Flower Language ~ Haikyuu

11: Red Hyacinthus

Red Hyacinth: Play

Kaori Kozume's POV

We were settling down for a bit, and we noticed Kiyoko trying to grab our attention. She was on the second level, and there was a large piece of cloth in her hands. She draped it over the rail, and we got a good look of what it was: A banner that had,"Fly," written on it. It almost moved me to tears.  She then said something, which I couldn't hear well. The guys started sobbing, with the exception of the first years. After seeing them so emotional, I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. Once the commotion died down, we remembered what is coming up. Our first match is tomorrow. I need to make sure I can help them as much as possible. Of course I'm routing for Nekoma, but I really want this team to go far. They need the experience, or they'll never grow. I helped them clean, and I saw Hinata and Kageyama struggling with handling the net. As expected, Hinata had his hand tangled in the string.

"Hinata you have to be more careful," I advised, and gingerly (heh its funny because he has orange hair) untangled his hand. Both boys looked at me oddly, then kept cleaning. I went back to picking the volleyballs. I pushed the cart to where it belonged, and saw Yamaguchi looking sadly at the floor. I walked over, and grabbed his shoulder gently.

"Yams, is everything okay? We can't have anyone with poor mental health before our first match!" He looked up at me in suprise, and forced a smile.

"Everything is okay Kozume-san, don't worry about me," he said.

"You can't fool me with that, Freckles," I told him,"Tell me whats wrong, now."

"Its just-well, everyone has some amazing skill to use in a match. I don't have much," he explained.

"Wrong. What about that float serve thing? Maybe its not fully prepared, but I'm sure you'll get it!" I reassured the boy. He smiled, and it was like the cloud parted and the angels sang.

"T-thanks! I-I'll do my best, K-Kaori-san," he said, bowing.

"Ah, no need to bow! C'mon, help clean up. I think Hinata got his hand tangled in the net again." He happily walked off, and I felt this weird feeling in my chest. I don't like it. I have been too nice to the dorks, now there are maggots eating my stomach. Well, more like moths. Note that I hate those butterflies of death.

Next Day, Morning:

We got on the bus, and I looked around, trying to find a seat. I almost was about to ask someone to move, but saw Asahi sitting near the back. Thank god.

"Ah, Azumane! Can I sit next to you?" I requested. He did a quick nod, and I sat down. "Azu, don't overheat if I fall on your shoulder." He chuckled, and I saw a trace of blush forming on his cheeks. I warned him. I turned on my music, and a song from Hamilton, Aaron Burr, Sir, came on. I highly recommend listening to it.

"Kaori, can I listen to your music? " he sweetly asked. I already feel bad, but I gave him an earbud.

Brrrah, Brrrah
My name is Hercules Mulligan
Up'n it, Love'n it
Yes I heard your mother say,"Come Again!"

Lock up your daughters and horses, of course.
It's hard to have intercourse over four sets of coursets

"What??? Intercourse as in.." He practically screamed.

"Yes Azumane, intercourse as in sex. Calm down!" I said softly. He took out the earbud, and continues looking out the window. "Hey, whats up?"

"A-ah, nothing!"

"Sure, I won't pry," I promised.