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Kuroo looked at his watch wondering where their tall silver-haired teenager is. He is late which makes no sense since Yaku promised to practice with him. Nobuyuki, the vice-captain, stood next to him looking concerned also. Kenma looked over towards his boyfriend, Kuroo who was busy chewing on his bottom lip. The setter knew that any second longer, Kuroo is going to run out and find him. Yet he didn't get a chance because Lev ran in.
Only he didn't look like a normal boy.
His silver hair was combed back with loose strands on his forehead. He wore a tight-fitting black v-neck with a grey suit jacket. A pair of rolled up skinny jeans covered his long pale legs with a nice pair of shoes. Lev looked very good so handsome that he made the entire practice stop. That a few people were spiked in the face or body part. Even Coach Nekomata raised his eyebrow. Some of the straight players thought if they were wrong about their sexuality.
"Sorry, I'm late!" Lev bowed. "The runway practice ran a little bit later than usual."
"Woah," Kuroo caught Lev's shoulders. "Runway practice?"
"Yeah, runway practice." Lev nodded.
"Why runway practice?" Nobuyuki asked him.
"I'm a part-time model," Lev said, seriously.
"WHAT!" The entire team screamed together.
Lev nodded again.
Yaku felt as if his legs are jelly. He is already light-headed from seeing Lev in this outfit but hearing that he is a part-time model is too much. Yaku met Kuroo's eyes and watched as his eyebrows wiggled. Lev seemed confused about why people are worried about this. He stood there waiting for everyone to get their bearings together. Lev fixed the falling sports bag before it slips off his shoulder.
"You're a model?" Kuroo asked, eyes blinking.
"Part-time." Lev corrected.
"I don't think we care about the part-time thing," Yamamoto said as he gripped his blonde mohawk. "We care about the whole model thing."
Lev nodded slowly.
"How are you a model?" Nobuyuki asked, still very shocked.
"Well my dear sister Alisa is a fashion designer," Lev smiled. "So I model her clothing when she needs me. Which is apparently every show but I'm not complaining. It's really fun!"
"Is that one of her outfits?" Kenma asked, curiously.
Lev looked down, "Yeah Kenma! I would say you could try it on but it would big on you. It's from her date night collection which is the theme this fashion show."
"Date night collection," Kuroo nodded. He looked over at Yaku. "Hear that Yaku?"
Yaku glared at his friend.
"I'm going to change now," Lev said.
He tried to walk past Kuroo but the Captain grabbed his arm. Lev looked over at Kuroo with an eyebrow raised. Kuroo's eyes narrowed. He looked Lev over before spinning the tallboy around. He grabbed Lev's bag then took his wrists. Kuroo walked Lev over to the end of the gym. The entire Nekoma watched the Captain move about. Yaku asked Kenma for him to do something but Kenma watched with the others. He was just confused about what is happening as the other team. Not even Coach Nekomata tried to stop it.
Kuroo made a motion for Lev to stay still. The tall half-Russian boy did. The Nekoma team captain walked back to grab Kenma's phone from the bench. Kenma frowned opening his mouth but Kuroo held up a hand. He typed something then turn towards Lev. He had a serious look.
"Shouldn't we be practicing, Kuroo?" Lev asked.
"We will," Kuroo nodded. "After you walk."
"Walk?" Yaku asked him.
"Yes, walk. If you really are a part-time model then you know how to model walk," Kuroo held up Kenma's phone. "Get ready."
"Why am I doing this?" Lev asked, hand in the air.
"I have to see this." Kuroo nodded.
Yaku wanted to object but Kuroo already pressed play. A song played through the speakers, echoing throughout the gym. Lev shrugged his shoulders before standing up straight, he walked down a perfectly straight line. Each step matched with the beat. His face was slack but his intense green eyes stared forward. His arms swung slightly by his side, his hips swayed and he stopped near the team. His hands were slipped into his jean pockets. Lev turned side to side, showing the outfit off for the onlookers. He turned around and walked back perfectly straight.
The short libero just watched. His eyes were a bit widened seeing the first year walk. Somehow each step made Yaku braindead. Even his brown eyes went to watch Lev's hips sway with the motion. Yaku found this wasn't clumsy or going overboard, he was moving just enough. Every step made you look at him, look at the clothing framing his body. Lev stopped in the front, he turned halfway again looking at the team.
His green eyes locked with Yaku's. Expect, the half-Russian boy wasn't playing around or being naive. It was as if he was challenging Yaku to look at him. It was as if he wanted Yaku to never look away from him. It was as if he needed Yaku to look at him. This wasn't the loudmouth, the blunt first year he has known. This was a silent, deadly killer.
And it makes Yaku rethink everything he knows about Lev.
The music was paused by Kuroo, whose jaw was dropped. Lev turned around, becoming to the blunt teenager they all knew and smiled at Kuroo. Lev walked back, granted not in the same sexy way as earlier, but no one else couldn't think otherwise. Lev used this chance to change into his practice clothes. Kuroo turned back to Yaku, jerking his thumb towards the retreating Lev.
"Has he ever mentioned that to you?" Kuroo asked.
Yaku shook his head, "No."
"Seriously?"
Yaku nodded.
"Is it bad that I'm jealous he fawns over you?" Kuroo shook his head.
Kenma elbowed Kuroo in the stomach. The captain hunched over, letting out a groan. Kuroo went to chase after Kenma who was waking away. Yaku put his hands on his hips watching them. He thought back to the walk. He could picture it clearly once more. Lev's intense green eyes looking at them, his hips swaying softly and his face. He didn't smile nor did he made the slightest facial expression but somehow it was handsome. It was borderline sexy.
Okay, Yaku needs to think something else. Which is how he spun around ready to put everything into practice.
Thankfully, it worked. Everyone played on their top-notch game, perhaps they were doing what Yaku was doing. Putting everything into practice so they could forget what just happened. Kuroo also used this to his advantage. He was able to use tactics that failed before. Coach Nekomata allowed all of this to happen also. It wasn't until the end of practice when they were sweating and red blotches they realized why they worked so hard. It's all because of Alisa Haiba burst through.
In Yaku's opinion, she is very pretty and she also reminded him of Lev a great deal. Her light blonde hair curled lightly around her, she was tall and lean paired with a beautiful dress. Her eyes were also the same shade of green as Lev's eyes. Alisa looked around frantic trying to find someone. Lev was distracted by Shibayama, another first year, they were talking about something so he didn't know his sister burst through the gym.
"Lyovochka?" She called out.
That made Lev turned around with his eyebrows raised, "Alisa? What are you doing here? Mom was going to pick me up."
Alisa eyes widen seeing her brother. She rushed over, her heels clicking on the floor. She grabbed Lev by the shoulders, shaking him. Yaku didn't know if he should intervene or not. But Lev didn't look afraid just concerned. Kuroo also looked conflicted if he should do something. Kenma peeked over Kuroo's side, trying to find out what is happening.
"Aiko is sick!" Alisa exclaimed.
"Then what about the backup, Hayato?" Lev asked her.
"He got married, remember? They're on their honeymoon in Italy. He won't be able to make it on time!"
"So what are you going to do?"
"Me?" She shook her head. "Lyovohka, you have to wear his outfits also!"
Lev's eyes widened, "What? I can't, Alisa. He is three models behind me. Not to mention his final outfit deals with heels."
"You can walk in heels."
"I'm sorry," Kuroo broke through. "What? You can walk in heels, Lev?"
"Yes, I can. Can't everyone?" Lev asked him.
"Not that I know of," Kuroo replied.
"Lyovochka, you have too please! Your the only one who matches his measurements! Not to mention you look so great in the skirt!"
Yaku's mind went haywire hearing that final sentence. Lev in a skirt? How would the half-Russian boy look? Not to mention the heels comment popped in his mind. Everything was causing the short libero mind spin. He couldn't think of anything else but that. Oh, why can't he think of anything else? Yaku wishes Lev would say something stupid without realizing so he could kick him. Sadly, that never happened.
"Okay," Lev sighed. "I'll do it. But you do realize I have to change in front of everyone."
"Again, you have done that also." Alisa smiled, largely.
"What!?" Kuroo asked, shocked once more.
Alisa looked over Kuroo, "Well sometimes you don't have time to go to the stalls. You just gotta strip in front of everyone."
Lev's face burned bright red from the sudden attention.
This action alone almost made Yaku want to jump in and do something idiotic to gain everyone's attention. But he was glued to the floor thinking over the entire conversation between Lev and his sister Alisa. He didn't know what to think about this. Should he try to say something at all? Or should he stay back allow this to happen? But Kuroo moved before Yaku could do anything.
"Well," Kuroo patted Lev's shoulder. "Have fun at the show this weekend!"
Alisa's eyes brighten, "Do you guys want to go?"
"Alisa?!" Lev asked her.
"What do you mean?" Yamamoto asked, confused.
"Well, I know for a fact it's always nice to have a day off. You know, rest up those weary bones." Alisa sighed. "Plus it'll give the impression people really want to see my clothes. Especially young males!!"
"So what do we do? Just sit and clap?" Kuroo asked her.
"Yes! It's not that hard. We'll even have a band playing. Lyovochka suggested them!" Alisa pulled at Lev's cheek.
"Hm," Kuroo put his hands on his hips. "I'm down! This is something I have to tell, my bro. Bokuto is so going to be jealous!"
Kenma slapped his forehead at the mention of Bokuto.
Yaku looked over at Lev again. Lev pressed his lips together looking at his older sister. He was obviously thinking over her offer. Suddenly, every team member started to claim they wanted to go. Kenma's arm was raised by Kuroo to show that he is going. Yaku found himself being stared down everyone, he is the only one who never said anything.
He was going to say no, he had to study for college exams. But Lev's intense green eyes looked over at him. Without thinking, Yaku agreed to go. Kuroo wrapped his arm around Yaku's shoulders, bring the short boy close. Lev looked away for the first looking nervous. This look is new to Yaku. He has never seen this face on him, just like the model face.
And Yaku doesn't like it at all.
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Everyone was going to meet at Nekoma gym for the bus Alisa rented for them. She was going up with them and already claimed the seat next to Lev. Yaku isn't sure the both of them are going to sit in the same seat being so tall. The driver looked also bored when she arrived to pick them up. She opened the bus doors revealing headphones covered her ears with loud punk rock music blaring.
Alisa grabbed Lev's arms and raced on the bus. Lev allowed himself to be tugged on and pushed into a seat. He took the inside so his sister could stretch out. Kuroo took the seat in front of them with Kenma instantly by his side, very close. Yaku grabbed a seat across from them sitting with Nobuyuki. Everyone piled on and spoke very loud about their excitement. Alisa eagerly answered their questions.
Lev looked around, his hands gripped at his shorts trying to calm his racing heart. It's not that Lev is embarrassed to be a male model, oh no he could care less. That just tells him how good looking he is and not to mention he would do anything for his older sister. After all, they have been there for each other in their times of need. What he was concerned was about how his team is going to think of him.
Will they think differently of him? Lev wasn't sure to react from their reactions when Kuroo had him walk. They never said anything or made a readable face. Instead, they pushed the practice until they could barely move. Lev isn't sure if he could lose his friends that easily. He just found them and they can actually stand him. Which the tallboy knows deep down it's tiring to be around him. LEv doesn't have a filter no matter how hard he tries.
"Okay," Kuroo looked at Alisa. "What do we have to do?"
"Look interested in my clothing," Alisa said.
"Easy," He replied.
"Are you kidding me?" Kenma asked him. "You going to geek out on the lights and smoke machine."
"But I'll look interested, Kitten!"
Kenma rolled his eyes, "Are you going to tell Bokuto everything afterward?"
"Well of course! He doesn't have a model on his team. He may brag that Akaashi could be a model but we have a real deal!" Kuroo clapped Lev on the shoulder.
Lev gave a chuckle.
"Each model is going to have three outfits," Alisa went on. "Just about three minutes and so-so seconds to show off the clothing, not to mention change under pressure."
"Can Lev do that?" Shibayama asked, confused about this.
"Yes," Lev nodded. "I've done it in the past."
"How come you're name doesn't pop up on the internet?" Tamahiko asked as he looked down on his phone.
"I use a stage name. If the school finds out then I could be kicked out." Lev replied.
"Don't you dare try to kick off the team, Tamahiko! We need him damn it. He scares the players with his freakish height." Kuroo said.
"Thanks, Kuroo." Lev sighed.
"As if you weren't freakish height either, Kuro." Kenma poked Kuroo's shoulder.
"Ouch, you have wounded me." Kuroo sighed dramatically.
The rest of the team broke off into their own conversations. Alisa and Lev spoke about the show tonight even bring big names who would show tonight. Alisa even pulled up Lev's shirt to make sure he wasn't bruised from volleyball practice. Lev sighed at his sister's reaction. As if Lev had bruised himself knowing how important this show is to his sister.
They arrived at the venue about an hour later. Alisa jumped squealed before dragging Lev behind her. The rest of the Nekoma team followed behind. All of them were taken back by the scene before them. There were long silver bleachers lined down about ten feet. A long, narrow black runaway set in the middle. At the end of the runaway is perched by two golden lions in the corners. Towards the back, the band was setting up getting ready to practice. Stage works walked around the venue holding items needed for the show tonight.
"Okay!" Alisa clapped her hands. "We have to practice now. I would like to ask you to go explore the nearby town for about an hour or so."
"Why?" Yaku asked, instantly worried leaving Lev alone.
"I want the outfits to be a surprise! Not to mention the female models will practice right after. I'm very sure they don't want the boys to ogle just yet." Alisa replied.
"Okay." Kuroo shrugged his shoulders. "Be back in an hour, Lev. Do you best during practice, yeah?"
"Of course, Kuroo!" Lev smiled widely.
Yaku met with Lev's eyes. They both had a silent conversation something very common during games. Yaku was asking if Lev was sure he will be fine. If Lev said no then Yaku would have sat down on the bleachers just to lend support for Lev. Sadly, the first year has grown on him. Lev waved them off with a plastered smile. Another new facial expression on the half-Russian boy.
"Okay, we'll be back then." Yaku told him.
"Bye! See you guys later!" Lev waved wildly.
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The town wasn't anything new to the boys. After all, they do live in Tokyo. Instead, they wanted to know what is happening down at the venue due to the loud music being played. A small smile crossed Yaku's face because it's Lev's favorite song. Then he frowned wondering how he knew that was Lev's favorite song. Yet he does know. During the rare time's Lev's quiet, he has earphones in and playing that song. He has replayed over and over again until Yaku learned every word, every chord, and everything about it.
Yaku found himself tapping the rhythm when he is relaxing at home.
A snicker tore Yaku away from his thoughts. He turned to the side to find Kuroo grinning. These were the days he found Kuroo annoying. Yes, he will admit Kuroo is smart and very clever but he also can get very annoying. Especially when Kuroo finds himself trying to 'mentor' his teammates because he is the captain. Oh, how Yaku loathes those times Kuroo wants to 'mentor' him because Kuroo comments really dig underneath his skin.
"Are you sure Lev never told you he was a model?" Kuroo asked him.
"Very sure," Yaku replied.
"Huh," Kuroo huffed.
"Why do you ask anyway?"
"Well, I assumed Lev tells you everything!"
Yaku narrowed his eyes towards Kuroo, "Doesn't he tell you and Bokuto everything also?"
"Oya, oya, oya," Kuroo smirked. "Is that jealously I'm hearing?"
"What are you talking about?" Yaku asked him.
"Yes, Lev is close with Bokuto and I. He seems to be the only one who can handle our wild stunts. Not to mention he needs to be pushed more in volleyball," Kuroo looked towards Kenma. "It would help if we had more than one setter. Akaashi can only keep up so long."
Kenma flicked Kuroo off, not looking up from his phone.
Kuroo snorted. He let his arm slipped off Yaku's shoulders only to put it around Kenma to keep the shorter boy close. And also to make sure Kenma doesn't run into things. The Nekoma captain looked down at Yaku with his eyebrows narrowed. His expression changed from joking to a serious expression.
"He's scared," Kuroo said.
Yaku raised his eyebrow.
"Lev," Kuroo looked straight. "I don't know what or why but he is. I think you should talk to him when we get back."
Yaku looked in the same direction as Kuroo, "Okay."
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The Nekoma team came back when Kuroo received a text from Lev. They saw some people were already taking their seats in bleachers and their excitement echoed throughout the venue. Kuroo took note of the lights already on, the band equipment sat at the front of the stage. Sadly, the fog machines aren't on. The Nekoma took the bench empty bench on the front row, wanting nothing more to support Lev and Alisa.
While waiting, Kuroo found himself spitting out facts to Kenma about the changing lights. Kenma just looked at Kuroo not once telling him to shut up. Yaku found himself looking around for something. The libero isn't sure himself. All he knows is his eyes are darting around the stage until they found his mark. Lev peeked out from behind the curtain looking around, his eyes landed on the team before jerking away. Yaku told Kuroo he would be right back, though he isn't sure he was heard and walked towards the back of the stage.
Yaku isn't sure that he is allowing to do this but no one is stopping him yet. Behind the stage is chaotic, people running around, outfits were being put on and Alisa's voice was heard somewhere. He's shocked that they didn't hear it out there. After all, it's just a curtain separating them. He looked around for Lev and he spotted the boy next to a girl who is putting makeup on him.
"Yaku!" Lev shouted happily.
The make-up scolded him but continued her work. Yaku walked over to her taking in Lev's appearance. He wore the same outfit he appeared in the gym but this time with a different leather jacket. His green eyes were framed with black eyeliner and gold eyeshadow. He smiled proudly when Yaku stood in front of him. Lev's eyes told Yaku he was nervous but his smile almost convinced Yaku he was.
Only Yaku knows he isn't.
"I'll be right Lev," The make-up girl said. "I'll have to change your lipstick color."
Lev nodded, "Okay Himari! Hello Yaku, what are you doing back here?"
"I saw your head poking out." Yaku jerked his thumb toward the curtain.
"Oh," Lev pouted.
"Everything okay? You seem down."
"I'm fine! Just stage nerves."
Yaku crossed his arms over his chest, "But you did great back at the gym."
Lev pressed his lips together.
"Unless you mean you're scared of something else."
Lev looked away from him.
"What are you scared about, Lev?"
Once again, Lev's eyes moved away from him.
"Lev?" Yaku asked, concerned.
This made Lev break. He wrapped his arms around himself looking down at Yaku. He looked downright terrified not to mention his skin is a lot paler and not because of the glitter on his face. Lev clenched his fist by his side as he sighed.
"What if the team thinks differently of me? What if the Coach kicks me off? What if the whole school finds out!" Lev pouted, looking away again. "I could handle the mocking from the school but not you guys. The team are my best friends. I'm glad Kuroo brought me to the club because I never would have found you guys."
"Oh, Lev." Yaku sighed.
Lev blinked, "Do you think differently of me, Yaku?"
That made Yaku grab Lev's hands. His voice sounded so small, almost like a kicked animal. This wasn't the tall boy who didn't have a filter, who doesn't think twice about commenting on Yaku's height. Instead, this was a scared first year that Yaku has gotten used to from his second year being on the volleyball team. Yaku rubbed his thumbs across Lev's knuckles.
"If I'm going, to be honest, we do think differently of you," That made Lev let out a strangled cry but Yaku went on. "But not in a bad way, Lev. I think you made some of us rethink if we are straight. Not to mention you made Kuroo speechless! Name someone who can do that besides Kenma and Bokuto?"
Lev gave a small smile.
"As for me," Yaku sighed, a smile crossing his face. "Don't worry about it, yeah? I'm not mad or upset with you. I rather you see give it you're all just like you do on the volleyball court."
"You really don't think differently of me, Yaku?" Lev asked him.
Yaku nodded, "Honestly, I don't."
They heard Lev's name was called by the make-up girl. Yaku sighed not wanting to leave if Lev is still upset. But Lev does something entirely new. He leaned down and kissed Yaku on the cheek then rushed off. Yaku looked after the tall boy with wide eyes and a blushing face. He isn't sure how long he stood there like a dummy before he was asked to go back to the bleachers. He did and sat next to Kenma.
"Everything okay?" Kenma asked him.
Yaku only nodded.
He had no time to think about what just had happened because someone came out to start the show. He looked back to the stage waiting to see Lev. The announcer walks towards the curtain as the band went to their instruments. The band started to hype the crowd causing half of the Nekoma team to shout. Yaku tapped his fingers against his knees along with the beat. It's Lev's favorite song again.
Within half-way of the first verse, the first model stepped out. Yaku didn't really care about him because he wasn't Lev. Though he will admit the outfit looks good. Lev was the third model to step out. He didn't look over at the Nekoma team nor did he smile. But that doesn't mean Nekoma didn't wolf whistle Lev as he walked past them. He had the same blank face from the gym, he walked with purpose and he looked amazing in the outfit. Yaku finally took notice that Lev is wearing black lipstick and it looks amazing just like the makeup.
On the back of his leather jacket was a golden, paint-splattered lion. Lev made it to the end of the stage, he turned aside to the side showing off the outfit. The photographers called out his stage name but Lev turned around to show the back off of the jacket. He walked back to the front of the stage, Yaku took notice it was faster than him walking down. More models walked out then Lev was back causing Nekoma cheer once again.
This time Lev walked down with skin-tight black pants, thigh-high heels, and a white crop-top. A simple jacket laid over his shoulders. He walked with confidence which did something to Yaku. He couldn't help but think how good looking Lev looks in heels. Not to mention the crop-top showed off his toned stomach. Yaku found himself not looking away from the first year.
"Who would wear that on a date?" Inuoka asked, confused.
"I would," Kuroo nodded.
Kenma sighed, "All I ask of you is leave Bokuto out of it. Akaashi will never forgive you."
"But Akaashi loves to see Bokuto in skin-tight clothing," Kuroo said.
Yaku looked at him.
"Yes but Akaashi is a disaster gay." Kenma pointed out.
"What kind of double dates do y'all have?" Yaku asked them.
Kenma gave him a look saying 'Do not ask'. That made Yaku nod before turning back to the stage.
Lev was back on stage, his hair was a bit messy to go with the outfit. He wore a black long sleeve shirt with a white vest, blue jeans. It was simple and didn't go with the makeup but he wore it well. Yaku found this outfit endearing and he wouldn't mind walking out in public with LEv wearing this. Hell, he wouldn't mind it at all. He just might ask Lev to go out for coffee one day.
That thought made him freeze. Did he just think of taking Lev out? Without the team, without anything dealing with schooling? Does Yaku want alone time with Lev? The only answer he could think of was yes. He wanted to spend time with Lev alone. He wanted to make Lev laugh, make him smile or make him blush. Yaku wants to be the reason why. He wishes he would have known long before his model life was exposed to the team. That means he could have been at least prepared for the outfits.
A loud roar of applause caused Yaku to snap out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Lev walking down with the most eye-catching outfits. Lev was shirtless but on his shoulders was a golden cape with a lion head over his. It made the golden eyeshadow and black lipstick stand out. He wore black skinny jeans and black boots. His hands grabbed at the cape and opened revealing the glitter inside. Each step made the lion mane bounce but Lev's face showed confidence.
"Yeah!" Kuroo jumped to his feet. "Work it, boy! WORK IT!"
"I guess we know who Alisa's favorite model is to design for," Nobuyuki said. He then whistled.
A proud smile crossed Yaku's face. His eyes locked with Lev who face broke into a large smile. Yaku watched Lev walked behind the curtain. He was pulled by the shoulders by Kuroo who looked at him with wide eyes. Yaku is a bit scared of this look. He has only seen this look a few times, when Kuroo's plan goes well and when Kuroo gets in front of chemicals.
"Did you see that cape!?" Kuroo shook Yaku. "He has to wear that cape again! Like shit, it was fucking awesome. Right?"
Out of the corner of Yaku's eye, he saw Kenma smiling at Kuroo.
"Woah, look at the stage, y'all!" Yamamoto shouted.
They both did. Lev stepped out once more for his final outfit. Kuroo let out a shout of joy as he let go of Yaku to wolf whistle at Lev. He clapped his hands wildly. Yaku jaw dropped seeing the outfit. He wore a black skirt, thigh-high black heels, a white sweater with black horizontal stripes. A simple black hat rested on his head allowing strands of his silver hair to frame his face. Yaku took notice of the lack of gold eyeshadow.
This outfit made Lev look soft. The white sweater covered up his muscles and the thigh-high heels covered up his leg muscles. Yaku isn't sure what he preferred at the moment. The soft Lev or his normal entire? But the lion cape appeared in his head. He found himself liking both of them equally. Though he doesn't really need Lev to wear the heels around him. It's already hard enough to stand next to the silver-haired boy as it is.
The band played the final notes allowing the lights to wave around. Kuroo kept on cheering on Lev as he walked. The final model walked behind the curtain, the final note was played and cheers echoed through the night. Alisa stepped out on stage, waving at the crowd. Behind walked out the models in their final outfits allowing them to get one last look. The cheers were much louder, flashes from the camera clicked wildly. Alisa looked over at the Nekoma team, she mouthed a thank you before walking back. She jerked her head for them to follow her.
Kuroo grabbed both Yaku and Kenma and rushed to the backstage. The rest of the team followed. They saw Alisa and Lev talking near the mirrors. Lev is sitting in the chair with his legs crossed. Kuroo raced up to Alisa and waved his arms around. Alisa clapped her hands together seeing them. Yaku looked over Lev to make sure the boy is okay. Lev smiled at him.
"That cape was amazing!" Kuroo told Alisa. "Like, dude, Lev has to wear that out on a date one night."
"And go where?" Yaku asked him.
"The zoo, Yaku. I dunno somewhere they can appreciate his toned stomach!" Kuroo fingers snaped. "Drag clubs! They'll love you there."
"Oh, Lyovochka performed there once." Alisa smiled.
"I'm sorry, what?" Yamamoto asked him.
"Well, yeah," Alisa nodded. "Our older brother owns the one in Tokyo. One of his girls was sick so Lev filled in. He can lip sing, Britney Spears, like its no one business."
"Why don't you tell us this stuff?" Kuroo asked him, throwing his hands in the air.
Lev looked away guilty. Yaku thought back to their conversation before the show.
"He doesn't have to tell us everything, Kuroo." Yaku said.
"Anyway, we should Lev change those heels aren't even in his size." Alisa checked her phone. "I would be honored if you guys go out to eat with us. I'll pay."
The team agreed right away. Alisa asked them to follow her but Yaku stayed back. He looked over at Lev who slumped into the chair. Yaku gave him an amused smile thinking back to the days when they would train Lev until he fell against the ground. Thankfully, they don't do that often but there are days when they push Lev to his limits. The tallboy looked over at Yaku with a pout.
"I don't think I can walk again, Yaku," Lev whined.
"I'm sure you can. This is nothing like your early volleyball practices." Yaku patted his arm.
"True," Lev sat up to unzip his boots. "But to be honest, I think lip-syncing to Britney Spears is harder than both of these things."
"So you actually was a drag queen for one night?"
"Not just one night. I only fill in when my brother needs a fill-in. At least I wear the right heel size."
Yaku took in the recent information but decided to think about it much later. He helped Lev sit the heels on his side and pulled Lev to his feet. Lev grabbed his bag, looking exhausted but stopped walking. He turned back to Yaku. He gave the libero a serious look. It made Yaku looked back with his eyebrow raised.
"I like doing this," Lev said, carefully. "I also like dressing in drag some days."
Yaku tilted his head to the side.
Lev's hand tighten on his bag, "So please don't think I don't."
"It shouldn't matter what I think, right?" Yaku finally spoke.
His green eyes narrowed.
"But," Yaku said, stepping closer. "I'm going to make sure you're okay throughout it. I'm going to make sure you don't pressure yourself or go overboard. I'll make sure that the team doesn't spread this around the school. I just . . . I'm just happy because you're happy."
Lev's eyes widen before he pulled Yaku into a bone-crushing hug. Yaku felt his face burning bright red as he was lifted off the ground. The soft fabric of the sweater brushed against his arms. Yaku thought back to the kiss on his cheek earlier. It made his cheek tingled and he wondered if Lev was going to kiss him again. Lev put him down, smiling down at Yaku with the large smile.
"Thank you, Yaku!" Lev exclaimed.
He walked away to change but Yaku felt disappointed. Did he really want that kiss badly? Yaku slapped his face, he can't think about that right now. He should go out to meet with the rest of the team but he didn't move. His feet stayed there until he saw Lev walking out. He wore his outfit from earlier this morning but the make-up is still on his face. Yaku saw why Lev is eating a chocolate bar. Yaky curses himself for not bringing snacks for Lev.
Lev waved at him and jogged towards Yaku. Together, they walked out to find Alisa talking to Kuroo and Kenma. Kuroo was asking her to make him and Bokuto similar capes Lev wore at the shore. They all climbed on the bus but this time Yaku pulled Lev to sit with him. Lev looked at him confused but sat down anyway. Alisa promised to make Kuroo the capes as they spoke about the prices.
"Wait," Yaku looked at Kuroo. "When are you going to wear them?"
"Our double date nights, duh," Kuroo said.
Kenma sighed, "I sometimes think you only do this to annoy Akaashi."
"Probably," Kuroo smirked. "But trust me, Akaashi will love this surprise. And so will my Brokuto."
Kenma shook his head, "Well, we are banned from three cafes in both Kanto and Nerima."
"Don't worry about that, Kitten. I'm sure we can find places to wear them, right Alisa?" Kuroo asked.
"Of course!" Alisa replied.
Lev smiled, "They are really comfortable, Kuroo!"
"That's because you're shirtless, Lev," Nobuyuki told him.
Yaku had to force himself not to think back on the outfit but failing miserably.
"I'll have you know Brokuto and I have really good bodies." Kuroo crossed his arms.
"But Bokuto has a better body than you, Kuroo," Lev said.
Kuroo flopped against the seat, "Ever since you told him that, he has held that over my head. Not to mention the smug look Akaashi gave me. I swear that boy loves Bokuto to win against me."
"He does." Kenma snorted.
Kuroo let out a protest.
Lev smiled, "Well, it doesn't matter. You just need to wear it with confidence!"
"Like you did?" Kuroo smirked. "I have to see your drag shows now, Lev. They have to be so cool and killer!"
"They are!" Alisa clapped her hands. "I have videos."
Kuroo yelled at her to show him. Lev looked away with a blushing face when he heard the song playing through the speakers. Yaku looked over at Lev. The tallboy didn't look uncomfortable nor did he look at Yaku to tell him to stop the video. But when he heard the teams 'oohed' and gasp, Yaku watched Lev's blushing face turned into pride. It was just like when Lev hits the spike just right. Another thing he is passionate about.
Yaku looked over to see Kuroo and Kenma's eyes widened. Kuroo kept mouthing 'oh my god' and Kenma just looked impressed. He then looked at Alisa's phone screen watching Lev dance on stage, his mouth matching each word. Yaku had to admit that Lev looks good in long hair. But what shocked him was when Lev jumped into splits. He found himself screaming 'holy shit' before he could cover his mouth. Just like the rest of the team, he couldn't look away from the video. When Lev bent backward while doing the split he watched the money rained down on him.
"Dude," Yamamoto gasped. "What did you do with the money?"
"I gave it to my brother," Lev replied. "His wife was about to have a baby. They needed the money more than me."
"He also forgot to get them a gift for their baby shower," Alisa replied.
Sounds like him, Yaku thought fondly.
"So you went all out because you forgot?" Kenma asked him, actually curious.
Lev chuckled, "I also like Britney Spears."
"You're a good boy, Lev," Kuroo nodded with a serious expression. "Britney Spears is the Queen. We all must bow to her."
Kenma rolled his eyes at his boyfriend.
Yaku watched as Lev stood on his feet in heels. He danced more gathering cheers from the crowd. One thing Yaku knows is, Lev loves to be flashy. It's his favorite thing. Perhaps that why Lev wants to spike all the time or shouts. Lev just loves the spotlight and this shows it. Yaku wonders if it's because of his siblings babying him or giving him all the attention he ever wanted.
No matter the answer, Yaku thinks it paid off. Lev knows how to move his body and gather attention in anything he does. Still, it's something watching the clumsy boy being able to move so fluidly. Not to mention Lev's hips are very hypnotic.
"Woah," Yaku whispered to himself. "You can move."
"Yup! Lyovochka has been walking heels long before normal shoes." Alisa said, proudly.
They went on to talk about the show, complimenting Alisa for her designs and Lev for his modeling. Both of the Haiba siblings blushed and tried to pass the compliments to each other. Yaku smiled watching the siblings interact with each other. After ten minutes, they arrived at the restaurant and all climbed out. Alisa took Lev by the arm bringing himself smiling largely. Yaku followed after.
The restaurant was a simple barbeque place but the team didn't mind. All their cheering made them very hungry. They were escorted to the biggest table and sat down. Lev took the seat next to Yaku looked over at Lev with a smile crossing his face.
Huh, Yaku could get to this. He wouldn't mind spending more time with Lev but he would like to do it alone.
Only how is he going to ask Lev for some alone time?