Sweet-Tanaka Ryuunosuke (1)

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A/n: hey y'all! The updates after this are going to get more spread out, I think. I'll try to keep writing them as much as I can, but, like I've said before, I'm a college student. And it is still kicking my ass. I appreciate you guys so much! Have fun with the one shot!

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   You always supported your brother in his volleyball endeavours, despite how often it ended in you or him being injured. You would try your best to help Taketora, but very often you were just too clumsy and uncoordinated, and you both would often trip over each other and get hurt. He loved practicing with you, Akane participating as the cheering squad.

   There was however, one thing that you often fought over.

   You were Nekoma's manager, which meant that you went with them to the Karasuno away game at the beginning of your second year. It was the first game with them for what seemed to be a long time. Nekomata was more excited for this game than you had probably ever seen him—which was saying a lot for an old man as passionate about the sport as him.

   Karasuno's team was nothing out of the ordinary to you, but it seemed there was one boy that Taketora instantly had problems with. He seemed to have a similar aesthetic as your brother, but you had no idea if he acted anything like him. It would probably be for they better that they didn't, because you were sure they would attempt to start fights every few seconds. Admittedly, you were busy running around helping the third years get everything set up, so you didn't pay much attention.

But you did notice that the boy that was similar to your brother staring at you a lot.

It was something Taketora seemed upset over. Although, he was caught up in Karasuno's manager, so it wasn't like he wasn't at least a little similar, in that regard. Whenever he saw the boy looking at you, he would make sure he was hiding you—or, at the very least, someone was. He shoved you into poor Kenma when he wasn't looking, and almost knocked the two of you over.

"Tora! Calm down!" You snapped. "Sorry, Kenma. Tora's freaking out about nothing."

"But Y/n! That guy is ogling you! I can't let him get to our only manager!" He replied. "He'll take you away."

"Tora! You're being creepy!" Kai shouted.

"Eh? I am?"

"You don't have to worry, Tora," you said. "And yes, you are being a little weird."

"Taketora isn't too wrong either," Yaku said. "I mean...he is really staring at you."

You shrugged. "It's probably fine. It's not like he's actually done anything wrong. Besides, if he's anything like Tora...he's just like that."

"Two Toras..." Kenma muttered. He shivered for a moment, his expression twisting into a sour one. "Please...no." You laughed.

"It's going to be okay, Kenma," you said. "I'm sure he won't bother you."

"That's what I was hoping about Tora."

"Oi! Kenma! What the hell was that?"

Kenma flinched and took a large step back, giving you enough space to step in between them. "No fighting, you two. I don't plan on playing middle man."

   "Fine!" Taketora snaps. "But if he tries anything, I'll beat his ass."

"Whatever you say, Tora." You rolled your eyes and stepped away from the team. You raised your hand, catching the attention of most of Katasuno's team. "Hi! I'm the manager for Nekoma. My name is Yamamoto Y/n!"

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 31 ⏰

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