Hi! I've just finished reading the first story of the Designation: Miracle series and I loved every bit of it! I actually cried because of HInata in the end, it was so emotional. I really don't know if take prompts or something, but have you ever thought about writing a spinoff with IwaOi/KasaKise meeting at the "party"? It'd be so fun! (they're my OTP from both anime ahah) BTW, thanks for writing it! It's really amazing!
“We are going to crush them.”
“You’re getting awfully competitive about a game where we literally just made up the rules five seconds ago,” Iwaizumi remarks.
“Iwa-chan, there is no point in playing anything without performing our absolute best. And also, we need to prove that we are better than those basketball players, don’t you think?”
“We have basketball players on our team,” Iwaizumi points out. “They have volleyball players on their team. The whole point of this absurd made-up game is so that we’re working together.”
“Alright, fine, we have to prove we’re better than the Miracle.”
This makes even less sense, and Iwaizumi resists the urge to throttle his captain. “The only reason any of us are here is because you wanted to support the Miracles.”
“Right,” Oikawa says. “We supported them, and now we’re going to make sure we prove we’re the best.”
Iwaizumi just stares at him. “Why are you like this?”
“I don’t like him,” Kise announces.
“He’s too pretty,” Kise says.
Kasamatsu frowns and follows Kise’s glare to the captain of the current Basket-Volleyball team they’ve been playing against. He’s had some solid moves and got past Kise a few times. “That’s a weird thing for you to say,” Kasamatsu says. “Besides, I think he’s a lot like you.”
“What! Senpai, how can you say that? He is nothing like me! He seems far too frivolous.”
“Right,” Kasamatsu says. “Bit like you.”
“Senpai,” Kise whines. “Look at him! He’s clearly smarmy. He flirts too much and also he smirks. People shouldn’t smirk all the time.”
“So… exactly like you?”
Kise continues to pout, with a wide-eyed puppy-dog look that creates the perfect picture of injured prettiness.
“Can’t even tell the difference, really,” Kasamatsu continues, “Maybe I should go ask him out, he looks like my type, and maybe he’d be better about picking his clothes off the floor—”
“Wow, where did they even come from?” Kasamatsu remarks, marveling at the fact that a crowd of girls have already encircled Oikawa.
“They just sort of pop up out of nowhere, like fruit flies,” Iwaizumi says, resignedly. “Although, I do think some of them were originally here for your boy.”
Kasamatsu twitches slightly at the idea of Kise as “his boy” and carries on with, “Well, that’s even more impressive. I didn’t think anyway could pull fans away from Kise. That’s a definite testament to the charming abilities your boy has.”
Iwaizumi, to his credit, only nods apologetically, as if acknowledging his own fault. “Yeah. It’s pretty annoying. Doesn’t help that he panders to his fans, you know?”
“Oh, for sure. Kise’s a model too, so we get it everywhere. And it’s kind of obnoxious, because you almost have no room to complain because he’s still incredibly talented at basketball,” Kasamatsu says, like a man who has never kicked his underclassman for pandering to his fans.
“Right. There’s no denying Oikawa is the best setter in the prefecture, so it is really hard to object to his crazy,” Iwaizumi agrees, like a man who has never thrown a volleyball at his friend’s head.
“You’re obviously really talented, though,” Kasamatsu says. “You’re reflexes are amazing.”
“Thanks, back at you. Have you ever thought about playing volleyball?”
“Eh, not my sport.”
“I don’t like you,” Kise says.
“I don’t like you, pretty boy,” Oikawa says.
“And if that spikey haired guy gets any closer to Senpai, I’m going to kick his ass.”
“If you hurt Iwa-chan, I’ll destroy you,” Oikawa says with a smile.
Kise eyes Oikawa and gets the feeling that Oikawa might be a human, but he was a human who knew how to do unpleasant things in the dark without anyone ever knowing what was happening. Oikawa, on the other hand, is realizing there were a lot more unpleasant geniuses besides Kageyama and he almost wishes Kise did play volleyball, if only so Oikawa could have the satisfaction of making him cry in public.
“Keep him away from Senpai and we’ll call a truce?” Kise offers.
“Deal, but only because I’m feeling generous since my team beat yours.”
“Only once and I demand a rematch!”
A/N: Thanks, friend! I am very glad you enjoyed the story! I have always meant to write a KiKasa and IwaOi interaction because that was something a few people remarked on wanting to see, so here we go! It’s my headcanon that Oikawa and Kise are probably people who will get along really well after awhile, but when they first meet they hate each other’s guts. Thanks again!! Sorry for how long it took! (If anyone is interested in random thoughts on basket-volleyball, they are here).