|| 003- The oh-so-friendly match ||

Sunday, equals to no school. It's 1pm and I just woke up because of the never-ending notifications from twitter. With squinty eyes, I reached for my phone and read the spams from that sick brat Oikawa Tooru.

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@Tooru_Sama favorited 20 tweets.

10h: Tooru-senpai ish mean -3-

10h: @Tooru_Sama because I'm too fab to look at you X'DD

10h: I'm sleepy but Tooru-senpai won't lemme sleep. Mean.

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Oi wake up shrimp.

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Oi oi oi oi

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Hello anybody home?

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Kuroki! Wake up!

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Your husband is gonna leave you if you wake up late like this.

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Oh wait I'm not gonna be your husband. Wait what—

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki Don't mind my drunk soul. Whatever. Now, wake up.

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki KUROKI!

I laughed at the spam and literally crawled off the bed to take a cold shower. The sun is up high and it's too hot to take a walk outside. Mum is out for work and Dad is in England.

You must be wondering what my Dad does for a living. He sounds so busy. Well, actually, even I don't know what he does because when I asked Mum, she just smiled and said, "Your daddy's a superhero that's why he gotta fly like one". I was small at that time so I'm like "Oh! Daddy so cool!" but now I'm 16, I mentally face palmed my self when I think back what she said.

I don't want to ask anymore because Mum will probably answer me with "Your Daddy's trying to be a superhero" or stuffs like that. I wonder how my Mum and Dad got married. My mum is a doctor, working every day every hour.

I was brushing my teeth, with my horrible Medusa bed-hair and panda eyes because I stayed up till 4am talking to Tooru but I have no idea how he could wake up so early. I was done brushing and there were of course, white foam of toothpaste all over my mouth. I moved the faucet handle.

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"Wait...." I mumbled and frowned.

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"W-where's the water...."

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"WATER NO!!" I screamed and yes, without any second thoughts, I ran out of the house towards the house next door.

"Senpai!!!!" I yelled and knocked his door.

"Kuro—ah, wait!" I heard he said from inside. I comically cried when Kou-senpai swung the door open and his orbs widened when he saw me.

"K-kuroki what happened?! Why are you like this?!" he panicked and led me inside. I went to the sink and rinsed my mouth before sitting on the couch and told him there's no water in my house and babbled about the consequences and probabilities of why it happened.

He chuckled and patted my head. "You can take shower in my house."

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"Life-saver of the year award goes to Kou-senpai." I said and jumped on his bed. Yes, I took a shower in his bathroom. But don't worry, he's downstairs preparing food for his brother and probably me. I put on my clothes and went downstairs.

"Kuroki! Lunch is ready!" Kou-senpai called.

"Coming." I replied and rushed to the kitchen. Youshi, his younger brother was there, ready with his utensils.

"Morning, Youshi!" I grinned.

"It's 2pm, Onee-chan." Youshi said.

"Oh!"

"Kuroki you are clumsy as usual." Kou-senpai laughed and we started to eat.

"How old is Youshi?" I questioned.

"Hm, 8 I guess?" Kou-senpai replied.

"I guess?!"

"It's 7!" Youshi argued.

"I can't remember."

I frowned. "Was that a sarcasm?"

"Somehow yeah." Kou-senpai said awkwardly and I began to laugh.

"It's not effective at all! None of us get it!" I said, laughing.

"Okay, enough talk." He ended the topic.

"Ah, now that you remind me," he began again and I shifted my attention to him. "Our volleyball club will be having a training match with Aoba Jousai. I guess that school is the one you planned to enter, right?"

"Oh! Can I come and watch?!" I asked enthusiastically.

"Sure thing. In another two days, after school." He said.

"Yosh!"

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My phone notified me as a mention from Twitter came. I was on the way to the court with Kou-senpai.

Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki where are youuuu -3-

"You never tell how you met your friend." Kou-senpai spoke.

I tilted my head to one side. "Tooru?"

He nodded.

I laughed slightly and my fingers typed a reply to the mention as I answered Kou-senpai's question. "Well, this one time, I wasn't interested in volleyball so I tweeted, 'Tell me what's so fun about volleyball #notinterested'. Then a popular account replied to that tweet and babbled. We had a teeny-tiny fight before he started following me and we had private conversations a lot." I told him.

KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama otw to the court. Why darling? XD

Kou-senpai nodded. "I see. That sounds like an interesting encounter."

"It was."

Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki missing you like cream puff (what) I'm kidding, no one misses u. Nothing, just thought of hanging out with u again now tht u're in Jap.

"What kind of person is he?"

"Stupidest man on Earth."

Kou-senpai laughed.

KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama ew haha where to hang out?

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki mah house

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KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama ohmegerd ;;_;; I'm still underage and a virgin.

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki I wish virtual smacks do really exist.

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KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama smack me, senpai <3

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KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama @kawaiikuroki wtf did I just type

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Oikawa Tooru @Tooru_Sama

@kawaiikuroki screenshot done, honey :3

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KuroRu @kawaiikuroki

@Tooru_Sama I HATE YOU >:(

√ direct message from Oikawa Tooru

@Tooru_Sama: Come to my house -3-

@kawaiikuroki: faaarrrrr

@Tooru_Sama: I'm sick :'(

@kawaiikuroki: >.> just drink your meds n you'll be fine.

@Tooru_Sama: then I'll come to your house.

@kawaiikuroki: nuuuuuuu

@Tooru_Sama: I know your address

@kawaiikuroki: I'm not at hooomee

@Tooru_Sama: meanie

@kawaiikuroki: sorreyh ;D

And then I realized. I'm on the way to the court because I'd be watching Karasuno's training before the match with Aoba Jousai. So why is Tooru still at home? I turned my attention back to the phone.

@kawaiikuroki: why are you still at home, baldy?

@Tooru_Sama: didn't I tell (type (?)) you? I'm sick

@kawaiikuroki: .-. for real?

@Tooru_Sama: -3- for real.

@kawaiikuroki: And here I thought I could meet you at the court

@Tooru_Sama: *v* i'm glad you want to meet me

@kawaiikuroki: bye

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"Hinata!" Tobio yelled as his hands touched the ball.

"I got this!" Shoyo replied and hit the ball.

"Cool." I inhaled sharply as Shoyo jumped, and adjusted my glasses. But my mind soon wandered to Tooru. I wonder how he'd look like serving the ball. He did brag a lot about doing powerful serves and never-ending cheers from his fans.

"Half-time."

I looked up and approached one of them. "Hey." I spoke.

He turned to face me. "Yes?"

"Name's Arashi."

"Iwaizumi." He nodded.

Before I could mutter a word, he put up his one hand. "I know what you want."

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"If you don't open this door in 1 second, I'll sacrifice you and your house to Satan." I yelled.

The window of the top room opened. "Kuro-chan?!"

I looked. "Open the door!"

15 seconds later, the front door opened and he led me in. "Sorry for intruding!" I murmured then immediately turned to him. He blinked as I tiptoed and placed the back of my palm on his forehead.

"Oohh," I nodded. "Definitely fever."

"Why is it so hard for you to believe me when I said I have a fever?" he pouted.

"Because you're Oikawa."

"That doesn't make sense." He frowned.

"Exactly."

"What?"

"Nothing!" I grinned and went to his kitchen. "Anything to eat?" I asked.

"There are leftovers of yesterday's dinner in the fridge if you're hungry." He replied and sat on a chair.

"I am hungry." I said and checked the fridge. Vegetables checked, fruits checked. I turned to him. "Wait upstairs, I'll make some porridge for you." I spoke.

"Really?!" his eyes lit up. "You'll do it?!"

I smirked. "You don't underestimate Ore-sama here."

He returned the smirk. "I'll be in your care, Kuroki-sama."

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I could tell by his face that he was delighted when I brought in a tray of porridge and a glass of water into his room. I had tasted the porridge beforehand, and it was... decent... I guess. I was just hoping he'd eat it. He licked his lips repeatedly before dipping the spoon into the porridge.

It took him a few seconds to process the taste. He frowned, smiled, frowned again, then coughed, patting his chest repeatedly. He looked at me. "G-good... job, Kuroki..." he stuttered and placed another spoonful into his mouth.

"If it's bad, then just say it out loud." I pouted and rolled my eyes.

He laughed. "It's just that... how much salt did you put in?"

Still pouting, I tilted my head, thinking.

"I think you mistook the salt for monosodium glutamate..." he coughed again.

"What?! Really!?" I shrieked and snatched the spoon away from him. I tasted the porridge again.

"Eh... No wonder it tastes funny. I thought it was just my imagination." I winced and choked back a cough.

"Besides, who puts salt or sugar in a porridge?" he chuckled. I frowned. "And, I have a rice cooker, you know. You can just cook the porridge there." He added then laughed.

I rolled my eyes and slapped his forehead. "You could at least say—"

He grabbed my wrist and looked into my eyes, smiling. "However, thank you. Thank you for the effort you've put in, Arashi Kuroki."

I could feel heat rising to my cheeks so I looked away. "I'm going down to wash the stuffs I used." I said and stood from the bed.

"I'm coming with you!" he grinned and held my shoulders as we descended down the stairs.

Afterwards, I poured the porridge in a bowl and began eating. I winced. "This is the worst. You could get even sicker, Tooru." I laughed. He used his bowl to add more porridge.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He laughed softly. "Reading."

I squinted my eyes at him.

"Of course I'm eating. Can't you see?"

I gasped. "Oh! You're helping me to finish this crap!"

"If you put it that way." He shrugged.

"Yeah! You're the best, Tooru!" I punched his arm lightly.

"But seriously, you cook a lot for me, eh?" he commented.

"Well," I smiled. "I was trying to kill you or some sort."

"Kill me, Kuroki." He flashed a grin. I coughed and we laughed together, not even knowing what was so funny.

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A/N: Hi, I'm glad someone's even reading this crap. Thank you so much! I'm so sorry it's lame. HAHAH

Okay bye.

By my leave, mortals