I got on the basketball team! I should tell Kouji.

"Hey, Kouji!" I exclaimed. He turned around, and smiled.

"Yeah, Izumin?" He asked.

"I'm on the team! We're having the first practice today." I told him.

"That's great!" Kouji smiled.

"How about you, did you get on soccer?" I asked.

"Sure did!" He replied.

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I walked into the gymnasium along with some other players. The gym was bigger than the one in junior high, though. I looked around, and there was a tall-ish male in a black shirt, and green knee shorts talking to two other guys. He had (flowing, fluffy, etc) (h/l) (h/c) hair, and (e/c) eyes that sparkled like the stars; truly the definition of charming.

"Oh, I see the first years are here!" he exclaimed. "Come here!"

We complied, and walked over to sit in a circle.

"I'm (L/n) (Y/n), the team captain, and point guard." (L/n)-san told us in a friendly tone. His voice is just another thing to love about him, it's just perfection. That's all I can say.

"I'm Yamato Yuudai, I'm your vice captain." Yamato-san told us in, contrary to (L/n)-san, a pretty spine chilling tone. "We're in our third years, and over there is Watanabe Saiko, our center. He's also in his third year."

"Hey," Watanabe-san waved at us as he looked away from his phone.

"Saiko, put your phone down. Anyways, we have our lovely second years, Fujimoto Kanji, Saito Hiroyuki and Nishimura Aiko." (L/n)-san smiled."If you need help, don't be scared to reach out to us. Now, what are your names?"

"I'm Miyamoto Benjirou." The kid in front of me told (L/n)-san. The other 4 continued to introduce themselves until it got to me.

"Uh, I'm Yukitaka Izumi, nice to meet you all." I introduced myself.

"Great! Let's have a practice game to see your skill for now. You guys vs us, and the second years." (L/n)-san smiled. I blushed at his warm smile.

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I stole the ball from (L/n)-san, and passed it to Miyamoto. He scored a point, and the whistle blew time over.

"OK, you guys seem pretty on point as of now. Some communication between us would help a lot in matches though, but I understand that you will have to get used to your new teammates." (L/n)-san said to us.

"I expect for you to get used to each other within a month or so." Yamato-san said as he walked away to drink water.

"Sorry, he's a bit of a bitter pill." Saito-san chuckled as he walked away as well.

"Anyways, you guys can go drink some water, relax, just do whatever for a bit, yeah? We're gonna discuss some game strategies." (L/n)-san smiled.

"I have a question, do we have no coach or...?" I asked.

"No, we never had one. Our team is known to just coach ourselves." Watanabe-san answered.

"Oh, alright." I replied as I walked to drink some water.

I looked over at (L/n)-san. He truly is attractive, it's kinda hurtful that he probably sees me as some rookie newbie.

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"Izumin, you OK there, buddy?" Kouji asked.

"N-no, my captain looks so hot." I said as I fell right onto Kouji's shoulder. It was after our practice, and I was dying.

"Oh damn. My captain is sick at home." Kouji laughed.

"I'm not joking, Kouji! I'm serious, he looks amazing!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, OK, OK! Chill, yeah? I'm sure you'll have a chance with him." He said as he patted my back.

"Thank you." I sighed.

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"KOOOOUJIIIIII!" I exclaimed after practice as I ran-limped to Kouji. It's been a few months since Kouji, and I had joined our respective teams, and my feelings for (L/n)-san had grown, but that's not the point. He turned around to face my red face.

"Huh?" He asked.

"I-I touched (L/n)-san..." I trembled.

"What?! You already lost your v-card?!" He asked.

"No, that's not it! I sprained my leg when we were doing shooting practice, and he held me up, and my back was touching his chest, and he carried me to the bench, and sat me down, and he asked if I'm OK, and he gave me a head pat. And better yet, I saw a blush on his face when he carried me to the bench!" I blurted out.

"Oh, haha. Are you OK, though?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine! Oh, by the way, our team is having a practice match against Karasuno next week." I told Kouji.

"That's great. You might see Shouyou." He pointed out.

"Yeah. I hope we win Karasuno, though." I sighed.

"Wait, I have a dare for you!" he exclaimed.

"Oh yeah? Hit me with it." I told him.

"If you win, I dare you to confess to your captain." he told me.

"Are you serious?!"

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"(Y/n)!" I heard the voice of my cousin, Kouji yell in my house.

"What?" I asked as I turned around to face him.

"You know the first year point guard, Yukitaka Izumi?" he asked.

"Hm, Izu-chan? Yeah, of course I do." I said, a familiar tingling feeling in my cheeks.

"Do you like him?" Kouji asked. I blushed a lot when he asked that.

"Uh, yeah. Why?" I asked.

"Well, I heard that you're gonna have a practice match with Karasuno next week, right?"

"Yeah? Why?"

He gave me an evil-ish smirk. "Oh, it's nothing, (Y/n). Nothing at all." He told me as he strolled off, probably back to his house, which was next to mine.

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I passed the ball to Watanabe-san, and he shot the ball giving us the win.

"Yes!" Fujimoto exclaimed.

"Hell yeah!" Nishimura exclaimed.

"C'mon, let's go shake hands." Yuudai told the team.

"Chill, Yuudai." (L/n)-san laughed.

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes.

"Izumin!" I heard Kouji yell. I looked up. "Do it!"

I sighed, knowing there's no escaping from this. "OK." I walked towards (L/n)-san. "Uh, (L/n)-san..."

He turned to face me, and smiled. "Yes, Izu-chan?"

I sighed, and trembled a little. "Uh, I- I-uh, Iloveyou!" I blurted.

"Huh? ... Oh! Oh," he chuckled. "I love you too." He told me as he walked away, signalling me to follow him with his hands. I complied, and he pulled me into the bathroom. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," I answered.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked. I froze, and smiled.

"Sure, I've been dying to kiss you."

He pressed his (chapped, soft, rough, etc) lips onto my slightly dry ones, and we parted for air.

"Hm, well, we better go see Karasuno now."

"O-oh, right!" I flabbergasted as I followed (L/n)-san back to the court.

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