Y/n's POV

"Y/n I'm surprised to see you and your group here," Oikawa said in slightly seductive tone. It was off from his normal 'cute uwu' voice.

"Oikawa, I'm surprised you're talking to me when all those girls on the bleachers are waiting for you," I said in a fake tone. We were in a hallway by changing rooms for teams. A small tournament with good schools.

To be honest Oikawa and I had one date. I didn't see our relationship being anything more than a topic for people to discuss, so I told him I didn't want anything more than a friendship.

He took that news better than I thought. At first he acted like everything was cool but then he started hitting on me again.

"Trust me Y/n you are the only one I want to talk to," he said and came closer. He put a hand on my waist and moved even closer. He leaned down a little so his face was just by my ear. "Trust me," he said and gave my waist a squeeze.

I put a hand on his and my other hand in his chest to push him away. I shook my head and walked off.

What was I doing there in the first place? I was in a small cheerleading squad for Aoba Johsai. Yes, short skirts and crop tops.

I found my team and we started stretching together. About half an hour later Oikawa came into our room. "We're playing in five minutes," he informed us and checked out my body quickly.

I rolled my eyes and watched him leave.

"Wow Y/n I don't get how you can't love him," a girl on the team told me. A few others agreed.

We quickly put face paint in Aoba Johsai's colors on our faces and ran out to cheer them on.

We jumped up and down and clapped for them. The starters walked onto the court and took their places.

We moved to the sidelines and cheered for them.

"Wha- they have cheerleaders!??" A voiced yelled. I turned my head to see a player on the other team pointing at us. He had a shaved head and was shaking at us. Another guy, a libero, joined him in pointing at us.

A silver haired boy walked behind them and smacked their heads. "Get into your positions," he said and glanced over at us.

There were about six girls on our squad.

After doing some chants and watching, I noticed that kid with the shaved head, #5, was in the front now. The setter hit the ball and that #10 swung but only hit air.

I realized the ball went to #5 and he spiked it. No receives. Kurasino had scored.

"Way to go Tanaka!"#10 said happily. Tanaka...

Kurasino had won the first set. The teams took a short break and so we decided to do a few cheers.

"Gooooo Aobu Johsai!!" We all said happily in unison. Following that we did a small combination of: high kick, pose, turn, wave, turn, repeat. Then we sat down again.

"That was so hot!" We heard Tanaka yell at us. The libero agreed while shouting as well.

The same silver haired guy came behind them and smacked their beards. I smiled at their reaction.

Kurasino was a really good opponent. They had solid sets and spikes, great defense, but their receives weren't the best.

In the end Our team did win and after they lined up we did a few tumbling passes. We cheered for them and gave them congratulatory hugs and high fives.

I went in for a high-five to Oikawa but he intertwined our fingers and pulled me into a hug. I tried to push away but he held me against him.

"Oikawa stop," I said and looked up at him. "You're being embarrassing." I knew that would catch him off guard and it did. He let go of me and went to hug the other cheerleaders in hopes to make me jealous.

I ignored it and went to congratulate the other team.

"Hey, your team is really solid. Good job," I said to the Kurasino coach and a smaller guy beside him.

"Thanks," he said. I could tell he meant it and it wasn't a sore 'thanks.'

I looked to see who I assumed was their team manager, walking closer.

"Hey," I greeted her.

"Hi," she said back.

I know I should go back to my team but they were different from Kurasino and it was a good different.

"You have a really good team," I said to her. She looked up. "Is it.. hard being the only girl around?" This was sure turning awkward. But the coach and the other guy had left.

"It's not bad. These guys are my family. It must be harder for you though. Not to be rude but, wearing short skirts and cropped shirts around guys must get hard sometimes," she said.

"That's not rude at all! But yeah sometimes it can get uncomfortable," I said sheepishly. My attention was interrupted by Tanaka looking at us talking.

"Uh.. your #5 is staring at us..." I informed her. She turned around. He went from hunching and trying to hide to standing up straight and pretending to be interested in the net.

"Tanaka.." she said casually.

"What? I just want her number," he said in a panicked voice.

I let out a small laugh and looked at the gym floor. "Really?" I asked.

He nodded slowly. And Kiyoko looked at me. Not judgmental but as an asking if I was okay for her to leave us. I smiled to her as a yes.

"I mean if that's okay with you," he said and walked over to me. He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Do you have a pen I can write with? I asked. He shook his head. "Oh wait!" He said and ran over to the guy that was by the coach. I watched him ask for a pen and the guy flung one out of his bag panicked.

Tanaka ran back over to me and handed the pen to me. He bent over panting from sprinting.

I grabbed his arm and wrote my name and my number. He watched me write on his skin. When I was done I clicked the pen and handed it back to him.

He stared at his arm where I wrote and smiled.

"Thanks.. Y/n," he said and read my name.

I smiled at him.

"Sure thing Tanaka," I blushed just saying his name. I really hope he texts me.