Yeah, more KageHina. This is going to be gay, watch out.


"C'mon, Kageyama, just one drink!" Hinata whined, crossing his sweaty arms over his chest in a huffy pout.

"No!" Came a grunt of a reply, followed by the click of a sports bottle cap opening and a gurgle as Kageyama took a satisfied gulp that he didn't really need, he just wanted to make Hinata regret forgetting his bottle, and maybe rub it in his nose a little bit. Just a little.

"Shoyo, you can have some of mine if you need," Nishinoya had been observing them, and he didn't like the malicious gleam in Kageyama's eyes every time the redhead begged. He offered his bottle to the slightly taller boy, who politely declined.

"It's the concept of it, senpai!" He turned back to face the setter with a glare, "I'm trying to teach Kageyama how to share, because apparently he failed kindergarten!" Kageyama's expression soured as he took in the insult, then rapidly curdled as he lunged for Hinata's chest, grasping at his shirt.

"You little-!" His hand swiped at air as the blocker dodged, snickering under his breath at his teammate's bad temper. The taller boy let out a deep sigh, grimacing as Hinata stood again, staring upward expectantly. "You'd probably backwash in it! Or dribble all over the cap!" He protested. Nishinoya rolled his eyes and jogged off towards the other side of the gym, waiting for the captain to signal the resume of practice and leaving his kouhai to their petty disagreement.

"Break is about to end, Kageyama! Last chance to prove you aren't a major grouch that can't even share water!" Hinata tapped his wrist as though he were wearing a watch, smiling innocently upwards.

"Never," the dark-haired boy hissed through his teeth, leaning downwards to loom over the shorter and taking a last triumphant swig. Hinata raised his lip and stumbled backwards, startled by the sudden closeness, but recovered fast enough to snatch the bottle straight from between Kageyama's teeth.

He dashed as fast as he could manage towards the rest of the team gathered across the gym, doing his best to drain the bottle before he was caught and punished. He heard heavy, purposed footsteps behind him and his heart nearly skipped a beat when he realized he could practically feel Kageyama's fury wrapping around his neck from four feet behind. His pursuer was gaining distance on his heels rapidly, encouraging him to speed up.

He heard a startled grunt and the stomping steps ceased, but he was too preoccupied to look backwards and inspect. The hand around his ankle caught him completely off guard as he was yanked backwards, limbs flailing as his body fell towards the gymnasium floor. Everything seemed slow as he felt something in his leg shift in a way that was definitely not right and he was on the verge of either crying or screaming by the time his chin had knocked hard against the wood. The rest of the gym was silent, and he felt the hand hurriedly lift from his skin as he sat up, looking backwards to find a very surprised-looking Kageyama, also on the floor and struggling to process the situation in a timely manner. Further back was a horrified Nishinoya with a leg jutted out in a way that made it obvious he was the one who had tripped the setter.

Hinata's ankle literally throbbed. He couldn't quite tell what was wrong with it, but it was nothing if not prominent. His top teeth dug into his trembling lower lip as his gaze darted around, frantically inspecting the unnaturally still scene, he could feel warm tears beginning to roll in fat drops down his cheeks as he attempted to refrain from full-on bawling.

The libero was the first to move to his aid, though from the sound of thunder echoing from the other side of the gym and the numerous sneaker squeaks, the rest of the team wasn't far behind. Nishinoya dove to his knees and dug a hand under the redhead's shivering leg, making him wince in surprise.

"Holy shit, Sho!" he moved his hands close to his ankle and stopped at a quickly-reddening area that the feel of Kageyama's infuriated fingers still lingered in. "Oh, man, you're busted up pretty good." Before Hinata could reply, the older members ushered Nishinoya to the side, the vice captain slapping his hands away and gently resting the blocker's leg in his lap. Hinata groaned subtly as the movement registered in his injury, rubbing at one of his eyes as discreetly as he could with his palm.

"I'm fine, I think..?" He mumbled, not wanting to risk his playing privilege. "Probably just need to walk it off, y'know..."

"Oh, no, you are not going to be walking this one off," Sugawara scolded, gently pressing his cool fingers into the sore area. He turned to Nishinoya again. "Get him some ice if you want to help!" The short boy scrambled to his feet and nodded, running off.

Kageyama had still hardly moved, only sitting up and looking at the people that had gathered, confused. Sawamura grabbed him by the back of his practice t-shirt, coaxing him to his feet in a less than gentle manner. His cheeks were red, from guilt or shame of not understanding the incident quickly enough. He tried to peek over the vice-captain's shoulder, avoiding Hinata's eyes but carefully inspecting his injury.

Not long after, the coach and supervising teacher had made their way over. Nishinoya followed with a bag of ice held in his hand like a trophy. Takeda-sensei kneeled next to Sugawara with a grim look.

"It looks sprained, Hinata. You're going to have to go home early," Hinata's face fell. "You probably can't practice for the next few days, either. This could take a little while to heal."

"No! Please, you can't make me!" He sniffled through his tear-streaked lips. "It isn't that bad-" he tried to prove his point by pushing off from his senpai's lap to stand, but only fell back down, caught before the floor by Azumane hovering behind him.

"Look at that, Kageyama," Sawamura laughed coldly, "He's sprained it! Gee, wonder how that happened!" He smacked the back of the setter's head and turned his attention back to Hinata. Kageyama squeaked indignantly and rubbed the potential bruise.

"Should we call your mother, Hinata?" Sugawara asked, stroking his thumb softly over his kouhai's leg to comfort him slightly.

"Actually, that might be a problem..." Hinata knitted his brows. "She went to visit her sister for a few days. She won't be back until Tuesday. I've got the house to myself until then."

"Perfect!" The captain exclaimed from behind them, grabbing onto Kageyama's arm and dragging him closer to the middle of the scene. "Really. This is perfect. You-" he turned to the setter, "Are going to take very good care of Hinata while his mother is out, and you are both suspended from the team until his ankle is completely healed."

"What! That's not fair!" Kageyama whined, practically falling to his knees. "I didn't mean to hurt him! I swear!"

"Don't make Kageyama my nurse, I'll die!" Hinata protested, squirming as Sugawara held him still.

"You think I can't take care of you, little shit!" Kageyama quickly turned his attention to the boy sitting on the floor, "I'll take care of you so hard-!"

"Enough! Both of you!" Sawamura growled, grabbing Kageyama by his ear and silencing the redhead with a glare."Maybe this will teach you a lesson about roughhousing at practice!"

"He's the one that took my bottle," Kageyama grunted.

"Get over it, Kageyama! That's thing about your oddball duo, it needs two to work! If we can't use one, we might as well not have either!" The captain shoved the setter hard enough that he stumbled in his footing and kneeled down to Hinata. The blocker winced in anticipation of a scolding.

"You need to stop provoking him, and you know it. Let's go," He wriggled his arms under the boy's knees and back, lifting him from the gym floor and dropping the ice pack that Nishinoya had placed on his leg. "Kageyama! Put your arms out!" He obeyed quickly, and Sawamura gently laid Hinata into them, being careful not to disturb his ankle.

"I don't want to be carried like this," Hinata huffed under his breath. Kageyama loosened his grip threateningly, and the redhead clung to his coat incensedly.

"All you're missing is a dress!" Tsukishima snickered from a few feet off. Kageyama scowled and hunched his shoulders, shuffling towards the gym door with Hinata in his hands. Both of their faces were red, from anger and the awkward punishment that Sawamura was enforcing.

"Help him change, Kageyama!" Sugawara called as he stood with the dripping ice bag in hand, "Nishinoya, go put this back, it's leaky!" he said to the side as he tossed it gently at the libero, who gave an exasperated sigh. Tsukishima burst into a fit of laughs, not even bothering to conceal them anymore.

"Have fun on your honeymoon, King!" he practically screamed at them as Kageyama shoved the door open to the changing rooms. Hinata screeched loudly when his leg was hit against the doorframe.

"Whoops," the setter shrugged sarcastically.


rEVIEW please. I should really get a beta reader.