Fly (Keishin Ukai) - COMPLETED

35 - Another Chance

The last few days were close to exhausting for Yuki who spent most of her time with the Karasuno boys coaching. She enjoyed coaching them, but spending all day with them was draining. Most of the time she was alone as Keishin had to work at the store, and sometimes the boys got a little too excited.

But even after a whole day with the team, Yuki was practically bouncing with excitement as she and the rest of the Neighbourhood Association Team warmed up for their match. She was grinning from ear to ear as she jogged around the court. Yusuke and Makoto by her side - though she already lapped them by then.

She was already halfway through stretching when the others finished their warm-up. She got into general chit chat with the team, not noticing the two new people that entered the hall. Keishin sat by her as she put on her kneepads.

"Can I ask a favour?" she asked him.

"Of course."

"When you set, c-can you try to do it a little higher than you usually do?"

"Higher?" his eyebrows scrunched together, and his mouth turned into a lopsided grimace. "Are you sure?" his nose scrunched up.

She nodded and leaned into his arm, her head resting on his shoulder, looking up at him with wide eyes and a large grin. "Pleaseeeee." His face relaxed, a small smiling forming. "If I can't reach it, w-we won't try again."

His eyebrows raised, and after a moment said, "alright, just don't be upset if you can't reach it." His finger lightly tapped her nose. "I know how you can be."

The game started, Yuki stood beside Keishin and Yuksue in the front while Makoto served. She still did not notice the two new people sitting at the side of the room—her focus remaining on the opponents. The ball was put into play, and she zoned in. In some sense, that was the main thing that made the Nishinoya siblings similar. They were both loud and energetic off the court, but when on, they were surprisingly quiet. She watched - observed - only talking when she needed too.

After a few points being scored back and forth, she understood her opponents. They were strong, but they had their downfalls too. Yuki watched as the ball landed in Keishin's hands.

"NOW!" She yelled for the first time that match, running forward. He met her eyes; he knew what she wanted. As she ran ahead, she thought back to the beach, she thought about how she jumped high even when on the sand. She could not stop the smirk growing as she saw the ball; he set it higher than usual. She shot up; three blockers matched her. She swung her arm forward, her palm connected with the centre of the ball. She was not fussed with the power of her hit despite the three-person block, because her impact was higher than it all together. The ball slammed to the floor before the oppositions Libero could reach it.

"I GOT IT!" She yelled, grinning, her fist punching into the air when her feet touched the floor. "Keishin did you see? I did it!"

"Yeah, I saw..." Keishin chuckled gently, his jaw ajar, the same as everyone else who saw her jump.

"How the fuck did she do that then?" Yusuke mumbled as Yuki walked over to him, Keishin and Makoto.

"Could you always jump that high?" Makoto asked.

Yuki shook her head. "It's like I-I combined how I jumped on the sand with how I normally jump. I-I don't know how else to explain it," her cheeks grew slightly red at the attention she caused. "I can't do it every time, though. It takes a lot of energy, so maybe we should have s-some sort of signal for it?" she looked to Keishin.

"Yeah, sure. Any ideas?"

Yuki brought her hand to her chin as she thought. "Can't I just yell again? Because I kind of have to like f-feel it. It is not a thing I decide to do before the play starts," her cheeks once again burned as the three men gave her odd looks. "It's hard to explain..." she mumbled nervously.