Full Summary: My name is Shoyo Hinata and I am The Little Crow. But don't tell anyone. Besides you, myself, and my best friend Kenma, no one knows. But I guess I should explain who the Little Crow is. The Little Crow is my YouTube channel where I post covers of songs and my own original songs. At first it was just something I did for stress relief, but as I posted more videos my views and subscribers went up and suddenly my videos started going viral. So why does no one know it's me? Because my videos are usually a blank screen or some kind of lyrical video. I never post a video of myself singing, mainly because I have deadly stage fright even behind a camera. I can't help but think of all the millions… of people… that might be on the other side. Anyyyways… The point is I didn't think my secret identity would last long, but I also didn't think I would out myself. On purpose. For a boy. What was I thinking? Hell I don't know. But this is the story of how I met this asshole named Kageyama.
Pairings: Kageyama x Hinata, Yamaguchi x Tsukishima, Kenma x Kuroo, Diachi x Suga,
A/N: Rated M for language, violence, and sexual themes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu!
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After six hours on his feet, Hinata was finally free. Hinata had spent the first part of his day at work, which was at Ukai's Lounge where he bartended. Hinata enjoyed work, his boss, Ukai, is really cool; he looks like a gangster with his piercings and 'I don't give a fuck' sort of demeanor, but he's actually a chill guy. Ukai's the grandson of the original owner who started the lounge almost 60 years ago. The only tough part was Ukai lost all of his credibility when his grandfather retired recently. Since then business had slowed and he had a hard time finding people to perform.
Hinata sighed before digging his phone out of his locker. Three new messages.
One was from Kenma.
Check you channel. Was all he said.
Alrighty…
Two from Yamaguchi.
Shoyo! Let's get drinks when you get off!
I've decided you don't have a choice. I'll pick you up from work.
Hinata sighed. He needed to get Yamaguchi laid otherwise they'll both need new livers with how much Yamaguchi drug him to bars and parties.
Not a second later, Hinata heard the door to the breakroom open. Hinata turned to see Yachi with a duffle bag in hand.
"Your, uh, friend is here and he gave this to me to give you."
"Oh. Thank you, Yachi."
"No Problem." She said with a smile.
"Do you mind watching the door for me? I'm just gonna change here really quick."
"Sure. I'll be right outside."
As soon as Yachi closed the door, Hinata started to change. Yamaguchi had picked out a bright orange v-neck that matched his hair with my black sweater cardigan and jeans. After Hinata was done, he quickly shoved his work clothes into the duffle bag and threw it over his shoulder before heading out the door, but Hinata was greeted by some unwanted company.
Yachi was backed up in a corner looking scared out of her mind by this chick named Yuki and two of her friends. Yuki was one of the main performers here. She thought because she could sing, she owned the place, which made Hinata immediate despise her.
"Oh honey, you're still here? I surprised they keep you around with a face like that." Yuki said with a snide look on her face.
"You should leave before you scare all the customers away." One of her backup singers added.
Yachi looked away, tears forming in the corners of her eyes and her body shaking.
"HEY!" Hinata yelled as he came rushing towards them. "Leave her alone!"
"Oh dear. The talentless grade school kid thinks he's scary." Yuki bent down so they were eye level. "Hurry home, it's getting dark. You don't want to stay out past your curfew."
The girls behind her giggled. Hinata tilted his head, his eyes wide with confidence.
"You do that a lot don't you?"
"Do what?" She snapped.
"Bend over."
Yuki visibly tensed before straightening, her face boiling with anger. "You asshole. You have no idea who I am."
"No I have a very good idea. You're just a washed up singer, who thinks she can walk all over people because you think you have talent. But there's so much more to singing than that."
Yuki glared at Hinata, not saying anything for a moment until she finally turned her head and yelled, "UKAI!"
Hinata saw Ukai behind the bar. He set down the glass he was cleaning and sighed before jogging over to where they were standing.
"What's going on?"
"Hinata's been sexually harassing me."
"What?! Are you fucking kidding me?" Hinata yelled. "She was just harassing Yachi!"
"Prove it." She snapped back. Ukai sighed. "Ukai, I refuse to perform if this pervert is still here!"
"What the hell? I'm not even-"
"Hinata, Can I speak with you in private?" Ukai said tensely. "Yachi, you can leave early if you'd like."
Yachi nodded quickly and ran into the breakroom. I glared at Yuki one last time before following Ukai.
Once they were a safe distance away from Yuki and her friends, Ukai sighed heavily. He looked like he had aged 5 years in those short few minutes.
"Ukai, you gotta believe me. I didn't-"
"I know. She pulls bullshit like this all the time." Ukai said with his teeth clenched.
"Why do you keep her here?"
"I have no other choice. I've been asking around for months, but we're not like some of these big name clubs. No one will take my business seriously." Ukai said massaging his temples.
I felt really bad for causing more trouble for him. He's already been stressed out over keeping the lounge in business and here I was causing more stress.
"Ukai, don't worry about it. I understand."
Ukai looked up, his eyes shining, "Really?"
"Yea, don't worry about it."
"I'm really sorry it came to this."
I laughed awkwardly, "It's okay. Just promise you'll give me a good reference for my next job."
"You have my word."
….
"I don't believe you lost your job." Yamaguchi said right after Hinata finished explaining why he was so late meeting Yamaguchi.
They were sitting at a table in the Datekou Bar, enjoying some well-deserved drinks. It was Friday night so it was fairly busy, waiters and waitresses buzzed around serving customers in the dimmed, modern setting of the bar. Games and races played softly in the background on various TVs, none of them were volleyball, so it doesn't interest them. Kenma sat next to Yamaguchi, nose deep in his phone. Apparently, he was talking to this guy named Kuroo, who he had run into just a few weeks earlier.
"I know. That bitch gets away with everything." Hinata said bitterly taking a large swig of my beer. "But I don't regret any of it. Yachi didn't deserve to be treated like that."
"Definitely, you did the right thing." Yamaguchi added with a smile. Hinata smiled back at him.
"Ya know? I'm going to miss working there though. I thought, maybe one day, I'd work up the courage to sing on stage too. If I wasn't such a scaredy cat, I could have helped Ukai out. Maybe helped out the business more so he wasn't stressed out." He confessed.
"You should really try getting serious about your singing career."
"I don't know…" Hinata said biting the inside of his cheek nervously.
"Seriously," he said pointing his beer at me. "You're a really good singer. Like really fucking good. Tell him, Kenma."
"Shoyo, you should go for it."
"I'll try, but I gotta work on the whole stage fright thing, otherwise it'll all be for nothing if I pass out in the middle of recording."
"Or if you just freeze up like you normally do." Kenma added oh so helpfully.
"Not helping!"
Yamaguchi laughed, "It's okay, we'll help you overcome your stage fright."
"Thanks, you guys are the best."
Not long after that, two guys approached our table. They were both tall, one was skinny with blond hair and black framed glasses. The other looked like he had just gotten out of bed with black, messy hair.
"Kuroo." Kenma said his cheeks heating.
Hinata and Yamaguchi tilted my head in confusion.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to crash your party, but I missed my little kitten."
His kitten? They looked at Kenma who was completely beet red now. Was he talking about Kenma?
"It's okay…" Kenma mumbled, most likely embarrassed.
"Do you mind if we join you? By the way this is my friend, Kei Tsukishima, we work together at the studio" Kuroo said as he pulled a chair up next to Kenma. His friend, Tsukishima took the spare seat next to me.
Kenma immediately went into deep conversation with Kuroo, while Yamaguchi stared at Kuroo's friend, but once he finally realized he was staring, he turned away, his cheeks red.
Out of the corner of my eye, Hinata saw a smirk appear on Tsukishima's face as he stared back at Yamaguchi.
"So?" Tsukishima asked.
"My name's Tadashi Yamaguchi and that's my friend Hinata sitting right next to you."
"Oh, I didn't even see him there." Tsukishima said with a slight flirty tone.
Hinata huffed at his insult, but he was better than that and didn't respond. Instead, Hinata sipped his beer hoping it was a magic potion that would make a hot guy appear for him. Yamaguchi giggled.
"It's nice to meet you, Yamaguchi." He added.
It had been a very long half an hour before Hinata decided his beer hadn't worked and his hot guy wasn't showing up. He stood up only intending on getting another drink, but when no one would give him the time of day, he decided it was time to make his way home. He only felt like a nuisance being here.
Hinata moped all the way back to his empty apartment, the slight chill in the air biting at his cheeks as he walked the few miles home.
….
The next morning, Hinata woke up to a loud banging that sounded like someone was at his door. Hinata opened his eyes to be blinded by the delicate rays of light shining through bedroom window; his head started to throb. Hinata closed his eyes hoping the pain would go away. The pain slowly faded as his body and mind relaxed, blocking out the light, but someone had other plans.
The loud banging continued. Hinata groaned not wanting to deal with one of the only two options he had of people that might be at his door. After hearing the loud banging a third time, Hinata decided he couldn't continue to ignore it. Hinata got up only to realize he was naked. Hinata sighed.
Reminder to self not to let myself get drunk in public since I seem to lose layers of clothing as I become more drunk. Hinata thought.
Hinata quickly grabbed a pair of spare gym shorts and slide them on before grabbing his phone that somehow made it to his night stand in one piece.
"Well hopefully I didn't text anything embarrassing to my non-existent ex-boyfriends."
But Hinata did, however, have quite a few text messages. Dozens from Yamaguchi and Kenma.
From Kenma:
You okay?
I hope you got home okay. Text me.
From Yamaguchi:
I'm really sorry about last night. Did you get home okay?
Hinata?
I'm coming by your apartment if you don't answer me.
I'm headed over.
"Hinata?" A familiar voice said.
Hinata turned to see Yamaguchi right outside his room.
That was fast. Good thing he put pants on.
"Oh thank god. You're alright. Why didn't you answer my texts? Kenma and I have been worried sick!" Yamaguchi said with a sigh of relief.
"Jeez, Mom." Hinata grumbled.
"I'm serious. Why didn't you tell us you were leaving?"
"I did." Hinata said in a deadpan voice.
"Oh.." He said suddenly becoming interested in the floor.
"Now if you don't mind. I have a serious hangover.."
Yamaguchi sighed. "I'll make you some of my homemade hangover cure."
"Seriously? You know how to make shit like that?"
"Yea, you know me, I drink all the time, so knowing how to make a damn near instant hangover cure comes in handy."
"Alright…"
Hinata plopped down on the couch, letting his eyes close and body relax in hopes it would temporarily relieve his hangover. Luckily, Yamaguchi came to his rescue not long after with his magical hangover cure. Most people would have looked at it and said no way in hell, but Hinata didn't care at the moment. He grabbed the glass of ugly pink mush and drank it greedily.
"Good, right?"
"Yea, actually."
"As long as you drink it all, you'll be good as new in an hour or so."
"You're the best, Yamaguchi."
"No, not really." He said rubbing the back of his neck. "I feel really bad about last night. I didn't mean to leave you out like that."
"It's alright." Hinata said with his usual bright smile.
"No, let me make it up to you. Kuroo actually owns a recording studio called Nekoma Studios in town, Tsukki-"
"Tsukki?"
"The guy with the glasses, Tsukishima, he works with Kuroo and they'd love to bring you in to record some of your songs as a test run."
"I can't sing in front of a bunch of people…"
"It won't be! Just me and Tsukki. He'll record it so Kuroo and the other producers can listen to it later."
That might work… Maybe Hinata's luck was changing. Maybe he could pursue a really career in music.
"From what Tsukki told me, the studio is incredibly popular. Have you heard of the band Karasuno?"
"I think so…"
"They're a huge up and coming band. Last year they won a Grammy for best rock song."
"Oh yea, I think I've heard some of their songs."
"Kuroo records all of their albums, which have sold over 20 million copies."
Hinata nearly choked on his drink. 20 million? Holy shit.
"When do you think you can go in?"
Hinata about passed out.
"U-u-uh well…I-I don't know… Maybe a week? I-I need to pick a s-song and practice and-"
"No problem. There's no rush." Yamaguchi said reassuringly.
"If you say so."