Two with one crown (UshiTen)

His eyes (part 3)

~timeskip to a week later~

Ushijima had now met the whole club. There was Eita Semi, who apparently knew Temnon Murakami and Mokusei Hashimoto in Jr high, but they're both our upperclassmen so they graduated before him. Then there was the captain, Enyo Kondo and his best friend and vice captain Takashi Hirano who were both third years.

Hirano also had a buzz cut, but his was much shorter. I guess they both did it as a joke a little while ago, but Hirano decided to keep it. The last of the second years was Shin Kumira. No one could tell if his hair was black, or very dark brown, but it was something like that. It was usually kept back in a very small ponytail with two strands hanging out in the front dyed red. He's fairly quiet, not having said very much yet.

Last but not least, there was Reon Ōhira. He was a first year like Ushijima and Semi and seemed very kind. Well, he hadn't met all of the members yet. According to Kondo, there was one more first year that was joining, but was late "due to injury." From what he said, he should be coming sometime soon.

"Alright everyone! Line up."

Kondo announced, Hirano staying by his side. Everyone lined up on the court behind the net facing the captain.

"Before we get into practice today, I wanna let you guys know that today we'll be getting a-"

"YO-HO!"

Everybody turned to the voice that came from the doorway. There stood a tall, lanky boy with bright red hair that stood up into the air. His eyes looked wide, like he was surprised about something. Something about them edged Ushijima. Not that he thought the boy looked weird. No, that wasn't it at all, maybe... Intriguing.

"Ah, Tendou. Perfect timing. I was just telling the boys about you."

Tendou? What an interesting name. He put down the peace signs he had been holding up and walked into the room. As soon as he did so, something about the energy of the room changed. There was more tension. If this boy could change the entire energy of a room just by walking in, Ushijima wondered what else he could do.

~*^*~ Tendou's pov ~*^*~

I looked around the room of boys. Hm... This seems like an interesting bunch. This'll be fun-

"Tendou?!?!"

I looked in the direction of the sudden shouting. That voice sounded familiar- Aw, shit.

"Hashimoto?!"

His face of surprise turned into one of disgust and he turned around. He literally just turned around so he wouldn't have to see me. That little brat.

I looked around, knowing that if he was here than thing two had to be, too. As expected, Murakami stood no more that 3 inches away from Hashimoto. UGH. This is gonna suck.

"Oh, do you two know each other?"

The captain asked.

"I wish we didn't..."

Hashimoto snapped under his breath. I glared at the two and looked around one more time.

"Semi-Semi..?"

The said boy looked at me.

"Hey, Tendou. I didn't think I would see you here."

He looked the exact same. At least that dwarf cut his stupid bowl cut off, but Semi still had the same hair, same face, and same attitude.

"I wish I wouldn't see you here..."

the mutt whispered again.

"Oh shut up."

I snapped back.

"Alright, guys. It's great you guys know each other, but let's get along some other time."

A guy with brown hair and an undercut said, turning Hashimoto back around. He scoffed and started whispering to Murakami. Ugh, typical. The captain, who mind you has been standing text to me this whole time, (poor guy) started talking again.

"Right! Well for those of you who don't know him already, this is Satori Tendou and he'll be joining our team. He was a bit late due to injury, but he's here now and ready do play."

Everyone looked at me weirdly, as usual. All except for one. This tall kid with olive-brown hair looked at me with something else, something I don't see often. He must have caught me looking, because he proceeded to put out his hand.

"I'm Wakatoshi Ushijima. I'm also a first year here."

I looked at him surprised.

"Yeah, uh, I don't do handshakes. But it's nice to meet you."

I gave him my sweetest smile as he put his hand back down awkwardly. I was about to start talking again when dumb and dumber grab this tree trunk-of-a-man by his shoulders and pull him back. Those two are gonna ruin this.

~-^-~ Ushijima's pov ~-^-~

Right as the new 'Tendou' kid opened his mouth to talk again, I suddenly get pulled backwards by my shoulders.

"Huh??"

Once I'm done being pulled away, I see who the culprit is.

"Murakami? Hashimoto? What is this about?"

They look at each other and then look back at me.

"You can't be talking to that guy."

Murakami starts.

"Yeah, he's no good."

HELLO! I am so sorry if I'm saying things wrong or using wrong terms, I know nothing about volleyball. I'm really sorry 😖 anyways, I hope you're enjoying this so far and remember self care! 💖💞💖💘✨❤️💓✨❤️💓💞❣️💖💓✨💖💓❣️

-Carbon

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