shirasemi or idk the name

꧁Setter's Rival꧂/ a SemiShira fanfic ꧁The Incident꧂ *from Shirabus POV* ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ There he was, Semi Eita..... I didn't mind him in my first year, but ever since Ushiwaka became the captain, he's been so damn persistent on setting for him, it's so fucking annoying. I can tell he gets jealous when I get subbed in to set, the look on his face is absolutely priceless. Luckily next year, that prick won't be here, but Ushiwaka won't either. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ *from readers POV* ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ "Shit" Shirabu whispered to himself under his breath, "Whats wrong Bowl Cut?" "For the love of god Tendou, would you stop calling me that?" "I will when you get rid of those ridiculous bangs I will." Tendou ruffled Shirabu's hair and laughed, "Knock it off" Shirabu flicked Tendou's wrist away, "Ugh you're no fun Kenjiro" Shirabu sighed and grabbed his bag, "I'm heading home, bye." "Sooooo colllldddd" Semi came up behind Tendou and laughed, only pissing Shirabu off more. Shirabu left almost slamming the gym door. He slipped off his volleyball shoes, into his outdoor shoes. He put on a pair of headphones and played some music to clear his head. He sometimes hated how much Semi pissed him off, Goshiki too. He's rather get along with them, but they both just pissed him off. Maybe it was how hard Goshiki tried to be identical to Ushijima, or maybe how hard Semi tried to over come Shirabu. Shirabu just wanted to be someone Ushijima could rely on, he knew he would never get praise from him, but he still tried so hard. All of a sudden Shirabu felt a sharp pain in his finger, "The hell? Did I cut it?" The situation was much worse then a cut, after he unwrapped his fingers, he found out his finger was severely swollen. It was..... broken.... "**** **** **** **** ****" This meant he couldn't set, even worse he couldn't play. A panic quickly swept over him, "How... how long have I been playing like this?" Shirabu tried to think back to when he hurt it. He the remembered to earlier that day when he received a ball incorrectly, causing his finger to bend back, and of course, he forgot to tape it. Shirabu pinched the bridge of his nose and furrowed his brows. *Why did this have to happen to me?* he thought, "The coach is gonna be so mad" He tried to play it off, and continue home. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Back at the gym, Semi and Tendou were packing up, "Say, SemiSemi, why does Bowl Cut Boy make ya so mad?" "I told you to stop calling me that..." Tendou raised an eyebrow, "Quit avoiding the question." Semi sighed and stood up with his bag slumped over his shoulder, "He's too competitive, and always has to be setting to someone who is gonna score. Cause if they mess up, he'll be pissed for the rest of the game, even if it was his fault. Plus, I usually set for Ushijima, but he tends to be in actual games more then I do." Tendou pretending to snore, snorting himself back awake, "Well I wasn't expecting that. Well, you should at least try to talk-" Semin cut Tendou off, "You know he broke his finger today and didn't even realize right? He thought he got subbed out because he messed. He was so focused he didn't even realize. I'm starting to worry for him." Tendo's eyes widened, "Geez you sound like his mom" Tendou laughed a little, and Semi turned to face him with a pissed off look, "I'm only kidding! Calm down Eita" Semi sighed once again, walking towards the door, "Goodnight Tendou." "Night sweetheart!" "OH SHUT UP!" Semi almost slammed the door, "He really doesn't know when he's crossed the line" Semi pinched the bridge of his nose, furrowing his brows. He started to make his way towards the bus stop, when he ran into someone familiar, "Shirabu?" Shirabu turned around holding his broken finger, looking up at Semi, "Is your hand okay?" "It's fine." Shirabu gave him a cold answer and turned around. Semi held back to not get mad at his response, "Are you gonna be able to se-" "Of course I am! I'm not weak!" Shirabu yelled back angrily, it took Semi by surprise. His eyes widened in surprise, "Jeez sorry...." They were both sat in silence until the bus came. Shirabu budging in front of Semi. Semi rolled his eyes, sitting away from Shirabu. After a few minutes, Semi got a notification from Tendou, *New Notification* Tendou sent an image Smel was hesitant to open it at first, but surely he did,꧁Setter Semi burst out laughing, he couldn't even hold it in. Shirabu gave a him a glare, but looking at the photo and back at Shirabu again, made Semi laugh even harder. After a few minutes, he cleared his throat and went back to his quiet composure. Doing his best not to look at the photo again so he wouldn't burst out laughing. Shirabu rolled his eyes as Semi quieted down, *he's been around Tendou too much* he thought. Not to much longer, Semi got off on his stop, trying not to think about Shirabu snapping earlier, clearly he was in pain. "Idiot. He's pushing himself too much" ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ AN: trying something new, so stay with me :) anyways, I love this two setters, so I finally wrote a fic about them, please leave comments of what I could do better <3

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Setter's Rival/ a SemiShira fanfic / Shirabu x Semi ꧁Unwelcomed Guest꧂ 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 ♫ 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕 ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu finally arrived home, he was exhausted. Today wasn't a good day to say the least, he flopped down on his bed, put his arms straight in-front of him, looking up at the back of his hands. He tried to pick up his ball and throw a few light sets, but even those hurt. He knew the coach was gonna he pissed if he skipped practice, but he would also be pissed if he couldn't play. It pained Shirabu that he couldn't set, it had only been a few hours but he it was driving the boy nuts. He would even set for that dipshit Semi. Obviously it's pretty rare to set to another setter but you get the point. Shirabu sighed and layed in his bed, he glanced over to his broken finger, sighing, he realized that whining about it won't make it heal faster. Shiraba heard his phone buzz, One New Notification Tendou Satori ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ 🍫Tendou 🍫 How's your finger Bowl Cut boy? It's fine Tendou, and would you stop calking me that? No Read at 8:47 p.m. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ "What even was the point of that" Shirabu pinched the bridge of his nose and furrowed his brows. He didn't understand why Tendou acted like this, he was..... an interesting person, to saw the least. Shirabu sighed, then heard a knock on his door, "Kenjirou, there's someone at the front door, from your volleyball team." *who the hell?* Shirabu shook his head, and walked to the front door, he's anxiously opened the door, "Oh hi Shirabu" "Oh it's just you Bowl-Cut Brat." "Just because I'm a year under you, doesn't mean you have to treat me so disrespectfully" Shirabu glared at Goshiki, "Kenjirou, you don't need to be so mean to him. Goshiki, please come in" Shirabu's mom smiled, well Shirabu glared down Goshiki, "Wait Shirabu.... your first name is Kenj-" Shirabu slapped the back of his head, then felt a pain sting in his hand, he grunted in pain, "Kenjirou, is everything alright?" "Will you leave me the hell alone? I get enough of you at practice?!" Shirabu's mom snapped he head to look at Shirabu , before quickly clearing her throat, "I'm sorry Goshiki maybe you can come back-" "Why are you here?" Goshiki looked back over at Shirabu, ".....huh?" "I asked why you're here. Why are you at my house, Goshiki?" "Kenjirou, that's enough." Goshiki's mood had completely changed, he then sighed, "Tendou wanted me to check up on you..... he said you broke your fingers." Shirabu's eyes widened, "Is that true Kenjirou?" Shirabu was in a tight situation, he couldn't even breathe. *a panic attack? No maybe an anxiety attack? What should I do...... shit shit shit SHIT* "Kenjirou...... Kenjirou.... KENJIROU!" Shirabu snapped out of his thoughts, "Just go to your room Kenjirou, I think you've said enough." His mom sighed, watching Shirabu walk to his room. Goshiki soon left. Shirabu finally reached his room, his vision was blurry, he still couldn't talk, it felt as if everything was in slow motion. As soon as his door closed, he collapsed on the floor. Goshiki left the house, "Guess I went too far with calling him Kenjirou. Does he not like his first name? No no, I'm sure that's not it. But why did Tendou send me over here anyway?" Goshiki took out his phone, ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ stepbro Tendou why did you send me to Shirabu's house? Why didn't you go your self? Eh, I texted him so I didn't wanna bother him more THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU USE ME AS A SHEILD SATORI! So I'm assuming it didn't go well? That doesn't even begin to explain how it went..... Tsutomu, what did you do? I may have called him by his first name... And why did you do that? Well you do it all the time Satori, so I thought it would've been okay.... First off, I'm his upperclassman, second off his hates that, and third off THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU GET TOO! You're right Tendou, I think I made things worse. You definitely did. Well, I'll be home soon. Read at 9:13 ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Goshiki made his way home, the cold air bit and nipped at his skin, shivering the cold away. He looked down at his phone, he was sure why he just did. He sighed slipping his phone back into his pocket. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ ♫ Shirabu sat on his floor with his back to the wall, "Why did I freak out like that.... It's not even because he called my Kenjirou...." Shirabu threw his head back against the wall, sighing. Shirabu looked down at his phone, expecting something to pop up, but nothing. He was so disappointed in himself, he hates freaking out like that. He then put his knees up to his chest, crossed his arms over his knees, and sunk his face in his arms. As if his phone was mocking him, he suddenly started getting tons of notifications, from Tendou. But Shirabu didn't bother looking, every few minutes, the dark room would light up from his phone. It was starting to piss him off, he quickly flipped his phone over, stood up, and walked over to his bed. He face planted into his blankets, "This sucks." Shirabu had never been a "bad" kid but he wasn't good either. Often called stubborn or a prick, but he couldn't say he didn't disagree with them. He know sulking wouldn't make the situation better, so he decided to call Goshiki, ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ 𝔾𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕜𝕚 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑢 ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ "𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕦? 𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖-" 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑, "𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦." 𝔾𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝕛𝕒𝕨 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕, 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕨, "𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕘-" "𝑆ℎ𝑢𝑡 𝑢𝑝... 𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡." it went dead silent for a few minutes, "𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕, 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕞𝕚 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕒𝕥- 𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥." "𝑆𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒?" "𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕠, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡." 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑢 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑒𝑚𝑖?" "𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕝-" ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu hung up. He... he didn't wanna hate Semi, no he doesn't even hate him, he just, gets in his way. Shirabu picked up his phone, ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Semi I don't hate you. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ AN: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, BUT HERE I MADE A LONG CHAPTER FOR YOU GUYS, ENJOY

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Setter's Rival/ a SemiShira fanfic / Shirabu x Semi ꧁ A Hollow Mind꧂ 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 ♫ 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕 :) ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu was even took back but what he sent to Semi, *why the HELL did I send that, idiot, idiot IDIOT* Shirabu was already stressed out from his mom getting upset from earlier, his head was rushing with so many thoughts, How am I supposed to play? Do I hate Semi or do I just want his spot? Why would Goshiki of all people show up at MY house? Is my mom gonna hold this against me? **** my hand hurts Did Tendou tell Goshiki it was okay to call me Shirabu? Did Goshiki almost called Tendou his given name? Does my haircut really suck that much? *Okay maybe that last one was unnecessary* Shirabu laid on his bed that usually gives him comfort, relief, and a feeling of welcoming. But right now, it felt as if he was sleeping on stone. Shirabu didn't sleep well at all that night. ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Semi awoke his alarm blaring an irritating noise, "Ugggh shut up alarm..." His words slurred together, his eyes were heavy, and he pulled himself off his bed, then let out a tired some yawn. He blinked a few times before finally turning of his alarm, "Damn that piece of shit is annoying." He looked over to see a few notifications from his teammates, "Let's see, Tendou... no surprise, Ushijima, probably a bland 'Good Morning, Eita.' as usual. Reon? That's a little uncommon. Goshiki, and Shirabu." He sent his phone down, and blinked for a moment, "WAIT SHIRABU?! WHY- HUH?!" He always felt like Shirabu had more hatred towards Semi, then Semi felt towards Shirabu. Semi scratched his head in confusion for a few moments, hesitating to open the text message. He took a breathe in and opened it, "I don't hate you." His eyes widened, "Can this guy read my mind or something-" Semi has always thought Shirabu disliked him because he was the year above and was "superior". But was he just over thinking? He let out a sigh. *how am I gonna reply?* Semi typed a few sentences but deleted them before actually sending them. He genuinely couldn't think of what to send to Shirabu. "Think Eita, THINK!" Finally his tired mind came to a sentence, ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu I don't hate you. Well, that's kind of a surprise to me. Read at 7:10 ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu tched, even though his face was the faintest shade of pink. But Shirabu blew it off as nothing. He still couldn't believe he sent that to Semi, what was the point? He sighed, pulling on the pants to his uniform and wrapping his finger to hold it in place. He walked out his bedroom door to see his mother cooking breakfast, "Morning Kenjirou, are you hungry?" Kenjirou looked at the watch he had on his wrist, "I suppose I have enough time to eat." His mom let out a sigh, "What was with you and that boy last night?" Shirabu froze up, that moment hadn't escaped his mind all night, in fact it kept him up. He couldn't find words to respond with. He felt hollow, just his thoughts clustered together, but making no sense, "Kenjirou?" He could see his moms mouth moving, but no word came out, he looked down at his hands, they look, so.... far.... away..... put he could still feel the pain in his hand, it was 3 times, no 5 times more intense then he remembered. *What the **** is going on?* "KENJIROU! KENJIROU CAN YOU HEAR ME?!" "Mom?" Shirabu felt everything in slow motion, it was so silent, he could feel the chair falling to the ground, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could see his mom with a distressed face racing towards him. Before, everything went black.... ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Semi buttoned up the white blazer to his uniform and packed his extra clothes for practice, double checking that he had everything, he waved goodbye to his dad walking out the door. He started his walk to the bus stop, ♫ Semi tapped his finger along with the bass, and hummed with words, to a random person, he probably looked like a lunatic. It's not every day you see a 5'10" (179.5 cm) man, with grey spiky hair, dressed in a uniform that belongs to a powerhouse school, dancing around to music that only he can hear. But this was one of the rare moments where Semi could feel relaxed in public, but something was off, the bus was gonna be there in less then 5 minutes, and Shirabu is ALWAYS, there before him. For some reason Semi couldn't just brush is off. A person like Shirabu doesn't break a routine that's he's stuck to for years. He quickly opened up messages, he didn't even hesitate, ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Shirabu This is odd, but why aren't you at the bus spot? ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ Semi suddenly wasn't in such a good mood, *I don't even like that brat very much? Why am I so concerned?* Thats what he thought until the bus arrived, he felt his breath heavy, he stepped onto the bus, *where is he?* The bus driver stopped him, "Hey isn't there another kid that gets on here?" Semi nodded, "Must be sick, I'd assume." He continued walking to find a spot to sit, but a ear piercing siren corrupted the silence. Semi's eyes followed the ambulance, *wait, it's turning down by Shirabu's house...* ♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎ AN: shorter chapter today, but ooooooh plot finally, anyways I have this headcanon that the third years all text each other good morning and Goshiki tried to join in. Also I feel like Semi is kinda loopy in the morning

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