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A/N - finally caught up!! <3333 now bear with me while I finally work on chapter 13!! 

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@its@Paradis Disaster Squad | Onigiri Miya & Friends

Part 1: This You?

Part 2: Try Harder, Paradis :) 

Part 3: Fly, Little Bird

Part 4: Sacrificial Hot Pot

Part 5: I Didn’ Ask

Part 6: Kuguri Down Bad

Part 7: The Wicked Witch of The East, Bro

Part 8: Stick to What You’re Good At

Part 9: Atsumu Doing What the Gods Intended

Part 10: I Was A Dick

Part 11: I'm Sorry

Part 12: Macarons are Advanced Wizardry

...author is writing!! come back soon :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu!! or any of the art that will be used in this story! The story will loosely follow the timeskip - but I am considering it an au as I’m taking liberties for certain characters!

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Everyone loves Mama Mia, but she is also a force to be reckoned with

Kita is the world's biggest osamu x y/n shipper and he'll be damned if they don't start getting along soon.

A/N: The fact that I haven't updated in almost 2 months?? A cardinal sin. I have no excuse, I'm sorry guys. The fandom kinda burned me out and I needed to take a step back because I wasn't in love with my story like I used to be. But I have a new direction I'm taking it in, and I can't wait to take you guys along for the ride!

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Paradis Disaster Squad | Onigiri Miya & Friends

Part 1: This You?

Part 2: Try Harder, Paradis :)

Part 3: Fly, Little Bird

Part 4: Sacrificial Hot Pot

Part 5: I didn' Ask

Part 6: Kuguri Down Bad

Part 7: The Wicked Witch of The East, Bro

Part 8: Stick to What You're Good At

Part 9: Atsumu Doing What the Gods Intended

Part 10: I Was A Dick

Part 11: I'm Sorry

Part 12: Macarons Are Advanced Wizardry

…author is writing!! come back soon :)

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@larkspyrr @oikawaandkuroostan @doctorspencereid @keiarma @cherriechurros @jewlmin @tabipleats @kaleidoscopekai @confusedturtle @vintagexparker @itoshibaby @hallothankmas @lilith412426 @aurorahoneybuns @reina-de-tay @prettyinblack231 @snowyseungs @darlingkuroo @chloji @1sillylittlething @bakugouswh0r3 @primsonnn @goldenkirstein @tanakasimpcorner @akaashis-wife @thathoneybee3 @feiwelinchen  @agustdiv1ne @oikawasbuttcheeks @smolmo @sunababiee @rintarovibes @eyesofgoldenambers @fantasycantasy @lemonadencran @theunknownparasite @shokami @daninaninani @ara-mitsue @ghostlyarcanum @taelia15 @dimimagines @winunk @koukamisstuff @pettyjayy​ @tetsuhoes​ @navymacaroons @pennylanewrites @onefoureightfive

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu!! or any of the art that will be used in this story! The story will loosely follow the timeskip - but I am considering it an au as I’m taking liberties for certain characters!

a/n - this is my first ever SMAU, and I stumbled my way through in the beginning and ended up with many errors and pieces I wasn't too happy with - so I decided to edit and repost each part before I continue on with the series!! Edit's will likely be minor, but if there are any major changes I will be sure to announce!! Thank you to everyone who's been invested in the story so far, and a big welcome to any new people who find this smau during it's re-release!! I hope you guys enjoy the updated version as much as the old one!!♡

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Atsumu knows exactly what he is doing

Suna kept catching Atsumu doing stupid shit on camera, and instead of blackmailing him for favors, just gave him a vague “you know what to do” and relished in atsumu not, in fact, knowing what do at all because Suna didn’t actually have anything for him to do. Suna would threaten to show Kita if he didn’t ‘get it done’, and Atsumu would stress out so bad he could barely function at practice. Kita found out and decided to intervene by telling the team he’s a judgement free zone.

It didn’t work - Suna just started threatening to show his mom instead.

for some reason, Atsumu never caught on and this was a monthly occurrence even after Kita graduated.

A/n - Another chapter complete, also another one with no editing. Chapter 10 is a lowkey fav but I remember struggling high key with it so there may be a bit more editing for that one. Hopefully I’ll have the rest up by the weekend though so I can finally work on chapter 13!

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"This place has been collecting dust for years, ya sure you guys can make it work?" Miya's voice was rich, every word dipped in his thick Kansai accent. The unfamiliar sound made your chest bubble and you had to stop yourself from outwardly groaning in frustration. You crossed the threshold of the new place and your mouth fell open as you took in the shops current state.

The shop was- well, let's just say there was a reason it was so cheap. Even still, your eyes glittered at the potential it held. The exposed beams looked in near mint condition as the sun filtered through the windows and soaked the unstained wood in a warm morning glow. It was empty; save for some appliances that definitely looked antique (the thought of being able to restore them made you drool), but the space was more than enough room for café style seating, and maybe even a section for a corner library or a stage for live music. The stairs to the two bedroom apartment that resided directly above the shop space, where you would be living, was tucked away in a hallway off to the side. You made a mental note to make sure it was a bit more livable than the current shop situation downstairs, and motioned for him to settle the boxes along the main counter.

"We're planning on restoring the kitchen within a few weeks, then setting up a pop up stand out front to make revenue while we renovate the rest. Hoping to be fully open come summer." He hummed in response as he brushed off the dust left on his hands. You were caught up in your own world, detailing in your brain every minute detail you planned on changing when Kuguri stumbled in through the front door, giant box obscuring his vision as he tripped over the step.

"Ah, careful - that looks fragile." Miya rushed over to help, taking the box and allowing Kuguri to steady himself. Kuguri blinked, warmth hitting his cheeks as he mumbled a small thank you.

“Don’ mention it,” came Miya’s slightly strained reply as he set the box down next to the others. The room fell into a less than comfortable silence, and you tried to look anywhere other than at the man currently standing in your dining area. Kuguri cleared his throat and tightened the grip on his suitcase,  hurried feet shuffling over to the stairs. "I'm gonna go check out the apartment. I'll be back in a bit." You shot him a pleading look, but he mouthed back a meek 'sorry' before scurrying off, leaving you alone with the Other Twin.

More uncomfortable silence. Warmth crept to your face as the frustration began to overwhelm you, neither one of you willing to break the tension that had been slowly pervading the air around you. The suffocation ended up winning out over your stubbornness and you turned your head to look at him, embarrassment flooding in at the sight of his eyes already on you.

"Uh, thanks, you know, for the help." He threw you a tight, forced smile, uttered a quick 'yer welcome', and began to make his way towards the side entrance. Arms crossed in front of you as he opened the door, the tiny alleyway and side entrance to his own shop coming into view. Miya paused at the open door and turned his head to look over at you, a smirk settling on his face.

"By the way, little creepy of ya to stalk us and rent out the space next to us. I dunno what yer hopin' for, but this new development changes nothing." The sudden change in his demeanor gave you whiplash, and you swore you could hear all the innerworkings of your brain come to a screeching halt as your eyes widened with mouth agape.

Was he serious?

"Oh please, Miya, as if. The world doesn't revolve around you. We bought this place well over a month ago." His eyes shone with something you couldn't quite place and he let out a small chuckle, one that sounded far too innocent in comparison to his hard gaze. "Whatever you say, Paradis." You scrunched your nose at the familiar nickname, shaking your head.

"Don't call me that; I have a name, you know." Miya turned around to face you fully then, the smirk ever present as he leaned against the frame, his hand still grasping the handle to the shop door. "Ah yeah? You guys don' mention names on your Twitter, and I was always too (again, petty) lazy to bother lookin' it up," he drawled, deepening your frown in response.

"It's L/n F/n." Miya's lazy smile upturned ever so slightly. "Ah, I didn' ask, but thanks."

Embarrassment crashed over you once again and you felt the heat creep up your neck and ears. You hoped that if you glared hard enough at his back that maybe, just maybe, he'll actually catch fire and disintegrate to ash. Unfortunately though, he turned to leave without a speck of ember on him, and you followed after him, taking hold of the doorknob and watching him make the short distance back to Onigiri Miya's side entrance.

"I noticed you call me Miya, it's quite formal of you,” he noted, now at his own door. You let out a less-than-ladylike snort and waved your hand. "I wasn't being formal - coincidentally, I also never found you important enough to research." He laughed then, and it was a nice laugh, and you hated how nice it was with every fiber of your being.

"Osamu," he said, and the smugness oozed off him - as if you were just dying to know his name and he decided to humor you. You stepped backward to make room for the door.

"Ah, I didn' ask, but thanks," you mocked, accent and all. You threw a shit eating grin and a quick wave his way before promptly shutting the door. When you saw something akin to the five stages of grief cross his face in a span of a few seconds, you knew that putting Osamu Miya in his place was going to become your favorite past time.

Based on the way you two had tweeted each other over the last month, Osamu had deduced that you were probably a woman. What he wasn't expecting, however, was just how attractive you ended up being. If you had been anyone else he probably would have been nothing short of a perfect gentleman; carrying all the boxes, smooth talking his way through conversation, all with the eventual goal of working himself up to asking you out. Unfortunately for him, though, there was just something about you that got under his skin, and he wasn't particularly interested in exploring what that 'something' could be.

Osamu stood alone in the alleyway, giving himself a moment to process the last forty-five minutes of his life. Paradis Bakery, the company he's been openly beefing with on Twitter for the world to see, not only opened a second location in Osaka, but moved directly beside Onigiri Miya, in the place he had been looking into purchasing for at least six months now. The abandoned café was supposed to be a plan B in case Tokyo had to be pushed off for a few more years - being able to expand Onigiri Miya would have been huge for them if they couldn't swing the Tokyo location, and Kita had been more than open to the idea of expanding. When you said you purchased the café over a month ago, he remembered inquiring about the place at least two weeks prior to Atsumu's visit to your bakery, and the owner mentioning that someone had put in an offer. The sheer coincidence honestly creeped him out more than anything; he didn't like the feeling that fate was behind this because if it was - why?

Osamu shook off the goosebumps and turned toward Onigiri Miya with the decision that he'd worry about fate intervening once it actually decided to do so. He hustled into the store with tense shoulders and a furrowed brow, his mind running through a million different tangents at once. Why was he so worked up? He's well aware that he's the one who started the whole social media war between you, and it's not like you guys actually had any reason to hate each other - you were just doing it for the attention. So why does he have this familiar feeling of contempt coursing through him at the mere thought of you?

"Osamu, are you okay? Ya sleep well?" Osamu snapped his attention to Kita, who was standing in the kitchen, already beginning food prep for the day. Kita's knife paused its assault on the spring onions as he waited for an answer.

"Ah, yeah, I slept fine Kita. Ya meet the new neighbors?" Kita nodded, resuming his ministrations. If you didn't know Kita, you would have just assumed the polite smile was just that - Osamu knew better though, and the slight upturn had an unmistakable hint of mischief. The mere thought of Kita plotting something did nothing to ease the stiffness in Osamu's neck.

"I met L/n. She's very nice." Osamu's face scrunched at the mention of your name, which didn't go unnoticed by Kita, who's eyebrow shot up in surprise. "You don't like her?"

"She's...fine." Osamu walked into the kitchen, putting on his apron as he washed his knife in preparation for the salmon.

"Honestly, I'm surprised, I thought you'dve taken a likin' to her if anything." Osamu grunted in response. "I dunno what it is, but there's just somethin' that rubs me the wrong way."

"Give it time, she may warm up to ya."

Osamu doubted that.

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Tendou got an earful when you called him that day, and he bit back a laugh every time you angrily mentioned how hot Osamu was (’Oh my god his face??? his arms??? Why’s the universe gotta favor the worst people’)

After hours, Kita also got an earful from Osamu - and he also had to cover his smile with his hand whenever Osamu angrily mentioned how cute you looked when you scrunched your face up. (’-and then she snorted, actually /snorted/, at me and while it was adorable it was rude as hell. She’s rude as hell, Kita.)

Kuguri rushed upstairs partly because he couldn’t stand the tension, but mainly because he wanted first dibs on bedrooms.

a/n - It will probably be a running theme of me apologizing for the wait with each chapter lol, I’m sorry ;-; I actually ended up in the hospital for a lil bit so that definitely set me back - but I’m totally fine and ready to keep churning these out haha. Anyway!!! Exciting things are happening!! Y/n finally meets Osamu, and its awkward and annoying and they’re both so hot what do we do oh no~ I’m very excited to see how their relationship progresses through the next few chapters lol. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy, feel free to pop into my asks if you want to talk about the fic, or your day, or whatever you would like<3 As always, thank you so much for reading, I love you guys!

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