"You… Skipped school to watch our matches?" You fold your arms as the twins bow their heads. It was too early to be in this damn disguise. These two twins… It's their fault. You frown at them grumpily.

         "We're sorry." They say together. 

         "You think that's enough for me? I have half a mind to escort you both to the train and make you go back home right now." You rumble.

         "My my. Captain don't take your grumpiness out on the poor guys. They're such fans of yours." Michi pats their heads before whispering to them. 

         "Please let us stay! Senpai!" The twins gasp looking at you. You stiffen at the title, being hit by a wall of pride. Michi. That dirty cheat. He knew that would get you.

         "... Senpai huh?" You grin sheepishly. "Well I guess I should let you hang about for a bit… But only for today." 

        "Thanks senpai." They chime.

        "Shut up. Let's go eat and get ready." You shoo them out before you push Michi.

        "Heh. Captain's such a pushover." He teases.

        "We'll see who's a pushover when one of my serves comes your way." You nudge him.

        "... Captain. Don't be like that!" Michi gasps hugging you. 

       "... I wanna go back to sleep." You grumble. 

       "Yeah. Yesterday sucked. But let's go hunt them all down again today." Yama rumbles. He sends you a smirk as your eyes narrow, lighting up with a fire.

       "Awooo." You howl lightly. 

       "Awooo!" The team echoes starting to wake up now. The twins look about in surprise at that. 

       "Don't look so startled boys. You're with wolves after all." Yama ruffles their hair teasingly. 

        After breakfast you all head over to the gymnasium. "We're in the center court for the first match." Michi informs you. 

        "Alright. Let's head to the lockers and change…" You trail off, stopping yourself before you can run into a familiar guy. "Ushijima." You greet, your team shifting behind you. 

        "Drake. I commend you for clawing your way here." He nods.

        "Well it wasn't hard with my team." You hum tilting your head. "You'll see." 

        "I'm sure you'll put up a fight. But you're still a rushed team. Shiratorizawa won't lose to you…. Pups." He says, raising an eyebrow. 

        "Pups…" You chuckle, a fire lighting up in your team. "Watch your tongue. You fly too low and you'll be ripped outta the sky by wolves." You rumble, baring your teeth. "We'll tear ya apart." 

        "... Good luck." He says simply, unphased. 

        "Save it for yourself. You're gonna need it." You retort before leading your team through. 

        "Drake-san. That was so cool." Atsumu gasps moving beside you. 

        "You better not lose now." Osamu breathes. 

        "Like hell we will." Yama rumbles. 

        "We're going all the way to the top." Ichigo declares. 

         "We're going to change. Make sure you cheer for us." You nudge the twins. 

         "Better put on a good show then." Atsumu breathes. 

         "It'll definitely be better than any show you can put on." You smirk. 

         "Haaah?" Atsumu scowls. "Nah I ain't cheering for ya. Sink man. Like the Titanic." He slams his thumb down in the air. 

         "Haha. Titanic huh? That's cold." You chuckle. He pauses and snorts as Osamu laughs lightly. 

          "I'll cheer for you Drake-san." Osamu rumbles. 

          "Good. See you guys." You wave before heading for the lockers. 

           The first game goes smoothly. The team was strong but they couldn't keep up with yours. You win after two sets and soon move to relax and prepare for Shiratorizawa. 

          "Ugh…" You frown rubbing your wig. 

          "Been in it too long huh?" Yama guesses. 

          "I wanna take it off… Getting uncomfortable…" You grumble. 

          "Hang in there… After Shiratorizawa." Ichigo pats your back. 

          "Yeah yeah…" You breathe before you lead them to the stands to watch some matches before your team is called to the court on the left. "Warm up." You call to your team before moving to shake hands with the captain. 

          "Drake-san!" The twins call making you look over as you move to warm up with your team. You send them a wave, smiling a bit. 

          "Can't let your fans down now." Michi nudges you.

          "They were asking about your 'sister' before the match." Yama hums. 

          "Uh oh…" You blink. "What did you say?"

          "She's getting footage of other teams." Yama winks.

           "One of them looked really down about it." Michi nudges you smirking. 

           "Knock it off. Focus on our hunt." You huff shaking your head. "Now. Let's go…"

           "HUNT THEM DOWN! AWOOO!" Your team erupts before everyone moves into position. 

           They were neck and neck with your team from the start. For a moment you are able to get some distance between the scores with some well thought tosses. 

          Then they sub in a red haired middle blocker. "So you're the famous Drake-kun, hm?" He smiles at you cheerfully. 

         'What sharp eyes…' You think, tilting your head. 

       "Two points for a deuce. And then one point for us to win the first set." He comments and you both look at the scoreboard. "Good luck." 

       "You too." You raise an eyebrow at him before Yama serves. They get a point past Michi. You set the next ball for a quick with Ichigo but the redhead is already there to shut it down and get another point. 'Eh? Fast…' You blink and frown glancing at the redhead.

        "Sorry." Ichigo breathes. 

        "No. That was on me." You tell him. 

        "So smooth. But the choice was obvious." The redhead smiles at you. You meet his gaze but don't respond, turning to your team and making some gestures. 

        "Awoo!" They respond and you get ready for the next play. 

        'Alright. Let's try this then…' You think as the ball is received and you jump to toss. You swiftly move to dump it over the net as Ichigo jumps to spike. This time the redhead is there to shut you down. Your eyes widen as the ball bounces past you. 

        "Heh. First set goes to Shiratorizawa." The redhead beams. 

        "You… Damn mind reader." You growl. 

        "Oh ho? Do I hear your heart breaking? Shall I sing you a song?" He chuckles.

        "Captain." Yama calls you to the bench. You grit your teeth, taking the water bottle Michi offers you. 

        'Last chance…' You think, closing your eyes, rubbing at the wig.

        "___." Yama says, making you look over at him. "There's a chance this could be our last game." He states making you straighten. 

        "Yama-"

        "Look. It's okay if that's how this goes… But if it is. I want to finish this with ___ playing setter. Not Drake-san." He tells you. 

        "Yeah. Take off your restraints ___.” Ichigo puts your backpack on the bench. 

        "... Alright. Last hunt." You nod, pulling off the wig and shaking your hair out. The other team stiffens as they look over in shock. You remove your eye contact, moving to switch out your knee pads. 

        "I'll put up your hair ___.” Ichigo hums, grabbing a hair tie and pulling up your hair for you.

        "Thanks guys. I feel… Way better." You loosen the wrap on your chest so you can breathe a bit more. 

        "If they thought you were a pain in the ass before. They're going to hate you now." Yama snickers, making you smirk. Ichigo finishes and you get up, looking over at the twins to find them gapping in shock. You offer a peace sign before looking at your team. 

        "Let me serve first. I'll get us a lead to figure out what to do about the monster blocker." You breathe nodding. "Suddenly I feel in top shape." You smile.

        "Of course. Our real captain has just shown up." Michi grins, holding out his fist. You grin, touching your knuckles to his.

        "Let's go. Claw our way to the top and…"

        "HUNT THEM DOWN!"

        The second set starts with you serving. You look at Atsumu and point to him, making him straighten before looking at Ushijima. You start with a jump floater, sending it past Ushijima. 

        "Out!" The Libero calls.

        "In." You smirk as it touches down just before the line. Your team howls at that, getting fired up. "We're taking this set!" You declare confidently. 

         Four more points won by your service aces before they are able to cleanly receive and get a point in to stop you. 

         The set soon turns into a battle as you face the redhead again. "Where oh where will you set now?" He hums, tilting his head as he watches you. "I don't want to break your heart pretty girl. But I gotta stop you." He adds quietly.

         "That's fine. But I will get past you." You smile at him. 

         "Mhm." He smiles. 

         The ball comes for a toss and you send it to Yama. The redhead is there to stop him but Yama forces the ball through, taking the point. 

         "Nice kill Yama!" You cheer with the team. You peer about at the players, eyes locking with Izu. You motion him over and move to whisper to him. A sudden idea had come to your mind. 

         "Eh? Seriously?" Izu blinks in surprise at the sudden plan.

         "Mhm. Just do it like usual. I'll match ya." You nod before moving back to position. 

         The next receive comes for a toss and Izu moves to set. You do the same, matching his height as your back brushes his, both of you reaching to toss.

         "What…??” The teams gasp in confusion. You move your arms, letting Izu toss to Ichigo. The confusion delayed the block, gaining a point. 

         "You can't read two setters at the same time huh?" You smirk at the redhead. He blinks and fixes you with a glare. 

         "Not bad…" 

         That was the point that set the pace for the next two sets. Which your team wins. 

         "We did it…" Yama whispers in shock as the team howls victoriously, hugging you, Izu and Yama. 

         "Haha! Let's keep going. To the top!" You cheer earning another howl. 

          It felt great to win that one. Your team moves to shake hands with Shiratorizawa. The redhead taking yours happily.

          "I'll stop you next time." He rumbles.

          "Sorry. There won't be a next time." You tell him. "But you keep at it. Your blocks are really annoying." You chuckle.

           "Why thank you." He beams. "But. That's too bad." He murmurs.

          "Heh. Good luck to you." You tell him before moving to join your team as they leave.

          "Drake." Ushijima calls after you. You stop and look back. He shifts before giving you a bow before straightening and going back to his team. 

          "Think that was an acknowledgement." Yama remarks as you blink. 

          "Heh. We really made him eat his words." Ichigo chuckles as you all head for the lockers. 

          The twins don't show up again after that. You felt a bit disappointed by that but shrug it off and focus on the upcoming games. 

         After three hellish days, Ookami High wins first place in the Interhigh Tournament. As you had promised your team.

         "I can't believe it still." Yama says as he helps you move boxes to the moving truck. "Winning the tournament… And having to say goodbye to my best friend and captain since middle school…" 

         "Are you getting sentimental with me?" You tease.

         "Yeah. I'm going to miss you." He huffs.

         "We're going to miss you." Ichigo pipes up as Michi takes the box from your grasp.

          "Hyogo is pretty far from here." Michi complains. 

          "I'll keep in touch." You assure.

          "It's not the same as seeing you." Michi grumbles, putting the box into the truck.

          "Where's your dad anyway?" Ichigo asks.

          "He left for the US this morning… But this should be the last of it." You murmur as Yama puts in the last box. 

          "Alright… Then… Safe travels." Michi hugs you tightly, tearing up slightly. 

          "Don't you start crying." Yama huffs before hugging you too, then Ichigo moves to hug you. 

          "Stay safe. If you need us we'll be there." Ichigo breathes. 

          "Bye guys." You smile. 

          You finish your first year at Inarizaki. You thought the rest of your high school years would go calmly and smoothly. 

         You were wrong. As you step into Inarizaki campus for your second year, a familiar call reaches your ear.

         "Drake-san!" 

         You blink and look over as the twins grin, soon joining you. "Ah… Atsumu, Osamu." You greet in surprise.

         "What a surprise to see you again crossdresser." Atsumu teases.

         "Laugh all you want. I don't care." You smirk. 

         "So. We didn't see you in the spring tournament. Did you quit?" Osamu asks. 

         "Yeah… I haven't heard from you guys since before the Interhigh. I thought you hated me." You comment.

         "Ah, sorry about that. We got caught after your Shiratorizawa match… Got into a lot of trouble." Atsumu says. 

         "And we figured you would probably message us when you were done… but it seems you were worried about that whole hating you thing…" Osamu rubs his neck. 

         "Anyway, let's exchange numbers." Atsumu beams, handing you his phone. 

         "Alright. But I use messenger mostly." You hum.

         "That's fine. Me too." Atsumu hums as Osamu hands you his. The bell rings and you hand them their phones before saying bye and heading to class.

          You don't see them again for the rest of the day. You start home after the final bell but soon stop as you get a message from Atsumu. 

            You smile a bit, deciding to back track and peer in at the volleyball team practice. Before long the twins spot you and wave for you to come in. You huff and ease in, watching from near the door. 

          During one of their breaks, Atsumu comes over. "Come on, no one's going to bite you." He chuckles nudging you toward the team.

         "Nope. I'm good." You lean back against the wall. He sends you a frown. "I get the feeling that if I go along you're going to want me to practice too." You hum.

         "What? No. Don't be ridiculous." He gasps. 

         "Sure. Just hurry up with practice." You wave him off. He frowns more at you now, shifting slightly.

          "So that's it? No more volleyball for ya?" He raises an eyebrow at you.

          "Yeah." You nod.

          "... Nope." He shakes his head before pointing at you. "We're going to play together." He tells you stubbornly before going back to his team.

         'Ah… He's going to be a real pain in the ass…'