Rabies

A BIG OL' SMOOCHIN

  "Is Kyōtani giving Yamiko-chan a present? What's with this development?!" One of the extra volleyball players said while looking at the blond who was holding a plastic bag out to me.

  "What?!" Shittykawa was over there in an instant as I took the bag.

  "He's not." I glared at every one since they had all stopped practice to look.

  "I'm giving her clothes back to her." The spiker stated. There was a pause before Shittykawa fell to his knees and dramatically held his head while bending back.

  "No! Yamiko-chan!" He wailed, making my eyebrow twitch with irritation. Then, he was back on his feet and holding onto Kyōtani's shoulders as he shook them. "What have you done to YAMIKO-CHAN! She's our MANAGER!" The blond growled while ripping the brunette's hands off of himself.

  "You owe me 1,000 yen." Cream-puff popped off, holding his hand out to one of the little troublemakers on the team.

  "I didn't do anything!" The spiker shouted, and there were a few disbelieving looks.

  "Hah! I owe you nothing!" The little troublemaker rose his voice while pointing at cream-puff.

  "But....But....you have her clothes!" Shittykawa said, causing me to smack a hand onto my face.

  "He had to borrow them since he ruined his clothes when he got into a fight." Walking over, I grabbed the bottom of the blond's shirt and lifted it. "And yes, I'm not lying. The idiot interrupted one of my fights, and they pulled blades out on him." I shot a glare at him from the corner of my eyes as I showed proof of what I was saying. He still had bandages covering his torso and gauze wrapped around his chest. In response, he pushed my hand away and glared right back.

  "Well....I guess I can overlook this incident since it was a must." Shittykawa regained composure while running a hand through his brown hair. "Oh, now that I'm not distracted," He looked at everyone and clapped his hands together. "who's gonna make lunch for our little practice game this weekend?" There was a quiet pause.

  "Why don't we just go out to eat?" Was an offered suggestion.

  "The other school is having their coaches make their lunches, and I'm not letting my team be outshined by them in such a way!" Shittykawa raised a fist. "And our coaches refuse to make anything!" He added.

  "Yamiko." Kyōtani said rather quickly, making everyone look at him.

  "Huh?"

  "Have Yamiko make it." He briefly glanced at me as I was giving him a 'go-to-fucking-Hell' look. The blond slightly leaned away from me, his instincts telling him to be cautious. "She's a good cook."

  "How would you know?" Iwaizumi raised a brow as he stood next to the annoying brunette, a flash of amusement glinted in his eyes.

  "We had dinner. She made curry." Kyōtani said while still wearing that glare. Shittykawa gasped and clutched the front of his shirt over his heart.

  "I thought you said you two didn't do anything!" Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms while leaning onto my left foot. "Yamiko-chan!" He whined. "How could you pick Mad Dog-chan over me?!" And there he goes trying to annoy the shit out of me.

  "First of all, I just happened to feed him since he was there at the time. Second, nothing happened for the last fucking time. And third, why the fuck would I choose you for anything? You're so annoying, and you have a never-ending supply of even more annoying fangirls! If I were to pick any one of you shitheads, I'd go with Iwaizumi since he's actually reliable and the most mature one out of all of you." I pointed. Okay, I wasn't really sure if he was the most mature one- I didn't really interact with the others except to practice with them on occasion.