Dancing With Fire | h.harem

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"We-We should've come a little later, actually..." Hinata groaned, rubbing his freezing arms with his also freezing hands. "It's not that cold out, wimp," stated Kageyama, but sighed and took off his jacket anyway.

He tossed it over the ginger, who happily took in the warmth. "I guess you're not used to the temperature in Japan, so you can use this for now." Smiling, Shouyou took the other half of the jacket and placed it over the raven, snuggling closer to his side.

"I really want to play volleyball right now..." Shouyou thought allowed, sighing and closing his eyes. Kageyama scowled in embarrassment, attempting to push the ginger away, but gave up when he didn't move.

Instead, he only leaned his head against the ginger's, waiting patiently for their senpai to arrive.

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"That's not fair, Kageyama! You sly bastard!" Shouted Tanaka, yanking the startled first year away from Shouyou. "I- He's the one who-" Kageyama cut himself when he realized Tanaka was growling too much to hear his excuse.

"I'm goin' to change..."

Sighing, Tanaka turned to the confused ginger, helping him off the ground and onto his feet. "Thanks, Senpai! Wanna head to the club room with me?"

"Can I carry you?"

"I can walk, but thank you, Tanaka-Senpai," chuckled Shouyou, walking ahead of the bald male, who was blessed with the sight of the ginger's jiggling ass. Slapping his hands together, a tear slipped from his eye as he thanked every God he knew, his gaze never straying.

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"Um, you're kind of off your game, Shouyou. What happened to those killer spikes and high jumps?" Ukai questioned after calling the ginger to the side. He shifted his weight, pulling at the collar of his practice jersey uncomfortably.

"Sorry, it's just... these clothes make me feel restricted. It's hard for me to move at my full potential." The coach sighed, ushering Yachi over. "Yes, Coach?"

"Can you get one of the orange vests from the storage closet?" With a quick "yes" she made her way to the other side of the gym. "I can't have you running around naked, but if it makes it easier for you to play, you can wear this and your little black shorts."

Sighing, Ukai thanked Yachi and took the vest from her when she arrived, holding it out to the ginger. "Before we have our match against Aoba Johsai Friday, I expect you to at least be able to wear the shorts and shoes though, or you're going to get some unwanted attention."

"Unwanted attention? What do you mean?" Another exaggerated sigh left the coach's lips as he ruffled up the ginger's curls. "Just go change! Nishinoya, you're subbing for Hinata until he gets back!"

Smiling, Shouyou thanked the coach, awkwardly bowing to him and causing him to chuckle. "You don't have to bow. I know you're not used to that kind of stuff."

"My mom said it's a way to say thank you and sorry... or something, hehe..."

"Well, enough of that! Go get changed already!" Ukai laughed out, slapping the ginger softly on the back and causing him to temporarily lose his balance. "You got it, Coach!"

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Time seemed to fly by, and the day of their practice match soon arrived. Shouyou had finally broken in his new pair of shoes and learned how to successfully maneuver around in his practice shirt and kneepads.

Most of the thanks for teaching him so quickly went to Sugawara, Kageyama, Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Kiyoko, who all stayed late at the gym to give him some advice and help him.

On the evening before the match, they even tried to put Shouyou in a pair of decent practice shorts, but he claimed them to be too constricting and thoroughly explained to them the difference between his shorts, and their shorts.

He still had a ways to go when it came to following society's rules, but they could only teach him so much in such a short amount of time.

"Are you ready to go, Hinata?" Yamaguchi questioned, leaning over the ginger's shoulder as he stared at the bus in front of him with a smile. "Yeah, I'm just super excited!" An arm swung around him and pulled him into the side of a body much larger than his.

"You should be! This is your first-ever volleyball match! I'm sure you'll kick some ass!" Tanaka exclaimed, swinging him and Shouyou around as they entered the bus.

Giggling, Shouyou turned around and held a hand out to Yamaguchi, inviting him to sit with him and Tanaka at the back of the bus. Before he could accept, however, a certain blond called him to the middle, and he had to decline the ginger's invitation.

"Next time then, okay?" Shouyou chuckled, holding his hand out for a high five. Accepting it, Yamaguchi smiled and pressed his hand against Hinata's, giggling with the little ginger before making his way toward Tsukishima's seat.

"Hey, Hinata, me too," whined a certain bald male beside him, holding his hand out to Shouyou just as the bus began its journey to Aoba Johsai's gym. With a bright grin, the ginger slapped his hand against Tanaka's but found that he couldn't pull it away.

Curiously, he looked up at his senpai, only to see him looking down at their now conjoined hands with reddened cheeks. "Your hands are so small..." he muttered, lifting the ginger's small hand and pressing it against his cheek whilst closing his eyes.

"Tanaka... Senpai?" Hinata muttered, his brows slightly furrowing in worry. "Sorry, I'm still kind of tired..." the male answered, dropping their hands slowly onto his lap. "Aha, that's okay, Tanaka-Senpai! You can sleep on me if you want!"

With a smile, Shouyou opened his arms out to Tanaka, their hands still tied together. The action caused the senpai in front of their seat to growl and turn around. "Me too, Shouyou! I'm sleepy too!" Nishinoya cried, making a grabby hand at the ginger, who laughed under his breath.

"Sure, sure, Nishinoya-Senpai. Come here," he whispered, holding his hand out to Nishinoya, who glanced at Tanaka with a smug look before swapping seats and resting his head against the ginger's shoulder.

"Shouyou, you're so warm and soft..." Nishinoya murmured against his tan, smooth skin, breathing in Hinata's sweet, flowery smell.

Tanaka placed his head on the ginger's fluffy hair with a huff, wrapping his arm around his slim waist. When his fingers traced over Shouyou's back, he felt the ginger flinch. "You okay, Shouyou?" Nishinoya questioned, looking up to check on his kouhai.

"Oh, yeah, ahaha. Sorry, you guys can-" Shouyou's sentence was cut off by a yawn, as the sun just began rising into the sky. The two senpais looked at each other and laughed quietly, snuggling closer to the little ginger.

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A/n:

I just realized that this may not have been obvious, but this story is based in a time where native Hawaiians were still around. Basically, it's a mix between modern Hawaii and 5th century Hawaii. :) Sorry if you guys don't like that ＞︿＜