AN: Anx-Ace fans, it's coming, don't kill me, you've already got more words and chapters than any of my other stories! I'm sure they can keep you occupied! Anyways, for those who have no idea what I'm talking about, feel free to check out my other Haikyuu! story. This is, I don't know what this is, actually. It's just a huge musical, basically. -AP
"Go, Kageyamaaaaaa, gooooo!" Oikawa giggled, slapping the younger boy's back. Tobio laughed and punched the boy playfully in the arm, before shaking his head vigorously. "I told you, Tooru, I can't sing. Besides you need to go home. I've never seen you this smashed. IWAIZUMI! IWAAAAAAIIIIIIIZUUUUUUMIIIIII!" The ace was sitting at the bar, ordering another round, and brought the tray over. "Tobio, are you seriously leaving already? You're such a lightweight." They were from opposing teams and different colleges, but knew each other from high school.
This was the only time they weren't being competitive, but none of Kageyama's team knew about his drinking buddies being from Aoba Johsai College. He intended to keep it that way. "I'm not going anywhere. Your boyfriend is completely pissed." Tobio gestured to the older setter, who pouted as Iwaizumi sighed, placing the tray on their table. "So I have to go?! Dammit, Oikawa! Learn to drink!"
"I know how to drunk...I mean drink." The man was stumbling over his words. Iwaizumi shared a short glance with their younger friend, before throwing the man over his shoulder. "I'll take him back to the dorms, they're only five minutes. I'll be back." Oikawa punched weakly at his ace's back, giggling, and struggled drunkenly. Kageyama chuckled to himself, picking up his drink.
"Hey, are you gonna drink that?" He looked up. So this was the boy who'd been cowering at their door in practice. The kid had a bright shock of orange hair, and looked like the type of person who was over the top. He saw the drunken look in the boy's eyes; So he got bashful when he was drunk? Weird. Tobio realized he was quiet for too long. "Uh, are you even old enough to drink?"
The short boy slid into a seat, glaring daggers at the other. "I'm the same year as you." Kageyama laughed, realizing his mistake. Of course this kid was in the same year as him; They were in most of the same classes. "Sorry. You can have it, knock yourself out."
"Thanks." He gripped the drink, and chugged most of it in one go. The setter was surprised such a small boy had such a high alcohol endurance. The ginger grinned widely at him as he put the drink down. "So, volleyball boy, you here alone?" Kageyama had a feeling this small, timid boy was flirting with him, and he decided he deserved some fun. "I'm with my friends. Or friend." He gestured to the door, where Iwaizumi had walked back in, slipping down into his seat.
"Yo, Tobio, who's the kid?" The boy pouted again, glaring at Iwa, who held his hands up in surrender and apology as he answered. Kageyama just shrugged at the ace's questioning look. "I'm Hinata Shoyo! Class 5 History, Advanced Physical Education and Class...1...English." He trailed off at the last bit. Tobio suddenly remembered; They were in the same P.E. Class. Iwazumi shrugged and introduced himself.
"Kageyama, but you can call me Tobio." He whispered the last bit, and the boy shook, blushing. Iwa raised an eyebrow at the setter, who shrugged. He deserved his fair share of fun. Suddenly, a yell came, disrupting the three. "Hinata~! We weren't done talking~!" The ginger boy wrinkled his nose as a large, dark-haired man came up behind them, placing his hands on the boy's shoulders. "You wouldn't run from me!"
Hinata opened his mouth, but he didn't need to say anything; Two men, a large one with a shaved head, and a tiny man with brown hair, a blonde streak at it's front, jumped in front of Shoyo. Kageyama vaguely remembered seeing the bald one in practice that evening. "HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM OUR DECOY?!" They yelled in perfect unison, and the man backed away, disappearing into the crowd. The other two men turned, ruffling the first-year college student's hair.
"These your friends, Shoyo?" The smaller one asked, and the one with the shaved head had a shit-eating grin on his face as he leaned down, whispering gently, but loud enough for the others to hear. "Oh hey! You were at practice! Kagayama, was it?" The setter scoffed and placed an offended look on his face that didn't suggest he was starting a fight, because he knew they'd win. "Kag-E-yama!" He corrected, and the ginger across from him giggled. The smaller man didn't pay attention and grinned. "Are these people more than friends, eh?" It was teasing, and the first-year shoved him.
"Guys, back off!"
"Shoyo, Shoyo, do the song! You can serenade him! Go on! We already signed you up for karaoke so it's useless to protest!" The smaller one yelled, pushing the protesting boy onto the stage. His eyes widened and he tried to protest, but he already had a microphone forced into his hand, and sighed, deciding he might as well have fun with it. He took a deep breath as the music began.
"I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking ,baby, I'm known to go a little too fast." Kageyama's first impression was that the boy's voice was beautiful. It was loud, just the perfect amount of rawness and smoothness, and it made everyone in the bar look up in awe. The setter couldn't help but feel the two men, friends of Hinata's, staring amusedly at the back of his head.
"Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy, but they're the only friends that I have." It almost seemed like the lyrics were purposeful, soothing him, reassuring him that the men weren't judging him, but were always like that. Tobio felt calmed, but he also felt heat rising in his face. He'd never heard this song before, but he could see the brown eyes twinkling mischievously at him.
"I know I don't know you," Shoyo hopped down from the stage as people began clapping to the beat, and came over to the table, swinging his hips like it was rehearsed. "But I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, boy." He sat on their table, trailing his fingers up Kageyama's to his wrist, and then back down. The action felt strangely sensual, and the setter found himself blushing more than he ever had. It had to be the drink...He wasn't seriously thinking about going home with someone he just met?
"That's all I have to say, so baby can we dance?" Tobio wanted to reach out as the ginger boy skipped away, sliding into a sitting position on the end of the stage, holding the microphone like it was a hair brush in his bedroom, not like he was in front of a hundred or so people. Iwaizumi had a look on his face that was a mix between amused and that of a proud wingman. "I can't believe you managed to pull in 5 minutes." The ace mumbled. Kageyama would have told him to shut up if he wasn't so consumed in this beautiful boy's performance.
"Here we go again, one more drink, I'm cavin' in..." Hinata sent a quick glare to his friends, who the others assumed had forced him here. They just snorted quietly, whispering something to each other and then laughing more. "These stupid words keep falling from my mouth." He stood back on the stage, strutting across it casually, as if he'd been there a lot. "You know that I mean well, my hands were meant for somewhere else," Shoyo purposefully raked his eyes up and down the tall man, sitting, as red as a ripe tomato. "Your eyes are doing naughty butterflies."
Tobio's eyes widened, wondering if he was that obvious or if this was part of the song, having never heard it. Suddenly, the two men were on stage; the other two hadn't even seen them move. "Oh, oh." They shoved Hinata forward, and he glared at them, hopping back down from the stage, away from his interfering wingmen. "One more drink and I should go."
"Oh, oh." He stumbled off of the stage and regained his composure, sending another angry death glare to his backing-singers/friends. Then, he turned back to Tobio, with a wide, sunny grin. "But maybe he might like that, though." Shoyo seemed kind of nervous, and rubbed the back of his head, seemingly suddenly feeling all of the eyes that were glued to him. He also seemed to be swaying, and Kageyama noticed that this boy was EXTREMELY drunk, maybe even more so than Oikawa.
"Oh, oh." The friends jumped down, throwing their hands over his shoulders as if to hold him up with casual smiles, like this happened a lot. Maybe it did; Tobio didn't know this boy, so he probably shouldn't feel special. "I just can't think of what to say." He was pushed forward, but this time seemed thankful for his encouraging friends, and grinned back at them. "Should I stay? Should I go? Can't just let him slip away!"
Hinata skipped back over to the flustered man and put his elbows on the other's shoulders."I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking, baby, I'm known to go a little too fast." He was smiling, and suddenly he was gone again. This boy was already a rollercoaster; Up and down and up and down and up once again. Kageyama didn't know what he was feeling anymore, but he did know that Iwa had a shit-eating, knowing grin plastered onto his face as the adorable performer continued. "Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy, but they're the only friends that I have!"
"I know I don't know you, but I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, boy, that's all I have to say so baby can we dance?" He was gone again, his every movement like graceful and gentle, but harsh and emotional at the same time. "I was nearly in, then came the pushy friend." Hinata glared at his two friends sitting on the side of the stage, and they chuckled sheepishly, putting some distance between them and the fiery boy. "Killed the vibe and took my perfect ten away."
"HEY!" They protested as he kicked the bald one off the stage and made way towards the short one, who squeaked and pushed himself off the stage, still looking mischievous. "You know I need you boy, my heart ain't made for someone else, so save me here 'cause I can barely stand." The last part was definitely accurate. This kid was blank-out drunk, but then again, Tobio could feel himself approaching the same. What could possibly go wrong, though? Iwaizumi would make sure he got back safe no matter what anyways.
"Oh, oh." Were they in some kind of club or something? This was strangely rehearsed between the three boys. It was surreal to watch, like the other two had stepped straight into High School Musical or something. It was strange, but it was working. "One more drink and I should go." Hinata giggled a little as he finished the sentence. It wasn't intoxication this time though, this was something else. Iwaizumi couldn't have rolled his eyes harder at the tension between the two.
"Oh, oh." The two still unnamed friends piped up again. Kageyama probably should've remembered their names from practice, but oh well, he'd get them eventually. "But maybe he might like me though." Shoyo rolled his hips ever so slightly as he sung, and the other immediately crossed his legs. Iwaizumi snorted into his hand before taking a swig, and then whispering. "Down, boy, down." He taunted quietly. Tobio kicked him underneath the table. "Oh, oh."
"I can't take this anymore! Should I stay? Should I go? Just gonna lead right to his door!" Was it possible to blush harder? Nope. Definitely not. That had to be some kind of world record, because Iwa could swear the guy was seconds from literally swooning. "I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinkin', baby, I'm known to go a little too fast." The chorus rolled back around and Kageyama already had nothing against dragging this mysterious stranger to his bedroom right then, on the spot.
"Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy, but they're the only friends that I have." This boy's voice was now leading the other's mind to how beautiful the other sounds it makes would sound, and Iwaizumi decided he'd leave as soon as the song was over. He didn't fancy anymore of this pure one-night-stand material. He had a drunk boyfriend to care for, after all. "I know I don't know you but I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, boy. That's all I have to say so baby can we dance?"
He was still prancing around so perfectly it could be considered an art exhibition in itself. Hinata finally made his way back over to the boy he was flirting with, and blatantly sat on his lap, leaning in so his mouth was near the other's ear. "I've been a bad, bad boy, whispering rude things in his ear." Then, he was gone again, skipping back up to the stage. "Please say he'll take, please say he'll change, his mind and take me back to his place!"
Said 'he' didn't need any more taking, though. He was ready from the second he saw the boy to be honest, but had been denying it for sake of his roommate. (A senior with a man bun who seemed to have an overwhelmingly polite and nervous demeanor.) Except, his roommate was in the corner being chatted up by one of Hinata's friends, so it was fine anyway.
Shoyo swung back into the chorus, belting out the last one before trailing off with the music. He panted and held his arms up as applaud filled the room, and then bowed overdramatically before skipping away. He giggled, slipping over to Tobio.
"So, how about-!"
"Yes."
AN: Two months inactive they come back with a songfic-. Sorry! Nah, I'm still in Kagehina hell over here, don't worry about it. Plenty of content for you Haikyuu! Shippers. And some Steven Universe soon too, wink wink. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, I'll be updating this soon.
-AP