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Warning: Attempted fluff and character rejection

A/N: This one-shot is dedicated to RedWonderr and those that clicked on this book, voted, and commented~~~ This one-shot is slightly longer than the previous one-shots, it would amazing if you guys will be able read it through. Lol. I really hope you'll enjoy~ Hehe~~~

~Flashback in Yamaguchi's POV~

The first time I met him, he called them lame. Forever the tallest. Forever the superior. I never figured out that the time we met each other, if he had called me lame or the bullies lame, but his expression was strong enough to make the decision I made that day. The decision that I would stay with that kid forever. Next to Tsukishima's side.

Everything. Changed.

At first, he tried to shoo me away, but I kept on coming back to him. He got tired of telling me to get lost and soon wherever Tsukki was, I was there. I attempted to get him into a conversation, but ended up failing. The longest words he's ever said to me was 'tsk' and 'how lame'. I love him anyway. Only because I knew that he was the first to accept me, the first to care enough about me, and

the first to love me.

~Flashback Ends~

"Tsukishima-kun, can you come up and show us how to do this problem?" the math teacher looked at Tsukki, a sterned expression displayed. "I hope you were listening in class, not doing the homework that was supposed to be due tomorrow."

Tsukki shrugged. He always finished the homework in class. Smart. Athletic. Cool. Girls admired him, but he rejected all of them; through me, of course. Boys steered away from him. Our friendship got better. He started talking to me. We had a great relationship and I could totally "depend" on him. But as time went on, I realized with horror that our relationship grew beyond friendship. The speeding heartbeats, the slight pink cheeks, and the unexplainable worry whenever I told Tsukki a girl liked him all became clearer. I loved Tsukishima.

~Flashback in Tsukishima's POV~

Ever since I rescued that shortie from those lame kids, he started to follow me around. I hated it, only 'cause I lost my "privacy" to be able to be alone. I tried to tell him to get away over nine thousand times, but he wouldn't leave my side. Eventually, I gave up, still hating myself for saving him from the gang. Then one day, Yamaguchi was absent. Sick, the teacher told the class. I was elated, but no sooner, I started to get this alien feeling. The feeling of emptiness, alone and sad. How pathetic...I remembered thinking to myself, however, even with my efforts of telling myself, tch, I'm so glad he's not here to bother me, I still feel shattered. I was used to being a loner I guessed, but I never realized how wonderful it was to have someone next to me. I sat in the darkest corner of the classroom the day Yamaguchi was absent, his smiling face emerged into my head. That was when I figured out that I needed him, that he was special to me, and that maybe, just maybe, I liked him...

We were only in eighth grade. We didn't know anything about love.

~Flashback Ends~

I smirked as I walked back to seat, the one in the back, next to the window, in front of Yamaguchi. A completed math problem written on the board. Awed, the teacher stared at my back while the others snickered at the teacher's failed attempt to embarrass me.

"W-well," the teacher managed to stammer, "nicely done, Tsukishima-kun."

She looked like she wanted to remind me to pay attention in class, but refrained from saying so because I just proved that I was actually able to repeat what she taught the class. Yamaguchi gave me a thumbs-up as I sat down, he grinned, and I turned away. God...he's so cute when he smiles like that, I thought before I could stop myself, holy crap, what the hell did I just thought? No way Yamaguchi's cute, I must be drunk to think such a lame, stupid thing.

Except I knew otherwise.

Yamaguchi's POV:

Sucks to be the teacher, I smiled in my mind as Tsukki finished the problem. The bell rang and I stuffed my notebooks back into my backpack. But Tsukishima was already waiting at the door for me.

"Tch," he said before starting to walk towards the volleyball gym, "why're you always so slow?"

I pouted, "You always pack up before the bell rings."

His head was facing forward and it seemed like he wasn't paying attention to me, but I saw the corners of his eyes flickered as he glanced down at me. He started to walk faster and I had to run to catch up. We were halfway down the hall to the volleyball gym when I accidentally slipped. My arms flailed desperately, hoping to be able to grasp anything that might prevent me from falling and it happened to be Tsukishima's jacket. With my face pressed against his back, arms curled around his waist, body pressed against his, the temperature rose up to the point where I felt like I was burning up. Then, I staggered back, shocked at the contact.

"Ah...um..." I gasped, "g-gomen, Tsukki."

He looked at me, tsked, then started walking for the gym. Fine, gosh, ignore me forever. Like I don't even exist. Do you even care about m-

"Don't break your neck," Tsukki's words interrupted my thoughts, "you're the only one who knows how to do a float serve."

I looked up. Eyes wide open.

"Or at least attempted to try," I could hear Tsukki's smirk as he continued.

I smiled. Finally...

Tsukishima's POV:

What the hell just happened? I thought. My back's on fire. My heart was beating so fast. It was like a sudden panic attack...like whenever the teacher was going to pass back the final tests. Could this mean...?

The thoughts of how I felt about Yamaguchi back in eighth grade flashed back at me. Back then, I was a stupid kid who knew nothing more than gaming, music, and volleyball. I didn't know what it would mean if I actually liked Yamaguchi, but now that I realized if I admit how I actually feel, people would look at me from a different angle.

I left Yamaguchi behind me as I entered the gym. Coach Ukai and the others were already there, practicing. I decided to tell Coach Ukai about my plans to improve my blocking skills with Kuroo Tetsuro from Nekoma High School. He looked at me like he just saw wings sprout out of me.

"Yes of course! Go ahead to their gym!" he clapped his hands together, overly enthusiastic.

Yamaguchi's POV:

The door slipped open just as I was reaching for the handles. Surprised, I stumbled forward into the embrace of another boy. I looked up and thought, Holy crap, not again. Immediately, I pushed myself away from Tsukishima, head lowered and ran into the gym. I didn't dare glance at the gym doors for what seemed like forever, even though it was probably only five minutes. Coach Ukai called us to gather up in front of him. I noticed that Tsukki never came back after he stepped out of the gym.

"Hey Hinata," I whispered to the orange-haired spiker, "where did Tsukki go?"

"Oh yeah," Hinata sat up in alarm. "Guys, where did Tsukishima go?"

"He was here wasn't he?" Suga-san said, looking around.

"Apparently not anymore," Daichi observed, "coach, where did Tsukishima go?"

"Oh," Coach Ukai said with a dreamy tone, "he went to practice volleyball with Kuroo."

"Ehhh?!" the entire team exploded.

"No freakin' way," Kageyama shook his head.

"Baka, he's not even here," Hinata laughed, "he's probably getting serious about volleyball."

"Shut up," the 'King' glared at Hinata.

Suga smiled at Daichi, they both nodded, glad that everyone's finally trying their best to win.

"I am not gonna lose to Tsukishima," Hinata shouted, running back to the court.

"Hey, that was my line, you dumbass," Kageyama yelled after the shorter boy, "and how dare you headstart again?!"

"Come on, Asahi," Nishinoya nudged the ace, "let's go practice some serves."

"Whoa...I still can't believe what I just heard though," Asahi said.

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Tanaka said as he walked to join Nishinoya, "the first-years are trying harder than the third-years."

"I am not gonna let that happen," Nishinoya said, "let's go practice!"

"Everyone's getting fired up," Daichi observed.

I just stood there, amongst the chaos, stunned. For the number of years I've been with Tsukki, I knew him inside out. He never tried in anything unless it benefitted him. Then I got this strange feeling. This unsettling feeling.

The feeling of being cheated.

Tsukishima's POV:

Everyone was already there when I poked my head into the gym.

"Oi, Tsukishima," Bokuto, captain of Fukurodani Academy's volleyball team, waved at me, "you're finally here for me to beat you up."

"Tch," I rolled my eyes, always that annoying brat.

I dropped my bag, tied my shoelaces, and walked towards the court where Bokuto, Akaashi, Lev, Kenma, and Kuroo were waiting. I stood on the side with Kuroo and Kenma to balance the teams out. The minute I approached Kuroo, he smirked.

"Gosh, I didn't expect that you would actually come today," his sly smile spreading.

"Hmph," I furrowed my eyebrows and tried to ignore the captain.

"Aw," Kuroo growled as he leaned towards me, "how cute. How helpless."

I looked at the powerful captain and before I even realized it, I was blushing.

"How adorable," Kuroo remarked, "begging me for help."

"Tch, are you going to help me or what?" I muttered, noticing Kenma's bored expression behind Kuroo.

"Yes, yes," the captain chuckled, then walked behind me, shifting so that his body was pressing into mine. He held my arms up in blocking position, then slide his hands from the fingertips of my arms all the way to my chest. I hated being teased. "Bad boy, do as I say. Keep them up."

Turning his attention to Bokuto, Kuroo called out, "Oi, Bokuto, serve. Let's start a practice match."

"Hey, hey, hey," Fukurodani's captain grinned, "watch me smash you guys into pieces."

"If you miss this serve, I'll smash you into pieces," Akaashi glared at him.

"Ahhhh, so mean," Bokuto complained, "why are you so mean to me?"

Akaashi sighed, clearly defeated by his captain.

"When the ball comes," Kuroo's voice drifted back to me, "wait a second after the spiker jumps, then you jump."

I nodded. Understood.

Yamaguchi's POV:

The practice was as insane as usual, with Hinata's nonstop quicks, Kageyama's god-like sets and Nishinoya's undying energy. Everyone was exhausted by the time we finished. I packed my things up and said goodbye to my teammates.

"Yamaguchi, where're you going?" Hinata called.

"Oh, just checking on Tsukki," I shrugged.

"I see," Hinata nodded before sprinting to catch up to Kageyama.

I speed walked to Tsukki's practicing gym. Maybe they're already done with practicing, I thought, I should've gone home. But I still had the lingering feeling that something's wrong.

Hope rose in my chest as I saw the lights still turned on in the gym and quietly, peeked through the window.

I would have fainted from the scene I saw before me.

Tsukishima's POV:

Needless to say, I managed to block some of the spikes Bokuto and Lev hitted, but also missed a lot. I stayed behind to help Kuroo clean up because the others left, saying that they have an exam tomorrow. Nekoma's captain watched me quietly put away the volleyballs. He sat waiting by my bag when I returned. When I saw about to walk out of the gym, Kuroo grabbed me shoved me into the wall, our bags forgotten on the polished gym floor. With no second thoughts, no secord words, we were kissing. Desperate. Hungry. Powerful. The captain's hands explored my torso, my hands pressed against the gym wall, and our tongues danced together.

"Ah...Tsukishima," Kuroo's eyes hungrily flickered to my mouth and I was left panting, eyes glazed.

"We-we shouldn't be doing this," I managed to mumble.

"Who said?" the captain licked my ear and I took everything to stop myself from closing my eyes.

Then out of the corners of my eyes, I saw something moved outside the gym. Someone. Somebody saw us. Shit, I thought as I pushed Kuroo away from me as hard as I can. I picked up my bag and ran out the door just in time to see Yamaguchi's fleeing shadow.

Yamaguchi's POV:

I stumbled backwards, one of the street lights blinded my eyes. Now I finally realized why Tsukki never admit anything about our previous love. He didn't want to break my heart. But it was already too late. I saw him shoving Kuroo away from him, still panting from the kiss. I stood up, tears trickled out of my eyes. Flashbacks of our times together back when we were just a bit younger than now played before my eyes; flashbacks of when we were too young to realize what love was. His confident eyes shone and pierced my heart. I heard the door clicked open and I turned. Ran. Begging silently in my mind.

Please, Tsukki. Don't you realize how much I love you? Please. Please remember me, Tsukki. I love you so much. Don't forget me now. Remember our times together? Remember the memories? Please, Tsukki, please replay the memories again!