I Don't Understand you ||Tsukishima Kei Story

It is now December, no questions asked

Y/n's pov

"We are super super extremely sorry," I say for what must be the millionth time.

"You and your friend Emily are bat shit crazy," Shirabu says.

"Shes goes by Emma you dumb whore, and I'm not talking to you," I say.

"Wait what part are we apologizing for?" Emma asks. "The part where we locked him in a cart full of volleyballs or..."

"In the midst of your guys fun you popped a volleyball," Wakatoshi says.

"Reginold, may he rest in peace," Tendo wipes a tear. "He will be missed."

"He didn't even get to play in a match," Goshiki says.

"Why don't you get mad at them for beating me up?" Shirabu questions. "Give them trouble."

"Are we in actual trouble this time?" I ask.

"Yes," Wakatoshi says. "And now you have to do what I say."

Great, we just committed the biggest sin.

"Good," Shirabu snorts.

"You too," Wakatoshi says. "F you were strong enough to escape them the ball would have never died."

"What?" he questions. "No."

"Loser," I cough.

"That's rough," Emma says.

"Okay Wakatoshi," I start. "Give out

"Y/n you're going to Tokyo," Wakatoshi says.

"No please Wakatoshi," I fold my hands together. "Please I want to stay don't send me back. I don't want to live with mom."

"Look who the loser is now," Shirabu laughs.

"Shirabu, you go and get permission from the office so Emma can go to Tokyo with her," Wakatoshi says.

"What?" Emma questions. "I don't wanna see her mom, I've heard the war stories. I think the fuck not."

"Also Shirabu, you will take Y/n to get another pair of volleyball shoes, hers aren't good enough," he says.

"I won't," he says.

"Oh, did I maybe phrase that as a question?" Wakatoshi asks. "Because I was telling you not asking you."

"In other words, you don't have a choice," Tendo says.

"But why am I going to Tokyo?" Emma asks.

"Oh, Y/n will be attending the All-Japan Youth Training Camp, the one she doesn't want to go to," Wakatoshi says. "And you have now been appointed her temporary babysitter."

"So you're not sending me to live with mom?" I ask.

"I wouldn't send a plant to live with her," he says. "So no, I am not sending you to live with her."

"Thank Shreks green ass cheeks," I sigh.

"Not saying that I wouldn't go for free but is there any chance I can get a gram of cash?" Emma asks.

"Who much do you want?" he asks.

"On god?" Emma asks. "You'll give me money?"

"Well technically it's my mother's money, but still," he says.

"Ask for one-hundred," I mutter. "At least."

"Uh... one hundred and fifty dollars," she says.

"Hmm, you'll be with her for one week, seven days. Seven times one-fifty is one thousand and fifty dollars," he says. "Okay, seems reasonable."

"You're gonna give her over a thousand dollars?" Shirabu questions. "How is that fair?! I never get paid."

"You never asked," Waktoshi says.

Easy money right here.

"You know what I could buy with that?" Emma asks. "Lots of gushers."

"Oh, I can see it now," I say.

"I want fifty dollars for taking her out to get shoes, and another twenty for the damage she cased to my mental health," Shirabu says.

"Only that much?" Wakatoshi asks. "Alright."

"Bruh moment," I say. "Rip to y'all."

"You still have to go to the training camp," Waktoshi says. "It will help with your skills."

"My skills are already good," I say.

"I know," he says. "But I have things to do."

"What things?" I ask.

"Secrets," he holds his finger to his lips.

"That's sus," Emma says. "Really sus."

"Don't worry about it Y/n," Tendo says. "We got it all under control."

"Yes, don't worry," Wakatoshi says. "Now go and get new shoes."

"I wanna know the secrets," I say.

"No."

"If not me at least tell Emma, she won't tell me," I say.

"I won't, I promise," she says.

"I don't believe that," Wakatoshi says.

Big brain.

Emma is @AnimeBoySimp and I am trash lol.

-Crouton