[Volleyball Au.]

Bucky Barnes, number 4, ace of Hydra High volleyball team, is known for his killer spike. He's a lefty, and there aren't many of those in the elites, so he's looked up to and watched closely.

Steve Rogers, number 5, setter of Avengers High volleyball team, is known for his perfectly accurate tosses and sets.

The two players are unstoppable, yet on different teams and with completely different attitudes.

Bucky's known as the Winter Soldier, pegged for showing up out of the blue during the winter season, wearing army pants and brown boots.

As for Steve, no one really knows how he had gotten the name Captain America. The Captain part is obvious, seeing as he's the captain of the volleyball team. Maybe it was Clint Barton, number 2, libero of the Avengers volleyball team, who made up the nickname.

"Are you even paying attention." Grant Ward, number 8, middle-blocker for Hydra High, snaps. You tear your eyes away from Steve Rogers as he practices setting to Pietro Maximoff, number 3, ace on the Avengers team.

"Of course I am," You turn right in time to catch Bucky spiking down a ball set to him by Johanna Shmidt, number 1, main setter. "See?"

He rolls his eyes and goes back to stretching.
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Halfway through the first set, Hydra-23 and Avengers- 24, Shmidt sets a risky toss and Bucky completely nails it. Hydra wins the first set.

During the short break, you gather everyone's water bottles and head to the water fountain. There, Steve Rogers is standing with a water bottle in his mouth.

"Excuse me." You say, startling him and the water must've gotten stuck in his throat, because he yanks the bottle away from his lips and coughs. You watch as his cheeks flush and holds up a hand to catches his breath.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it," You step around him, fill up a bottle halfway before you turn and find him still standing there. "Yes?"

He jumps, rubs the back of his head nervously and laughs. "Sorry. I just couldn't help but think that you have a perfect figure for volleyball."

"..Yeah," You narrow your eyes as he shifts awkwardly. "Thank you."

He laughs again. "No problem! I-"

"(Y/n)," Bucky stands by your side protectively, glaring at Steve and he smile again. "You almost done?"

"Yeah," You drop the water bottle back into the container and pick up another one. "Just two more. I can handle this, Buck."

"Don't take too long."

Once he's gone, you screw on the cap and look up at Steve. "Sorry about him. He's-"

"Scary."

"I was going to say intense."

"O-oh.."

"But," You take a breath and pick up the carrier. "Yeah. He's also scary, too. Best of luck in the set."

"Hey, wait!"

You pause. "Yes?"

He hesitantly moves closer, holding out his hand and you stare at it. "My names Steve."

"(Y/n)," You say, knuckling bumping his palm. "See you whenever."

"Bye."

Clint snorts as he rounds the corner, watching as you step back into the gym. "You've got it bad, buddy."

"Shut up," Steve hisses. "I do not."

"That's why you looked like a kicked puppy when her big bad boyfriend came along then, hmm?"

"I'm taller then him. He doesn't scare me."

"Dude. You just called him scary not even a minuet ago."

"...Shut up."

Hydra ends up winning the set by a lucky block from Grant, but Steve didn't find it too upsetting when he saw you jump up and cheer loudly.

But then Bucky came and swooped you in his arms, kissed you and laughed when the towel in your hand went flying and landed on Johanna's head.

"You know," Clint says when Steve tugs off his knee pads. "I heard that little miss-perfect-figure-to-play-volleyball is looking to be on a team since Hydra High doesn't have a female volleyball team. Think we should ask Nat to recruit her?"

Steve grins. "Yeah. Definitely."