Mornings are usually easy for Oriana, however there was a sour taste in her mouth the night before. Waking up at four AM seemed excessive, but teacher Takeda insisted that their school couldn't be the last to arrive again. Arriving earlier meant they could help the Nekoma team with the preparations for the camp.
Even during the summer time, Oriana was forced to wear a second layer of clothing as she walked to Karasuno High along with Daichi. The cold stinged her hand, only her palm against her boyfriend's was remotely warm, but her fingers were freezing cold. The sun was starting to rise over the hill, warming her body with gentle heat. Daichi observed her, how the light catched her eyes. Her brown eye was coated with honey enhancing its depth. The purple one seemed almost pink in this light. He couldn't stop himself from smiling at those beautiful eyes, and also, it was impossible not to wonder about her past, what disturbing scenes have those eyes seen. He only wishes he could've been there for her at that time. Whatever happened, Oriana insists that she does not want to talk about it. Daichi was aware of the girl's difficulty with honesty, he understood it as a cooperation mechanism for whatever trauma she suffered in the past. If she asks her boyfriend, he will admit it, that he feels like something is missing whenever they are together.
The energetic team was quieter than usual, deeming the unholy hours they had to set their alarms to. The trip to Tokyo went smoothly as most of the time the bus was found in a slumber. Although, around lunch time, the boys were starting to get irritable, complaining about the time wasted in travel that could be used to be in the court. Daichi, feeling the restless energy from the team, was starting to get impatient himself. He almost got a serene and quiet trip. Almost.
Arriving at their destination, they had a sort of welcoming from the Nekoma team.
"Is that the Tokyo tower?" Nishinoya and Tanaka asked simultaneously, excited as it would be the first time seeing it.
"Really? Is it?" Oriana asked, also excited. She had only heard about the tall and imposing Tokyo Tower. One year in Japan had not given her the opportunity to visit it.
"It isn't. It's just a normal communication tower." a tall boy wearing the distinguished Nekoma red tracksuit answered their question.
Behind him, a boy with black bed hair laughed in a strange manner. Everyone in the club was already familiar with the Nekoma school due to their practice games. Oriana, however, recognized some of them from watching the games from the bleachers, but never actually met them.
"You have gotta be kidding me. There is another manager?" a boy with a blond mohawk couldn't take his eyes off Kiyoko and Yachi as Tanaka was showing them off.
After greeting the Nekoma team captain, Daichi reached his arm around Oriana's shoulder and whispered into her ear,
"Prepare yourself," he said. "If you think my team is energetic, you wait until they start conjoining forces." Daichi joked and Oriana laughed at his remark.
"Another one? What do you even need three managers for?" Nekoma's team captain bawled.
"What? A third one?" the blond mohawk cried.
"Actually, I'm not a manager. I just offered to help the managers in the camp." Oriana said.
"My girlfriend is amazing indeed." Daichi bragged.
"Isn't she just ditching your own club?" Tsukishima joked behind them. "Why did you even join the book club?"
"It's not my fault that the club is full of romance and young-adults lovers." Oriana complained. "I tried to convince them to read horror novels, but they're too scared."
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Dishonesty
FanfictionIn a world divided by the magical north and the plain south, the people have learned to live peacefully. Oriana, like many other mages, ran away from her duties with the Black Bulls after the elf incident. Her only wish is to live a common life unti...