Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

Summer Training camp with Omi

Yawning the drowsiness away as you and many of the other girls finally step foot into Inarizaki high school where now most of the teams congregate around the outer reaches of the court. Some smile your way whilst others obviously can't keep it in their pants, following after your captain, Minimi-san. She leads you all straight to the dorm rooms, being the only girls team here you were all given a room to share.

Fighting the urge to sleep you plop your duffle bag down in the corner and decide to make your way outside to greet the teams. There you see the familiar colours of Shiratorizawa, Itachiyama and Inarizaki.

"L/n-san!" The overly cheerful voice of Goshiki echoes out in the gym, turning your head dodging the incoming human barreling towards you. There stands a groaning Goshiki face in the wood bum in the air.

"Oooof that's gotta hurt." The kansai dialect whisks in and out of your ears turning towards the familiar faces of the Miya twins, they've seem to have grown up a bit. What are you kidding they have REALLY grown into their features puberty really did hit them like a truck.

"Ah, L/n-san I'm glad you decided to come. Will you also be training other teams or...?" The old crispy voice of Coach Oomi booms behind you, smirking you turn away from the carnage with a wicked grin on your face.

"I'm here to train whatever happens in between is not up to me. Let's see if you're boy's have gotten better shall?" He chuckles. In the slight chance of you gaze you catch the all too familiar sight of the black haired demon that's been purposely trying to squirm out of the friendzone.

He watches you as you converse with your team and with the coaches only denying him access to your (E/c) eyes.

Stretching and unzipping clothes you feel the gaze of your opponents carry a weight of excitement and...desire over you and your girls. Looking up to see the yellow t-shirts of the Itachiyama boy's team also stretch, connecting eyes with ones that you know all too well. Clicking your tongue you're the first to snap out of your thoughts and watch as the Shiratorizawa vs Inarizaki match begin.

"So what's the plan?" Minimi asks stretching out her toes looking up at the rest of team rather well looking at you.

"I suggest we include Nova in the starting line-up there we will counter attack with strong hits, get them used to that before sending in the cavalry." You stop looking at Suki, she shivers feeling the immense pressure from your unforgiving gaze.

"Are we breaking them?" Nova asks standing up looking over her shoulder, shrugging you turn to the team captain. She huffs also standing up hands on hips.

"We're here to get better and try out new stuff. We might as well? Ayame, Izumi I want you to look hot out there." She adds before clapping her hands, walking up to our starting positions. The coaches whistle handing you a blue and yellow ball, looking at the small little hexagonal shapes and the twirls twisting it around in your hands you look up watching as Komori the best libero in the country furrowed his brows at you.

"Come at me...Bitch." You say while tossing up your famous boomerang service ace, diving and sliding the ball flies up. Pure excitement drills into your cheeks as you watch the ball play in session, breathing out knowing that you'll have to take this one, connecting eyes with that of Nova.

Sara watches the exchange as Sakusa makes a spike, diving forwards the ball spins off your forearms but begrudgingly for him you control the ball aiming for the setter position. There you watch as Nova jumps bringing up her left hand for a smackdown earning you the first point. Bouncing the ball once again piercing the soul of Sakusa watching as his eyes widen, mouth slightly agape.

But unlike your first serve you want to try something different, not a jump float but something more...FLASHY. The ceiling serve has always intrigued you but never enough to actually try it out and just like captain said that this is the time to try new things.

Chewing your lips, as the seen in front of you plays out. That play was perfect, the toss, the positions but something just didn't feel right, it was him. Sakusa threw you off your game in the last match earning his team the final point. He did that on purpose, opening up your phone to trillions of texts from Kuro and Bokuto about god knows what. You scowl as Kita saves the ball, it's low and shaky but not the same from the past the ball makes it to the pisshead of a setter sending it to the only other person that he knows more.

Flipping your eyes over to that of the bored expression of Sakusa he slowly rolls his eyes in your direction, squinting at him you couldn't help but flip him off.

If you want to play dirty, you could've just asked.

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I know you all want omi to feel the pain and he will and get his side on what happened but for now lets enjoy this arc

Sorry late update I got distracted by Among Us