Up There (Hinata x Reader)

°Chapter 1°

~~~~~
You were 12 at the time. You had just finished practice when a man had walked up to you.

"Excuse me, but could I talk to you for a moment?"

You didn't know him, so you were wary. Looking over at your coach, you saw the aggressive nod she was giving you.

You turned back to the man, who was clad in a suit, and nodded slightly.

He pulled you over to the corner of the gym and looked down at your small form.

"We would like for you to join the (C) National Volleyball Team for the 2020 Olympics in Japan and for longer afterwards." His deep voice was even more startling up close.

Reaching into the inside pocket if his black suit, he pulled out a small stiff piece of paper, placing it in your hand.

He was calm, you, on the other hand, were going to be bouncing off the walls as soon as he exited the large doors of the gym.

"Please contact me as so-"

"Yes." You mumbled.

"Pardon I didn't hear y-"

"Yes, I said yes. I'll join the national team."

You looked him straight in the eye and didn't move from your position, making up your shaky and nervous reply.

The large man looked into your large (E/C) eyes.

"Then welcome to the team (F/N) (L/N). I expect a call by 12 tonight."

And with that he walked out of the gym, slamming the heavy metal doors behind him.

Unlike your previous thoughts about jumping and celebrating, you just stood there. Your brain was processing what just happened.

Your teamates noticed your distress and ran up to you, wrapping your body tightly within way to many pairs of arms.

"Guys, I-I can't breath," you were wheezing.

Needless to say, they let you go and gave you a verbal celebration instead.

~~

11:56

Your parents were still discussing.

11:57

Still trying to say yes or no.

11:58

Well they where sending their child to another city to be an Olympian, any parent would have their doubts.

11:59

"JUST CHOOSE ALREADY!!"

They looked at you stunned, but nodded.

You finally hit the call button.

It rang a few times, once, then twice, once it got to the third ring you were beginning to get nervous.

You looked at the name and number on the card you held in your hand, then at the clock on the wall.

3

2

1

12:00

"Hello?"

"Mr. Paul! You picked up! I thought I missed the deadline!"

"Well, you called before 12:00am so it's alright. So I presume you came up with your final decision?"

"You bet I did Mr. Paul!"

"I see the little libero is excited. I guess good news, am I right?"

"You bet you are Mr.Paul.

*Pause for dramatic affect*

I'm joining the national team."

~~~~~

WOOOOOOP!!!!