Getting to know You (Oikawa Tooru )

14.

Junko was right. Monday I had people coming up to me the whole day asking me to autograph their magazines. It was actually kinda of ridiculous when you think about it.

People came up to me, sharpies and magazines in hand as they were raised in the air.

The second the lunch bell rang people came at me with their magazines. I don't understand why it was such a huge craze but apparently to everyone else it was.

Junko looked scared as hell as people surrounded us at lunch. One moment we had finally gotten away and it was quiet, the next they surrounded us like a pack of hungry wolves.

I don't know how Oikawa dealt with this everyday but this got annoying fast.

I turned to Junko and saw her face grow paler then normal. Her breathing was picking up and her hands were shaking. "Shit." I mumbled.

"Guys please give us some room!" I yelled. No one seemed to want to listen. Everyone continued to yell to me, trying to get my attention and only seemed to close in. I let out a groan of annoyance.

I felt my hands begin to shake, feeling the overwhelming crowd begin to close in on me and Junko's fear behind me.

I took a deep breath to try and steady myself. I went to call out again when a low and booming voice called out. "Hey Trashykawa, what the hell are you doing?"

I looked up to see Iwaizumi Hajime pushing his way through the crowd behind a flailing Oikawa who was a couple steps in front of him. Oikawa finally stepped through the crowd and stood in front of me. "Ladies and gentlemen. Please give these two some room."

Iwaizumi finally made it through the crowd. He went to yell at Oikawa when he met my green eyes. His expression didn't change much, nothing more then a slightly eyebrow raise and anger flashing in his soulless looking eyes.

He took a step forward and stood next to Oikawa. "Do as assikawa says and give them some room." He yelled out over the crowd.

While they had that handled I turned around and stepped back over to Junko. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as she softly began to cry into my chest.

She was okay in crowds, not the best but okay. But when she was the center of attention in it, she couldn't handle it and her anxiety would skyrocket.

"It's okay. It's okay." I whispered as I rubbed circles on her back and slowly swayed us back and forth.

People began to head their separate ways. When the crowd was clear enough so very few people were surrounding our bench on the soccer field Oikawa turned and walked over to us.

He knelt down in front of the bench where Junko was curled up in a ball against my chest and where I had pulled my legs up next to me, taking up more space.

Junko's sobs had quieted down. Her shaking had decreased, but she was still breathing heavily. "Is she alright?" Oikawa asked as his piercing brown eyes met mine.

I nodded. "She's better but I need to bring her to the nurse. She needs to lie down and sleep. It will help make it better. And I need to get her inhaler."

"Iwa-chan." Iwaizumi stepped over and stood behind Oikawa.

"Oikawa what do you want?"

"Can you carry her?" He asked as he looked up. His curls fell back off of his face and his eyes looked pleading.

From what I'd heard and seen of Iwaizumi he wasn't very good with girls. He was very shy talking to them.

"I- I'm o-okay." Junko whispered.