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MANGA SPOILERS
The small sounds of our feet while we pranced over the edge of love and loss, our blindfolded minds attempting of breaking free.
From a school hallway to a plane, to a different cultural world. If they were be freed...
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3 hours in.
Only three hours! This was becoming painful.
Bokuto was sleeping with Akaashi in the bunk bed above the driver's seat, and Kuroo covered the small entrance to another bunk bed in front of the seats on the side, so he could be alone with Kenma. I was laying down in a bunk bed, the curtain covering me and Tendou who was in the bunk bed under me.
"Psst!" He started, but I choose to ignore him as I was texting Kageyama and Hinata. "Psst!!" He said louder. "PSST!" He finally almost yelled earning my attention. "What tendou!" I complained looking over from the top bunk bed. He opened his arms, signaling me to come to cuddle.
We aren't even dating. I sighed, jumping down from my bunk bed and climbed into his arms. "Why do you do this, " I mumbled into his shoulder as he snaked his arms around me to hold me. "It makes me feel like I have a chance." He mumbled back, playing with my hair. I didn't respond, knowing I was still stuck.
"I'm thinking about it, ok?" I smiled and closed my eyes. He nodded and kissed my forehead, drifting to sleep.
Another three hours.
"Finally," I shouted as I jumped off the bus, this time with my shoes. The house looked bigger, and the porch was huge. It looked like we would have a party here.
Yaku unlocked the door and walked in. But to our surprise, there were people inside. "Hinata! Kageyama! What the hell are you doing-" I yelled. "Woah chibi-chans here!" Kuroo said walking in, smirking as he heard Kenma's footsteps behind him gather it's pace.
"Nice to see you, uncle, " Hinata smiled as Akaashi patted his head and Bokuto hugged all four, which included Kageyama. Kuroo walked over to Tsukshima and Yamaguchi. "How'd you guys get here?"
"We took a plane," Tsukishima said without emotion, perhaps rather blunt. "We wanted to surprise you guys." Yamaguchi grinned happily. Kuroo looked at him in awe, knowing the exact reasons why Tsukishima chose him.
"You're all staying here too?" I asked, letting my bags lean on me. They nodded.
The room sharing: Tendou and Yaku. Kageyama and Hinata. Kenma and Kuroo. Akaashi and Bokuto. Tsukishima and Yamaguchi.
I had a room to myself again and dashed up the stairs to my room. Like before, it was wide and had a comfortable bed and lights everywhere and a big carpet. They always knew what kind of rooms I liked.
"Shit! Y/n get dressed we've got a show!" I choked on the lollipop I was sucking. "Excuse me?! I thought it was tomorrow!" I yelled at Yaku throwing off my hoodie and slamming my luggage open. "Me too! But apparently not!" He said running out to the bathroom, followed by a scream that sounded like Bokuto's.
I threw anything on and ran out the door to our bus. Jumping on I sat in the passenger's seat. Yaku climbed on and sat in the drivers. Everyone ran out of the building, nearly leaving the door open. They ran in, taking their seats and some even standing. Tsukishima and the others were on too.
As soon as the door to the bus closed, Yaku immediately stepped on the pedal and drove as fast as possible down the small road to our show. Bokuto went on his phone and started going live, for the laughs.
He pointed his phone to Kuroo who was grabbing onto the bunk beds, Kenma on a bunk bed, or at least trying to climb on. Akaashi was sipping coffee on a seat, somehow calmly. Tendou was in the back also sipping his coffee, knowing something like this would happen.
Tsukishima opened the closet and slammed it closed as he held Yamaguchi inside, protecting him. Hinata was crying and Kageyama looked dead.
Everyone at the show started screaming as I almost went flying from the passenger seat to the back of the bus because my seat belt wasn't in yet. "YAKU CALM DOWN!" Kuroo screamed, almost crying. "WE GOTTA GET THERE-" He made a huge turn, almost driving off the road and onto the sidewalk. Everyone slide across the bus to the other side. Akaashi's coffee almost flew onto Kuroo who was clinging onto the beds.
Bokuto's phone went flying, landing in Tendou's hand, the coffee in the other. "Oh, hi." He winked at the phone, all of their fans realizing how attractive Tendou was. I cried out as my finger jammed into the car door.
My finger recovered, but the horrors of Yaku driving were not.
We got there and immediately ran in. Everyone helped us into our outfits and got us ready. They took about five minutes making us remember our songs, and then pushed us onto the stage.
The crowd screamed as Kuroo slid across it, not purposely but he tried making it look good. Bokuto slid across with him, and immediately got up and ran to the middle of the stage. Akaashi waved and Kenma came onto the stage with his switch by accident, which Yaku managed to grab from backstage.
We start off singing, but something catches my eyes that almost made me trip on my words.
A chocolate haired man, with chocolate eyes.
Who carried dozens of memories and emotions.
Stared right back at me.
I fell backward but Kenma made me snap back into reality.
I grinned, choosing to give my best performance and ignore everything around me.
"Call me in the morning to apologize."
I screamed into my mic with Bokuto and Kuroo.
"Every little lie gives me butterflies,"
For him, it felt like venom was dripping from my singing.
"Something in the way you're looking through my eyes."
I opened my eyes again and face him and the crowd. Despite the poison in my voice, it sounded happy and professional to everyone else.
"Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive."
They screamed, and I stood in the middle again after doing a backflip from the back to the front.
"Fight so dirty, but you love so sweet!"
Oikawa ran a hand through his hair, as Bunko jumped up and down cheering at our singing.
"Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth!"
I grinned wider.
"Late night devil, put your hands on me!"
I felt so free at the moment, and yet so chained up.
"And never, never, never ever let go!"
I screamed out, hitting those high notes. Even my team was surprised.
We continued singing, as I put so much more effort into my dances feeling motivation.
My motivation was contagious, as the band started dancing effortlessly and it seemed like it made everyone get stuck in a trance.