~Y/N POV~

"Seijoh is...making a substitution?" Shimada asked as we looked down to Aoba Johsais bench. The score was currently 24-23, meaning Karasuno was at match point.

Standing at the side line was the bumble bastard from earlier, number 16.

"Is he not subbing in for the server?" I asked, noting that he'd switched with their number 13 who was in the front line.

"It doesn't look like it," Takinoue sighed as he eyed the boy up and down. Seijoh served the ball which was received by Daichi, and set up so Tanaka could hit it.

It rebounded off the block onto Seijohs side, and was once again set up. However, it appeared as though Oikawa set the ball for their number 12, but out of nowhere, number 16 just rushed in.

He knocked over his own teammate, and swung at it full force. It crashed down onto Karasuno's side, moving to fast for even Noya to react to it.

Everyone went silent as the boy landed, waiting on the call from the lines person. He hesitated for a moment before lifting the flag, signalling that it was out.

"It's out?" everyone gasped in unison, not entirely sure what to make of the situation.

"We did it! We took the first set from Seijoh!" I heard Suga exclaim as we all started celebrating.

"We took the first set!" Yachi exclaimed, pumping her fist in the air.

"Yea! Alright!" Shimada cheered as Seiko and I clapped wildly.

"Come on guys, take the second one too!" Takinoue exclaimed happily as the teams walked off the court, getting ready to switch sides.

"Oh look! Seijohs going after that guy!" I exclaimed as their number four knocked the guy in the head, and the others started yelling at him. I could tell the guy was getting pissed but, he must've had some reason for stealing that ball. Right? RIGHT?

"THAT WAS REALLY DANGEROUS!" number four yelled at the boy as Oikawa watched with huge eyes.

"HAHAH, Mr. Captain doesn't have control anymore!" I cackled as Seiko slapped me on the back.

"Aw man, that kid is something else!" she sighed as the teams drew into their huddles.

"Woahhhh, bumble bastard is in the starting line up now," I gasped once the teams went back onto the courts.

"Bumble bastard?" Shimada asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. That's the nickname Tanaka, Noya and I have given to number sixteen here," I said nonchalantly as I pointed to the boy.

"Anyways, it looks like Asahi's up to serve," Takinoue pointed out as we watched man bun step up to the line.

"YEA, GO ASAHI!" I cheered as he threw the ball up, and hit it so hard it went flying out the back of the court.

"Aw, no! And the guy with the arm ripping serve is up next!" Yachi gasped Oikawa stepped up to the line.

"Ugh, his very presence pisses me off," I grumbled as he too, missed the serve.

"Thank goodness. He missed," Shimada sighed as the set continued.

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"It's that number 16 again! That's his third point in a row!" Takinoue exclaimed as bumble bastard got yet another kill against Karasuno.

"Curse him and his fluffy stripes," I mumbled, resting my chin on the railing with my arms dangling over the side.

"There we go, cut them off!" Seiko exclaimed as Seijoh missed a serve, finally giving us a chance to get back some points.

"Here he goes again," Yachi whimpered as number 16 ran up to spike, a triple wall of blockers standing before him. For whatever reason, he did a full swing at the block, getting completely stuffed.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY WOULD YOU HIT THAT?" one of Seijohs coaches screamed as a huge scowl appeared on 16's face.

"A spike doesn't feel good if it doesn't crush someone!" he yelled back as I burst out laughing.

"Oh man! Suddenly I like this kid!" I sighed, watching as the teams reset themselves.

"Yea! Nice receive Noya!" I cheered as he received a spike from Seijoh, passing it perfectly up to Kageyama. Kageyama set Tanaka who hit the ball over, unfortunately having the ball received.

"Woah! It's that shot he hits from the side!" Seiko gasped as bumble bastard ran up to the net from the side.

Earlier on in the match, number 16 hit a crazy strong cross court shot, right in front of the blockers. It was incredibly powerful, but we just assumed it was a fluke.

"No way-" I paused as he hit the ball straight into the net, not even letting the blockers touch it.

"Whew, we finally caught a break," Shimada sighed as he let his breath go.

"We're saved," Seiko added as she relaxed her body which had tensed up when he ran in to hit.

"He was up against a three person block, and used a hard hit. That doesn't come without consequences," Shimada thought out loud as the next play started.

Number 16 slammed the ball down from the right side, but not using his weird sideways approach. Instead, he did it normally, and hit the ball down near Noya who unfortunately shanked the pass.

"Good try Noya!" I called as he scowled and sent a glare to 16.

"Hey, he's up to serve!" Yachi exclaimed as 16 moved to the back row, taking a deep breath and throwing the ball up.

"So we shouldn't see the crazy cut for a while!" I said happily as he served the ball, almost using as much force as Oikawa.

"It's out!" Daichi yelled as the ball went whizzing over their heads, landing multiple feet past the a

serve line.

"It's anybody's game," Takinoue sighed as the game progressed, the score currently tied at 9 all.

"Their number 16 gets a lot of points, but he also makes a lot of mistakes," Shimada sighed, clearly in thought about this weapon of a human.

"Hey, their putting Sugawara in, but not for Kageyama," Takinoue peered down to the court where Suga stood next to the bench.

"So, Sugawaras subbing in for someone?" Yachi asked as she eyed the grey haired boy.

"This is a very tactical approach," Shimada sighed.

"Don't use big stupid words like that," Seiko sighed as Sugawara subbed in for Tsukkishima who was up to serve.

"Uh, aren't you in college?" Takinoue asked slyly.

"Yes because she's awesome!" I said happily, swing my arm around her shoulder.

"Anyways, as I was saying, this is a very tactical player substitution. In the last match, they only subbed him in as a last resort. But now they're probably subbing him to try and snag the win," Shimada explained as Suga stood at the back of the court, ball in hand as he prepped for his serve.

"You see that!" Takinoue exclaimed as he served the ball in the front section of the court, forcing 16 to dive forwards to get it.

"At this rate, number 16 will be late to attack!" Shimada gasped as Oikawa rushed to the ball.

As if he'd heard what Shimada had said, Oikawa set his left side hitter since number 16 was still on the ground recovering. The hit was easily picked up by Suga, and quickly sent to Hinata in one of his legendary quick attacks.

"Aw yeah!" I cheered as he hit the ball against onion head, sending it flying off the court.

"A side out!" Shimada cheered as Suga got the ball, once again serving at their number 16.

This again forced Oikawa to set the left side player, who hit the ball across the court and into Daichi's possession.

"Woah, what?" I gasped as Kageyama and Suga switched positions so that Suga was setting, and Kageyama was now available for offence.

To my surprise, Kageyama eagerly rushed in for the ball, hitting a clean line shot off a set from Suga.

"Woohoo! Nice one Kageyama!" I cheered as the team let out a wild scream, and Hinata forced himself into complimenting Kageyama's hit.

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"Guys look! Their putting Tadashi in!" I exclaimed as Tadashi stood at the side line with Hinata.

"Ready..." the boys at the bench asked, "go out their and get a point!" they cheered, standing with their hands on each other's shoulders as they lifted their legs and pointed at Tadashi.

I just know Noya was behind this.

"Hah, they look like cheerleaders!" Seiko exclaimed as the boys cheered to Tadashi, who thankfully didn't look as nervous.

"Or ballerinas," I snickered, pulling out my phone and swiping to the picture I'd taken and edited at camp of them doing the same pose.

"Aw man! Send that to me!" Seiko exclaimed as she looked at the picture, zooming in on their tutus.

"Alright Tadashi!" Yachi cheered as he stepped up to the line, holding the ball in both hands.

He took a deep breath, carefully tossing the ball up and taking a few skip steps towards it. He jumped up, keeping his arm steady and forcing the ball forwards, keeping it from spinning in the air.

I held my breath as it sailed over the net, looking like it might be out. That was until, at the very last moment it shifted, falling down right on top of the line as Seijohs libero and 16 watched in horror.

The whistle blew and the lines person pointed his flag inwards, making the entire gym erupt into applause.