The Final Year [Iwaizumi X Reader]

Thirteen : Determined

The game had been going on, with the score fluctuating back and forth between both teams. Oikawa seemed to really have a kick in his ass, wanting to destroy Karasuno with every play and serve.

Really, he wanted to destroy Kageyama. The passion and anger that he buried from his days at Kitagawa were emerging rapidly.

It scares the living shit out of Kindaichi and Kunimi, which made the third set almost unbearable to play, none the less watch.

"We're going to win this, Iwa! You and me are going to destroy that first year duo. Mister prodigy and shorty don't know what's coming!" Oikawa whispers into my ear before the third set commences.

All I could do was hope his enthusiasm could carry us out of the pits.

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Aoba Johsai won the last set, clinching the 26-24 lead. Oikawa and the rest of the group had been cheering and huddling over each other in the centre of the court.

All the while, my eyes were stuck like glue upon the defeated king, now only a minor member of his brigade.

His shadowing appearance made apparent he wasn't in the mood.

That is until Oikawa steps next to me.

"I can see he's not well. Serves him right for thinking he can beat me."

"Calm your ego for 2 minutes...will ya?"

"Iwa, we won though! Bragging rights!"

I look back to Kageyama, his hair draped over his eyes, "yeah well no ones in the mood."

As much as you don't sympathize with the enemy, I couldn't help but feel as though partly responsible for his demise.

Then again, Oikawa was the leader for that. I just stopped in before bruises appeared.

Minus the bloody nose I gave him back at Kitagawa.

"How much time will we play the next game?" I ask, looking to the hallway.

"About 15 minutes, what's up?" Matsukawa responds.

"Gonna go check on the girls game, see what's up."

Oikawa grabs the sleeve of my jersey, whipping me around to him, "Remember our deal, Iwa..."

Fucking psycho!

His whisper chills the back of my ear and the hairs behind. I eye him closely, "R-Right."

"Are you checking on Y/n? I thought you guys weren't talking?" Yahaba asks, looking out general direction.

Either Oikawa said something, or they really didn't see the throw down outside the school.

"Yeah, Oikawa said you guys were ok and then something happened. You guys not cool again?" Hanamaki asks, dragging the again to insinuate annoyance. He really wasn't having it with me and Y/n.

Oikawa infact said something. I'm not about to risk it now.

"I'm checking on Yoko. She and I are going exchanging game results for practice. Why would I invest my time in a careless, lazy bitch like y/n?"

The guys look to me, then away.

"Question answered...ok then. Tell us how they do."
Yahaba clears the air.

I nod and leave to the hall, grabbing my water on the way out. I head to the fill station where I press the button and wait for the bottle to fill.