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'hello'- other people's thoughts
"hello"- saiki speaking telepathically

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yare yare, here we go again.

the inner thoughts of everyone around me flooded my head.

today is going to be a long day.

today we have our game against aoba johsai. i can't bear the thought of playing again...

...maybe i can act sick?

huh, the house is awfully quiet today. now that i think about it, where are my parents? i haven't heard from them all morning. they're never quiet. something is wrong.

i glanced at the clock and read the time. i sighed.

i guess i better head out.

my tummy rumbled.

"i miss mom's breakfast."

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"push it, push it, push it! push it, push it, seijoh!"

what an obnoxious crowd...

both captains approached each other. standing in front of the referee, they looked each other in the eye, "let's play."

karasuno's side of the stands was practically empty, it looked rather pathetic compared to seijoh's crowd.

"looks like karasuno made it safely through to day two. i ended up using another paid day off. i'm not gonna be able to take another day off for a while." a voice in the crowd spoke.

it was an older man, with black hair and glasses. he was walking with a slightly taller blonde guy.

ah, they're on our side. they look familiar.

"same here." he observed aoba johsai's massive crowd, "date tech had quite the crowd cheering for them, too, but these guys..."

"ready, and..." a group of fangirls screamed in their annoyingly high pitched voices, "oikawa! do your best!"

i deadpanned.

they remind me of a certain someone...

"they've got that." the man wearing glasses said.

i look over to see the idiot trio looking like angry beasts.

ah, they heard the fangirls.

"ain't no way i'm gonna lose! let's go!" tanaka roared.

"yeahh!!" the shorties yelled in agreement.

"come on, louder! it's like seijoh's the only team on the court!" someone in the crowd yelled.

i could only sigh.

daichi approached coach ukai, "we're going to be serving first."

"right." the man nodded.

suddenly the referee blew the whistle, signaling karasuno's turn to warm up.

"ready, and... saiki!!! do your bestโ€“"

i turned away from the cheering girls, trying to hide my face.

how bothersome.

the three balls of energy looked betrayed as a pang of jealousy hit them.

"no fair..." tanaka muttered as he dramatically collapsed.

"TANAKA!!" "RYU!!"

they rushed to catch their passed out friend.

these ridiculous antics were cut short by daichi's yelling, "karasuno!! fight!"

i zoned out as our team warmed up.

yare yare, everyone here is too loud.

the blow of the whistle signaled seijoh's turn, and we gathered in a huddle to discuss a game plan.

as usual, i didn't pay much attention.

it's not like i'll be doing much playing anyways.

manic yelling caught my attention and i looked over to see seijoh in complete chaos.

"i want to go home."

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"line up!"

both teams ran onto the court in a line, and faced each other.

good grief, kageyama is still thinking about his beef with oikawa.

'i'm going up against him in an official match for the first time.' he tensed up.

this is going to be a long game...

the ringing of the whistle echoed throughout the gymnasium.

"thank you for the game!"

as the everyone got into their places, i, unwillingly, listened to the voices of the crowd:

"it's starting!"

'are we going home soon?'

"this is going to be an interesting game!"

'he's so cute!'

"who do you think is gonna win?"

"it's definitely going to be aoba johsai!"

'where is that boy?!'

"where is kuu~!?!? we're going to be late!"

wait a minute.

"honey, don't worry! i'm sure it hasn't started yet!"

don't tell me-

"here he is!!!! oh hello my little kuu~!! mommy is so excited to watch you play! now go out there and show them who's boss!!"

shit.

"daddy is so proud of you, son" my father cried dramatically, tears streaming down his face.

is it too late to quit?

i looked up at the stands on our side, and, lo and behold, there my parents were, decked out in the most obnoxious outfits they could find.

i ignored them.

how did they have time to make shirts with my face on it? they're too loud. i hate this attention. how did they even find out i was on the team?

a voice interrupted my thoughts, "oh, kusuo~! are those your parents? they're adorable, just like you!" a dark aura surrounded the tall setter, "i hope they won't be too crushed when my team obliterates yours."

i looked him dead in the eyes, shrugged, and walked back to my team.

i don't have time for this.

oikawa's jaw dropped at how ineffective his intimidation tactics were but quickly brushed it off before heading back to his team.

the team gathered around takeda as he gave his usual inspirational speech, "all of you have already defeated aoba johsai once. even if our opponents were not at their best at the time, i believe the fact that we won is enough reason to have confidence. not conceit, but confidence."

"right!"

we huddled up and put our hands in the middle.

"karasuno... fight!!!" daichi yelled.

"yeah!!!" the team chorused.

"AWWW!! they're like a real team! look at my little kuu~~!" my mother purred.

"i got it all on video, honey! don't worry!!" my father declared heroically.

geez, they're loud.

"aww, saiki, are those your parents?" a smiling sugawara questioned as he waved at the adults.

"no."

"oh." his eyes widened as he quickly turned away from them with a confused expression. 'they definitely look like his parents. they have the shirts and everything! i mean, i guess their hair is different...?'

he's so gullible.

the crowds chanting and endless conversations grew louder and louder.

"can i go home?"

ennoshita gave me a drained expression, "no."

he's definitely my second favorite.

i've been banished to the sidelines for "everyone's safety."

understandable.

might as well watch the game for a little while...

whoops, i zoned out.

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A/N: i hate writing game sequences ๐Ÿ˜ฟ (oh, the things i do for you guys smh๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜ฝ)

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we severely underestimated seijoh. they pretty much kicked our butts for the first half.

oikawa really is something else. he saw through pretty much everything.

i'll need to keep an eye on him.

kageyama did pull off one pretty amazing setter dump. good for him.

overall, i think our team did as well as they could have.

i still don't know how my parents figured out that i was on the team, but i'll worry about that later.

coach kept me off the court for the entire game, not that i mind at all. it's better this way. i don't draw attention to myself and i get coffee jellies in the end. it's a win-win.

"woo~! go kusuo and his friends!"

actually, scratch that first part. it's just one win.

oh right, in case i forgot to mention: we lost.

it was close in the end, i guess.

but it was definitely a blow to the team's self esteem.

good grief, don't tell me i'm going to have to deal with more crying children... what a pain.

i think my parents took the loss harder than anyone else, though. despite only discovering that i was on the team yesterday, they were diehard fans. they were clinging to each other like wild monkeys until the game ended.

dad attempted to give me a pep talk, i think? he just hugged me as he cried, telling me it would be okay.

i think he was saying that more for himself.

mom promised me a coffee jelly for my hardwork and effort when we got home.

i didn't even play, but hey, coffee jelly is coffee jelly.

anyways, after heading back to school and attending a depressing meeting in the gym, i was finally home.

yeah, the entire team is depressed and we just lost our game, but i can't help but feel a little relieved.

well, i'm a lot relieved actually...

no, wait. this is perfect! it's a miracle! i can finally leave the team! if i act all bummed out by our loss i have the perfect excuse!

today is a glorious day. freedom and coffee jelly. nothing could possibly go wrong-

"little kuu~~!! did you miss me!!"

curse you, evil being that controls this universe.

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