Sacred Hearts|Kuroo Tetsurou

Chapter Five

I couldn't resist adding that picture XD

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A dejected Lev Haiba and Yamamoto returned to the club. Kuroo looked at their defeated expressions and slightly smirked. "No takers?"

"We found her, the perfect one! But she refused." Yamamoto deflated like a balloon out of air. Lev scratched the back of his neck. 

"She's really short like-" His green eyes flitted towards Yaku, who glared at him threateningly, tightly holding a volleyball. 

"One word, Lev.." He warned him and the first year smartly decided to keep his mouth shut.

"Oh well," Kuroo shrugged. "Now then, we won't have a mana-"

"No!" Yamamoto growled. "I will make sure she joins our club! She's sexy and has the snark. She's not as sexy as Kiyoko-san, but her snarkiness will make her on equal par. Tanaka and Nishinoya will see the true power of Nekoma then! Everyone has a cute manager, except us. I won't give up!""

Inuoka glanced questioningly towards Kenma. "Is that even a word?"

The setter shook his head, waiting patiently for Coach Nekoma to appear so that his rants would get over. Kuroo sighed. "Yamamoto, we don't need a manager. If she's only your eye candy, then what's the point?"

"Coach Nekomata will have extra help and managers are really helpful too! Imagine the workload which would be reduced on his shoulders. We wouldn't even have to go and fill up our water bottles by ourselves. And what's wrong with eye candy?"

"But we already have two coaches."

Lev turned to the rest of the team, sulking. "She's really rude. She called me and senpai old." 

"Did you say something rude to her?" Inuoka asked him before face palming. "Never mind. You're Lev. Of course you offended her."

Shibayama hummed. "At least tell us who you asked. Maybe a few of us know her."

Lev and Yamamoto turned to look at one another with stumped expressions on their faces. 

"..."

"..."

Shibayama let out a snicker. "You never asked her for her name, did you? At least you know her class?"

A shake of a head.

Kuroo laughed. "Man, you guys are really hopeless. At this rate, you're never gonna get her to become your manager."

"I'll definitely get her to join us! I'll go and meet her everyday if I have to."

Kenma looked up from his PSP, seeing the coaches enter. Placing the game back in his bag, he made his way down to the court where everyone was squabbling. Personally, he didn't want a manager. That would just mean more human contact and relations. However, the team did need one. 

An experienced manager with good connections would be even better. 

Practice began for the Nekoma volleyball club members.

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True to their words, Lev and Yamamoto met up every chance they got and went in each and every class room to search for the girl. None of them realized that she had called them juniors the first time she met them, leaving the two to search each and every class multiple times in a day.

There were lot of brunettes in the school, but neither of them gave up. Lev, for an odd reason wanted to meet her and talk to her again - this time to convince her that they were not old but a bunch of teenager boys.