crappy one, that’s the type.

So, he had to at least try. For today.

For this morning.

For this class.

Oh heck, what did you find entertaining about this?!

Class 2-4 was working on group work, and the teacher had stepped out to reprimand a student who had been late.

Hinnoshita and Narita tried pairing up with a guy they knew was on the Newspaper Club, but he was totally freaking them out.

With his crazy jet-black hair, and they way he talked as if he was best friends with every single person he met…it was a bit much for the laid-back volleyball team members.

But, they persevered.

Or, so they thought.

“So, you two have the hots for (F/N)-kun, don’t’cha?” The boy asked bluntly. Causing the other two to duck behind their desks like meerkats hiding from a lion.

Asahi kept his phone on his desk, staring at the picture you had sent him that before school started for the day.

It wasn’t much, if anyone else were to look at it.

But, you said you thought of him as soon as you saw it. If that wasn’t enough to make his day, the fact that you asked if you could hold a group interview with the third years during lunch definitely was.

He’d get to see you during the school day! How could that not make things better.

Even the rotten tomato of a score he got on the quiz that was just handed back couldn’t damper this man-child’s mood.

In 3-4, the captains of the volleyball team tried to focus on planning arrangements with Nekoma for the joint practice.

However, they couldn’t take their minds off the new first year they had just met the day before.

Both were excited they’d get to see you during lunch. But, they were even more excited by the fact that you had asked for the meeting.

Sure, it sounded like it was just more official Newspaper Club business, but still!

As your teacher dismissed your class for lunch period, you began to pack up.

It wasn’t long until you noticed someone standing by your desk.

“Yes?” You asked as you looked up.

Hitoka smiled at you shyly, “Hi (F/N)-san. Um, so Hinata-kun told me you were overseeing an article about the volleyball team for the Newspaper Club, and I was just wondering if you were going to come to the practice matches tomorrow?”

“Oh, right!!” You slammed your hand on your desk. “You’re a manager, aren’t you? It totally slipped my mind. Could I interview you, potentially for the article, sometime during the team practice tonight?”

The shocked blonde nodded simply.

“Great!” You glanced at the clock, “Oh shoot. I’m late. Okay Hitoka-san, I’ll see you later. I gotta meet the third years!”

You sprinted out the door before you could hear what the other female had to say.

“(F/N)-san, you...forgot you’re bag…” Hitoka’s comment was met with silence as she realized it might be a while before you recognize that you were missing a vital part of your lunch.

a/n: How was this? Sorry I had to put in an OC, but hopefully it’s okay? I mean, Michibiku seems like a pretty fun guy, and his name is greeeeaaaaat. Hahah. Anyway yes, please give input for where the story should go. It’s very much appreciated. Thanks for reading!