The Royal Duo

Chapter 6: The Captain's Concern

Hi, guys, it's me. I know I haven't updated in a while. I don't know if you guys want to hear the reason - especially since it's not even a good one - but I'll say it anyways. I was lazy. I've been losing motivation and ideas to write this story. I know where I want this story to go, but I've been lazy in writing. Also, I've been stuck on how Asahi and Nishinoya get introduced into the story. If you guys are still reading this far, thanks for sticking around. I will do my best to continue this since I've already done a couple of chapters. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

NOTE: I'm changing the update schedule to once every Tuesday.

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It was a cloudy day outside. With the wind and grey clouds covering more and more of the sky, it was obvious it would rain soon.

It had been 4 days since the Volleyball team met the first years. To say it was interesting would be an understatement; it was downright chaotic. With the two different duos clashing heads with one another, it would take a miracle for them to work as a team.

Everyone who was there was still slightly shaken up by it. It's not exactly every day that people see a ginger get terrified by anything that moved, a raven head who thinks everyone's going to hurt him and his friend, a blonde who can't help but antagonize others, or a freckled teen - well, Yamaguchi's actually the least problematic one out of the four. At least they didn't need to worry about him.

"Daichi!" a voice called. Daichi turned his head from the window he was staring at to the direction of the voice. There at the door was none other than Suga himself. "What are doing? It's lunch time."

Apparently, Daichi was so lost in his thoughts that he failed to hear the bell, or notice that he was the only one left in his classroom. Realizing this, Daichi sprang out of his chair, grabbed his bag, and made his was to his ashen haired friend.

"Sorry. I was dozing off." he apologized while rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"You've been doing that a lot lately." Suga mentions as they make their way outside of the school building, bento boxes in their bags. They always ate outside. It was just calmer and less hectic than the cafeteria.

Daichi doesn't answer as they find their spot: a bench near the vending machine that was close to the Boys' Volleyball gym. For one reason or another, Daichi really liked the milk there. He's always loved milk, but he explicitly prefers the milk in that particular drink dispenser. Suga questioned him about it, but he simply said that he just preferred it out of that vending machine, even though all the other vending machines give the exact same brand of milk. Because of this, they always ate near that particular vending machine so Daichi could get another milk box if he wanted another; and he definitely did. His usual consumption would at least be 4 boxes a day. This was something Daichi was very grateful for.

They began digging into their lunches, making small talk as they ate. Most of it was about school, family and friends. Some were meaningless while others were actually interesting. It was when they came to the topic of Volleyball that they grew serious.

"Do you actually plan on not making Kageyama a setter while we're still here?" Suga asks, voicing the question that has been going through his head. He thought it was too much for Daichi to do that, and a little out of his character. Sure, the guy can be tough as a captain, but he didn't make his punishments so personal.

Daichi sighed and looked up to the sky. "No. Not really."

"Then there was another reason."

"Yeah." Daichi answered, not looking at Suga, for he knew he would see a criticizing look. And he was correct. Though Suga is often seen as a kind and gentle person - being known as the easier captain since he's the vice-captain of the team - he can be very critical when it comes to the people he cares about. Though he's only known the first years for one day, Kageyama being a setter kind of made him closer to Suga in his opinion. He can relate to how it must feel, being told that if he doesn't win he wouldn't be allowed to play as a setter. There was a lot of pressure to that.