《Here She Goes (Nishinoya x Reader)》Tanaka, Death Waits For No One✔︎
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~Third Person~
"Tanaka, care to tell us where you're parole officers are?" the Karasuno captain asked the kid with the buzz cut as they sat around the breakfast table.
"Mmm, no," he said simply, continuing to stuff his face with food.
"And why not?"
"Because if they stay where they are for like, another three days I might get 1000 yen."
The captain sighed and looked around the table of athletes in hopes that one of them may know where the dynamic duo were, but they all shook their heads.
"Uhm, I may have an idea where they are," Kiyoko interrupted as she walked up to the table with Yachi and Yukie.
"Noooo! Kiyoko please I have to beat tiger head!" Tanaka whined as he pointed across the room to the kid with the mohawk.
"I'm sorry Tanaka but locking your two best friends in a classroom together isn't very sportsman like," the girl huffed as she passed her phone to Daichi who read the messages out loud.
"WIFEYS."
"I NEED HELP."
"BALDY LOCKED ME AND NOYA IN A SPARE CLASSROOM."
"Oh and Yukie, when you see Tanaka tell him Ive already started planning his funeral."
The captain read the messages allowed as Tanaka sulked in his seat across from him.
"Oh yea, Y/N also told me to give you this," Yukie exclaimed as she walked up to the bald kid and slapped the back of his head.
"Damn you Y/N..." he muttered under his breath.
"Alright, let's go get them out," huffed the captain as he slowly rose, grabbing Tanaka on his way out of the room.
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"Keys," Kiyoko said plainly, sticking her hand out as she awaited their delivery from Tanaka.
"Damn you for being so sexy!" he exclaimed, placing a small ring of keys in the girls hand.
"Tanaka, where did you even get the keys to the school?" Daichi asked, raising his eyebrows as the three girls began to try the different sized keys.
"Oh, tiger head swiped them from the janitors closet down the hall," he explained as one of the keys finally fit in the door, unlocking it.
"And that's my cue folks," Tanaka exclaimed once the door was open, taking off down the hall in hopes of being allowed to live a little longer.
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The captain and managers rolled their eyes as they stepped into the room, immediately seeing the pair who were still fast asleep.
The girls head lay gently on his shoulder with his head on top of hers. They now shared a single blanket which was slowly being illuminated by the morning sun streaming through the window.
"Awww, they're so cute," Yukie cooed as she pulled her phone out to snap a quick picture.
"They really are," Kiyoko sighed as she slowly approached the pair, tapping them on the shoulders.
"I've known Y/N since she was young and I don't think she's ever gotten along this well with anyone. He's like her perfect match," Yachi whispered softly as Kiyoko continued to try and wake the pair.
"It's true, they do seem to be perfect for eachother. And I'm not just saying that because they're both little trouble makers," Daichi said with a laugh as the pair finally started to stir.
"Wh-what? KIYOKO! MY SAVIOR!" Y/N exclaimed as she open her eyes to see the absolute GODDESS in front of her.
She leapt forwards and engulfed Kiyoko with a hug which at first, took her by surprise, but soon after she relaxed into it.
"How long have you guys been in here?" Daichi asked as he helped the libero up off the floor.
"Well we were supposed to meet Tanaka in here at midnight, but instead he and someone else locked us in," Noya explained as the girls eyes suddenly widened.
"BALDY. WHERE IS HE?" Y/N exclaimed, eyes lighting up.
"Well we got the keys from him and then he took off down the hallway so he's probably hiding by now," Yukie explained as she pointed out the door.
"Yukie, do you feel like playing hide and go capture?" Y/N asked with a wink.
~Y/N POV~
Alright let's set a few things straight first.
Being locked in a room, along, with Noya all night was not the worst thing.
His body is always warm and his shoulder is actually comfortable to lay on. Oh, and when he sleeps, his mouth hangs open the slightest bit and looks like he has an overbite.
B-but don't get me wrong I'm still pissed off at Tanaka.
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In fact, Yukie and I are currently stalking around the school in search of him. How that loud idiot managed to hide himself for a half hour, I'll never know.
Thankfully the games will be starting soon so he'll have to come out eventually. Right?
"How the hell did he hide himself so well?" Yukie asked as we made our way to the cafeteria after doing our third lap of the school.
"He must be moving his hiding spot," I sighed as we entered the nearly empty room.
"Y/N! YOU'RE ALIVE!" an orange tangerine exclaimed as he got up from his seat next to Kenma and Lev.
"Yea I'm alive but if you see Tanaka tell him his deathbed awaits," I huffed as he followed us to the counter.
"So where were you? And why are you plotting on killing Tanaka?" ginger asked as Yukie and I each snatched a bowl of fruit and some bacon.
"That bald idiot locked Noya and I in the spare classroom all night," I grumbled as he led us over to his table where Kenma was getting increasingly more annoyed with Levs existence.
"No way! He locked you guys in a room?" Lev asked as he started to laugh. I narrowed my eyes at him and nodded.
"Yes, and his punishment shall be death."
"WHERE IS HE?" I screeched as Yukie and I charged into the gym.
It had been about an hour since I had been freed from my cell and I hadn't even bothered to change.
I still wore my baggy black sweatpants and Noya's hoodie, and my messy h/c hair was tied into a loose bun.
"HIDE ME!" I heard my victim squeal across the room where the Karasuno team was warming up.
"BALDY! DEATH WAITS FOR NO ONE!" I yelled as I charged over to them and he began to weave in and out of the group as Noya watched in amazement.
"I CAN'T! KIYOKO HASN'T BLESSED ME WITH A KISS YET!" he exclaimed as he broke free from the crowd and went tearing around the gym.
"WELL WE ALL KNOW THATS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN SO I GUESS THIS LIFE JUST ISN'T WORTH LIVING!" I screamed as almost all the attention was drawn to us.
"YEA! Go lil sis!" Bokuto screamed as we went chasing past the Fukurodani bench.
"ALRIGHT MR CLEAN YOU'RE BOUND TO RUN OUT OF ENERGY EVENTUALLY!" I scolded him as his pace gradually started to slow, and I began to near him.
"THATS NOT WHAT IM AFRAID OF!" he screeched as I reached a hand out and grabbed the back of his jersey, quickly skidding to a halt.
As I did this he stopped in his tracks, leaning forwards and allowing his punishment to come.
"Gotcha bitch," I exclaimed as I let go of the jersey, dropping him to the floor and jumping on top of him.
"Wait wait wait wait wait, before you harvest my toes, just tell me one thing," he gasped as I pinned his arms down and sat on his stomach.
I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to speak, unsure if I wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Did you kiss?"
slap.
I backhanded him right across the face.
"OW!" he screamed as I continued to flick his face with one hand while using the other to pin his hands down.
"OW! You're barely 100 pounds how are you so strong?" he exclaimed, trying to free his hands to shoo me away.
"I'm not Im just angry!" I yelled as two large shadows appeared over me, and I looked up to see Bokuto and Kuroo hovering above us with smirks on their faces.
"Alright, coaches said we have to break this up," Kuroo sighed as he pried my hands off of Tanaka, and Bokuto grabbed my torso and slung me over his shoulder.
"Waitttt, I haven't even scratched him yet," I huffed, pounding my hands on Bokutos back as he carried me away from Tanaka.
"I believe she belongs to you," Bokuto smirked as he put me down on the bench next to Noya, who just stared at me with a smile on his face.
"Remind me to never get on your bad side."
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