Chanceball Chapter 83: Mad Chase

The announcer returned to the podium after a musical item and introduced the graduating class for that year, pointing out that a number of the members were heading to prestigious colleges.

“Our captain of the volleyball team- Dabi Todoroki, has been selected by Kappuru college as part of their sports program and we here at Nekoma, would like to wish him all the best.

Mister Todoroki would you please come to the front so that we may have a few words with you?” he asked with an expectant smile.

Unwilling to leave his post, staring you down with an erotic glaze to his eyes, Dabi finally looked away and dragged himself to his feet then walked calmly to the front of the hall with hands in pocket, a smattering of clapping accompanying him down between the rows of students.

“Congratulations, Todoroki,” the announcer said in a celebratory tone as he walked up onto the stage, “would you please give a conclusion speech to the rest of the class?”

“What?! Dabi speaking to the class?” You thought with a smirk, “this is going to be interesting…”

“It would be my pleasure,” Dabi said, stepping up to the mic and gripping his hands into the sides of the podium.

He hung his head then looked up directly at you. His turquoise eyes bore straight through you from your face to your core- making you squirm in your seat.

“This year, especially, has been hard.”His eyes unwavering from yours.

A few loud cheers from the boys accompanied his blunt comment but he didn’t even bother to look at them.

“Sweat… dripped from our pores…”

“Blood, sweat, and tears, baby!” a Nekoma team member shouted from the back of the room.

Dabi smirked at the person then back to you.

“You know what I’d say to this year?” he asked with rhetorical loudness, “I’d say, ‘bend over, baby, time for daddy to—,”

The microphone was quickly removed from in front of his mouth and the principal hurriedly escorted him from the stage to the screams and hollering of his male classmates (and various other supporters) while you covered with embarrassment and slunk down in your seat.

“Somehow, I don’t think any of that was directed at the year. I think the entirety of that speech was aimed at me,” you thought, shielding your eyes so that no one could see you.

Dabi was taken outside for a talking to but the teachers and principal couldn’t really do anything because he was technically already graduated and so was permitted to go back inside if he behaved.

As he sauntered back into the hall and sat down, you shook your head with a smirk and he winked at you, placing his fingers in a V either side of his mouth and poking his tongue out between them.

“Gooooddd!!” You hid your face again with embarrassment.

After the ceremony had finally ended Dabi was forced to follow his class to the photo section, much to your relief so that you could make sure you were ready to avoid him so that he could get even more sexually frustrated.

Quietly you slipped outside, intending to hide around the side of the building but a voice stopped you short.

“Y/N,” Kuroo called from where he was standing with a few other members of the team, “you coming to the house later?”

“Yeah, was gonna wait for Dabi though,” you replied, turning and making your way over, “although…,” you mused, “you can help me…”

“What’s happening?” the black haired player asked.

“Dabi is a little… worked up,” you said, putting it politely, “and maybe if I get to the after party ahead of him it will work him up… a little more.”

“And you want him to be on the edge?” Kuroo asked with surprise, “I haven’t even had Dabi on my case like that but I know him well enough to know withholding things from him is not a good idea.” He accented the word ‘things’ with air quotation marks.

“I laugh in the face of danger,” you replied cheekily.

“Evidently,” he mused with a smirk, those golden eyes smoldering with mischief, “I just might be able to get you a ride there, gimme a second.”

He looked up and over at one of Dabi’s teammates that had just emerged from the building.

“Sudano!” he shouted, “you’re coming to the after party right?”

The player called Sudano nodded as he approached, “yeah? Why?”

“Could you give Y/N a ride?” Kuroo asked, “she’s fucking with Dabi, wants to get there ahead of him to piss him off or whatever.”

Sudano smirked, “I’m in, if it’s to rile that bastard up then I’m all for it.”

He turned his attention to you, dark brown eyes glinting as he jerked his head in the direction of his car.

“Better hurry, he’ll be out soon.”

“Go, GO!” you hissed, slamming your palms into his arm repeatedly pushing him towards his car, “quick!”

He turned and you both ran to the camero, only just managing to jump in as Dabi sauntered out of the building.

“Shit!” you squealed ducking down in the passenger seat of Sudano’s ride, “go!!”

“Yo, Dabi!” Sudano hollered, hanging out of his window as he reversed out of the parking spot.

Dabi looked up at him and gave him the finger.

“I’ve got your girl riding shotgun, fucker!”

That was your cue and you sat up and gave Dabi the cutest, cheekiest little wave as Sudano threw the car into gear and smoked it as he took off towards the gates.

The look on Dabi’s face was priceless and you saw him bolt to his friend’s car as Sudano sped through the gates and out onto the road.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” you screeched with excitement, bouncing in your seat as you kept watching out of the back window.

Dabi very quickly had his friend in hot pursuit and their car came whipping out of the gate and onto the road in a fury of smoked tyres.

“Shit! Sudano! You’d better gun it or he’ll catch us!” you screeched, still bouncing in your seat as the houses outside shot by.

Slowly the car that Dabi was in started gaining ground and all of a sudden he was beside you, hanging out of the window.

You cackled as you wound your window down then poked your tongue out at him.

“Too slow, baby!” you yelled.

“Sudano, you fucker, I’ll teach you to steal my girl!” Dabi shouted, leaning further out the window and grabbing onto the side of your window.

“Dabi! What the shit are you doing?! Don’t!” you hollered, successfully smacking his hand off, “don’t do some fast and furious shit!”

Just then Dabi’s driver slammed the breaks on and Sudano sped on only justmaking it through the intersection before the lights turned red.

A/N: Sudano is a made up name, I needed a character in Dabi’s year that had a car 😉

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