We Can Make It Great Again- A Tsukishima x Reader Fanfiction

Chapter 6

Such a pretty fan art of Yamaguchi. You know what seeming he is a mage in this fic I think that that style would suit him well for this. I'm going to base him off of this art.

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A day later the castle grounds were filled up with soldiers of all kind. All of them were waiting around for their instructions. (Y/n) was inside with Kageyama and Tsukishima making sure that she got her daily training in. They both agreed that they should extend their training time by at least half and hour. However despite the extra training (Y/n) was still yet to beat Kageyama and his pride.

"(Y/n), everyone has arrived now, it's time you address them now." Sugawara said as he entered the room stopping the training. (Y/n) nodded grabbing Tsukishima's sleeve and dragging him out of the room after her.

"Princess, I can walk myself you know I don't need you dragging me everywhere. Unless of course it gives you comfort than drag all you like." The blonde grinned.

(Y/n) shook her head and let go of the cloth and kept walking. 'Why did I do that? Why did I grab his sleeve? Was it for comfort? Of course not, surely I don't need comfort, especially not his. What am I 5? But was it for that reason?' Such thoughts filled (Y/n)'s mind and before she knew it they had arrived outside.

Tsukishima looked over to see (Y/n)'s (s/c)  hands shaking. 'She must be scared. Tch, what happened to all the confidence and pride?' Sighing he reached over and patted her back. 'Just a little pat on the back won't hurt too much, right?

(Y/n) looked up at the blonde, her eyes wide. "What? Can't have you messing up and embarrassing yourself. I might just die of secondhand embarrassment." He scoffed looking out at the many soldiers talking among themselves. Worry and fear could be seen in their eyes but were masked by their smiling faces as they joked among one another.

"Look at them. Filled with false hope. They know that when ever they are called into the kingdom something bad will happen. This hasn't happened since that time with my father and everyone knows how that ended." (Y/n) sighed her face frowning as she looked out.

"Well it's not like we can help it. Besides isn't that your job, to give false hope to the hearts of those fighting for you." Tsukishima said, his voice void of emotions.

"Yeah I guess." She sighed flicking her (h/c) over her shoulder and signalling for Asahi to ring the gong. Asahi nodded and grabbed the silver mallet and slammed it against the gong three times. The gong  rung out and caught the attention of the soldiers. All eyes were on (Y/n), there was no sound except the faint ringing of the gong as it died out.

(Y/n) cleared her throat and stood up straight, "Um well as you all know..." She stopped looking to her side to see Tsukishima give her and nod and mouth get on with it already. She nodded back and turned around, now filled with confidence. "You have been summoned here due to the threat that Aoba Johsai has posed. The members of the Council have agreed that summoning you would be the best plan of action and so we will now ask that you sort yourselves into groups so we can go from there."

Half an hour later the plan was explained and the soldiers were divided up into their different classes, consisting of, mages, warriors, scouts, swordsman, night riders, archers, cavalry and tamers. From there they were split apart into different groups and sent out to the towns to evacuate people. Around 1 000 soldiers were sent out with only 200 returning.

Another half hour later and those 1 000 had left and the ones remaining were slotted into groups and began preparation for when they would leave to make their surprise attack.

(Y/n) sighed loudly and sat down against the stone wall, whiny about how sore her feet were from standing so long.

"Well I guess you should get some better shoes, or maybe it's because you lazy around too much." Tsukishima joked, his mocking smirk making itself present once more.