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Ace and Quick

"Seems like Taka-san is on the front lines..." (Y/N) watched the Dateko starting order compared to Karasuno's.

Ennoshita sweat dropped a bit next to the first year.

"(Y/N), you make it sound like a video game." Kinoshita pointed out before any of the other benched players had the chance to.

"Sorry...", he mumbled, looking down a bit.

"Don't mind, (Y/N)." Narita said calmly, giving him a smile.

"Let's focus on the game. It has already started." Sugawara comment made the three second years and the first year to turn their attention back at the onplaying court.

Just like the setter had said, the game was in full go.

'It's intense already... It's like a battle field... Well, not that it's not, but still... No, focus (Y/N). You've played to much (game) lately.'

As the freak duo did their new quick, Aone was just about not able to block it together with their #6.

'Too close...' (Y/N) breathed out, relieved it hadn't been blocked. While being in his own thoughts, Takeda and Ukai was talking about the Dateko blocking method.

'...That's useful, I guess.'

Next up was Kageyama's turn to serve, accidentally hitting it right to the libero. Dateko took this oppertunity to make Aone spike, but it was saved by Nishinoya. Seeing the chance, Ryuu received it over to Kageyama, making Asahi the spiker.

He was shut down by the iron wall.

(Y/N) held his breath for a brief moment, waiting for the ace's next reaction.

"Damnit..!" The short libero cussed.

"No helping it now! Keep going!" Coach shouted, trying to encourage him.

"I'm sorry, Asahi-san! I'll get the next one!" Nishinoya apologized, bowing his head a bit to his senpai.

"I'll leave that to you, but I'm going to score with the next one!" Asahi smiled, giving a small pat to Yu's shoulder.

The benched libero sighed out in relief. 'He's smiling... That's good.' He had a small smile of his own.

"Huh? C'moooon... Get more dishearted over it..." Their #6 pouted childishly, making (Y/N) sweat drop a bit.

'Is he allowed to say that?'

"Don't say mean stuff like that, Futakuchi!" The Iron wall's captain lightly scolded his player.

'Nope, doesn't seem like it...' The (h/c) haired boy's sweat drop increased.

The ball was set to play a few more times, but Karasuno was kept on getting blocked. (Y/N)'s leg had started to shake again. He leant his chin on the back of his hand with a serious expression.

"I-It's alright (Y/N)." Yamaguchi had a small, but nervous smile. It sounded more like he was trying to convince himself in the go as well. The shortest of the two of them was secretly thankful to see his classmate worried over all of this as well, not being the only one.

"Let's have faith in our team." His smile softened slightly. The freckled middle blocker received a nod.

"...Right. Thank you..." He gave his peer a tiny smile in return. Both of the first years turned their attention over at the court. And both jolted slightly at the size difference on Aone and Hinata.