Hullo, Knightshade125 here. Well, here is a sad story for ya. Expect new chapters weekly or so. Don't kill me, please. Disclaimer, I don't own Haikyuu ... please enjoy.
At first, there was nothing but darkness. It had washed over everything like a storm, clouding up any logic within the entire environment. It provided an uncomfortable drowning sensation.
Sound came gradually after that, drilling into the eardrum. A consistent beeping, following each other after a second of delay. A high-pitched ringing over the head. Muffled voices.
It wasn't until Kageyama Tobio tried to open his eyes, he felt pain. Excruciating, teeth-clenching pain that was not unlike a sledgehammer being pounded into his gut. It came in fuzzy waves, like static, that buzzed over his entire body.
His hips felt like they had been crushed, and both knees were rubbed raw, like they were covered in blotchy bruises. Every single muscle in his back felt sore, like they had gone through a paper shredder, and he could feel his palms beginning to sweat, trembling with shock. He winced in pain, and attempted to shift his weight onto another area, only to flinch as white-hot static bolted around the back of his head.
What happened…? Kageyama tried to think back, but his memory remained fuzzy.
He blinked a few times, generally confused of what he was seeing. Everything was dark and blurry, with a sliver of colour on the far corner of his sight. His head was swimming, and he closed his eyes, trying to clear his head.
Did something happen? What's going on? Kageyama gingerly rubbed his ear in a vain attempt to blot out the ringing in the room.
"Tobio-kun." A high-pitched voice pierced through the subtle noise, and he flinched. "Tobio-kun, are you awake?"
Kageyama blinked again, trying to see who it was, but only dark swarming clouds returned to his eyes.
A cold hand pressed against his shoulder, and he felt himself jump.
"Who… who is there? Who is that?" Kageyama's heart was pounding, his fists clenching. He felt stupid, with his voice hesitant, and afraid.
"I'm your nurse, Tobio-kun."
"...nurse?"
There was an awkward silence following his question. Kageyama counted to 10, enough time for a certain orange-haired Baka to run from one side of the court to another.
He felt her fingers tap on the chair.
"Do you… not remember anything?" She asked quietly, like it was a sin to ask such a thing.
Kageyama lifted one shoulder, trying to push off her hand pressed onto his collarbone.
"I… I don't know. I can't seem to recall anything. And... is there something over my eyes?"
He heard her click her tongue, and she pulled her hand away.
"Tobio-kun, let me go tell the doctor you're awake."
"Wait, what? Doctor? What's going on? I don't understand!"
His only response was fading footsteps and the sound of a door closing.
He hadn't realized he had fallen back asleep until the sharp sound of rain pounding on the window prodded him awake. After rubbing his eyes with no effect other than more pain, Kageyama still stared into swimmy darkness. He racked his brain to remember anything at all. School, volleyball practice, walking home… and then gone. Nothing. Like a dead end.
Kageyama came to the conclusion that he was in some sort of clinic, based off of the beeping of the heart monitor, and the fact he had been set on a gurney, but how he got there was still far beyond him.
The raven-haired boy came back into focas when he heard the sound of a door open. He tensed and sat up, blinking profusely, trying to see who is was. No such luck.
"Kageyama Tobio?"
The voice was male, deep and soothing, and yet, still possessed a hint of innocence.
"H-hai."
Kageyama's response was quiet, almost like he was lying. He clenched his hands into fists, and turned his gaze downwards, presumably toward the blanket. Could this man give him any answers? Clear up any confusion?
"I understand you're having difficulty recalling the last 72 hours."
72 hours?! Kageyama had to squash the wave of anxiety flung through him by swallowing back a cuss word. How much time has passed?
He heard the man clicking a pen, and writing something onto a piece of paper.
"I'll go ahead and fill you in, Tobio-kun. But lemme tell you, you're not gonna be happy about this."
Kageyama swallowed, and made the mistake of bouncing one of his knees before pain splintered through it. He let out a quiet hiss of annoyance, and closed his eyes, listening to the man pull up a stool from the other side of the room.
"Tea?"
The boy felt a warm mug being pressed into his hands. He nodded and fiddled with the handle.
"Arigato gosaimasu-"
"Tobio, you were in an accident three days ago."
The cup nearly fell into his lap when he heard this.
"In an accident? But-"
The man interrupted him.
"You were apparently walking home from school and got hit by a car. The driver was under the influence of alcohol, and ran into you, but he has been hospitalized with minor injuries."
The all seemed like some sort of dream. His words were just barley registering in his head, going in one ear and out the other before his brain managed to snag them. It was just one nightmare syllable after the next.
"And… me?"
A long sigh of presumably regret brushed Kageyama's eardrum.
"Tobio-kun, I am your doctor. You received damage to your shoulder, knees, and hips, and trauma to the head. You're lucky you didn't die on impact."
He shivered, pulling his arms around his chest. Damage? Head trauma? Death on impact? He took a shaky breath, and took a sip of tea before hot sweat began to pad the back of his neck.
"I know this is a lot to take in, but with a couple of months with physical therapy, most of your body should be able to heal."
"Most?"
The doctor paused, the air thick was awkwardness and hesitant truth, waiting to be spilt.
"Tobio-kun… in cause you haven't noticed…"
He swallowed, and tapped his pen on what sounded to be a clipboard.
"You're blind."
Okay, I'll be posting the next chapter soon. Bai.