Aniki and Saltyshima (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

Part 6: Rage

"It's Tuesday, Tsukishima brought you here, "here" is the hospital, yes, we did almost kill those girls, no we didn't kill them, and-" That was when Aniki paused as if he was about to break the worst news to me ever. "-no, you can't play volleyball. The doctor said that you wouldn't be able to play ever again," He said and I could tell that my face must've sunk. That's when he checked his watch. "Oh shit! I'm sorry Imōto but, I promised Iwa-chan that I'd make it for the second set at least!" He told me before kissing my forehead. "Get some rest while I'm gone!" He called out as he ran and left me sitting on the bed.

I lay back down on my back and wonder who stopped Aniki and Nīsan from killing those girls. Usually, I'm the only one who can stop them from going gun-ho on someone. I shrug before deciding to look for my phone. I see it on the stand next to my bed and I reach for it. I grab my phone and unlock it to see a million texts from Kuroo, Kenma, and the Karasono team. I see that I'm in a group chat with the team and the last message they sent me told me not to worry and that they'd be wining during the practice match today. I smiled and texted them on the chat. 

"Yall are cheesy, thanks. Also, good luck! You're going to need it! My brother is on his way over right now" I text them before going to text Kenma and Kuroo.

"Hey" I text and them in the group chat and before I know it I'm being bombarded with questions. I answered them all to the best of my ability and once I finished I could barely keep my eyes open. "Gn" I texted them and was asleep moments later. 

I woke up to someone poking my cheek while I slept. "No Aniki! I'm not making you a snack this early!" I told them and that was when I heard a laugh from next to me.

"You're brother wakes you up so you can make him snacks!?" I hear Tanaka yell and the sound of his voice makes me shoot up in the bed. However, before my face makes it very far I feel something soft on my lips as I open my eyes. I see a pair of wide golden eyes framed by a pair of glasses and I know that it's Tsukishima. I pull away almost as quickly as he does and I yell at him.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING YOU PERVERT!?!?!" I scream and everybody is looking at us shocked. The worst part is that both of us were redder than a pair of tomatoes. The next thing I know I hear Iwaizume running down the hall still in his uniform.

"WHO'S MAKING A MOVE ON NAT-CHAN!?!?!" I hear Nīsan scream and when he sees the entire Karasuno team inside he gets confused. Then his eyes land on Tsukishima and he storms into the room grabbing a handful of his shirt. "IT WAS YOU WASN'T IT!?!?!" Nīsan screams and that was when Tsukishima did the worst thing possible.

"Hey, she's the one that kissed me, and then called me the pervert! If anything you should be hurting Natalie for that," He said with an infuriating smirk on his face and Nīsan let go of his shirt.

"Nat-chan is that true?" He asked and I immediately denied it with my face still red.

"No! Of course not! It's not my fault I didn't mean to kiss him!" I say and Daichi intervenes.

"Sorry, it's our fault. We told Tsukishima to wake her and she said something. Tanka shouted and startled her when she sat up Tsukishima didn't have time to move out of the way and they ended up kissing," Daichi explained and then I yelled at him.

"Wait, why would you have this jerk wake me up!?" I ask sticking my thumb out at Tsukishima who seemed to have fully regained his composure.

"This jerk is the one that got you into and out of this entire mess so it was natural that I'd be the one who had to take responsibility," Tsukishima replied ticked off about being called a jerk.

"Yeah well, it's mostly my fault. I told myself not to get myself to entangled with anyone with a fan club. I guess I know you're salty side too well to realize that a lot of the girls in our class were fangirling over your looks. I need to be more observant next time so please forgive me for worrying you all!" I say and then I felt a new hand patting my head.