Started with a Kiss || Iwaizumi Hajime

01

        Normally, you're not one for parties. However, it was your friend's birthday. But even in the rare case that you did go to a party, you don't usually get sandwiched between a wall and a guy.

You both ended up being wall flowers. You were making faces at some guy flirting with a group of girls on the other side of the room, and he went over to complain about him with you. He explained that the guy over there was actually his friend, "believe it or not."

His friend started to look over at him with a challenging look and, when he started to get touchy with one of the girls, the guy next to you asked if you wanted to make out to "help me shut this guy up and wipe that smug look off his face." Lucky for him, you both found him attractive and were up for the challenge. He gave you his name before placing his cup somewhere and backing you into a wall. Iwaizumi.

You would have had more time to ponder where you've heard his name before, if you have at all, had he not been such a damn good kisser. He was a lot gentler than you expected, especially given the firm grip he had on your hips. He apologized and instead moved his hands to the wall behind you and asked you if you were okay with everything. It wasn't until you told him to have at it that he finally got into it and, if you're being honest with yourself, you got into it too. If you had met this guy anywhere other than a party, you probably would have fallen for him.

Making out with a guy wasn't exactly on your list of things to do that night, but you weren't complaining. You don't even know how much time you spent just kissing him. At some point you both acknowledged that you had well and truly shut up his flirty friend from across the room, but you didn't stop. Neither of you really wanted to, either. You finally had to stop when his friend started to sulk and said he was leaving.

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To be honest, nearly all thought of the cute guy you made out with at your friend's party has almost completely left your mind. You didn't have the chance to swap numbers with him before he left so, as far as you're concerned, you'll never see him again. You have more important things to worry about, anyway. Today is your first day as manager for your school's volleyball team.

It wasn't easy. You don't remember having to jump through as many hoops with anything else you've applied for. It felt a lot like a college application, test and everything. Only this test was on volleyball, not math. It wasn't until after you took the test that you found out that nobody before you has passed it, which made your nerves soar. However, coach Mizoguchi assured you that you passed it with flying colors, and congratulated you on your new position as manager.

Not even an hour into your new role as manager, you start to hear a couple of familiar voices. Your heart all but stops when the two boys walk into the gym. The boy from the party, Iwaizumi. Something triggers your fight or flight reflex and, for once, you choose fight.

Neither of the boys get five feet into the gym before you all but sprint towards them. Iwaizumi seems to have finally recognized you when you stop next to them.

"Follow me outside please." You don't wait for either of them to respond before you rush outside and park yourself a decent ways away from the gym door. Iwaizumi is the only one to follow you out, but his friend lingers watches you from the door.

"God I knew I recognized your name from somewhere." You sound almost in pain from how that sentence came out of you. Iwaizumi stands there and stares at you. He almost looks as if he saw a ghost. You take a couple of deep breaths and compose yourself quickly. "(L/N) (Y/N), year three class four. I just joined the volleyball team as your manager."

The boy's eyes widen and he clamps a hand over his mouth. You know what he's thinking, because you're thinking the same thing. 'Holy hell, I made out with a member of the volleyball team I now manage.'

The two of you just stand there in silence for a few moments before he audibly groans and mumbles something to himself under his breath. He straightens himself up, much the same as you just did a little bit ago. "Iwaizumi Hajime, year three class five. Ace and vice captain."

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A/N: Hello this is a whole re-write not a re-publish. Things will be a bit different from the original but the main plot and premise is the same.