The Killer Queen (haikyuuxreader)

09: the news

tuesday, the twenty-sixth of april 2012
oikawa's house

"And you wanna know what I said? Huh? Do you wanna know what I said? Well, I looked him right in the eye, making sure that he was looking at me back, and I said: whoever threw that paper, yer mum's a hoe! And even though everyone else thought that I was funny, the driver didn't, and he was very close to throwing me off of the bus. I guess I was kinda loud. But be loud and proud, am I right?"

"Right!" Chirped Oikawa's mum as she stabbed her fork into a chip. "Loud and proud, Tooru!"

"But not too loud," Oikawa's dad very quietly added, "you don't want to attract too much attention."

"But dad!" Yelled Oikawa, "I want all of the attention! I've got it all already! And I want more!"

You hadn't said a word. You could see clearly where Oikawa got his personality from, and it wasn't his dad.

"Go on, Tooru! Show your dad that you can be who you want to be!" Mama proclaimed with her face stuffed full of lasagne. She aggressively patted Oikawa on the back, leaving his dad to sigh in defeat.

Your lasagne was finished quite a while ago. You'd probably still be eating if it wasn't for Oikawa stealing a few of your chips every now and then - you'd been counting, and he'd taken fourteen. The Oikawa household had been your home for almost a month now, and all dinner times would be the same; Oikawa would loudly tell everyone about his day (somehow, he always managed to have something interesting to talk about) while his mother cheered him on in whatever he did (even if it wasn't in the right). His dad would try his hardest to calm them both down but he never succeeded. You barely managed to get a word in.

"So," said Mama after she and her son had calmed down a bit. "(Name), who are you going up against tomorrow? Is it the second round?"

"I'm going up against Chidoriyama, and it is indeed the second round. If we win, then we're going through to the semifinals." She nodded, raising her eyebrows and looking like a mixture of content and surprised.

"I didn't think you'd get that far, no offence," she began, holding her hands up, "as your team hasn't been properly together for a long time. But you've proved me wrong, (name), and you've proved me incredibly wrong."

Whats with everyone and these half-hearted inspirational speeches? You shrugged while smiling slightly. "I think we're all pretty ok. And besides, Yukigaoka was incredibly out of sync. It was, frankly, quite easy." His mother nodded again. Oikawa's father stayed silent and just watched you. "But I think it's going to get harder. There were quite a few intimidating teams."

"There always are," chirped Oikawa with his hands behind his back, "I've lost against Shiratorizawa for the past two years. Hopefully I can beat them this year. But I do have the next three years in high school, though. And god, do I hate them - they're all stuck-up, posh and spoilt little thots that think they're so amazing. I feel sorry for anyone that goes there ."

You could feel Oikawa's mum's eyes on you as your vision never left Oikawa's frowning face. His face turned so that he could look at your face and you immediately turned away. The room was silent for a solid thirty seconds.

"Well, I'm going upstairs to read. I've almost finished Watership Down, Mama - it's an amazing book." She nodded and excused you. It was only seven o'clock and there was school tomorrow, and also the second round of the middle school preliminaries.

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The next morning, you woke up as usual. You went downstairs and had your breakfast, went back upstairs to get washed and dressed. The morning was normal until you went to open your bedroom door to leave and encountered a serious looking Oikawa standing in the way. "(Name)," He said, uncharacteristically, "where do you have a scholarship to?"