Flying! Haikyuu x Oc (Under construction! So it may change sometimes!)

Match scheduled & Going home

Zayd p.o.v
After they finally joined the volleyball club, it seemed like Hinata-san and Kageyama-san are doing alright again. Like they haven't played a match a few minutes ago. I would've to recover for at least two days before I could play again, so maybe that's also one of the reasons why I don't play volleyball, instead I prefer to watch it.
"Hey, Hinata, are you rested? You ready to go?" Asks, Kageyama, more like commanding while holding a volleyball. "Let's practice 'quick' again. Let's do it while you're still in the zone." He's....Actually looking quite fired up. The working together must have changed his way of thinking a little.
"Yeah!" Screams Hinata-san, looking excited about the whole prospect as he throws his volleyball jacket away. Kageyama-san all of the sudden looks at me, making me flinch slightly at the intensity behind his eyes.
"Zayd-kun, can you bring the balls, please?" He asks, adding the 'please' a second after as if he has though of it just now. I blink owlishly, surprised at his question, but turn to grab some extra balls. Tanaka-senpai, who has been watching their exchange, exclaims loudly, sounding taking aback,
"You two are still moving around?" Kageyama gives me a quick nod as I pass the balls to them, however, before they can start practicing their new move 'quick', the door slams open, startling everyone inside.
"It's decided! It's decided!" They simultaneously turn around, to see an unknown male wearing a green jacket, panting and leaning his knees while catching his breath. That goes on for a few seconds until he has finally managed to regain the control over his breath. He stands up and dusts off the imaginary dust before entering the gym. Probably a teacher.
"The practice match, it's against one of the top four teams in the prefecture. Aoba Josai High School!" He exclaims quite loudly as murmurs break out around the whole gym. Me, along with the rest of the first-years stare at him, confused about who he is.
"The one nicknamed Seijoh?" Asks Sugawara-senpai, astonishment lacing through his voice. I wonder how he managed that, as they haven't been able to schedule a practice match with them in a long time. I hum softly.
"No way."
"Yikes."
"A practice match with one of the top four!" Screams Hinata in excitement, already starting to jump around, causing me to smile. It seems his thing to jump around when he's excited, it's almost cute. I divert my eyes after that thought.
"Aoba Josai...." Mumbles Kageyama-san to himself.
"Ah, two are the controversial Hinata-kun and Kageyama-kun." Says the older man as he turns his attention to the duo. He has messy black hair along with glasses. He's wearing a green track jacket over a white shirt with a black tie. I study him quietly. His stamina doesn't seem very high - just like mine - since he has probably run from the staff's room, although I could check him out more thoroughly if he was wearing less clothes. I grimace after I finish that thought. That could've been worded better.
"Who's he? A teacher?" I hear Hinata-san softly whispering to Kageyama, looking confused.
"I dunno." As they're whispering to each other, the older male walks up to them and smiles invitingly.
"I'm the volleyball club advisor starting this year. I'm Takeda Ittetsu." He introduces himself as if he heard them talking about him. They greet him politely back.
"I have no volleyball experience, so I can't help with your technique, but for anything else, I'll do my very best. It's good to meet you." He explains as they nod in response. I thought he is continue on his way, but am surprised as he suddenly looks around, searching for someone.
"I heard we also have a new manager?" He asks to no-one in particular before his eyes land on me. I give him a respectful smile, speaking up.
"That will be me."
"I see," He smiles back, "it's nice to meet you...?"
"My name is Andou Zayd, sir, although you can just call me Zayd. Nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you, too. I hope we can become acquainted over time." I nod. He turns to Sawamura-senpai as he calls him, looking for an explanation for his sudden appearance.
"Ah." Takeda-san starts immediately rubbing the back of his head, shooting them an apologetic look, "I've been running around everywhere setting up the practice-match. I haven't had the time to drop in here."
"But, sensei, how did you get a powerhouse like Sejio to agree? You didn't get on your knees and beg again, did you?" I almost choke on my own spit as he says those words. On his knees and beg?! I whip around to face Shimizu, who nods at my expression. He really did that?
"No, no." He waves his hand, "I'm good at getting on my knees and begging, but I didn't do that this time." They clearly sigh in relief as this time as I stare at him, deadpanned. Luckily, he doesn't seem to notice and goes on. "But they had one condition."
"A condition?" Sugawara-senpai tries curiously to get a look at the paper Takeda-san is holding, not succeeding. The response he gives makes the entire gym drop a few grades.
"Kageyama-kun must play setter for the entire game." Oh.
Just as Sugawara-senpai wants to say something, Tanaka-senpai cuts in rather rudely and starts getting in Takeda-san's personal space. "What's that about? Sounds like they're not interested in Karasuno. They just want to assess Kageyama. Are they?" Feeling annoyed at the condition the powerhouse gave them. His face is quite scary.
"Well, that's not quite how it is." Takeda-san sweat drops at his antics, trying to find a way to explain why, but this time it's Sugawara-senpai who cuts him off.
"Sounds good. We don't get chances like this that often." He agrees as Tanaka looks at him in surprise.
"You're going to agree to that, Suga-san? You're the official setter of Karasuno, Suga-san." Tanaka asks, sounding concerned as Sugawara-senpai nods. "I....I want to see how effective Hinata and Kageyama's attack will be against a top four team." He replies.
Captain looks at him for confirmation and with a slight nod combined with the serious expression Sugawara-senpai's supporting he agrees. With a soft sigh he turns to Takeda-san.
"Sensei, may we have the details?"
"Sure. Umm....the schedule is rather sudden, but it's set for Tuesday next week. It'll be after classes, so there will be only time for one game." As he continues to speak, everyone gathers around him, listening attentively. A practice match. "We'll rent the bus after school, so make sure you're not late." My first practice match.
"Yes!" With that being said, everyone starts to pack up and ready to go home. After I have said goodbye to the others, I also grab my bag and show myself out of the gym, deep in thought. I have to rewatch the matches of them, make notes about how they work, what their positions are and if we have to look out for some particular people. So I continue to whole way from school to my home. This is another reason why I chose Karasuno. It's within a walking distance. I'm so lost in thought, I almost don't notice that I've reached the apartment complex till I almost walk by.
I rub my eye, feeling all of the sudden tired as I reached the last step. Mother and father had gifted us - Rayden and I - the keys because we stayed out later due to school. With a soft click I open the door, closing it behind me with a muffled click. My parents are seated in the living room. They are apparently watching a romantic comedy, something that is so corny, that both Rayden and I get out of there as soon they put it on. Before I enter the house completely, I take off my shoes and enter my home. My mother greets me gently after noticing me. "عسسلم إليكم." (Peace be upon you).
My father also looks up, a permanent frown plastered on his face, breaks out into a smile as a greeting. It crinkles his whole face, which makes him more gentle and soft. I greet my parents back politely, used to now they only use Arabic at home. "و إليكم عسسلم." (Aslan to you).
My mother asks. "مساء الخير كيف حالك" (how are you doing?).
I smile, walking closer. "و أنتي? أنا بخير, شكرا." (I'm good, thank you. And you?). We continue our greetings there, at some point I give them three kisses on their cheek before bidding them good night, first walking to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Then I make my way to the shared bedroom with Rayden, expecting him not to be there. Still, feeling cautious, I open the door carefully, pull the switch, and blink a few times as a bright light greets me. With a sigh I drop the bag next to me, and turn around, already tugging off my school uniform as a shriek escapes me. I clasp my hands over my mouth, and look out of the bedroom door to see if one of our parents are going to investigate the sound. I breath out in relief as nothing happens, and whirl around to face Rayden.
"What are you doing here?" I hiss, careful to keep my tone down. He grins from his side, waving like he just hasn't scared me. His hair is tussled a bit and he looks a bit sleepy as he sits up. His duvet slides down, revealing the muscle I've always been jealous off. He rubs in his eye, giving me his famous boyish smile. A pang off guilt goes through me. Looks like I've woken him up.
"Just wanted to be back home. Nothing wrong with that I hope?" He raises an eyebrow as he questions me. I shake my head, a tired sigh leaves my lips as I take off the rest of my clothes.
"No... Of course not....." Not wanting to argue with Rayden I lay my clothes on my closet and trudge to my bed, intending to crawl under my duvet and sleep until my alarm clock goes off.
"Good luck with your practice match." My head whips around so fast it cracks and I stare at him wide-eyed.
"H-How did you know?" I stutter out, shocked at how fast he found out. The corners of his mouth lift up even more as a strange glint is in his eyes. He has me pinned under his gaze.
"Guess you'll never know, right?" He sing-songs before promptly turning around, pulling the comforter over his head. Slowly, cautiously, I crawl under my duvet. There's a nauseous feeling in my stomach as I lay down. Adrenaline is pumping through my blood and we haven't even been talking for more than a few minutes. Unsettled, I go to sleep.