[reposted from my AO3] "You know what I need right now?" Iwaizumi says suddenly, staring straight ahead at the gaudy blue and orange pattern of the back of the bus seat. A little bit of hair product? A reminder of how flawless I am? Tooru would usually quip something teasing, but the words feel inappropriate, tasteless on his tongue. "What do you need?" Tooru asks him softly instead, and Iwaizumi turns his head to meet his gaze. "A vacation." AKA: A beach volleyball AU that has probably been done 1000 times but this time featuring gratuitous Japanese geography, teenagers pining a piteous amount, and a lot of sand in places sand shouldn't be.