Flower Language ~ Haikyuu

25: Filler

A/N I honestly have no idea what to write. I figured that if I wrote some filler stuff about love and gooey shit it would get rid of my writers block. BTW I might give y'all a sample of a story I plan on writing in the future. Also, I will probably end this story at the end of the second season ;))))). This chapter has no flower, and it will be spit up between each short story. I will be adding my own head canons about the characters. I am currently writing this while blasting twenty one pilots and eating pumpkin seeds so....

Enjoy!

One: Oikawa and Asahi.

What is even happening. Kaori is currently passed out on her couch, and I'm stuck with Oikawa Tooru in her living room. After placing a wet rag on her head, Oikawa spoke up.

"I know you like her," he said with a pout.

"I'm....s-sorry?" I asked with a blush. He turned to me, traces of anger on her face.

"I pay attention. Its between you, me, and that Tsukishima kid. She'll choose one of us eventually," he added. I furrowed my eyebrows at his response. Choose? Does he mean what I think he means? That one day she will end up liking one of us three? Just the thought of that makes me nervous.

"Tsukishima has the lowest chance," I finally replied.

"Hmm. I guess so, considering we are both childhood friends of hers. Its mostly going to be one of us."

"Does that make us.."

"Rivals?"

"Rivals."

Thats scares me even more. Rivals with Oikawa Tooru? For a girl's heart.

"I may as well forfeit," I sighed.

"Not an option."

"Huh?"

"You see, this is her feelings. Not a stupid game. She would date anybody if they asked nice enough, even though she rejects the idea. Kaori doesn't realize how desperate she is. This is not the kind of competition that you can leave," he explained. This is too confusing.

"I don't like this."

"Me neither," he said, looking down. I got up to replace her towel, and when I came back, he was crying. I looked away.

*****

This is stupid. I can feel tear rolling down my cheek, but I can't seem to convince myself to do anything. I don't want to fight over Kaori like this. I hate that I had denied having feelings for her for years, successfully at that. I hate that one night my heart decided that I need to let go of my denial. I am falling, and I'm afraid I'll hit the ground, hard. Azumane loves her, and I love her. And she doesn't even know what love is. 

I saw Azumane come in. He ignored me, putting the towel on Kaori's head. It wasn't supposed to be like this

Two: Stupid and Gay

I'm stupid, and gay. Here I am, going to the cafe with Yachi. It was her apology for being scared. But the girl is wearing a scarf in the middle of summer, and the henna on her hand was slightly faded. And her darker roots are showing and my heart can't seem to take it. I was on the verge of a breakdown until we got into the cafe. She put down her backpack, which she carried instead of a purse, and sat down like she did this everyday. Meanwhile, I was so nervous I could die.

It seems odd that suddenly she's calm and collected, meanwhile I'm terrified. The odd feeling dissipates when someone asks for her order. In a flash, we're back to normal. "Can I just get an iced tea? Thanks," I order.