Book of Haikyuu!!

Aone Takanobu •|Bento Swap|•

Last I saw... This was 9/90 in the DateTech tag. BUT I HAVEN'T WRITTEN OF ANY DATEKO BOYS!

Such a disgrace.｡ﾟ(ﾟ'Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Let me give them some love~!

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"(N-Name)!" Moniwa yelled for your assistance. He was trying to shove a strong, extended arm down. "Pointing is disrespectful Aone!"

Everyone was aware of middle blocker's 'lock-on' habit, but no one was able to stop him. That's where you came in. The Date Tech boys figured if they could get someone familiar with him to join the team, then their intervention would somehow convince Aone to drop his pointer finger.

The person they chose was you—some random girl in the male's class. Although you weren't familiar with him, their reasoning was based off of the exposure effect, and that was good enough for the volleyball players.

By this time, the 'target' was fidgeting uncomfortably. He was Karasuno's third year ace, and you felt extremely bad for him.

"Whaddya want!!" A small brunette with patch of blonde fringe asked. He was evidently very intimidating.

You stepped in between the two and rested a hand over the male's finger, pushing it down to create a fist instead.

"I apologize for Aone's gesture. He really means no harm." You smiled up at Karasuno's ace, as if it could rid him of his fear.

"Sorry about that~!" Futakuchi called out with a teasing tone. He made his way to stand in between the two schools. 

You sent him a glare because the words that were coming out of his mouth did not match his smug expression.

"Aone, grab him." You pointed to Date Tech's ace. "He's being cocky again."

The larger male let out a small grunt before grabbing Futakuchi by the collar, dragging him away obediently. 

"That no-eyebrows is scary!" An orange haired boy yelped.

"But his trainer is scarier." Another gulped.

You frowned at their comments. They were talking about you and Aone. For some reason they made you out to be a trainer and him as a... pokemon or maybe a circus bear? The very idea made you upset.

~*~*~

"Aone, do you want to have lunch together?" You asked, sliding your desk up to his. The light haired male usually sat with Futakuchi, but this wasn't the case today.

"Is that okay?" He asked this with wide eyes, but his absent brows were furrowed out of concern for your reputation.

Even though the male was very welcome in the volleyball team, people often spread false rumors of him being a scary delinquent. This meant that others tended to avoid him.

"What do you mean by that?" You chuckled. "Of course it's okay."

Aone was touched by your kindness and warmly welcomed your advances. He didn't want to eat alone, so this was something he felt grateful for.

"What's Futakuchi up to today?" You asked curiously. "Since he's not having lunch with you, he must have some sort of excuse."

"Practice." He simply stated.

"Ahhh." You nodded, knowing why he was practicing.

For the Interhigh, Karasuno had beat Date Tech. It all happened so fast. While the second and first years were able to continue, the third years were forced to retire in consideration of their future.