Completely Rewriting the Plot of Tenipuri, Part 2

[volleygenius]

Kiddo seems to think he's free to leave after the vice-captain's dismissal from practice. This is his next lesson. Socializing is the last thing he wants to do if his face is any indication, and that's really too bad for him. Marui lassos an arm loosely around his neck and grins devilishly at his sputtering wet cat reception to the contact.

"What? Don't look so put off. Jackal's treating us to burgers and shakes."

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[bloodshotdye]

"Practice is done for the day," Jackal said mildly.

"No, no, I beat as many of the senpai as I could my first day," Akaya said, pseudo-generously. "Isn't it my duty as a senpai to extend the same courtesy to my cute little kouhai?"

"Not unless you can spell it," Jackal muttered.

"I wanna go right now," Akaya added, but Jackal shoved his tray at him before he could finish.

"Go throw out the trash and order us some milkshakes," he ordered, handing over his wallet and trusting the prospect of dessert to change the subject.

Akaya huffed, but: "Fine. But you gotta come too, first year. I don't know your order an' I'm not carrying everything alone."

[koshimae]

That sounded like an opportunity to Echizen. Kirihara-senpai was clearly on board with the challenge. They just needed an escape plan.

"I don't mind," he says as he slips out of his seat, collects the trash from his side of the table, and follows slightly behind the second year to the end of the line after a detour to the bin.

"Hey," he says quietly, once he thinks the other two are out of earshot. "How're we getting away from the upperclassmen?"

[bloodshotdye]

"No way of knowing when fukubuchou an' Yanagi-san will actually leave the courts tonight, so we gotta start before morning practice tomorrow," Akaya said blithely. "Anyway, we won't get away from Marui-san and Jackal-san until they leave us at our doors at this rate."

He held a fist out.

"So if you're not gonna be there in the morning, tell me now."

He really doesn't want to get up that early.

[koshimae]

Wait for morning or find a different court, one. That wouldn't solve the problem of Marui and Kuwahara, though. Echizen isn't sure why all of these upperclassmen are such an obstacle to their playing a match. It also doesn't occur to him that perhaps he should find out why they're all such an obstacle to their playing a match before conspiring to circumvent them.

He scowls in frustration, because he'd really rather just do this now. But if this is the only option, so be it. He's not backing down.

Wordlessly, he outstretches his fist and touches it against Kirihara's. Game on.