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~ kiss on the back expresses confirmation/solace/affection ~

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"Okay, the next topic is-" The spectacled boy with freckled face rummaged lazily in the pile of papers. "Our volleyball team." Finally he took out a little bit crumpled piece of paper and stared at it while he munched loudly his chewing gum. "Somebody for it?" He scanned three girls in front of him through his thick glasses.

One hand shot in the air immediately. "Me! Me! Me!"

Another two girls giggled. "She's quite lively, isn't she?"

"Yeah, (Name)-chan loves volleyball."

"Rather say she loves our captain." Another dose of irritating giggles was delivered to (Name)'s ears.

"It's not like that!" (Name) rose abruptly from her chair. Fists tightly pressed to her hips. "We are the staff from our school's newspapers. Karasuno newspaper team!" She spoke with so much enthusiasm that she had to raise her voice a bit. "What's the hottest topic? Of course our boys volleyball team! Come on guys!" In the heat of passion, (Name) grabbed the poor boy's collar. "They beated Shiratorizawa! Damn! Ushiwaka was defeated!" (Name) turned her attention to the girls, those were staring at her in disbelief. "Girls! Our boys defeated Shiratorizawa and we have to find out everything about them now-"

"Like what?"

"Like what?" (Name) staredt at the boy. "Well, something like, how they did it? Was it hard? Was it exhaustive? What is their goal now? What kind of strategy-"

"What kind of girls they like?" Another annoying giggle.

(Name) turned her head sharply. "That's private question." Her brows furrowed.

"Sweetheart." One of the girls rose from her chair and placed her tiny hand on (Name)'s shoulder. "We are the newspaper. We ask private questions."

"Bu-but..." (Name) felt her face started to heat. "That's..."

"Well, if she can't do it-" The boy spoke lazily, but was interrupted immediately.

"No!" (Name) shouted much to everyone's surprise. "I'll do it!" She quickly snatched the paper from the boy's hand and with a long strides she walked to the door.

"(Name)." The spectacled boy stopped her. "Today, please."

"Yes, Kazunari-kun."

"Oh, and (Name)-chan." The giggling monster stopped her once again. "Please, leave Sawamura-kun at the end. You may not be able to handle all of his answers." Both girls erupted into hysteric laugh.

(Name) faked her dry laugh with them for a few seconds then she whispered her, "die, bitch" and banged the door behind her.

...

Deep breath.

(Name) finally reached her destination. She stood meekly in front of gym door. Her hands gripped tightly the notes on her chest, feeling her heart beating like as if she ran the race. She had to do an interview with volleyball players, but this anxiety inside her chest was caused just because of one certain boy. This boy was the only one that make her heart jump in joy just by seeing his mere smile.

Her cheeks slowly began to warm up, all the blood rushed to her face and she was sure that even the slightest thought of him, can put her into the extreme dilema. Her ultimate crush, Sawamura Daichi. (Name) couldn't even put in words how much she liked him. When they were in the crowd, her eyes always noticed his person as first. Even when he was out of her sight, she could always heard his voice as first. She always noticed him as first, everywhere and anytime.

Sawamura Daichi.

His name held the sweetest wording when she let it roll on her tongue. "Sawamura...Daichi." (Name) breathed out his name, quietly with tender tone and the soft smile found its way on her lips. Daichi was right behind this door and she couldn't resist the urge to say his name again while she was alone.

"Sawamura Daichi." The blush on her cheeks appeared again and she held the notes even tightly to her chest. "Sawamura Daichi-kun."

"Yes?"

This very familiar velvet voice echoed in her ears and sowed panic in her own core. (Name) hesitantly turned around to meet his dark brown eyes. The volleyball's captain watched her with puzzled look and something snapped inside her. Before she could control her behaviour, (Name) bowed deeply-probably to hide her flushed face- and shouted her name, grade and position in newspaper club.

And in the heat of the moment, the question left loudly her mouth before she could stop it. "Please Sawamura-kun, let me ask you a few questions after school!" Even though (Name) wanted to ask him politely, this sounded more like a demand. She hated herself in this awkward moment, she avoided captain's stupefied gaze as best as she could.

"Oh...sure." Was his short and direct answer and (Name) thanked all Gods above her that he made it so quick. She ran away faster than a wind and on her way she made a fast call to Kazunari, informed him that she will bring her report tommorow.

...

It started to snowing, but only just a little. Just enough to flutter down over the houses and the streets, just enough to bring stark contrast to Daichi's dark hair, his long eyelashes, to his coat that hid his school uniform and to his thick scarf.

(Name) blinked at him as they walked toward - probably - his house. She'd been surprised when he had agreed to talk with her about the volleyball, but of course, she didn't tell him about the private questions. Not yet. And now, after it was all set and done, (Name) was feeling very stressful, but very curious as to what else she could ask him.

"What is it?" He asked her politely, noticing her staring at him. His eyes didn't give any of his emotions away. She couldn't stop stare at him, she wished to lean in and hook her arm through his. Instead of her imagination she pouted at him, "I'm cold." He sighed.

"We're almost there," he told her, but stopped to take his coat off anyway. A moment later he was draping it over (Name)'s shoulders and she was smiling up at him with eyes he recognized all too well. It was admiration. It was all over her face, made her gaze explode with brilliant light. It made him wary, but his heart felt so warm, yet it started to race at alarming speed.

He turned to walk down the street but her hands pulled at his arm, tugging him back. In Daichi's surprise, he didn't stop the contact and soon found himself directly in front of her, their faces hovering barely centimeters away. This time, his eyes showed her his curiosity. They stared at each other for a long moment, then Daichi whispered a low, slightly unsteady, "What…What is it?"

The volleyball player was too aware of his own feelings towards this girl. He knew she always come to watch their practice, she's always there when they have a match, her eyes never leave his form. His heart always let him know about her presence, either by wild beating when she appeared or anxiously aching every time she walked out of his reach.

Daichi stared at her, as she did the same to him. "Questions." (Name) muttered quietly, puff of white breath faded in the air. "I...I need to ask you the questions."

"O-oh, right." Daichi nodded, but stood still in his place.

(Name)'s brain tried to provide her with the questions she should ask. But deep confusion replaced her sanity. She no longer care about all those trivial matters, like what kind of strategy they will use to defeat their opponents. She no longer care if the match against Shiratorizawa was hard. Even the private question lost all meanings to her when she was so close to him. She drowned in his dark eyes, taking in her mind all the details of his face.

And Daichi stared right back at her, lost in the moment. The snow still lingered on her lashes, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted slightly, making her irresistible in his eyes. He gulped down, the urge to wrap his arms around her shivering form pushed him in to the corner. He couldn't hold back anymore. His feet shuffled closer, numbly.

She gasped lightly and leaned in to nuzzle her nose against his cheek. His eyes slid half closed as he watched her bring her mouth steadily closer to his. When she spoke, (Name)'s voice was light, like a drizzle of syrup. "Can you...can you kiss me?" Her lips gingerly brushed over his and Daichi swallowed thickly.

This is it. His entire world exploded and he felt his cheeks warmed up quickly. Was she playing with him? No, (Name) isn't that kind of a girl. She just unconsciously pushed his barriers and he wondered how far she could get, or better say, how far he would let her go. It did surprise him but it didn't particularly make him angry. He wouldn't ever admit it but he liked this, the way she brought him out of his comfort zone and made him see little slices of the world, which was bright and lovely and colorful. He liked it and he liked her, and having her so close was doing silly things to his reluctant heart.

Daichi had to admit that this was not entirely new to him, of course he dated before, but this situation with (Name) managed to throw him off guard, and he could only stand there stiffly and stare.

(Name) smiled awkwardly, feeling like a total fool, her eyes slid open. She murmured with deep red face. "Sawamura-kun, you're supposed to kiss me, or at least say something." She didn't say anything else but it was enough to put him back in his senses.

His eyes widened and he grabbed her by the shoulders. "Sorry-" He pulled her back slightly, making her heart drop even lower. Daichi backed away from her, his cheeks blossoming with tender pink, the dull awareness was absorbed cruelly into his core and finally he knew what happened when he looked at (Name), the tears poured into her eyes. Daichi panicked.

"No!" He made a step forward, but stoped again, unsure if he's allowed. "I'm sorry, (Surname)-san!"

"No, no." (Name) shooked her head, trying to laugh it off. "Don't apologize, it was my fault." She inconspicuously tried to wipe her eyes. "I said something stupid-"

"I want!" Daichi interrupted her firmly. "I want to kiss you." He was sure that this wasn't the smoothest way to convince her that he like her, but this situation really was new to him. He wanted her to know how much she meant to him, how much he liked her and how much he wanted to kiss her, but when he opened his mouth to speak he was lost again, dragged beneath the current of his own sudden desires and hesitation, struggling with the concept of being so close to her and yet so far. And it was that thought that made him pull away and turned his back at her. His hands desperately found its way into his hair. "I'm sorry. I messed it up."

(Name) laughed a little and went closer to him. She never saw this side of Daichi. It was always hidden away from her, always shrouded by his stiff, yet friendly personality. But today, when it did resurface, (Name) knew she'd have to take it while the chance remained within her grasp. She wanted to know more about him, she wanted to see all the sides of his personality.

Slowly she placed her hands around his form and rested her face against his back. Daichi flinched, unexpecting this sudden touch. "It's okay." Her whisper was calming and deeply fitting in this atmosphere. "let's start again."

He was surprised by the depth of her words. Surprised by the way it clashed and molded with stark need, bordered on impatience. He was surprised but he could do nothing except crave into her like a sky falling down against the earth. He slid his fingers gingerly around her hands and let her press her body against him like her life depended upon it. There was no way he could keep up with her blunt yet so kind personality, but Daichi enjoyed it nonetheless. The feel of her body blazed his own emotions.

Then after what seemed like ages, he finally spoke those words she wanted to hear for a long time. "I like you, (Name)."

He felt her move and then his heart hammered loudly against his chest when she placed a kiss against his back. And then again, and again. "From now on, please take care of me, Sawamura-kun."

Daichi smiled. He wished to turn around and kiss her properly, but there would be other times so for now he will gladly savor this subtle moment. Daichi was content to watch her as she slowly make his life brilliant with her presence. He chuckled and slowly turned around, took her hand into his and pulling her closer to him with a satisfied sigh. "Let's go. We have to do the interview."

(Name) nodded and followed him with radiant smile on her lips.

...

"Useless." Kazunari pushed his glasses up to his nose. He read through (Name)'s notes, then he tossed the paper aside. "There's not any private informations. And why is Sawamura the only one whos been interviewed?"

"Well-" (Name)'s cheeks turned into red shades. She remembered yesterday's interview at Daichi's house...

~He let her take his shirt off. There was little that Daichi could do when she was sitting atop him, making his heart splutter weakly. And when she lowered her lips to kiss a trail over his chest, hovering for a moment over the place where that heart of his was having so much trouble, Daichi could barely even take a breath. He just watched. Watched the way her mouth descended upon a nipple, watched her fingers splay out against his stomach, watched as they closed in on the hemline of his pants...~

"You know," (Name) tried to calm her wild beating heart. "Sawamura-kun isn't the type of a person that will talk freely about his private life. He's the shy type." She smiled sheepishly, unable to throw out the image of Daichi's tempting state from her mind.

"Shy, huh?" Kazunari looked at her suspiciously. Then, try to do better next time."

"Oh," (Name)'s heart skipped a beat, her cheeks heated up fast. "I will."