Haikyuu one-shots

Step in time with me: Futakuchi Kenji x Reader

Golden week training camp was supposed to be a time of dedication, improvement, and some fun. It was a time to bring in the new and build again. It was a time for youth to blossom and discover and hone new skills. A time for teams to bond and create a cohesive flow when they play.

And then there was the all too famous dares and antics that the boys would get up to after the training was done for the day. This training camp was no exception. Boys gathered in a circle in a room full of futons and blankets as they began to brainstorm ideas to torment each other. A skittish boy with messy black hair looked on as his team began to think of ways to scare the crap out of each other. The black-haired boy grimaced at the team he was now the captain of, they were a handful.

A large boy with sandy brown hair and brown sideburns began to smile widely at one of the younger volleyball players. He had the perfect scheme to finally put one of his troublesome juniors in his place.

"Futakuchi! I dare you to go get an old dance thing from that haunted studio!" He prodded his brown-haired underclassman. Futakuchi gave the boy a sassy smile. The team's skittish captain raised his hands slightly to try and deescalate the situation.

"Guys, please, we have to rest!"

"And what if I don't, Kamasaki?" Futakuchi ignored his upperclassman and blatantly disrespected his challenger. Kamasaki's eye twitched slightly, but he quickly came back with an answer.

"Oh I get it, you're just a chicken. Scared of an old building" Kamasaki smiled at Futakuchi's upset face.

"I'm not scared!" Futakuchi bit back.

"Guys- Aone help me out here!" Moniwa called to the other middle blocker but found that he was already asleep.

"Prove it!" another first-year called.

Of course, he had to prove he wasn't scared. He wasn't going to let his teammates have that over him, not in a million years.

Futakuchi arrives at the old studio, and the subtle sound of music could be heard from within. His heart began to race as he inspected the studio's exterior. It looks to be one of the older buildings on campus, and it's age unfortunately showed. The steps to the front of it were chipped and worn, and probably used to be a popular studio space.

Futakuchi had until the end of the training camp to find something unique to bring back to his team. He was determined to find the most dazzling treasure in the old building to outdo his senior's test of courage. Kamasaki had stayed a whole hour in a bathroom stall in the middle of the night with all the lights turned off. He remembered seeing how red and swollen the middle blocker's eyes were from crying. He refused to shed a single tear during his test of courage.

The sound of music begins to seep through the cracks of the building again. Futakuchi flinches as he listens to the eerie tune. Why did it have to start playing now?! He took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.

Once inside, he looked around for anything that would be a proper prize to bring back to his team. The space was dusty and had boxes strewn about. The front desk had papers messily stacked next to an old outdated computer, and the lights were dim. He made his way further into the space as he kept a vigilant lookout for his prize. He was hoping for dancing shoes or something of the like. As he made his way further inside, the music became louder and clearer. It sounded like ballroom music that he would hear in movies. It was rhythmic and soothing, almost. Then he heard it, shuffling against the floor like something was being dragged. Futakuchi jumped slightly as he turned to see if the noise was coming from behind him.

Nothing.

After forcing his heart back down into his chest, he hesitantly continued forward and subconsciously followed the music. He rounded a corner in the building to see a light. It was the studio lights turned on all the way, and the music was also coming from the same room. Futakuchi swallowed his fear and quickly turned the corner to see what was there.