Knock knock! Joke's on me

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It was close to 3 pm when Rachel shifted in her bed. The sun was persistent in getting through the blinds. Though she was exhausted last night she was up till 4 am. Sadly, she spent that time just exploring the barren, yet clean, house. She did nothing productive and still had all the unpacking left to do. But c'est la vie she had time and other priorities.

Rachel flopped onto her back. Turning her head she looked to the left at the opened window. It was quiet here compared to the bustling city life she was used to hearing. Quiet would've been peaceful but the silence was deafening when she had the whole house to herself.

Sighing, Rachel dragged herself out of bed. From the custody battle, then the last minute packing, sorting the legal papers, the long flight here, the commute to Miyagi, meeting and dealing with Oikawa, she felt drained. Right now her was body was feeling like lead.

Stumbling into the washroom she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and glanced at the mirror. Gross. She looked and felt gross. 16 hours on a flight with no break plus a 2 hour train from Tokyo to Miyagi. Bottom line, Rachel wanted a fucking shower.

Walking back into the room she claimed she grabbed her duffle bag. Pausing in front of her nightstand where her phone was charging she gave it a contemplative look.

She was grateful to discover last night that the cable and internet were set up already. She had immediately added Oikawa on social media in case he needed anything but based on the lack of notifications he seem fine on his own.

The plan now is to head to the mall after her shower to grab a few things as well as the foam roller for Oikawa as thanks. Maybe she should get a brace too for extra measure. Seriously, he strained his knee to such a degree but thankfully it's not at a point some rest and strengthening wouldn't fix.

She would have to go to his house again to drop it off so it'll be good to send him a message now as a heads up.

But now for that desperately needed shower.

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"Seriously Tōru you need to take better care of yourself. It hasn't been that long since your last injury."

"Sorry mom. I'll be more careful next time," Oikawa gave her sheepish smile. "I promise!" 

"Okay but you should still rest while you can," she hummed as she closed his door.

Oikawa sighed. He was woken up from the couch early in the morning by his startled mom demanding to know what happened. After some explaining, minus the parts about Rachel, and a long lecture he took a long shower. He did sleep in his jersey after all.

Oikawa found that he was able to apply weight and bend his knee better than last night though not yet at %100. Even so, he was still made to rest under his mom's sharp watch.

Iwa-chan somehow hasn't found out what happened yet. Got to count your blessings with that.

Still, this was definitely not how he was planning on spending the weekend.

Boredom quickly set in. Maybe a nap will make the day pass faster.

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First on the list once she reached the mall was to find a telephone service.

"Unlimited data! Signal! Oh how missed thee!" Rachel dramatically cried.

After picking up some skincare Rachel wasn't really in need for anything else. She had time to grab a drink and browse around the area before heading to the local sporting goods store.

She grabbed the foam roller first then went looking for a good knee brace. There were 3 main colours to choose from. The options were black, white and a horrendously bright red. Obviously red was out of the question. Now Rachel doesn't know what colour Oikawa wears so she has a 50% chance to get this right. If she gets it wrong then Oikawa would be rocking mismatched colours since she'll still force it on him.

Going with the colour she uses Rachel went to add a water bottle and an actual volleyball to her list since she couldn't pack them into her luggage.

Rachel made her purchases but soon realized the imminent struggle to come. In one hand she still had her drink as well as her phone juggled within her fingers and on the other were 3 bags. 2 of which were pretty bulky due to the packaging.

Guess the plan to take transit is out the window 'cause screw that.

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"Tōru! You have a guest. Are you even awake?"

Oikawa groaned into his pillow. If it was who he thinks it is then he should probably greet them as fast as he could. Delaying would only get them angrier. Pushing himself up from the futon he made his way to the stairs.

There on the living room couch he saw a familiar glare.

"Hi Iwa-chan. You know if you keep glaring like that your face might get stuck. Or maybe it already is," Oikawa chuckled. He prayed that his mom didn't say anything about what happened.

"Shut up trashykawa!" Iwaizumi stood with a familiar look of anger. "What the hell do you think you're doing getting injured! Again!"

Okay so his mom betrayed him.

"Iwa I -," Oikawa was quickly cut off.

"No. You're the one that decided to stay behind and practice serves. You're the one that decided to keep going and overwork your knee. So don't give me some lame excuse 'cause you can't talk your way out of this. You're just lucky it's still the start of the season and not during a tournament," Iwaizumi grounded out at each step he took towards Oikawa.

Oikawa was cornered. In front of him was a raging Iwa-chan ready to raise hell and lecture him until his ears bled. He knew he was about to be told off for not taking care of himself but his best friend looked like he would be adding in a few punches to really get his point across.

Injured or not Iwaizumi would not hold back. Oikawa put his hands up and quickly glanced toward the kitchen at his mother. Surely she won't let Iwa's tirade on her injured son continue. Well those hopes were dashed at the smile she gave. She was definitely not on his side here.

But before Iwaizumi continue his war path towards Oikawa they were interipted by the chime of the doorbell.

"I'll get it!" Oikawa quickly volunteered himself and made his escape.

Hopefully it was Mattsun. Mattsun is level headed and might be able to calm Iwa down.

Oikawa opened the door.

"Jesus Christ!" For full disclosure, it was not Jesus.

This had to be a joke. Was this karma? He already had Iwa up his ass and now she's here too. Why was she even here?!

Rachel's laugh rang through his ears. Oikawa's face contorted with emotions she couldn't even pinpoint.

Yeah, this really wasn't how he planned his weekend to be.

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Wanted to get this chapter out before school starts back up.
Still don't know how this story will pan out but progress baby!
Let me know your thoughts on it so far~

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