𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

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gym class

"Ugh I forgot how exhausting it is to be me" your legs give way and you fall into the expectant hands of an unmoved Natsu who's been prepared for your antics since the very moment you stepped foot onto the track

The weather was perfect according to the coach which roughly translated to 'it's gotten a few degrees cooler out so technically we won't melt to the pavement if we're careful!'

"That makes no sense" Kenma squints, trying to block out the heat of the sun with his hand while he mourns the loss of his confiscated Nintendo switch.

"It's the heat I think, it's getting to her" Yaku pokes your cheek "or she's just trying to get out of running" did he really have to call you out like that

"Definitely the second one" Kuroo snickers

"Quit being a drama Queen, we haven't even started running yet"

"We..haven't?" You take a a peak out onto the sun bleached world just to see that Natsu was right

"We just got out here" Lev snickers "you can't get out of it that easily"

Well shit.

"Even if she goes around the the track she's still gonna end up last—look at those shoes" the most realistic thing you've ever heard Koko say in her life. Natsu was right, don't wear heels when you know you have gym.

Your change of shoes were okay but they still weren't exactly sneakers, or anything you were supposed to run in for that matter.

"If you make it to the end I'll buy y—"

"You'll buy me something?!" You gasp

"I didn't even say what!"

And you're off.

Running had never been this fun when you didn't have a reward but being treated to something later really enhanced your motivation. You sped before a few of your peers, shoes pounding against the blacktop.

'This is easy' yeah that's true until you get a little ways into using all you energy at the beginning—you were fast when you wanted to be but your stamina wasn't exactly the best when it came to long distance. Still you're continuing off, in fear that if you lose a little speed you're ankles might realize you're running in such dangerous shoes and fail on you.

You've practically trained for this your whole life, running from bouncers that saw through your fake ID, chasing Natsu's exes away with a bottle of rum, chasing Sai when he stole your makeup pouch when he was pissed off.

By now you should be a natural but Kuroo sends you a mocking kiss as he passes you

"At school tomorrow it's on sight!"

"You can't even reach my neck!" He waves back at you

'Soooo not fair' you huff to yourself

"I know he's like 7'11!" Lev nearly scares you out of your skin, you didn't even see him beside you

"Boy.." you look up at him, eyes narrowed like your repulsed he's pretending to not have a great advantage of our-running Kuroo "you too! They put the descendants of fucking Goliath in this thinking we were about to win?!"

"Don't feel bad Y/N! I'd beat you at anything!" He yells over the sound of the stampede "wait why did it suddenly get so loud..?" The question makes both of you look behind

Natsu and Yaku are head to head, leaving abounding clouds of dust behind them as they rival each other's with matching speed. They run like nothing else exists, concentrated and ready to knock down any obstacles. Right behind them is Taketora—and it looks like he wanted to run the two of you over more than he wanted to run the race.