Boys with brown eyes

Chapter 7

Some of the guys looked at me with questions, "What does she mean you're used to guys?" Hinata's cheeks were a bit pink as he asked me like he had already made up an answer himself. "Hitoka! When you say it like that, it sounds like I've been sleeping around!" Many of the boys turned red at my reply. "I'm simply used to hanging out with guys."

Tanaka was staring at me. "What?"

"Have you kissed a guy?" His serious face cracked me up. My laugh caught the attention of some other people. "Of course, I've kissed a guy." Hinata's mouth hung open. "Really?!" It looked like he could never imagine that happening.

"Yes. I'm surprised that was the question you chose to ask." I switched positions to sit more comfortably. "Hey, what if we play truth and dare," Nishinoya yelled a little too loud. A cough from behind me made me turn my head. It was the little guy that sat with the Yamamoto guy earlier. "Excuse me. My teammate wants to apologize for making you uncomfortable."

The other guy was once again staring at me. I decided to stand up so I didn't feel so small. He followed my movements until I was looking up at him stone-faced. The little guy punched his back to pressure him. "Um.." He struggled to find his words. I placed my hand on my hip, making him shift his gaze to my middle. I followed his gaze and grabbed his chin to look me in the eyes.

His teammates widened their eyes as they watched from a distance. "If you have something to say, then say it." He turned completely red and fell to the floor, bowing, "I'm so sorry for staring at you! You are just too beautiful for this world, and I wanted to know your name! Please forgive me!"

The corners of my mouth turned upwards slightly. "Y/n." He looked up at me.

"What?"

"My name is Y/n." His position on the ground made me uncomfortable as others were watching. "Stand up; you look stupid." He was up in a millisecond, still glancing at me. "If you want to talk to a girl, then just go up and talk to her. It's useless to stare." I gave his shoulder a pat.

"Y/n?" Takeda called out from the entrance. I gave him a wave and started to walk over but turned one last time. "If you never say anything, nothing will ever go your way, will it?" I smiled and continued walking.

"You wanted to talk to me?" He scratched the back of his neck as I gazed at him.

"Your teacher called." My face frowned in a slight worry. "She wants an explanation on why you ran out of class." I leaned onto the wall and took a deep breath. "What did you say?" Takeda gave me an expression that said guilty all over.

"I may have said we called you for being our medical help." I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't this. "You lied for me?" I chuckled and gave him a big hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He rubbed my back before I let him go. "I owe you big time!" I hurried back to the boys with a big smile. "I'm staying for the week!"

"Really?!" Nishinoya was on his feet, jumping.

"Yeah! I'm officially your medical, uh, nurse?" I wasn't there to do much. They already had two managers, and one happened to be my sister. Nonetheless, I was happy to be able to bond with my sister over something.

"I'll make sure to get hurt often then." Noya had an expression of smirking and winking, not really giving me anything but cuteness.

"Please don't. You'd die."

The evening was spent talking and getting to know each other. They tried to fill me in on different positions and what they did, but it was hard for me to understand as I didn't do the sport myself.

Some guys from other teams joined in on our conversation, and it soon turned into a smaller competition between the boys. It was fun to see how they got along, although they were rivals. I always liked that in sports.

"Okay, guys, time to go to bed," Ukai called out to us from the entrance, and with a bored sigh, we all got up.

"You can sleep with us, Y/n." Kiyoko didn't show her emotions with expressions, but I could see her intentions through her eyes.

"Thanks." I brought my bag with me as we strolled towards our room. The room was plain, but it was spacious for only three. We got ready for the night and were now sitting on our mats in silence.

"Why aren't you guys interested in anyone on the team?" My comment had surprised them, even though I was sure they were accustomed to my flirty persona. Especially Hitoka.

"Not everyone is like you." Hitoka was fast to puff her chest out. She always did that whenever she became irritated.

"I mean it. There are a lot of good-looking guys on the team. It's just weird to me that neither of you doesn't have any deeper relationships with some of them."

Kiyoko reflected for a minute before she answered. "I guess I don't see any of them that way." It wasn't that I didn't understand her, but I knew what boys felt when it came to Kiyoko. She was indeed gorgeous; even straight girls blushed around her. I understood them completely, I love boys, but Kiyoko does give me some butterflies whenever she says something nice.

"Not even for the third years?" My back hit the smooth surface of the bedding, facing the roof.

"Why? Do you like some of the third years?" The blondie followed my movements, and we were all mirroring each other.

"I don't know, maybe." I lifted my hand to gaze at it. "I think I find them attractive because they're more mature. Plus, their athletes, they got muscles."

After our little boy discussion, we all fell sound asleep. My mind was wandering with thoughts about the team. I liked the boys. They were sweet and intriguing. A fun bunch, for sure.