Getting to know You (Oikawa Tooru )

28.

"Alright lets get you out of the house!" I let out a groan as I rolled over in my bed. I was not in the mood to deal with this, not in the slightest.

"I don't want to go to Shittykawa's stupid game!" I exclaimed as I pulled the blankets back up over my head.

"Do it for Haijime!" She exclaimed as the blankets were ripped off of me.

I turned to look at her and raised an eyebrow. "First name basis?" Her face flushed red and she grabbed the nearest pillow and chucked it at me.

"Don't you dare make fun of me you tsundere!" I laughed as I rolled over and sat up.

"I want to but there is a more pressing matter at hand at the moment." I put my hands together on my lap and plastered a serious expression on my face. "I don't want to go to the game."

"But Iwaizumi is technically our friend now. And you owe him for that apology package that he got you."

I let out a small sigh as I climbed out of bed. I forgot about the stupid gift. Okay it wasn't stupid but since it was making me go it was now stupid.

"Fine I'll get ready." Junko smiled brightly as she skipped over to the vanity to put he make up on.

I went into the bathroom to take a quick shower and wash my hair. When I was finished I wrapped my hair up into a towel and put on an Aoba Johsai T-shirt and a pair of white jeans. I did my make up, gave my hair a quick but thorough blow dry before putting on light brown boots.

I looked to Junko who smiled on nodded in my direction as she finished putting her boots on. Finally we left.

It didn't take us long to reach the school and the gym where the volleyball teams were already warming up.

Junko waved to Iwaizumi when we walked in. He gave her a small smile and waved back. I chicken winged her and immediately she flushed red.

"Stop making fun of me!" She exclaimed.

"How can I not?" I laughed. "You're actually flirting with someone!"

"Miyumi!" She whined as she pushed me. I barely stumbled as I laughed. I walked up the steps into the stands and when I went to look back to continue making fun of her I caught Oikawa looking up at us.

Instantaneously I looked forward and made my way closer to the outskirts of the stands.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm sitting far off to the side so that Trashykawa will not be able to look at me." I mumbled in reply.

I heard the fangirls scream, calling his name and hollering for his attention. I saw him wave back with a smile out of the corner of my eye.

We climbed up a few steps and we sat down. I saw Iwaizumi glaring at Oikawa who had still not returned his focus back to the court.

He wound up his arm and spiked a volleyball right to the back of his head. I saw him scolding the male and I began to laugh. "Go Iwaizumi!" I cheered as I laughed.

I received glares from many of the girls beside me on the stands but I ignored them. Junko laughed along with me. Iwaizumi turned, giving us a thumbs up as Oikawa rubbed the back of his head where the volleyball mad contact.

When the game finally started I wasn't into it that much. I found I was watching but I kept looking at Oikawa Tooru. I understood why girls stared at him. He has an aura that draws you in and it is so intense that you feel like you have to look at him.

Every time I made myself look away and scolded myself. It was hard but I found myself looking less and less as the game continued.

After the second set, both Shiritorizawa and Aoba Johsai winning one, we moved into the third. The teams were gathered at the moment, going over strategies and ways to prevent the other team from gaining the upper hand.

I was watching the way Oikawa stood and was giving his teammates a pep talk before they went out. He looked confident and ready. Iwaizumi stood beside him, nodding along to his speech.

"Hachiko?"

A big smile spread across my face as I turned. "Sensei!" I exclaimed as I ran over and embraced the man in a tight hug. "I've missed you so much."

"As have I."

When we pulled back from the hug he motioned for me to follow him a little further down the bench and away from prying ears.

"I'll be right back Junko!" I exclaimed with a smile, trying to hide my worry. She nodded before I turned and followed my old coach.

He sat down and patted the wood next to him. I slowly followed his lead. His eyes were glued onto the court and I followed. The teams had just set up and were preparing to start the third set. The whistle blew and the ball soared up into the air.

"I heard about what happened with our new staff."

I turned back to face him but his eyes never left the court. "I'm sorry to have led you in that position."

"It's not you fault Sensei. You didn't know she was like that."

"I should have known." He turned back to look at me. "And I should have fought with Aoba Johsai harder to get a better coach in here than that half assed woman."

I smiled.

"But that's not what I really wanted to talk to you about."

"What is it?" I asked.

His gaze finally removed itself from the court and turned to meet my eyes. "I want you to join the Shiritorizawa high soccer team."

"What?" I exclaimed. My heart was racing and I felt my hands become clammy. "That's crazy!"

"I know it sounds like it, considering that you've been rivaling them for years now. However, if you come, I could give you that scholarship they've been offering you for the past two years. I can even promise you will be given playing time and I can see about you also being a captain of the team. We only have two now, one of our girls is out hurt for the rest of the season and we could use a strong team leader."

I looked out to he court and saw the ball smack to the ground. Shiritorizawa was ecstatic, they were calling for more points to follow while we called to keep up our spirits.

Our cheer section grew louder and louder.

"It would feel like a betrayal."

"I know that. But I also know how much this sport means to you. You'll be lost without it. Just like how Oikawa Tooru would be lost without volleyball."

I looked at the setter as he stood at the ready. The ball soared over the net and he received it from his crouched position. "It's up!" He yelled.

"Nice receive." Someone else called back.

"I've got it!" Iwaizumi moved to the net and set the ball. A spiker, probably one of the new first years, came up and spiked the ball which seemed to fly directly onto his fingertips. The ball however was revived by the other team and the process continued.

I watched Oikawa. He looked upset, angry even, that things weren't going their way. I knew that deep down this is what he loved.

I turned back to Sensei. "How do we do this?"

He smiled. "I already have the paperwork started."