Everything was going great today, at least that was what Oikawa had thought as he knew the next class was the last class for the day, One that he shares with his dear childhood friend; Iwaizumi.

Avoiding the fan girls were tough, since everyone immediately crowded his table as soon as the teacher left. Asking for selfies, signatures and such. Being a sweet talker himself, Oikawa indulged in their wishes. A smile on his face, one that he uses to dazzle a crowd with anything but sincerity. Never sincerity, That was only for Iwaizumi's eyes, and maybe his team but mostly him.

"Yoo hoo~ You girls are looking quite adorable today. Any occasions?"

"O-oh, you know, we always look like this o-oikawa-san!" A girl stammers, a red hue on her cheeks that made Oikawa cringed inwardly at the thought of the girl fantasizing that she had a chance with him when really, It was and will always be Iwaizumi in his heart.

All the girls that he had dated up to now was just to find out if his dear Iwa-chan had feelings for him or not. Maybe.. just maybe, Iwaizumi was gay as well. Perhaps Bisexual?

Anything's fine as long as Oikawa could have Iwaizumi in his arms. To see those beautiful green eyes look at him with only love and excitement.

"Speaking of Iwaizumi, he should have been here by now."

He heard one of his classmates mumble and he knew that it was true. Where was his adorable yet grumpy Iwa-chan? Usually by now, Iwaizumi would show up, throw something at him before dragging him to their next class.

Somehow, Oikawa had a bad feeling. His heart clenched at the thought of Iwaizumi getting hurt. So he excused himself from the fan girls, paying no mind to their whines and 'aww' accompanied with their puppy eyes to keep him there.

Instead, he picked up his bag and headed out of the class. Anywhere, Iwaizumi could be anywhere in this big school. Opting to skip the next class, He starts looking around for Iwaizumi.

It wasn't a big surprise to find his brute of a best friend helping his classmates with setting up the assembly hall. 'Ah.. Iwa-chan is such a kind person..'  he thought, frowning when he saw that Iwaizumi was doing most of the work. Even from such distance, he can see Iwaizumi trying his level best to make sure the hall was in a decent state even if his dear classmates showed no sign of helping.

Slowly inching closer to the door, Oikawa overheard the girls that were supposed to be helping Iwaizumi.

"Wooo look at him go!"

"I know right, To think sensei would make us set the hall up for tomorrow's event."

"Ugh i kind of feel bad for Iwaizumi-san, he's been working since lunch break. But no way am I going to help. I just had my nails done!"

"Well.. he did agreed to help. Besides, this is a job for the boys. It's not our fault that he took it when the other boys said no"

"Ah! I forgot, we have to hand in that one assignment to Ms Pearl!" A girl squealed in fright, immediately packing up along with the other girls in the group.

"Iwaizumi-san!"

Iwaizumi's head perked and he turned to look at them all curiously. Motioning for them to continue.

"We're going to head to class, do you think you'll be okay to finish up?".

He sighed but nodded anyway, not wanting to put up much of a fight. That wasn't the plan, the plan was Iwaizumi do the cleaning and the girls would do the decorations. Now they're throwing it onto him too.

Honestly he really did want to scream at them, yell about how this was supposed to be their job and that he was only here to help. But.. the main girl was Oikawa's current girlfriend. She made him happy and for that, Iwaizumi will tolerate anything as long as continued to keep Oikawa happy.

"What do you think you're doing?"

A new voice spoke, everyone already knew who's voice it was. Slowly, they all turned their heads to Oikawa who stood in the doorway, grinning coldly. No one answered, though the girl looked smug thinking Oikawa had came to fetch her.

"Nothing"

"Iwaizumi-san was trying to make us do some work. You know how tired we are Babe"

Rolling his eyes, Iwaizumi continued to sweep the floor. Keeping his gaze on the floor and furiously sweeping instead of voicing out.

"Is that so?"  His eyes brimmed with tears, growling at the thought of Tooru believing her over him.

"My, then what was that I heard? About you not doing anything because you had your nails done?~"

Curiously, Iwaizumi raised his head to look at them. Oikawa's heart clenched once more seeing how Iwaizumi had tears brimming his eyes despite the glare he had and the apparent pout on his lips.

Slowly, he looks at Karen and her group again. His smile dropping, replaced by a sneer and a cold blooded look as he stared at her. "We're breaking up, leave unless you want me to tell the teacher about what you and your group's carelessness."

The girls gulped, immediately leaving through another door. "Don't you think you were too harsh on them..?" Came Iwaizumi's voice, breaking him out of his angry state.

"But iwa-channn" He whines, moving forward and taking the broom away from Iwaizumi's hands. Frowning more when he saw a few blisters sporting. With gentle hands, he immediately pulls Iwaizumi to the stage. Making him sit down on it while Oikawa goes to find a first aid kit.

They stayed silent as Oikawa patched him up, silent when Oikawa finished setting the place up for him.

Once school had ended, they walked home.

'fuck it!' Iwaizumi thought as he stopped walking. Making Oikawa stop too, looking at him curiously.

"Thanks.. for what you did back there.." Iwaizumi mumbles and Oikawa grins, seeing how his cheeks flushed and unconscious he was also fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

Maybe, just maybe, Iwaizumi did like him back? He certainly hopes so. But for now, he'll enjoy their friendship a little longer.

Oikawa chuckles, accepting the gratitude as he pulls Iwaizumi in for a fist bump. "I'll always protect Iwa-chan, just like you always protect me." Because I know you will always be there to my shield if anything happens.

Grinning, Iwaizumi bumps his fist with Oikawa's. The tense atmosphere gone as they continued their walk, but now lightly chattering along.