Haikyuu!! One-Shots [X Reader Edition]

Iwaizumi + Oikawa [A Choice]

She bit her lip irritably, staring at the two who stood before her, the overly plastic brunette staring down at her with, for once, seriousness. Determination. His black haired companion staring down at her with the same expression, but a little scarier.

"You know you have to choose, [First]." Oikawa said, his eyes staring down at her.

Of course I know that, you dumb idiot. Her fingers gripped the book on her lap tightly. This was frustrating - maybe more than frustrating. Annoying. Ridiculous. Iwaizumi looked at her, his eyes piercing into her slightly twitching body.

For the past years, the feud to catch [Last] [First]'s attention has become more and more persistent between the captain and ace of the Aoba Josai volleyball team. In the beginning, it started as joke between two elementary school boys - the best man would get the pretty girl in the school yard. It grew more and more in middle school, both boys asking her out and confessing their love on rooftops and after school. [First], who had known of the fight, insisted on saying no.

She had not wished to tarnish their friendship between them and with her. Never in a million years would she want to do that. Of course, she had feelings for them, but that still wouldn't change her judgement. Now here they were, third years in high school. God, she just wanted a normal day without having two (hot) men breathing down her neck, but they just seem to find a way to find her. [First] glared at her book and stared at the two.

"You both know I can't choose and I won't. What's worse than two men fighting over a girl is ruining their friendship because of it." [First] slammed her book closed. "No matter how many times you're going to ask, I won't answer any of you. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to class to read. Without any interruptions."

Picking herself up, she brushed past the two high schoolers, a blush crossing across her cheeks. The two stared after her, then at each other.

I won't let you have her.

{~*~}

The slamming of hands caused the girl to flinch instinctively. "TWO YUMMY MEN - ONE PRACTICALLY BEING EVERY GIRLS DREAM BOYFRIEND AND ONE WITH AMAZINGLY GREAT ARMS ARE FIGHTING FOR YOU AND YOU WALK AWAY FROM THAT? DID YOU HIT YOUR HEAD OR SOMETHING?"

"M-Misaki-san, please shut the hell up." [First] had her hands out, nervously, seeing the curious looks from their classmates. Her friend huffed, crossing her arms at her. Misaki plopped herself down on her seat, in front of the embarrassed friend.

It was silent for a minute before Misaki's annoyed groan escaped her lips again. [First] sighed, closing her book, gently settling her hands on top of it. "I don't get it. Why can't you just have them both? Isn't that a better resolution?"

"Are you stupid or something?" [First] scoffed. "It's just - just complicated. You wouldn't understand."

"Then elaborate. How is it possibly so hard to understand what you're going through? I'm so jealous I'm not in your position."

"No you shouldn't." [First] snapped hotly. "Do you know how hard it is to choose between two best friends? It hurts so much now because it got so out of hand this year. I can't even hang out with them anymore because at one point they're gonna ask me to choose! So no, you shouldn't because it hurts too much to gloat to gossips like you about how the 'two hottest' third years are 'all over me'."

Misaki pouted at the response and [First] had a feeling that this wasn't going tovbe the last time they had this discussion. Thinking fast, the girl set her book down and pondered on what Misaki had said earlier. "If I chose both, then what, Misaki? More fighting? More drama? Most likely." She answered back with a feeling of possibility flowing through her.