To Be Or Not To Be?

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"Get some rest before our next match." I congratulated the team, gave them compliments, everything. But Iwa-Chan wasn't happy, whatsoever.

"Crappykawa! Where do you think you're going?" He stormed towards me, angry as always.

"Bathroom? Why? You care to join me?" That didn't make it any better, nor did the smirk. "I-Iwa-Chan, we can work this out! I-I never meant to be late! I'm sorry, it won't happen again!" He never stopped or slowed down at all.

"Why you little-" I saw the end of it.

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"Slowly now, that's it honey. Are you ok?" Mumbles of words were all I could coordinate. "Open your eyes for me, how are you feeling?"

"Captain, answer her questions." But this voice caught me off guard, it was deep and chilling.

"I'm not feeling great." I managed to mumble out some words to answer the so-called lady.

"Oh my. Do you remember what happened to you?" I tried to remember, but...

"All I remember is someone picking me up and putting me on a soft place."

"Oh! That was this nice gentleman here. What's your name dear?"

"Ushijima...Wakatoshi. I brought you here in order to get you better quickly."

'Ushijima, THE Ushijima?' I must've been daydreaming, or even just dreaming. I brought my hand out to grab him or see if I could even grab him, but instead he grabbed it, shook it, and walked off without another word.

"Ok dear, you stay here and re- Honey! You need to rest you can't leave!"

"I need to follow him, he's my only chance!" I probably said it wrong, but oh well, good enough.

"Ushijima! Ushijima wait!" he stopped right in my path, but I was so out of breath I could barely stand.

"What do you want, Captain?"

"It's Oikawa by the way, and stop calling me captain!"

"Sorry. Why did you want me Oikawa?"

"I need you...to tell me...if you feel anything when you look at me?" he stared me down, up and down, up and down. it was continuous and painful to wait. "Hurry up and tell me!"

"I believe I get a feeling you would call...smittening for."

'Is he joking? He has to be! There's no way he smittens for me!' "Are you playing a prank?" I see Ushijima look down at his feet, the ground, and then up to meet my eyes.

"N-no." He whispered. I decided to joke around with him.

"What was that?" I asked him with a smirk forming from cheek to cheek.

"N-no. I'm not joking." He spoke louder, but not loud enough for me to "hear".

"Louder~."

"I'm not joking about it Oikawa!" He yelled so loud, I saw neighbours look out their windows to wonder what the hell's going on over here.

'Oh wow. So he does... smitten for me.' "I-is there a reason for it? Why do you s-smitten for me?"

"Y-You're smart, funny, and o-overall just a... good person." He didn't want to admit, but he did. I can finally tell what the feeling is when I see him. Smittening.