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Chapter 6 <The training camp>

Chapter 6 <The training camp>

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Me: Yea, I'll get time to write on this story when I'm away on vacation

Me, arriving home 2 weeks later not having done shit: .0.

Yea folks, I'm really bad at keeping my words but heeyyy finally a new chapter. Also, sorry if this chapter isn't as good, I'm really not over haikyuu actually ending, it hurts man, it hurts. But let's get on with le story!

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<Suga's POV>

Oh, how I wish that the alarm had never rung right now. Waking me up from a sweet dream. The dream you ask. It was a continuation of my date with Daichi that I had yesterday, if I could actually call it a date. I probably shouldn't cause if I keep up this mindset it's going to become way harder when I eventually get rejected. I closed my eyes a little and thought back on the day before and how good it felt to be with Daichi like that. Though the amount of times he had held his hand was indeed rather unusual. Of course, it had been comforting and all but when thinking back at it wasn't it kinda strange. Through my entire life up until life I'd heard the word ''gay'' thrown around as an insult if boys got just a little touchy with each other. Which was stupid cause guys should be allowed to show affection without people doubting their sexuality. I sat and murmured when I looked over at my phone. Turns out I had been sitting there and thinking for 20 minutes and I realized I wouldn't have more time to think about this, at least not for now.

It could have been worse honestly. I could have slept in or forgotten to set the alarm the night before. Being 20 minutes behind would mean I wouldn't get to brush my teeth as good as I would usually do. Upon arriving into the kitchen, I looked up at the clock to see that I had about 30 minutes until I should be at school. For breakfast I took it easy and made some toast before I double checked that I had everything I needed for the almost weeklong training camp. when I was sure I had everything, I put my jacket on and threw my bag over my shoulder. Out of all the thing I could have seen on my porch a box of chocolates shaped like a heart was not one of them. I reached down a picked up the box before putting it into my bag. While I walked to school my head was full of thoughts like, who put that box there, why would I of all people get that box. Did I have a secret admirer or something?

For the third time this week my thought process had been stopped by our first-year duo, only this time it really seemed like they weren't paying attention to their surroundings as they mowed me down as they ran past. It seemed like they didn't realize until Yachi let out a light scream making the two boys turn around. Being pushed down like this should've hurt but I couldn't help but laugh when seeing the expressions on their faces. It wasn't that unusual to see Hinata's face in a slight panic but Kageyama was another story. I couldn't even begin to describe his expression as it was the weirdest yet funniest thing I'd seen in a while.

It wasn't often you would hear Kageyama apologise and when he did it didn't sound very sincere, so hearing apologise again and again while bowing made me laugh even more. My laugh was stopped when I felt a pair of arms lift me up. I had kind of forgotten that I was laying on the dusty ground after seeing the two boys freak out. I looked behind me to see Daichi smile at me before shooting a warning glance at both Kageyama and Hinata.

It didn't take too long before everyone else arrived and eventually we were on the bus on our way to the training camp. It was almost like an unspoken rule of who sat next to who on the bus. Unless something had happened, we usually sat in order of our jersey numbers. I always enjoyed the rides back and forth to the training camps; they were rather enjoyable. I didn't know exactly why but there was some kind of peace to it. The only time that a bus ride had felt bad was after our loss to aoba johsai. It had been a truly bitter feeling realizing we had lost and there would be no more matches the day after. But that was what training camps were for, improving, getting better. We'd hopefully become a better team with a better chance with going to nationals through hard training.