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Of all the stupid challenges that Shoyo made him do, this was by far the most annoying of them, he didn’t even realise they were doing a “live challenge” until Korai interrupted their argument after practice with his dumb PR assistant recording everything as if they had just discovered gold

“Wait, what?!” he exclaimed, surprised when he suddenly realized that part of the Adlers were surrounding him.

“It’s a challenge, Yamayama-kun!” answered his incredibly annoying best friend, who he was totally going to kill for still claiming to be his best friend.

No, really, what? You want me to have a camera attached to me for an entire week just so you can say I don’t get flirted with? How old are you? Six?!” he yelled, getting more than just frustrated, he was getting flustered.

“Not all day don’t be obnoxious, just the trip from your “house” to here, let’s say… from the station to the training centre?” offered Hinata with an easy smile, as if he was being generous.

“Hinata, you...!”

“Come on, Tobio-kun! Just for a week, we all know we will appreciate the videos, and you can do some PR”

“Yeah, look at the PR assistant holding Hoshiumi’s phone! She’s like Christmas came early! You never do PR anymore” added Romero with a frown.

“That was because you all said that I should do the curry ad and look what it got me!” Tobio yelled. For a second, nobody said anything, until laughter exploded.

“That was the best! I loved it!” someone exclaimed.

“Maaan, yeah! When I’m down, I just look at the second 00:32 when he…”

“OMG! YES! I knew I was not the only heathen who enjoyed his pout!” whisper-yelled Hoshiumi, and soon Tobio realised that there was no way he was going to turn down this challenge.

The PR assistant from the Adlers was not letting the phone down, Hoshiumi was clearly pushing for this and the fact that all his team was supporting Shoyo’s idea told him everything was planned beforehand. He let his hand reach his face trying to hide his frustration but also trying to catch his breath so he could think of something to save this situation.

“Final deal,” he declared with a serious face looking at Hinata. “I will use the stupid camera on one trip that I do every day for a week, but I get to choose from when to where” said Kageyama which resulted in the collective gasp of his team.

“I will accept your terms but only if the trip is not less than a 15-minute commute and you have to consider walking and talking among people” Shoyo said clearly indicating which part was the most important from him. Tobio frowned and inhaled before accepting with only an inclination of his head. Hoshiumi started to yell like the caveman he was.

“Then challenge accepted,” they both said at the same time shaking hands while Romero and Sokolov started making faces to the camera that the PR assistant was holding. After the live was over, Tobio looked at each and every one of his teammates and with his most sincere and serious tone, he said:

“I hate you all”.

Tobio left to the locker room trying not to hear all the whistles and words of encouragement from his teammates and sighed again, this was getting bothersome.

The trip was short, but his shower wasn’t, he was taking a long time cleaning himself just so he could regain some pride, he didn’t realise something was wrong with the “practice” that Hinata came to do, alone, in their training centre, he really thought his best-friend just wanted to hang out and train on his free-day, but sadly it all costed him his privacy.

His privacy!

When he got out of the shower, the locker room was full still of his teammates, all ready to get home but waiting because the PR Manager, Utsushima-san, was there with the camera and a devious smile.

“We’re sorry, Tobio-kun, but you really haven’t cooperated with any of the live shows or challenges, so we had to corner you. With 10 minutes of recording in a crowded street or walking through the mall will do for each day, just, try to talk to some people? Nothing else matters. Here is the camera, you just put it on the jacket or t-shirt, it has a clip and then turn it on. It’s charged and it will last until the next Thursday, so don’t worry about charging it unless you forget to turn it off. I will check it everyday to get the daily clip so we can post it online. Any doubts?”

Tobio has many, but he kept quiet and just shoved the damn camera in the bag and gave the finger to Hoshiumi who just kept laughing loudly in the benches.

“See you tomorrow!”

The market was full of people on a Sunday morning, it was the allotted time for most people who had to do weekly or monthly purchases and Hiromi knew she should be smart about buying only what was on her shopping list, but also within her budget. She couldn’t afford a second month of only cooking for the first two weeks and then go in survival mode.

While perusing the local market, she realised there was a local discount event, at least that was it said the various ads within the street, it supposed it showed with how much people went inside the market trying to reach the vegetable island and cleaning products. Time to be a responsible adult!

She kept her cart nearby and went straight for the vegetables, with luck, she would be able to afford some quality items today and she could always freeze them so it would last an entire month.

“Oh! So sorry, I didn’t realise you were there”. Dark, handsome, tall, dark blue eyes like the time after the Sun was hidden in the sea.

“N-No, don’t worry, my fault. Were you looking for these?” Hiromi asked giving him the lettuce and tomatoes she had painfully retrieved after fifteen minutes of looking from island to island.

“Yes, but those are yours, I wouldn’t take them. I can find my own lettuce!” he was so earnest and serious, trying to look for the right lettuce and tomatoes even though the only left in the shelfs were the more mature ones.

“No, don’t worry, we can always share!” she said happily, trying to not shove the poor guy all her food while, at the same time, trying to smile invitingly.

“Oh, well, in that case, I can share my eggs?” Hiromi quickly realised that those were full price items, but he tried so candidly to offer the premium-coloured eggs that Hiromi knew where not in her budget, the package said clearly from free and happy chickens and she totally knew they were more than brown eggs, they were even blue.

“Sure, you saved me from going to the eggs shelfs, so, do you always come here?” she asked while fumbling with her hair and shyly looking again at the man in front of her.

“Sometimes” nodded the man and proceeded to go to the next island that contained potatoes.

“Oh, lucky me, then! I usually come here on Sundays. My name’s Hiromi, Hiromi Natsu, by the way” Hiromi said hopefully trailing behind the man.

At that, the man before her stopped and looked at her.

“That’s such a nice name, Hiromi-san, are your parents as pretty as you?”

Hiromi blushed and laughed awkwardly as the man before her started to realise what he said and blushed too.

“S-sorry, my friends said I don’t know how to talk to people” he apologised while picking up the red bell peppers and a bag of carrots.

“Don’t worry, I believe than more than that, you’re too honest. I like that kind of people” she answered, smiling warmly at the man. A short island conversation prolonged long enough during the market quest until they both were queueing to pay. Before Hiromi knew it, they were both outside the market and the man, who she didn’t know the name yet, thanked her while he was purchasing.

“You were really kind, Hiromi-san. Hopefully, you will have a nice day today” he declared with a timid smile.

“T-thank you, you too” she waved her hand that had more bags that it should have. When the man walked away, her heart stopped fluttering, and the fluffy feeling in her heart diminished until she could rationalize again.

Her arms hurt, and just looking at all the shit she bought, Hiromi already knew that her bank account was in red numbers.

“Damn those eggs were expensive” she whisper-yelled to herself while checking the bill. “With luck, I will see him again, then I could get his phone number!” Hiromi gave herself another boom and proceeded to go home. There was no way she could afford meat this month.

Well, she will need to take care of her figure, or so she said to herself while cooking that night.

[Viral video: A trip to a market, Kageyama edition] posted on TikTok, see the full version on YouTube.

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When a notification on his phone didn’t stop for five minutes, Kiyoomi frowned and took his phone from the bench. It wasn’t common because he had a special notification configuration and the only time his phone sounded like that was when PR did videos recollecting his best spikes.

There were many notifications of many different apps, but he decided to go to X first, and while the page was loading, the trend of #GiveMeTheEGGS and #Simp4Tobio was on top, and dread washed over him.

Yesterday, Tobio-kun came home more tired than usual, which meant a quiet night, watching some TV and cuddles, he surly said that Hinata and the Adlers trapped him in a challenge that he had to do for a week and today was the first day, Kiyoomi didn’t ask for more information, Tobio seemed really annoyed and Kiyoomi only hummed and added shortly to just go with it.

Now he really didn’t want to know. It was just after lunch, but it wasn’t as if he was training with the team, today was solo-training and he was doing some warming spikes with the help of the assistant coach.

“Sakusa-kun?” asked the man.

“Just, let me check this, it will not take too long” replied indicating his phone. The man nodded and remembered him that he went first to drink water, not just look at his phone. While he drank some, he opened the video that was linked in the Adlers main comment and 15:46:57 minutes later, Kiyoomi was ready to kill somebody, somebody with ginger hair.

His phone ringed and just by looking at the name on it his finger was already answering. Thank God he was alone in the bench.

“Hello” he said giving a long sigh, “Tobio-kun, you didn’t tell me it was that type of challenge” he said not angrily, but a little bit irritated.

“I don’t know why people are reacting like this? Kiyoo-san, how do I turn-off these notifications? Romero, Hoshiumi and Sokolov said they could do it, but then I would have to give them my phone, but I don’t trust them” said the younger one. Kiyoomi felt better just by hearing that but also worried.

“Good riddance, yes, you shouldn’t give them your phone. Just, try to bear with it for now, when we get home, we will go to the notifications together, I don’t want you to accidentally mute the phone and don’t answering my calls” he said mischievously.

“It was only once, Kiyoo!” Sakusa knew for a fact that Tobio was pouting and he laughed a little bit.

“I know, babe, just, don’t touch anything, ok?” something must have heard Tobio because he sighed really long on the speaker, didn’t say anything for a few seconds and then added with more conscious and lower voice:

“Are you mad, Kiyoo?”

“Not with you, no, babe. Just… Bad day” he said, trying to placate him.

“… Ok, don’t overwork yourself, I saw you were stretching your shoulders this morning, it is probably your hypermobility” he worries, Kiyoomi thought to himself, that made him chuckle.

“I won’t”.

“Love you, see you later”.

“Love you too”.

The call ended and Kiyoomi left the phone on the bench again, he inclined back to the front, pressing his elbows on his knees, covering his mouth with his hands, it was the pose of don’t even bother trying to talk to me, I’m thinking hard how not to kill someone, and it worked wonders.

His mind was in chaos but also calm. Tobio didn’t know what his everyday calm means to common people, and he was indeed incredibly handsome, that was one of the reasons his eyes always strayed when they were training for the Olympics, his tiny waist shouldn’t even be possible, he wasn’t a swimmer to end with those body proportions, but Tobio was blessed that way with a traditional Japanese calmness around him but with foreign blue eyes, longer lashes, higher cheekbones that made his profile cut like a diamond. And when those eyes lit fire from within in matches, well… Kiyoomi was but a man.

And know all of Tobio was posted over the media.

He was going to kill somebody.

Kiyoomi took a deep breath and tried to calm down again, nobody knew about them not because they were ashamed, and more because they didn’t want the fuss associated with the “you’re gay”, and “OMG YOU’RE DATING TOBIO THAT’S WEIRD” kind of shenanigans.

His brain was overworking for a solution, but he knew there was none, a challenge for Tobio was a challenge and he was going to do it, whether Kiyoomi liked it or not.

No, that wasn’t true.

Tobio will stop if he asked nicely, but then he will have to explain to the Adlers why he couldn’t do the challenge anymore and they will be in the same position. Kiyoomi will have to suck it up.

Fuck.

The day passed slowly, and when he arrived at their house, Tobio was already there with comfy pants and an oversized shirt, he was washing the dishes and bags of food where in the kitchen table.

Kiyoomi distractedly kissed Tobio’s lips and went to the bags where indeed, he saw tomatoes, lettuce, potatoes and…

“Why are they only five boxes of eggs? Did they run out?”

“Oh, shit, I forgot to add one more! Should I go to the market tomorrow?” Tobio asked him with a smile.

“No, it will last us a little bit, I will go next time.” Kiyoomi denied and went to save everything else, hating each and every vegetable in the damn bag. “So, how do you feel about it?” asked trying to approach the subject like it wasn’t much of a problem.

Tobio stopped cleaning the dished and turned his gaze to the ceiling, clearly thinking about it. Then added looking at him directly:

“It’s annoying in the meaning of trying to talk to strangers, but other than that, not so much? I just have to do my day as always and try to keep that damn cam turned on and off. I just hope this week goes by quickly".

Kiyoomi did too.

That night, when they were in bed, Kiyoomi didn’t hold too much and was quite insisting on toping so he would grab that damn tiny waist and look from above how the most desired setter in the nation melted under his gaze, his tongue and his lips.

Sora hated working the weekly shift, it was always slower than the weekend ones but he needed the extra money so he could afford the rent. Being a university student and working part-time in a clothing store was tiring, but his family wasn’t loaded like most of Todai’s students, and his scholarship only covered residency.

At least he worked in one of the high-end stores in Shibuya so his commissions were high, he had to be thankful of his parents because an ugly person couldn’t work here, not with the people coming and going. Mostly, influencers or loaded people came here, and that mean more tips!

When the doors opened and closed, Sora put his customer service smile and went to welcome the new customer until he saw him.

It left him speechless.

It wasn’t the sport clothes that left him without words, it was all of him. Tall, mysterious blue eyes and a body shape that was made by the gods.

Those thigs.

That back.

“Oh my fucking god, look at his waist!” sure, Sora was bi, but he would and could change his opinion about marrying a girl at the end of his youthful days if his partner looked like that guy.

Those shorts were sinful, his compression shorts under the loose shorts left nothing to the imagination, his legs were raw power with clearly defined muscles and now that Sora was paying attention, certainly this dude seemed to do certain type of sport because there was no other way he would look like a God if he ate half the shit Sora did on weekends.

The poor man was trying to pick everyday clothing and Sora tried in vain to gather strength to go and help him. It was painfully obvious that he wasn’t used to pick his own clothes. Maybe he had a girlfriend? No, a girlfriend would not throw away the opportunity to take that bloke on a date and buy stuff together so she could hang in his arms and look like a satisfied bitch.

He was totally single.

Sora was single too.

“Hello, may I be of assistance?” he smiled welcomely to the poor guy who nodded too quickly.

“Yes please” there was not an ounce of shame in his words, just surrendering to his faith of not knowing what kind of clothes he needed to buy. “I was told by my… friends, that I do not have many clothes besides, well, this”.

Sora wasn’t complaining about it.

“Well, your friends are just jerks, there is nothing wrong with what you’re wearing” Sora said out loud, because his more traitorous thoughts were nowhere near to being proper.

“Thank you, but I just will shove it to their faces that I can dress smartly” he said ominously. His voice had a nice raspy sound, it left Sora’s ears tingly happily, and his belly tight.

He smiled and started to show everything that he knew would pop those eyes, cuts in clothes that would make people jealous of that waist, trousers that will turn looks in that ass. Sora was a man with a task: to make this sinful sporty man a sinful god walking among people.

“Isn’t these too much?” asked the man after a while and Sora had to agree. In his infatuation of making the man change his clothes to see how good each outfit was on him; the pile started to grow rapidly. Sora was ashamed.

“So sorry, mister, you are just like a model. I can’t pick one. But let me know your budget so I can pick the best one for you. I will even give you a discount!” Sora said tenderly, his once in a month discount on the store that he was saving for when they paid him, it was a nice 20 % discount, but it didn’t matter.

“Oh, no, don’t worry about it, I would have stopped you if that was the issue. I just, I don’t think I can carry all those bags to my home” he said embarrassed, his cheeks turned in a healthy and lightly pink.

“Then I will just pick the best one for you. How many bags do you think can carry? Ten?” Sora asked hopefully.

“I don’t know? I could always come back if I need more clothes” said confidently shrugging with his shoulders like it was not really an issue to him. Like he could spend more than fifteen thousand yens in one sit just because his friends dared to say something challenging and he would just go with it.

“Yes, please, come back” added rapidly Sora, his motives not so well hidden, but the man just nodded and then proceeded to take the clothes that he liked the most, and then asked him to pick two more outfit that made him look good because he wasn’t sure he was picking the right ones.

Near the cashier, he also decided to take a few cotton handkerchiefs. So classy, it made Sora swoon.

“Please, come back” added again with the bill between his fingers and giving back the certainly metallic card to the man who thanked him and walked away with fifteen bags as if it didn’t weight at all.

“You sure tried to get into his shorts” said his coworker with dreamy eyes “Not that I blame you” added with a flirty smile “I would tap that any day”.

“Right?! Who made him?! Like, THANK YOU MAMA AND PAPA! That was, chef kiss” Sora, then, proceeded to describe with detailed adjectives, nouns, verbs and so much adjectives just how much the man’s muscles moved when he took off his shirt, how his muscular legs where even more dreamy than he thought they will be, how his waist even if it was kind of wispy, had so many abs and muscles surrounding it that he would lick eat, eat on it, pray on it, and be the founder of the religion and offer his meagre salary to those thigs.

“You know, we can always say something was suspicious and go check the cameras” said Nori-chan, his coworker, and then they both directed their gaze to the security door.

“OMFG! Girl, you’re on it” they told Akatsuna, their other co-worker who was currently trying to not fall asleep, that they will be going to the security room to check something and when they got inside, the Security Manager, Uedo-san, just gave them the worst look of their life.

“Honestly! Horny people are the worst. You have one hour, and we will not speak of this affair ever again” he yelled, and Sora couldn’t even be embarrassed when only two of the four camera guardians went outside with Uedo-san.

“From the beginning?” Tomo-chan, the newbie, asked hopefully “I was getting coffee and couldn’t see his first pout”.

“Yes, but pleeeeeeeaseeeeee, could we also download the clip?”

A new group chat was born after that day baptised as “Sport God Believers”. Two days later that week, Tomo-chan was the first one to see a sport-ad in Shibuya crossing, a big ass ad that had their God in first plane cleaning his sweat with a towel, no shirt, and looking at the camera with what they knew were bedroom eyes, just a volleyball in the background and a sport drink on his hand like he was passing it to them.

They had to remove the add because in just one day, there were five car crash. The hashtag #TooSinfulForUs became viral during the first 20 minutes of pictures, videos and reactions of people clashing with each other while looking at the ad.

[Viral video: UNCENSORED, Kageyama edition] posted on TikTok, see the full version on YouTube.

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Another.Volley commented: God, thank you for not letting me kill myself before being blessed with this video 🙏🏻. Also, I thank to the @SchweidenAdlers.Official for challenging @Kag.Tobio20 and he being his wholesome and naïve self, HAS TO STRIP HIMSELF LIKE WE’RE NOTHIN BUT UGLY COWS AND THOSE ABS!!! #AHHHHHHH #StepOnMePls #IWillTotallyLickHim #ICan’tStopLooking #SomeBodyHelp #ThoseShorts (2393 replies)

Just.A.Ball commented: I’d like to thank @Kag.Tobio20 parents, because God did they do him with #SoMuchLove, there ain’t other way. Those thigs, that back, those shoulders, those abs. My hand will cover that waist. I checked, guys, it is on Wikipedia. It shouldn’t be legal #ICreamed #Simp4Tobio #WillMarryHimAndGiveHimBabies #MyEyesAreBlessed #ThoseShorts (4698 replies)

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Soratheguy commented: guys, I’m the guy and yes, he’s as pretty and as hot as he looks, but live is even better, he made me believe in something big, in something better, he made us believe in God. Because there ain’t no way in hell that bloke is not some kind of Hercules reincarnated. So, JOIN US IN @Sport.God.Believers TO PRAISE AND THIRST @Kag.Tobio20 #IWillMarryHim #ThirstIsOurReligion #SimpingSoHard4Tobio #WaistMadeMe💦 #ThoseShorts🍆 (5954 replies)

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Kiyoomi really tried not to look for those videos, but it was impossible. Not only everyone and their grandmother was talking about it (it came when you had a tight group of family members and friends that, well, liked the same as you), but also when Tobio came home that day with a letter.

“They want me to do and ad for a sport drink” he said tired and Kiyoomi read the proposal and contract.

“You don’t like doing ads anymore” Kiyoomi responded while looking away from the letter and the incredibly high amount of money being offered.

“Yes, but out PR Manager is begging on his knees that I take the ad. Coach said it will help with sponsorships, and I didn’t even know we had to do sponsorship? Why?”

Sakusa loved Tobio, loved him really hard, but sometimes he would say something dumb and Kiyoomi will feel between endeared and funny because it was pretty obvious the reason.

“That doesn’t tell me if you want to do it or not. You shouldn’t have been feeling guilty for saying no”. Sakusa left the letter on the coffee table and stood up to prepare dinner.

“Will you go with me? I said I will only do it if Yachi-san would take the shots, do you remember her?” Tobio asked following him to the kitchen. Once inside, the younger proceeded to pass him the food so Kiyoomi could cook. It was a learned routine, once that gave him peace of mind between all this craziness.

“Yes, she was one of the few people of our friends who we invited to Italy”.

“That’s right, so she would not look weird at you. So, come with me?” requested again, this time, Tobio reached out for his hand, slowly because he was used to give Kiyoomi the choices of saying no. And as a dutiful lover, Kiyoomi stopped doing what he was chopping and not only crossed their fingers together but also kissed the back of Tobio’s hand directly looking at those dark blue eyes.

“You know I will go with you anywhere” Tobio blushed prettily under his praise, his straight hair bouncing a little bit, and those lips stretched in a tiny smile. Kiyoomi left their hands down before going straight for those sinful lips, they kissed languidly in the kitchen, leaving the food behind and reaching out for a tight embrace, their breaths mingled, their tongues explored and Kiyoomi could only find warm pleasure for every moan and nibble that Tobio gave him.

They were clearly getting hard, but that didn’t stop them from enjoying their quiet night.

“We should c-cook dinner” gasped Tobio trying to run away from his lips, but not going anywhere far, speaking in his neck with his fingers tracing paths under his shirt.

“Will do, just a little bit more” grunted finally cornering Tobio between the table and him. Tobio’s left hand traced his lips, cheeks until it reached his beauty marks, Kiyoomi only watched how Tobio rediscovered every part of him, he let him trace every part of his body without saying much, then, when Tobio’s gaze was directed at his eyes, and his lips, Kiyoomi felt confident of keep going a little bit more.

Slowly, like basking on the Sun.

“If you want to do it” said Kiyoomi with a low voice, lips touching barely the soft and tender skin of Tobio’s neck, “just do it. I quite enjoy distracting you behind the scenes”. Because yes, it was his fault that Tobio lost sight of the camera while doing the curry ad.

“I love being distracted by you, you’re mi favourite surprise and prize” Kiyoomi grunted and left his forehead hit Tobio’s right shoulder.

“You’re too honest sometimes, try to just say those words only for me, ok?”

“But you’re the only one I consider a distraction?” the way Tobio ended all statements with a hint of a doubt always made Kiyoomi smile. His lover obviously doubted himself sometimes and that was translated in those doubtful sentences.

“Would you want to send that message to Yachi-san about the photoshoot?” asked while his hands tenderly caressed Tobio’s hips.

“Yes, then I could do what I want to do” there was a hint of a prank there, and Kiyoomi directed his attention to Tobio’s face and saw something incredibly beautiful.

“Oh, and what would that be?”

“You, of course, I want to do you”

That night they asked for takeout.

24 hours later, Kiyoomi and Tobio were in the studio of Sport Week in Tokyo. The ND’s were signed and even if not, Kiyoomi usually was never seen without his mask outside of the court and people often omitted him for the same reason.

“Kageyama-kun! What a surprise, I got really nervous yesterday because there were so many people asking me to do this photoshoot and they tripled my salary just to take a thirty minute session” her voice was awkward, but then smiled welcomely while nodding to Kiyoomi who did the same.

“Sorry, Yachi-san, it took me by surprise too. Our PR Manager wouldn’t shut up if I didn’t accept and… I know you, so it was my only request. They only seem to want to do and ad with a sport drink, it is not complicated, right?”

“Well…” Yachi-san payed attention not to Tobio but to Kiyoomi “what they want is a half-nude photo of you with a sport drink, yes. Do you… Do you have, you know…” Yachi-san blushed and Kiyoomi smiled behind the mask, but nodded for the peace of both of them, Tobio was already red but also nodded.

“Y-yes… Is that a problem?” asked frowning a little bit, he should have know that something was weird when Kiyoomi started to bite him more than usual.

“N-not, really, you’re not the first or last famous person who came with hickeys… or worse. I will introduce you to Daisuke-san, our stylist, he would help”.

There wasn’t too much make-up to be done to Tobio, besides hiding what was there, Daisuke-san put some base smooth Tobio’s skin and then added water to simulate sweat.

“But I can sweat for myself” confused, Tobio directed his gaze towards Kiyoomi who only nodded.

“Yes, but they will have to wait until you get to that point and, Tobio, you’re a professional athlete, it could take an hour before you start giving something. Let them just do what they need to do and so we can end soon”.

Tobio nodded and was pouting uncomfortably, he usually didn’t like when strangers touched him all over the place, and Kiyoomi didn’t enjoy too much those lingering hands either, just a little bit more and it will be over.

The set was all white, the lights were on and people was redirecting light, moving Tobio one way or another, the water bottle often was forgotten by Tobio who only played with the volleyball nervously.

“You’re too stiff, Kageyama-kun” said Yachi-san. Kiyoomi was behind her, looking at the TV where the last photos of Tobio were adding up. He always looked like that when tried to be conscious of the photo being taken.

“Maybe he needs a few minutes to unwind. We can do light passes until he relaxes a little bit” whispered Kiyoomi to Yachi-san who nodded.

“Yes please, Sakusa-san. I will try to talk to the staff on floor, I don’t know why there are so many of us today” she answered, her hair on a ponytail was coming undone from all the kneeling and standing up she was doing trying to get Tobio’s best shot.

While Yachi-san pestered everyone not needed on the floor out, Kiyoomi put down his mask on his chin and gave the common signal of tossing with his hands, a common tandem for them. Tobio smiled wickedly and proceeded to toss the ball lightly at first, but as they kept going, Kiyoomi slowly started to smash some balls and Tobio did the same. Who knows how long they were immersed in themselves, little by little, their competitive nature started to take over the set and were running around not letting the ball drop.

Due to a cable, Kiyoomi lost balance and stopped their rhythm, they surely had worked they way to sweating a little bit.

“Let me go to get the towels and drinks” Tobio said while Kiyoomi went to get the ball.

“Don't move” whispered behind him Yachi-san, Kiyoomi was so focused on Tobio that he hadn’t realised she was taking shoots like a madwoman and when Tobio came back, he could honestly see why.

Those lower eyes, droplets navigating tanned skin, his hair in disarray because that was the fucking theme. Something burned inside of Kiyoomi but he could only drink bitterly his own saliva before he was giving the ok to finally reach for Tobio’s bottle.

“What was that?” the other asked now blinking confused because people started humming in that damn TV.

“I think we’re done” was all that he could answer.

“Really?”

“Really. Why don’t you go to change while I talk to Yachi-san, I want to know which pic will they choose” and try to delete the most seductive one.

When Kiyoomi arrived at the hub, Yachi-san was awkwardly talking with someone on the phone, four pictures of Tobio divided the screen, each and every one of them as gorgeous as the other one, it made him uncomfortable.

“I understand, Fushiwaka-san, yes. We can always try to do a campaign with them. We have a few candid ones too; we can start with the one you’re already seeing and start working on a journey… Yes, like that… Yes, I will meet with my team and start working on it today… Yes, yes…N-no, they made us sign an NDs so I can’t share that information… Yes, they are here, no, they were… really helpful… I can’t answer that, sorry sir”.

So his big solution was on the toilet and for what Kiyoomi could hear of that conversation, nothing much could be done. Ok, yes, he could share these pictures of Tobio, actually, he was starting to like them, because Tobio was not looking at the camera when Yachi-san took them, he was looking at him, all of Tobio was giving in those picture, the open lips that glistened with saliva, the position of the neck that made it longer like a landscape for his lips to possess, the charged invitation of those eyes to keep going, those were all for Kiyoomi Sakusa.

The world could see a glimpse of what Tobio looked in the sanctity of their bedroom, but it was all they would be able to get.

Nowaki always went to run at 06:00 AM every morning, it was his decompressing routine that he had polished since high school. It was the only sport he did, really, not something that he made in school like joining the athletics club, just running to clear his mind and take a breather. He was shy and that was why he preferred to do it so early in the morning, but even so, he always had company, sometimes other people who where just like him: trying to life their best life and not bothering other people while doing so; sometimes he got unlucky and someone would remember him from his school days and he will have to stay a little longer and do small talk; sometimes he got really unlucky and got the worst cramp of all the times and then proceeded to throw himself from the stairs and god it hurts and he hoped nothing was broken kind of bad luck.

Sadly, today was the last one.

Nowaki never ever got that unlucky, but he was alone in the park this early in the morning, so probably he would have to reach out to a coworker or some stranger to get him no the nearest hospital, and lucky him, he heard running steps from one of the trails and waited until they got really near him to yell.

“Help! Please, I had an accident!” Nowaki yelled for help, then screamed from the pain on his left ankle. He didn’t dare to try to sit down, scared of a broken rib or worse. The steps that he heard in the distance where now walking instead of running, but they were going to the wrong direction, “are they deaf?!” his mind yelled painfully aware that maybe that person will be the only runner this early in the park.

“Hello?” Somewhere in the path asked, voice deep like dark chocolate with rum, and Nowaki said yes, they heard me on his head like a prayer.

“Yes! Over the stairs! I fell and I can’t st-stand u-up” even saying this much was painful to Nowaki who tried to look with his limited peripheric vision where was his saviour.

“Oh, dear! Just wait a minute please” The voice said and quick and airy steps (could steps be airy?) approached him. Soon enough, a young man was kneeling besides him, not even doubting in reaching out and look at his eyes.

Deep, so deep like the ocean, eyes, such an attentive gaze was probably not helping his feverish-like state.

“Do you see double, beside your left leg, where else does it hurt?” asked low and reassuring. Nowaki didn’t even know how the stranger knew his left leg hurt, was it bleeding? But he denied as much as he could with his head, but the strong hands that were supporting his neck prohibited the movement: “Use just your words, please, we don’t know if you have a concussion, that seems to be the case. Your eyes are dazed”, said the stranger, and his voice dropped a little bit, clearly trying to not be loud for his supposed concussion, but lower means that hot chocolate was melting chocolate and Nowaki was sure he wasn’t dazed until after the guy came to his help.

He wanted to ask so many questions, but dark and handsome was speaking on the phone and he blushed, and his eyes opened a little bit more in surprise? Why? He looked adorable with his ears all red and…

“Oh my god I am talking out loud! I s-should stop, maybe I have a concussion. Please, God, kill me, this is too embarrassing in front of Dark and Handsome” he continued to say his thoughts, and the poor guy didn’t even know what to do to with him.

“D-don’t worry” he said trying to keep him comforted, “I have first-aid education. Your ankle is definitively broken, but there is no bone exposure, though your concussion is what worries me the most. What’s your name?”  Dark and Handsome talked slowly, and he was totally doing that for his wellbeing, he seemed like the type of bloke who wouldn’t talk too much, more like a silent type of Dark and Handsome? All Dark and Handsome were mysterious.

He asked something.

His name.

What was his name again?

“N-Nowaki, Masahiro Nowaki” he answered. The first rays of the Sun were painting the sky and Dark and Handsome was even More Handsome with a little bit of light all over his face.

“W-what do you do for a living, Nowaki-san?” asked again the man besides him.

“Erg… Figures, not, paint? People live inside it! Really expensive. Argh… Architect!”, he finally remembered the words and Dark and Even More Handsome nodded.

“Your job must be pretty demanding, do you run for fun then?” asked again trying to keep him talking. Was it because of the supposed concussion? Nowaki didn’t know, but he certainly enjoyed the small talk.

Somewhere between a lot of more minutes and more Sun bathing Dark and Even Incredibly More Handsome, Nowaki heard the sirens of the ambulance and his pretty companion sighed in relief, his hand didn’t dare to stray too far away from his neck, like he was holding him and Nowaki wasn’t dumb enough to complaint about it, but he now felt guilty because probably he was going to be late to work and it was all Nowaki’s fault.

“Don’t worry about my work, Nowaki-san, I already talked to my… Boss and he seemed amenable to my situation, so don’t take it to heart” he explained with an easy smile, God was he beautiful.

He blushed again and Nowaki then knew that he never stopped talking all his thoughts and he was going to die of embarrassment.

“Please, don’t t-think I’m a creep, you’re just so pretty and I really believe right now that I probably have a concussion because I’m never this daring or rude. So sorry, my saviour” added Nowaki remorseful for all the minutes he stopped this beautiful man in his daily routine and imposing his feeling on the poor guy.

The ambulace must be nearby, because the syrens seemed to want to break his skull, then suddenly stopped. Soon, two people's fast steps could be heard in the end of the stairs they were in and promptly stopped.

“Good morning, my name’s Tendou-san and this is Mishikawa-san. What seems to be the problem? Is he bleeding somewhere? Mishikawa, please, do the…”

“Ka-Kageyama-senshu?!” The other first aid guy seemed to know his Dark and Impossibly Handsome Saviour and it was unfair, Nowaki wanted to get to know him too.

Both paramedics watched him at the same time and the now saviour Kageyama-sama blushed even more.

“He said he tripped and went down the stairs, he clearly has a concussion, left leg is broken but no bone punctured the skin. He is febrile and don’t seem to recognize how much time has passed…”

“Because you stop the time every time you talk, Kageyama-sama, I c-can’t seem to concentrate” interrupted Nowaki without really paying attention. Both paramedics coughed and nodded.

“We will do first aid here and then take him to the hospital, are you holding his neck for some reason?” asked one of the paramedics.

“I just didn’t want him to move a lot, when I was helping him first, he was trying to move away from me…”

“That was because I thought you were a fallen angel, and I didn’t want to sully your beautiful hands with my sweat…”

“Ok! Poor guy, I believe he will be really ashamed from this, Kageyama-senshu, please, let Mishiwaka-san take your place while I put him the collar, we will check his leg next”.

Nowaki was in a lot of pain, but he kept nodding off and on, every time, Dark and Handsome Kageyama-sama was in his line of view until the next time, he wasn’t, and only white walls welcomed him.

“W-where am I?” asked while trying to sit down, a nurse was checking something in the machines, and he smiled when realised Nowaki was awake.

“Good afternoon, Nowaki-san, you’re at St. Luke's International Hospital, you were brought this morning after a bad fall in the Hamarikyu Gardens. Luckily for you, someone was running that early in the morning and stayed with you until the ambulance came” the nurse said with a wicked smile. For once, Nowaki didn’t understand what he was implying, but the nurse didn’t leave his side even when he was doing nothing, until he recalled everything.

“Oh my fucking god!!” and he hid behind his hand and the male nurse started laughing softly.

“Sadly, you’re the talk of the ward today, Nowaki-san, I got lucky because we took turns for checking you and this is the third one. Try not to die of embarrassment, we concluded that no one could have done it better” said the nurse with a mischievous smile and left.

Nowaki tried not to beat himself up, it wasn’t his fault that he got a nasty concussion and harassed an incredibly handsome man, it was probably those shorts and loose shirt, nobody should look that attractive in washed out purple shirt and black short shorts.

At lunch, his room was invaded by his coworkers that brought globes, food, a get-well card and faces that were full of hope.

“N-Nowaki, I must ask, is he as pretty as he looks? I mean, I always thought it was a press stunt, but you’re always so shy” asked Mina-chan, and Nowaki blinked and then suspiciously squinted his eyes.

“Wait, how do you know?” refuted embarrassed.

“Oh, he got a concussion, guys” remembered Yuuta-kun, his friend since school days. Both worked in the same company, but he was under HR department.

“Right, right. Oh, ¡Oh! Then, then you should probably see him from the beginning, it is only fair”, said Mina-chan and then proceeded to scroll in her phone until he found the very beginning of something.

And she gave him her phone but then took it back.

“Wait, are you even allowed to watch videos or TV?” asked worriedly.

“Give. Me. The. Damn. Phone” was all Nowaki said extending his hand, Mina-chan dropped the phone and suddenly, Nowaki saw the viral video of Kageyama Tobio-senshu.

A silver medallist in Paris.

A professional volleyball player.

And he was just as gorgeous as he remembered him to be.

“Oh, my, god! You still have a concussion. He’s still doing it, guys!!” yelled Yuuta-kun which caused Nowaki to wince.

They were very few videos of Kageyama-senshu talking to his friends, most of the videos where of his plays and tournaments, but every here and there, they will challenge him to do something for evident PR reasons, because those videos were the most liked, shared and commented, and just a few days ago, all of Kageyama-senshu friends challenged him of carrying a camera so he would realised when people flirted with him.

A really nice young-woman on a market who clearly overspent two salaries, a university student who gave a 20% discount for mouthwatering clothes that they got to see Kageyama-sama getting dressed and undressed, he wasn’t even embarrassed of walking in those compression shorts, and now, him.

“W-wait, Am I viral?”, he asked doubtful.

“Well, not you, him… but yeah, kinda” answered his friend with a smile, and then proceeded to ask again: “Sooo, is he as pretty as he looks? I mean, we heard you, but I am asking… for a friend” Yuuta mumbled, but Nowaki knew there was no other friend, they were the only friends they have since high school, and he was probably still talking his thoughts because his coworkers just started to laugh.

“Y-yeah? I mean, I don’t know. I mean, he is, like so much, but he’s also… considerate? Really nice person? And so fucking hot”.

When everyone started to scream of embarrassment, a nurse came to request to keep it down, but not so down because they also wanted to know.

That day, when his coworkers left him alone and the doctor came to say they will keep him for two more nights until his brain was no longer swollen, his phone was returned with the condition of “not scrolling too much”. Nowaki did the only thing he wanted to do since he realised his saviour was a public figure.

He searched through Instagram, Tik Tok, X, for his accounts and also the Adlers, because it was clearly a PR assistant that managed Kageyama-sama’s account, he scrolled until the headache didn’t leave him open his eyes, not that he was complaining, because he found some wholesome comments because sometimes Nowaki could read Kageyama’s comments to his fans when an awkward and wholehearted reply to a simple “you saved my life” with a “thank you? I don’t think I did that much?” and an arm emoji.

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[Viral video: Fallen Angel, Kageyama edition] posted on TikTok, see the full version on YouTube.

When @Kag.Tobio20 messaged today at the group chat of the @SchweidenAdlers.Official saying he will be late, we thought he was kidding because he’s never late. Then he threw us the camera and cursed us to the end of our lives. Our dear fans, be prepared, this is what nobody asked but you’re going to get it anyway! Enjoy the third episode! ♥️ #KageyamaTobio #TobioInTheWild #AllureCan’tEvenBeExplained #Volleyball #TobioTheFallenAngel

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Simp4Kags commented: I’m Nowaki. I will throw myself under the stairs if that means I get to see #TobioTheFallenAngel 🙏🏻. I will do poetry, here is my first poem: Roses are red, violets are blue, I will totally lick all of you. I should totally win a novel with that. #SimpingSoHard4Tobio #StepOnMePls #IWillTotallyLickHim #ICan’tStopLooking #TheShortsCameBack  #🍆 #WhereIsMyNobelPrize (3512 replies)

Just.A.Ball commented: People 4 real, what’s happening us? I mean, today I was going to work and took the train, and I counted at least 20 MOTHER FUCKERS WATCHING THIS VID WITH ME ON THE TRAIN AND WHEN IT ENDED WE LOOKED AT EACH OTHER AND WE WERE ALL BLUSHING!!! @Kag.Tobio20 really seems to be some kind of God, I can’t believe. Today I joined @Sport.God.Believers and we will meet in a Shibuya restaurant to drink. WE ALL NEED TO DRINK IT OUT!  #ICreamed💦 #Simp4Tobio #TobioIsMyNewReligion #MyEyesAreBlessed #TheShortsCameBack (1898 replies)

Cute.Catloaf836 commented: I always thought that people commenting these posts were bots, but I was doing my morning jog today and watched as Nowaki-san was taken by the ambulance and Kageyama-san was with him until they left and yes, people, he’s handsome and so attentive! He gave the paramedics his manager contact, and his team will cover the surgery. Who does that?! [Picture attached]  #Simp4Tobio #IWillMarryHim #ThoseShorts  (4687 replies)

@Sport.God.Believers commented: Our first meeting will be held this Saturday at 17:00 on Cute Coffee. Bring your best picture of @Kag.Tobio20 so we can PRAISE AND THIRST OUR SAVIOUR #WeWillMarryHim #ThirstIsOurReligion #SimpingSoHard4Tobio #WaistMadeMe💦 #TheShortsCameBack  #TooSinfulForUs (3517 replies)

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“I'm dyiiiiing!” Korai’s laughter could be heard from outside the locker’s room and Tobio took a breathe before going inside. It was like watching a pack of wild birds because everyone turned their heads to see him before giving him wild smiles.

Tobio retracted himself:

“You guys look like a pack of hyenas” he frowned.

“Kageyama! My friend, just how the hell do you do it? You’re so cranky” asked Sokolov while pointing his phone.

“He’s attractive, I think this is the case of ‘when people is attractive, it’s ok to be dumb’ kind of thing” answered Ushijima which made Tobio drop his jaw and Hoshiumi suddenly laughed like a deranged hyena.

“Oh My God, Wakatoshi!! That was gold” said Heiwajima-san.

Tobio didn’t know what to do with himself, he still didn’t understand at all those comments, he didn’t think he was pretty enough, at least, not Kiyoomi kind of pretty, but people still reacted weird, and he always thought it was because he was socially awkward and bad at talking.

Now was the third day he came to realise it was because people didn’t know how to flirt with him. It made him uncomfortable, not only the interactions but his teammates comments. Was people always like this before? He never had the need to pay attention because he only have to little space for everyone else.

Volley, Kiyoo, his family and friends. Why should he really analyse other’s people feelings? It wasn’t that he has rude or unkind, just that he didn’t really have a filter when talking to them so he just said what it appeared to be the truth. And that seemed to be the point, not everyone was honest, not everyone knew their abilities and disadvantages and worked with them. Tobio wasn’t wired like that. He had no shame in saying he didn’t know something because nobody knew everything, and that was what was making him uncomfortable. Everyone knew that!

“You know what, I don’t care anymore, laugh, don’t laugh. I will just pretend this didn’t happen so you guys can enjoy whatever this is, count it as a team bonding activity” he said sincerely because he knew they were enjoying it too much, even Ushijima-san who always tried to be professional was following this “episodes” and talking more with their teammates.

They all blinked at him surprised, and Tobio inclined his head with an untold question.

“… I thought this was… Annoying to you and would ask us to stop. You know, if you’re not enjoying it you can always stop, we don’t want you to feel uncomfortable” said Fukuro-san honestly. He then proceeded to look at each and every member of the team to gather their opinions and all of them nodded.

“He’s right, Tobio-kun, if you are having a hard time doing this PR appearance, we can always think of something else. I believe the sport ad was a hit and nobody will expect more from you this year” added Suzaku-san, clearly trying to calm the team.

“Yeah, sorry, Kags. If this is too annoying, you can drop it”.

The echoes of his teammate’s opinions came and Tobio felt more at ease with the situation.

“… It’s not something I would like to do again, so please don’t make me do it in the future, but… I guess, if you guys are enjoying yourselves and the people I talk are… amenable and having a good time, isn’t it good? I don’t read all of those messages, but it seems that everyone is having a good time, I want all of you to be as happy as you have been this week” Tobio said evenly. He thought he said everything correctly, but no one was talking to him and all of them were looking like he just…

“Ok, I get it. Let’s follow that fucking Insta and TikTok” said Hoshiumi with no remorse and that made Romero laugh.

“Yeah, now I feel bad” murmured Sokolov while looking at Tobio with new eyes.

“Kageyama, today we will invite you to lunch, you can eat as much as you can, so please gather all the hunger because you’ll go rolling your way to your home today” said Ushijima-san and everyone nodded.

Tobio blinked and nodded and then decided that maybe his teammates were the dumb ones. He didn’t want to share the main reason why he didn’t mind doing these stupid videos, but since he started, Kiyoo was even more… Loving that usual. And he was all but a man.

Today was the day of Tomioka Hinatsu, she was going to kill that meeting with HQ, she was going to get promoted, she was totally going to that holiday that she kept postponing, she was going to find love this year!

And a car drenched her first thing in the morning because of course it had to rain last night, and now her make-up was messed up, her clothes were dirty, and she was going to arrive late and…

“Hey, are you ok?” asked a male voice and of course she wasn’t ok, you fucking dimwit!

“No, of course no” she answered curtly and came from her hiding spot because she had to kneel to hide her shame, when she looked up, worried blue eyes were on her.

“Do you want any help?” want, not need because he obviously realised, she needed help, but he wasn’t sure if’ she wanted it. He was so thoughtful.

“Mhm… Sure? I mean, there is not so much for you to do?” she extended her hand so he could help her stand up, and, like a gentleman, he provided his help without even blinking.

“I could help you finding new clothes? I mean, buying it, because I don’t know how to pick them” he offered seriously.

“Really?” she wondered with a eyebrow going up and up.

“Yes! My grandfather always said that I needed to help those in need, but only if they wanted, it is presumptuous of us to force our help, it should be freely given and freely accepted” he said like it was the most common rule of the world.

Which wasn’t.

Often, people offered help because it was what is expected and also people accepted because they offered, it is rude if you don’t accept it.

Such a backwards thinking.

“Sure, why not?” if handsome guy wanted to burn some money in a random girl because he felt sorry for her, who would complain? Not her.

“Great! Lead the way, I’m sure you were busy because you kept saying something about a meeting in the crossroad”

“The meeting! Shit, ok, yes I need new clothes!” Hinatsu forgot everything about the guy and started looking for the first open store that had formal attires, there wasn’t many stores open at 07:00 AM, mostly coffee-shops.

Hinatsu was getting desperate.

“What about that one?” said the man behind here pointing at…

“GUCCI?!” she yelled like he was a madman.

“Of course not, Gucci is a normative, overprized and unoriginal brand. The ones to the left, I once bought a suit there last year, someone told me it was a nice place to buy”.

This guy was loaded, a single shit there was a family budget of four in food expenses.

Hinatsu saw the guy again and realised something that in her rage she hadn’t realised: First, this guy was hot as hell; secondly, those snickers didn’t even have a brand on it, that means he’s from old money; thirdly, he was still looking at her waiting for her answer so he could buy her a suit so expensive that it could serve as a mortgage.

“S-sure”.

They crossed the street, entered and in one single glance, one of the guys ran to be the first to talk.

“K-Kageyama-sama, welcome” he bowed, and proceeded to direct him to the men’s wears, but the man beside her denied.

“Good morning, erh… I don’t know your name, sorry” he apologized.

“Oh, no, it is no problem at all. My name is Tatsuhiko Sora, you might call me Sora. I attended you last time, remember?” the guy selling clothes was trying really hard to keep the feedback going, and the Handsome guy just nodded.

“Yes, much appreciated. I got what I needed, thank you. But now I’m trying to help this young lady, a car drenched her, and she has an important meeting today. Could you help her get a nice suit to impress? And lend her a bathroom? Because she needs to clean herself first before trying clothes”.

At first, Hinatsu thought the guy will just let her pick something and pay, but know she knew this was one of those bizarre and incredibly rare moments of meeting someone who was rich enough that the security ward closed the damn store so they could shop alone first thing in the morning.

It was like a dream, some chick came with a knowing look and left her in the service bathroom, she cleaned herself, was given a bathrobe and then Sora-guy was with several hangers of already picked outfits in the big saloon. Handsome guy, Kageyama, was sitting in one of the sofas with a fucking tea in his hand while talking to the guy and other girl.

“Oh, here she is, show her what we picked, please. I’m sure you will find something… erhg”

“Hinatsu” she provided her name because it was obvious what he was trying to say, “and you’re really sure, Kageyama-kun? Do I need to do something for this?” she asked, not that she was going to say no.

“Do something?” he inclined his head with doubt written all over his face and, by the look of the sellers, it was not a trap. She shrugged with her shoulders and skimmed through the hangers, each outfit more expensive than the last one, each one of them as gorgeous as the man sitting in front of her.

“Should I try them all?”

“If you want, but I thought you were in a tight schedule?” he added while cupping his tea looking at her.

She picked only three outfits, the ones she knew will look good on her, and modelled them to him who looked impressed each time.

“You really show the colours as Sora-kun here said. I just know one other person who looks good on purple” his confidence and goodness were new for Hinatsu, she wasn’t a looker, but neither a pumpkin. She smiled.

“Then this one, I will go to the bathroom again. Thank you for this. Really”.

“You’re welcome” and he smiled.

Smiled.

It wasn’t a big smile, just a tiny one, lifting both side of his lips, relaxing his eyes, warmly… It was like a representation of Amaterasu’s smile in those old pictures, welcoming, giving, forgiving.

“Welcome to the club,” the cashier said with mischievous eyes “heads-up, don’t look to your social media accounts today, maybe when you get to home? Really, don’t look to your social media accounts”.

Hinatsu blinked slowly and nodded. She didn’t look her social media accounts until after the meeting, too busy with graphics and data to even check, but when she did.

Oh boy.

Now she remembered! The guy was the same of the #TooSinfulForUs!

“Fuuuuuuck!” she yelled in her cubicle. Nobody really pay her attention, it wasn’t the first time some of them screamed in frustration, but it was the first time that a lot of people came running from different offices within the same floor and came to her cubicle looking for answers.

“Hina-chan! Hina-chan! Ahhh! I can’t believe it! Is he? IS HE? IS HE AS HOT AS HE LOOKS ONLINE?”

What came afterwards was recorded by HR as the “Celebrity Protocol” that was implemented on the firm.

[Viral video: Pretty woman vibes, Kageyama edition] posted on TikTok, see the full version on YouTube.

Today @Kag.Tobio20 did a good thing and the @SchweidenAdlers.Official couldn’t be prouder of him. We know that he sometimes has a cranky face, it’s his default setting, but isn’t he considerate? Enjoy the Fourth episode! ♥️ #KageyamaTobio #TobioInTheWild #AllureCan’tEvenBeExplained #Volleyball #TheShortsCameBackAGAIN 

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@Sport.God.Believers commented: WE WERE BLESSED AGAIN! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! OUR MANAGER TOLD US TO GIVE 15 % DISCOUNT OVER DISCOUNT FOR ANYONE WHO SHOWED US THIS POST ON THE STORE, YOU’RE WELCOME, BITCHES @Kag.Tobio20  PRAISE AND THIRST OUR SAVIOUR #WeWillMarryHim #ThirstIsOurReligion #SimpingSoHard4Tobio #WaistMadeMe💦 #TheShortsCameBackAGAIN  #TooSinfulForUs #WE’RECRYINGFAM! (6246 replies) (Liked by the @SchweidenAdlers.Official)

Miracle.Girl commented: How does these people get so lucky? I almost smashed my head today on that same crossroad and he wasn’t there, I looked, guys, I REALLY DID! This is giving me unrealistic life expectations of @Kag.Tobio20 appearing out of nowhere to save me. No worries, I’m not giving up. I will wait for you #TobioOurSaviour #Simping4Tobio #TheShortsCameBackAGAIN #ThanxUAdlers #TooSinfulForUs (1524 replies)

Mori-Nori commented: I work with her and today after the meeting, she let a really loud “Fuck”, I thought it was because she messed up, but then many people came to her desk asking her about it and now we have to thank THIS DUDE BECAUSE WE HAVE TO DO A NEW CAPACITATION ABOUT MEETING FUCKING FAMOUS PEOPLE AND IT IS CALLED THE CELEBRITY FUCKIN PROTOCOL, FUCK U!!!! #hATEuALL #NotReallyHim #2PRETTY2HATE #HATETHECOMPANY  (4208 replies)

>  @Hoshiumi.Korai356 replied to @Mori-Nori This is so fucking hilarious!! OMFG! I can’t, guys, I can’t with these threads @Solokov.tat @Nich_Romero @Heiwajima.volley @Ushi_Waka (read 528 replies)

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Higashiyama Kindergarten was a place for kids to learn, parents to unload their children welfare to caretakers and, mostly, for unadulterated fun for children from two to six years old.

Today was a school trip to the house of Maeda Toshinari Kōshaku, an important historical figure of Japan, at least, that is what Momo-sensei told her. Due to their proximity to the Museum, they took the 10 minutes bus and were left in the Komaba-tōdaimae Subway Station, she was supposed to grab her classmate bag and walk in queue, but then a crowd of big people came and she was left alone in the station.

Alone.

In a Station.

Then she started to cry.

“Hey, hey, kid” someone was trying to talk to her and when she opened her eyes, a nice man was kneeling in front of her, “are you lost? Where is your mom? Or your teacher?”, asked the nice guy.

“Emi-chan was with Momo-sensei of ma-man-golia c-cl-classs” and then she started to cry earnestly. Her chest felt tight, and her legs weak, she was alone and now she was never going to see her mama again, nor her grandmama and Ukio-kun and Hana-chan.

Suddenly, there was no floor under her legs, and she opened her eyes scared and grabbed the first thing she reached, which was a shirt and… a dot?

“Oh, so sorry, Emi-chan. Here, why don’t you take care of that, it’s a camera, I’m recording my trip because my friends are… dumb. Don’t be like me and have dumb friends, Emi-chan” he said with an grave voice and she nodded.

“Where is oni-san taking Emi-chan? Home? School?” she asked doubtful.

“Well, first, we will go to that bench and look at your bag, maybe I can find a phone number from your teacher or mom? Then, they will help me get Emi-chan were she needs to go” he said trying to smile, but his smile was tense, like when mama has to pay the bills, or Emi-chan is sick.

“Is oni-san worried because Emi-chan did something bad?” she whispered her question, she was always worried that mama was worried because Emi-chan was a bad girl, so she tried her best to be well behaved! Like grandmama told her to do!

“No! I’m worried because Emi-chan is little and I never took care of a little kid like you before” he said sincerely.

“No worries! Emi-chan can help! I can… I can tell oni-san what Emi-chan likes to eat and do and help her do homework because Emi-chan needs help in doing homework still. Does oni-san know how to draw within the lines? Emi-chan still does not know”

Oni-san was a good person because he nodded, he has long legs, and they ended up in the bench before she finished her story of school. Oni-san then searched something in her bag and found it, he took his phone and suddenly, it was his mom voice from the phone!

“Mooom! Emi-chan is lost! But she’s not worried because she found a pretty Oni-san but… But mom” she whispered in the phone, playing with the ca-me-ra in her hand, “Oni-san is really pretty, Emi-chan is worried he will get snatched like dad, so… he can be my new dad! Hurry in picking up Emi-chan so we can take my new dad to our house! I will keep an eye on him, I pinky swear… Mom? Are you listening? Dad? Mom, dad’s red, is that bad? Hello? Oh… Here, dad, mom wants to talk to you!”

Emi-chan was a lucky girl, though she was scared that she got lost, she got to meet Oni-san that would become her new dad. New dad and mom were talking on the phone, so she played with the ca-me-ra, pointing out to his new dad, people, the doggie that liked her hand, a flower, and then towards Emi-chan, and new dad again.

“Here, give me this. We will wait for your mother on that shop” new dad said, pointing to a teashop.

“Emi-chan likes tea! And Matcha cake!” she said happily.

“Yes, we can eat something while waiting for your mother”.

New dad picked her up again and walked towards the shop, Emi-chan kicked her legs looking from one side to the other, waving to people. New dad was tall!

“Dad, what do you do? Do you fight bad guys? Are you a doctor? Are you a firefighter?” Emi-chan really hoped his new dad a cool job, that way, Ukio-kun wouldn’t bully her too much.

“Emi-chan, I’m not your dad, or new dad, anyways, why do you need a new dad?” Emi-chan frowned and denied stubbornly.

“Dad! It’s ok to be a little bit dumb, you’re pretty enough so people won’t say mean words to you, but you must try and be smart. Emi-chan needs a new dad because mama and Emi-chan are alone and grandma says it is butter-some for a new dad to appear because mama has Emi-chan so it is my work to look for a good new papa!” she proudly added.

“And what about your other dad?” dad asked frowning, and he was going red again. Maybe new dad was sick? Silly dad, mom and Emi-chan would take care of him.

“He’s in heaven very busy! Emi-chan doesn’t remember too well… he was nice? He had a beard! Emi-chan liked his beard! Maybe you can grow a new beard, dad!” she requested touching her new dad’s chin, he seemed surprised by that and laughed.

“I don’t think I would look well with a beard, Emi-chan” dad said while opening the door, they arrived so fast! Dad sat her in the corner of the window and Emi-chan would look at people walking from one side of the street to the other.

A nice lady came with a kind smile and gave her the kids menu, she knew it was her menu because it has many pretty dishes on it and pointed to a big house made of waffles.

Dad nodded and then asked for boring chai tea and cookies. While waiting for mom, dad searched in her bag and gave her crayons and the painting notebook and happily she draw. First, dad, then Emi-chan. Then another page, with dad, Emi-chan and mom.

“So what do you do, dad? Are you a superhero and that is why you don’t have to say? Emi-chan will keep the secret!” she said loudly while painting, it was difficult to try and do forms yet, but she sure put nice blue eyes to dad!

“Not a superhero, no, but I think what I do is cool. I’m a professional sport-player. I play volleyball” he said while drinking his tea. Dad has a serious face, looking at the people surrounding them, but also not unkind, maybe he was worried because mom wasn’t here yet, Emi-chan also was worried, but she trusted mom!

Also, “player? You play and people give you money for it?” she was surprised, and doubtful, is that even a job? Maybe dad was getting scammed… 

“There are many jobs, like the lady over there, her job is to attend us. Or that man over there, his job is to clean the street. Each and every one of us has a job that is different, mine is to play a sport professionally. I train every day, go to tournaments, win medals or prizes, but I also lose so I need to keep training so I can do better” when dad explained his job, his eyes sparkled like the sky when it came the first starts, though his hair was weird, dad had pretty eyes, a nice nose, and he was tall and muscular.

“I want to go to see you!” she hit the table trying to convey how much she would like, and dad smiled and nodded.

“Sure! I will give you two tickets for our next match here in Tokyo, how does that sound?” and she screamed happily.

Suddenly, the door opened and Emi-chan mom was there.

“MOM! Dad is giving titets to a match! We have to go, he says it is his jooob!”

“Emi-chan!” her mom acted weird, she came running and hugged her tightly, but she missed mom too, so she hugged and started talking of all the things dad and her did during the morning.

Her mom seemed nervous, looking at her and at dad, but dad just let her explain everything without saying a word. Then Emi-chan got tired, she kept nodding off and trying to keep her eyes open, but her mom took her into her arms and Emi-chan nodded while trying to listen to mom and dad talk.

“I’m so sorry, Kageyama-kun, I don’t know what came to her and saying all that stuff. I will talk to her later and explain, please, do not worry” mom said.

“There is no problem, Kennoshita-san, she’s only four, and it seems your mother is teaching her how to pick a husband for you? I know I shouldn’t intervene, but maybe you should talk to your mother? Emi-chan really shouldn’t go to random men on the street” dad said awkwardly.

“Oh! Yes! Definitively…” mom sounded nervous, but it didn’t matter, because dad immediately added:

“And please, I promised Emi-chan that she could go to one of my matches, here is my PR team card, reach out so we can get you tickets. And don’t scold Emi-chan too much, she was crying so loud when she got lost, she’s such a cheerful child, you’re doing an amazing job raising a child as a single mother” dad voice sounded so nice and deep, like a river in the forest, or when Emi-chan went to the sea and mom and her went during the night to see fireworks and stayed a little late just hearing the waves.

She would tell dad when she wakes up that they should go to the beach, to hear which sound was prettier, the waves or dad’s voice.

Kiyoomi needed to do something, this was obviously going wild. The Adlers were only flaming the fire because they didn’t know of Tobio’s relationship status. As a single athlete, being desired was better to sale merchandise, sponsors, ads, and he could go on. A single athlete was a nice investment for the team and sponsors.

But this was getting out of hand fast, and more out of proportions than he thought it would be, not that he couldn’t understand why Tobio’s good and bad attributes were desirable for other people or how attractive he was, it was more of the impact of this sudden campaign.

Tobio came home annoyed because people stopped him on the street, he also got flirted more often and that made him stressed, for all people’s good intentions they forgot that Tobio was socially awkward and didn’t follow social cues very well, and thanks to this dumb campaign, he started to doubt if people was mocking him, really flirting with him because they wanted or because they wanted to appear on video, and Kiyoomi hated it. It was clearly making him more miserable that even he realised.

“Don’t you want to stop?” asked Kiyoomi seriously one day.

“Today was the sixth day, tomorrow will be the last… But… Maybe we can go on a holiday? I think I need a little bit of time for us” he murmured while dropping on his knees on the bed and crawling to him.

He looked tired, dark circles were starting to appear under Tobio’s eyes and Sakusa touched the soft skin lovingly.

“You’re tired, babe, and stressed… What are you going to do afterwards? There are even more proposals to do ads, your PR Manager is pushing for you to do TikToks every week…”

“I know, I know”. Tobio sat on his lap and hid his face on his neck, just breathing and hugging him lightly and Kiyoomi left him for a little while before searching for those delectable lips, the kiss was slow and more of a reassuring nature.

Kiyoomi’s hand caressed the back up and down, clearly enjoying Tobio’s bites when he touched a particularly tight or sensitive muscles.

They just kept basking in their embrace, now side by side on the bed, and Kiyoomi whispered:

“I think I have not a solution but… Like boundary”.

“Really?”

“Yes, and I believe you’re going to love it, let’s plan for tomorrow’s final episode” Kiyoomi said.

“Great. I knew choosing you was the best option; smart people are the best”.

That made Kiyoomi laugh.

Kiyoomi was waiting patiently on Shirokane-takanawa Station, it was just after breakfast hour and though he had to ask for half-free day, he wasn’t particularly interested in the passing of time. Kiyoomi was waiting for Tobio to appear, and right there, he was walking a little bit faster than usual, but not so much for people to look at him twice. Tobio was always so quiet while alone, didn’t bother too many people and it was clearly showing how stressed he felt right now walking alone through Tokyo’s streets.

“Kiyoo-san” and proceed to smile. Kiyoomi left his mask down to quickly drop a superficial kiss before offering his hand.

“Let’s walk for a little bit, I realised that you wanted to upgrade your clothing, but you forgot to buy coats” added Kiyoomi while quietly navigating the streets, they crossed Takamatsu Kusunoki Park and and Tobio hummed his answer.

“I didn’t think it was important right now” added the younger one and Kiyoomi pressed their interlocked fingers lightly, that made the other male direct his gaze to his and after a quiet contemplation, Tobio only said:

 “Oh, right”.

“Should we look then? I would like to buy one too.” As they walked and entered the neighbourhood, people started to become less and Kyoomi felt comfortable enough to let down his mask and take a breath.

“Sure. Are we going to the same store?” questioned Tobio and Kiyoomi nodded.

“It will be a long time for us to come back, maybe we can buy more than one coat, let’s see what we can find”.

The same store was a pass-down store well hidden and only attended by appointments. Ochitsuki Clothings was a store knew for both, they quietly ringed the bell on the post but didn’t wait for someone to go out, just let themselves in walking quietly for the well-maintained path and when they arrived at the genkan, Inoue-san was already there bowing.

“Sakusa-sama, Kageyama-sama, welcome. We were waiting for you. Should we offer beverages as well?” Inoue-san was a forty-something years old woman with traditional kimono attire, Tobio and him always took a while to admire the rich colours, amazing works on textures and the seamstress handiwork.

“Thank you for having us, Inoue-san, and please, the same as always is good for us” his Tobio was always so courteous, his bow practised, his voice calm and soothing, his hair waved like lakes on the deepest part of Japan.

“It is always a treat to attend you both” she smiled behind her hand and politely lead the way to the showroom. To say it was Tobio’s favourite store was an understatement, and Kiyoomi’s too. All the hangers in the open intertwined with a traditional Japanese garden, tatami and the echoes of the internal stream of river that crossed the property.

There was already available a selection for them to peruse, Tobio had a unique taste of Yohji Yamamoto but the minimalism and structured collection, while Kiyoomi himself preferred the sophistication angle and colour palette. He was currently eyeing a rich blue two pieces suit and suddenly, Tobio turned and showed him the most wonderful long-coat half pure black, half an intricated design in rich purples and was that a phoenix?

“Kiyoo, you had to, you will look gorgeous on it!”, and Kiyoomi was but a man when his lover will turn those dark blue eyes to him and plead with them.

“Ok, but you have to put that coat over there” pointing a long coat with a flowy movement.

They spent just twenty minutes there, already knowing what they will purchase and Tobio added again a pair of handkerchief to his shopping list.

“What is that for? You don’t use them” his eyes traced the blue ones with curiosity.

“But you do. I bought another set but I think I lost them because I couldn’t find them to give to you”.

“Don’t worry, maybe someone took it from you? You know, with all the craziness of this last week, maybe someone desired what you bought on the subway while going home” because Kiyoomi will not say under no circumstances that he was the one who thew away those things because he didn’t want anything that came from that thirsty asshole on Shibuya main avenue.

“Maybe, so that’s why I need new ones” Tobio added while carefully selecting ones that will match Kiyoomi and himself, deep black, purples and rich royal blue.

“Why purple?” he asked again, knowing the answer and by the look Tobio threw his way, he doubted before remembering what they talked yesterday.

“I love how you look in purple”. And that was the initial kick of their impromptu date, afterwards, they went to drink something in a coffee-shop, talking about everything and nothing at the same time:

How was practice yesterday?

I forgot to take out the trash today, did you do it?

Do you think we will be able to be great parents? I loved the way you talked to those children, you always seem so scared treating them daily, but when it counted, you were steadfast and charming.

I loved how your curls sometimes in the morning goes the other way you want them to go, you look adorable trying to tame them in the bathroom.

They just kept walking until they reached the station again, almost in time for lunch, and Kiyoomi kissed Tobio a little bit more in the entrance of the station.

“I will go first, try to not check your phone today” added Kiyoomi with ease while putting his mask on again.

“Ok, when will you arrive home? Or are you doing team bonding with the Jackals and skip dinner today?” asked Tobio while both of them navigated the sea of people, passed their phones on the totem and went inside the station. They stood up in the corner of the corridor and Kiyoomi said without an ounce of shame while directing his look to that damn camera for half a second before turning his gaze to Tobio:

“And miss my husband cooking? Not in the whole world. See you later, babe” he winked like the hellion his friend and husband knew him to be and walked to his train while leaving Tobio with the aftermath. Now he couldn’t wait to watch this video posted online. But first, he will have to reach out that bastard of PR Manager that the Adlers has, he needed to say a few words to say to him.

[Viral video: Surprise! Kageyama edition] posted on TikTok, see the full version on YouTube.

😭😭😭 @Kag.Tobio20 didn’t even invite us! The @SchweidenAdlers.Official are formally requesting the forgiveness of @Sakusa.Kiyoomi22 Please, stop sending us treats! Enjoy the Final episode! ♥️ #KageyamaTobio #TobioInTheWild #AllureCan’tEvenBeExplained #Volleyball #WeAreSorry #FinalChapter 

9.3M ♥ ️ 9.8M 💬8.1 M 🔗6.5M 🔖

SimpingIsHard commented: guys, guuuuyys, guuuuuuys, I feel between scammed and blessed rn, I mean, look @ them, so sweet to each other, made me hate my singlehood and they are fucking married and I WANT THAT MARRIAGE. Imma crying, imma sobbing, imma gonna get wasted and see u at 7 in the bar @Meridoh, let’s get our heartbreak there… I can’t even hate the husband because if @Kag.Tobio20 is gorgeous as fuck then @Sakusa.Kiyoomi22  is sin incarnated, know I understand the concept bedroom eyes #SakuKageIsReal or #KageSakuIsReal #👀 #TooSinfulForUs (3526 replies)

@Sport.Gods.Believers commented: Wait, What? WUT¡ WHAT? WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! He’s f!cking married  AND HE COOKS. We didnt know more hot players were there, & I went to look @Sakusa.Kiyoomi22 profile and GOOD GOD! Did u guys see those legs? Those muscles? tHoSe aRmS? Imma gonner. PRAISE AND THIRST OUR SAVIOURS @Kag.Tobio20 & @Sakusa.Kiyoomi22 #WEWERE2LATE2MARRYHIM #CRIES😭#ThirstIsStillOurReligion #SimpingSoHard4Tobio #andHIsHusband #WaistMadeMe💦 #Didn’tKnowCoatsCouldBeSexy  #TooSinfulForUs #WE’RESTILLCRYINGFAM! (8573 replies) (Liked by the @SchweidenAdlers.Official)

Kotaro.tao commented: you guys realised that they account name are each other bdays? because I did and now imma crying. #SakuKageIsReal #PowerCouple #2PRETTY2HATE #TooSinfulForUs (5278 replies)

> @Mori.Nori replied to @Kotaro.tao fam, did u realise that Sakusa did EVERY FUCKING THING Kags did this week? They passed for a park TWICE, they went to BUY CLOTHES, they HAD A COFFEE DATE and then WENT TO A MARKET JUST TO BUY EGGS…. FUCKING EGGS! THAT MAN WAS #CHEFKISS I live 4 Sakusa’s type of pettiness #SakuKage #Petiness #SakusaWantedThoseEggs #GIVEHIMTHEEGGS (read 261 replies)

> @Sporty.Dork replied to @Kotaro.tao dude, you forgot the part when he casually added “Yeah, I remember your photoshoot, you were really nervous in the set” and then you will realise that HE WAS THERE AND THAT PIC WAS KAGS WATCHING HIS HUBBY & WANTED TO DEVOUR HIM #CHEFKISS #Ilive4Sakusa’sPettiness #SakuKage #Kageyama’sHusbandIsHot (read 580 replies)

@Ikebana.bana commented You know the fandom is good when the first 10 comments are only positive shit about the people involved in the scandal, I’m here to camp for this relationship, come camp with me, I will die on this hill #SakuKage #TooSinfulForUs #They’reHOTASHELL (read 4268 replies)

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Schweiden Adlers Official Statement regarding Civil Status of Tobio Kageyama

The Schweiden Adlers would like to extend our warmest congratulations to Tobio Kageyama on his recent marriage. This is a joyous moment in his life, and we celebrate with him as he embarks on this new chapter filled with love, partnership, and happiness.

At the same time, as a club, we want to acknowledge that this important milestone in our teammate’s life came as a surprise to us. We recognize that our responsibility goes beyond the court; it also includes providing an environment where our athletes feel supported, valued, and comfortable sharing their personal journeys. We deeply regret that we were not fully aware of such an important occasion in his life.

We sincerely apologize to Tobio Kageyama, his family, and to our fans for any disappointment this may have caused. It is clear that we must do better. The Adlers are committed to creating a more open, supportive, and positive environment where every player can thrive not only as an athlete but also as a person.

We stand by Kageyama with pride, and we reaffirm our commitment to supporting him in his career, in his marriage, and in all aspects of his life.

With respect and congratulations,

Schweiden Adlers

Exclusive Interview: The hottest pair in sports
By Shin Takedo

When I was first approached by editorial to do this interview, I will be honest and say that I would do it for free to just let me do it. They will pay me anyways because I have to pay my bills, but I didn’t even think for a second to miss this opportunity to interview Kageyama Tobio-san and Sakusa Kiyoomi-san.

It is the power couple of the sports! And it all came up with a challenge made by the team of Tobio Kageyama, the Adlers, to his setter.

I will not recount what happened, it’s all over the internet, but if you’re lost, here’s a brief summary: they challenged Kageyama-san to do a vblog of himself for 15 minutes of he getting to know people because the Adlers thought Kageyama-san didn’t know when people flirted with him, and boy did it backfired them.

So here I am, in a studio in the middle of Shibuya, waiting for the power couple to enter, they had a photoshoot before arriving and I will say you will enjoy the pictures taken.

When they entered, they did it not holdings hands like you will believe but walking next to each other in quiet comfort and they were smiling.

They sat together in the loveseat provided by production, they are still in the outfits from the photoshoot but talking gently about house stuff like “did you remember to pay the bill, Kiyoo?”, “yes dear, did you put the clothes on the washing machine, Tobio?”, “Of course I did, you get bitchy if I forget”.

I let a small cough, and they stopped and then, after fumbling a little bit, I started the interview:

Me: First of all, congratulations to both of you. Fans were taken by surprise when the news broke. So, let me start with the obvious question: Why did you keep your relationship a secret for so long?

Kageyama-san: (he shifts slightly, a faint blush) I didn’t think people needed to know. Volleyball is already a lot of pressure. Adding our relationship to that… it just felt like too much.

Sakusa: (crosses his arms like he didn’t have to think the answer) Privacy is important to us. It wasn’t about shame or hiding, it was about keeping something meaningful safe from outside noise.

Me: (a little bit muffled because they just answered, I thought it will take a while for them to open-up). Understood. Now, fans are curious so we must ask, since when do you know each other?

Kageyama-san: (small smile) Since Junior Camp, really (here he smiled mischievously to Sakusa-san, why? I asked afterwards but they didn’t tell me so if you know, please DM me. I need to know). But… we didn’t talk much back then.

Sakusa: (he chuckled and nodded at what his husband said) Properly? A few years ago, due to the Olympics (here he looks like Kakeyama-san gave him the best gift he could have given him. Does anyone know what happened in the Olympic Villa? We ask for a friend of a friend). The more we talked while preparing for the Olympics, the more we… understood each other.

Me: (I tried to ask again about this, but it was no luck) And during that time to only one week ago when everything just… exploded, what was the hardest part of being unable to be together in public?

Kageyama-san: (he hesitates, then answers honestly) … For me is wanting to celebrate small things, like wins, birthdays… and not being able to do it openly.

Sakusa-san: (Sakusa-san frowned at this question and answered honestly as well. I think he didn’t know that was what bothered his husband more) For me, it was watching people make assumptions about us. You might not believe it, or maybe you do now that everyone knows, but we’re expressive with ourselves so it was weird to not do it outside just because people well... get like this (then he proceeded to move his hand to the crowd that is in the set, when did those people arrive? I had to ask them to leave if they weren’t part of the team) Like they don’t respect our boundaries.

Me: (nodding at this. I think I saw in very particular opportunities this type of hype about famous people. Usually, Athletes don’t get too much spotlight, but this generation of adults and young people are following a trend of doing sports, so it is a big deal right now what is happening with all professional athletes, this includes volleyball) This last week, though, everything has changed. How has the public acknowledgment been for you?

Kageyama-san: (laughs awkwardly, people, what did you do? He looks a little bit scared) Weird. Tiring. I’m not good with social cues, but people congratulated us after the last video. It feels lighter to not worry about “going out” (here, Kageyama-san made quote marks, for what? I don’t know, but it was cute).

Sakusa-san: (nods at his husband words and then said): Surreal. I expected more backlash. Instead, we’ve mostly received support. That’s rare. I’m grateful.

Me: Then, tell us, what made you decide to finally tell everyone the truth? (Oho! I got two blushes, it seems this happened in a highly private room).

Kageyama-san: (looks at Sakusa-san. He doesn’t seem nervous, more like thankful?) It was Kiyoo’s idea (yes, he calls his husband Kiyoo or Kiyoo-san, so wholesome). He saw how stressed I was because of those videos the Adlers made me do and he proposed this… (The Adlers here made a great mistake and they had to do a public statement apologizing to Kageyama-san and Sakusa-san this week, it’s on the internet so look it up). Even if I was grateful of those blog types of videos that resulted in me getting to know new people, there was a lot of consequences like people stopping me on the street, being unable to go to the market alone, trying to be more tolerant of people imposing themselves in my training schedule because they saw me running on the park… If they kept this going, well… One of the reasons we decided against going public was to keep our lives private, but if I already didn’t have privacy, I preferred it to be because Kiyoo and I were walking outside while holding hands, you know? (here I have to admit that yes, Kageyama-san and Sakusa-san are both private people, rarely they give an interview related to their personal lives, usually everything revolves around Volleyball)

Sakusa-san: (something you should know about this man is that when Kageyama-san talks, he turns to see him, and Kageyama-san does the same thing) That and the fact that people kept asking Tobio out, so please, don’t, I don’t appreciate people asking out my husband because they believe he’s single.

Me: (laughing because he looks menacing) Strong words. I’d like to thank your honesty and time, for a final question, we would like to ask what are your plans for the future?

Kageyama-san: (grins, a rare big smile, page 6, one of my favourite pictures) Well… We married this year at the beginning of the year, it’s now June, our contracts end soon, and we have decided it’s time to keep improving.

Sakusa-san: (leans back, thoughtful, he grabbed his husband hand an proceeded to interwind their fingers) We married young (here he looks at Kageyama-san with focused eyes), and our careers are starting to take off. Tobio and I talked, and we will move overseas for a little while.

Kageyama-san: that’s right (he proceeds to bring the back of Sakusa-san’s hand to his lips and softly kisses it like an afterthought). I accepted the offer of Ali Roma and Kiyoo here (then he turned to his husband with a loving smile, that surely took me by surprise) …

Sakusa: (still looking Kageyama-san, I think we’re invisible for them) I accepted a offer for Mons Pisleri in France. We’ll make it work, Niza and Milan are not so far away, just an hour on a plane.

Then I proceeded to drink two bottles of water because this made me thirsty (see page 7, I fought with people in the editorial to make this photo a cover photo, but they decided for the actual one that is just as pretty, but I think this should have won)

My opinion after interviewing the pair of the month is amazing, the pair’s honesty and quiet strength are evident, even in their guarded words. On the court, they remain fierce competitors, and no one can dispute that if you’re watching their games. Off it, they’ve found a partnership that, for all its secrecy, now shines in plain sight how devoted they’re to each other. And yes, people who will ask me on my personal accounts, they’re as hot in the pictures if not more. My personal favourite is in page 5. We found them flirting to each other while preparing all the cameras and they started kissing right here, and they weren’t even ashamed, like look at them!

Ok, Shin-out!