Reignition (KurooxOC)

Our Last Stand

Kuroo and Suguru shook hands.

"Well," Suguru smirked trying to get under Kuroo's skin, "I figured this would happen."

"What was that?!" Kuroo fired back, "We have every intention of making it to Nationals! But well, we lost, so... Guess I'll shut up."

Kuroo returned and spoke to the team, "The one you'll have to look out for is Daishō. He's nothing but trouble, so just be careful. Expect constant feints."

I looked over at Nohebi and caught Daishō looking in my direction. We had a stare off and how I wished to spike a volleyball across his face. I kept my head up high and refused to let him get to me. 

Lev had a nervous look on his face and Yaku stepped forward, "Even if you miss five times, you just need to score ten more."

"Yaku-san..."

"Then we just have to worry about not letting the other team score."

He stood in his alternate libero uniform and the boys looked at him in awe, even Kuroo. As Kuroo warned the team, Daishō's first attack was a feint. We got it up, but then it was slammed back down into our court. 

"Their number 11's probably gonna miss," Daishō trash talked.

Kenma snickered and LEv frowned, "Don't laugh at that Kenma-san!"

"Their number 4 can't hit a line shot!" he went even further.

"No line shot," their number 10 agreed.

That caught Yamamoto's attention. I just hoped they would be able to tune them out. 

The scores were 13-13. After the point, Nohebi kept trying to provoke our team by going after Lev. Nohebi was now 13-15. In the next set, yamamoto went too far forward and had the ball hit him in the face. Daishō bowed mockingly in apology. They definitely were snakes, I thought and saw Kenma staring at Daishō.

During the timeout, Naoi and I checked on yamamoto.

"Put this on your eye," I passed him the ice pack, "It'll reduce any swelling."

"Ugh, he pisses me off! has the captain of Nohebi always been like that?!" Lev asked.

"Nah," Kuroo shook his head, "He just learned how to fake being a goody two shoes along the way."

"Definitely a snake," I grumbled and glance over at Kuroo, "Better take him out before I do."

Kuroo smirked at my words knowing I would carry through with them. Chances are, I'd end up being kicked out of the gymnasium and potentially banned from volleyball if I did what I wanted. 

"He's got the head ref completely wrapped around his finger," I mentioned.

The game resumed and Nohebi kept saying insults and it was starting to aggravate me. No one says that about them, I thought angrily.

"Now, now," nekomata placed a hand on my shoulder to calm me down, "We can't have our manager lose her head."

"Gomen," I apologize, "It just irritates me to no end to hear them trying to provoke the team."

It was 19-21 with us losing. If they got the first set, it would put more pressure on us. Yamamoto tried to receive the pass only for it to go flying into the crowd. Yaku sprinted after it and sent it back to the court. We have gotten the point, but I was looking over to Yaku worriedly. He was limping from the crowd. 

"Yaku-san!" I rushed over to help support the libero who seemed to be in pain.

Yaku apologized to someone in the crowd who he had accidentally stepped on.