《Kita Shinsuke》Chapter 15
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The next morning was the last day I had to make breakfast for everyone. Thank the gods. I walked out with bowls of rice for everyone. Once I had finished up the food for everyone I sat down beside Kita.
We had planned to have a barbeque once all the matches were finished. The managers and coaches had paid for it but hadn't told the teams about it.
"We should get going." Kita said standing up and putting his hand out to me. "Right." I took his hand and stood up. That day we played a match against Karasuno and Nekoma.
It was around mid-day and all the matches were finished. I had left the team to get the barbeque ready along with a few of the others. I just hope that none of the boys do something stupid.
I heard lots of people talking and the atmosphere changed a bit. More people were around, I turned and saw all the other teams. "Hello!" I waved to Atsumu and Osamu.
"Did you guys win?" I asked them. "Of course, who do you think we are?" Atsumu said to me flicking his hair to the side a bit.
"Come on, let's eat." I turned back around and headed to the tables of food. I started to hand out a bit of food to a few people. I walked around with a plate of rice balls.
I walked over to a group of girls and sat down beside them. "Hello guys." I said to them. "Hi!" Most of them said. "Want some?" I asked showing them the plate.
"Yes please!" One of them grabbed half of them. "Have them all." I laughed handing her the plate. She licked her lips and gobbled most of them down at once.
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"Our ace is a big softie." I heard Kiyoko say from behind me. "At least that's better than having such a simple minded ace." Another girl said.
I knew from the sound of her voice that she was talking about Bokuto. "Oh Y/N, sit down." Kiyoko said pulling over a chair. "Thank you." I pulled the chair in front of me and sat down, my two legs on either side and letting my head sit on the top of it.
"Y/N what's it like on your team?" I heard Sakura ask. "Atsumu and Osamu, my brothers, are just..." I thought about what I should say. "How do I put it?" I mumbled.
I heard a few laughs from the girls at my side. "A lot, a lot of fighting." I laughed a bit. Until late that day we ate and talked, mostly about our teams or stuff like that. After we'd cleaned up the barbeque we got ready to leave.
Yachi and I walked out of the girls dorms and walked towards Kiyoko who was waiting for us. "Oh guys! I have to go to the bathroom." Yachi said putting her bags down.
"I'll take these to the bus for you." I said to her. "Thank you!" She called as she ran off towards the bathroom. Once she was out of sight I picked up her bags and started to walk towards the bus with Kiyoko.
"So I guess this is goodbye." I laughed awkwardly. "I guess it is." She replied. "Kiyoko! I'll take your bags!" A boy called Tanaka said grabbing Kiyoko's bags.
She didn't answer, those boys always did stuff like that but she never thanked them or anything. "Well goodbye!" I turned around. I walked a few steps forwards but heard Kiyoko call my name.
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"Yes?" I flicked around to face her. "Your arms." She whispered looking at my arms. "They'll be fine." I laughed putting them behind my back. "Are you sure?" She asked me her face looking a bit gloomy.
"Of course!" I put on a huge smile. From behind me I could hear my brothers voice calling to me. "That's my queue to go." I turned on my heels and headed for our bus.
"Sorry guys!" I yelled to them. "Let me take your bags." Kita said softly. "You don't have to." I sighed. He ignored my remark and took the bags out of my hands.
"We should get on the bus now." I said taking a few steps forward. Atsumu pushed past me and hopped on to the bus. Kita had disappeared behind the bus and everyone was loading on to the bus.
When Kita finally appeared again I got on to the bus and he followed. Atsumu, Osamu and Suna sat at the back and Aran sat near the front.
I sat down near the middle of the bus and Kita sat beside me. It was late once the bus started around 9 I think. We would be home around 2 a.m and then we had to walk home.
I let out a sigh at the thought. "Are you tired?" Kita's voice asked. "A bit." I sighed. "You should rest." He said to me. "You don't mind?" I checked.
He shook his head slightly and I rested my head on to his shoulder. For most of the bus ride I rested my eyes only opening them to ask my brothers to....
"Shut the fuck up! It's 12, you know!" I shouted to them. "Osamu's being dumb!" Atsumu yelled. "And that matters why?" I asked him.
"I'm not being dumb he is!" Osamu shouted looking out the window. "Just try and get some rest ok?" I said to them my voice softened. "Yes Y/N." They said in unison.
"They'll be the death of me." I sighed looking forward again. I felt Kita's hand wrap around my shoulder and push my head on to his shoulder.
"We are almost there." He whispered to me. "Yeah.." I whispered lifting my hand up to his. I shouldn't do this... I can't turn back now... Oh god, oh god.
Before I could stop myself I had linked my fingers with his and nuzzled my head into his shoulder. I felt his fingers tighten around mine.
Is that good or bad? He probably doesn't want you to hold his hand. A voice in my head said, reminding me that it was there. Right...
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