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the chill of a winterâs afternoon ( hushed, solemn, brisk  ) greeted the second-year. he didnât think itâd arrive so soon, so vigourously. but there he was, treading through the snowy streets, rose-tinged cheeks sunk deep into his scarf. kenma very much loathed these frigid airs. but, he dug and buried this hatred for the time being â for someone in particular.
as he slowly began to approach the terminal, he reaches into his pocket for his phone in hopes that his friend, hinata shĹyĹ, was safe. cold, trembling fingers were swift as they typed a message.
shĹyŠภ^â˘ďťâ˘^ŕ¸
hey ⌠iâm near the station. iâll be waiting for u. how is it over there? =3=
Hinata jumped a bit when he felt his pocket vibrate, fishing his phone out quickly and checking the message. He looked to one of the electronic banners that were over each door and displayed the next stop. He had a couple stops left until heâd be at the right one.Â
Slipping his gloves off he replied to Kenmaâs messgae.
[SMS Kenma] Iâll be there in about 10!!! :3 [SMS Kenma] What did you have planned for today??
He figured they would spend the day sight seeing, or rather having Kenma show him around. Then he remembered that Kenma also tended to get lost, and wondered if with the weather being cold the setter would have planned something inside.Â
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Kenma narrowed his eyes as the other tried in vain to appear normal, but he nodded anyway. Of course he felt the same in that regard. That, and the idea of slipping and falling in wasnât particularly appealing to him. âLetâs at least move away from my house a little bit.â Kenma waved for Kuroo to follow him as he moved into the yard.
As he watched the other volley the ball on his own, Kenma gave a dreadful sigh and dropped his stance, holding his arms out in front of him and preparing to volley with Kuroo. âSo, are we just volleying for a bit, or do you want to get some spikes in?â He bumped the ball back to the other, thinking that the repetition of volleying back and forth would help to clear his mind.
He moved to connect with the ball again exhaling as he sent it back to Kenma. âLetâs just volley for now.â Volleying was helpful in a way spiking wasnât. He let the ball go back and forth between the two for a while before he overshot a receive. He let out an awkward laugh and rubbed the back of his head. He was really off today, too far in his own head.Â
He heaved a sigh and moved to go after the ball. How could he broach the subject of the future with Kenma? The last thing he wanted was to place his stress onto his friend. After he retrieved the ball he headed back, resolving to express at least a little of his worries. âHave you thought much about the future? Iâm nervous about life after high school.â
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tell me why donât we write together
â§:Â i donât have ideas so i canât approach you yet
âź:Â i have ideas but iâm not sure if you will like them
â:Â i donât have high-quality graphics/themesÂ
â: my writing might be lacking
â:Â iâm shy to approach you
â˝:Â i donât know how our muses can interact
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â: any other reason; write it down
Hi, reminder that PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS ARE JUST AS IMPORTANT AS ROMANTIC ONES!
okay, that is all. â¤ď¸
Yams and Tsukki (b/c youâre the reason I write Yams....)
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âSheâll be fine with it.â His mom had been dropping hints all week it would be ok for Yamaguchi to spend the night. She even went as far as saying itâd been a while since sheâd last seen him. âWe can practice if you want.â He gave a halfhearted shrug. Tsukshima could see that Yamaguchi wanted to practice but wouldnât push it. The blocker couldnât say he wanted to practice exactly but he also knew they watched whatever he wanted pretty much every time. He could deal with it this way. Make it seem like it wasnât big deal.
Yamaguchi perked you when Tsukki said heâd be willing to practice. âReally? I want to stay on top of my jump float. Itâs the only reason I ever get to play.â He let out another laugh and finished off the fries. âIs Aki-um nevermind, it was a dumb question.â He made a mental note to not bring up Tsukkiâs brother for the rest of the night. Heâd wanted to know if the older boy would be home, hoping for a little extra help practicing.
closed: Kenma and Ruriko
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a small âoofâ left her lips as she felt someone bump into her and then the ball that sheâd tossed up prior to this encounter dropped and hit head head. the wing spiker heard something that resembled a âsorryâ coming from the person and she quirked a brow. âA girl?â ruri thought to herself before realizing that sheâd actually seen him before during the practice match the boys were having. âAh, youâre testucchiâs setter right?â ruri had become fast friends with Tetsurou in the short moments theyâd spent together. She proceeded to pat his head reassuringly. âDo you need help getting back to the bus?â
Kenma tensed his jaw and moved out of her reach fairly quickly. The question of being Kurooâs setter earned a snort in response. âIâm Nekomaâs setter,â he said pausing a beat. âMuch to Kurooâs displeasure I wouldnât say Iâm his.â He smirked a little to himself. He debated turning down her offer, running through the options in his head. âEither showing me to the bus or to Shoyou would be fine. Iâm sure someone on the team will be looking for me soon as well.â He alternated between watching the wall and watching the ground while he talked.Â
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Kenma merely hummed in response to this, arms outstretching to catch the ball as it was tossed to him. Of course Kuroo would be a bit sheepish after that, but it looked more to the younger that Kuroo felt like he had been caught red-handed. What he felt like heâd been caught doing was beyond Kenma. As with many things, he didnât pry; if Kuroo was going to tell him, he would. It was sort of an unspoken rule in their friendship.
Nodding, Kenma stepped further from the front door. âAre we going to play here, or are we going to go a bit further?â He thought of the river that they used to practice by as kids and suppressed a shudder. The thought of the ball going into the water, and then having to retrieve it wasnât something that sat at the top of his list of things he wanted to do today. With how distracted Kuroo seemed, the ball flying into the water was a nigh possibility.
Kuroo thought for a second, head tilting towards the sky. âHere is fine, I donât feel wading through icy water to get the ball if we lose it.â He shrugged and tried to place a cocky smile on he face, but failed. Volleying would clear his mind. It always did. He just needed to get into a good rhythm and heâd be able to think better. He distanced himself from Kenma and bent his knees a few times, practicing receives.Â
âIâm ready whenever you are.â He knew heâd be able to explain his thoughts after they practiced. There was a certain clarity that came with repetitively working on something. His eyes watched the ball, making a well placed receive with his forst connection.Â
I just want a Haikyuu Rock band AU where each year had their own band and they all help each other improve....cause like ugh
But also Kageyama as a musical ďżźprodigy (hello lead guitar), and Tsukishima as a drummer, and Yamaguchi as a guitarist, and Hinata being a very talented singer who canât read music for shit and like GIVE ME YACHI AS A BASSIST OH MY GOD!!!
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Kuroo jumped a bit at the sound of Tsukishimaâs voice. He turned to see what he was referring to. He quickly poured the water into the tea cups and moved to take the wet clothes from Tsuikishima. âIâll go wash them. Drink some tea.â His voice was soft but stern, not leaving room for discussion. He placed the clothes in the was and went ahead and set up the drying rack.Â
Walking back to the kitchen he opened the fridge to see if his parents had left him food. âYou should eat. I doubt youâve eaten today knowing you.â He quickly heated up some rice and curry, setting it in front of the other boy. He moved and made sure the blinds were all closed to block out the lightning before turning on music. He didnât want to acknowledge Tsuishimaâs fear verbally, knowing that the first time heâd done that the boy had gotten pretty upset.Â
Instead he focused on distraction. âDo you want to watch a movie? Or we can watch game tapes? I think I have some Fukurodani games you might want to watch?â
Tsukishima sat, almost curled around the cup of tea, just blankly staring at it. He startled at Kurooâs voice. He opened his mouth to tell the other he wasnât hungry but finally took a sip of the tea instead. It didnât matter that Kuroo was correct. Heâd been planning at stopping at a bakery on the way home before the rain set in.
The music helped him relax, tension bleeding out of his shoulders slowly. It took a second for the question to register in his brain. âA movies fine.â He mumbled and cleared his throat trying to get it work like he wanted. âI donât think Iâm up for one of Bokuto right now.â He kept expecting Kuroo to ask about it. It made Tsukishima nervous waiting for the teasing or the prodding and questions. Yamaguchi was the only one out side of his family who knew.Â
Kuroo pauses when he heard Tsukishima talk. Something about this whole situation seemed so fragile. He nodded to the food again. âEat Glasses. Iâll find a movie.â He got up to sort through his families DVDs. âWhat kinds of movies do you usually watch?â He did his best to keep his voice calm. The tea and music seemed to be easing the situation some. He wasnât sure what else he could do to help Tsukishima feel at ease.
âYou should call your mother and tell her youâll be staying here tonight. I donât think the storm is going to let up anytime soon, and itâs not the best weather to be traveling in.â He moved away from the DVDs to bring Tsukishima his house phone. âUmm you can use this is your reception is bad.â
Heading back to the movies he pulled a few and laid them out for the other boy to pick. âWe can put it on once youâve finished your curry.â
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Rolling his eyes because he didnât agree that but oh well. Setting up the set Tsukishima tossed the ball wondering if Hinanta will manage to hit it. Itâs not like he did this often. âhow about I do five for you then we go our separate ways.â
Hinata ran, jumping to hit the ball. He swung, hitting it with the top half of his fingers. He sighed. The set had been higher than what heâd expected. âOh man, that was close.â He grinned at Tsukki. âYou donât want to practice spiking?â
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