Pairing: KageHina
Warnings: Angst, mentions of rape, foul language
Have you ever felt like running away? Just suddenly leaving. No note. No warning. Just getting your shit, and leaving?
That was the exact feeling Kageyama Tobio felt as he laid in bed staring at the ceiling. His left arm numb, but he didn't mind. Because when he turned to see the reason why he was met with bright orange hair that smelled oddly of lavender.
The light from outside was streaming in and the bed creaked slightly as he turned to his side. He stared at Hinata Shouyou who had fallen into an uneasy sleep. His free hand reached up gently tracing his features and gliding over the dry tear stained face.
Kageyama hadn't gotten a wink of sleep that night. He was worried that Hinata would wake up from another nightmare. A nightmare that yet again, he would need to console him. But it seemed constant, like a monster that waited for the perfect opportunity to pounce. It just happened to be when Hinata slept.
It wasn't always like this, though.
Kageyama remembers when it began, the nightmares that haunted his ball of sunshine.
It was about two years ago now when two very life changing things happened in one night. Hinata and Kageyama were walking their usual routes home, but something was off-putting with Hinata. "What's wrong dumbass?" Kageyama asked between a yawn.
"I don't know," Hinata muttered as he furrowed his eyebrows. He noticed Hinata grip his shoulder bag tighter. "I just have this super bad feeling."
"It's just nerves," Kageyama muttered. "You're nervous about the game tomorrow like you always are." Afterall, it was their first game of the season as second years.
Hinata shook his head, "Yeah, maybe you're right." He tried to play it off, but Kageyama knew better. As they came to the point where they part ways he sighed out.
"Let me walk you home," he muttered.
Hinata furrowed his eyebrows again. "You need to get home, we have a game tomorrow."
"Don't you think I know that?" Kageyama retorted before he rolled his eyes slightly. "If it makes you feel better, I'll go with you."
Hinata eyes widened slightly before he nodded. Kageyama swore Hinata Shouyou was the cutest human being on the damn planet. Without hesitation, Hinata wrapped his arm around Kageyama's as they made their way over to his house. Sure, it was farther than normal, but Kageyama didn't mind. He enjoyed spending the time he had with Hinata.
As they continued their walk in the dark only guided by street lamps, side by side, Hinata pursed his lips. "Hey, Kageyama," he murmured catching the setters attention. "Do you like anyone?"
Kageyama raised an eyebrow at the question. "Why does it matter?"
Hinata whined and pushed him slightly with his elbow, "I'm not going to tell anyone."
Kageyama stared at him before he paused in his tracks. It made Hinata pause as well, "Yeah. I do like someone."
Hinata blinked a few times before a smile crossed his face. "W-who?" he asked excitedly.
Kageyama was silent before he took a deep breath. "Their name is…volleyball."
Hinata was still for a second before a deflated noise came from his mouth. "That's not funny Kageyama!" But the taller boy snickered as he continued walking. Hinata gripped his sleeve and tugged at it repeating the same question several times.
"You should know already," Kageyama replied nonchalantly.
Hinata hummed a bit as if trying to think. "Is it Yachi?" he asked.
Kageyama frowned, since when he ever show interest in her? "No."
There was another silence as they walked, "Yamaguchi?"
Again, when has he ever shown interest in him? "No."
"Tsukkishima?"
He nearly tripped hearing that and scowled at Hinata. "When have I ever liked him?" he said as if offended by the mere thought of it.
Hinata shrugged, "I'm just guessing names. You don't really hang out with anyone but me."
Kageyama thought Hinata was cute. The cutest thing in the whole world.
But he also thought he was as dense as a brick.
"Does that not tell you anything?" Kageyama muttered glancing away from the other.
There was another long stretch of silence between them before Hinata now stopped in his tracks. Kageyama stopped as well just a few steps ahead of him, but he didn't turn around.
"You're serious?" Hinata asked quietly. Kageyama only threw him a glance before he looked back down at the dirt.
Kageyama had no idea what to expect, but he didn't expect to be nearly toppled over. He stepped back as to not lose his footing, Hinata burying his face in his chest. He was muttering something that Kageyama could not understand for shit, but his face was red as could be. "Hinata what are you doing?"
Hinata pulled away, the usual wide smile on his face. But he did notice the bright red cheeks, even by the faint glow of the lamp light. "I like you too, Kageyama."
It was simple as that. Hinata said it like he had said it a thousand times before.
Kageyama pushed his face back, he stared at the ground, clearly embarrassed. Hinata giggled and damn did it send more chills up his arms than usual. "W-whatever, let's get you home," he muttered.
Neither of them realized just how close they were when Kageyama noticed something odd. The lights in the house were off, which was extremely odd. No matter the day if Kageyama ever walked with Hinata back home the lights would be on. Hinata must have noticed too when he made a soft squawking sound.
As they reached closer Kageyama noticed the front door ajar, and a horrible feeling set in his stomach. Hinata dropped his bag and was about to take off into the house when Kageyama pulled him back. "The hell do you think you're doing?" he hissed.
"Somethings wrong Kageyama! I know it!" Hinata said quickly and tried to tug his arm away.
"Then don't just rush in there by yourself!" Kageyama snapped and he dropped his bag as well. He held Hinata's wrist firmly as they walked toward the house.
It was dark, and there was no noise coming from inside. Kageyama hesitated, thinking he should have brought a weapon or something. What if someone was in there? Waiting for Hinata?
The mere thought of something happening to Hinata terrified him.
However, Hinata walked a little ahead turning on the light near the door. The hallway lit up and they both paused looking around. It didn't seem like anything out ordinary. Shoes were neatly lined up by the door and the ticking of the clock in the hallway could he heard. It was as if they had all just gone to bed.
Kageyama watch as Hinata slowly walked forward and toward the kitchen, neither of them bothering to take their shoes off. The hallway light was enough to light up the kitchen a little, and Kageyama noticed something on the floor.
Hinata reached for the light. And the next second all Kageyama could hear was shrieks of fear and agony.
There on the floor laid Mrs. Hinata, facing away from them but a pool of blood surrounded her. Broken dishes and a flipped table littered the kitchen floor. Kageyama knew he had to get Hinata out of there.
"Mom! M-mom!" Hinata shrieked as he ran beside her. She laid motionless as her blood easily stained Hinata's uniform. Kegayama didn't spare any time as he grabbed a knife from the kitchen counter and quickly pulled his phone out.
His hand were shaking, nearly too much for him not to call the police. He kept hearing the desperate pleas from Hinata for his mother to wake up. And Kageyama couldn't take it.
"Hello? Hello?!" He nearly shouted into the phone when the operator picked up.
"Hello, what's your emergency?" came the calm and collected voice on the other line.
The exact opposite of what Kageyama felt at the moment. Before he could answer he could see Hinata take off out of the kitchen. "Hinata! Hinata come back!" He shouted and followed him down the hall.
"Is everything okay?" came the question.
No. Nothing was okay. "N-no…no there's been a break in!" He saw Hinata freeze, and there on the floor laid his father. Bathed in his own blood, there seemed to be signs of a struggle since blood splattered in several places and his clothes was partially torn.
"Sir, what is the address of the building?" Came the voice again.
Kageyama tried to recall the address of the home, but all he could hear was the pained cries that ripped from Hinata's throat. "S-send help! Please just-" he chocked on his own words when he realized something. Where was Natsu?
Hinata seemed to realize the same thing as he took off down the hall again, this time stopping in front of a door that Kageyama knew led into Natsu's room.
He was just a few steps away when Hinata slammed open the door, calling for his little sister. He saw the light flick on. He wasn't sure what to expect when he turned the corner watching Hinata run in.
But he wasn't expecting what he saw.
The phone fell from his hand, he felt sick to his stomach. The scene before him was something he knew he'll never forget.
There on Natsu's bed she laid. Naked. Her body clearly sprawled out, the covers that belonged to well-loved children's anime scattered onto the floor. Her stuffed animal that Kageyama got her when they went to the fair was still tangled in her fingers. Her eyes laid open, but her body was unmoving. Her face bruised, and the beautiful once unblemished skin had deep cuts and marks that were unmistakably hickeys that decorated her body.
Kageyama glanced at Hinata who stood at the side of the bed. His eyes wide. He looked lost. And Kageyama wondered if this was dream turned nightmare. This couldn't have been real. None of this was real.
Pictures and memories flooded his mind, making his legs feel weak as if he just ran a 100-mile marathon.
Memories of first meeting Mrs. Hinata, her loving smile and welcoming personality made Kageyama feel right at home. The way she smiled when Hinata recalled their practices or the way she always made sure Kageyama ate, even sending Hinata with bento boxes just for him.
Then Mr. Hinata, he was the most honest man Kageyama has ever met. He loved watching their games and always encouraged them to do their best. Even welcoming Kageyama into their home and treating him as if he were his son.
Tears spilled over his cheeks, he could feel his nose burning and it felt like someone was squeezing his heart.
The memories of Natsu, calling him 'big brother'. Always wanting to practice with the both of them, even if Hinata got annoyed. Then the one time the three of them went to the fair. He couldn't tell who was more excited between Shouyou or Natsu. They rode every ride she could get on, and it seemed they tried every single food that the fair had to offer. But, the best memory, was when she really wanted a stuffed crow.
It was small, nothing oto grand, but Natsu insisted on getting it. All she had to do was throw small bean bags and knock down a few bottles. At first, it was amusing watching Natsu use all her strength to knock down at least one bottle. They would only tip, but never fall.
After her third try, Kageyama scowled. He watched the man at the booth shrug saying she had to pay for another three bean bags. Even Hinata began to get irritated, not at Natsu of course, but the bottles. Kageyama then paid, the man glanced up at him and forced a smile. He handed three small beanbags to him, all different colors. He picked one up holding it in his hand as if to weigh it, then he glanced back at the bottles.
He threw it high up into the air, and when it came down just at the right time he smacked it with his hand as if it were a volleyball. The bean bag hurled toward the bottles and hit the very bottom one of the large tower. It tipped back underneath the other bottles but didn't fall. The man looked unimpressed by it, but Kageyama wasn't going to stop. He picked up the second one, once again weighing it in his hands. The bean bags were light, far too light to really knock over the bottles. So he picked up his last one as well, weighing them both in his palm. He once again tossed the bean bags in the air, and when they came down he hit them.
The bean bags once again hurled toward the bottles hitting the exact one he had hit previously. This time knocking it over, and all the bottles toppled over in response. The man looked surprised, almost astonished. But Kageyama was able to get the small crow for Natsu.
Once again he couldn't tell who was more excited about it all.
But, now, the crow laid just underneath her fingers. As if she had been clinging to it previously. Hinata was now holding Natsu in his arms when Kageyama came back to his senses. "H-hinata…" he said but it barely came out as a whisper.
That's when he felt something press against the back of his head. He blinked a few times before a gruff voice spoke, "Walk forward," It commanded.
Kageyama eyes went wide and he did so, Hinata looked over at him. Only to see him go into a panicked frenzy. Kageyama felt himself being pulled back and he hit a man's chest. "Don't move or I shoot!" The man shouted. Kageyama could smell the alcohol and sweat that came from the other man. It made him want to gag, but Hinata slowly untangled himself from Natsu and held his hands up.
"P-please…" he could hear Hinata beg.
"Shut up!" The man barked and pressed what felt like the barrel of the gun to Kageyama's temple. "I swear I'll blow his brains out!"
"N-no please! Please don't!" Hinata was a mess. His eyes red and puffy, his body visibly shaking.
Kageyama couldn't handle the sight of it. He turned his gaze down as the man ordered Hinata against the wall. But Hinata wouldn't move, only begged for Kageyama to be let go. It pissed Kageyama off. "Dumbass just listen to him!" He growled out and his head was now hanging staring at the wooden floor.
"Yea! Listen to your frie-" without warning Kageyama flung his head back. With all the force he had he also pushed back with his legs sending the man into the hallway again. Kageyama could hear the man's nose breaking from the sheer force, and he dropped the gun. Kageyama pulled away from the man, facing him.
Without a moment to spare he hooked him across the face. Then another hook. Then another.
Kageyama was breathing heavily looking at the man whining on the floor. Trying to squirm away. He stepped on his ankle only causing the man to scream out again.
Why? Why? WHY?! That simple three letter word played in his mind over and over.
Why had he done this?
Why would he hurt them?
Why would anyone want to hurt the Hinata family?!
Kageyama found that he had blacked out, only to be brought back by the screams that Shouyou cried out. But Kageyama was shoved against a wall, Hinata now screaming at him and weakly hitting his chest. He blinked a few times gripping his wrists to stop him, making Hinata stop his loud shrieks. Kageyama found his hands were shaking, no, his entire body was. He glanced over to see the man on the floor, unmoving.
Hinata sunk into his chest, sobbing loudly and moments later they heard tires pull up to the house.
The scene played several times in his head as he laid there. His eyes still focused on Hinata as the sun now began to shine into the room. The gentle rays peaking through the crack of the curtains.
It made him want to run away. But not alone. He wanted to run away with Hinata, far away from the place that caused him so much pain. So much frustration.
He remembered it took months for Hinata to return to some sort of normalcy. But even now, he could see how it haunted him. He pulled Hinata closer to him, and Hinata tensed for a few moments before he relaxed. His hands clinging to the old volleyball shirt he wore.
He pressed a soft butterfly kiss to Hinata's forehead and pressed his face into his hair. "Tobio…" he heard and was slightly startled not thinking the other was awake. He pulled away to see Hinata staring at him with his usual wide brown eyes.
"I'm right here," he responded and tangled his fingers in his hair to prove so.
Hinata stared at him, but his eyelids lowered with the small gesture of reassurance. Kageyama felt his hand touch his face gently before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on his lips.