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Akaashi is so fucking pretty ajkf;jdaklhgaj how! Can! Someone! Look! So! Gorgeous! And I keep seeing pictures of him in a cheerleading uniform so come get y'all juice.
Keiji drifted back into consciousness, feeling a comfortable mass below where he lied on his stomach, as well as a weight laying across his back. He didn't open his eyes, but reached one arm upward until it hit familiar soft hair that he didn't need to see to know it was two toned in contrasting colors. He nuzzled his face slightly into the toned chest, inhaling the familiar scent of his boyfriend, when he was interrupted by a slight difference in rhythm. Nothing he could've noticed had he not been lying there, indicating the owl-like man below him had woken up. He propped his head on his fist, gazing up with barely-open eyes to the amused face below him.
"M'ng," he mumbled, prompting a chuckle from Koutarou.
"C'mon, we're going out with a couple other teams today, remember?"
A few of the volleyball teams ended up getting added to the same chat, and some of the closer ones decided they would hang out together that day. Only a few (Nekoma's captain and setter, plus maybe a few others, a few from Kurasuno, Aoba Johsai's captain and co-captain, and a couple more scattered about that wanted to come) were coming, and originally it was just volleyball players, but one of Kurasuno's managers invited her girlfriend and Koutarou took the opportunity to invite Keiji.
While he'd played a bit of volleyball in junior high, Keiji was always more intrigued by cheerleading. He was co-captain of the Fukurodani cheerleading team despite only being a second year, and was well known for his flexibility, agility, and strength. Being the only boy on the team, he was often with the volleyball players in the locker rooms and such, which was how he met Bokuto. The two hit it off right away, and everyone thought they were dating before they actually were (which lead to a slip-up and brought Koutarou to actually ask him out). As such, at most things that the volleyball players did out of school, he ended up tagging along.
"Ugh, too e'rly." He rolled off his boyfriend and into the space next to him, curling further into the blankets in a nonverbal protest against leaving the bed.
"It's not, you're just not a morning person love. Now, up and at 'em!" Just as he moved to strip off the blankets, Keiji shot out a well-placed leg and kicked him off the bed.
"Really? We're doing this?" The voice from the floor lead him to let out an obviously fake snore at his boyfriend.
"Aghashiiiiiiii!"
~*~
One of the reasons Keiji didn't start cheerleading in junior high was the fear of becoming a stereotype. He was gay and preferred to look feminine, if he became a cheerleader? He didn't want to be the one people pointed at when a young boy said they wanted to be a cheerleader, "no, look at him, you don't want to be like him." After an incident with his younger sister and some assholes at her school, though, he gave up on trying to please others. He walked out of the house that day in tennis shoes, leggings, a miniskirt, a tank top, and Bokuto's letterman jacket without giving a single fuck, not when the little boy on the train pointed out his sharp winged eyeliner ("Is that a girl? Looks like a boy to me, but he's wearing a skirt and makeup!") or when the old woman began whispering to her companion about his glossy tinted lip gloss.
When they got to the front of the park the group had agreed to meet at, only two others were there. Kuroo and Bokuto were good friends, and soon he and Kenma had grown to be as well. Both having a secretly-soft-jock-boyfriend, thriving in effeminate aesthetics, and being good at strategy and analysis, it was pretty much impossible for them to not get along.
Next came the twins from Inarizaki High, having set out early to get to Tokyo in time (they had some family event or something, Keiji couldn't remember, so they'd decided to tag along), then Seijou's captains drove up, bickering like always. The tall aspiring ace from Nekoma was next, immediately getting scolded by Kenma for arriving so late when they lived so close. The blond fuckboy from Johzenji strutted overzealously, the grin on his face making it difficult to tell whether it was meant to look overly cocky or if he was just like that. Kurasuno all came as a group, captains corralling the freak-quick duo, who were bickering, while their libero laughed along to something the ace said. The black haired manager and her girlfriend were walking arm and arm, and the blond manager was shyly next to her fellow first years.
The afternoon was filled with stories, games, jokes, and general good spirits, until night fell and only the Tokyo teams (and the Miyas) were still there.
"Hey, Akaashi was it? C'mon, do a dare with us!"
"Just because Koutarou is moronic enough to partake in these dangerous activities, doesn't mean I am. I'm perfectly content over here with Kenma."
"Oh please, I bet if owl boy here flashed his puppy eyes you'd do whatever he said, you must be wrapped around his finger." The other twin, with dyed blond hair, siad.
"Actually, Brokuto is wrapped around Keiji's finger. He's whipped," Kuroo piped up, earning a mock betrayed look from the man in question.
"Just one, Akaashi, and we'll leave you alone."
He finally relented, not wanting to deal with their whining all night. "Fine, one dare. Shoot."
"I dare you..." that smirk, he already knew he was fucked just from that shit eating grin, "to fill a water bottle with lake water and drink it!"
He winced a bit, but rolled his eyes, that was much tamer than he expected. He grabbed an empty water bottle, and the group wandered over to the "lake" (really more of a pond, but exceptionally clean, for a pond anyways). Keiji filled the container and brought it to his lips, chugging before he could process what he was doing.
"Go Keiji! Whoo! C'mon, fuck up that lake water! K-E, I-J-I, Keiji go on and be that guy!" He almost coughed up the water, trying desperately not to laugh at Koutarou's poor attempt to cheer him on.
"Your chant was shit, babe," he snorted when he finished.
"Aghashiiiiiiii, you're so mean to me!"
