I wasn't planning on posting this fanfic so soon, but it had been requested on my other fanfic (Sowlmates) so, I'm posting it! :)

I'm warning you: my top priority still is Sowlmate/Bokuto so for Quiet Voice (and the title might change, it took me a week to find something half-satisfying) I will not post as often and regularly as Sowlmates. Plus, it'll be shorter. I'll post a chcapter whenever I write one so, it'll really depend of my states of 1) inspiration 2) exhaustion.

Now, enjoy~

(And I pray for the characters to be IC...)

FANFICTION

HAIKYUU! : Quiet Voice

CHAPTER I : Prologue

"Just because you don't say much doesn't mean people don't notice you. It's actually the quiet ones who often draw the most attention. There's this constant whirlwind of motion and sound all around, and then there's the quiet one, the eye of the storm."

― Amy Efaw, After

"When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time."

― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

The loud voices of the third-years were resonating in Aoba Jousai High-school's halls as friends found each other after holiday. People would call out each other and laugh. They would talk about their holidays, about their clubs, about this new school-year.

"Yoohoo~! Iwa-chan~!"

Iwaizumi Hajime stopped and turned around, ignoring the squeals, screams and sighs that escaped the girls around him just as his childhood best friend caught up with him.

"Why didn't you wait for me at the entrance, Iwa-chan?" Oikawa Tooru whined as he reached him, pouting childishly.

"It's Oikawa-san~!" A girl squealed.

"Kyyaaa, he's so handsome~!"

"I have missed him so much~!"

Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow and gave a quick nod towards the group of girls who screamed when Oikawa waved and smiled at them.

"I didn't wait because of that." He answered with his usual tough voice.

Ignoring the complain and annoyance from his friend, Oikawa continued:

"I'm in class six this year, what about you?" He asked.

"Class five."

"Aaaw, we're not in the same class! That's too bad! Mattsun and Makki aren't in our classes either… it'll be lonely…"

"I doubt you could be lonely with all of your fans," Iwaizumi answered, slightly rolling his eyes.

"Won't you miss me, Iwa-chan?" Oikawa asked with a fake saddened gaze.

"Nope."

"Mean!" He exclaimed immediately.

Iwaizumi couldn't help it, the corners of his lips quirked up lightly. He could have almost missed his friend's antics. Almost. As quickly as it had appeared, this almost smile disappeared.

"I'm going ahead. See you tonight at practice!" Iwaizumi said with a quick wave of his hand, his other hand in his pocket.

"Aye, aye~" Oikawa answered.

Iwaizumi turned around but hit something. He looked down and saw a girl he had just bumped into, now sitting on the floor after hitting the powerful Ace.

"Ah, sorry," he said.

She looked up at him and instantly hissed and paled, her entire body freezing in terror. Surprised by her reaction, Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow but she looked away.

"You're ok?" He asked.

He was about to lean down to help her up when she suddenly stood up on her feet, holding tightly her bag.

"I-I… I am… f-fine…" She said in a whisper, blushing before walking away.

Iwaizumi watched her leave with his eyebrow still raised.

"My, Iwa-chan… You really have to stop frowning – you're making girls so scared they run away!" Oikawa – who had assisted to the whole exchange – said from over his shoulder.

Iwaizumi frowned and glared at his friend, making Seijou's setter gulp down and take a step back.

"Eh? What you said? You want me to punch you that's it?" Iwaizumi started angrily.

"S-sorry, Iwa-chan! I'm sorry, Iwa-chan!" Oikawa exclaimed, clapping his hands together.

"Tch."

Iwaizumi decided to not let himself be pissed off by his annoying Captain so early in the day and walked away. He joined his classroom and went at his favorite seat – the back of the class. Unfortunately, the one next to the window was already taken by a girl so he let his bag fall on the desk next to it. Recognizing a few people from other clubs and last year, Iwaizumi walked to them and talked until the beginning of class.

He went to sit next to the girl but when she didn't speak up and kept her head turned away from him, he shrugged it off and turned towards his other seatmate who was in the soccer club.

The first day of school, as boring as it was, went awfully slow. Iwaizumi was impatient to practice. He wanted to play volleyball – he hadn't played with his team in so long. But of course, their last teacher of the day decided that keeping them as long as possible was the best thing to do. Hajime was about to hit his head against his desk when the teacher kept going on and on about the importance of their last year when finally, he freed his students. Almost at once, Iwaizumi heard squeals and screams coming from the girls.

"Yoohoo~ Iwa-chan~! I came to pick you up because you were taking too long!" Oikawa exclaimed as he waltzed over to his friend.

Iwaizumi got up just as Oikawa waved and smiled at the overjoyed girls. Hajime got up and threw his bag over his shoulder but stiffened when he heard a sound it wasn't supposed to make, followed by a heavy sound of someone falling. He glanced over his shoulder and saw the same girl from this morning – who had been the one sitting next to him all day apparently – who had just fallen back into her seat after being hit by his bag as she had stood up in the same time he had swung it.

"Ah, sorry… erh… what's your name already?" Iwaizumi said.

The girl blushed and looked away, fiddling with her fingers. Oikawa threw a curious glance and smiled.

"Ah! It's the same girl as this morning! Iwa-chan, I had no idea you were the type of guy to constantly hit on girls~" He teased, chuckling at his own joke.

Iwaizumi threw him an annoyed look then shook his head, already exasperated by his antics.

"Stop talking nonsense and get moving already, Trashykawa! We're gonna be late!" He exclaimed, slapping the back of Oikawa's head.

"AIE! It hurt, Iwa-chan!" Oikawa screamed, but following him anyway.

Iwaizumi glanced over his shoulder at the brown-haired girl he had bumped into twice already. She had grabbed her bag, holding it against her as if it was a shield. He wondered if he should say something like "see you tomorrow" - they were seatmates after all. But when she didn't look once in his direction, he just shrugged it off and continued behind an excited Oikawa.

"This girl… she reminds me of someone…" Oikawa muttered to himself, deeply thinking.

"Eh? The girl from my class? Must be one of your fan or something."

"Mmmm… I don't think so… But I had never noticed her before. Is she newly transferred?" Tooru asked curiously.

"Eeeh… I don't think so?" Hajime answered with a shrug but he had to admit that until now he had never noticed her – and even when she was standing right next to him, he didn't notice her, even if it wasn't his intention.

The next day was similar. The girl didn't seem to acknowledge him and so, Iwaizumi didn't as well. The only thing he could see was her shoulder-length, brown hair because she kept turning her head away from everyone. At the end of the day, he got up and started swinging his bag over his shoulder but stopped mid-way, glancing over his shoulder.

As he had expected, the girl had just stood and had avoided being hit by his bag (again) thanks to him stopping his move. She glanced up at Iwaizumi, looking shocked by the fact he had purposefully made sure not to hit her with his bag.

"See you tomorrow," Hajime said as he turned around and left the classroom with his bag over his shoulder.

He'd have to make sure he wouldn't hit her another time with his bag.