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part 3 - the first practice

( Akaashi's pov )

it was about ten minutes later when I finally made my way out of the changing rooms in my kit.

I stepped out of the doorway into the gym with my head down looking towards the floor, as I walked forward, distracted, I noticed myself accidentally walking into something.
Gazing up i noticed the toscany yellow eyes lock with mine.

'oh hi akaashi, youre ready' he said as a dopey smile grew across his face.
'oh my god bokuto im so sorry I didnt see you there' I rambled on trying to spit out my words.
'its okay akaashi' his cheeks now dusted with a shade of pink to go along with his sweet smile.

suddenly he turned as he was shouted to the other side of the court.
Bokuto had already been on the team for a while as he was a year older than me so had joined when he first enrolled in the school, so knew his fellow team mates quite well.
there wasn't many new people at this first team meet, just me, akio - a boy in one of my classes - and some other boys id seen in the hallways. I didnt know them too well either but i didnt talk to many people so that made sense

a / n before I continue

hi so basically if there are any names that you don't recognise from haikyuu in this story then it's because I've added them in myself as this au doesn't take place at fukurodani meaning the team and school will consist of other characters (other than bokuto, akaashi and possibly some other characters from the actual show / manga but im not sure yet)

also im sorry about that being pretty badly worded I accidentally deleted the second half of this chapter and im fairly frustrated about it.. n e ways,, enjoy the rest of the story! :)

at that moment, I heard the team captain, yuki, call us over to where him and bokuto-san stood, it turned out bokuto-san was actually vice-captain of the team. I tried to blend into the tall group of boys as well as possible but as always, I stood out due to everyone else being null in colour, but for once, I wasn't the only one.

as I stood towards the back of the group, I could see his two amber, owl-like eyes observing when he suddenly opened his mouth and began to holler about how our meets would work and the basic rules of the club.

Finally we were all dismissed to just begin getting used to the gym and seeing who worked together, although, after bokuto-san's lecture we only had around 20 minutes left. Everyone went to gather with the people they knew best leaving me stood there alone, yet again.

Slowly I dragged myself towards the large pile of volley balls and picked one out for myself to practice with. I just stood on the right-hand side of the net and began to set the ball and went to retrieve it after every shot. as I made my way back to where id been setting from for something like the 7th time I heard a voice bellow my name as strong footsteps grew closer to me.

'akaashi!'

I turned to see bokuto-san running towards me with that iconic smile plastered across his face once again. There goes that odd, warm feeling in my stomach for the second time today, what was this?

'akaashi, youre a setter!?' he exclaimed in what seemed to be excitement.

'oh, uhm yeah' I replied, probably a little too quietly, as I grimed, why did I feel so nervous around hm?

'that's perfect! can you set a few for me?' he questioned as his head tilted to the side like a confused puppy.

I looked up to meet his eyes once again, there was only a few inches difference in our height but in that moment it felt as if he towered over me. I could feel the blood rushing too my cheeks once more. shit, again? really?

i nodded my head breaking the eye contact as he ran to the other side of the court and i began to set a few for him. i watched in ore as he sharply spiked each toss.

'akaashi! would you look at that, we're perfect for eachother!' he exclaimed as he chuckled to himself.

there was something about those words, 'we're perfect for eachother' that made the feeling within me intensify greatly. i had to work out what this new feeling was as soon as possible before it got the better of me.