Snowball Fight

AN: A quick drabble of my Guild Wars 2 character Corvo Cruz and Taji’s character Eavan. I’m really starting to love these two in action together. They’re quite the pair. Hope you guys enjoy!

 Snow crunched beneath the duo’s boots as Eavan and Corvo braved the frosted paths of Taigan Groves, the Norn seemingly relieved to end their latest venture without sign of an injury. At his side, the Sylvari mesmer grinned as she stretched her limbs, her carefree antics wearing thin on her companion as he rolled his eyes. It didn’t matter though. Eavan was pleased to find he stayed with her the entire mission instead of trying to flee. Perhaps he was truly starting to trust her more.

Poe fluttered down from the trees and took his perch on his master’s shoulders, Corvo releasing a sigh before deciding to speak. “So what’s next for you?”

Eavan raised a brow at the question, shocked to hear even the slightest hint of interest in her life. She didn’t want to waste the chance to converse with him lost in awe however, so she formed a charming smile and winked. “Oh, perhaps enjoy the finer things in life. Share a meal with a lovely Norn and speak of wonderful things. Spend the evening under the delicious glow of firelight, intertwined in-.”

The Norn scuffed and lengthened his steps, the distance between them growing with each stride. “Forget I asked.”

So much for the charming jests. Eavan hummed under her breath as she skipped after her companion, happily enjoying their time together however short. They still weren’t as close as he seemed to be when alone with Gridlesser but there was clearly some underlining trust between them. Perhaps her slap from before really struck a chord with him.

“Honestly, all I have planned is to turn in with Gridlesser after this mission is complete then from there prepare for the next,” she stated as she held out her arm, the raven happily taking to his new perch to be spoiled by the Sylvari. Corvo caught his pet receiving the loving treatment and huffed aloud, rolling his eyes as the woman winked once more in his direction. “Aw, why must you get so angry when I pay this sweetie a compliment or a loving embrace?”

The Norn replied, “such actions make him soft. I’d rather not allow that to happen.”

Eavan allowed a chuckle to escape her lips as she gently kissed the bird’s beak. “Ha, I’m beginning to think you’re jealous I’m showing such affection to Poe here instead of you. You’re adorable when you’re jealous.”

Corvo once more rolled his eyes, clearly unamused by the woman’s antics. Instead of speeding off however, he glanced towards the village they were approaching and managed a sigh. “We make this delivery and claim the money. Then we go our separate ways again.”

“Always so fast to get rid of me,” Eavan huffed as the bird lifted up into the air, soaring towards the village ahead of them. She found it odd Poe didn’t stay at his master’s side but didn’t think to question it aloud. Perhaps there was a treat for him to steal from the unsuspecting villagers.

“I just want to finish the job and get my money,” the Norn responded truthfully much to the frustration of the Sylvari.  “And the sooner we get to this village and meet with our client, the sooner I can do just that.”

A frown played on Eavan’s lips however she held her tongue, realizing she’d only be giving the Norn the satisfaction of her frustrations should she continue her pestering. So instead she walked at his side, silently surveying their surroundings as they entered the peaceful village. Children darted through the snow without a care, their laughter carrying over the rooftops as the adults kept to their work. Everyone seemed so happy. Eavan loved that.

She could see the children tossing snowballs at one-another, their mischievous grins a welcome sight to the Sylvari. When the mesmer glanced to her companion to see if he also found the sights pleasing, she frowned to find his focus squarely ahead at the lodge where their client awaited them.

“You’re no fun, Corvo. No fun at-,” Eavan halted suddenly as she noticed a group of children closeby catch sight of the newcomers, their ammo at the ready as they aimed towards them. The mesmer was quick to summon one of her doubles to allude the children; however, it wouldn’t help the Norn who continued forth unsuspecting of what was about to befall him. Suddenly the air was filled with cascading snowballs, Eavan counting dozens of them from the children as she dodged their attacks. All the while, Corvo had no idea of what was to come.

SLAM!

The Norn stumbled forward after being pelted by dozens of snowballs, his body collapsing in the snow as a booming curse echoed through the village. The children’s laughs were practically howls as they took amusement in their prey’s stumble. All the while, Eavan couldn’t help but join in at the sight of the man upon the snow, the woman taking a moment to mock him before kneeling to his side. Corvo remained on the ground for the duration of their fits of laughter, leaving the mesmer to question if he’d been hurt by ice within the snowballs.

“You alive down there, Corvo?” Eavan asked aloud, her eyes wide as the man’s arms suddenly reacted and slammed into the snow. Corvo forced his body up to reveal a furious Norn burning red with fury. Even his tattoos on his arms were reddened with his anger. “H-Hey now, t-there’s no need to be so angry. It’s just a bunch of kids playing after all. It’s just good fun so-.”

It was too late. Corvo was suddenly on his feet and chasing after the children, his shouts echoing throughout the village as Eavan was left to gawk. It was the first time she’d seen him so lively…perhaps she should have attacked him with snowballs long ago to spur such emotions.

The mesmer suddenly broke from her thoughts and began the chase after her companion, praying he didn’t hurt any of the Norn children. Sure, it was wise to be kind to the youth but more importantly…she didn’t want them to lose out on money because of some injured brats.

*~End~*

Practicing In the Hallways

AN: Another Haikyu!! drabble for Taji 🙂 got inspired for this by an event in the hallway this morning that had me cracking up. Hope you guys enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyu!!, including its setting, characters, etc. I’m simply borrowing them for storytelling purposes.

*~For Taji~*

Tanaka led the charge down the hall, his grumblings audible as he struggled with a towering piles of files in his hold. Hinata followed suit with a nearly identical pile, both of them shuffling carefully around the corner towards the teacher’s offices. After causing another ruckus with the dean, it was only a matter of time before both were put to work in punishment for their deeds. Lucky for them, it was only delivering paperwork for a small timeframe between school and evening practice that week. However, it didn’t mean the boys were particularly pleased with it.

“This is such bullshit,” the second-year grumbled to his teammate, the first-year voicing similar complaints in lieu of his senpai. “We weren’t the only ones making noise. There was that damn Tsukishima. When I get to practice I’m gonna wring his neck!”

“Yeah, we’ll wring his neck!” Hinata echoed, matching each expression his companion made.

“T-Then again, Daichi would have our necks if we disrupted practice,” the second-year continued with a groan. “Yeah, especially since we’re practically late to practice this week because of this crap.”

“I’d hate to see Daichi angry at us again,” his partner-in-crime added without a moment’s thought. “Though you’re usually late everyday aren’t you Tanaka-senpai?”

Despite Hinata’s already short persona, his body quivered at the looming figure at his side. Tanaka towered over him with a rage-induced glare, the first-year gulping hard in his throat at the realization of what he’d say. “Hey now, we’re not gonna have a problem here right? Maybe you wanna take back what ya said, huh? Huh?”

“N-N-No problems here, Tanaka-senpai! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it at all!” The boy’s voice was barely audible, his stuttering words causing Tanaka to burst out laughing as Hinata sunk in fear.

“You’re so gullible! It’s awesome!” The second-year howled as he kicked open the door and dumped the files on the table, several teachers eyeing the two carefully before waving them off to attend to their duties elsewhere. Tanaka then slapped the younger’s shoulder with a grin, leading him back into the hall with a wink. “So what ya say? How about a little practice? Something to get the edge off before we head off to join the team.”

 Hinata glanced up at Tanaka with excitement dancing in his eyes; however, it soon changed to puzzling curiosity. “W-What do you mean? We’re heading to practice now right?”

“Yeah but we could use a little more fun to take the edge off right,” the second-year explained with a shrug before pausing his steps, a grin on his lips as he gestured further down the hall. The decoy was unsure to what he was referring to and stood beside him more confused than ever. Finally, the older of the two suddenly launched into an attack, his body lifting into the air as he swung his hand to spike the ball. Instead of a volleyball however, what was his target was an exit sign attached to the ceiling. Holding back his full strength, Tanaka grinned as he lightly smacked the sign and touched down once more to turn and grin at his companion. Hinata stood in awe of his senpai, adding fuel to the other’s ego as he smirked. “See? Ain’t I awesome! Come on, it’s practice. Just for fun! You try it!”

“M-Me? You think I can-,” Hinata stuttered before grinning uncontrollably, the boy rearing back to launch into an attack. The boy imagined Kageyama aiming to set him the perfect toss, his eyes closed as he began forward with more enthusiasm than Tanaka had ever expected. “I wanna spike it too!”

SLAM!

The second-year gawked at his teammate as Hinata set his hand into a spike, his power at full potential as it went against the unprepared sign. The hinges came undone with ease and the sign soared through the hallway practically in slow motion as the older gulped. They would be so dead if they were caught. There was no time to let the boy assess what he’d done. As soon as Hinata’s feet touched the ground, Tanaka had his hand in his as they both darted for the safety of the gym.

“L-Let’s just hurry onto practice ok. And let’s not tell anyone we did that yeah?” Tanaka called out to his teammate, Hinata blinking in confusion but allowing himself to be towed about all the same.

“B-But how’d I do Tanaka-senpai?” The first-year asked with such a sincere tone that his senpai couldn’t help but answer with a wink over the shoulder.

“It was a hit out of the park,” the other mused with a chuckle, though he soon muttered under his breath, “literally.”

*~End~*

Troubles Over Steambuns

AN: And another Haikyu!! drabble for Taji; her favorite pair is Sugawara and Daichi so I knew I would have to focus on one all about them for her. I’m just hoping I don’t screw up the characters in this representation. Oh well, Taji will definitely let me know if I do *winks* so without further adieu, here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyu!!, including its setting, characters, etc. I’m simply borrowing them for storytelling purposes.

*~For Taji~*

 The doughy delight of steamed buns was a pleasant contrast to the chill of the evening air in Sugawara’s opinion, the second-in-command plopped down along the bank of the water while admiring the delicious aroma of the treat. Sure, Foothill Store had some of the best steambuns in the prefecture but he’d be amiss if Suga didn’t acknowledge the clear happiness of receiving such a delectable gift from his captain. A hint of pink tinted his cheeks as the vice captain gulped in his throat, a presence moving to his side before taking a seat next to him on the grassy hill overlooking the water.

 Daichi hummed along with a song in his head as he got comfortable next to his best friend, the captain showing off a side he only dared to show those he was extremely comfortable with. And who best to be more comfortable with than his right-hand man, the dark-haired boy nudging the fidgeting setter’s side with a grin. “How ya doing, Suga?”

 The vice captain gulped at the question, lifting a steambun to his lips. The warmth brushed along his lips and it seemed to calm his senses completely, though it didn’t pause the fact that Suga could see what Daichi wasn’t aiming at when asking what he did. That day, more emphasis was put onto Kageyama’s sets, the team deciding he’d once more be the starting setter for the upcoming practice game. Frustration was an understatement in Suga’s opinion when it came to his own feelings on the matter. He put in just as much work as his teammates to stand out if not more and yet…he still felt overshadowed by the talented first-year. As the vice-captain for the team, Sugawara was proud of Kageyama’s efforts and knew with his growing abilities, it was truly best for the team to go with him as the starter for the next match. Yet if he took away his title for the team and looked at things from a different perspective, Sugawara felt shut out and weak.

He praised Kageyama’s appointment and showered the boy with compliments on his abilities often and seemed to be one of the biggest fans in the first-year’s progress…besides a certain tiny decoy who seemed to adore the setter in his entirety. Yet when it came down to Sugawara’s own feelings off the court, he couldn’t help but feel a little cheated. He’d never let his petty thoughts get in the way of the team however; they were all much too important for him to do such a thing.

“Oh you know, I’m doing fine. I’m really excited to see how well the team does in the match coming up,” Sugawara said with the utmost sincerity, his grin warm and welcoming before taking a bite of the steambun. It was truly delicious and he tastebuds welcomed the treat. “I bet you’re just as excited as I am. This is going to be a good match. Almost as good as this steambun! They’ve really outdone theirselves at-.”

Suga’s voice trailed off as a hand settled on his shoulder, the setter glancing with shy eyes towards his captain. Daichi was steadily munching on a steambun while looking out across the water; however, it wasn’t hard to see his focus was fully on his best friend. “Don’t do that.”

 The setter’s shoulders slumped at the accusation though he tried to play it off as if he were geniunely confused. “W-What do you mean? Don’t do what, Daic-?”

“Don’t put on a brave face. We’re not on the court right now. We’re alone,” Daichi replied, his voice and expression flat without looking towards his friend. Yet to Suga, it was as if those eyes of his were dead on him, piercing into his very soul. The setter’s cheeks burned and he slumped further in his seat, his mouth hidden behind the strategically-placed steambun to conceal his quivering lip. He was the vice captain. There was no time for pity or complaints. He had to-wait, Daichi’s gaze turned towards the other and he offered an accepting smile that seemed to melt away his insecurities. Suga loved that smile and happily accepted it was rare to see it to that degree outside of their meetings in private. “Suga, how are you doing? Really?”

A whimper escaped his throat and Suga cursed aloud as he turned his gaze back towards the water, his inner battle to fight off the tears proving useless as his eyes began to well up without remorse. “D-Damnit all.”

“That bad huh?” Daichi mumbled with a concerned expression, his grip tightening on the setter’s shoulder as he awaited him to calm down.

 “I-I’m just upset at myself for not being able to do better,” Suga whimpered, his hand wiping away at the tears to no avail. “I’m really happy for the team. I really am. B-But I want to set so bad. A-And no matter what I do, Kageyama gets that much better and beats me out everytime. I-I can’t blame anyone else but myself though. I-I-I just want to play on the court with you guys. I-I don’t want to be on the sidelines anymore.”

A completely honest answer was all Daichi wanted from his friend, the captain nodding at his best friend’s words while allowing him to sink into a whimpering mess beside him. There were few chances for Suga to be truly honest with him without the sights of the teams provoking them into their professional titles. But there, beside the water, was their alone time. It was a secure place away from their teammates to truly open up to one-another. “You know I could always just grant you the starting position. You’re the vice captain and one of the highest ranked members of the team.”

Suga sniffed at the response, interrupting with a shake of the head, “n-no, I don’t want any favors. I-I know it’s my responsibility to-.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” Daichi continued with a sigh, his best friend gulping at the sudden change in tone. Though still showing his sincerity to the topic, he sounded rather rough with the next response. “I wasn’t offering to do anything like that. In fact, I was trying to say that by allowing that to happen on our team, we would be jeopardizing what our team strives for. We’re Karasuno High and we’re trying to aim for the top. And in doing so, we sometimes have to make tough calls…”

There was a pause in the captain’s speech, Suga gazing to his side to find the boy straining to find the correct words. He was trying to be sensitive to the setter’s needs even when trying to stand in the position as the captain of the team. “D-Dai-?”

“We sometimes have to make the tough calls,” Daichi repeated suddenly, the words seeming to rush out as he frowned. “E-Even if it hurts the feelings of someone close to you.”

“D-Daichi-I-,” Suga stuttered, his eyes wide at the declaration as his cheeks continued to burn red. Why’d he have to go and say that anyway? The setter bit back tears before allowing a grin to return to his lips. “Y-You know, this is the push I need to get better with my abilities. I won’t give up. I won’t lose. Not to Kageyama, not to anyone. S-So thanks Daichi.”

The captain raised a brow at his friend’s words as he turned back to him, a grin returning to his lips as well. “Heh, I’ll do whatever I can to help you achieve that goal.”

“Now now, you can’t do that Daichi. You’re the captain! You can’t play favorites!” Suga chimed with a laugh, the boy realizing quickly what he’d uttered and suddenly blushed again. His words didn’t seem to deter Daichi’s good mood though it did embarrass the setter to be so open with the one he cared most for. “A-Ah thank you for the steambuns. T-They’re really good you know.”

The captain smirked as he fueled the fire in his best friend’s cheeks, “heh, anything for my favorite.”

*~End~*

One More Set

AN: Another Haikyu!! drabble for Taji 🙂 hope you like it girl!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyu!!, including its setting, characters, etc. I’m simply borrowing them for storytelling purposes.

*~For Taji~*

The sky outside the gymnasium had settled into a sea of purples and pinks, signalling the evening had started and practice would be drawing to a close. For most of the team, they were ready for a time to relax before morning practice started their next day at Karasuno. However, a pair of rambunctious teens weren’t ready for things to end. No, they were much too excited for things to draw to a close.

“C-Come on, we can do one more set right?” Nishinoya whined as his teammates started to clean up the gym, their quick movements a sign they were ready to head home as soon as possible. The libero wasn’t about to let that happen. Not yet. His puppy dogs eyes glanced towards his favorite victim of the bunch, the ace falling into his gaze with an audible gulp. “A-Asani? D-Don’t you want to play another set too?”

Asani felt trapped by such a question, not wanting to let down his fellow teammate and friend. However, he was probably one of the more tired of the bunch that evening. He needed rest and remaining in the gym was sadly not on the top of his list at the moment. “W-Well, we’re all pretty tired. A-And it’s time to end practice and head home so-s-so we should really do that right? I-I mean, it’s dangerous to overwork our bodies right? W-We’ll be back tomorrow so-so-“

The ace of Karasuno fell silent as a hand slapped his shoulder, the boy relieved to find Daichi at his side with a generous grin. “Now now, don’t hurt yourself Asani. And Nishinoya, it’s time to clean up and head home. You’ll get plenty more practice time in tomorrow. So let’s get going huh?”

The libero’s lips twisted into a frown at his captain’s words, his hands still latched onto one of the volleyballs he’d scurried to obtain before his teammates stored it away in the supply closet. What was so harmful about one last set? Just one more to really prove the practice was truly paying off, not only for him but for his teammates he’d come to cherish. “B-But I-I-o-on-one more se-!”

“I-I’d like to do one more set too!” A voice chimed in at Nishinoya’s side, a grinning Hinata raising hand while booming with excitement. The libero’s eyes were wide at the decoy’s interruption, his frown soon forming a grin of his own. He had found he could always count on the first-year to stand up for him and be by his side. “W-Wouldn’t that be fun, Nishinoya-sempai?”

And that did it, that remark right there sent Nishinoya into a grinning fest as he patted the boy’s shoulder happily, “absolutely Hinata! I’ll make sure we can play another set, after all I am your sempai!”

The team as a whole seemed to pause in their cleaning as they looked to Daichi, the captain eyeing both boys with an even stare. At his side, Sugawara scampered to him with a sheepish grin and a nod. “Y-You know, it wouldn’t hurt to let them pass to one-another. Just to let it out of their system. Hinata could always learn from Nishinoya’s form after all.”

The captain raised a brow at his second-in-command, “you realize if we give in just once, they’re going to keep asking for one more set? That’s how these things work out.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, Daichi; we should give them a chance. They pass together, we won’t have to worry about tuckering out the rest of the team. Then once they’re done, we call it a night and have them finish the cleanup. How’s that sound?” Sugawara asked, his tone innocent.

Daichi’s grin was almost mischievous as he gave a nod to the two boys still plastered on the court. “Fine, one set is allowed. Whenever the ball hits the court, you’re done. Then its cleanup time and home. Deal?”

Nishinoya and Hinata both leapt at their captain’s words and cheered, “Deal!” With that, both took their place on one side of the court, the libero preparing to toss to start the set.

“See? Was that so hard? You’ve made them happier than ever,” Sugawara chimed happily, the setter then realizing Daichi was no longer at his side but instead speaking one-by-one to his team and sending them off to head for home. “D-Daichi, what are you-?”

“You heard the deal right?” Daichi asked over his shoulder before instructing Kagayama and Asani to leave, both boys eyeing the court suspiciously before heading out to get some rest.

“The deal?” Sugawara repeated with a questioning glance. “W-What are you-?”

“I made a deal with them that they could have their one set. As long as the ball doesn’t hit the court, they can continue,” the captain mused along as he waved off the final of his team with the exception of the vice captain and the two boys left on the court. Daichi then strolled to Sugawara’s side and threw an arm over his shoulders, gesturing to Nishinoya  as he tossed the ball to Hinata and both suddenly launched into an intense battle of passes, their control sometimes sacrificed for the sheer thrill of the hunt for the ball. Suddenly it dawned on Sugawara the mistake he’d made. “Allow me to introduce you to the most stubborn idiots we have on our team. They’ll be here for hours at this rate since you gave them the slide to do their one last set.”

“H-H-How could I-?” Sugawara stuttered aloud, his eyes widening as he found his captain beginning to head for the door. “D-Daichi?”

“You’re in charge of them until they end the set. Rooting for you Suga-kun!” Daichi chimed before closing the door behind him, his vice captain standing there alone with blood red cheeks as he inwardly cursed for his mistake.

Sugawara turned to the boys on the court and cringed as he watched them continue their bout without a single sign of relenting, the ball remaining high from the court and soaring in play. “I-I guess I should be proud they’re able to keep it in the air even with diving and darting across the court to keep the ball in play. I-I should be super proud-.”

Nishinoya and Hinata continued on for what seemed like forever, the vice captain soon regretting his willingness to allow them that one last set.

“I should be proud,” the setter whined allowed as his teammates continued their set. “B-But I’m too tired. Daichi, save me.”

*~End~*

Let Him Be The Little Giant

AN: Another drabble for Taji 🙂 I actually wanted to feature this one before I went into more characters from Karasuno High. I wanted to give these guys from Yukigaoka Junior High a chance to shine before focusing on the others. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyu!!, including its setting, characters, etc. I’m simply borrowing them for storytelling purposes.

*~For Taji~*

 Being friends with Shou-Chan can be pretty exhausting. Hinata Shouyou is passionate about the things he loves and will stop at nothing to achieve his dreams. He’s always been like that since I could remember being as I’ve been friends with him for years. Once he sets his mind to something, he will work hard to achieve it.

When he saw that fated volleyball game on television and heard tale of the Little Giant, Shou-Chan was lost to his dream. From then on out, he laid out his path to mold himself into the Little Giant. At least, he tried to anyway.

Turns out Yukigaoka Junior High boy’s volleyball team had only one member: him. Left with the choice of joining another club or practicing alone in the gym with the girl’s volleyball team, Shou-Chan chose to continue to work for his dream with the hope of one day having a team at his side. And let me tell you, it was the most exhausting three years of my life.

The first two years he accepted his roll as the only member of the team, keeping himself to the wall of the gymnasiam while the girls dominated the court with their practices. When he wasn’t doing sets with that stationary ally of his, he aimed for his friends…which of course included myself and another good friend of ours, Sekimukai Kouji.

I had joined up with the basketball club, a passion of mine and Kouji was part of the soccer team. You’d think we would be safe from the pestering of other clubs with those spots secure but no…Shou-Chan wanted someone to always toss with him. When he saw us on breaks, he would be there with puppy-dog eyes and a ball in hand ready to go. And though we made it perfectly clear we’d never be able to join up with him in his dream team, we would toss the ball to him.

 “Wouldn’t it be better to just go along with the girls and practice with them?” Kouji would say in his nonchalant tone as he tossed the ball into the air towards Shou-Chan, the one-man team passing it back with a surprising amount of control. Despite being a solo act, Shou-Chan was always getting better at his passes…at least in our eyes he was. “You’d get to play volleyball as well as with pretty girls. Doesn’t that sound a whole lot better than playing with a wall?”

 “N-N-No, it’s a boy’s team! I’ll be playing with a team soon enough!” Shou-Chan would shout in reply before beaming with that familiar grin. “Hey Kouji, Izumin?! How about you guys join the team with me?! It will be-!”

In unison, we’d both sound off with a booming, “We’ve already told you! No!”

 Our responses would never deter him though and I always respected that about Shou-Chan. He was strong and had a lot of courage. He didn’t let others bring him down. He was someone I wished all the best for…and yet there he was alone in a club without a team. He wasn’t able to experience the things me and Kouji were experiencing in our Junior High careers because he was alone. His only teammate…was a wall.

 “You know I really feel sorry for Shou-Chan,” I whispered to Kouji one day as we looked across the gym to Hinata practicing one more with the wall. He was still working so hard all on his own. I felt so bad for him. “He’s alone through all this. What about you Kouji? What do you think of all this?”

Now Kouji always spoke his mind so I knew I was going to get an honest response out of him. What I didn’t expect was words that I would soon choose to acknowledge as truth. “I don’t feel sorry for Hinata in the least.”

I remember hearing those words and turning to stare at him, my mouth hanging open from the shock of it all. “Y-You don’t?”

“Why should I feel sorry for him? He’s still doing what he loves. Yeah, he doesn’t have a team yet but that isn’t stopping him from following his dream right,” Kouji stated with such confidence as if he was one of those guys who had it all figured out, I had to admit I was jealous. Then with a shrug, he continued, “yeah, I mean it sucks he doesn’t have a team yet and I wish there was something I could do to help him find that team. However, Hinata isn’t giving up and I’m not going to hold pity for him. He’s doing what he loves and he’s happy about it even with these dire circumstances. If anything, I’m proud of him.”

 Proud of him? I had never thought about it like that before until that moment. And you know what, I was proud of Shou-Chan too. I was proud and I’m still proud of him. I honestly wished I was more like him, so passionate about my dreams to the point of exhaustion. I knew at that moment that regardless of the fact that I was already in the basketball club, if he ever needed help and I wasn’t participating in school or club activities, I would be right there helping him. Because I wanted to help him reach the top. I wanted to be there the day he finally made it. I wanted to be there the day he took up the mantle of the Little Giant.

I finally got to see him in a match our final year of Junior High, Shou-Chan being graced with the presence of three first-years. Now only in need of two more souls in order to participate in matches, Kouji and I decided it was time to prove how proud we were of our friend and therefore joined up as temporary members for the matches. We only got to play one match and we lost by a large margin; however, Shou-Chan was truly the Little Giant on the court. His jumps were amazing and I knew he would achieve great things in the future. That match pushed him into high gear and during the rest of his Junior High career, he worked with whoever was available to improve his game. And by working hard, he got into his dream school and prepared himself for the first time he would actually be part of a real time.

I couldn’t be more proud of my friend Shou-Chan. Kouji agrees with me. Even though our friendship is exhausting, I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the entire world. And I can’t wait to see how far he can go with the drive he has.

So Karasuno High School Boy’s Volleyball team, be ready for the next Little Giant to step on the court for you all. Shou-Chan will make you all proud, just like he makes us proud everyday. Let him be the Little Giant we know he can be. You won’t be disappointed.

*~End~*

I’ll Beg As Many Times As It Takes

AN: This is my first time writing a Haikyu!! fic so forgive me if I botch up the characters. These are going to be all for Taji since she got me into this series and now I’m addicted lol. This first one is about Takeda and Ukai ❤ they are so adorable and I love their interactions before Ukai is finally swayed to be the coach. No flames allowed; however, constructive criticism is allowed and appreciated. Hope you enjoy~!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyu!!, including its setting, characters, etc. I’m simply borrowing them for storytelling purposes.

*~For Taji~*

 Takeda stood poised outside Foothill Store, his hand brushing the wrinkles from his blue tie before he gulped at the impending battle he was about to step into. His reflection peered back at him in the glass and he couldn’t help but frown at the ruffled mess atop his skull he’d been cursed with. No matter how many times he fumbled with his unruly hair, the locks would shoot out from all directions in victorious pose leaving him to accept his even more youthful look.

“Just once, I wish you’d listen when I ask you to fall flat,” the man quietly whined as he teased at the unruly tussels, the hair once more ignoring his pleas and returning to the messy look he’d come to know through his years. “F-Fine, I guess I’m going to have to just deal with it. I-It won’t hold me back. I’m going to do this. I promised.”

Sweat began to bead from his forehead and the man took a step back, his breathing labored and his hands clammy. He could feel his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose and the teacher bit his lip while peering at himself in the reflection of the glass. Was he really that nervous to face the man again? Sure, every time he’d visited prior, the answer had been the same. No. But he wasn’t about to give up. Takeda knew that if he had the confidence, he could accomplish anything. This moment should have been no different.

“C-Come on, get it together. You can do this. Don’t let him see you scared,” he muttered to himself, his finger adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose before peeked past his reflection towards the back of the familiar store clerk who seemed to be smoking and laughing about something in a magazine. It almost seemed the same scenario everyday, though the teacher prayed the outcome would be different. He didn’t want to let down those boys. He promised he would take care of this. “Never take no for an answer. Keep striving for what you believe in. These kids deserve the best and I’m going to get them the best.”

Takeda gave a sheepish grin with his speech, the teacher feeling fueled with confidence as he nodded to his reflection, the man then stepping forth to enter the store. “Here goes nothing.”

He didn’t enter. He couldn’t. Takeda’s feet refused to move as he stayed just clear enough from the automatic door to keep it from opening. The teacher could feet his knees rattling in his suit and he inwardly cursed. He had to get it together. He had to be confident and courageous. Those boys depended on him to be just that.

“It’s your duty as their advisor to make sure they are taken care of. Hell, it’s your duty as a human being. Those boys need a coach. You’re going to get them the very best coach,” he began to say again, hoping to rekindle his confidence. “You can do this. Those boys are depending on you. I’m depending on you. Let’s get in there and get a coach!”

His feet finally budged as Takeda stepped forward, the door opening up and the bell sounding to alert the clerk of the customer’s arrival. And usually everyday that clerk would greet Takeda before realizing who he was. That wasn’t the case today though. There he was, his paper still blocking his clear vision towards the teacher. Takeda began to wonder if he’d missed the sound of the door and the bell entirely.

“So you finally decided to come in huh? You’ve been dancing in the streets for awhile now,” the clerk grumbled from behind the cover of his paper, Takeda’s cheeks burning at the revelation as he gulped.

“Y-You saw that?”

“Sure did,” the clerk responded with an exhausted sigh, awaiting what he knew would be coming next. It had become a daily routine after all. “You need to pump yourself up more. Maybe get an energy drink or something?”

Takeda felt himself break from his hesitant stature, the man regaining his confidence as he remembered the faces of each of his players. He wanted to see them happy. He wanted to see them win. It was his duty as their advisor to get them what the needed. And at that moment, they needed a volleyball coach. This man across from him was the best there was and he was determined to make it happen. He wasn’t going to be detered from his past experiences with him. Hell, the man could even say no again but it wouldn’t stop Takeda. He’d beg as many times as it took if it meant being there for his team.

With a swift bow, Takeda launched himself into the battle. “Please Ukai Keishin, please teach Karasuno High School’s Boy’s Volleyball Team.”

The clerk lowered his paper at his words, his glare firm on the suited man before him. “I already told you before, the answer is no and it will always be no. Go out and find yourself another candidate instead of aiming for such a lost cause here. I’ve got work to do here and you’re constantly holding it up when you come this way.”

“I’m not giving up. You’re the best candidate for this position and I know it’s a good fit,” Takeda continued, the clerk’s frustrated glare never detering him from his goal. “Those boys deserve the best. You’re the best. That’s why I’m here begging you to please be Karasuno High School’s Boy’s Volleyball Coach.”

Ukai huffed at the declaration, bringing his fingers to his temple to massage the frustrations away. It didn’t help. But to be honest, he didn’t mind the man across from him. He wouldn’t admit it but he felt honored by his words. However, Ukai had already had his time at that school. Returning there was never in the agenda for him. “I’ll tell you again, the answer is no.”

“Then I’ll be back tomorrow and the next day and the next day until you agree,” Takeda stated aloud, Ukai rolling his eyes as the suited teacher bowed once more before aiming for the door. “I will convince you to be these boys’ coach, Ukai Keishin.”

“Good luck with that,” the clerk muttered with one final look to his departing opponent, the man then returning to his newspaper as Takeda fled the scene. He paused only another moment outside to glance through the window towards Ukai, a grin slowly forming on his lips before he began back towards the school. There was no doubt about it, he felt closer to his goal. Perhaps all the hard work he put into it was finally going to pay off.

*~End~*