Sunaâs always been on the lookout for Kita Shinsukeâs weakness.
Kita knows it. Suna knows he knows it. But the middle blocker insists the steadfast captain has a weakness.
âSunarin yer in fer a real treat today.â
Suna rolls his eyes at the faux-blondeâs haughty tone. âYeah? Whyâs that.â
ââŠâCause.â Atsumu throws an arm over the middler blockerâs shoulder as they walk into the gym. âI heard a rumor that our senpaiâs senpais are in town.â
âSince ya werenât here when they stopped by last yearâŠâ Atsumu pushes off to dramatically walk away. âGuess yer just gonna hafta wait ânâ see.â
Practice is practice and Sunaâs unimpressed with the people who sneak in and wave to the third years.
He mentally questions Atsumuâs sanityânot for the first timeâand goes about whatâs expected of him until break is called.
âOh. My. GOD!â Thereâs a shriek of enthusiasm that grates Sunaâs nerves as the visitors come down. From the corner of his eye he sees you launch yourself into Aranâs arms. âO. Ji. Ro!â
The ace spins you around with a huge smile, hugging you back. âHi!â
When he puts you down you lightly slap his biceps. âLook at you my little not-so-little-anymore wing spiker!â
He grins, playfully guarding himself from anymore of your excited hits. âHey, come on, Iâm the ace now!â
âTop five in the country, I know!â You beam at him untilâ âOMIMI!â
Suna cringes at the pitch of your voice and expects the senior middle blocker to disregard you but he cracks a small smile and accepts your hug one-handedly.
âOh my gosh,â you shake him though he doesnât budge. âLook at all of you!â You turn your sights on the libero next who receives a hug that sends you both spinning, only staying up because of him. âMygodd Iâve missed you all so much.â
Akagi keeps an arm wrapped around your waist as a voice separates the crowd.
âItâs nice to see you senpai.â
âKita,â you grin keeping an arm over Akagiâs shoulder, âI heard you made captain this year. Congratulations.â
âThank you very much.â He bows his head. âBut weâre in the middle of practice,â he scans you and the other alumni mingling among his team. âPerhaps we could properly catch up after.â
Sunaâs about to tune out the rest of this conversation until he sees the smallest shift in your eyes. Youâre still grinning but thereâs a flicker of something darker as you say âIâm not surprised you run a tight ship. We donât mind waiting, after all we donât want to hurt your chances at making nationals.â
You return to the stand quietly talking with the others and Suna gently bumps Atsumu on their way back to the court. âSo? Who the hell is that?â
Atsumu smirks. âThat was the manager for our captainâs first year.â
After practice the team decides to take the reunion to a cafe but thereâs a glaring absence.
âHe said heâll catch up. You know him,â Aran drops his voice. âHe insists on doing his whole routine.â
Suna turns in time to see you pat Aranâs chest and murmur something that makes the ace sigh.
âIf anyone can break him from his routine, it would be you.â He waves off your smirk and walks on with the group. He catches Suna looking back. âYou good?â
âI think I left my phone in my locker.â He makes a point of patting his pockets and cursing under his breath. âIâll meet you guys at the cafe.â
He doesnât wait for Aran to reply before strolling back to campus.
Youâre already out of sight.
 The gymâs dark when Suna slips inside but thereâs a sliver of light from one of the equipment closets.
Like a shadow Suna crosses the courts and silently sidles up to the door getting as close as he dares.
âYouâre doing well.â Your voice is friendly but Suna can still here that hint of something more. âIâve heard through the granny-grapevine that youâve become quite popular this year. Been getting a lot of confessions.â
âItâs all a matter of perspective.â
Suna leans closer, trying to peek through the crack and see what the two of you are doing. Youâre absentmindedly tracing shelves while Kita wipes down volleyballs.
âArenât you going to ask me about uni?â Your voice drops and you slowly walk behind him, eyes following every subtle movement while he keeps his eyes on his work. âCome on Shin, donât be like thisâŠâ You walk around the ball cart to face him. âDonât ignore me.â
âIâm not ignoring you. Iâm just not interested in catching up.â
âReally?â You circle the ball cart. âSo you havenât missed me?âÂ
He keeps his eyes down methodically wiping.
âHavenât wondered anything about where Iâve beenâŠâ Youâre watching him closely, fingers trailing the edge of the cart. ââŠWhat Iâve been doing?âŠâ
âNo,â he answers simply and Suna wonders if this is a lost cause, too; if youâre just like everything else that canât get under the captainâs skin.
âSo youâre not upset with me, then?â Youâre approaching him again. âYouâre completely indifferent to me being hereââ
âYouâre the one who left!â
Suna freezes, eyes bulging at the sharp snap of his captainâs voice.
You pause as Kita finally looks up, his normally calm features creased in frustration.
âStop playing games,â he says forcefully and frowns. âYou left and never looked back.â
Slowly exhaling through your nostrils your eyes trace the details of his face. âA rice farm.â
Kita looks as confused as Suna feels.
âIs that still your plan after graduation?â you ask. âTo own a rice farm?â
âYouâŠrememberâŠâ Kitaâs brow dips incredulously and you sigh in frustration.
âAgricultural Business Development.â You slowly start closing the small distance between the two of you again. âThatâs the major I chose, ShinâŠâ
Suna can see understanding spread through his captain.
âI always planned to come home to youâŠâ you murmur. Youâre stalking toward him and Kita starts to back up, step-for-step, and when he bumps into a shelf you cage him in.
âIâm sorry Iâve left you for so longâŠbut youâve been waiting for me right, Shin?âŠâ Kitaâs eyes flutter closed as you lightly touch his hair and whisper ââŠmy good boy?â