✓ Rivals - SakuAtsu

IV: 0~0 💗

His alarm rang over and over, until he threw it across the room, "Ugh, guess I have to get a new alarm clock." Atsumu muttered aloud before getting ready for school, "Hell doesn't even start yet, but I want it to be over so bad."

It had been a few weeks since Atsumu's sick day. And since that day, they have been meeting up after volleyball practice everyday! 

Atsumu reached for his phone on his desk and opened it up to his messages with Sakusa:

Your chat with omi omi😷:

good morning >0<

what with the face things ☠️ 

what's wrong with them? ^-^

they r very unlike u.

but they cute ☺️ 

thanks

Just reminding you about our meet up today at 5:00.

we hang everyday at 5 i can remeber 😒

Also reminding u about the training camp in two days. 😐 

But Doesn't your class start in ten minutes? ≧ ≖ ͜ʖ ≖ ≦

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IM LATE GOTTA RIN BYW

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The match had ended, meaning that practice was over. 

"Okay, let's call it a day," Kita announced. 

Atsumu leaned on the bench and sighed in relief, "Finally!"

Michinari sent a glance at him, "You've always hated practice, but you've gotten a lot more happier since we lost against Karasuno." 

"W-what do you mean!?" Atsumu asked, stuttering.

"And you always leave after practice to do something," Osamu added, "Mom and Dad are worried, you know?"

"I'm just hanging out with a friend!" He answered.

"It's okay, I'm your brother. I understand that your seeing someone else. I'm dating Suna after all." 

Atsumu stared blankly at him, "You think," he paused, heat rushing up to his face, "IM DATING SOMEONE!?"

"You aren't?" Aran asked, "You spend so much time texting and meeting someone that you have to be dating."

"Nope!" Atsumu instantly snapped. Of course, if I told them me and Sakusa were dating, they would FREAK, he thought.

"See," Suna grinned, "I told you that he wouldn't be dating anyone."

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid." Osamu mumbled.

Atsumu laughed while slightly biting the inside of his cheek,  "One hundred percent paranoid." 

-

Atsumu made his way into the small cafe, then to a table that contained a black haired germaphobe. "Good afternoon," Sakusa greeted him without lifting his head from a notebook.

"What 'cha doing?" Atsumu asked, looking at the page Sakusa was staring at.

Sakusa dropped his pen onto the table before sighing, "I think I'm going to be a high school dropout because of Algebra."

"Well, crying won't do you any good," Atsumu replied, "Let me see." 

Sakusa gazed at Atsumu as he examined the page for a few seconds, nodding, his dyed blond hair swaying. For some reason, his brown eyes sparkled in Sakusa's eyes. When Atsumu spoke none of the words reached his ears. 

Sakusa had felt this feeling around Atsumu numerous times before. Time stopping, his heart beating as loud as drums, and him staring deep into Atsumu.

He knew it was love.

No, he knew he was in love.

In love with Atsumu, of course.

-

"You got that Omi?" Atsumu asked.

"Yes. ." Sakusa muttered, broken out of his trance.

Atsumu lifted his head and stared deep into Sakusa's eyes, "You good?"

He could feel his face heat up, "Just thinking about the training camp. . Our teams don't like each other much, so if we seem close. ."

"You are right," Atsumu said, "maybe we should pretend not to know each other. When we're in front of them."

Sakusa felt his heart drop. Pretend to not know him for the whole training camp? For three weeks? Tine and Sarawat didn't even last two weeks apart! How could he last three long weeks? "I can't do it."

"Of course we can do it!"

Sakusa took a deep breath before muttering, "Then, we can stop pretending at any time right?"

In an instant Atsumu's face flushed, "Y-you. ." He leaned his head on his hands and gleamed ear to ear, "You really want to inform people about our relationship, huh? "

"You don't want to?" Sakusa questioned.

"C'mon! Let me think about it for a while!"

He smiled, "I'll give you time."

Suddenly, Atsumu reached into his pocket and pulled his phone to his ear, "Hello?" He answered.

Sakusa sat at the table waiting quietly for the call to finish.

Atsumu took his phone off his ear, "Osamu wants me to get home."

"Want me to walk you?" He asked.

Atsumu shook his head as he got up from the table, "Nah." Atsumu leaned close to Sakusa, slightly pecking him on the cheek, "Have a goodnight love!"

Sakusa hesitantly lifted his hand up to his cheek, caressing the spot Atsumu had kissed.

that was hot?!.?....?