many asked, and you shall receive. here is part two, it just goes into a little more detail of the flashbacks and the conversation. part three will be one part for each character, the reveal and then a timeskip.
read pt 1 here
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“I have no idea who it could be.” Kuroo leaned back, starting to forget that you were there and present when he dived into his thoughts.
“Didn’t you just say he got a love letter from her, Yaku.” Lev asked, kicking his feet out from under himself to get comfortable for the seemingly long thought process.
“I was messing with you, dumbass. She never gave any of us one of her letters. They were therapeutic, not romantic.” he gave a softer kick than he had in the past to Lev’s thigh. “If I had to take a guess, I’d say Inuoka.”
“Why me, Yakkun?” So looked confused, taking a bite of a pastry. “I’d say you over all of us.”
“It’s the way you always knew she was down, and when she needed a hug vs when she needed her space. You were like a little emotional support puppy, and I know she liked kind guys like that. Especially the way she holds onto you.” Yaku took a drink of his can, “Why me?”
“You were the first to get her kisses.” Inuoka answered. “You were, well are, always confident and logical. Until you got that first kiss anyway.”
“Oh yeah, I remember.” He smirked.
“You’re fucking face that day was golden, dude.” Kuroo started laughing hard at the memory, soon the rest of the boys did as well.
“It was that game against Nohebi for the represented spot.” Yaku looked out the window into the night sky fondly. “After I got hurt, and after we won. The excitement, the adrenaline, I can still remember that first kiss. It was so soft.”
“You think about it a lot?” You asked from the kitchen table, he turned to you with a smile, and a simple nod.
“So then it’s Yaku?” Lev turned to you with a curious gaze, pouting when you raised your eyebrow at took a drink.
“Nah, even if I was the first to get her kisses, I wasn’t the only one. Kenma was after me.” Yaku turned to his former setter.
“Don’t drag me into this.”
“You just asked her for confirmation that it was one of us!” Kuroo teased.
“It could be you, you know.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re always the first person she calls when she needs something, any time or day and you’re always there within minutes to her rescue.” Kenma picked up his game, “after Yaku left for Russia anyway.”
“I agree that it could be you though Kenma,” Kuroo started, looking at his friend for a reaction. “You were the first person to start staying over when she got her apartment, and the first person to get to sleepover after a chat stream with her.”
“Does anyone think it could be Lev? or Yamamoto?” You chimed in, looking to get there gears running.
“Oh.. you two did have that dance in the rain. That was kind of romantic.” Inuoka turned to Lev.
“I forgot about that, in our third year.”
“How do you forget something like that you damn idiot.” Yaku spat, kicking Lev, “I’d kill for a memory like that.”
“It was super dorky and awkward, no you don’t.” Inuoka started, “she was in the area after visiting her parents and it started pouring, Lev held the umbrella but it broke and started panicking. He fell over onto her in a puddle!” He was cackling. Yaku ready to kill Lev for his stupidity. “He stood up, apologizing profusely when she just took his hand and tossed him into the puddle too. When they stood they started laughing, and she just grabbed his hands and started swinging in circles.”
Yamamoto started cackling, he had never heard this story before.
“If I’m being honest, I don’t think it’s Yamamoto.” Kuroo turned, “Sorry to say, but you did treat her differently than anyone else.”
“That’s exactly why it could be him.” Kenma pointed out, “He didn’t freak out with her all the time the way he did with Karasuno’s managers. He was a little more respectful, even if he was still a handful.”
“Of course I was. She was our manager and I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.” he took a second to think, “I remember how sad she was when I asked her why she seemed so upset one time, after I did freak out a little over how attractive Karasuno was. That was when I learned about her insecurities and tried to be better.”
“That’s... very mature and didn’t think of it that way.” Kuroo smiled, “Touché.”
“There are more memories, but these seem to be our core memories hmm? What leaves us to think she fell in love with each other?” Inuoka looked at his feet in the distance. “I really have no idea. All of us have some good memories together, and alone.”
“That may have been her point.” Kenma looked over at you, “You didn’t want to seem like you were playing favorites did you?” You shook your head, agreeing with his statement.
“I’m glad you came to this outcome yourselves.” You smiled, grabbing a handful of letters from the box after digging through them. Slowly you walked over to each boy and handed them the little folded piece of paper. They read through there letters pretty quickly, and once they were done, you sat down in front of the group of boys.
“So.... who is it?” ah, the present tense. All five boys looked at each other their letters in there hands, whoever it was. It is still is.
these are a little shorter because I wanted to leave the ‘ending’ open for your interpretations.
pt. 1 | pt. 2
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Three Months Later:
Kodzuken hadn’t been online for a few weeks and the moment he posted he was going live everyone piled in. The twitter post hit a 100k likes in the matter of four hours, and it was estimated to have many others logging on.
“You look nervous.” You sat down next to Kenma, tucking your dress under your thighs as you took a seat at the computer next to him. He turned in the chair and leaned back, giving you a soft smile. The same one you’ve seen for years, and the one you’ve been strictly on the receiving end for three months now.
Kenma had been hinting at the change in his relationship status, being vague and having fun with it but he didn’t like to play games like this for long. It was usually pretty taxing and never ended up well. “Just a little. You look really nice.”
“I wanted to make a good first impression.” You teased, reaching over and tucking a piece of hair behind his ears. “Don’t worry, I promise it’ll be okay.”
“I’m just worried about some less than happy fans harassing you-”
“Then they don’t deserve to be your fans. They should be happy for you.” You were right, and the two of you had been friends for years at this point and no one could have been a better partner to him than someone who had basically been one to him since his first year of high school. He nodded, turning on the ring light and unplugging his headphones before starting the stream.
KodzukenLover25: Omg! Hi Kodz! We missed you!
PINKAPPLES: Hi! Kenma! Whose that with you? Special guest?
BIGDOGBEEF564: She’s hot
You couldn’t help but giggle at the comments as you read them on the screen, Kenma looked at you with soft eyes and a smile. Someone on the stream caught it.
PINKAPPLES: OMG! DID YOU SEE THE WAY HE LOOKE AT HER. I WANT SOMEONE TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.
VOLLEYBALLLADIES45: OMG IS THIS IS A GIRLFRIEND REVEAL!?
“Yes, it is.” Kenma spoke into the camera, letting the messages in the just chat box on the overlay flood with both good comments and neutral comments but very little bad ones. “This is yn, she was my manager on the volleyball team in high school. As of a few months ago, my girlfriend.”
“Hello!” you waved, linking your hand in Kenma’s when you felt it run across your thigh.
“I really hope you all will be kind to her. She means a lot to me and will be making appearances in my streams on occasion and on other social media.” He looked at you again, “Ready to play?”
“Am I ever. I’m gonna kick your ass this time.” He hit a button on his dock, switching the screens around and handing you a controller.
Dear Kenma.
I hope you’re getting sleep right now. I know you like to stay up late, and get up early to play your games but we have nationals tomorrow. I hope that if you are awake you’re at least awake because your nervous like me. Kind of selfish, I know but it makes me feel better anyway.
I can’t wait to play the new Pokémon game with you soon, and practice Mario Kart. There some of my favorite times with you, I love how you help me get better enough to beat the boys. I can’t explain why, I know that I like you but it gives me butterflies when you praise me at a game for doing well or not dying to quickly. I’m happy you don’t bored of me.
I hope it can stay like this forever. It’s so calming, comforting, like nothing else matters. You probably won’t ever know, or see this. Who knows what the future holds.
these are a little shorter because I wanted to leave the ‘ending’ open for your interpretations.
pt. 1 | pt. 2
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Two Months Later:
The plane ride was a mess, but so worth it. The moment you landed and you found your footing on the terminal walking into the airport you couldn’t not walk with a skip in your step. Everything else that needed to be sent over had already been sent over, days or even weeks prior and all you had left was your carry on and one suitcase. Thankfully you had been learning Russian for months, because you had to get through half the airport before seeing him.
and when you did, you could help but spring to him.
Yaku stood there, arms in his pockets before opening them wide and spinning you in your spot the moment you collided with his body. The giggles leaving your lips couldn’t be ignored by passerby's as they looked at you with so many different looks. The two months took way to long to get here.
“You’re finally here.” He spoke, setting you down and holding you close to him. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for years. It’s almost to surreal.”
“Cheese ball.” You teased, holding his face in your hands. “I think these two months took longer than the four years we waited for each other.”
“You’re telling me.” He teased, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in for a kiss before grabbing your carry on- his arm still around your waist. It didn’t take to long to get to luggage claim and find your bag, and he came so early he had a parking spot right out front. You didn’t even know he had a car until you were reading the sign outside and heard a beep.
The drive home was filled with stories that hadn’t been shared and Yaku asking you were you wanted to go and what you wanted to see. If you wanted to come to his next practice with him- he told you about his setter Ilya and his twin sister Anna who he thought you’d really get along with. He planned everything that you may not have thought about. He still had a few years left in Russia, but it already felt like home with you here. It finally felt like home with you here.
Dear Yaku…
No... Mori... I can’t.... I couldn’t ask you to stay. How could I ask you to stay? This was a chance of a lifetime and I can’t be the reason you don’t take it. I don’t even know if you love me like I love you. It doesn’t feel like there is any winning here on my side, but if meant letting you win and getting you to have the future of your dreams I’d give it up a thousand times.
It hurts though. It hurts that I won’t be able to see you every Sunday at our cafe, it’s hurts that I won’t see you every other Friday at the sleepovers. It hurts that dispute how close and comfortable we are- I can’t tell you I love you. You think I could tell, it should be obvious to us both right? I wonder if you have the same excuses I do in my own head.
I don’t even know what to write, or what to say. I just know I’m hurting, and Kuroo keeps trying to cheer me up but I’m sure he knows. I’m sure everyone knows and I don’t care. I want you, but I want you to be happy more.
So please... please be happy in Russia. So I can at least be happy your happy. You probably won’t ever know, or see this. Who knows what the future holds.
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The room was silent, the boys reading there letters and looking at each other.
“Is it... none of us?” Lev looked sad almost, and you shrugged your shoulders. He was wrong, and it took him a second to figure it out only after Kenma said something.
“Not all of us are here.. there is only six of us.”
“Then who else could it be!?” Lev laid back into the pillows with an exasperated sigh, you laughed sitting on the couch.
“Got my hopes up it was me.” Kuroo teased, falling off the sofa when you reached over and shoved him off. They all had good points, and good memories with you, it was hard to see who it might have been, even narrowing it down to those who weren’t in the room. There was the chance, that yes, the crush, the current still, crush was there and it was one of them. You wouldn’t have said anything if you weren’t ready, but it was a fun thought and a good trip down memory lane.
Kenma started the movie as Lev reached over to turn off the lights. How they talked you into a horror thriller, you had no idea but it worked in someone's favor. Lev sat between your legs, cowering under a blanket even in his twenties, not that you were any better.
The moment that the door in the movie swung open, so did your own door. The sounds of screaming and panic filled the room before the light in the entry way turned on, revealing another of your nekoma alumni.
“Hey pretty girl.. didn’t mean to scare you.” Fukunaga stood in the doorway, taking off his shoes and setting a plastic bag on the counter.
“Shou... you scared the shit out of all of us. I don’t wanna die just yet.” You smiled, your heart racing a million miles an hour. You stood and walked over to the new member of the party, looking into the bag while he slipped his arms around your waist, completely ignoring the room full of guys.
“What? The chocolate gets attention before me?” He pouted, and you moved what little you could with his arms in a vice around your waist.
“Yes. Always.” He spun you around, pinning you against the counter while you crossed your arms in a huff. You could see the boys behind the chef looking at you two in disbelief and confusion. “Come on princess, gimme my kiss.” you caved, leaning forward and giving the part time comedian what he was looking for. It was when you shared a kiss with him that it clicked and the whispers stopped.
“It was Shohei!?” Inuoka collapsed forward, landing on Lev with a thump before you and Fukunaga broke your little kiss apart.
“Was what me?”
“The crush from high school... that she still has a crush on..?”
“Oh.. you guys have no idea? I thought the whole thing was obvious.”
“Don’t be coy.” You teased, lightly smacking his shoulder, he smirked in response.
“No.. it wasn’t be back in high school. We’ve only been together for a few weeks, was going to tell you guys tonight all at once.” He grabbed a small box from the bag and took your hand, leading you to the pillow fort in the living room and sitting you on the ground between his legs.
“So who was it?” Kenma looked at you, and you shared a look with Shouhei. After giving him a nod, he spoke.
“It was Akaashi, then I stole her heart with my awesome jokes.”
