Flying! Haikyuu x Oc (Under construction! So it may change sometimes!)

New Coach & Meeting the Ace

Third p.o.v
After practice was done and Zayd passed the water bottles around, he walks over to where Nishinoya is stretching on the gym floor, kindly offering to help Nishinoya with stretching. The second-year eagerly took up his offer, so now the white-haired boy is sitting behind Nishinoya on his knees, calmly pushing the latter.
Tanaka makes his way over to the duo and grabs a bottle of water that was filled by Zayd. As he's drinking, he shoots a curious glance at Nishinoya's legs and arms before abruptly taking a double-take as the image of bruises registers his mind.
"Say, Noya-san." Tanaka all of the sudden says. Finishing his stretch, the former comes halfway up to glance inquisitively at Tanaka, and opens his mouth to let out a short,
"Huh?"
"What kind of training did you do while you were suspended?" A grin appears on Nishinoya's lips as he stares off into nothing, a fond glance in his eyes.
"Hmm, mainly block-follow. Training for saving balls after they're blocked," He answers, recalling the women who were kind enough to lend him a hand before glancing down at his hands.
"I still can't do it well, but if I get good at block-follow, you guys can spike with greater confidence." Nishinoya adds, Tanaka stares down at him in amazement, slightly taking aback as a sweat drop forms on his cheekbone. Zayd also glances at his legs and arms. The dedication of him...
This guy... Tanaka watches as Nishinoya lifts his arms above his head, stretching his back and shoulders. He has a new bruise every time I see him.Tears are leaking down Tanaka's face before he's hastily wiping them away, trying to stop it from flooding the floor.
"Noya-san, are you for real? You're such an awesome guy!" He babbles, and Nishinoya releases his right arm in a hurry, waving them around, alarmed at the sudden crying of Tanaka.
"What're you crying about?!" He almost screeches, looking panicky and lost at what to do with Tanaka crying out of nowhere. Zayd just sighs and stands up while dusting of invisible dust off of his trousers. The door of the gym slides open, revealing Takeda, which is not an unusual sight. What is an unusual sight, however, is the blond guy wearing a red tracksuit standing behind him with a stoic face. Wait, I know him.
"Good job, everyone. Huddle up!" Sugawara and Sawamura are gaping as Takeda steps inside, the blonde guy following quick, standing besides the other.
"Let me introduce you. This is Ukai-kun, who will be our coach starting today." Composing himself quickly, Sawamura's teeth click together as he shuts his mouth, taking a step forward. Zayd snaps his fingers quietly. Ah, the grandson of Ukai! A well-known coach who retired! He got Karasuno to it's first National Tournament!
"C-Coach? Is this true?"
"Only 'til the match against Nekoma." Sawamura deflates slightly at Ukai-kun's words, his shoulders slouching a little.
"Oh..." Tanaka's eyes light up in recognition as he finally remembers where the guy is from, and points his index finger at him.
"But this is the guy from the Sakanoshita shop. He's really a coach?"
"He's a senpai to all of you. He's the grandson of Coach Ukai."
"WHAT?!" The third- and second-year exclaim loudly, the echoing through the whole gymnasium, bouncing of the walls.
"But that's not the name on your store." Hinata says, the sentence is more of a question as he stares at Ukai, his eyes wide and curious, having popped out of seemingly nowhere. Straighten his back slightly, Ukai glances down at Hinata.
"The store's named after my mother's side of the family." Before there can be more questions fired his way, he plants his hands in his side, turning his attention to everyone as they made an attempted semicircle around him.
"We got no time to waste. Let's get started. I want to see what you guys are made of. The game will start at 6:30 pm. The opponents have already been invited." Oh.... Zayd's shoulders slouch a little. Guess that means staying here longer.
"Huh? Opponents?"
"The Karasuno Neighborhood Association Team." A devilish smirk splits Ukai's lips in two.

Somewhere else

The wind is blowing softly as the setting sun is casting rays of light of beautiful orange, and yellow with a bit of lilac. A shadow is made by a lone figure sitting on the grass, the sun in his back, warming his back as he has dark clothes.
Asahi seems to be in deep thought, going off of the afar gaze in his eyes he has his knees propped up, leaning on both of them with his arms.
"If you still like volleybal, that's reason enough to come back." The sentence has been going through his mind for what feels like hours, nagging him, refusing to go to the back of his head to think about it later.
"You seem troubled." A voice suddenly states calmly, making him flinch slightly, startled out of his thoughts. Asahi slowly throws a glance over his shoulder, conflicted dark brown eyes meeting calm almost forest greens ones. They have speckles of brown in their eyes. He notes absently, before noting he has taking his sweet time with answering.
Flushing in embarrassment, he scrambles up, almost tripping over his feet as he does so, and quickly grabs his bag with him. "A-Ah....I...I..." He stutters, not being able to form coherent words. The stranger tilts their head a bit to the side, observing him for a moment. He suppresses the urge to squirm under the other's scrutinizing gaze, feeling suddenly a bit like an insect under a microscope. Probably sensing how he's feeling, the stranger's gaze softens slightly.
"I apologize, it wasn't my intention to make you uncomfortable." The stranger pauses, "My name is Andou, Andou Zayd, but you can call me Zayd if you want." Zayd gives him a small bow, his mop of white hair falls in his eyes before he straightens his back again, gazing at Asahi, seemingly waiting for something. Oh, wait, his name!
Feeling stupid for not realizing sooner, Asahi bows as quickly as he can, mainly to hide his burning cheeks.
"I'm Azumane Asahi." As he stands up straight again, he watches as Zayd's lips curl into a small smile. "I know." Huh?
"Huh?" He repeats dumbly, and instead of answering the latter turns slightly away from him, so his left shoulder is turned Asahi's way.
"Would you like to talk more on our way to the Karasuno gym?" He offers, his voice calm and kind. Asahi blinks owlishly, not fully comprehending the question until Zayd is starting to fully turn away from him.
"I'm sure you have a few questions, I can answer them for you on the way there. At least if you want to." Zayd's eyes are twinkling as he glances over his shoulder to gaze at Asahi, before turning his head away from him, and calmly starts a normal pace. Asahi is already running after Zayd before his mind has fully processed it.
"Wait!"