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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Hinata_Shouyou/Kageyama_Tobio
  Character:
      Hinata_Shouyou, Kageyama_Tobio
  Additional Tags:
      First_Kiss, Awkward_First_Times, Romance, KageHina_-_Freeform, Humor,
      pending_tags, Love/Hate, Hinata_overreacting
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-20 Updated: 2015-02-05 Chapters: 4/? Words: 19408
****** Touch and Kiss!!! ******
by luukagu
Summary
     During volleyball practice one evening, Kageyama and Hinata
     'accidentally' share a kiss. Day by day, their relationship begins to
     grow... well, sort of: Hinata isn't the easiest person to date.
     Kagehina
     Explicit slash/Smut
Notes
     Written for ZZ960107 on fanfiction and I hope she doesn't mind me
     posting it here!
     This is sort of really embarrassing but I'm proud of it anyway. ^^
***** Touch and Kiss!!! *****
Sometimes, the Karasuno High volleyball team had productive training sessions.
Other times, not so much.
For Tobio Kageyama, this particular evening did not fall into the category of a
'productive session,' and neither did it fall into the category of a 'not so
productive session,' but rather, much more into the category of: 'abysmal
failures and crushing backslides.' It wasn't going well.
Although volleyball training for the club had finished, Kageyama and Hinata had
insisted on practicing afterwards to improve their synchronisation whilst the
rest of the team watched from the sidelines. Ennoshita would throw the ball to
Kageyma and Kageyama would toss, then Hianta would spike... well, he
wassupposed to spike, anyway-in Kageyama's ideal world.
'What the hell was that?' Kageyama demanded, as the ball shot past Hinata's
hand, rolling across the floor of the court. Hinata blushed.
'I-I missed it...'
'I see that-get your head out of the clouds! You just stood there daydreaming
as I tossed the ball and you're not doing any running: pull your weight around
the court more! I know there's not a lot of you-'
'Oh, here we go with the short jokes,' Hinata laughed. 'I love these! Just make
fun of my genetics because it's not like I can choose them, asshole-'
'The problem isn't your body!' Kageyama growled. 'We've practiced this
technique of jumping and spiking before and it worked, but since last week
you've been missing the ball-you're not putting any effort into practice!'
'I can do it!' Hinata yelled. 'Toss to me again! I'll concentrate this time,'
he promised, furrowing his brow. 'I've got my game face on: zero sweat. I'm in
the zone-'
Hinata bounced up and down on the spot to warm himself up, bending his knees
down for a jump. Hearing Kageyama snort, Hinata turned to him-
'Hey, I haven't done anythi-'
SMACK!
The ball hit Hinata across the head, ruffling his orange hair before bouncing
away innocently under the net. Hinata rubbed the sore spot, marching over to
Kageyama.
'Motherfucker, don't toss the ball at me when I'm not looking!'
'I said I would toss it, it's not my problem if you weren't looking-'
'Get Hinata and Kageyama off the court,' Sawamura-the captain of the team-
muttered to Yamaguchi. 'Before they kill each other.'
As ordered, Yamaguchi walked to the middle of the court, where the heated
argument between Hinata and Kageyama continued-
'King of the court... king of the jerks!'
'You say something, shortie?'
'Hey, screw you! At least I don't have a superiority complex-'
'Hey, hey, hey! Guys, guys, guys!' Yamaguchi stepped in the middle of them and
raised his hands, trying to hold back Hinata. 'Do we really have to resort to
name calling?'
'Hinata does,' Kageyama huffed. 'Because his body stopped growing at the age of
eight, and now his mind has fallen back to match-'
'You're such an asshole!' Hinata screamed. 'You should be more respectful
toward me because if you didn't have me, your kings toss would be useless
'cause not a single other person can spike it-'
'You guys want to see who's the better player, right?' Tanaka asked- appearing
beside Hinata.
'Uh... yeah!' Hinata agreed. He wasn't exactly sure that the focus of his and
Kageyama's argument had been over which one of them could play volleyball the
best-come to think of it, he couldn't even remember why they'd started
fighting-but the fact remained that Kageyama had frustrated him, and he wasn't
about to let that go lightly.
'I know a way we can settle this.' Tanaka grinned. 'Hinata, come with me... you
too, Kags!'
Before Hinata and Kageyama could so much as exchange a worried glance with each
other, Tanaka slipped an arm around Hinata's shoulder and steered him away to
the sidelines of the court, where the rest of the Karasuno volleyball team were
gathered, leaning back against a wall.
'We've been playing ourselves a liiiiiittttle game,' Tanaka told Hinata, eyes
glinting. 'It's called gay chicken-it's the ultimate test of nerves.'
'Really?' Hinata asked excitedly.
'Yep!' Tanaka smiled. 'And it seems to me that since you and Kageyama were
practicing, you're the only ones who didn't get to play...'
'Ennoshita didn't play,' Kageyama added, quickly. 'He was on the court tossing
the ball to us.'
'Yeah, but you two are having a dispute-gay chicken will be a great way to
solve it!'
'Gay chicken...' Hinata rolled the phrase around in his mouth: no idea what it
entailed. 'So, what do we have to do? A bunch of macho stuff to prove which one
of us is the strongest? Picking up weights and running laps?'
Tanaka glanced back to the rest of the team and they all exchanged a snicker.
'Well, sorta like that... you have to try and kiss. In this game, two people
have to move their heads closer to each other real slow like-as if they're
about to kiss-and snake their hands up each other's pants to see how close they
can come to grabbing the other person's crotch and kissing the other person on
the lips. Bear in mind that you can pull away at any time, but the first person
to pull back is the loser.'
Hinata's mouth curved into an O and he flushed pink for a second, before
grabbing Kageyama by the arm-
'Well, that's easy!' He announced. 'All we have to do is touch and make out
like we're going to kiss before one person pulls back! Won't be a very long
game with Kageyama playing 'cause he's frigid, so I'm in!'
Kageyama stuck out his bottom lip.
'I'm not frigid,' he growled. 'And I never lose.'
'Well, neither do I!' Hinata fell into step beside Kageyama, puffing up his
chest and turning to face him. 'Bring it on!'
'They're both far too pumped up with adrenaline,' Yamaguchi murmured, and
Sawamura squared his shoulders.
'Should be interesting.'
Hinata frowned up at Kageyama, unsure of how to start the game: unsure if he
should reach out suddenly and grab Kageyama's thigh, or slide his hand up
slowly to touch it, reluctant to make the first move. Kageyama seemed to be
having the same debate, as his hand hovered just over Hinata's hip, eventually
resting against it-both of their gym shoes squeaking as they shuffled closer.
Hinata was close to Kageyama, now... so close... so very close... Kageyama was
gazing down...
'Do you need to stand on a crate?' Kageyama asked, and Hinata glowered.
'Fuck you, asshole! I'm going to win this: wait and see!'
Hinata relaxed the muscles in his jaw, trying to keep his breathing calm and
diverting his attention away from his anger, to focus on touching Kageyama-
feeling the way the individual hairs pricked up on Kageyama's skin at the
touch. Kageyama bit back a shiver but refused to pull away; his head dipped in
and he glowered at Hinata with stony eyes that dared him to keep touching:
 dared him to move in closer, and dared him to make a move.
Pull away...
Kageyama willed silently, as Hinata's hands begun pinching his skin, making the
blood rush around underneath it...
Pull away... please pull away...
As the two of them came closer, Kageyama begun to feel dizzy, his head growing
hazy as tingling sparks shot through his groin. There was a pleasant stirring
sensation in his stomach as Hinata's touches seemed to cascade over his skin...
the feelings were milky and alien and Kageyama's lids fluttered as he fought
the urge to close his eyes.
It was just a few seconds that they'd spend drawing closer to each other, but
it felt like an eternity: Kageyama jumped when he felt Hinata's fingers brush
the fabric of his shorts, then remembering they were supposed to grab each
other's crotches-in a very clumsy move, Kageyama reached down and squeezed the
front of Hinata's shorts. The action came out of nowhere and Hinata hissed and
straightened his back, but, again didn't pull away-they were both far too
competitive to pull back. As well as that, it felt so good.
Hinata's hands were small and his palms were still hot from playing volleyball,
the skin slightly scratchy as it rubbed Kageyama's thigh. There was something
sensual about the way that these hands moved... deliberately slow, and Hinata
was averting his gaze. Neither of them could look at each other... their bodies
were so close, now...
Kageyama felt Hinata's hot breath on his cheek and saw Hinata's shoulders rise
and fall as he breathed in and out-felt the fabric of Hinata's gym shorts
twitch slightly where he was holding it. Kageyama wasn't surprised, as some
time ago his own cock had woken up and stirred, but thankfully Hinata's hands
weren't there-at least, not yet, anyway. Both of them were visibly flushed,
adverting their gazes to the floor.
Hinata felt a little awkward feeling up Kageyama in front of the rest of the
volleyball team, even moreso that his body was responding to Kageyama's touches
so enthusiastically-Hinata wanted the game to end before he and Kageyama
crossed a line and went to a point of no return, but at the same time,
would not be the one to lose. Hinata hoped he could catch Kageyama off guard-
hoped that if he moved his lips in quickly, Kageyama would act on impulse and
pull away... so, that was exactly what Hinata did.
Kageyama saw Hinata reach up for a kiss, but his impulses didn't tell him to
pull away: they told him to lean down-meet Hinata's lips halfway-and kiss him
back. So, before Kageyama knew it, this was what his body did.
Hinata's cheeks flushed pink as he stood up on tiptoes, his lips gently
brushing Kageyama's. Kageyama was leaning down slightly so his dark fringe fell
over his eyes, his tongue somewhere in the middle of Hinata's mouth, both of
Hinata's hands resting on his hips as one of Kageyama's cupped Hinata's crotch
and squeezed. Kageyama was about to deepen the kiss-swiping his tongue against
Hinata's top row of teeth-when he remembered suddenly that they were being
watched-
-that Kageyama had just kissed Hinata (of all people) in front of his entire
volleyball team... and actually enjoyed it. Embarrassment flared in Kageyama's
body as he pulled back slowly, trembling as the floaty world of his and
Hinata's kiss crumbled away, and the reality sunk in... the reality that he and
Hinata had french kissed in the Karasuno High sports hall... with an audience.
'Hinata, you can let go now,' Kageyama breathed, as Hinata hand gripped his
dick through his sports shorts-Hinata was staring up at him dreamily, blinking
as if to snap himself out of a trance.
'I, well, oh... yes!'
The rest of the team watched with wide eyes as Kageyama and Hinata slid away,
shuffling awkwardly before them.
'Oh my God...' Yamaguchi whispered. 'You weren't actually supposed to kiss.'
'Right, right, we knew that!' Hinata laughed awkwardly, cheeks reddening as he
looked away- 'But Kageyama pulled back first-you guys all saw that, right? So,
I win! I'm better than him!'
Tanaka snickered.
'Do you two, like, need a room or something? That was some straight on making
out... I think I saw a flash of tongue in that as well-'
'You never told us we didn't have to kiss!' Kageyama said angrily, and Tanka
shrugged.
'Dude, one of you were supposed to pull away! You're not supposed to start
to like it-'
'You're morons.' Kageyama scowled. 'All of you. Especially you, Hinata.'
'Me?! Why especially me-'
Kageyama elbowed past the group, snatching up his water bottle and slamming the
gym door shut behind him, leaving the hall very silent and still. Tanaka broke
the quiet:
'King's cheeks were pretty red.'
'Kageyamadoesn't blush,' a member replied, to which Tanaka snorted.
'Are you kidding me-did you see him? D'you think he got all hot and sweaty
because his first kiss was with the orange fuzzball-'
'I, um...' for once, Hinata was quiet. 'I-I'll go find him. I'll get him to
calm down...'
And then Hinata dashed away, slamming the gym door shut a second time.
'That explains a lot of things, though,' Sawamura remarked, rubbing his chin.
'Did you notice why Hinata's been missing the ball all of this week?'
Yamaguchi nodded in response.
'Yeah- he's been staring at Kageyama.'
===============================================================================
Kageyama paced the corridors of Karasuno High, clenching and unclenching his
fingers as he walked, trying to bring order to the turmoil in his thoughts.
Kageyama was tall with short, dark hair, authority in his voice and an air of
commanding-he hadn't been nicknamed the: 'king of the court' for no reason. He
was strong, determined, resilient... and, currently, his whole body was
tingling. He was in love. But hecouldn't be. It was one stupid, ridiculous
kiss-one competitive kiss! Kageyama didn't like boys-he didn't like anyone. He
was independent... independence had always been his creed!
Hinata was shorter than Kageyama by over a head, with bright, keen eyes and an
eager stance, his hair so orange that it offended Kageyama, sticking up in all
directions like some ridiculous underwater plant. Kageyama couldn't like
Hinata. He couldn't-the idea was completely absurd! Hinata was the embodiment
of everything that Kageyama scowled at... he was enthusiastic, noisy, far too
earnest and the complete opposite of him...
And that's why you'd be a good match, a part of Kageyama's brain whispered, and
Kageyama mentally slapped himself for allowing such a thought to gain
dominance. Sure, Hinata was kind of cute, but Kageyama could find another man
attractive without wanting to bone him-at least, he thought he could, anyway.
So, why did these feelings insist on flooding his stomach? And why was it that
Hinata's stupid, annoying grin was stuck in his head, making him weak at the
knees like some lovesick, teenage girl-
Kageyama turned the corner of a corridor, almost colliding with someone in the
process.
'Sor-' Hinata looked up. 'Oh.'
'Come with me.'
Kageyama grabbed Hinata's wrist and dragged him into the shower room, pulling
him inside of an empty changing cubicle, the door fluttering half-shut behind
them. Kageyama backed Hinata up against a wall and placed his hands either side
of Hinata's head, his shadow silhouetting Hinata as he looked down at the
smaller boy.
'You're straight, aren't you?' Kageyama demanded.
'Uh... yeah.'
'And I'm straight: that means it was fine. That thing back there-that thing
that we did...'
'That... kiss...'
'Yeah, that... thing... I want to make it very clear that it was a mistake.'
'Okay.' Hinata laughed. 'A mistake-I get it.'
'We just... miscalculated our movements, bumped heads, and our lips accidently
landed on each other's.'
'And our tongues just... slipped out... and accidently went inside of each
other's mouths.'
'Right, right.' Kageyama nodded. 'That was exactly what happened.'
There was a pause.
'Do you want to do it again?' Kageyama asked, and Hinata let go of the breath
he'd been holding.
'Um, let me think: yeah.'
Kissing the next time wasn't as awkward as both boys leaned in at the same
time, both of them wrapped in each other's arms, tilting their heads and
curving with each other's mouths, kissing with perfect synchronisation.
Kageyama held the smaller boy against his chest as he leaned down, kissing him
back hesitantly-as if to ask for Hinata's permission- before allowing himself
to be more creative, running his tongue around Hinata's mouth and dragging his
lower lip with his teeth. Hinata fisted his fingers to pull on Kageyama's hair,
moaning and making 'mmmnn' noises as their lips came apart and back together
again at various angles, foreheads pressing against each other.
Hinata felt as if he were burning-Kageyama had pinned him back against one of
the shower stall walls and was devouring his lips, thrusting his tongue against
the back of Hinata's throat and smothering him with fierce, lustful kisses.
Kageyama pushed his body up against him, addicted to Hinata's kiss-both boys
completely engulfed in each other's lips. Hinata's body was on fire, and
Kageyama loved the moans that he made-loved bucking and rolling his hips into
Hinata's, feeling their bodies spark in response, groins warm and slick as they
aligned. Hinata's hands were everywhere, and Kageyama's own weren't fast enough
to feel Hinata in as many places as he wanted-his hands went up Hinata's t-
shirt, raked through his hair and down the back of his gym shorts, squeezing
Hinata's small, round ass as they smashed together in all fire and heat. Hinata
was small, fierce and lithe and Kageyama couldn't get enough-it was only for
air that the two of them broke apart, panting heavily as they took in long,
deep breaths together.
'Dammit, we keep falling over and landing on each other,' Hinata murmured, face
flushed and chest heaving-scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.
'Gravity hates us,' Kageyama agreed.
'Yeah,' Hinata grinned. 'It really must.'
Shortly after, the two of them leaned in for a second round of kissing.
***** Chapter 2 (um) *****
Kageyama's breath frosted in the air as he stood at the local bus stop, waiting
for a shuttle bus to come and pick him up for the practice match with Nekoma
High School. The bus was due in less than five minutes, and still, Hinata
wasn't here-
Where's Hinata? Not here, that's where. I swear, if he doesn't come...
After five more minutes, Hinata skidded up to him-almost slipping on the ice.
'You're late,' Kageyama said, looking down at Hinata and thinking to himself
that Hinata did not look even remotely cute in a white knitted bobble hat-
absolutely. Not. At. All.
'Hesomosmphhhmee,' Hinata said, through the piece of toast in his mouth and
Kageyama frowned.
'You overslept?'
A headshake.
'Training?'
A headshake.
'Lose your house key?'
Hinata glowered.
This is like communicating with an extra-terrestrial.
'Then what? Were you sick? Practice match nerves?'
'Hmofmem-'
'Hinata, just eat the toast already for both of our sakes.'
'It's a secret!' Hinata announced taking the toast out of his mouth, and
Kageyama peered at the mud stains on his gym bag.
'You dropped your gym bag while running here, didn't you?'
'No. Yes. Maybe. Shut up.'
===============================================================================
'Hinata... your scarf is coming loose.'
'Huh?'
Kageyama removed Hinata's scarf and then re-looped it around his neck, fussing
over the smaller boy in a close to motherly fashion.
'And your nose is red,' Kageyama complained, pulling up the zipper on Hinata's
sports jacket to the top. 'Hinata, it's freezing today... you're gonna get a
cold if you're not careful.'
'I'll be fine-I just need to warm up more!' Hinata said, bouncing on the soles
of his feet. 'Are we waiting for the bus or are we waiting for our deaths?' He
huffed. 'They said half-past seven... more like half-past half-past seven!'
'Uh, that would be eight-o clock.' Kageyama looked off into the distance.
'Anyway, I think I see them coming: busses have to drive slow when there's ice
on the roads, so I think we can forgive them.'
It had been two months since Kageyama and Hinata's first kiss and there had
been further intervals of kissing in secret since when the rest of the team
weren't looking... kissing, and then going back to the court and pretending
that the two of them were just teammates.
The two of them had an unspoken agreement not to mention the fact that they
regularly kissed to the rest of the team... because, even though the entire
team had been present at the point of their first kiss (and even though
Kageyama would often catch several members eying him and Hinata with a: 'we-
know-more-than-you-think-we-know' expression) Kageyama still wasn't sure where
he stood with Hinata: still didn't know what the two of them were supposed
to be.
Okay, so maybe Kageyama hadn't been able to forget about the way that Hinata's
hand had rested on his hip, Hinata's lips soft and warm against his, or the
heat of the younger man's body. Maybe he couldn't forget the way they'd wrapped
their arms around each other's backs, fisted their fingers in each other's hair
and felt the press of each other's bodies, but that didn't mean anything... all
good teammates kissed each other occasionally... right?
The bus pulled up and Kageyama and Hinata were the first members of Karasuno to
board it. Kageyama took one of the double seats at the back, dumping his bag on
the chair next to him-thinking it would be better if he and Hinata sat apart in
case any of the others tried to tease them about it. Hinata pouted at
Kageyama's bag then took the double seat directly in front of Kageyama. The bus
made several more stops and the rest of the team boarded... bored, Kageyama
took his phone out of his bag and slid it up, playing a game on the touch
screen.
'Coach said no cell phones on the trip,' Hinata informed Kageyama deliberately
loudly, and Kageyama scowled, realising coach Ukai was only a few seats away
from where they were.
'How careless of me,' he murmured, hiding the phone. 'I almost forgot.'
'Good thing you have me around then, isn't it?' Hinata chirped- resting his
arms over the back of the chair and giving Kageyama an: 'I'm your only source
of entertainment now,' grin.
'It's boring here,' Hinata complained. 'So, I'm going to make small talk with
you!'
'Uh, talk all you want. I've got these.' Kageyama said, holding up a pair of
earphones and Hinata puffed his cheeks.
'You're such a jerk! You're not even listening to music-yes, Kageyama, I can
see your phone from here and it isn't even turned on!'
'This is a good song.' Kageyama replied, and Hinata scowled.
'Again, you're a jerk. I can't believe I made out with you-'
Kageyama gasped.
'Not so loud! Everyone else is gonna hear-'
'See?' Hinata lay back in the seat in satisfaction. 'I knew you didn't have
your music turned on. You really were listening to me: j-e-r-k.'
===============================================================================
The rest of the ride passed smoothly for Kageyama, as Hinata fell asleep
against the window, his head moving slightly whenever the bus went over a bump.
Hinata looked cute when he was asleep: Kageyama could only see the back of
Hinata's head, but could hear the soft sounds of him breathing, see several
strands of orange hair that poked out from beneath his hat... suddenly,
Kageyama was struck with the urge to brush his fingers through them,
remembering the texture when they'd kissed in that changing stall-the way the
strands of Hinata's hair would flick up beneath his fingers, wiry and top
window of the bus was open and Hinata shuddered slightly, so Kageyama took off
his jacket and draped it over Hinata's shoulders.
'What's that, Kageyama?' Tanaka peered over the side of his seat. 'Is that a
tender gesture of affection toward another human being that I spy?'
'N-no,' Kageyama flushed. 'I just didn't want our spiker to get sick before a
match. It would be a pain if he caught a cold from the open windows, and Hinata
doesn't know how to take care of himself, s-so I felt like I had to-'
There was a giggle from nearby and Hinata's shoulders begun to shake.
'You were pretending to be asleep?' Kageyama yelled.
===============================================================================
The bus pulled up at Nekoma High School and the captains of both volleyball
teams shook hands, smiling as their eyes hunted out potential weaknesses in
each other.
'You guys always stand together, don't you?' Taketora-one of Nekoma's wing
spikers-said, to Hinata and Kageyama.
'This one just came out of the woodwork one day and attached itself to me,'
Kageyama shrugged, pointing at Hinata.
'They're fucking,' Nishinoya mouthed to Taketora, which caused Kageyama's elbow
to slam hard into his rib.
'We're honestly, really not,' Hinata replied... a little moodily, Kageyama
couldn't help but notice. Hinata dragged his feet slightly as he walked ahead
of Kageyama into the sports hall, Kageyama frowning as he followed.
Hinata and I have been kissing for several weeks... should we be doing that
kind of thing by now? I think I want to take things further, but it feels like
it would be awkward... we are on the same volleyball team, after all, and
neither of us ever talk about how we feel.
'Hey, Hinata... you really sure you're okay to play this one?'
They were doing warm-up's on the court and coach Ukai had approached Hinata,
who was clutching his stomach.
'I'm fine,' Hinata replied, confidently. 'I'm going to give it my all!'
'It's just a practice match,' Ukai told him. 'It doesn't matter if we lose-'
'Yeah, it doesn't matter if you lose-it's only the rest of your entire
volleyball career!' One of the Nekoma students yelled, and Sawamura grabbed
Tanaka by the collar to try and hold him back from clambering over the net and
punching the player who'd tried intimidating Hinata.
'This match won't mean anything,' Ennoshita told Hinata, gently. 'He was just
joking when he said your volleyball career will end if you fail.'
'Ha-ha-ha,' Hinata replied, over the chattering of his teeth and the shaking of
his knees. Kageyama watched Hinata with concern-knowing how badly the other
young man's nerves often got the better of him-about to try and comfort Hinata
when the whistle blew suddenly.
'TEAMS-TAKE POSITIONS! One minute until play!'
And everybody separated. So many things were running through Kageyama's head
that he wanted to say to reassure Hinata, but all he managed was:
'...Good luck.'
'Y-yeah!' Hinata straightened his back. 'We'll win this one, I'm sure!'
===============================================================================
'Ahhh... we lost the match by three points.'
'I'm sorry, everyone!' Hinata bowed in apology. 'We lost that game because of
me –'
'Don't say that!' Sugawara put a hand on Hinata's shoulder. 'It was a close
call! You had a few slip ups, but it's nothing more training won't fix. You'll
get there, Hinata: Nekoma is a tough team. We didn't beat them last time,
either.'
Hinata nodded slowly, dropping his gaze to the floor.
'Hey,' Tanaka hissed at Kageyama. 'Why's Hinata in a mood? Did you two have a
lovers quarrel?'
Kageyama didn't even deny the lovers comment.
'I don't know why Hinata's being like this,' Kageyama said, with a frown. 'I
haven't done anything to him.'
Or maybe the fact that I haven't done anything to Hinata is the problem? Either
way, something's eating at him: I should investigate in more detail when the
two of us are alone.
The bus took them back to Karasuno and Kageyama and Hinata passed the journey
in silence. The entire team proceeded to shower whilst Kageyama took Hinata to
practice tossing a volleyball to each other on a patch of nearby grass.
'What's on your mind?' Kageyama asked.
'Nothing.'
'Hinata, what's on your mind?'
'Nothing, I don't even know why you'd ask that-'
'Because you always play worse whenever something's troubling you.' Kageyama
growled. 'I know you didn't give it your best today, Hinata-you looked lost in
thought for most of that game. What is it?'
Hinata made an aggravated noise.
'You know, I thought I was fine with this.' He said, hotly. 'I really thought I
was, but back there in Nekoma, I came to the realisation that I don't want to
be used!'
'Um... what?'
'You're using me!' Hinata huffed. 'You always ignore and avoid me, but when it
comes to kissing you're plenty interested-'
'Hinata, calm down: I'm not using you... I just don't think I'm ready to go
public with what we do, and I don't want the rest of the team to catch on. I
mean, I... it's embarrassing-'
'The idea of going out with me is embarrassing, right!' Hinata clenched his
fists. 'Volleyball or not, it's the same... you literally and metaphorically
look down on me all the time-'
'You're getting ahead of yourself,' Kageyama cut him off. 'Hinata, I don't look
down on you... at least, not... not in any way that I can help. C'mon: I think
we should take a break.'
Kageyama put the volleyball back in the shed and slid down against the side of
the school, side-by-side on the grass with Hinata.
'It's just awkward, is all,' Kageyama murmured. 'I didn't know it was bothering
you this much.'
Hinata snorted.
'As if you can't stop thinking about it, either.'
'We're too embarrassed to talk about what we do,' Kageyama sighed. 'It's
getting worse and worse. Back there at Nekoma, we couldn't even look each other
in the eye... we shouldn't let it affect our performance. If we're going to
have this relationship, then we need to start to feel comfortable around each
other or else the whole team is going to suffer.'
'R-relationship?' Hinata stammered, and Kageyama nodded.
'Yeah. That's what you wanted, isn't it?'
'I... I don't know,' Hinata flushed. 'I-I mean, I like kissing you... and being
with you now, I get a strange, happy feeling... I just thought you were using
me before. Kageyama, that's not a nice feeling.'
'I know-it's because we never talk about this. You're always blushing or
looking down, and I'm always...'
'Too much of a jerk to admit what you feel?' Hinata supplied and Kageyama
glowered but followed it with a sigh.
'Yeah,' he murmured. 'Sometimes, I guess I am.'
The sky up above them was blue and cloudless, and the two of them blinked up at
it: watching two ravens as they circled overhead and then flew away,
disappearing over the school roof.
'Hinata, listen... if you didn't like kissing me, you should have said-'
'Do you think I would have done it so many times if I didn't like it?' Hinata
flared up. 'I'm not a pushover, Kageyama! I want...' Hinata continued.
'Kageyama, I want to go further. I think I like you... maybe even l-love you,
so, there it is: laugh all you want.'
Kageyama kissed him. Hinata raised a hand to smooth it through Kageyama's dark
hair, leaning in deeper when a voice made him jump:
'KAGEYAMA? HINATA? You guys there? We're done in the showers, so we're gonna go
home-lock up the doors when you're done!'
Taking Hinata's hand, Kageyama pulled him up.
'So, uh.' He begun. 'Hinata, tell me more about how much 'further' you want to
go with me.'
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The volleyball club shower room was already hot and steamy by the time that
Kageyama and Hinata got there, both of them fumbling as they undressed. Hinata
followed Kageyama into the showers, treading carefully on the wet tiles of the
floor.
'Hinata, watch out for the water-'
'Water?' Hinata called back. 'I don't see any water! Only all of this wet,
slippery stuff-'
'Alright, alright,' Kageyama sighed. 'Stating the obvious, I get it. I just
don't want you to slip and kill yourself-'
'Extreme.'
'I worry about you,' Kageyama murmured, positioning himself behind Hinata and
circling his arms around his waist. Shower water sprayed onto them both, both
of them trying to share a single shower, standing naked together, surrounded by
ceramic tiles.
'There's no one else here now,' Kageyama murmured, and the tone of his voice
sent a shiver down Hinata's spine. Kageyama leaned in and pressed several
kisses to Hinata's neck, nipping and biting at the soft, wet skin, the kisses
getting harder and hungrier, hands gripping Hinata's firm muscles, not
realising how forceful he was being until he heard Hinata gasp-
'Should I stop?' He asked gently. Hinata turned his head, giving Kageyama a
small smile.
'Why? ...When we both want this?'
'I... Hinata, I don't know how far you want to go, but I think I'm ready to
lose my virginity-'
'Then go ahead,' Hinata said, in a breathless voice. 'Lose it.'
'A-are you really sure you're ready-'
'Are you sure you're ready?' Hinata mock-frowned. 'Get on with it.'
Excuse me for trying to make you comfortable.
Kageyama resumed his kissing, running his hands over Hinata's waist, his lips
everywhere. Hinata breathed in very deeply as he did this, drawing in breaths
through his nose as Kageyama's fingers smoothed over his skin, the heat of the
shower raining down onto them.
'Do you like that?'
'I...'
Hinata's breathing became rugged and the sound made Kageyama painfully aware of
his own burning arousal, giving the smaller boy's hips an affectionate squeeze.
He rubbed soap over Hinata carefully, hands gliding over the small muscles, in
between his small, tight ass, getting used to the feel of Hinata's skin... he'd
never touched another person in these places. Wet Hinata was irresistible and
Kageyama swirled his tongue around the inside of his mouth, breathing into
Hinata's ear as he bucked slowly against his back. Water trickled down Hinata's
body and Kageyama snaked down a hand to grip the smaller boy's arousal, rubbing
his thumb over the slit of his cock and earning a yelp.
'Did I get carried away?'
'Yeah... but I like it.' Hinata grinned. 'You'll be slow with me, won't you,
Kageyama?'
Kageyama didn't know a lot about sex with other males but he figured the more
excited Hinata got, the better it would feel. Kageyama dragged in a deep breath
through his nose and bent down to lick Hinata's nipples-already erect from the
shower water-running his tongue over the nubs until they became firm, plucking
and pulling them with his fingers. It was difficult to give each one equal
amounts of attention...
'Fuck, Kageyama...'
Hinata gasped, body flushed red from the shower steam. Kageyama had never done
this before and the clumsiness of Hinata's movements were a giveaway that
neither had he, either; Kageyama's impulses were telling him to grab Hinata and
nail him to a wall, but he knew better than to enter Shouyou without
preparation-Kageyama didn't want to go on a hormone-fuelled rampage and hurt
him badly. So, he supposed they should take things slow.
'We should... stretch you.' Kageyama said and Hinata nodded, burrowing his nose
into the wall. Kageyama spread Hinata's legs gently, licking the hole with his
tongue in a way that caused the smaller young man to sigh, pressing back
against him. Kageyama pulled back and sucked on two of his own fingers, wetting
them in preparation to enter Hinata.
'Tell me if it hurts or you don't like it.'
'Okay...'
Hot water caressed Kageyama as he inserted a finger into Hinata by a centimetre
and then twisted it, massaging his anus on from the outside with the other
hand. Hinata's hole was small and tight-dry-so Kageyama removed the finger and
wet it some more, before pushing it back in.
'Ahh...'
'Do you like it?'
'I-I like it... Kageyama, I like it...'
The words seemed a little forced, but when Kageyama got past the prep stage
then he knew that Hinata's pleasure would be for real: he pushed the single
finger in a little more before adding a second, sinking them into Hinata's heat
and driving them in and out in small, fast thrusting motions.
'Feeling good?' Kageyama asked, not wanting to hurt the other boy; although
Kageyama yelled at Hinata more than he spoke to him normally, the idea of
deliberately making Hinata uncomfortable made him uneasy. He wanted Hinata to
know that they could take it at his own pace, except Hinata didn't seem to
appreciate Kageyama's patience-
'Harder, asshole!' Hinata clenched his teeth. 'Kageyama, more fingers...
there's a good place in me, but you're not going in deep enough-'
'I need to prepare you some more before that... Hinata, be patient!'
'Don't tell me to be patient when you're not even in this position!' Hinata
growled. 'Kageyama... hurry... UP!'
Kageyama frowned, holding Hinata's back to stop him from bucking against his
hand. He pushed the fingers in deeper as Hinata asked and the other boy gave a
hiss, growling and mewing as he was stretched.
'You're too impatient...' Kageyama murmured. 'Hinata, take it slowly. Shhh...'
Hinata was whimpering-looking fairly certain he couldn't take any more- and
Kageyama added a third finger past the ring of muscle. As the fingers thrust,
Hinata gave a sound somewhere in between a pleasured moan and a wail that made
Kageyama's cock jump, brought to life again. Even so, Kageyama's fingers
continued to probe gently, maintaining his patience until he found the spot
that made Hinata scream-
'KAGEYAMA!'
...And knew they were both ready. Kageyama's breath was hot, nose brushing
Hinata's hair as he stood, steadily pushing his cock into Hinata's body. A wave
of heat washed over Kageyama, feeling blissful as he entered, slowly, oh-so-
steadily-biting his lip hard as he supressed the urge to thrust hard, holding
Hinata's hips and rocking them both together.
'Mmn...'
The movements were languid, Hinata's mouth open, brown eyes shut tight as he
sucked his lip. The shower water made their skin slick against each other,
pleasured vibrations buzzing through Hinata's body, a little sharpness like
needles dotting their way up his spine one by one, but the more Kageyama moved
slowly, the more it started to fade; and the euphoria was more than worth it.
Hinata tried moving back to encourage Kageyama to go harder when Kageyama
grasped his waist...
'Easy, easy.'
'Easy for you to say...' Hinata managed to pant and followed the sound by a
gasp; Kageyama leaned in to press a gruff kiss to his cheek.
'Am I good?' Hinata whispered, the rocking getting stronger now, causing Hinata
to groan. Kageyama nodded.
'So good... i-incredible... really, Hinata, it's fuckin' hard to keep it slow-'
'I-it's hard for me, too,' Hinata managed. 'Kag... Kageyama, I-I... I want to
be loud-'
'Yeah? Go ahead... make lots of noise. Hinata, I want to hear you as well.'
Hinata's legs were shaking, the patter of shower water around them seeming
deafening as Kageyama lost sight of the world around him. His hands loosened
around Hinata's ribs, encircling him now instead of holding him, Hinata leaning
against the wall as he winced, every one of Kageyama's thrusts making him
tingle. Kageyama's body entered autopilot as his thrusts grew harder, faster,
his own harsh panting filling up his ears as his heart pounded in his chest...
he could feel his climax drawing closer.
Hinata's moans bounced from the tiles as he bent over-dripping and wet-arching
his back into Kageyama's movements, angled to hit his prostate. There was the
smack of wet skin against wet skin and it was all too much, too good, and
Kageyama couldn't take it-he came with a sharp cry, his release spilling down
the back of Hinata's thighs and washing away down the drain. Hinata came
shortly afterwards, breathing heavily as Kageyama clutched him, the small body
threatening to crumple. Kageyama turned off the shower and steered Hinata
towards the benches, Hinata collapsing down onto one. Kageyama covered his legs
with a towel, crouching down on the floor in front of him.
'Hinata, do you hurt?'
Hinata took longer to catch up with his breathing than Kageyama, taking in deep
lungful's in bursts. His eyes flickered open and he nodded.
'Sore... but I can take it.'
'Hmn... then I'm glad.'
Kageyama grinned, standing up and pulling on his shorts. Hinata watched him for
a moment before his neck curved slightly, leaning up to kiss Kageyama,
Kageyama's own eyelids closing as his head arched in...
'Whoops!' The door clicked open suddenly and Tanaka barged in, Hinata shooting
back from Kageyama like lightening. 'Forgot my keys-'
'Get the hell out!' Kageyama yelled, and Tanaka ducked at one of Kageyama's
thrown trainers, making his way out of the door with a salute.
'Did he double back just to spy on us?' Hinata asked, and Kageyama frowned.
'Wouldn't put it past him. We never get any privacy around here, do we...?'
Hinata made a dying sound and lay back against the bench.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Hinata doesn't think Kageyama is a very attentive boyfriend.
     Meanwhile, Kageyama's concerned the rest of the volleyball team are
     onto them... kagehina sex happens. UNBETA'D.
Chapter Notes
     GOSH this update is so overdue! Three months, uh, but let's not get
     technical.
     I hope it was worth the wait.
It was only 8:47am but it had already been a long day for Tobio Kageyama, as
he'd somehow managed to upset his boyfriend, Hinata... without even going near
him.
'Is Hinata here?' Yamaguchi asked, approaching Kageyama during first year's
homeroom session. Kageyama scanned the classroom for a hint of orange, unable
to find it.
'I can't see him.'
'Oh... I thought you two walked to school together... you don't live by each
other?'
'We usually meet by the bus stop,' confirmed Kageyama. 'But I came in early
today-one of my family gave me a lift. I didn't get time to tell Hinata.'
'Ah... do you think he's still waiting for you?'
Kageyama didn't say anything, but his fingers curled slightly on his lap.
'I'm just concerned, you know?' Yamaguchi continued, in a faraway voice.
'...Hinata's so small! Someone could shut him in a cupboard and trap him there
for weeks... or mistake him for a first schooler-'
'Excuse me. I have something to take care of,' Kageyama said, walking out of
the classroom in a stiff and composed stance until he got past the school
gates... then the soles of his school shoes slapped against the frozen ground
as he ran, cursing underneath his breath.
'That idiot!'
Okay, so maybe looking back, the situation was partially Kageyama's fault. Yes,
he and Hinata did usually wait for each other each morning at the bus stop in
the middle of their homes, but Kageyama had thought that if he didn't show up
five minutes after the agreed time, then Hinata would have enough common sense
to walk to school without him, but apparently not.
He found Hinata standing by the edge of the bus stop with a fine layer of snow
covering the hat on his head. Hinata's lips were slightly blue, his mitten-
covered hands shaking as he gripped the side of his school rucksack, looking
ahead in a distressed way; seeing him like that made Kageyama hate himself.
'Hey... you coming to school?'
Quiet. Hinata's shoulders shook lightly.
'Hinata... any longer and you'll turn into a snowman-'
'Is that all you have to say to me?' Hinata yelled-temper exploding. 'Not even:
'sorry for making you wait,' or: 'sorry, I'm king of the assholes-'
'Hinata, listen... I think you should calm down. I'm new to this, and I'm not a
very good boyfriend-'
'You are the worst boyfriend!' Hinata screamed. 'Kageyama, you left me to
freeze to death in the snow!'
'In my defence,' replied Kageyama, growling. 'We didn't arrange this. You just
assumed-'
'We had a mutual agreement, Kageyama! M-U-T-U-A-L: it means I don't have to say
it... you should just know to wait for me before school-'
'Well, I'm sorry for not having E.S.P-'
'Well, I'm sorry for dating you! We're through!' Hinata screamed, stomping off
up an icy slope then slipping and falling over on his face. Kageyama helped
Hinata up, holding the smaller boy's shoulders.
'...You okay?'
'I still love you,' Hinata whimpered, rubbing his face into Kageyama's coat
lapel, sniffing. 'Kageyama, will you take me back?'
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On average, Hinata and Kageyama broke up and got back together about twelve
times a week. At first, Hinata had used it as a control mechanism ('Kageyama,
give me a spoonful of your ice cream or I don't love you') then when Kageyama
had said: 'fine,' they'd entered this vicious cycle-but Kageyama was fine with
the arrangement for three reasons:
1) The make-up kissing was hot.
2) They never really broke up, because the phrase was just meant as the world's
least effective threat, and:
3) They always got back together in the end.
Still, that didn't mean that Kageyama didn't get pissed off with Hinata,
because he did. On multiple occasions.
'Kageyama, you're not letting the rest of the team have enough time with the
ball,' said coach Ukai, crossing his arms over his chest after blowing the
whistle. 'I know it's what comes naturally, but you're part of a team...
remember to share.'
It was true that old habits die hard, and Kageyama still found it difficult to
share the ball during practice. It wasn't that he didn't trust the rest of
Karasuno... this was just the way he'd played all of his life, and it was hard
to shake. He gave a stern nod, recognising his own weakness.
Hinata, as per usual, took the situation entirely the wrong way:
'Why don't you just play volleyball by yourself, Kageyama?!' He demanded,
following Kageyama into the changing rooms. 'If you think that us dating will
make me go easy on you in volleyball, then you've got another thing coming-
Kageyama, your practice today sucked!'
Hinata's voice cracked when he shouted-Kageyama found it hard to take him
seriously when he was so cute. Hinata puffed his cheeks like a blowfish and
they glared at each other.
'Why do you have to be so angry all of your life?'
'Why do you have to be such a dick all of your life?!' Hinata shouted, and in
that moment the changing room door clicked open and the rest of the team poured
in, staring at Hinata and Kageyama, Kageyama and Hinata staring back.
'Nice to see you both fully clothed this time,' Tanaka said, giving Kageyama a
knowing grin. Hinata summarised that if you could kill other people with looks,
then Kageyama would have had Tanaka hung, drawn and quartered a thousand times
over by now, as he was staring knives in Tanaka's direction.
'Sorry,' Sawamura said, softly. 'Did we interrupt something?'
'I heard the word: 'dick,' Nishinoya imputed, and he and Tanaka snickered.
Kageyama turned his death glare on Nishinoya who had obviously recognised
trouble as he'd begun to slowly back out of the door.
'Nothing,' replied Kageyama, in a dead voice. 'Just Hinata overreacting. As
usual.'
Hinata huffed and opened his mouth to say something when Sawamura called him
and Kageyama back onto a corner of the court in private, his tone serious but
patient.
'You two probably want to get home, so I'll get straight to the point,' he
begun. 'You both have been acting differently lately... is everything okay?'
Hinata went to reply, when Kageyama cut him off-
'We're fine.'
'Is Tanaka teasing you because he walked in on you both changing?' Sawamura
said, giving Kageyama an understanding look which told Kageyama he'd had this
conversation all too many times. He sighed. 'Tanaka's a serial offender for
that... do you know the girls volleyball team have to keep a mop by their
door?'
'What do they do with the mop?' Hinata asked.
'You know,' Sawamura tiled his head. 'I never asked. But whatever they do, it
doesn't stop him.'
'Maybe he's a masochist?' Hinata asked. 'Uhh... wait: were masochists the ones
who like being hurt or the ones who liked hurting people...?'
'More importantly,' Kageyama replied, preferring not to introduce Hinata into
the world of BDSM and fill his little head with ideas just yet. 'It's getting
late... Hinata and I should probably go home before it gets dark.'
Sawamura nodded.
'I understand. Ever since we all pressured you both into playing that
ridiculous 'gay chicken' game, we feel so guilty for making you
uncomfortable... any way, as captain of the team, I want you to know that if
something's bothering either of you, we can find a way to help. If there's
anything on your mind, then just come out and say it.'
'He knows,' Hinata announced, as they got changed-the rest of the team having
finished. 'They all know we're dating.'
'They don't.'
'They do! They'd have to be blind, deaf and stupid-'
'Most of them, then...' Kageyama muttered, pulling his school uniform over his
head. Hinata came closer slowly.
'Either you tell them,' he said, slowly. 'Or they find out.'
'You know I'm going to tell them,' Kageyama muttered, avoiding Hinata's eyes.
'I'm waiting for things to get more serious...'
'Kageyama, I've had your dick up my ass-how much more serious can things get?!'
Kageyama thought Hinata had a fair point, but they'd only been dating for a few
weeks... it had nothing to do with not liking Hinata, and everything to do with
the fact that Kageyama was still processing the situation. He couldn't dive
into things as impulsively as Hinata: he had to take time to strategize.
Assess. Calculate. Process this relationship for what it was.
'I'll drop you home today!' Hinata chirped, as they left the changing rooms.
'What do you mean: 'drop?' Kagayama asked. 'That sounds questionable.'
'Well, I left my bike here the other day, so-'
'You can't mean-'
'I brought the extra seat for the back!' Hinata yelled, tugging the seat out of
his gym bag and holding it to the light as if God had blessed it. 'Dad bought
it for me to take Natsu when I go cycling and she threw up on it a few times,
but I cleaned it-!'
'I'm not getting on that!' Kageyama growled. 'Absolutely not. Never.'
Hinata's big chocolate eyes went wide, and his hair flicks seemed to droop,
scrunching up his nose as his lip trembled.
'I just thought...' he murmured. 'It would be really romantic... like a
shmmn...'
'Like a what?' Kageyama growled, in disbelief to what he'd heard.
'Like a shojou manga!' Hinata shouted back. 'I researched this, Kageyama! I
researched what couples are supposed to do in relationships and it may surprise
you to know that being an egotistical asshole to your partner wasn't on the
list-'
'...alright,' Kageyama exhaled, giving an exasperated sigh-knowing he'd regret
this later. 'Hinata, if you'll shut the hell up about me being a lacking
boyfriend, I'll get on the back of the bike with you-'
Hinata made a: 'yaha!' sound and ran to the bike sheds fast enough to create
clouds of dust in the ground, Kageyama dragging his feet in a sullen way as he
followed... he would never live this down.
'This is awkward,' he complained, as Hinata's bike breezed downhill, Kageyama
sitting on the back scowling.
'It's not awkward!'
'It is for me.'
'Then you're awkward!' Hinata spun around. 'You're the one who doesn't even-'
'Hinata, pay attention to the fuc-'
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'That was avoidable,' Kageyama growled, picking himself up from the ground and
rubbing his nosebleed on the back of his wrist from where Hinata had crashed
his bike into a tree. Whilst Kageyama had simply fell to the side, Hinata had
shot over the handlebars like a cannonball, but somehow, Kageyama was the one
who'd sustained the most injuries from the experience... his luck was just that
good.
'I never want you to tell me that I'm a bad boyfriend again,' Kageyama snarled,
as he and Hinata marched home. 'Because however negligent I am, you're a
thousand times worse-you almost broke my spine.'
'Can we not play the blame game, Kageyama? It's just that I find it immature,'
Hinata replied, his own nosebleed trailing down his neck. Kageyama stopped on
the pavement and pulled on Hinata's cheeks to examine the grazes, Hinata making
wailing sounds.
'You're not hurt, are you?' Kageyama barked.
'F-fine...' Hinata flushed as he looked away. '...and you?' he mumbled.
'What?'
'ARE YOU FEELING OKAY?!' Hinata shouted, the high pitch making Kageyama go deaf
for several seconds. Kageyama rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.
'Fine. ...whatever.'
All his frustration had slipped away.
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The next day was a Saturday and Karasuno all came into school to practice
volleyball for an hour in the morning before everyone got changed, talking
about how they'd kill the rest of their weekend when they got home. Kageyama
found Hinata having an animated conversation with Ennoshita and Nishinomiya
about spiking as they laced their shoes on the benches, pulling Hinata over to
the side.
'Hinata... er...' Kageyama broke off awkwardly. 'Do you want to go out for a
drink with me?'
'Yes!' Hinata shouted-barley a second after Kageyama had asked... not even
considering the offer. 'I'd love to!'
'Are you free now?'
'Uh... yes?'
Nishioyna may have already asked Hinata to go out for burgers, but fuck
Nishioyna, seriously: this was a date with Kageyama. Nishioyna could wait until
Christmas came and freeze to death in the snow for all Hinata cared.
'Great,' Kageyama replied, stiffly, keeping a straight frown though he felt
weirdly excited inside.
...maybe this boyfriend thing wasn't so hard, after all.
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After telling the rest of the team they were going ahead, Hinata followed
Kageyama into the town. The snow made everything feel novel, so fairy-tale that
Kageyama could practically hear the cliché wind-up Christmas carousel music,
the bare trees quivering as snow settled on their branches. Even though it was
afternoon, the store windows all twinkled with orange lights and the sky was
frosted in cloud. Hinata's face scrunched up when snowflakes settled on his
nose, then he sneezed.
'Coldcoldcoldcoldcoldcoldcold!' Hinata said, bouncing up and down on the spot.
'Why are you so energetic all of the time?' Kageyama frowned, wondering why the
real world hadn't crushed all of Hinata's enthusiasm by now-just looking at the
other boy was enough to make him exhale. He took Hinata into a milkshake bar.
'This store has fifty flavours of milkshake...' Hinata breathed, eyes sparkling
as he looked around.
'Don't get too excited,' Kageyama ordered, thinking it was probably already too
late: Hinata had a look on his face like he was close to running up the walls,
or a cat trapped in a washing machine.
A waitress came over to them in a lacy maids outfit and cat ears, and Kageyama
tried not to think about how cute Hinata would look in her costume... tried and
failed. Kageyama's eyes flicked back to Hinata, as if worried that the other
boy had somehow heard his private thoughts, but Hinata just gave him a flawless
grin. Hinata looked so happy to be here... it made Kageyama's chest grow warm.
They both got a hot chocolate with raspberry flavoured whipped cream, cherries
and wafers.
'Good?' Kageyama asked, and Hinata 'mmmmhmmmnn'd' through his cup, then choked.
'You okay?'
'Icoughedanditcameoutofmynose...'
'That's... uh...' Kageyama refrained from commenting, standing to get some
spare napkins.
Least romantic date ever.
Somehow, they were both enjoying it; just sitting across from Hinata made
Kageyama's pulse thrum hard enough to hammer nails, although he was too
stubborn and embarrassed to say anything. Kageyama stared down hard into his
drink, thinking of Hinata's bright eyes and happy laugh, his enthusiasm and
optimism... suddenly, Kageyama had to wonder if he really had neglected Hinata
and if he was the worst boyfriend ever.
Then he remembered that Hinata had crashed into a tree and almost given him a
concussion, and the thought was lost.
'I'm really glad you... asked me out...' mumbled Hinata, out of nowhere.
'Because I... you know, I didn't expect it-'
'Well, this is what you usually do, isn't it?' Kageyama asked, his throat
getting dry. 'You usually go out to places with people you... like...'
The words stuck an arrow in his pride and made it sore, but did it ever feel
like a load off Kageyama's mind to finally voice it aloud; Hinata gazed up at
Kageyama as if he'd just told him the nature of the entire universe, cheeks
flushed slightly as the words settled in:
'I like you as well!' Hinata practically shouted, standing up at the table.
'Tell the whole restaurant, why don't you?' Kageyama murmured, aware that
everyone was staring. Hinata sunk back down and grinned shyly, scratching the
back of his hair... he looked adorable, despite how frustrated Kageyama was
with him. Kageyama gave Hinata a hard look that said: 'I find your orange hair,
loud attitude and on further extension, entire existence offensive, but the
second I get you to a room with a bed none of that will matter.'
As if it ever did.
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For the rest of Saturday, Kageyama took Hinata back to his house, Hinata bowing
nervously as Kageyama introduced him to his mother... Kageyama didn't tell her
that they were dating. They played volleyball in the garden with the
clothesline as a makeshift net, talking on the front steps before it got dark.
'Why don't you ask your friend to eat with us?' Kageyama's mother asked. 'It's
a weekend and Tobio, you never have friends to stay... I could make a call to
Hinata's mother and arrange for him to sleep over.'
Hinata looked as if he were about to explode at the suggestion, stuttering and
mumbling about how he didn't want to be any trouble through the red blush on
his cheeks as Kageyama's mother laughed, saying it wasn't a problem. Kageyama
didn't have a lot of possessions but Hinata looked around his room in awe as if
he were in a museum, fascinated by every single thing. Kageyama's mother found
a spare TV that they set up in Kageyama's room so that the two of them could
watch a movie, both of them sitting atop the futon as they watched it. Kageyama
put an arm around Hinata-a little awkwardly.
'I can't lie against you,' said Hinata. 'I-I'll give you a dead arm...'
Or something else, Kageyama thought privately, trying to brush that to the back
of his head but unable to help it-he was a teenage boy, and the second his
brain registered: 'Hinata,' his hormones took over and started shooting him
images of Hinata wet and naked in the showrooms, looking back at Kageyama with
large, brown eyes, pleading...
'I need you, Kageyama... fuck me...'
It was hard to keep his thoughts above the waist.
Hinata was right about cuddling, as for the first five minutes it was romantic,
then Kageyama started to get neck cramps. Hinata wriggled in his arm, looking
up at Kageyama and they stared for several seconds... then they both moved in
for a kiss-too enthusiastically-miscalculated and banged their foreheads
together.
'Ow, ow, ow,' Hinata wailed.
'You ok?'
'I'm fine...'
'Hinata, you're too eager.'
'W-well, I've spent the whole day with you...' mumbled Hinata, and Kageyama
cupped his cheek.
'Slowly this time.' he instructed. 'Try not to get so worked up about
everything around you.'
Hinata made a pouty face which did nothing but empathise his cuteness, Kageyama
moving in and letting their lips lock. Hinata slid his tongue around the inside
of Kageyama's mouth slowly, letting it glide along his top row of teeth, the
kisses continuing and deepening for several minutes before Kageyama pulled
back.
'Stop... I've kissed you a lot today.'
'Not enough,' Hinata murmured, and Kageyama shook his head.
'Then we'll stop because my mother is downstairs,' he replied, sternly. Hinata
said: 'oh' quietly and the movie ended, Hinata moody as he crawled into his
futon-Kageyama couldn't help but be disappointed himself as he got into bed.
Then Kageyama's mother poked her head around the door to say that she was going
out to get some food for breakfast, and the moment the door closed again,
Kageyama heard Hinata whisper:
'It's fate, Kayegama.'
'That or my mother ran out of milk because you're here,' Kageyama replied,
thinking that fate had better things to do than change its entire course so
that two teenage boys could have sex. Hinata hummed, sitting up in his futon as
if to say: 'so you don't want to do it?,' and Kageyama internally cursed
himself.
Since their first time in the shower rooms, he and Hinata hadn't done anything
other than kissing: it wasn't that they didn't want to do it-it was just
finding the appropriate place and the time. Both of them were still new to sex,
and it was something incredibly intimate and private, both of which they needed
time to relax into-Kageyama knew it wasn't as simple as spreading Hinata's
legs, slipping his dick inside of him and saying: 'off we go-' he loved Hinata.
Hinata-and their relationship-deserved to be taken seriously.
'Kageyaammmaaa...' Hinata moaned.
'What do you want?'
'Y-you know what I want...' Hinata said, looking away to the side. Kageyama
crawled onto the futon and softly kissed him; Hinata was hot when they broke
apart.
'Pyjamas-off. Now.' Kageyama ordered, undoing his own buttons from his
sleepshirt and pulling it over his head. Whilst he knew that his mother had
gone out, she wouldn't be gone forever and he didn't want to get his pyjamas
covered in sweat. He circled his arms around Hinata, laying Hinata down and
kissing him, Hinata's hands running along his back.
'Hinata, your nipples are hard... can I lick them?'
'N-no... ah...'
Kageyama's breathing got tighter as he sucked and bit on the soft nubs, nipping
at them in a way which made Hinata turn his head on the pillow. Kageyama's
fingers came down and brushed over Hinata's hips, gently feeling the creamy
skin, rubbing the lithe muscle and bones. The tips of Hinata's nipples were
hard and Kageyama brushed over them with his tongue, Hinata gasping beneath
him.
'B-bastard...'
'...You don't like it?' somehow, Kageyama didn't believe that. Hinata flushed.
'N-no, it's you, you're so controlling, Kageyama! No wonder you get called king
of the court, you never let anyone else do anything, you stupid asshole! You
just pin me down and do everything yourself like a- mnnn...'
They were kissing again, Kageyama gently rubbing himself against Hinata,
feeling Hinata's arousal hard against his stomach. The kisses went to Hinata's
temples to relax him, and Kageyama closed his eyes, listening to the small
moans that Hinata made.
'Am I a good boyfriend now?' Kageyama asked. Hinata ground his teeth.
'Yes, Kageyama, the best, I want...'
'Turn around,' Kageyama said, the stern authority in his voice making Hinata
shiver. Kageyama gently lapped at Hinata's hole with his tongue, making Hinata
claw the sheets and mew. Kageyama put two fingers inside of Hinata gently,
Hinata shivering and sighing beneath them as they circled.
'You're doing well-' Kageyama started to say, but Hinata shouted:
'SHUT UP! Kageyama, you can't say those kind of things, because I c-can't...'
'I'm not trying to tease you.'
'I-I love you,' Hinata hiccoughed, burying his nose in the pillow and wailing;
Kageyama had no idea what had made him cry. He rubbed Hinata's back with the
hand that wasn't fingering him in reassurance, Hinata hugging the pillow as he
pushed back against Kageyama's fingers. Hinata's breathing was getting loud and
Kageyama scissored his fingers to make sure he'd done enough preparation, then
double checking with Hinata.
'Just do it,' Hinata moaned. 'Now-'
Kageyama's muscles twitched and with a low growl he pressed inside of Hinata,
his arousal aching. Hinata gave little pants and moans that Kageyama couldn't
get enough of, Hinata's own cock dripping against the bedding; Kageyama kissed
the red on Hinata's cheeks and ears as he rolled his hips, gasping, trying to
hold himself back and moving in slow, syrupy movements. His tongue came out to
lick his own lips, their texture feeling rough as he slapped into Hinata,
flares shooting through Kageyama's groin as their hips thrust together.
Kageyama's mind scrambled with something to say but he couldn't breathe,
couldn't think through the need...
The rhythm of movement broke as Kageyama felt his cock get hot at the base,
sinking deeper into Hinata's tightness-everything started to whirl. The
movements were getting harder, hotter, wilder, Hinata not even trying to hold
back his wails as he squeezed his eyes shut and his body clenched, his passage
getting tighter around Kageyama with his own orgasm. Kageyama inhaled as
everything got faster and his back arched, feeling messy but not caring as he
rocked into Hinata, pulling out and cuming against the back of Hinata's legs,
his orgasm quick and wet.
Hinata gave a breathless grin, nuzzling his cheek into the pillow after they
broke apart, and Kageyama sat himself up, ready to say something when he heard
the sound of the front door being unlocked. He scrambled into his bed and with
some effort, Hinata pulled the covers up over his head, chest still heaving,
breathing out in bursts as he tried to feign being asleep... it wasn't very
convincing.
For a few minutes there was sound coming from the kitchen, then the hall light
clicked off and they heard a door close as Kageyama's mother went into her own
room, then it was quiet. Hinata got out of the blankets and into Kageyama's
bed... when Kageyama didn't respond, Hinata kicked him.
'Did you just kick me?' Kageyama growled, and Hinata puffed his cheeks.
'I hate you.'
'Hate you more.'
Quiet.
'...you don't really hate me, do you, Kageyama?'
'Not really... and you?'
'Not really.'
It was as close to: 'goodnight,' as the two of them would get; Kageyama felt
Hinata press against his back, Hinata's toes brushing his ankles as he
stretched them in the bedsheets.
'Kag... unmmn.'
Hinata mumbled incoherent words as he drifted away, clutching onto Kageyama's
back in the silence. Kageyama waited until he was one hundred per cent sure
that Hinata was asleep and wouldn't open his eyes to make fun of him before
turning around.
Hinata was breathing lightly, his chest going up and down and Kageyama closed
his eyes into Hinata's hair, picking up the scent of his shampoo and feeling
the warmth that the other, smaller boy radiated, comfortable and sleepy in
Hinata's embrace and about to fall asleep when a low whisper came from in front
of him:
'Kageyammmaaa... you 'wake?'
Kageyama heaved a sigh.
'I am now,' he growled.
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On Monday evening, Kageyama and Hinata were back in the Karasuno volleyball
gym, standing around their team members.
'So, uh...' Azumane broke away. 'Kageyama, Hinata... coach Ukai told us that he
saw the two of you together in town on Saturday.'
'So?' Kageyama recognised the stiffness in his own voice. 'There's nothing
suspicious about two teammates going out after practice-'
'To a cute little milkshake bar?' Nishinoya asked, with a raised an eyebrow.
Kageyama glanced down at Hinata who looked back at him as if to say that it
couldn't be helped and both of their gazes fell to the floor, shuffling their
feet awkwardly... the two of them looked as uncomfortable as they felt.
'If the two of you are dating, I don't see the problem with it,' Yamaguchi
said.
'Mn,' nodded Ennoshita. 'I mean, we're not your mothers... you shouldn't feel
like you have to hide it or keep it a secret, if that's what's going on. We're
just upset that you didn't tell us... we're your friends. We wouldn't think any
different of you.'
'Is that right?' Kageyama growled, gaze panning over to Tanaka. Tanaka spread
his hands as if to say: 'what did I do?!' mouth opening into an O.
'Yeah,' Tanaka laughed, to Kageyama's look of disbelief. 'So I'm gonna tease
you about it, but come on-give me some leverage! What are friends for if we're
not allowed to pick at your personal life and not get punched-'
'Just ignore Tanaka,' Azumane gave a warm smile. 'None of us pay any attention
to him, either. What we're trying to say is that you don't have to be
uncomfortable; if it affects your practice then that's another thing, but as
long as you can keep it outside of the court, then there isn't a problem.'
'I'm not homosexual,' Kageyama assured them, then paused to reiterate. '...it
only works where Hinata is concerned and not anyone else-especially none of
you.'
He thought he should make that clear. Hinata looked nervous beside Kageyama.
'...it's all your fault for making us kiss...' he murmured, and Kageyama knew
that even though Hinata was right, they probably would have ended up dating in
the end somehow, anyway; when he'd first met Hinata, if Kageyama could have
chosen one person in the world to fall in love with, then Hinata's name would
have been last on the list, but his feelings for Hinata had sprung up against
his own will: even if the two of them fought, they loved each other's company.
Kageyama loved Hinata with everything he had... it had gotten hard to stop
thinking about the other boy.
'Dating or not, you're our friends as well as teammates,' Tanaka snorted. 'Just
don't start making out in the middle of a match is all I'm asking-'
'As captain of the team, I give you permission to hit Tanaka,' Sawamura
mumbled, but the scary aura coming from Kageyama said he'd do more than that.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     After a volleyball match almost kills Hinata (twice) he learns that
     Kageyama is scary when he's protective. Correction: scarier.
Chapter Notes
     There is kagehina in this, lol. 7,000 WORDS IN.
     Kakugawa are a volleyball team in the Haikyuu! manga- you DON'T have
     to know about them in order for this chapter to make sense. There
     isn't a lot of information about them in the manga at this point, as
     a result, I had to invent what I imaged their personalities to be
     like based on appearances, meaning that if Kakugawa are mentioned in
     S2 of Haikyuu or the Haikyuu manga in more detail, this fic won't
     portray the characters accurately to their canon selves.
It had been the worst volleyball match ever.
And that was saying something.
Because even though Karasuno had won, the game itself had gone awfully.
===============================================================================
Winter was nearing an end and Karasuno had scheduled a volleyball match against
Kakugawa high. The two teams were overdue to play each other and as a friendly
gesture, Karasuno had travelled to their high school in the mountains, where
they were permitted to stay for the night to get to know the other team and
play a practice match before the final, deciding game the next day.
Kakugawa high was situated on a mountain and Hinata had been over-excited
throughout the entire coach journey, peering at everything outside of the
window and elbowing Kageyama, with: 'Kageyama! I saw the first flower on the
mountain!' or: 'Kageyama, their shrine gates are a different colour to ours!'
which Kageyama had tolerated until it had gotten old ('Kageyama! First mountain
traffic jam, YEAHHH!') and he'd crammed his earbuds in, suppressing a scowl.
When they'd reached Kakugawa, however, disillusionment had settled in and
Hinata had become very quiet- it was freezing. Kakugawa's sports department
consisted mostly of wooden halls that were scattered throughout craggy rocks, a
deep lake twisting around the buildings. A chill breeze ran through the air;
Hinata shuddered.
'I-I thought... ' Hinata sounded so broken, so confused- 'K-Kageyama... I
thought it would be a snowy mountain with forests and bonsai's and hot springs-
'
'We're not on vacation,' Tsukishima drawled. 'I assume you are aware that we
came to this place to play a match?'
Coach Ukai climbed out of the vehicle and a roll call was performed.
'Kakugawa's volleyball team have been kind enough to come out and greet us,'
Ukai informed them, folding his arms. 'I'd like you to show them the same
respect. They're letting us stay here, so you'll thank them for their
hospitality.'
'Meeting Kakugawa's team should be interest,' Kageyama muttered.
'What do you mean?' Hinata asked.
'I heard rumours about them when I played in Kitagawa. Nothing positive.'
'O-oh...'
'Hey!' Ukai yelled. 'Quit whispering. What did I say about respect?'
Kakugawa's volleyball team stamped out from the back of a barren courtyard,
into view. After Karasuno bowed and thanked the other team, Ukai ordered them
to mingle then disappeared with Kakugawa's coach into a hall.
No members from either team made any attempts to speak with the other. Hinata
stared intently at a tall, slim teenager from Kakugawa, eventually, nudging
Kageyama and pointing.
'Who's he?'
'Nurukawa,' Kageyama responded. 'Number 1-he plays the same position as you.
I've heard he's nicknamed: the 'axe,' during matches.'
'He's our campus serial killer!' Hinata whispered back.
'It's because his blocks are blunt and he has sharp reactions,' Kageyama
replied, frowning down at Hinata.
'He's nothing,' Nishinoya snorted. 'You see that number nine on the end? That's
Yuudai... he's one of the first years.'
'That's a first year?!' Hinata choked, and Nishinoya had to stamp on Hinata's
foot to stop him from staring open-mouthed. The number nine player-or Yuudai-
was tall and broad shouldered with a squashed nose and small, dark eyes that
resembled squares of onyx, beady as they flicked around. His body was gigantic.
'Kageyama... I could climb him if I wanted!'
'You'd better not,' Ennoshita advised, coming up to stand beside Hinata.
'Kageyama... you said you'd heard rumours, so I suppose you know how the
Kakugawa team have become infamous?'
'They don't like to lose,' Kageyama replied-gritting his teeth, because he'd
once shared the same mentality they had. Hinata scrunched up his fists.
'If they don't like to lose, they should play better!' He said, loudly.
'Some of them are coming this way,' Kageyama said. 'Hinata, they must have
heard you.'
Hinata seemed to liquefy on the spot, hiding behind Kageyama and gripping the
taller boy's black jersey for protection. Yuudai had stomped over to them with
the number 1, 9 and 4 players at his heel... his small eyes settled on Hinata.
'The small... orange... shrimp, huh?' he grunted.
'It talks!' Tanaka whispered to Tsukishima, and Tsukishima leaned in to
Tanaka's face and whispered: 'do you want to lead a happy life?!' because the
9, 1 and 4 players had all begun to glower at Tanaka. Yuudai, however, kept his
eyes on Hinata.
'I... I'm not a shrimp...' Hinata murmured, and Kageyama could see that he was
getting riled. 'You shouldn't judge people on first impressions...'
'You're small. It's hard to miss,' the number 4 player remarked. 'How is
someone like you competing in the Miyagi Prefecture... is this a joke?'
'So, I'm not tall,' Hinata said, determinedly, coming out from behind Kageyama.
'But I can jump!'
The number 1,9 and 4 players looked at each other fearfully... then burst into
laughter.
'Crickets can jump.' The number 4 snorted. 'But that doesn't stop us from
crushing them, does it?'
'W-well, g-go ahead and try!' Hinata stammered, straightening his back and
glaring at them all, and in that moment, something inside of Kageyama seemed to
glow in admiration.
'I'd take a cricket on my team over three elephants any day,' he agreed, with a
scowl. Yuudai's gaze flicked over him.
'King of... the court...' he said, slowly. 'Looking forward to playing against
you.'
Then Yuudai turned and left, with the 1, 9 and 4 players following in his wake.
Kageyama's palms flared at the use of his old nickname and the fact that even
the Kakugawa volleyball team knew about it. Had he really been that selfish
during matches in junior school?
'Yeah, you'd better run!' Tanaka yelled, when the Kakugawa team were too far
away to possibly hear him. 'What a bunch of dicks.'
Kageyama was used to it: every team that they played seemed to have their own
variety of height-themed insults for Hinata, and an assortment of king-themed
remarks for himself... it was strange how he and Hinata didn't fail to get
frustrated every time- they should be used to it by now.
'Ahh... on the bright side...' Yamaguchi trailed away. 'At least the other team
have acknowledged us enough to insult us?'
'Always nice to know,' Kageyama replied sourly, hitching up his gym bag as they
followed the Kakugawa team members into a dilapidated hall. It turned out to be
the cafeteria, where they were given dinner-Hinata spent the first half of the
meal announcing that he didn't care if people called him short, then proceeded
to spend the second half saying that even if he was short, it wasn't
a drawback-Nishinoya was shorter than him anyway, but noone seemed to care.
Everybody liked Nishinoya.
'I'm pressing things that shouldn't be forced-I should be content as I am! So
what if I'm short? I have other abilities! The small giant was never deterred
by any of that!'
'The small giant is another person,' Kageyama replied. 'Hinata... you are an
individual. So, you should stop depending so much on the shadow of others and
focus on your own strength!'
'Y... yes! I will!' Hinata blurted out, unsure if Kageyama was critiquing him
or praising him, but the words seemed to motivate him enough to restore a
little of his confidence.
Yamaguchi sighed.
'You know... it's a real pain that Kakugawa aren't good sports about this...'
he stirred his ramen. 'Perhaps we just got off on the wrong foot...?'
'It's not our fault if they hate us!' Hinata protested, obviously still upset
about the fact he'd been called a 'joke.' When they'd sat down at their
cafeteria table, Tanaka had asked what everyone thought of the other team, and
Hinata had been the first person to blurt out his opinion, which was that
(Kageyama quoted) Kakugawa's volleyball team were the kind of people who ate
'the cores of their apples as well as their apples.' Tsukishima had said he'd
give Hinata his desert if Hinata told them that to their faces. Hinata had
declined.
'Sawamura, you should introduce yourself to them,' Yamaguchi said, dreamily.
'After all, you are the teams captain...'
'Ah... ' Sawamura slurped up his noodles. 'I'm the captain when we play
volleyball. Not at dinner.'
'I'll do it,' Azumane imputed.
'S-Seriously?' Nishinoya demanded.
'Sure.' Azumane shrugged. 'There's no harm in saying hello. We're staying in
their school and coach Ukai was right-it's kindness to show gratitude.'
'T-that isn't gratitude... it's suicide!' Hinata wailed, but Azumane climbed up
from the bench and crossed the cafeteria all the same, standing before Yuudai's
table. Kakugawa's team all stared at the confrontation as Azumane said
something placating to Yuudai. Then Azumane offered Yuudai his hand.
'He's a madman...' Tanaka breathed. 'Who wants to bet they'll eat him alive?'
'E-eh... you think they will?' Ennoshita whispered.
'Sure they will! Azumane's just walked into a lion's den!' Nishinoya laughed,
and if Kageyama didn't know better then he was enjoying this. 'They're gonna
kill him-actually kill him. Disembowel him with the dinner cutlery edo
warrior style-'
From across the hall, Kageyama saw Yuudai nod at Azumane then reach out to take
Azumane's hand. Yuudai seemed to hold it in a firm grip as he shook it, then he
said something which made Azumane smile. Afterwards, Azumane came back to
Karasuno's table.
'Yuudai shook his hand,' Sawamura summarised.
'Kakugawa's team didn't even attack him a little...?' Tanaka echoed.
'Are you all disappointed that Azumane wasn't violently killed?' Tsukishima
asked, in a bored voice. Azumane back sat down at their table.
'How was it?!' Hinata demanded. Azumane just shrugged.
'They all seem like nice guys, if you ask me,' he replied, casually lifting the
rest of his soba into his mouth. Kageyama turned to Hinata.
'It must be just you they don't like,' Kageyama told him. Hinata huffed.
'No, the other team are all dicks,' he insisted, cramming his own food into his
cheeks.
===============================================================================
After eating, both teams went to the gym and took their positions for the
practice match.
It had started to get late so the teams had agreed to play a single set instead
of a game. (Which usually consisted of between 3-5 sets and could last for
hours.) Kageyama warmed up silently, hearing two of Kakugawa's players
whispering on the other side of the net.
'Karasuno's number nine is scary...' one of them murmured. 'No other part of
his body is moving... just the eyes-'
'Not in volleyball,' the other replied. 'That's the king of the court...'
The name made Kageyama's blood burn, but he continued stretching silently.
'Are we going to show them our kings toss?' Kageyama asked, once the Karasuno
team had all gathered in a circle. 'Or will we save it until the tournament
game tomorrow?'
'That move has made the match for us on several occasions,' Sawamura
considered. 'And... our reputation for using that move has already preceded us,
so I don't see why we can't give them a taste. The game tomorrow will be played
honestly that way.'
'Honesty' wasn't a concept that existed to the other team-Kakugawa, Kageyama
discovered, relied on brute force. Karasuno's players (mostly Hinata) being
covered in scuffs and grazes from diving to smack the ball wasn't exactly
unusual, but during this game, Kageyama knew that Kakugawa's team all directed
the ball with the specific intent to hit the opposing players, at speeds too
fast for them to block. This was where Hinata and Nishinoya's size and agility
became useful for saves, although the times where they missed were potentially
drastic: Tanaka had been dragged yelling and scratching from the court by Ukai
because his nose had started bleeding-although thankfully it wasn't broken-
Yamaguchi's left eye was watering and didn't want to open, and Tsukishima had
outwardly refused to play in case his prescription glasses were broken... even
at speed, Kageyama didn't know how a soft ball could cause so much damage. Even
Hinata had a bruise above his eye that had turned a moulted purple-brown
colour, but he'd refused to sit out; the wound only made him more determined to
win.
When Hinata rotated to receive his toss, Kageyama threw it-almost without
thinking-seeing Hinata run toward it like a lion then jump in the corner of his
eye, hearing the 'thwack!' as Hinata's hand slammed the ball and it bounced
down on the other side of the net. The move scored Karasuno the remainder of
points they'd needed to win and the match ended.
They all bowed and parted from the court to go to the sleeping hall, whilst the
Kakugawa team went back to their dorms. As they parted ways, Kageyama could
hear the Kakugawa members muttering among themselves:
'That orange spiker is dangerous...'
'We need to do something about him...'
And he laid a hand on Hinata's shoulder, telling him that he'd played well
tonight. Hinata beamed, skipping along to the sleeping hall where futons had
been rolled out beside their bags.
'My futon is the other side of the hall from Hinata's,' Kageyama informed the
others, a ball of injustice furling in his stomach.
'Ah... that's because...' Yamaguchi appeared thoughtful. 'It's so you won't
distract each other at night?'
'No gay sex before important matches,' Tanaka translated, slapping Nishinoya a
high five. Kageyama glowered at the pair until they looked sorry then skulked
off, crawling into his futon.
The lights clicked out and Kageyama didn't know how long he spent laying in his
futon, staring at the figure of Tanaka in the darkness who was asleep next to
him with his mouth open and a bundle of bloody tissues taped to his nose.
Kageyama shifted to locate Hinata's futon in the darkness.
It looked alarmingly flat. ...Had he left at some point?
Kageyama waited-supposing Hinata had just gone to the toilets-then when he
didn't come back after five minutes, he stood, aggravated with himself for
losing sleep. There was noone in the male toilets and cafeteria had been
locked, so Kageyama crossed the grounds and walked to the gymnasium.
The gym hall was pitch black but Kageyama found Hinata inside, sitting in a
solitary pool of moonlight streaming in from the high windows. He was laying
against the wall with a volleyball between his legs, watching as it rolled a
certain length away, then back.
'What are you doing?' Kageyama asked, resisting the urge to add: other than
wallowing in your own despair. Hinata didn't reply immediately.
'I don't trust the Kakugawa team.' He mumbled.
Kageyama took several steps closer.
'Are you upset because they called you short?' he asked, because even though it
had happened over five hours ago and countless times before, he wouldn't put it
past Hinata to still feel wounded over this. Hinata shook his head.
'T-they're gonna do something to me... Kageyama-you heard them talking after
practice! T-they're planning to do something...'
'They're planning a strategy to render our king's toss ineffective during the
volleyball match tomorrow,' Kageyama agreed.
'They're not!' Hinata looked outraged. 'Kageyama, how the hell did you get that
from what they said?! And you saw the practice match today-what part of their
game was strategic?! Kakugawa do everything by force...'
Hinata looked down and his lower lip begun to tremble.
'You can't hide in the gym all night,' Kageyama told him.
'I-I'm not hiding...' Hinata muttered. 'I just wanted some privacy...'
Just as Kageyama registered the words, he realised that there was a hand on his
thigh. He swallowed, lifting Hinata's hand in his own and smoothing his fingers
along the pale skin, feeling his own body prickle in response, his blood
heating in his veins. Then-in a decided movement-he let go of the hand and
kissed Hinata on the mouth, pressing him back against the wall and delving his
tongue into Hinata's mouth, between the seam of his lips and into the warmth
that awaited beyond it. Hinata squirmed and made a soft, satisfied sound when
Kageyama put a hand down on his narrow shoulders, feeling Hinata's chest rise
and fall against his own in quick bursts.
'Do you feel better now?' Kageyama asked, pulling back.
'I'm... not sure.' Hinata blinked. 'Kiss me again and I'll let you know-'
'It's late,' Kageyama frowned. 'Hinata, you need to rest for tomorrow. Go back
to bed.'
'I can't!' Hinata sounded distraught. 'Kageyama, nerves make me feel sick and
if I lie down, I-I feel like I'll throw up! I just...' he dropped his head.
'Let me stay here for five for minutes. Then I'll go back to bed, but now... I
can't...'
Kageyama scowled to show that he didn't like leaving Hinata alone, but he was
too tired to disagree, and the dark shadows underneath his eyes seemed to have
a physical weight. Grumbling, he went back to the sleeping hall to wait alone.
===============================================================================
Fifteen minutes passed and Hinata still didn't come back.
Tanaka was sleeping in the futon next to Kageyama, where he seemed to be dream-
harassing Karasuno's female volleyball team manager, murmuring: 'Yeah, Shimizu-
sensei, I'd love to join a hot spring party wi'yuu 'nn your friendsss...' to
himself, whilst grinning creepily in his sleep... Kageyama shook him awake.
'Get up.'
'Whu'dyou waaant?'
'Hinata's missing,' Kageyama hissed.
'Have you checked the closet?' Tanaka smirked. Kageyama's palms twitched but he
drew in a breath through his nose, resisting the urge to asphyxiate Tanaka with
a pillow only because now was not the time to get riled about homosexual
comments-however much Tanaka had it coming. He jerked the bedding of the futon
and Tanaka fell out, rubbing his head.
'Why'd you do that?!'
'The Kakugawa team have something against Hinata,' Kageyama explained. 'After
the practice match, they were whispering that they needed to do something about
him. Hinata was worried but... I didn't take him seriously. Now he hasn't come
back.'
'You think the Kakugawa team will try and stop him from playing tomorrow?
Shit... those bastards,' Tanaka growled, pulling on his jacket. 'Kageyama, you
go ahead and I'll wake some of the others. We'll find him, okay?'
Kageyama nodded, keeping his face hard to hide any worry because he
didn't feel worry. He didn't feel anything-he was made of iron. Or at least, he
considered himself to be but now he wasn't so sure.
Their curfew was nine pm and it was almost midnight now, crickets chirping amid
the craggy rocks. The night was freezing and Kageyama's breath steamed in the
air-what little grass there was had a frost coating, and the surface of the
rivers were glassy and unbroken. After searching, Kageyama noticed that some of
the frozen grass had been trampled around the entrance to the campus and
followed the river down the mountain, finding himself in front of where the
threads of water pooled into a lake; he used the light of his cell to look
around, seeing a small figure curled on the bank.
Then Kageyama was running.
Several other Karasuno members spotted Hinata too and were making their way
towards him, but Kageyama was the one who got to him first. He dropped down
beside Hinata to see that the smaller boy was soaking wet... every inch of him
dripped with cold water. Hinata shuddered.
'N-no way...' Sawamura whispered. 'Did the Kakugawa team have him thrown into
the lake?'
'It's okay,' Nishinoya said loudly, elbowing his way through the crowd. 'I know
CPR! Kageyama, bring him here-'
'I'M CONCIOUS,' Hinata screamed.
'If you're ever doing CPR and something happens to me,' Kageyama told
Nishinoya. 'Just let me die.'
'Will do,' Nishinoya saluted. As Hinata coughed water, Kageyama pulled him into
a half hug, letting Hinata use his shoulder for support as he seemed too
exhausted to sit on his own. Hypoxia meant that Hinata had taken a lot of water
into his lungs, but the lake was shallow enough for even someone who couldn't
swim to be able to make their way out once thrown in... which meant that
Kakugawa hadn't intended to hurt Hinata by doing this to him: just to scare
him, and possibly to give him a cold. Sawamura came closer and draped his
jacket around Hinata's shoulders, putting a hand on Hinata's back supportively.
Eventually, Ukai pushed through them in a robe and slippers.
'What's going on?'
His torchlight made Kageyama squint.
'It was those Kakugawa assholes!' Tanaka growled. 'Those bastards threw Hinata
in the lake-'
'Tanaka, you'll watch your tongue.' Ukai frowned. 'You've forgotten... we're in
their school. One of you will help me take Hinata to the infirmary, then I want
the rest of you back in the sleeping hall.'
Kageyama was cold from just standing outside and he hadn't been drenched in
freezing, black water, so he couldn't imagine how Hinata must have felt, but he
could see the effect the ice water had on his body. His teeth were chattering
and his skin was blue-even his orange hair seemed to have paled and the flicks
had drooped significantly, which made Kageyama grind his teeth and feel
something awaken inside of him. Anger coursed through his body.
Once at the infirmary, Ukai told Kageyama to go back to the sleeping hall but
Kageyama stood his ground and refused, saying he'd stay with Hinata; from the
studious look in Ukai's eyes, Kageyama thought that maybe Ukai knew the real
reason why. But maybe he didn't.
'You shouldn't have been skinny dipping this late, dear,' a nurse told Hinata
as she gently warmed him. His wet clothes had been peeled away and he'd been
given dry ones-buried within a nest of blankets, unable to stop shivering. He
was sick, Kageyama realised... at this rate, Hinata wouldn't be able to play
the volleyball game tomorrow.
White hot anger burned in Kageyama's stomach; it was the touch of small fingers
on his wrist that took the feeling away.
'Hinata, your hand feels like ice.' Kageyama said, tucking Hinata's hands back
into the blankets.
'I'm cold and wet and think I need a hug,' Hinata mumbled, with a sniff.
Kageyama fished a piece of pondweed from Hinata's hair.
'Go to sleep,' he commanded, perhaps with more force than necessary but Hinata
needed rest more than emotional comfort. Hinata mumbled dreamily then drifted
into sleep with Kageyama beside him. After an hour, Kageyama felt Hinata's
forehead to discover that the smaller boy once again radiated heat...
Satisfied, Kageyama lost the ability to keep his eyes open and either passed
out or slept, too.
===============================================================================
They were prodded awake at eight am the next day by a nurse. The rest of the
team had come to see them and brought he and Hinata some breakfast-Karasuno's
volleyball team all crowded around Hinata's infirmary bed in concern.
'Hinata, how on earth did you end up hospitalised?' Drawled Tsukishima-who'd
slept through the whole night-as he twirled the cord of his headphones.
'Hinata isn't playing the match today,' Kageyama replied. 'The Kawakawa team
threw him into their lake.'
'HAHAHAHAHAhaha,' Tsukishima laughed, then his expression darkened. 'Oh... you
were serious.'
'The match has been postponed to this evening,' Kageyama continued. 'We need to
plan a new strategy now that Hinata is indisposed.'
'Is he ill?' Tsukishima asked, looking a mixture of contemptuous yet
dignifiedly concerned. Kageyama nodded curtly.
'It's a cold.'
'I can talk for myself, Kageyama!' Hinata shouted, his high voice raspy from a
night of sleep-coughing. 'And I'm definitely playing today... I want to be a
part of it when we beat them!'
'You're sick,' Kageyama growled, unsure if Hinata understood the extent.
Kageyama had sworn to himself that Karasuno would win that match against
Kakugawa regardless of what it took after this-even if it would be a handicap
not to have Hinata play the game with them, it wasn't worth risking Hinata's
health to include him.
'I can't believe they really threw Hinata in their lake...' Azumane said,
sounding surprised.
'It's such a low move,' Nishinoya growled. 'Those Kakugawa bastards won't know
what hit them when they play us... it's personal now!'
'Did you all hear that?!' Tanaka yelled. 'We're winning today if it means out
LIFE!'
Other teammates joined in the shouts to avenge Hinata by winning the match
which would take place later that afternoon, each one of them wishing Hinata a
fast recovery. Kageyama told them all to go ahead, lingering behind to stay
with Hinata.
'I'm playing,' Hinata announced. 'Kageyama, I'm a part of the team, too! If I
don't play, I'd let everyone down!'
'If we let you play then the team has let you down,' Kageyama corrected. 'The
purpose of a team is to take care of the players. Hinata... isn't that what you
taught me?!'
'I don't need taking care of,' Hinata mumbled, pulling a thermometer out of his
mouth and scowling. 'Kageyama, I only almost drowned... I don't understand why
everybody is overreacting! At least let me watch from the bench-
I'm basically fine.'
Basically fine, Kageyama thought, mentally rolling his eyes. At first he was
annoyed that Hinata wouldn't give in, then realised how much the match meant to
the smaller boy and nodded.
'Fine,' he growled. 'We'll see how you perform in practice. But at the first
signs of you getting worse or being sick then you're coming back here. No
arguments.'
Hinata pouted and Kageyama kissed the side of his face.
Stupid, he thought, for not being able to refuse Hinata. He hoped he wouldn't
regret this.
===============================================================================
The water had been squeezed from Hinata's volleyball jersey and he'd turned his
shoes upside down but still had to wear his spare volleyball kit, as the old
one was damp from last night. Kageyama and Hinata practiced alone with a
volleyball on the grass outside the gymnasium. Hinata looked cold and his
cheeks were red, but not once did he complain or express unhappiness.
At one point, the volleyball rolled onto the path where one of the Kakugawa
players looked at it. He didn't toss it back.
'Helping others costs nothing, asshole!' Hinata yelled before he could stop
himself, and the player turned around, fixing Hinata with a dark glare which
made him recoil, shrinking behind Kageyama's back then pointing a finger at
Kageyama, squeaking: 'he said it!'
Kageyama gave the Kakugawa teenager a hard stare, which he returned with a
scornful look-the Kakugawa player was the one who turned away first when he
realised Kageyama obviously wasn't intimidated. The ground practically shook as
he stomped off.
'Was he one of the players who threw you in the lake?' Kageyama demanded.
'I-I don't remember...' Hinata admitted. 'It was dark, so I couldn't see. A
huge one grabbed me and slung me over his shoulder...'
'Was it Yuudai?' Kageyama asked, remembering the large player whom Hinata had
said he could 'climb-' Yuudai was a silent, foreboding mountain of a first year
who seemed to be the captain of Kakugawa's volleyball team. Hinata shook his
head.
'It wasn't him. Yuudai is huge and blocky, but these were all tall. And slim.
Oh, and they had bad breath... like, T-Rex bad!'
And you wonder why they hate you, Kageyama thought, but he knew that Hinata
hadn't intended to offend them at first-the only reason Hinata was so outward
now was because they'd thrown him in an icy lake in the middle of the night and
given him a cold... so, the insults were understandable.
They met up with the rest of the team in the Kakugawa lunch hall, who told
Kageyama that coach Ukai had spent the morning in an argument with Kakugawa's
volleyball coach. According to them, when Ukai had explained what had happened
to Hinata and demanded to know the reasons behind the Kakugawa team's
behaviour, Kakugawa's coach had replied that they couldn't prove
the Kakugawa players were the ones who threw Hinata in that lake-for all he
knew, Hinata could have been out there swimming willingly. Ukai had obviously
found the accusation as unbelievable as Kageyama did, because he'd taken the
issue up with the schools principal during lunch.
'You going to eat your egg rolls?' Hinata asked, when food was served.
'You can have them,' Kageyama replied, noticing how slender and shivery Hinata
was and deciding that the younger boy needed the warm food more. 'Just don't be
sick at volleyball. If you have to play.'
'Mhnsneyeuyou,' Hinata replied as he ate, which could mean either: 'screw you'
or 'thank-you...' with Hinata, it was impossible to tell.
'How are you feeling?' Kageyama asked, as they pulled on their gym socks before
the volleyball match several hours later-Kageyama was still trying to persuade
Hinata not to play the game to no avail.
'I can't word it, Kageyama.'
'Then give me a percentage of how you feel with one hundred being: 'great' and
zero being: 'dead.'
'Thirty six point eight percent!'
'That's... oddly specific,' Kageyama muttered, giving Hinata a sideways frown
as they joined the rest of Karasuno's team in the hall. Tanaka had taken
responsibility over giving the motivational speech and Kageyama heard parts of
it as he came closer:
'...volleyball game will be the result of our sweat, blood and passion! Many
men may die in this hall-'
'Noone is going to die,' Kageyama said in a low growl, as Hinata's eyes had
become wide and fearful-Hinata had a habit of becoming way too sucked into his
teammate's motivational speeches, and had an expression on his face which
suggested that for a moment Tanaka had really convinced him that they were a
band of hardened warriors riding out to battle... as opposed to a group of
Japanese high schoolers competing in the national volleyball league.
'Let's play our best,' Sawamura finished confidently, and Kageyama and Hinata
both nodded in determination. They all layered all of their hands on top of
each others then with an encouraging group cheer ran off, gym shoes skidding as
they formed their positions.
Let's do this, Hinata mouthed to Kageyama, who gave him a nod in return.
Kageyama could see Sawamura discussing their rotation advantages with
Ennoshita, then looked across the net to see the Kakugawa players glaring back
at him with hard expressions, wiping sweat from their brows. There was
competition in the air-it was thick, palpable, and both sides wanted success,
so much that Kageyama could taste his victory (uh, his team's victory, force of
habit) on his tongue.
The match itself was just as rough as the practice one, but several nosebleeds
and three king's tosses later, Karasuno won the game by at least ten points in
each set. Tanaka roared when it was done, throwing himself into the middle of
the court, ripping off his shirt and swinging it over his head before tossing
it onto the sidelines-only then did he proceed to run up to each of Karasuno's
players, grab them in headlocks and mess up their hair before hugging them.
Hinata fisted the air and turned to give Kageyama a grin which said: 'the next
time we have sex, it's going to be so hard,' and Kageyama smiled too, despite
his stony exterior.
'You guys didn't want me to play!' Hinata said. 'B-but even though I had a cold
and I'm smaller than most of that team, I still helped beat them-'
'COME HERE,' Nishinoya yelled, tackling Hinata to the floor in a hug while
other team members started to pile on top of them-the excitement was getting a
little out of control so Ukai separated the group and barked at them to go back
to the changing rooms, shower and put on their normal clothes. After that, they
would thank Kakugawa for their hospitality at the school gates before leaving.
'Shimizu-sensei will be so proud to hear we won...' Nisinoya said-eyes glazed-
as they shoved their volleyball kits into their gym bags. 'M-maybe... she'll
lean down and kiss our cheeks-'
'Ssh.' Tanaka held up a hand. 'Kageyama... do you hear that?'
'Hear what?' Kageyama asked.
'THE SOUND OF OUR VICTORY,' Tanaka yelled, apparently still in celebration
about the match they'd won over half an hour ago. Kageyama looked beside him to
find that Hinata had gone, supposing the smaller boy must have finished
changing.
Stepping outside, Kageyama heard shouts from around the back of the changing
hall.
'Fuck off!'
Hinata had been backed against a drinks machine with four of Kakugawa's players
surrounding him. By the way his hands were balled into fists Kageyama could
tell that he wasn't frightened, although the waver in Hinata's voice meant he
knew he had the disadvantage-all of the teenagers were close to double his
size, both in width and height. Kageyama knew that if they hurt him then Hinata
might be able to throw a few punches, but he'd come out worse in the end. Much
worse.
'We told you not to play, shrimp,' one of them jeered.
'It looks like tossing you in the lake didn't teach you a lesson...'
'Still think we can't crush you?'
One of them drew back a fist and Kageyama didn't know what happened then... all
he saw was white rage-it was if a demon had possessed him. He was moving,
biting his tongue to stop himself from shouting, roaring at the Kakugawa
players to get away from his boyfriend while they still had all their limbs
intact.
'Back... off...' Kageyama said quietly, grabbing the Kakugawa player's arm
before he could hit Hinata. The Kakugawa player laughed.
'Or what, king?'
Kageyama's grip twisted and the Kakugawa player cried out then stumbled and
fell forward, hitting his head on the vending machine. The other three Kakugawa
players glanced up, saw the look in Kageyama's eyes then dashed away. For a
moment, Kageyama thought he'd frightened Hinata before Hinata threw himself
forward, clutching at Kageyama's shirt and shuddering.
'K-Kageyama...' he looked up. 'You're scary when you're mad...'
'Did they hurt you?' Kageyama demanded, and Hinata's back straightened as if he
were addressing an army general.
'N-no! I-I'm fine!'
'That was out of order,' Kageyama managed, coming down from himself now, his
heartbeat slowing. 'They followed you and harassed you. In a group. Because you
looked like an easy target. That... that was wrong.'
'N-no, I'm fine... and hey, w-what do you mean, an 'easy target?!' Is that how
I look to you?! You're such a jerk-'
Kageyama pulled Hinata into a tight hug, squeezing him and closing his eyes,
thinking about all of the things that could have happened if he wasn't there.
Hinata wasn't sure about the: 'I-will-never-let-you-go-again-when-we-get-back-
to-Karasuno-I-will-put-you-in-a-concrete-mould-with-only-your-orange-haired-
head-sticking-out-and-keep-you-safe-forever' insistence that Kageyama hugged
him with, but he melted into Kageyama's arms all the same.
'K-Kageyama,' Hinata stammered, surprised to find that he'd started crying
because he didn't know Kageyama could worry so much. 'I'm okay.' He gave a
reassuring smile. 'Really.'
'Good,' Kageyama replied stiffly, mustering his dignity as he stepped back.
'...Good.'
'Kageyama, um... I hate to ruin the mood, but the person you shoved on the
ground...' Hinata blushed. '...doesn't he look kind of unconscious to you?'
===============================================================================
'You gave another boy a concussion?!'
Ten minutes later and Kageyama and Hinata were inside of the principle of
Kakugawa high school's office with each other, Kakugawa's principle and coach
Ukai. After the teenager Kageyama had shoved away from Hinata hadn't woken up,
he'd been forced to tell someone and an ambulance had taken the Kakugawa player
away. At first, Ukai had been furious but as the meeting went on he seemed to
collect himself.
'He tried to punch Hinata,' Kageyama explained.
'You gave him a concussion,' Ukai pointed out. 'Kageyama, I don't think you
understand how serious this is-he's unconcious.'
'I shoved him away from Hinata,' Kageyama answered. 'I didn't mean for him to
fall and knock his head.'
'You don't sound very sorry.' Ukai had an 'I-need-a-cigarette-ASAP' look about
him. 'Then again... I suppose I couldn't have exactly expected you to stand
back and watch one of your team mates take a beating.'
'They almost drowned me!' Hinata added. 'And I almost died. Twice!' Noone
seemed to pay attention.
'There were four of them on him...' Kageyama found it hard to keep his voice
level. 'They ganged up on Hinata because they lost a match. That's cowardice.'
Even if it hadn't been Hinata, Kageyama couldn't tolerate that kind of weak
behaviour. Maybe he was like a king in that respect but he didn't care-it was
unjust. His fists clenched at his sides.
'Well,' Ukai raked a hand through his hair. 'If the boy had gotten up after you
pushed him then he and his friends probably would have beaten you and Hinata
until you were half dead... though we've got no way of proving that, of course.
Kageyama... regardless of the circumstances, the fact remains that you pushed
another boy and now he's in an ambulance. Your parents will hear about this and
a punishment will be decided at Karasuno.'
Hinata argued loudly at that, but it didn't do any good-Kakugawa's principal
kept threatening to involve the police if Kageyama wasn't punished in some way,
sharply ordering Ukai to immediately remove Karasuno's team from the school as
they were no longer welcome.
'I didn't want to stay here, anyway,' Hinata murmured as they dragged their
feet back to the coach. 'Kageyama, this place sucks-it's cold and wet and
filled with assholes. If those guys who tried to beat us up aren't in jail by
the time we're done with high school, I'll be honestly surprised.'
The rest of the Karasuno team greeted them, looking miserable.
'We all heard what happened...' Ennoshita said, putting a hand on Kageyama's
shoulder whilst Yamaguchi asked Hinata if he was okay. They all picked up their
gym bags to leave, when a figure crossed the rocks and came towards them.
It was Yuudai.
'King,' he said, and Kageyama turned. 'I would talk with you... and your small
orange.'
My 'small orange?' Kageyama thought. It took him a few moments to realise that
Yuudai was talking about Hinata-apparently, Yuudai had never needed to talk
very much and as a result he wasn't completely fluent in the Japanese language.
Kageyama heard his words.
'I am... captain of Kakugawa's team,' Yuudai said, slowly. 'But... do not
permit behaviour such as throwing small orange in lake. Hounding small orange
in groups-did not know. Disappointed. Deepest regrets. Sincerely apologise.'
'You didn't tell your team to do that?' Kageyama was taken aback. 'If that's
correct, then why did Kakugawa's team come after Hinata?!'
Yuudai shrugged.
'Not good... at communicating sometimes,' he said, scrunching up his forehead
as if the words were causing him pain. 'Team... don't listen to me. Sometimes
they are... assholes...'
'They are assholes,' Hinata grinned, holding out his hand. 'But you're okay!'
At Karasuno, a meeting was held which resulted in Kageyama being expelled from
high school for a week. Karasuno's principle was sympathetic to his story and
Hinata's graphic description of how he'd been tossed in the mountain lake, but
he explained to Kageyama regretfully that if he wasn't punished, then the boy's
family would be likely to cause a stir. The boy himself was fine, of course;
he'd fallen unconscious after Kageyama had pushed him away, yet woken up
disoriented but entirely healthy. Ukai had visited the teenager himself to
apologise for Karasuno.
'Sorry you got suspended because of me,' Hinata told Kageyama, as they left
school that evening.
'It's done,' Kageyama replied. 'Forget it.'
'B-but I should have been suspended instead of you...' Hinata murmured. 'It was
my fault...'
'Don't say that,' Kageyama ordered sharply, as although it was technically
true, it wasn't as if Hinata had asked to be thrown in a lake and almost
punched. 'I wanted to say... I feel bad about lashing out in front of you when
I shoved that Kakugawa player. I lost my temper. You shouldn't have seen it.'
'Why are you apologising to me about that?' Hinata demanded. 'Kageyama, are you
sorry you saved me?! Is that what you're trying to say?!'
'You know it's not.' Kageyama frowned, following Hinata back to his house.
It had been less than two days they'd spent at Kakugawa, but Kageyama didn't
know what he had more of-blisters, or psychological scars... the experience had
given him more than his share of both. He removed his shoes politely as he
entered Hinata's house.
'Are your family here?' he asked.
'They're visiting my grandmother,' Hinata replied, taking off his yellow scarf
and black zip up. Kageyama paused.
'Is... this okay?'
'Of course. My family love me having friends over!' Hinata chirped, grinning,
and Kageyama thought: but we're not just friends, as he followed Hinata up the
stairs into his bedroom. The room had a poster of the small giant on the wall,
and it's contents were surprisingly orderly.
'So... I've been thinking...' Hinata twisted his hands as he sat on the bed
with Kageyama next to him. 'I want to give you a blow job.'
For a moment, Kageyama stared, unsure what to say, other than:
'Why?'
'I just... want to,' Hinata broke away. 'Kageyama, do you want it or not?!'
The idea sounded good, Kageyama admitted and suddenly his mind surfaced images
of Hinata's soft lips wrapping around him, sliding up and down as Hinata's big,
brown eyes peered at him innocently, his precum sticky on Hinata's lips as
Hinata's small, pink tongue circled the head of his arousal. The nerves in his
innermost thigh twitched. Still, Kageyama frowned.
'What made you suggest it?'
'I-it's not a recent thought, or anything...' Hinata said, looking embarrassed.
'B-but I... I've been thinking that it can't be that hard to do, a-and then
when you saved me I decided that I wanted to do something for you, too...' he
stared making gestures with his hands. 'I mean, I've never done it before, but
all I have to do is suck on it until it gets hard enough for you to put it
inside of me and I figured you'll do the rest... if you want to...'
Hinata was cute and Kageyama wanted him, yet he didn't know if it was too early
for that in their relationship... they'd had sex before and kissed a lot, but
letting Hinata take him into his mouth seemed to be different, somehow-it was
something they hadn't done before, so it seemed like a higher boundary.
Kageyama was considering how to reply when Hinata reached out and touched his
hand.
He kissed Hinata on the cheek-softly, without thinking-and in response Hinata
plunged his tongue into Kageyama's mouth, sliding it around in delicious
strokes. Enthusiastically, Hinata's tongue twirled against his own and he felt
one of Hinata's hands rub his dick through the fabric of his pants, around in
slow circles.
'Is... is that okay?'
Hinata stared at him eagerly, but shyly, too. Kageyama nodded.
'G-good...' Hinata replied, lowering himself down to the floor and crouching
between Kageyama's legs. He undid the zip on Kageyama's pants and helped the
taller boy to slide them away; Kageyama's throat was dry as he watched.
'I... Hinata-'
The words died on his tongue and Kageyama shuddered instead of speaking as
Hinata licked at his balls, pressing his mouth against them at first to feel
the texture before taking one into his mouth and sucking it, to cover it in hot
saliva. Kageyama groaned-the sound low and throaty-as Hinata licked around his
shaft, his rough tongue sliding along the length in slick movements.
'This is easy!' Hinata beamed. Kageyama just groaned again, feeling a flare in
his groin as Hinata took him completely into his mouth.
Hinata's tongue stroked the underside of Kageyama's dick as his palms spread
Kageyama's hips, keeping them from twitching. Hinata was obviously anxious but
had no problem taking control, coughing when he went down on the arousal
completely and the head of Kageyama's cock hit the back of his throat.
Kageyama's eyes slid shut and he concentrated on fisting the bedsheets instead
of Hinata's hair, but it was difficult when he couldn't think with clarity. All
he knew was that Hinata's tongue was flicking at the head of his cock, that his
dick was covered in his precum and Hinata's saliva, that Hinata was lapping at
his shaft-the feelings were overwhelming.
Suddenly, he grabbed Hinata and pulled the other boy ontop of himself, dragging
them both back onto the bed as he met Hinata with more kisses, running both his
hands through the smaller boys' orange hair and along the crevices in his back.
Hinata sat directly on top of his crotch as they kissed-the friction unbearable
when Hinata rutted into him-and Kageyama managed to pull away Hinata's clothes,
stroking his cock a few times and hearing Hinata moan in response. Hinata
pulled himself away, naked on all fours, waiting.
'Kageyama...' he whispered, arching into the bed. 'Y-you have to fuck me, so
that every time I sleep here... I'll remember...'
Kageyama could see Hinata's back rising and falling in front of him, the
smaller boy's shoulders lifting then dropping with each of his breaths.
Hinata's skin had a pink flush to it, his whole body so slender and soft that
Kageyama wanted to kiss every inch of him, Hinata's full lips looking edible,
his pink nipples succulent, erect and perky. Kageyama's dick slid against the
curve of Hinata's ass and he heard Hinata give a little moan, back arching into
their grinds.
Not yet.
A finger went into Kageyama's mouth and he slicked it with saliva, pressing it
against the ring of Hinata's muscles. It circled around Hinata's entrance, then
slid in with a forceful push; Hinata gasped at the stimulation-even hissed-but
didn't ask Kageyama to stop, moaning as he dug his nose into his pillow.
Kageyama added a second finger and scissored them.
'Feels... good...' Hinata writhed. 'Kageyama, I r-really like it...'
Both digits were lubed with as much saliva as Kageyama could cover them in but
there was still a degree of friction, still an intense burn which caused Hinata
to writhe. Anxiously, Kageyama removed the fingers and gripped Hinata's lower
stomach, blowing cool breaths over the nape of his neck. He snaked a hand down
to feel that the slit of Hinata's erection was leaking.
'Calm down,' he murmured, but instead of the snarky reply he expected, or 'you
calm down, asshole!' what he got instead was:
'I need you.'
When Kageyama entered him, the combination of heat and pressure made Hinata cry
out, and for a moment Kageyama feared he'd hurt the smaller boy until one of
Hinata's hands slid backwards to grip Kageyama's thigh, begging in whispers for
him to keep going, that he needed to feel him more. Kageyama growled in
frustration and need as he kept to a slow, sluggish rhythm of pushing his dick
in and pulling out, feeling the warm walls of Hinata's muscles clench around
him. Hinata's palms ran down his arms, eventually stopping to grip Kageyama's
forearms as sweat pooled beneath them into the bedsheets. Hinata's dick felt
hot in Kageyama's palm- the arousal curved slightly into his fingers-and when
he squeezed Hinata's erection, moans fell from the other boy's lips. Kageyama
kept working Hinata with his hand as his oen thrusts because rougher, the
movements causing him to breathe out in heavy, pleasured pants, unable to
control it anymore.
Unbelievable pleasure enveloped him and Kageyama was completely absorbed in the
sounds that Hinata made, the way that Hinata's chocolate eyes stared into him
through heavy lids, then Kageyama felt Hinata shudder as the smaller boy's
muscles spasmed and he orgasmed. Then, Kageyama's dick was thrumming into him
in stabs containing more power than Kageyama had known he had, applying more
weight and pressure now that he was confident that Hinata could take it, now
that he knew Hinata needed it.
The world dissolved into orgasmic pleasure. Then they were laying side by side.
'That. Was. Amazing,' Hinata breathed, eyes sparkling in awe when they were
done. With a stab of guilt, Kageyama realised he probably should have pulled
out before orgasming but Hinata had felt so good that the thought hadn't
occurred to him at the time; he made a mental note to do that next time.
They lay together on Hinata's bed, staring at the ceiling.
'Y-you know...' Hinata mumbled. 'Kageyama... you're not so scary when I get to
know you.'
Kageyama glowered, then realised Hinata was complimenting him. He tried to do
the same.
'And... I suppose... Hinata, you're not so annoying and frustrating when I get
to know you.'
'I'm not?'
'I said you're not as annoying or frustrating,' Kageyama stressed, seriously.
'But you're still pretty annoying and frustrating.'
Hinata puffed his cheeks blowfish-style and huddled into the bedcovers.
'...dickasaurus rex.'
'What was that?' Kageyama growled.
'Nothing!' Hinata replied quickly. 'I said I LOVE YOU! Kageyama, don't start
arguments!'
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