It's finally Friday...I can't wait for my break...its going to be so peaceful and relaxing...

"NEE-SAN, SAMU KEEPS ON ACCUSING ME OF EATIN' HIS PUDDING"

"BUT YER DID ASSHOLE"

.....yes.....so peaceful and relaxing....

I sighed as my younger brothers argue for the millionth time this morning.

"C'mon boys, argue about this at a later time, you're not going to have enough time to play at this rate... and don't forget yer bento boxes... Samu, if Tsumu doesn't take his lunch, make sure you give it to him instead" I said, looking at the two bickering boys.

Osamu nods in response.

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"CYA NEE-SAN, I LOVE YA"

"Bye Nee-san, love ya"

"Hey Samu, bet ya Nee-san loves me more than you"

"Shut up before I slap you all the way to the other side of Japan"

"YER WANT TO START SOMETHING?!?!"

I cry inside silently, wanting them to leave so I could get some peace and quiet.

"Please just leave...."

After they left, the house was finally a place of peace.

I was glad that the twins wanted to go out early to play volleyball before school.

I fell onto the couch and sighed.

"Finally, some peace and quiet..." I then glanced around until my dark grey eyes added on a bento box, sitting on the kitchen counter.

I sighed again and rubbed my temples trying to relieve the upcoming headache.

"Those little shits..."

I walked into class, in a bad mood.

I sat down at my desk and scanned the classroom.

Haruko and Nina aren't here yet...

I thought, taking out a book to read.

"Good morning, Miya" Kita greeted, noticing my mood.

"Good morning, Kita" I replied with a sigh.

"Did something happen?" he asked, pulling a chair and sitting in front of me.

I put my book down and leaned my right cheek on my hand, explaining what happened this morning.

Kita only chuckled and pat my head in hopes to comfort me.

I noticed the volleyball team but payed no mind to them as I walked towards the blonde twin with his bento box in my hand.

"Tsumu" I called stoically.

"Oh Nee-san, hey!!" he waved, oblivious to my mood, practically skipping towards me.

I sighed and flicked his forehead with as much force I could muster, a solid "TWACK" being heard by the members as they flinched.

"OW" he cried, his hands rubbing his forehead.

It was all silent until Osamu bursted out laughing his ass off.

"What was that for, Nee-san?!?!" the blonde screeched, looking at me with tears in his eyes.

I would normally feel bad..but ever since that 32nd fight in the span of 2 minutes this morning..I don't feel such a thing...

I looked at him before raising his bento box up to his face, brows raised.

Realisation swept across Atsumu's face as he took the bento box from me and hugged it.

"So THIS is where it went~" he cheered.

"It didn't go anywhere, yer shit, yer left it at home...again" I deadpanned.

I turned to the younger twin, as he visibly gulped while avoiding my gaze.

So he knows...that little shit...

"I assume you know what yer did wrong, Samu" I called out, my dark grey orbs staring into his soul

"H-hai, I-I'm sorry" he stuttered out.

I paused, still staring at him.

"I'll see both of you at home" I finished walking away.

Haruko and I sat on the rooftop, eating our lunch.

"Yer know apparently there's a training camp in Tokyo we're invited to" Haruko mentioned.

"I've heard, you excited?" I asked, noticing her hazel eyes light up.

"Yea, I haven't seen my cousin in a while" she murmured.

"I see, it's good that yer seeing each other again...oh have yer seen Nina anywhere? I haven't seen her this morning" I wondered, thinking where the happy virus went.

"Hm...I was wondering why it was so peaceful..."

"As you all probably have heard, we've been invited to a training camp in Tokyo for a week" coach Fujiwara announced.

"This is a good opportunity for us to train for the tournaments and maybe even Nationals, so work hard and lets do our best"

"Hai!!!"

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"I'll see ya tomorrow, Hana" Haruko called out.

I nodded in response and waved, going back to my own practice in the now empty gym.

I continued to practice my serves on my own, oblivious to the person that walked into the gym and sat on the benches.

I think I've got it...I hope this works, I've been working on this for months...

I bounced the ball and completed my serving routine, holding the ball out in front of me.

I pictured the arena, the school band, my teammates and the atmosphere.

I breathed out and tossed the ball up and began to run up.

I swung my arms back and jumped, the ball came down as my hand came in contact with the ball.

I watched the ball as it flew to the other side of the court, appearing like it was going to land out, until it curved and landed in, last minute.

I...did it...it curved...

"Yes!!" I cheered, elated at my achievement, jumping around excited.

I heard clapping and footsteps coming closer to me.

I turned to meet familiar brown eyes.

"K-Kita?" I stuttered, embarrassed.

"That was very impressive, Miya" he acknowledged, smiling proudly.

"Thank you, have yer finished practice?"

"I have, I just noticed that the girl's gym was lit up and found yer practicing" Kita explained.

"I see, lets go home after I clean the gym"

Kita nodded in reply and helped me clean up before I locked up.

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"The girls were invited to a training camp in Tokyo, we're expecting to go next week" I told him.

"I see, I won't be seeing yer around then" he said, almost sadly.

"Yer make it sound like I'm never returning" I laughed, nudging his shoulder with mine.

"It's just a shame that yer leaving me to deal with the twins alone" Kita sighed out, already feeling a headache forming.

"Oh yea...good luck with them, they're probably going to cause chaos the second I leave Hyōgo" I laughed.

As I said that, we arrived at the front of my house.

"See ya soon, Kita" I waved with my usual smile.

"I'll see yer soon, Miya and go easy on them" he replied, waving back as he walked to the direction of his home.

I breathed out before I went inside.

I walked to the kitchen, grabbing something to eat but saw the twins sitting on the couch together in silence, like they were waiting for something.

I sighed and walked in front of them.

They avoided my gaze and looked onto the floor.

They must've actually felt bad...

I thought, pausing before placing my hands on their heads and patting them.

They looked up in surprise but accepted the affection either way.

"I know yer can't help it but...try to at least control yer volume, be good while I'm gone ok? I'll see yer soon" I advised softly, pecking their foreheads before walking into my room.

"I think I'm going to cry..."

"What? Why?"

"I dunno but I just feel like it..."

"Yer such a wimp"

"Shut up..."