The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

twenty-four.

Yamaguchi

"Tsukishima! You're pacing out, again!" Coach Ukai's voice boomed around the court, "Do it, again!"

Familiar squeaking noises that forms a friction of one's rubber shoes on the floor could be heard around the gym, loud thudding and spatting from the receiving and spiking.

It was another normal, training day in Karasuno Volleyball Team on a Monday afternoon. But not for me. This isn't normal at all. I couldn't feel more awkward around Yachi-san. Even Tsukki.

Especially that Tsukki had been looking like crap the entire afternoon, he didn't really want to train today in the first place. But he just got dragged along by Nishinoya-san and Sugawara-san.

Tsukki's extra exhausted today, as if he didn't even feel like playing, his legs so close to giving up, but Coach Ukai wanted us to train more so that we would be able to enter the sport games in Tokyo.

"Tsukishima-san! Block for me!" Hinata-kun called Tsukki at the other side of the court as he held one of the volleyball.

Tsukki's face was at grim, literally grimacing the entire afternoon, "No," He muttered, striding towards the bench.

Ukai-san blew his whistle, "Tsukishima! No sitting yet! You've only been on the court for five minutes!"

I wonder what's up with Tsukki today? Even during our morning classes, there was an uneasy tension between us because he wouldn't really talk to me that much. During lunch break, he didn't went out of the classroom but listened to music throughout break times.

I see those gravity-drawn shoulders painting a picture of Tsukki's heart, as if neither it nor his soul would welcome a beat.

Tsukki had started to show less of his emotions, again. He had build some new walls with him so lonely on the other side. If only he would at least give me a chance we can take them down brick by brick and start to feel together what it means to be a real friend.

But of course, who the hell am I even kidding? He's Tsukishima Kei. What more could I even expect from him? After all, he wouldn't show any emotions unless he's drunk.

This morning, I met with Yachi-san and walked together to school. At first, it felt really awkward, I guess it's okay to feel awkward, I'd rather feel that way and be real than any other.

I hate that I get emotionally attached and show my soul as if it were a movie. But hey, that's me, wearing "awkward" as if it were my own exclusive label.

I was kind of glad that Yachi-san didn't mention about the . . . kiss.

My first kiss.

It was Yachi-san who took my very first kiss.

It didn't went well because I was so confused, and taken aback that she'd kiss me out of the blue. It was so surprising that it overwhelmed me to kiss her back.

After that night, there isn't a moment that I am awake that Yachi-san isn't in my thoughts. She looks my way and I blush; she speaks to me and I splutter something non-coherent in return; she sits next to me and I feel my skin begin to sweat.

I really might like her, after all.

She doesn't know it yet, I already told Tsukki.

A night prior from this day . . .

"I think I like Yachi-san."

I was scared.

I was scared to admit it to myself that I really might like her.

Tsukki's face held a stoic expression but suddenly, his brows formed a crease as if he was shocked by my confession.

Tsukki blinked a few times before he could even speak, but then he hesitated, why did he looked so surprised?

"What?" I asked, confused.

Is he really THAT surprised that it's very unlikely of me to like a girl? How rude.

Tsukki's utterance was phlegmatic but eventually softens, his eyes darting away from me as he lets out a soft chuckle, "Why do you hesitate?"

I frowned, still confused, "What do you mean? I said, I think'," A little bit baffled, I couldn't help but feel curious of his strange remark.

Tsukki had this smug look on his face, obviously, he's already making fun of me,"What I mean is that; you wouldn't hesitate to answer my question if you really like her,"

But then he asks, "Are you gay?" His brows was furrowed, and then melts into a mocking smirk.

What?

I was caught off guard by his question, it didn't really sounded like he was questioning, but it sounded like he was already assuming.

"Tsukki! You're so mean! Can't I confess to you about liking a girl without you making fun of me!" An automatic pout fell on my lips, I couldn't help but glare at him.

He jeered, mockingly, "Don't go asking me for advices because I'm not fond of girls,"

What?

"Are you gay?" My thoughts said out loud, repeating his line.

Oh, crap, did I just ask him that?

Tsukki's smug look on his face drastically changed into a frown, wrinkling his brows, "What-? No- No!" He defends, "I mean, I just haven't experienced that with girls, so-"

"All right! I get it. Damn, why do you have to be so pressed about it?" I couldn't help but laugh. He sounded so defensive which made it even better.

He stood up from his seat and shoved his hands on the pockets of his jeans, "God, shut up Yamaguchi," Tsukki grumbled as he dramatically rolled his eyes, "Stay here whenever you like, I'm going home," He spats like an angry child, before storming off.

I laughed, never knowing when to breathe between the giggles that left my lips, "Sorry, Tsukki! Alright! I'm coming!" I tried to surpress a few chuckles but failed.

"Shut up," Was the only thing he could ever say during our walk home.