Game On - A Haikyuu!! Mafia AU

- Chapter Fourteen -

[A/N: wow!! Already fourteen chapters, huh? Sorry I'm seeming like a bit of an overreaction honestly, but wow! Thank you all for the constant support and for sticking with me through this absolute rollercoaster of a story! I really truly appreciate it and I'm motivated to continue knowing that I have a handful of great people reading and waiting along with me! Thanks guys❤️ now back to the story!]

•Recap•

The figure in the entrance smirked at his reaction and ran a hand through their hair, lifting their chin pridefully and peeking around with a foreboding curiosity.

"Pardon me for my intrusion, is this the Karasuno suite?"

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"You.." Noya shook his head slowly as memories flew back at him with the force of a wall, feeling his knees weaken before Asahi caught his arm and steadied him.

"Hey, take it easy." The taller cadet murmured to him, evident concern laced in his voice as he settled his other hand on Noya's shoulder, narrowed eyes turning to the unnamed figure. "Who are you?"

"Well, I go by many names." The figure clicked his tongue with a sigh, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe with a raised brow. He was quiet for a moment before letting out an amused laugh and turning his attention to Noya. "Have you not told them about me yet, Yuu?"

Noya furrowed his brows, seeming to regain control of himself and trying to pull against Asahi as he glared at the young man in the doorway. "I'll give you five seconds, get out of here!"

Daichi hurried out from the hall after hearing the commotion, Suga a few steps behind. He raised his brows in surprise and rushed over to ease himself next to Asahi, peering over at him in confusion as if expecting an explanation.

Asahi just gave him a head shake and a frown in response, shoulders tense and grip on Noya still secure.

"Ah yes, the wondrous Daichi Sawamura." The figure tilted their head with a sly squint of their dark eyes, a grin grazing their thin lips. "Tetsurou's told me plenty about you."

"Tetsu- you work with Nekoma, huh?" Suga narrowed his eyes, budging past Daichi and Asahi in order to stand mere inches away from the guest, glaring up at him - in the small height difference between them - with a thick suspicion. "Who do you think you are, waltzing in here and acting like you know my cadets?"

"Oh no, rest assured I don't completely work with them. It nearly hurts just being in the same room as Kuroo." The boy waved a dismissive hand, but stared at Suga in faint amusement. "I'm what you could call a 'double agent'."

Daichi didn't bother trying to speak, letting Suga do all of the talking in that moment and watching him with a small smile, a tingling pride in his chest that made him almost forget about the argument only minutes before.

"Oh, is that right?" Suga's tone never raised, never faltered, but there was an underlying smokiness in his voice that he didn't use often unless finding it was needed. "And what business do you have in coming all the way up here? I hope it wasn't simply to bother my mafia."

"Hm." The figure raised a brow, quiet for a moment as he simply admired how collected Suga was able to stay even in the presence of a clear threat.

Not that he would consider himself a threat to Karasuno, but he would need to soon.

"No, I've come with a suggestion."

"Go on." Daichi raised a brow, angling himself a few feet behind Suga's wounded shoulder so he could move immediately if anything were to go wrong. "We're all ears."