Short Stuff [HAIKYUU: Tsukishima Kei x OC Fanfic] [Rewriting]

Chapter 1 - Shimizu's Request

Daichi's POV

"What?!" Tanaka, Hinata, Kageyama, and Noya yelled at the same time.

"What's going on?" Ukai-san asked as he entered the gym. "I could hear your yells from outside."

"Coach, is it true?" Hinata asked.

Coach nodded as he shoved his hands into his pocket. "No practice today," he said, pausing as the same people yelled "BUT WHY?!" in unison. He shook his head in response. "It's Shimizu's request. She called earlier and asked if she could use today's after school practice to help a friend of hers out. She said she needed everyone's help."

"SHIMIZU-SAN NEEDS OUR HELP!" Noya and Tanaka yelled as they obviously would. They'd take a bullet to the balls for her if she asked.

"Help her friend out with what?" Tsukishima asked, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"Perhaps it's better if you saw for yourself," Coach said. "Pack up, we're heading to the economics room."

Everyone did as they were told, and we all left the gym. I quickly ran up to Coach Ukai while the others 

"Coach," I whispered. "Exactly what's going on? Shimizu never told me the details when she called me earlier."

"We'll find out when we get there," he answered, his brows scrunched up like he was anticipating the worst. "All I know is that it sounded really important. She was practically begging me when she called." 

We finally arrived in front of the home economics room. Tsukishima went ahead to open the door, accidentally bumping into some girl. They fell down, and the girl yelped as Tsukishima landed on top, straddling the girl.

"Uhh...." was all that escaped the Coach's mouth as we all stared at the two.

"Well that's one way to greet someone," Tanaka said.

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Tsukishima's POV

My vision went blurry as my glasses fell off of my face. I looked around, pnly to see that it had fallen onto the girl's chest.

How does one respond to a situation like this?

Moving ahead of me, she nervously picked it up and put it on for me. I muttered my thanks and began to move, needing to get up before things got more awkward that it already was. As I did, she squirmed.

"Y-your knee..." she muttered. I raised a brow and looked down. My knee was rubbing up against her... uhh... between her legs.

"Definitely one way to greet someone," Noya-san mimicked Tanaka-san with a teasing tone. I quickly stood up, carefully.

"Sorry," I said, stretching out my hand to help her up. She stood up and immediately looked down at the floor, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. Of course she'd be flustered.

"It's okay..." she muttered before slowly looking up at me. "Who... who are you?"

"Akira!" someone yelled. We all turned around to see Shimizu-san by the door, looking at the girl angrily. "I told you to get some rest!" The rest of the team just stared at her in disbelief. Seeing her yelling was surreal, completely out of character.

"But I-" the girl said but was interrupted by the Coach.

"Oi, what's going on here?" he said. Shimizu-san walked over, grabbing the girl by her wrist to face the rest of us.

"Everyone, this is Akira, a first year," Shimizu-san said. The girl, Akira, was still nervously fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, keeping her gaze on the ground as if she was waiting for it to swallow her whole. "She's supposed to make cupcakes and cookies for the mini-fair."