Hurt feelings

Kuroo finally made it back to the room, having been worried about Kimiko the whole time. When he heard her small sob, his heart had broken. His first thought had been 'who hurt her?', his second thought was 'how did they hurt her?'. She was so distraught she didn't want to talk to Kozu about it, so he couldn't eavesdrop and see what was wrong. That led his thoughts to, 'maybe the person who hurt her is in the room?' and he couldn't help but wonder if he had been the one to hurt her. They had been just fine this morning, so he didn't know if it was him. He made his way back over to his futon, glancing over to Kozu's futon. "She cried for 9 minutes." Kozu says softly, Kuroo grimacing as he slides into his futon. "Did you find out what was bothering her?" Kuroo asks quietly, laying on his back and crossing his legs. "She didn't really say anything about it. Just cried." Kozu mumbles, Kuroo feeling bad that she had just cried for 9 minutes. He had been playing games without being able to comfort her like Kozu had. He wished he could take away her pain, at least a little bit. The two both sat in silence, thinking about Kimiko and what could be bothering her.

I woke the next day, feeling exhausted as I smelled the familiar manly scent. An arm was wrapped around my waist, holding me closely into a comforting embrace. I slowly blinked awake, my eyes sore and wincing against the light shining through the window. I rolled over in the arms holding me, burying my head into the familiar chest and hiding from the light. "Are you feeling better?" Kozu asks and I just stay quiet, not thinking, not saying anything. I just squeeze him tight, staring blankly into his chest. "Ready to talk about it?" He asks and I just shake my head, my eyes falling closed. "Is it… Is it about the man?" Kozu asks and I shake my head, suddenly feeling guilty for making him worry about me. "No." I finally croak, taking a slow deep breath before slowly exhaling. "It's just-" I whisper but the door opens, making me jump as I fall silent. "I'm back pudding head, I brought the stuff you asked for." Kuroo says and I bite my lip, hiding my face into Kozu's chest. "Just what, pudding?" Kozu asks plainly, making me tense as I shake my head. "Nevermind, I'm sorry." I whisper, hearing Kuroo shuffle over and a bag rustling as it plops beside our futon.

"Don't apologise to me, there's no reason to apologise. You never have to apologise to me, pudding." Kozu says and I slowly nod as he pushes me to lay on my back, reaching for the bag that Kuroo had brought. I avoid looking at Kuroo, knowing if I saw him my chest would ache and painful thoughts would fill my head. "Close your eyes." Kozu says and I do as he says, feeling his fingers gently massaging my eyes. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Kozu asks and I grimace, not knowing what to tell him; saying 'I had sex with Kuroo, but Misaki said something and that made me wonder if he cared about it.' wouldn't work. Kozu would probably freak out and blame Kuroo for my pain, possibly causing a fight and hurting their friendship. Okay, I didn't know that, but at the same time I felt selfish for worrying about something so silly. Plus I didn't want to even risk hurting their friendship which had been well established before I was even in their lives. "Pudding?" Kozu asks, snapping me from my thoughts as he gently brushes his thumb over my cheek. "No… I'm sorry." I mumble, though he pinches my cheek and clicks his tongue, making me wince.

"What'd I just say? Don't apologise to me." Kozu grumbles, making me flinch as I realized I had upset him. He blows out a breath, rustling around in the bag as I nibble my bottom lip anxiously. I open my mouth to apologise but Kozu's finger presses to my lips, shushing me. "Oi, I know you're about to do it again, I just told you that you don't need to apologise to me. I get it, somehow in that pretty little head of yours you think that you can't trust me or the knowledge of what's bothering you would inadvertently harm me. You've convinced yourself that by keeping me out of loop you're hurting my feelings and thus feel the need to apologise. Don't apologise, pudding, there's nothing you can do that I won't forgive you for. Now come on, I got some eye drops to help with your eyes. Open up." Kozu says and I feel a frog form in my throat, slowly opening my eyes to look into his. He lifts the little bottle and squeezes a drop into each of my eyes and I quickly blink them away, my lip trembling as my chest swells. "Of course I do feel hurt knowing you don't want to tell me.... But it's okay, pudding, I don't hold it against you." Kozu says, capping the bottle of eye drops and ruffling my hair.

I clench my eyes shut and dive into his arms, holding him tightly for a moment as he just pats my head. "Pudding… I hope whatever is bothering you resolves soon. I hate seeing you so sad and hurt, especially when I can't help." Kozu says and I slowly nod, prying myself away from his comfort. "I better go now." I croak, gathering my things without another word and avoiding looking at Kuroo. I head back to the cheer room, take a shower and change before heading to the cafeteria for breakfast. I pause as I glance around, seeing a lot of the teams gathered up. I walk over to the Karasuno team, tapping gently on Tsuki's shoulder as he looks up at me, raising an eyebrow. "Etto… Tsuki-kun, can I ask you for advice?... In private." I ask, pointing to the hall as he searches my eyes. He stands up, tucking me into his shoulder and pulling me to the hallway. Once we're out of earshot he pulls away, glancing both ways. "What's up?" He asks and I fidget anxiously with my fingers, not really knowing what to say. "You've been crying, haven't you?" Tsuki asks and I take a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling. "Yeah." I mumble, rubbing the back of my neck and sighing softly.

"Um, let's say you give someone a gift, something you put a lot of time and thought into… and they seem like they like it…" I mumble, scrubbing my hand over my face as I feel stupid for asking. "What if they didn't really care for it? What if they just… set it to the side and never look at it again, even though you put so much effort into it?" I ask, feeling a tiny bit better getting it off my chest even the slightest bit. "Stupid, it's just a gift. If the other person doesn't look at it again, it's because they don't appreciate what they were given. That's not on you, it's their fault for not being happy with it." Tsuki says, though I feel my heart ache as tears gather in my eyes again. I quickly wipe them away, sniffling softly as Tsuki tenses up. "Oi- don't cry, stupid!" Tsuki says, pulling me into his arms and holding me tight. "Jeez, if you're this worried about it you shouldn't have got them anything or put less thought into it…" Tsuki grumbles and I sob lightly, crying into his chest as he just gently pats my head. "For the record… If it was me you got a gift for, I would have treasured it forever. Whoever this idiot is obviously doesn't appreciate you." Tsuki mumbles and I quickly shake my head, sobbing.

"N-No! It's me, I know it is- I'm just… I'm being stupid and worrying about nothing… I'm sorry Tsuki-kun…" I sniffle, pulling away and dashing off, wanting to be alone for a while. Tsuki clicked his tongue, feeling upset that Kimiko was so distraught over something so simple. He headed back to the table, seeing everyone gathered together and eating. "Oi, did anyone get a gift from Suzuki-chan?" He asks, all the boys looking up at him surprised as they look between themselves, shaking their heads. Nobody from Karasuno had gotten a gift from her? "What?! A gift from Suzuki-chan? What was it? Who got it! I need to know!" Tanaka yells, slamming his hands down on the table as the whole cafeteria seems startled by the outburst. "Oi, Urusai! She didn't say she gave anyone a gift, but…" Tsuki says, falling silent as he itched the back of his neck. Honestly, the whole conversation kind of bothered him and he couldn't tell why. Seeing as she was so distraught over something so silly, he figured it was because she was being sensitive about whatever it was. "She seemed really upset about it, like someone didn't appreciate it." Tsuki says, Tanaka and Yu roaring and going off on a tantrum.

I sniffled softly, wiping away my tears as I sat curled in a hall, glad I found a secluded place. Okay, I know I was being stupid, Tsuki was right, I should just put less thought into it and move on, but it still hurt so much thinking that Kuroo didn't give a shit about being my first. The stupider part was that he hadn't said or done anything to imply that, though it did seem like he was more distant than usual. Was he separating himself from me because he regretted it? Okay, that wasn't exactly fair, I had been avoiding him too and last night he seemed like he cared… but he had also left the room without a second thought to go with Akaashi and Bokuto. That was kind of reasonable though, they were trying to get Bokuto out nonchalantly so he wouldn't hassle me. "There you are." Kuroo says softly and I jump out of my skin, looking up at him like a deer in headlights. He crouches down before me and I hold my breath, trying to ignore the aching in my heart as he searches my eyes. "Something's wrong, isn't it. Is it me? Did I do something wrong?" Kuroo asks softly and I drop my gaze, swallowing thickly. "No-" I start, though Kuroo sighs softly, running a hand through his hair.

"You don't have to lie, Suzuki-chan. I kind of picked up on the hints myself… this is about what we did in the shower, isn't it?" Kuroo asks and I meet his gaze, slowly nodding. Pain seems to flash through his eyes as he casts his gaze down, grimacing. "Oh. I see. If you regret it, I understand. You can just pretend it didn't happen, I won't tell anyone." He mumbles, sounding a bit crestfallen though I grab his hand, shaking my head furiously. "No! No, I don't regret it- I never regretted anything with you, I just- I… I'm worried that you don't care about it… that you will just… forget about it." I admit, Kuroo's eyes find mine as he seems shocked. "Come again?" He asks, taking both my hands as I blow out a breath. "I don't regret what we did, Kuroo-Senpai. I'm just scared that you don't care like I do… I know it's silly…" I mumble, though he suddenly scoops me into his arms, holding tightly. "No, no! I don't think it's silly at all, kitten. I remember every moment of it, I can't stop thinking of it in fact. I would never take that for granted, you chose me and I'll always treasure that memory." Kuroo says and my heart squeezes with joy, tears of happiness gathering in my eyes.

"I-I'm so happy! Me too, Kuroo-Senpai!" I cry as I let out a happy sob, wrapping my arms tightly around him as I feel something wet drop onto my shoulder. He sniffs softly and I quickly pull back, seeing his eyes clouded with tears. "Eh?! Kuroo-Senpai, you're crying?! Why?" I ask, quickly wiping away his tears as he chuckles, seeming relieved. "I'm just… so happy and relieved. I thought you regretted doing that with me, there were so many signs." Kuroo says, making me furrow my brows. "Signs?" I ask as he sits back, holding me on his lap. "Well, first off there was that panic attack that you had." Kuroo says, searching my eyes as I open my lips in an 'o'. "That was actually the first time I got to settle down since the incident. I haven't told my mom or brother that the man is back yet and I panicked thinking of how badly they'd take it. It had nothing to do with what we did." I admit, itching the back of my neck shyly as Kuroo sighs. "Then you pulled Nen away from me when he first visited." Kuroo says, making me giggle softly. "He went straight to you without saying hello to the others who came to see him, that was rude." I explain, Kuroo nodding as he smiles up at me.

"Ah… I see, I'm glad it was just a misunderstanding." Kuroo says, pulling me into his arms once again as we share a tight hug. I hug him back, my mind finally feeling at peace knowing he valued the experience just as much as I did. "You know, you're so cute… I can't help but feel happy that you were worried about that, though it hurt seeing you so upset about it." Kuroo whispers softly, running his fingers through my hair. "I thought you would tease me relentlessly if I asked you…" I admit quietly, though he shakes his head. "No, I would never tease you for that, kitten. It's important to you, so it's important to me. I may love seeing you frustrated, but I don't enjoy seeing you hurting or upset. I will take a tiny bit of satisfaction knowing that you worried about it so much, but I won't tease you for it." He says, making me giggle as he gently kisses my forehead. "You better head back and eat some breakfast. I'm sure Aima's worried about you." Kuroo says, gently ruffling my hair as I nod, rubbing the tears from my eyes. "Thank you, Kuroo-Senpai." I say, smiling down at him as he shakes his head. "For what? You don't need to thank me." He says and I shrug, heading to the cafeteria.

I spot Kozu sitting in the cafeteria playing on his Switch, so I sit down beside him and hug him tightly, burying my head into his shoulder. "Hey, what's up? Wanna go somewhere private?" Kozu asks, seeming concerned as I laugh softly, shaking my head. "No, I worked it out. I just wanted to hug you." I admit and his arms wrap around me, patting my back lightly. "Oh, I'm glad it worked out." He says and I pull back, offering him a smile before taking his Switch. "Come on, let's eat!" I chime and he clicks his tongue, reaching for his Switch. "Say Ah~" I chime, holding up a bite of rice as he sighs, taking a bite. I giggle, setting his Switch to the side as we start eating together, occasionally feeding him a bite of my food. He seems happy enough, though he does end up taking his Switch back and I feed him while he plays. "Jeez Kozu-kun, I swear I'll have to feed you like this all the time." I laugh softly and he smiles, taking the bite I offer him without taking his eyes off his Switch. "I wouldn't mind that." He says and I roll my eyes, poking his nose. "Well, would you eat it on your own if I cooked you something?" I ask, gathering another bite for him, surprised to find him staring at me.

"I'd prefer if you fed it to me, but if it's you're cooking then I'd eat it regardless." Kozu says, making me smile as I offer him the bite. "Well, I'm glad to hear it, but I can't exactly send a bento your way every day." I laugh as he takes the bite, nodding his head though he looks disappointed. "Maybe I can make you a pie? I can send it and you can eat it over a few days." I hum, though Kozu's face lights up as he looks at me curiously. "Apple pie?" He asks, seeming genuinely interested as I smile at him. "If you promise to eat it all, sure, I'll make one and send it to you." I say and he smiles at me, nodding his head as I offer him another bite. "Last one, then I'll let you run free." I laugh and he takes the bite, though he sticks around as I finish my food. "Oi! Come on, let's go! I want to get a headstart on the dances!" Aima says excitedly, pulling me up as I grab my tray. "Okay, okay! Jeez, let me put my tray away." I say, putting my tray away before Aima brings me to the gym, getting us started on our practice. We dance through all the cheerleading routines, making sure we have it down to a T, stopping to do our cool down stretches when camp practice is almost over.

I pant for air, going over to my water bottle and taking a long drink as I glance over to the Karasuno boys. I choke on the water seeing them do a ridiculous dance, making me spit out my water as I start laughing. "Oh my god- what is that?!? That is so- Oh my gosh, Aima, look!" I laugh, pointing over to the boys as she glances, starting to laugh with me. "We are so adding that! It's exactly what we were missing!" Aima laughs, gesturing all of us over as we copy the goofy dance move, laughing even harder. "Yes! Oh my gosh, come on, let's run through it once, we'll add this in for the second score we couldn't figure out!" I say, Aima and Misaki both get in position, running through our personal cheer for the boys, adding the new move in. "Yes! Perfect!" I cheer, smiling widely at Aima and Misaki as they high five, rushing over to me. "Ah? Wait, you're going too-" I squeal as they tackle me to the ground, all of us laughing before we begin to run through our stretches. I glanced over to see who Karasuno was playing, seeing that they were in a match against Fukurodani. Tobio, Kei and Asahi jumped to block Bokuto, who was jumping up to spike the ball, hitting an insane inner spike.

"Holy cow! Nice one Bokuto-Senpai!" I cheer, clapping at him as he puffs out his chest, beaming with pride as he shoots me a thumbs up. "Better not underestimate Karasuno, though!" I cheer, smiling widely at the Karasuno team as they all seem a little more motivated. We finish our stretches a bit early so run to take a shower before helping the managers set up the BBQ, the cheer team making the rice balls. "So, are you ever going to tell me what it was like?" Aima asks and I roll my eyes, setting my finished rice ball to the side. "I don't like to kiss and tell like you do, Aima. I'd like to keep my private life as private as it can get." I say and she clicks her tongue, pouting as she forms her rice ball. "But… It was nice. I liked it." I admit, seeing her face curl into a small smile, grinning at me. "You told me it was mind blowing!" Misaki laughs, Aima's jaw dropping as she looks between me and Misaki. "You told Misaki about it?" Aima protests, setting her rice ball down and crossing her arms. "I mean, I didn't go into detail. It's not like I could explain it if I wanted to." I say, gathering another serving of rice and beginning to form my next riceball, putting the plum in the middle.

"What do you mean? How did it feel? Was he slow and sweet? Was he fast and hard? How did he act? Girl, you explain kisses and you barely understand them, you can't tell me you can't explain that!" Aima protests and I laugh softly, putting on the seaweed and setting the rice ball to the side. "I still don't want to go into detail with you anyway, Aima. God knows what you'll do if you find out." I say, gathering another handful of rice and forming it. "Find out what?" Kuroo asks and I peek over my shoulder, raising an eyebrow at him. "She won't tell me how it was between you two!" Aima protests and I shove my handful of rice into her mouth, glaring at her. "For the love of god, drop it!" I sigh, grabbing another handful of rice as Kuroo laughs. "Oh, that. Yeah, that was fucking… I can't talk about it, or else I'll sweep you away." Kuroo chuckles and I feel my cheeks burn, beginning to form another rice ball. "Talk about what?" Bokuto chimes, making me jump as I look over and see Bokuto has appeared beside Kuroo. "Suzuki-chan is making rice balls, I'm trying to keep track of which ones are hers so I can eat them all." Kuroo easily covers, grinning down at me and winking.

"Actually-" Aima says, having finished the rice I shoved in her mouth. "Hey Aima, I've been good right? If you drop it forever, I'll wear that, you can take all the pictures you want, you can do my makeup and I'll pose all pretty, no fight." I chime sweetly and she gasps happily, pretending to zip her lips and throw the key like a baseball. I laugh as she grabs a handful of rice, humming as she begins to shape it. "Eh? What was that about?" Bokuto asks and I smile at him, offering him the rice ball I had just finished making. "Bokuto-Senpai, your spike earlier was really nice!" I say and he puffs up proudly, taking the rice ball. "Yeah! I felt like I could do 20 of them thanks to your advice, teddy bear!" Bokuto says, Akaashi appearing behind him as I grab another scoop of rice. "Oh? You guys are making the rice balls?" Akaashi asks and I notice the rest of the boys filing out, meat being placed on the grills. "Yeah, stay away from Aima's, she puts too much plum in hers." I say, grinning over at Aima as she clicks her tongue and glares at me. "Yeah, we can't all make perfectly balanced foods like you do, Miss Wifey Material." Aima grumbles, shoving a plum in her rice ball.

"Pretty sure the rice ball is all you, Aima. Though Kimiko is top quality wifey material." Misaki says, making me laugh as I take a bit of plum and shove it in my rice ball. "Okay, okay I get it. You both wish you could marry me so I can cook and clean for you, plus the obvious prize- Nen. I can't marry both of you, though." I hum, Aima pointing the rice spatula to Misaki, raising an eyebrow. "Try me, Misaki, nothing is coming between me and my sweet Nen." Aima says menacingly, though Misaki lifts up her forming stick. "On garde." She challenges, making me laugh as the two of them begin to joust. "Okay, if you're going to just goof off, go on and eat real quick. We already have a good amount of rice balls, I should be able to keep up, but you better get back here before I need to go beast mode." I say and the two dash off, leaving behind the utensils. "Are you sure you'll be able to keep up with all these boys?" Kuroo asks as I roll up my sleeves, beginning to work quicker. "Without those two bothering me I'll manage. You go on ahead, I'll wait for them to come back before I eat." I say, though he snags two of my rice balls before grabbing Bokuto and dragging him away.

I can't help but laugh as Akaashi grabs a plate, grabbing a few of my rice balls. "Thank you for the food." He says, patting my head as I smile at him as he follows Kuroo and Bokuto. "Enjoy!" I chime, focusing back on keeping rice balls flowing. Boys steadily flow over and I pass out rice balls, making sure to ask if they want extra plum in case they'd want Aima's rice balls. It was buzzing with excitement and happy boys, making it all the more peaceful as I kept busy. Sooner or later Aima and Misaki come back, shooing me off as I grab a plate. Since everyone had already formed their groups I didn't really have anyone to join. I notice Yachi seeming stiff surrounded by a few boys, so I head over. "Yachi-Chan! Have you eaten yet?" I ask, sliding past the boys and offering her a smile as she looks surprised to see me. "Oh, Suzuki-chan." She mumbles, blinking at me and seeming less stiff. "I just got done helping make rice balls, would you mind if I join you?" I ask, giving her a sweet smile as tears form in her eyes. "Yes please!" she says, bowing to me as I laugh softly. "Come on, let's go eat!" I say, guiding her to the grill, helping her make her plate.

"Etto, Suzuki-chan, aren't you scared being surrounded by all these huge guys?" Yachi asks and I hum, grabbing her a nice piece of meat and setting it on her plate. "Well, if you think about it, isn't it kind of like being surrounded by the Karasuno boys? I think it's kind of peaceful, everyone is having fun enjoying themselves, eating to their heart's content." I say, though Yachi seems to fidget uncomfortably. "But we don't know any of these boys, and they're all so big! I feel like if I'm not careful I'll get trampled over!" Yachi says and I grab myself a piece of meat, smiling at her. "Well, we do know them! We've been around them for a week now, haven't we? I mean, I suppose I would be scared to be trampled on, but it's not like they're stampeding. Everyone is just enjoying themselves after a long week of hard work." I say, noticing she was eyeing another piece of meat so I grab it for her, putting it on her plate. "But if you're uncomfortable, isn't it important to stick close to people you know you can trust?" I chime, grabbing myself another piece of meat before I step away from the grill, Yachi following me as we find our way to the other girls.

"Someone I trust, huh?" Yachi says as we take a seat, beginning to eat our plates. "I mean, I'll be a manager with you next year, so I hope you'll trust me." I say, though Yachi seems to choke on her bite. I pat her back, helping her clear her airway as she looks at me surprised. "Y-You're going to be a manager next year?" Yachi squeaks and I itch my cheek, offering her a small smile. "I hope so, I mean, the dance club is disbanding next year since there won't be anymore people. Some of the club boys asked me to join, so I'm hoping to join next year." I admit, Yachi slowly nods as she looks down at the ground. "I guess you'll be the main manager then." Yachi says, though I quickly hum and shake my head. "No, I think it should be you, Yachi-chan." I admit, taking a bite of my meat as she seems surprised. "What? Why?" Yachi asks, tilting her head at me as I smile at her. "I wouldn't be a bad main manager, but from what I've heard about you, you'd be a better fit. You take good notes, you're devoted to the team and you've got the smarts to take it on. I'm more of a steady support with the knowledge to help you excel." I say, reaching over and patting her head gently.

"Eh, you don't have to lie and say nice things if you don't want to put in the work, Suzuki-chan! If you don't want to be the main manager, just tell me and I'll do it." Yachi says and I pause, setting my plate in my lap and looking in her eyes. "But Yachi-chan, I wasn't lying. I don't lie about things like this, lying would just cause unnecessary pain and is useless in this situation. I meant what I said, I know you've done a lot for the club and even despite the fact that you're uncomfortable, you're still here supporting the boys. I think that's something you should really be proud of, Yachi-chan, and it's also a reason why I think you'd make a great main manager. Even though you're scared, you're still here supporting the boys. I can cheer from the stands all I want, in my opinion, you should be on the bench." I say completely serious and tears form in her eyes. "W-what? B-but, I said something rude didn't I?! I'm sorry, Suzuki-chan! It really means a lot to me to hear you say that, I'm sorry if I insulted you, it wasn't my intention!" Yachi stutters and sobs, making me laugh softly as I stroke her back. "It's okay Yachi-chan, I know you meant no harm." I say, helping calm her down so we can eat.

"Besides, I think the fact that you spoke up like that is a good thing. You were so open with me, that's something I look forward to when we start working together. I hope you can continue to feel comfortable with me, that way we can truly do our best for the boys." I say and she slowly stops crying, offering me a watery smile. "I'll do my best! Please take care of me!" Yachi chokes out and I reach over and wipe her tears away. "I look forward to working with you! Please take care of me! Come on, let's eat before our food gets cold!" I say, wiping my thumb off before we eat our food. "Hey, Yachi-chan, if it's alright, can we exchange contact info?" I ask, pulling my phone out of my pocket. "Eh?! Y-you want to give me your number? Sure!" Yachi says, pulling out her phone and fumbling with it as she hands it to me. I take her phone, exchanging our information before handing it back. "If you need anything, let me know. If it's alright, I'm going to add you to a group chat with my friends Aima and Misaki, if you ever need anything they'll probably be able to help or get a hold of me for you." I say and she nods enthusiastically, her cheeks pink. "I have to go pack now, see you later!" I chime, throwing my plate away before heading to the gym.

"No!!! I only got to climb you for a week, yet we part again! Ode to sweet misery, why do you take my tree?" Aima cries, clinging desperately to Lev as Misaki just runs a hand over her face. "It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know by the name of Aimabel Lee; and this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me." I say poetically, making Misaki laugh as I stand on my tippy toes, doing a ballet stance. "I was a child and she was a child, in this kingdom by the sea, but we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Aimabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven coveted her and me." I continue somberly, sliding into an arabesque as Misaki laughs even harder. "You're gonna kill me! You really called her Aimabel!" Misaki laughs, slapping her thigh as I settle down, grinning at the two. "Kinda has a ring to it, doesn't it?" I ask, Misaki nodding as she wipes tears from her eyes. "Say goodbye to your friends, Kimiko. I'll grab a crowbar." Misaki says, grinning at Aima. "You'll never take me alive!" Aima protests, though I just laugh at her antics.

Arms wrap around my shoulders, pulling me into a warm embrace. "I'm going to miss you, Teddy Bear!" Bokuto cries into my shoulder, making me laugh as I gently pat his head. "I'll miss you too, Bokuto-Senpai. It'll be okay, we'll see each other again!" I say, turning in his arms and hugging him as he sniffs. "If you'll miss me, then why not just stay?" Bokuto asks, Akaashi pulling him off of me. "She has to go back, Bokuto, her family is waiting for her." Akaashi says, seeming to make Bokuto light up. "Oh yeah! You have to take care of Nen! I'll leave it to you, Teddy Bear!" Bokuto cheers as Akaashi turns to me and seems to hesitate. "I'll miss you too, Akaashi-kun. Take care, alright? I hope to see you soon!" I say, hugging him tightly as he hugs me back. "Of course, someone's got to babysit this Owl." Akaashi says, making me giggle as I pull away, smiling at him. "Would you lend me a hand if I want to borrow you?" I ask and he smiles down at me, ruffling my hair. "I'd gladly help if I'm able to, but Bokuto might insist on joining." Akaashi says and I laugh, turning to Bokuto who was saying goodbye to the team. "That's okay." I say, hugging him once more and taking a deep breath.

"Thanks again, Akaashi-kun. Good luck in your tournaments, I'll be cheering you on." I say, making him chuckle as he pats my back. "What about us?" Kuroo asks and I look over to see him and Kozu waiting beside me. "Well of course I'll cheer Kozu-kun on!" I say, pulling away from Akaashi and hugging Kozu tightly. "I know we'll play against each other, so don't make me cheer for you too much." I whisper and he hugs me back, giving me a light squeeze. "No promises." He chuckles, pulling away before Kuroo tugs me into his arms. "You better cheer for me too." Kuroo says, making me giggle as I hug him. "Hai, hai, I'll do it once just cause you said so." I chime, making him scoff as he lifts my chin to make me look up at him. "I'll make you cheer for me." Kuroo says and I smile up at him, hugging him. "Bakuroo, I just said I would, didn't I?" I laugh and he shakes his head, pulling me into a tight hug. "You're too much." Kuroo chuckles as he buries his head in my shoulder, making me snort. "Welcome to the club, you're too much for me so you can just take my spot, I'm leaving now that you joined." I say with a straight face as I pull away, making Kuroo clutch his stomach as he laughs.

"Okay Karasuno! It's time for us to get on the road!" Daichi calls and I turn back to Misaki, seeing her struggling to pry Aima away from Lev. "Aima, are you going to come or not?" I ask, grabbing my carry on as she pouts. "Nope! I'm staying with my tree!" Aima protests and I sigh, giving her a relieved smile. "I guess I'm getting out of the dress up session since you're staying behind. Thank goodness, I know you'd dress me up so much and make me wear such revealing clothes. Don't get me started on the makeup- or god forbid, the positions." I chime, beginning to walk towards the bus, Aima squealing as she kisses all over Lev's face. "Sorry love! I'll text you, but I need to do this, it's a once in a lifetime thing!" Aima says, grabbing her carry on and dashing towards the bus. "Goodbye everyone, see you next time!" I say, following Aima as Misaki laughs, joining me as we wave bye to everyone. "Goodbye Teddy Bear!" Bokuto says. "Goodbye, Suzuki-chan. If you need me, text me." Akaashi says. "Text me when you get home, see you next time." Kozu says. "Goodbye, Kitten. I'll miss you." Kuroo says. "Good luck on your tournaments!" I call before I climb on the bus.