Soar 翔る | HAIKYUU

The Return | 翔る

3rd Person P.O.V

   The tiny girl in the bright yellow shoes and All Might hoodie chucked over her PE uniform soared into the air and printed her hands on the basketball backboard. It was quick. As fast as Hinata's and Kageyama's insane quick attack. 

   She wasn't called the 'Wings of Konoha' for no reason after all.

   Unfortunately, her landing wasn't as graceful as her jump. She quickly sank to rock bottom landing with a harsh thud on her butt. 

You could hear her spill a string of curses from her mouth in the silence of her peers. 

   "Wow, I really need to work on my landing." She whispered aloud.

"I know, you look like a deformed swan." Tsukishima and Kageyama snickered.

"Did really I say that out loud?" She asked wide-eyed.

"Yes, yes you did." That was from another voice. Just beside the broken gym doors was the silhouette of a certain Coach. "And whoever broke the door isn't getting pork buns."

"TAKAHASHI SENSEI?!"

Chiharu P.O.V

   When I finally realise who the person standing by the doorway is; I head off in his direction just like everyone in the High Jump club had. There were questions in the air but before we could ask why or what he was here for, he sniffed the air.

   Yes, sniffed. 

   "Just like how I left it," He sighed, almost in relief. " I thought it would be in shambles because of Yuji."

   Bokuto-San gasped. "HEY! HEY! HEY! Sensei I would never be that irresponsible!"

   "I'm not sure your mum agrees, Bokuto." Kurimi sniggered.

   Bokuto shoots an accusing glance at Kurimi, then shuffles away from his underclassman into the shadows. Muttering and throwing useless insults at Kurimi. Who only grins in response.  Those two are like cat and dog.

   "Break it up you two, I just got back. Let's not argue." Takashi Sensei says, grabbing the two under his arms and ruffling their hair. Zenno gawped. He had probably never seen this side of the demon Sensei, and neither head I.

   Holy mochi, this is unbelievable.

   "Well fuck me with a chainsaw sideways...," Zenno mutters beside me.

   Fumiko turns to regard Zenno shaking her head.

   "Best not to swear here, Zenno. You already know how strict Takahashi Sensei is, he probably has his eyes on you because you peep in the girl's bathroom every day."

   "Not very manly, Zenno." Suzaku pipes up.

   "My expectations of you have been lowered, youngling."

   I laugh at the look on Zenno's face. His ears are red meaning he was probably a bit embarrassed. And it was rare to see him embarrassed about his one true passion apart from HIgh Jump.

   "Hey! You got to admit the kids got heart peeping every day when he knows he's going to get caught. It's perseverance."

   "It's not every day that someone's lucky to catch this beauty," Zenno motions to himself. "Peeping on them." He strikes a pose. What a fast recovery.

   "We all know you're just trying to save your dignity. You two." Nari scolds.

   I smother my laughter with a tight grin, while the rest of the team guffaws. 

   "I saw your jump Fujimoto, very impressive," Takahashi speaks up. "How long have you been training for High Jump?"

  "Three years, sir." And it was definitely not easy to get to the top in the junior prefect either. I managed with the help from everyone around me, and it helped that I was very interested in it too.  There were a lot of hurdles among the way too, including my family, friends and pressure, but that was in the past. I'm working towards my future.

   "Very good for a First-Year too. Don't let your ego get into your head Fujimoto or it'll be your downfall."

   "Hai!" I saluted at his demanding tone. "Sensei, I'm guessing you came to Coach the team because of the red bean mochi?" I was keen to see if he liked the taste at all.

   "What mochi? Sasha convinced me to come back to Coach the High Jump Club." Takahashi replied, crossing his arms. 

   "FIRST NAME BASIS ALREADY?!" Kurimi squealed, "I always knew you liked Zolotov Sensei, I don't blame you either. Her rack is ginormou-"

   Takahashi immediately cut her off, "Everyone! Three laps around the track!" He clapped and signalled us to hurry off. I saw Kurimi shiver when Takahashi Sensei's eyes drilled into her back. Everyone groaned.

   "Suddenly I wish he never came back," Suzaku admitted. 

   "Kurimi are you trying to kill us?!"

   "Don't be lazy everyone! Let's run!" I grinned. "The last one back treats us after training."

   A fire gleamed in the eyes of the competition. 

   "It's On."

   ...

    "I think I'm going to die."

    "Can't b-breathe."

   "Too much exercise."

   "S-Suzaku you're treating us to pork buns."

   We panted, sprawled across the floor of the gym in a pool of sweat. It was in times like this I reconsidered why I even did sport. Luckily I had my asthma puffer in my hoodie so I could open my tightening airways while running.

   I've actually had asthma from a young age. But my dad says I'm going to outgrow sometime soon. It's not severe but I'm scared it might affect how I play in High Jump, so I pray I'll outgrow it as soon as possible. 

   Clapping starts from a distance, it's Takahashi Sensei. He stalks towards us, a something of a smile etched on his face.

   Ugh, can't you see I'm half dead? We've just run three whole laps around the school oval. What are we? The track team?

   "Good job everyone." He looks at his watch. "You'll need to work on your timing but that's it for today. Get out."

   "Really?"

   " HEY! HEY! HEY? I thought we were going to do jump matchups?"

   "It's too late for that, we can do that tomorrow morning as usual."

   "PORK BUNS! LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" Fumiko cheered.

   "FOOD!"

   "TOMORROW MORNING?!"

   "Animals...," Hirohito and Nari say in unison. 

   "Pork buns on me!" Suzaku hollered, pulling out a shiny credit card that gleamed in the sun. "Or should I say my dad's credit card?" 

   "Oi! Keep it down!" Takahashi Sensei fumed. "I can hear you from inside the gym!"

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