Haikyuu | Free! One-Shot Series

Family (2/3) | Kageyama Tobio x Reader

It seems Kageyama is finally beginning to trust other people, you inwardly mused when you reran the last few plays within your mind.

You stood at Aobajōsai's side of the stands, waving to Oikawa with a smile when he spotted you, lining his team up to bow at those who came to watch the match.

Oikawa made a point of smirking and pointing a finger-gun at you, making many heads turn towards your direction as he did so.

You felt the instant pang and vengeance of a thousand fangirls, making the third-years of Seijō roll their eyes as you tensely motioned a slash across your neck toward the brunet. Other Aobajōsai students, those cheering from the stands, lifted a brow in confusion and curiosity – wondering just who this Shiratorizawa student was and what connection you had to Oikawa.

"At this rate, you'll be branded a traitor, (L/N)-chan." Tendou joked, making you tense up at the voice. You spotted him, along with a few other Shiratorizawa students sitting a little farther back from the Seijō crowd.

"I can't be interested in some of my old friends?" You teased back, walking up to where they were sitting.

"Just don't cry when I demolish your boyfriend."

"He's not-!"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Tendou interrupted, turning back to the court as Karasuno neared the Aobajōsai side of the court to bow and offer their own thanks. "Besides, why be interested in him when we have cuties like this one?"

Tendou quickly grabbed at Shirabu's cheeks, forcing the setter's frown into a puckered fish-face for a quick second before the brunet nearly mauled his fellow teammate. You rolled your eyes at the antic, but said nothing to acknowledge the question.

You turned back, watching as Kageyama's distant eyes never wandered higher than eye-level, obviously devastated that this was the result of all his training. His mental state was far gone, but you knew that this was one of the few instances to actually greet him and did not want to lose it.

"Kageyama!" You yelled, hoping that the setter would hear you over the applause.

He had, looking up at the stands and seeing you wave at him. There was no hiding his surprise and it looked like he wanted to yell something back, but was instructed by his captain that it was time to head back to the coaches. Kageyama simply waved to you with an open palm and then ran back to join the others.

"Or is it that one, all along?" Tendou asked in a low voice, eyes following the Karasuno setter before they slide over to you.

You hadn't heard the red-head, turning back and going out to where the teams were convening. You attempted to look at the Karasuno crowd, but your own team was assembling for some strategy concerning your own final, the very next day.

After three sets, the Shiratorizawa women's team were pronounced winners of the Interhigh-Prelim. Everyone was aware of your school's name, it's reputation – how a win like this was simply expected of you.

But absolute winner did not cover the fact that your face ached from a receive to the face, unable to raise your hands in the visible route of the insane spike of your friend. Or the fact that one of your middle blockers was now actively sporting a limp, pain exploding in her ankle after having a bad landing in an awkward spot after successfully cutting off their ace. Or the fact that one of your regular wing-spikers was now benched, an ice-pack on her knee after her old-injury was sprouting after having to be used so many times.

Or the fact that you nearly cried with joy when you heard the immense crowd of Shiratorizawa cheerleaders and students chant your name, after you performed a setter dump.