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  (Name) was awestruck with her fellow first years and Soekawa. The massive imposing building was almost too much for the little rabbit as she looked over at the second years. Satori couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at (Name)’s expression. She was too cute. There was also a hushed laugh from (S/name) as well.
  “We were just like that,” The libero pats Taichi’s back and heads in. (Name) stood in awe for a few more seconds before slowly following the other first years. Taichi was comforting, but Shirabu was a different story. She really didn’t know him, even if he was Taichi’s roommate. Shirabu tended to spend more time in the library or locked on his side of the dorm away from Taichi. Whenever (Name) visited, he would get pissy and lock himself away or head out. He hadn’t fully gotten himself acquainted with the team, even if he went to nationals with them.
    (Name) didn’t have time to be in a daze, however, as (S/Name) called to her quickly
    “(Name)-chan, we have a lot to prepare while the boys warm up to go through the mountains. We should get started.” (Name) shook her head slightly to shake the hypnotic state she was in before nodding and jogging in behind her beloved senior.
  Lots of work went into preparing light meals so that the boys wouldn’t feel sluggish for their practice match. (S/Name) monitored over everything to make sure it was just right.
  “So they have a practice match today? That means I get to sit on the bench too, right?” (Name) asks her senior.
  “Yup! I’m gonna try and teach you as much as I can while you’re on the bench though, that is if Coach doesn’t prod me for my opinion on things”
  “You sure know a lot about volleyball, huh Senpai?” (S/Name) nods as she taps a spoon against the edge of a pot. Suddenly the second years slide into the doorway, and Satori immediately goes over and embraces (Name).
  “(Name)-chan! I’m back!” He coos as she begins to giggle at his touch. He rubs his face into her cheek. Semi sneers slightly.
  “Will you quit that, Satori? We came in here to help.” (Name) and Satori turned their head towards the setter and stuck their tongues out in a childish manner to show their disapproval of Semi’s scolding. The setter only sighs as he looks over to Ushijima. The tall, broad ace was solely focused on (S/Name). He sighs and sweats while Ohira and Hayato pat his back. Things were tough for the second momma.
  “Do you need help?” Ushijima asks as he holds out his hands slightly. (S/Name) sighed. She apparently had gotten more used to Ushijima being like this
  “Wakatoshi, we’ve got it, but if you really want to help…” she trailed off as she noticed Shirabu in the doorway. (Name) had noticed him too, but he seemed peeved. “Oh! Shirabu-kun! We’ll have everything out in a minute!” (S/Name) chimed. The second years seemed soothed by her voice. She was Momma one after all. (Name) noticed Shirabu click his tongue before heading to the dining area. She could tell his anger building, and she could feel something was about to snap.
  She was right. Shirabu ended up exploding on her precious senior when she was only trying to be helpful.
  “Would you just leave me alone already!” he aggressively bit, silencing the room in the process. (Name) widened her eyes. She had never seen anyone treat her senior that way “You’re just the manager! So leave me alone! What do you know!?” She felt a rage build in her, but she was also scared. “Why do you care!?”
  Why was her senior being silent? (Name) knew her senior could tell him off at that moment, and make a fool of him.
  But maybe that’s why she didn’t. A pained smile slightly crosses her face.
  “You’re right.” she says in a soft tone, perhaps in an attempt to calm him “I am just the manager. I will leave you be then.” she then lifts herself from the table she was at with Shirabu and walks over to the second years. She grips Semi’s shoulder and shoves him down back into his chair. She whispers for them to stop glaring, and then goes to leave the dining hall. (Name) could feel herself getting grumpy.
  “(S/Name)-chan, could you begin preparing for the practice match while you’re up? The other team should be here in about an hour.” the old demon coach called to (S/Name). (Name) looked over at her senior as she nodded, bowed and headed out. (Name) quickly followed so that she could be of use.

  “We’re going up against a college team (Name)-chan, so this is going to be a lot tougher on the boys.” (S/Name) says as she placed an ice bag against a wall.
  “(S/Name)-senpai…” (Name) whispered as she placed down a first aid kit.
  “You’re about to ask why I didn’t tell off Shirabu-kun, aren’t you?” (Name) looks up at her senior and blinks “I have my reasons. Shirabu is a tough case, and I need to handle it my way.” (Name) furrowed her brow as she became slightly grumpy at her senior. “(Name), I’m going to pull myself back a little from prep set up. Wakatoshi will probably be upset, but I need you to fill the hole I leave.” (Name) looks up at her senior. “As much as you don’t like it, one day I will graduate and leave the position of head manager to you, this is a good chance to get a taste for it.” (S/name) smiles over at (Name). “I can already tell you’ll be a good one.” it truly dawned on (Name) at that moment that (S/Name) will leave her, just like she did in middle school, but this time she’s leaving something much larger than what she did before.
  “I’ll… I’ll do my best!” (Name) proclaimed “I promise!” (S/Name) smiles as she preps the area where the boys would be putting their things.

  Once both teams were in the gym, (Name) cracked down and began doing double what she would normally do. She had been observing (S/Name) for a while, but actually doing what (S/Name) did was still a bit wobbly. She did her best to lift her team’s spirits, but she found herself avoiding Shirabu. Taichi and Satori also watched her interactions with the setter closely. (Name) could feel her senior’s pain as she pulled herself back, and she could also feel how it upset Ushijima. When the game started, (S/Name) continued to only watch as her team played. (Name) was amazed by how high level the college boys seemed to be. Their read blocks were advanced, and they constantly kept the ball from being simply spiked down on their side of the court. They moved well, and it seemed to fluster Shirabu.
    “Thoughts?” Washijo prompted (Name)’s senior, and (Name) began taking mental notes.
  “The first thing that’s going to get to them is the pressure. When you go up against someone that seems perfect, it gets to your head.” (Name) blinked some before looking back out at an increasingly panicked Shirabu. (Name) tilted her head, but she soon realized that part of her job in the future would be to look after not just the health of her team, but the emotional state as well.
  “You won’t be able to bring him down gently eh?” The old voice grumbles. (S/Name) shakes her head in a grave manner.
(Name) began observing closer and began thinking about how Shirabu’s hands moved along with where the blocker was. She began to think about the court as a whole instead of just looking on from one side. It became 3 dimensional instead of a 2-dimensional show of athleticism. Washijo noticed (Name)’s enrapturement in the game but soon turned his attention to his Golden Manager.
  “The strong blocks, the constant one touches, the excellent use of dumps and the almost flawless receives, not to mention the setter with a cool head and textbook form.” (Name) watches as Ushijima is slightly hesitant but refuses to let the ball drop. “This won’t end well, A setter is the brain of the court. Mixed with the Ace’s muscles and the Libero’s heart, they create a healthy body. If one isn’t working, then the entire system fails.”
  ‘A body…’ (Name) processes the analogy and begins to think of the court as such. Things began to make more sense. She finally understood the graveness of the situation as the other team’s immune system began to kick into action.
    “Shirabu…” (S/Name) drags her gaze down. Ushijima’s spike is sent straight into the ground of Shiratorizawa’s court. (Name) continued to stare with a blank expression as she begins to process how it happened. She needed more information.
  ‘(S/Name) said it was a buildup against Shirabu-kun that caused that…’ (Name) thought to herself as she noticed Shirabu’s shaking fingers as he’s switched out. He knew what went wrong too.
  “Shirabu,” Washijo called to the first year. (Name) noticed and watched as Shirabu jogged over. (S/Name) seemed anxious and looked away, but (Name) watched as it happened. Washijo had taken his hand and smacked the boy across his face. (Name) could feel her heart clench, even if she was still upset at the boy for disrespecting (S/Name). The other coach had raised his hand towards Shirabu to see if he could comfort the boy after Washijo’s aggressive display. (Name) could only wonder if the older coach had smacked him not just because of his flustered state, but because of his outburst at her senior.
  ‘He deserved it.’ (Name) thought as she pouted slightly.
  Even if Shirabu had snapped at her, (S/Name) continued to give him sympathetic looks and motherly vibes, much to (Name)’s chagrin. She didn’t believe he deserved them. Tears were slightly forming in his eyes.
  “Sit outside the gym and really think about how you screwed up that toss. Got it? I don’t want you coming back in here for the rest of the game.” Washijo commanded. Both managers watch as Shirabu, visibly upset from Washijo’s orders, jogs out of the gym. (S/Name) wasted no time and acted.
  “(Name)-chan, do you have this?” (Name) looks at (S/Name) with a slightly surprised look, but knew how the motherly manager could get.
  “I think so? Are you going with him? He doesn’t exactly like you…” (Name) pouted slightly as her senior makes a few motions to a very excited Soekawa. He seemed happy to be using the language. (S/Name) then grabs a few things before turning to her junior.
  “It doesn’t matter if he likes it. No one likes medicine, but we all need it.” (S/Name) replies. “I’ll be there for any of our members, regardless if they want me or not, and right now he’s the one who needs me the most.” (Name) was slightly taken aback as she saw the golden mother eagle fly out of the gym, leaving the bitter little rabbit. (Name) turned back to the game and takes in more information.
  ‘Maybe it’s who she is as a person, but I wouldn’t have been able to forgive him…’ she watches Tendou make a guess block in retaliation of the lost point, slamming it down. He excitedly looks over to (Name), but he noticed her intense stare. She was taking in everything she possibly could. Taichi noticed it too. She was thinking, but not just any thinking, she was intensely focused as well. She was learning.
  When (S/Name) came back, she didn’t have her jacket. She was more chatty with the team as well. She apparently told Soekawa to inform the others that they are not to be aggressive towards Shirabu at all or face consequences. It confused (Name). (S/name) could feel (Name)’s eyes on her.
    “(Name)-chan, I need to ask you a favor.” (Name) lifted her head from the game to look at her pristine senior. “I need you to utilize that gift you have. I need you to utilize your observative behaviors, and I need you to provide tough love mixed with your sweetness.” (S/Name) looks over and smiles “I need you to be grumpy. I need you to be grumpy when Shirabu gets abrasive, and I need you to be sweet when he gets flustered and upset.”
  “GEH?!” (Name) exclaims.
  “I know, I’m asking you to look after Shirabu when you’re the head manager. I’ll give you more instructions on others when they become relevant, but let’s face it, Taichi’s easy to take care of.” (S/Name) looked out at the court again. “I know you can do it.” (Name) blinks several times before realizing what (S/Name) needed her to do. (S/Name) was drafted into the role of mom. She was aggressive with the second-years when needed, and would probably punish the underclassmen when they were getting out of line too, but only after establishing a good link with them. (Name) needed to be something different. She needed to be stubborn with them, but also sweet. She needed to be the sister.
“Okay. I’ll do that.”

  After the game, Shirabu had returned (S/Name)’s jacket and silently thanked her. She nodded before taking the ice box and heading back to her and (Name)’s shared room. Shirabu was looking down as if he was in thought.
    “She help?” Ushijima took this as his chance to approach the setter. Shirabu’s head shot up and looked at the powerful volleyball player. Most of the rest of the team cleared out except for the second years, Shirabu, and (Name). (Name)’s face held tight to a pout. Satori thought it was adorable, but he was slightly freaking out and trying to guess what was wrong. Ushijima continued speaking to the setter as he walked slightly closer “You asked her in the dining area why she cared and what did she know. You also told her she was just a manager.” Ushijima tilted his head forward “I can answer the questions, and disprove the statements you made”
  “I’m listening, Ushijima-senpai,” Shirabu states as he shows respect to the ace.
  “Here, how about we all sit down?” Ohira suggested as he motions to the center of the now empty court.
  Once seated, (Name)’s pouty stare never left Shirabu. He glared back slightly, as he was uncomfortable with how she stared. Whenever Satori would talk to her though, she would give him her cheery face before continuing to pout at Shirabu.
  ‘She’s like an annoying little sister…’ He thought before ignoring her and turning his attention to Ushijima.
  “Ushijima-senpai, can I start?” The second-years all turn their attention to the tiny manager. Satori was surprised with (Name)’s sudden boldness, but he took a guess and thought that it had to do with her speaking about her senior. She always became braver when speaking of (S/Name)
  “If you wish (Name)-san.” Shirabu noticed his respect for (Name) and decided to listen.
  “You’re an absolute idiot if you haven’t figured out that caring is just a personality trait for (S/Name)-senpai you Doofus.” (Name) pouted and the second-years were taken aback by her aggression. “She actually wants to see you do well because she just does care. Asking her why she cares is like asking your mom why she loves you, IDIOT!”
  “Ah… is that why you’re pouting (Name)-chan?” Satori asks. Ohira placed a hand on her shoulder and attempts to soothe her
  “(Name)-chan, I think that’s enough…” Yamagata side eyes a surprised Shirabu
  “Congrats, you’ve unlocked (Name)-san’s grumpy mode…” After her grumpy mode showed up at regional finals, Satori, Taichi, and (S/Name) informed the rest of the second-years (Name)’s emotional tendencies.
  “People can care for you without having an ulterior motive, you dummy!” (Name) shouts again, but after that last shout, she calmed down and took a deep breath before her face returned to normal and her voice became sweet again. “Thank you Ushijima-senpai.” he let out a quick hum and nodded at her. He seemed to agree with what she had said. Shirabu took notice as he stared wide-eyed at the girl he had thought was a timid rabbit. (Name) had done her job by establishing that contact with him.
  The rest of the talk was back and forth between the second-years as they continued to explain (Name)’s precious senior. (Name) would occasionally chime in, but just to add a detail or two. Shirabu was slowly becoming more and more horrified with each word they said. He was coming to terms with just how wrong he was when he snapped at (S/Name). After the talk, he thanked them and quickly walked out of the gym. Satori leaned into (name) and rubbed his face against her cheek
  “You were really brave (Name)-chan!” He comments as Ohira nodded at their timid and sometimes anxious manager.
  “(S/Name)-senpai wanted me to become a certain type of manager, much like she’s the motherly one.” Semi tilted his head at her. “She wanted me to be stubborn with Shirabu when he’s stubborn, and comforting when he’s emotional. She’s training me to be a good head manager when she graduates.” (Name) said in a serious tone. The second-years smile, of course, she would be thinking of the future of the team way before she needed to be.

  Once the party disperses, (Name) was left alone with Satori again. (Name) and Satori were relaxing in the room Satori was sharing with Eita as they unwound from the day they had.
  “Man, there was a lot of drama today…” Satori sighed as he rested his head on (Name)’s shoulder. Her back was against his chest as he rested against a wall. His arms were wrapped around her waist. She was reading a manga she brought with her. Satori had already read it, so he was skimming it with her.
  “Yeah… I hope (S/Name) was able to establish a good bond with Shirabu-kun…”
  “You got really mad at him, I was surprised!”
  “He was being stupid.” Satori smiled at the childish remark.
  “You’re too cute (Name)-chan! Hey! Can I give you a kiss?” (Name) jumped up and turned to face the redhead with a flaming face and wide eyes.
  “H-Huh!?”
  “You’ve given me kisses! I want to give you one!” He said in a cheerful tone. (Name) didn’t know if she could handle a kiss from him.
  But she wanted one.
  “I-I-I” She stuttered, sending Satori into an infatuation fit. He was in love.
  He lifted himself off the floor and away from the wall he was leaning against with (Name), he then carefully brought himself closer as to not cause the rabbit to flee.
  “I’ll only kiss you though if you promise it’s okay.” (Name) heard that word and suddenly calmed down. He wanted to make a promise. She pressed her lips together as she stared out into nothing. He came closer to her and touched her arm. Her gaze shot up to his. She then took a deep breath and allowed herself to be embraced by him.
  “I promise... it’s okay to kiss me.” her heart raced. His was in no better state. She didn’t specify the terms of the kiss, so he could kiss her however he liked. He could kiss her on the cheek or forehead, but he was dying to finally get a kiss from her lips. The urge was too strong, and he impulsively went for it even if he had no idea what he was doing. Once his lips came to hers, it was over. The sweetness of her intimate touch was intoxicating and addicting. His body froze up as she awkwardly leaned into the kiss. She had no idea what she was doing either, but the feeling from it was exciting and nerve-wracking. She felt herself drop the manga she was reading as she wrapped her arms around his back. She had given her first kiss to him, and he seemed to cherish it. Each passing second made their faces steam more.
  Satori shook slightly as (Name) pulled away. Without her supporting his body, he felt like he was going to fall over. (Name) looked up slowly at Satori before realizing what had just happened and turning completely red and covering her face. Satori’s mind was completely empty as he stared at her.
  Eventually, it became too much and (Name) ran out of the room covering her face and a giddy smile. She ended up running past Semi and Ohira, who were coming to tell Satori that the bath was now open for them to use.
  “Satori? Everything okay in here?” Ohira questions before peeking his head in with Semi. Satori had fallen on the floor with a completely reddened face. He twitched slightly as bliss had fully enveloped his face. Semi and Ohira had a questioning look on their face before walking in and beginning to poke him
  “Satori.” his roommate called to him “Come on, man,” he poked him again.
  “He seems incapacitated,” Ohira mentions as he moves one of Satori’s stiff arms slightly
  “(Name)-chan must have done something. Last time I saw him like this is when we first met her in that ice cream place we got (S/Name) ice cream from. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and he was unresponsive the entire time back. I think we just gotta wait for him to recover.” Semi states as he begins poking Satori’s forehead.
  “... then why are you still poking him?”
  “Eh because it’s fun. Payback for the bastard screwing with me so often.”