Soar [•Haikyuu!! x reader•]

•Arrival•

Please read backstory in previous chapter or y'all gonna be lost-

You wake up to the buzzing of an engine.

Sitting up a bit, you look to your right. A beautiful sun surfaces from the horizon painting the clouds with brilliant and vivid colors. Below you the scenery of civilization that is sure to be bustling with people in just a few hours.

"We're almost here..." you muttered to yourself smiling.

Beside you your best friend began to stir from her nap.

She opened her eyes a bit. Seeing the colors she sprung up and leaned across the seats to get a better look through the window.

"Woah!" She whisper yelled. Her green eyes reflecting the sky pushing her dirty blonde hair behind her glasses, "it's so pretty! This is Japan!" She continued to ramble.

You laughed at her sudden outburst. Your friend, Gen, tended to be the hyper type.

"Will you shut up? I would like to get some sleep before we land..." another one of your teammates woke up beside Gen. Her short black hair was in a tangled mess.

"At this point you're gonna wake up the whole plane." She hissed at Gen.

"Ash, cut it out-" you giggled. "We're almost here anyway. And we all know it would take forever to wake you up when we land."

You and Gen snickered as Ash attempted to look intimidating but failed and smirked.

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"Finally were off the plane!" A small girl exclaimed jumping a bit. Her light hazel eyes glistening with her many freckles and strawberry blonde hair accenting them.

"Shannon calm down we're still in public. We don't want any more attention than we're getting..."

"What do you mean?" She asked looking at the other girl, Sabrina. She was one of the tallest with brown hair pulled up into a high ponytail. Her eyes brown eyes matched with her toned skin.

"Yeah you're right..." you muttered glancing around.

"(Y/N)?" Shannon asked for an explanation. She worried over the nervous expression you made.

Your team was exiting the gates and already were given stares.

It was expected because you all were wearing your US volleyball jackets that were covered in red, white, and blue.

It just screamed

'Hey we're from America!'

And

'We're foreigners!'

Though it wasn't the only reason you were receiving attention.

"Just keep your heads up girls. No need to look at them. We have our business and they have theirs." You reminded your team.

Your Coach lead the group to the baggage claim area.

The longer the walk the more annoying the whispers of attention got:

"Who are they?"

"They look like they're professionals..."

"Mom! Look at their jackets! So cool!"

"I wonder what they're doing here-"

"The must be Americans..."

"Who's that man? I swear I've seen him somewhere..."