this too was also very long... i don't know why it ended up like this!!! anyways, hope that it's still good!!!

ps: N/n means nickname

I pushed a pair of heavy doors open with a grunt, entering a huge, bright gym that belonged to none other than Aoba Johsai High. High school boys rushed around in their practice clothes, the volleyball team already hard at work in getting ready for their match tomorrow against Karasuno. "L/n! What a nice surprise!"

Head coach Irihata greeted me with a smile which I gladly returned. "Yeah, I heard that you guys had a game tomorrow. Thought that you might need some help whipping these boys into shape!" I pointed straight ahead and placed one leg forward, an almost evil expression on my face. Irihata chuckled, clapping his hands to gather the attention of the team.

"Y/n-senpai!" Yahaba's face lit up when he saw me, the other boys also looking excited. "Have you finally decided to become our cute manager?!" He stuck his hand out, gazing longingly at me. Before I could decline once again, Iwaizumi punched him in the back of the head. "Oi! Don't harass Y/n! And don't call her Y/n either!"

"Okay..." Yahaba clutched the back of his head, cowering under his senpai's brutal glare. "Hey, c'mon now Iwa-chan! There's no need to be so aggressive with him..." I looked back at the underclassman with a sweet smile. "Sorry to disappoint, Yahaba-kun, but I'm only here to assist with practice. As a third year, it wouldn't really make sense for me to become the manager now, wouldn't it?

"You're right, L/n-senpai." Yahaba seemed to be daydreaming when he responded to me, but I decided to ignore it and turned to the rest of the team. "'Kay! Who needs some tosses?!"

I ended up throwing tosses, serving, and running after balls for the entirety of practice; in short, by the end, I was exhausted. Majority of the team had begun clean up, leaving Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and myself alone in the gym. I casually tossed a ball up in the air while Oikawa practiced his killer serves.

"Y/n," A deep voice snagged my attention and I turned to Iwaizumi who was standing next to me. "Give me a good toss." I grinned at him, throwing him the ball so that he could start me off. "Sure thing."

He threw the ball into the air, the perfect angle for me to reach it. I jumped up, my fingers pushing the ball toward him; a smirk grew on his rugged face as he leaped into the air, his hand coming down against the ball. It smashed into the ground, creating an echo that even startled Oikawa. "Nice kill!" I held my hand up for a high five, but I got tackled by Iwaizumi instead.

He pulled me down to the ground, a ball flying into the net where I was just standing. It stretched the rope a bit, then fell on top of Iwaizumi's broad shoulders with a soft thud. Our noses were almost touching we were so close; for a moment, we just stared into each other's eyes, my breath stolen away by his handsome features.

"Sorry about that N/n-chan!" Oikawa walked over to us, his palms together with a nervous grin. "YOU SHOULD BE!" Iwaizumi shouted at the captain, his voice so loud that it made me wince. A sigh escaped his lips as he got off of me and held his hand out to help me up.

Trying to keep my blush to a minimum, I grabbed his calloused hand, conscious of how they seemed to swallow mine up by how big they were. After he helped me up, I averted my eyes, pulling my hand back quickly. "T-Thanks..."

"Yeah, no problem..." Oikawa snickered behind us and I glared at him angrily. "I'll try and make it to your match tomorrow," I began to walk out to make sure that Iwaizumi didn't see my pink face. "Be sure you two don't lose!"

*Timeskip brought to you by Iwaizumi's huge muscles*

I ran into the stadium, some of my friends already in the stands. "Y/n! You made it!" A group of giddy girls waved me down and I obediently trotted up to join them. "Oh cool, they're still doing warm-ups?" I leaned over the rail, looking down at our team practice setting and spiking.

B/f/n nodded, looking down at Oikawa with a dreamy smile. "Yeah, Oikawa-san has been doing great!" All the other girls squealed in agreement, crowding to catch a glimpse of the captain. He heard our commotion and looked out way, giving us a wave with a dazzling grin. I would of thought myself deaf if there wasn't the continuous sound of the teams.

My eyes naturally floated to the team's ace, just in time for me to see him spike a fierce straight. "Nice kill, Iwa-chan..." I automatically had that thought pop up, the reflex now driven into me. "You don't have to try to look so cool, Iwa-chan!" Oikawa waved his hand in front of his nose with a grin. "It's not like any cute girls are looking at you so..."

Iwaizumi glared at his setter, shouting back angrily which made me chuckle softly. "Iwaizumi's so cute..." As friends continued to rave about Oikawa, I felt almost obligated to say something. Before I could decide if this was a good idea or not, I took a deep breath, almost shouting to make sure that the players on the court could hear me.

"Really? You guys think that Oikawa-san is cute? I think that Iwaizumi-kun is better looking." They paused, staring at me with disbelief. Beats of silence passed by, my face heating up from the sheer awkwardness of it all. "Y/n..." B/f/n walked up to me, gently cupping my face with her hands. "Are you feeling alright?"

"What?!" I stumbled back, slapping her hands away from my face. "Of course I am!"

"Then maybe you need glasses or something," She turned to the group, frantically looking over the girls. "Does anyone here have a pair of glasses that we could borrow for a second?! Y/n's in desperate need!"

"I don't need glasses! Iwaizumi is good looking! He's handsome and just look at his muscles! Besides, he's got a really great-" I turned back to the court to see both Oikawa and Iwaizumi staring directly at me. The words got stuck in the back of my throat, so I lamely mumbled some gibberish with blush all over my face.

"What was that, Y/n? Iwaizumi's got a really great what?" B/f/n had noticed the ace's eyes on me and decided that it was a great time to destroy what remaining pride that I had. "Nothing!" I snapped back, almost biting her head off. "Nothing! I was going to say nothing!"

"Sure~" She nudged me in the side while I sulked, leaning onto the rail with my face mostly hidden. We all watched the rest of the match and I couldn't help but watch Iwaizumi most of the time; I mean, all my friends had their eyes on Oikawa so it wasn't weird... Right?

Aoba Johsai ended taking the win, but only after a long fight against Karasuno. I rushed out of the stands, not even bothering to answer my friends who were calling after me. After running around the hallways blindly, I finally found the people that I was looking for; specifically the person I was looking for, considering that I ran face first into his chest.

"Iwa-chan! Oikawa!" My face lit up when I saw the two third years, both of them sweaty and gross, but it didn't matter. Iwaizumi's usual scowl melted away into a soft smile when he saw me, but that didn't last long as Oikawa smacked his on the back with a wide grin. "N/n-chan! Did you see how amazing I was? You watched me more than you did Iwa-chan, right?!"

I just giggled in response, grabbing their shoulders and forcing them down a bit so that I could rub their heads. "You were both amazing! The whole team should be very proud." They both grinned at my touch, Iwaizumi blushing a bit. Once I stopped, he opened his mouth to say something, only to close it back.

Oikawa noticed and waved his hand to the rest of the team. "C'mon guys, let's get ready for the next match." They shouted in agreement, still on an adrenaline rush from the win. Within a few second, the hallway was empty, leaving me alone with Iwaizumi.

Tension began to build up, neither of us really knowing what to say. "T-Thanks," Iwaizumi spoke up first, glancing off to the side and rubbing his neck. "Thanks for trying to salvage my pride back there... Before the match I mean." I laughed nervously, nodding my head. "Yeah... Yeah, no problem."

There was another awkward pause before he cleared his throat, his neck turning red. "You didn't happen to... You know, umm... Mean any of that did you?" This time it was my turn to blush, my ears practically on fire. With a huff, I crossed my arms, my eyes constantly flickering back to meet his. "Well, I said it didn't I! I'm not a liar..."

"That's not what I meant!" He chuckled, now completely locking his hazel eyes with mine. "So... What were you gonna say before you got cut off? I have a great what, Y/n?"

I bit down on my lip, really not wanting to explain myself. "Umm, I was... I was gonna say that you have... That you have," Taking one last breath to strengthen my resolve, I squeezed my eyes shut. "Your butt. You have a great butt."

"O-Oh! Uh, thanks!" It was so weird to hear him stutter, but this strange sense of vulnerability was adorable, especially since Iwaizumi was normally the complete opposite of this. "You have a nice butt too..." I burst out laughing at his compliment, suddenly feeling slightly self conscious. Before I could thank him, though, Oikawa popped out from behind a corner. "Iwa-chan! Quit stalling and ask her to be your girlfriend already!"

"I'm getting to that part!" Iwaizumi shouted back, looking more embarrassed than ever. "Y/n, be my girlfriend, okay?"

I grabbed his hand with a bashful smile. "Sounds good to me, Hajime."

"H-Hajime?!"