Heads Up, Handsome (SakuAtsu)

An Open Book

( Hello there.. This is the third chapter of this book. It's been awhile since I updated.. Sorry about that. I graduated recently and have been really swamped until now. Anyways, I'm back, hope you enjoy the chapter.)

"My names Atsumu, Atsumu Miya. Nice to meetcha." As the boy spoke, Sakusa felt a burst of certainly rush through him. This was the person who had been watching him.

He didn't know exactly why he felt so sure, but something about those chocolate brown eyes made him certain beyond all reason. They were deep and limitless, as if they lead into infinity itself, and made Sakusa feel as if he was falling.

The sound of raucous laughter from the other side of the court brought Sakusa back to reality, and he quickly shook his head. "I know who you are." He found himself saying, a bit surprises by the coldness in his own voice. Despite this, Atsumu seemed unbothered.

"Really!" He asked exitedly, bouncing on the heels of his feet. "Ya know who I am? Like actually?!"

Sakusa winced at the loudness of the boys voice, struggling not to cover his ears. There was no reason for anyone to be so loud, even in a volleyball court."I think anyone in this gym with half a brain knows who you are. Or at least they know of you." He paused, seeing a slightly confused look on the boys face. Letting out a deep sigh, he crosses his arms over his chest. "Your one of the Miya twins," Casually he gestured to a boy on the other side of the gym, almost completely identical to the blonde save for his silver hair. " What I mean to say, is your reputation proceedes you."

Atsumu looked a bit flustered at this, rubbing the back of his head while his cheeks turned slightly pink. " I didn't think talk of me and my brother would spread as far as Itachiyama. Much less to someone as..." The boy trailed off, his cheeks growing even redder by the second. Was he perhaps sick?

Frowning, Sakusa took a large step back, resisting the urge to pull his mask out of the pocket of his shorts. The last thing he wanted was to catch some weird sickness, but other people always seemed to find it rude when he treated them like they were dirty. Usually he wouldn't care, but Komori had bet that he wouldn't be able to make it through the day without wearing his mask. Really it wasn't that big of a deal, but he wanted some extra money, and didn't really want to deal with his cousins gloating for a month.

"Is there a reason you came over to bother me?" He asked, his nose still wrinkled as he thought of the possibility of getting sick.

Atsumu, if it was possible, somehow managed to look even more ruffled then before. "W-well...." He trailed off again, looking embarrassedly down at the floor. "I-I was wondering if.... Maybe we could be friends.... "

Half and Hour Later.  .  .  .  .

Atsumu mentally cursed himself as he helped the rest of his team clean up the gym. How could he have been so stupid? What kind of person asked to be friends directly after meeting someone? He didn't really blame Sakusa for walking away without a word.

For almost as long as he could remember, Atsumu had been focuses on volleyball, so much so that Osamu had even become caught up in it. He spent large portions of his days training and the rest was devoted to homework and sleep. He had always been far to busy to have a crush, to focused on his dreams. Now he found himself regretting never learning about romance and other such trivial matters.

Perhaps if he had taken even the slightest interest in such things, he would have been able to have a proper conversation with the gorgeous ace. Instead, he has made a complete fool out of himself.

Groaning, he banged his head against the volleyball in his hands, wishing that he would wake up to find that the whole day had been some weird dream. "Hey." The gentle voice brought Atsumu out of his head, and he looked up to find Suna standing next to him, looking worried. "I think it's time we had that talk."

Before Atsumu had time to respond, Suna had grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the gym, gesturing to Kita that they would be right back. He didn't speak again until he had pulled him outside of the school gates and onto a deserted soccer field nearby. "Sit down."

Atsumu opened his mouth to argue, but one look from the Brunnette had him instantly dropping to the grass. Once Suna had settled himself beside him, Atsumu spoke. "Why did you bring me out here Rin?" He asked, pulling nervously at the laces on his shoes. "Is it because of how I was acting before practice. Cuz if is I'm fine. Nothing is wrong."

Suna let out of sound of disbelief, leaning back in the grass and pulling out his phone. "Don't lie to me Atsumu. Your game was really off today, Osamu noticed it to." He paused, looking up from his phone screen with a suspicious look on his face. "Samu thinks you didn't get enough sleep, but me personally, I think it had something to do with Itachiyama's ace."

Atsumu felt his face turn red, though he wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or humiliation. "N-no, why would you think that? What does he have to do with anything?"

Suna was quite for only a split second, before loud laughter erupted from his mouth. It took him several minutes to calm down enought to speak, but when he finally did, it was through barely stifled giggles. "Oh please, Tsum-Tsum. Why even try to lie. You're like an open book." Atsumu covered his face with his hands and Suna continued to speak wiping little tears of laughter out of the corners of his eyes. "Tell me what happened then. Come on, I saw you talking to him after the match."

Atsumu briefly considered lying, but decided against it. Even before he had started dating Osamu, Suna had been a good friend. And after all, who else did he have to talk to. He was pretty certain that Osamu would just laugh at him. Kita wouldn't understand, even his best friend Oikawa would see the situation as nothing more then a form of entertainment. As irritating as Suna could be at times, he was also extermly reliable.

Biting his lip, Atsumu drew in a deep breath, and when he opened his mouth he told Suna everything.

Twenty minutes later, Suna was frowning, showing no hint of his previous laughter as his head tilted to the side. "You mean, he just walked away. Without saying anything?" He shook his head as Atsumu nodded. "What a jerk, maybe it's for the better that he didn't accept your offer Tsum, that's not the kind of guy you want to be around, let alone date."

Letting out another groan, Atsumu flopped backwards onto the grass, gazing up at the clear blue sky. "But he was so gorgeous Suna. Like, he looked like a literal Greek god." Even without seeing him, Atsumu was sure that Suna had a look of disgust on his face. He had never seen Atsumu like this before, and probably wasn't very fond of this new side of his friend. "I can't believe I made a complete fool of myself in front of him."

Suna chuckled, kicking Atsumu in the foot as he lifted himself off the ground. "I think you have bad taste." He said, leaning down to take the blonde's hand and haul him to his feet. "But it doesn't really matter anymore does it. You'll probably never see the guy again anyways."

(Hello people, aliens and whatever else came across this book. Thank you for reading this chapter. I hope you liked it. Hopefully updates will be quicker now that I'm no longer in school, but I'm not going to promise anything. I can be kind of a slacker, but I will do my best. Anyways thanks for reading and have a goodnight, goodmoring, or whatever it is where you are. 💗💖)