The Third Miya: Isuma

E P I L O G U E

EPILOGUE

TWO YEARS LATER

Isuma felt underprepared at her own engagement party. 

She hadn't known it was happening. Between the time Hishari had texted her with the surprise and when Isuma was supposed to be there, she had barely managed to comb her hair and find a nice dress. Hishari assured her not to worry, as it wasn't technically her actual engagement.

The real thing- a sweet, traditional ceremony- had happened a week ago. It had been exhilarating and dreamlike, but it was a small event that many of Isuma's friends couldn't attend. Her brothers and Hishari had arranged a small party so everyone could celebrate. Around two dozen people showed up and Isuma greeted them all, but the most important person hadn't arrived.

Her best friend from med school, Sana was standing beside her. She was a crazy, bold, and loud person- pretty much the exact opposite of Isuma. 

She was also the person Atsumu had liked for the past two years to no avail.

Sana glanced over at Isuma and asked, "Has he texted?"

"No. Not yet. Hopefully soon." Isuma replied. She checked her phone for the dozenth time; he had texted another update, promising to be there in two minutes. He too had been caught off-guard by Hishari's sudden summons. She began to type out a response when a small figure tackled her, wrapping their arms around her torso. Sakura sang, "I-su-ma-san!!!"

"Sa-ku-ra!!!" Isuma matched her energy, smiling brightly. Sakura complained, "Ao-nii won't let me play on the Swish!"

"The Switch." Isuma automatically corrected. She let Sakura pull her over to the TV, where Aoki and Hinosa were aggressively stabbing their controllers, yelling at the screen. Isuma raised her voice. "Aoki. Hinosa-kun! Why aren't you giving Sakura a turn?"

"One sec, Isuma-chan. We're almost done with this set- hey, Sakura-chan! Not now!" Hinosa protested as she yank the controller away and plopped down beside her brother. Isuma said flatly, "You are a grown man and she is a child."

"That doesn't mean she can just- oh, hey, Tamiko!" Hinosa leaped up from his chair and practically sprinted across the room to tackle his best friend and complain about Sakura. Isuma began to say something to the two kids but was stopped by a tap on the shoulder. Hinata flashed his bright smile and gave her a high five. "Isuma-chan! Congratulations! I'm sorry we're so late. I came with Kageyama and Iwaizumi-kun and Oikawa-san, and they took forever! Can you believe it? How are you- oh my God, I love your dress! Where's your boyfriend- I mean your fiancée! Is he late too-"

"It's good to see you too, Shoyo-kun." Isuma quickly said, smiling. Hinata pointed to the overcrowded table of gift bags and boxes. "I got you something! Kageyama said it was dumb, but it's better than his present. I hope you like it!"

"I'm sure I'll love it. How have you been? I hope it wasn't a hassle for you to get here on time. I didn't even know it was happening until today." Isuma explained. Hinata waved it off. "Nah, I've known for a while. It's no big deal, I was here on break anyway. It's the off-season, so most of us are in Japan right now- luckily."

"Isuma-chan!!" A familiar voice called. Isuma brightened when she saw Oikawa approaching her, with Iwaizumi and Kageyama close behind. Oikawa reached her first and wrapped her in his warm embrace that instantly relaxed her. Over the years, he had become another older-brother figure in her life (although she would obviously never admit it). "Isuma-chan, you grew taller!"

"I did not!" Isuma protested. It had been six months since they'd last seen each other, and her height hadn't changed for the past six years. Oikawa flicked her forehead. "Oh, yeah, Iwa-chan's here too!"