#players ?? then again i did see x reader fics abt them so u can’t say that they didn’t make it weird and a little bit pervy

[kendallroygf]

will always be completely baffled seeing ppl post about sports on here like. why are u posting about the premier league on the freak website …

[lnarizakis]

my name is... (part 6) | a. keiji

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part 6 | akaashi keiji x f! reader

… One day, just two weeks before Spring Interhigh Nationals, the switching stopped.

All of the memories of (Y/N): her beautiful face, her messy room, her wonderful friendships with Nishinoya and Hinata, and everything about her faded away from Keiji’s mind. All of the memories of Keiji: his piercing gaze, his eyes (oh, his eyes), the beautiful bond he had with his volleyball team, and all that (Y/N) knew of him vanished from her memories. The remnants of what they had remembered lingered as a tiny shadow that persisted to stay.

Eventually, in a week, they forgot everything about each other. All that had remained was that once, in some crazy fever dream they had, it seemed they had switched bodies. They did not question the reality of the situation because there was nothing to question; they had forgotten all they had wanted to question.

A few days before Spring Interhigh Nationals they moved on with their own ways. (Y/N) unconditionally supported the Karasuno High Volleyball Club in their endeavors and their crazy-good first years, and Keiji practiced non-stop with the ace, trying to perfect their plays and to memorize all of Bokuto’s weaknesses that would prove useful during games.

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Picture this: it was two days before Nationals, and (Y/N) was sitting in her room all alone, deciphering the strange picture of a boy her age she had drawn some time back. She was scavenging the deepest parts of her memories, only to come up with nothing except for the embarrassing memory several months ago where before a volleyball game she came to watch, she tapped the shoulder of a boy, only to come face-to-face with a sleepy-eyed boy with his radish-haired friend some steps in front of him. The two taunted that she went to the same school as “the King,” and that they would remain the victors of their game (Their school lost, by the way. It’s rumored that they’ve never gone to Nationals before, despite being super good.).

(Y/N) lied back down on her bed, flustered. She stared up at the ceiling, and grew extremely bored of the long days of winter break. The boredom ceased, as her phone rang. It was Nishinoya Yuu.

“Oh! (Y/N)! You picked up!”

His excited voice rang through her ears like a happy child’s song.

“Of course I did, Yuu. Why’d you call?”

Silence. Then, a long inhale.

“(Y/N)! Nationals are in a few days! I’m really excited and I want you to come! You always attend all of our games and it always makes me excited to see you in the stands cheering me and my team on! Will I see you there? At Nationals, I mean.”

She laughed. Oh, this boy. (Y/N) looked at the luggage she had prepared a couple days in advance.

“I’ve already packed my bags. You better win all the games, Yuu. I don’t want to see you guys come all the way out in Tokyo just for you to lose your first game.”

This time, Yuu laughed, then exclaimed, “(Y/N), you always tell the best jokes! You know we’re gonna win all the games. Don’t doubt it!”

She smiled. She was very excited, and something deep within her seemed to be expecting something. She was waiting for something. (Y/N) was waiting to see… something. She didn’t know what.

(Y/N) decided to keep the conversation flowing by asking Yuu, “So what other schools are we gonna see there? Who’s gonna get obliterated by the hands of Karasuno’s volleyball club?”

Yuu laughed heartily. He thought for a moment, then replied, “Let’s see, we got Nekoma… and Inarizaki… and Itachiyama… and Kamomedai… and Fukurodani…”

He trailed on. Their phone call lasted some couple of hours, and ended with an abrupt bark from Tanaka-san on the other end, telling Yuu to go practice volleyball with him outside. And so they hung up.

(Y/N) looked up at the ceiling once more. She was excited. Very excited. She couldn’t wait… to see Karasuno win. Yes, that was definitely what she was extremely excited for, and that was totally what was getting her heart racing.

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The Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium was bustling with life. It was loud in every corner of every room, and excitement was buzzing like electricity throughout the air. Shirts were sold, pictures were taken, music was played. The exclaims of “Oh, I’m so nervous!” and “Ah, I can’t wait!” were heard throughout the crowds. The opening ceremony was about to begin.

(Y/N), decked out in whatever she could find that could show at least some support of Karasuno’s volleyball club, weaved through the crowd to find her friends before she seated herself high up to watch the ceremony. She wanted to wish Yuu and Hinata good luck.

Soon enough, she found them, with their black and orange uniforms, some of them teeming with excitement and others trembling in anxiety. (Y/N) ran over to them, calling out their names.

“Yuu! Hinata-kun!”

The two boys turned around, and their faces lit up in excitement. The girl began talking with Yuu first, handing him a good luck charm, and relieving him of his hidden nervousness. He was more overly confident, but he was very excited to see her. She then gravitated towards Hinata, who was currently in a very expressive conversation with two other players from a different school. One of them chuckled as he relished in the praise brought to him by Hinata, whom that guy called his “disciple.”

Behind him was another boy who seemed to be more reserved, but called out to Hinata, telling him that it was okay to tell “Bokuto-san” if he’s wrong. That reserved, quiet boy seemed familiar, but she swears she has never seen him before in her life. The two made eye contact, but they immediately looked away, knowing that it was a little awkward for the both of them, as they had never met before.

Her heart started racing.

An announcement suddenly rang out from the lobby they were currently in, saying that the opening ceremony would start in five minutes and that each team should line up by jersey number order, with the captain leading the line. This caused a greater commotion, and some people to get lost in the crowd. (Y/N) was one of these people, as she tried to make her way back to Karasuno’s cheering section. She once again weaved through the crowd, apologizing to people she accidentally bumped into, and would make awkward eye contact with others.

The quiet, reserved boy with curly black hair and blue eyes also got lost in the crowd. He tried to make his way to his team, but the crowd interfered with his intention. He and the girl made awkward eye contact once again, hoping they would not bump into each other as they passed by in the large crowd.

Something sparked within his heart, as he turned around swiftly and tapped her shoulder.

“Excuse me…”

She turned around. It seemed like time stopped for the two of them as they stared into each other’s eyes and the crowd continued to pass by them.

He asked her, “Have we met before?”

She smiled.

“I thought so too.”

They walked closer to each other so they would not get lost in the sea of people around them. They faced each other, with a growing smile on both of their faces.

Shyly, as he played with his fingers, he asked, “Well, then, what’s your name?”

“My name is…”

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thank you for reading! i am so happy with all of the positive feedback this fic received. thank you guys for everything! I hope you enjoy this last part! if u guys have questions abt the fic/plot, please let me know so i can answer them!