Flower Language ~ Haikyuu

12: Acer

Dead Leaves: Sadness

We were still celebrating our win, and decided to headed to a local gas station. He showed us that the match was on TV, so the group huddled around the screen. Oik did a weird OOC speech about beating us, and I remembered his cocky facade that he puts up during matches. Little do they know he is a massive space nerd. The team seemed disappointed and scared, so I pushed them out the door, thanking the cashier. We headed to cabin-like house we were renting, trying to stay optimistic.

"Kozume, what do you think is our chance of winning?" I heard Noya hopefully ask.

"I'd rather not answer that," I replied, trying to not affect their already negative mindset. In truth, there is about a 10-20% chance of success, knowing Oikawa and Iwaizumi. Apparently they had a practice match, but Trashykawa wasn't there, so Karasuno won.

"Let's forget about tomorrow for now! First, everyone go set up their futons so we can eat dinner and then take our baths. C'mon, chop chop!" Suga encouraged the group. They straightened their backs, and practically ran to the large room we were sleeping in. I put my futon next to Yamaguchi's and Nishinoya's, but I was still fairly close to the window. Asahi was across from me. After a few minutes of light unpacking, we headed to the dining area.

"Kaori-senpai, why don't you sleep in the same room as Shimizu-senpai?" Yamaguchi timidly pried, and proceeded to grab some food.

"I'm a player, aren't I?" I simply explained. I looked over to his plate, and saw basically nothing. "You are just as bad as your loser friend." I scolded, and scooped some more food into his bowl. He nodded gratefully. That was until he saw my fully loaded plate, and trembled in fear.

"How can you eat that much senpai?!" he said worriedly.

"One, don't call me senpai. Two, I need it, being biologically female and all. It is honestly unfair that guys have all that testosterone," I complained. Tsukki came up from behind us, and Yams happily greeted him. I walked over to an empty spot on the end of the table, and sat down. I shoved food in my face, finishing quickly. I walked back to the room alone, and laid down, burying my face in my pillow. I won't be able to handle the guys once they lose. They'll cry, then I'll cry. I hid underneath the blanket, and was starting to go to sleep, until I heard the door open and the loud chatter of the freak duo. 

"Who is there?" I heard the shrimp ask and then pull the covers off. "Ahh!" he yelled, and I remembered that I wasn't wearing my glasses.

"Can you not scream in my ear," I angrily suggested.

"Why do you look so angry? It reminds me of Kageyama!" he said, ignoring my request for quiet. Kageyama looked at the shrimp, agitated. He hit the small first year, who tried to hit him back.

"I just don't have my glasses, Hinata," I answered, annoyed. 

"Gomen, gomen!" he apologized, and started grabbing clothes from his bag. "Oh, and by the way, after our baths are done, its you and Kiyoko's turn!" the small boy informed. I nodded, and grabbed my pajamas from my bad ahead of time. It was a pair of lounge pants, and a loose tank top.

Later, I got up to check if the first years were done with their baths. I came across a tall and short figure talking. I walked up, and saw that is was Hinata and Tanaka. "What are you two dimwits doing?" I asked.

"I saw a short figure running around, like some child," Hinata warned. Doesn't sound that bad. Suddenly, the two boys pointed behind me, and I saw someone about my height turning around. Gingy and Baldy screamed, and I noticed the familiar features of my dear friend Asahi.

"Don't be scared! Its just me," Asahi comforted the two boys. I just laughed at their reactions. They told them about whatever was scaring Hinata, and we noticed something moving behind Asahi. The child they were talking about? I heard them scream again, and I put my hand over their mouths. I looked and saw the short figure was Nishinoya, with his hair flat down.