Hey there! So someone said that they wanted a second chapter, so here we go. After much thought, I've decided to make this a multi-chapter fic. So there are more chapters to come. I will be uploading every Friday, except for chapter 3, which will be out in two weeks, due to the fact that I have a very important paper I need to write.

I would also, very much like you guys' opinions on where the story should be heading, because even though I have much of it planned, there are some minor details, which I would like you to decide.

The first of which is whether or not, I should make this a KageHina fic. It would be nothing extreme or M rated, but it would thicken the plot a bit in future chapters. If you have an opinion on this, then please leave a review to let me know, what you want.

Also, future chapters will not follow the cannon story as closely as these do, but will still follow it.

Shoutout to godess bubbles who appreciated my KnB reference in the first chapter. You Rock!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu!

King of the Court

Kageyama was lying on his bed tossing a ball up and down. An action he'd found himself doing, whenever he wanted to think for a while. A shame he couldn't do this when taking a test, maybe it would improve his grades? But this wasn't about grades or academics, this was about his first day at Karasuno and, mainly, his first day in the Volleyball Club and Kageyama couldn't exactly say that his first day had gone as planned.

He was in the same school as Hinata alright, but he was starting to see how even that might be a complication. He'd been so caught up in wanting be on the same team as Hinata that'd he'd completely forgotten how bad he was at Volleyball. Kageyama was disappointed in himself for believing that he'd somehow improved drastically over the span of just a few months, when he clearly came from a school that didn't even have a Volleyball team with six members, let alone a coach. And then there was also the fact that he'd never actually held a conversation with Hinata, on friendly terms at least, and after hanging out with the guy for just a few minutes, it became clear to him that they did not get along. He wasn't sure what the exact problem was, but if he had to explain it, he'd probably say that they just weren't on the same wavelength.

And these were just the beginning of Kageyama's problems. Over the span of just ten minutes, Kageyama had somehow gotten himself into a one-on-one with Hinata, then managed to hit to the dean in the face, thus resulting his wig to come flying off and, miraculously, land on the head of the Volleyball team's Captain, got yelled at by said Captain, then rejected from the club until Saturday, where he was forced to play with Hinata to win a three-on-three match against some other first years and, lastly, he was told that he couldn't play Setter unless he won the match. Yeah, not exactly how he had imagined the first day to go. But he couldn't change what had happened, his only choice was to look ahead to the upcoming match, which he had to win, he couldn't be on a team where he couldn't play Setter, even if it was just for a year.

After having thought about it for awhile, Kageyama concluded that there was no way he'd ever win on Saturday, if Hinata didn't learn how to receive properly. After all, how could Kageyama do a set-up if he had first touch. No, I'd have to be either Hinata or Tanaka, who had to receive and then he could just toss to Tanaka.

Kageyama looked at the clock and decided that if were to meet up with Hinata at five o'clock the next morning, he'd have to go to sleep now.

Kageyama found that he couldn't quite keep Hinata out of his head, even is his dreams.

The following morning Kageyama practised receives with Hinata, whilst Tanaka, and later Sugawara, was watching on the sidelines. At first Hinata was silently going along with it and slowly, very slowly, improved, but after about an hour, he started complaining and wanted to switch to spike practise, which Kageyama refused. There was no way he'd toss to him until he could receive solidly. Though Hinata kept complaining, it soon got time for them to leave the gym and pretend as if they'd never been there. Then came school, which Kageyama mostly spend sleeping, and then it quickly turned to lunch break.

Kageyama was walking to the vending machine near the gym to get some milk, when...

"Hinata," Sugawara's voice "Why are you so competitive with Kageyama? I can practice with you and you won't have to compete with someone like him."

Kageyama thought about that statement for a while. Was Hinata competitive with him? Wasn't he just... annoying in general? He didn't get much more time to think, when Hinata answered.

"During our game in Middle School... No matter what Kageyama did, he was good at it... He was always somewhere above me... He was really strong... When I see him standing in front of me, I just get pissed off. That's why I came to Karasuno wanting to beat Kageyama..."

Kageyama was feeling a little torn between taking what Hinata had said as a compliment or feeling a bit ashamed that he'd directly taking away Hinata's chance of trying to defeat him, at least in a official match. However, more than any of this, Kageyama was curious. Hinata seemed to act completely different with Sugawara than with him. The only question was just, was it because Sugawara was different or because Kageyama was different?

"Are you playing Volleyball so you can defeat Kageyama?" Sugawara's question caught Kageyama's attention. What was Hinata's goal?

It seemed that Hinata couldn't quite answer the question, but..

"...I want to... be as strong as someone who can beat Kageyama. Then I can definitely play against other strong opponents on equal footing! I won't lose so easily! I don't want to lose anymore!"

Ah, what a simple reason and, yet, it was the same reason Kageyama fought. Who wanted to lose? No one! And beating strong opponents meant that you could win. Even if he and Hinata didn't get along, they could at least agree on aa few things. Kageyama was about to leave, when Sugawara continued.

"In other words. In Hinata's mind, Kageyama holds the position of 'The Strongest Player', because for you, he's the 'Strongest Enemy', but now, he's become the 'Strongest Ally'."

Kageyama really left after that and never heard Hinata's response, but all through-out the afternoon classes, he thought about Sugawara's words. Strongest Ally. Those words had been aimed at Hinata, not him, but wasn't that the reason why Kageyama had gone to Karasuno? To find the person, whom he could toss to, knowing that he had the ability to spike them. To no longer lose. To find Hinata and make him his strongest ally. Hinata certainly had the talent, he hadn't been wrong on that front, but now that he wasn't surrounded by complete beginners, it was even easier to see Hinata's lack of technique. Kageyama sighed. He could feel the long days ahead.

The following days were mainly spent on Volleyball practise with Hinata. Two hours in the morning and about four hours after school. Of course Hinata also practised with Sugawara during lunch break, but Kageyama pretended not to know that. It seemed that Hinata was improving at an impossibly slow rate and Kageyama was truly beginning to doubt his choice of school.

It was Thursday morning and Hinata finally seemed to have gotten his act together. He'd been receiving for fifteen minutes without even dropping the ball once, but Kageyama could clearly see that he was still lacking. It was mostly due to his insane agility that he'd been able to receive most of the balls and because of his crazy, unnatural stamina that he was able to keep going without his body collapsing, but, even, Hinata would run out of energy at some point and Kageyama predicted that that was about time.

"You might be at your limit!" Kageyama declared "You won't be able to take this any longer-"

"The ball hasn't dropped yet!" Hinata yelled between pants and gasps. Hinata's little outburst caught Kageyama off guard for a second and he, accidentally, hit the ball with too much force, making it impossible for Hinata to get it. Or so he thought. Hinata leapt forwards, chasing the ball like there was no tomorrow and, for Kageyama, the two seconds it took for Hinata to catch up to the ball and get it back to Kageyama, felt like an eternity. And in that eternity Kageyama realized something. Hinata did not posses overwhelming skill or technique. He was short and played in a sport that required height. He wasn't weak, but he wasn't particularly strong either. And Hinata was perfectly aware of all this.

Kageyama concluded that Hinata had four outstanding abilities. The first one was agility. Hinata sometimes seemed like he didn't have any bones in his body. He could move everyone of his limbs in weird angles, which enabled him to receive almost impossible balls without moving his feet. The second ability one was speed. Hinata could make it from one end of the court to the other in the blink of an eye and it seemed like second nature to him. The third was jumping power. Hinata had to have some serious power in those short legs of his or maybe all his muscle was just concentrated in his legs and the rest of his body was just light as a feather, who could know? The fourth ability of Hinata's was different. It wasn't as visible to see as the other three, but it was definitively the strongest of his abilities. An overwhelming power to cling to victory. To do everything in his might to achieve it and push himself beyond human limits.

As the ball went up Kageyama realized that this really had been the right choice. Hinata would become his strongest ally and for that he would grant him a wish. A toss. Kageyama didn't once look to where Hinata was, even when he heard Tanaka say that he was too tired to spike the ball, because he knew that Hinata would spike it. For the simple reason that spiking it would mean victory. And, boy, did Hinata look happy when he spiked that ball. His entire face lit up like the sun and it was like his entire being sent out a wave of warmth and satisfaction, filling the entire gym with a pleasant atmosphere. Kageyama couldn't help but smile too.

Although Hinata had spiked it perfectly, he now looked close to passing out right then and there, but, nonetheless, Kageyama wanted to tell Hinata that they should work together and achieve victory together. Although, he'd never really been one with words.

"...Hey" Kageyama started, not quite knowing where he was going with this, "On Saturday, let's win it."

Kageyama and Hinata were, once again, doing receive practise. The concentration Hinata had had the previous morning, seemed to have completely vanished and he also seemed to have forgotten that he had legs and feet attached to his body, something Kageyama did not hesitate too point out over and over again. Hinata also seemed extremely distracted by his own thoughts, which once in a while, let to Hinata taking a ball to the face.

"Oi, Concentrate," Kageyama yelled after Hinata had taken the twentieth ball to the face, "The three-on-three match is tomorrow!"

"I kn- I know that!" Hinata answered, rubbing his sore face, "Tomorrow we'll win! They'll let me in the gymnasium! And I can really get started on club activities! Oh, and I guess if we win, they'll have to let you play setter or something."

"If you understand, then get concentrating!"

"I wonder what sort of guys we'll be facing. It's probably better than playing against the Senpai, huh?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of guys we're up against. We have no choice but to win." There was no way in hell anybody was stopping Kageyama from playing Setter. It would be like stopping a bird from flying. It was taking away something essential. It was unnatural.

Kageyama and Hinata kept practising, even when the sun started setting and their only source of light was a single street lamp. It was then that Kageyama sent the ball to Hinata and it looked like he would be receiving it perfectly, when someone caught the ball just above Hinata's head.

"Huh, they are really practising outside!" The guy raised the ball above his head and looked down at Hinata, "Are you guys the first years who caused problems on the first day?" Neither Kageyama nor Hinata answered his question, but when Hinata reached for the ball, the guy just held it above his head, making Hinata unable to reach it... without his jumps that is.

"Give that back" Hinata yelled pointlessly and the guy just raised the ball higher. Kageyama got a good look at him. He was tall, taller than him and any other person on the Volleyball team. He was blond, had glasses and a really annoying smug look on his face, which made Kageyama instantly hate him.

"Isn't it about time for elementary students to be heading home?" He mocked Hinata, who just got even more annoyed.

"Who the heck are you?!" Hinata cried out, when he'd finally given up on trying to retrieve the ball from the blond four-eyes.

"The other first years intending to join the club?" Kageyama guessed coming to stand behind Hinata. "How tall are you?"

"Tsukki is 188 cm! That's almost 190 cm!" The other guy bragged as if 'Tsukki' being so tall somehow made him cooler. This other guy was tall too, but not as tall as the blond dude. He had freckles and unruly hair that made him seem a lot less intimidating than his friend. Or maybe it was because he was comparing them? Kageyama faintly heard the tall one tell his friend off for bragging, when the attention was turned to Kageyama.

"You're Kageyama from Kitagawa Daiichi, aren't you? Why is one of the elite attending Karasuno?" The mocking tone that he was using made Kageyama want to punch him through a wall, but before he could even do as much as give a retort, Hinata interrupted.

"Oi! Tomorrow, we definitely won't lose!" At first Kageyama thought that the tall guy would tell Hinata that he had no chance of winning, because of his height or simply because they were better than them, but instead...

"Ah, right. I don't know if it's an important match for you guys, but for us there's more of a 'well, whatever' feeling. We're not hung up on winning or losing, so if it'll be troublesome for you guys to lose..." He crooked his head slightly to the side, smiled and with his lightest, most annoying voice said: "How about we throw the game for you?"

That seemed to set off both Kageyama and Hinata, who just threw a fit. Kageyama was slightly suspecting that the tall guy was just saying whatever he needed to say to piss them off as much as possible, but he also got the feeling that his attitude towards Volleyball was no act and that got Kageyama really pissed.

"Whether you throw the game or go all out, the fact that I am going to win won't change."

"Haha! That's some confidence. Just what you'd expect of a 'king'." That nickname!

"Oi, quit it with-"

"Oh, so it's true!" What was he on about? "The rumour that you dislike being called 'The King of the Court'. It's fine, isn't it? 'King' is a cool nickname! I think it fits you perfectly, 'your highness'!"

"What the hell is with you?" Kageyama demanded, when...

"I saw the prefecture semifinals." Kageyama's brain stopped working. He hadn't thought about that match, since he'd chosen to attend Karasuno. He'd locked all memories of the game away, into a dark and hidden place in the back of his mind, but this guy! He just had to be someone who knew about it. And he didn't just stop by letting him know that he knew. He fucking continued.

"With such self-centered tosses, the rest of the team sure tolerated a lot. That would have been impossible for me... Ah! I guess what happened was because they couldn't tolerate it anymore either." Kageyama felt like he was reliving the same terrifying moment over and over again and grabbed the tall guy by his collar to vent and, hopefully, forget. He had no words for the guy, he was just so angry, he could feel his blood boiling. And the guy just did nothing. He just stood there with his annoying smirk, looking like he was better than him.

Kageyama let him go and decided to leave. He could faintly hear Hinata calling out to him, but his voice wasn't reaching him anymore. Not even the annoying four-eyes' words got to him, but it seemed like Hinata was finally fed up with him and started shouting something. Kageyama was going to leave, but decided to take one final look, just to see what Hinata was up to and he was glad that he did. The satisfaction he felt in the moment he turned around completely overwhelmed the feeling of anger that had filled him just seconds ago. Hinata had jumped for the ball, just as the tall guy had tossed it up in the air, and had caught it just when it reached it's highest point. And the look on the guy's face was priceless.

"Shut up with all that 'king' and 'your highness' stuff! I'm here too!" Hinata was now clutching the ball tightly to his chest as if afraid someone was going to take it away from him again. "I'm gonna hit the ball above that head of yours in tomorrow's match!"

Kageyama was, momentarily, proud of Hinata for standing up to the guy, who was roughly thirty centimetres taller than him and, easily, someone who scared Hinata. The feeling stopped, when Hinata backed off and started stuttering useless threats.

"Don't be so angry~ Let's be fair, have fun and not go overboard. It's just club activities after all." This guy was just continuing to piss Hinata off, but Kageyama was still in awe after Hinata's little stunt, so he didn't even care anymore.

The two guys turned to leave, when Hinata repeated what he had asked when they'd first interrupted their practise. "Who the heck are you guys?!"

"First year, class four, Tsukishima Kei and Yamaguchi Tadashi. Starting tomorrow, we're teammates." Of course, he couldn't leave without a last sneaky remark, "Ah, we'll be opponents tomorrow, though. I'm looking forward to seeing the 'King's Toss'." And with that they finally left.

Hinata and Kageyama was left in the aftermath of the whole ordeal, slowly processing the fact that this Tsukishima guy was going to be on their team. When they finally snapped out of it, they decided to just keep practising, silently promising each other victory.

That night Kageyama was lying on his bed, thinking. Something he'd found himself doing quite a lot recently. Tomorrow they were going to play Tsukishima and he was about ninety-nine percent sure that they, yes they, would win. Both he and Hinata were extremely determined to win against Tsukishima, just to get back at him. Forget letting Kageyama play setter and finally being accepted into the gym. This was about pride.

Kageyama closed his eyes, wanting to sleep, and quickly opened them again. Tsukishima had really brought back some terrible memories and every time he closed his eyes, images from that terrifying match seemed to flow in and he had no control over them. Kageyama could feel his breath and heartbeat quickening and tried his best to think of something else, but no matter what he thought about, the game always came back. He thought of Volleyball and an image of a ball falling onto an empty court appeared. He thought of his new team and he saw his previous team rejecting him. He thought of school and he could hear the whispers of 'king' and 'dictator' mocking him endlessly. Kageyama was finding it hard to breathe and curled up into himself, clutching at his chest, trying his best to regain control, but to no vain.

It had been awhile, since he'd felt like this. And he hated it. Kageyama had no control over his mind and body, which scared him even more and just send him into and endless spiral of fear and chaos. His mind had even stopped restricting itself to that one match and he now was reliving all of his middle school matches in reversed order. But even those where they came out victorious were painted black and frightful. It was rejection after rejection. Mistakes after mistakes. Opponent after opponent. Everything was black, painful and terrifying... And then Hinata. Hinata who jumped to spike every toss, no matter how difficult or impossible. Hinata who was defying the laws of gravitation with his jumps. Hinata who was talented and passionate. Hinata who was on his team. Hinata wanted to spike his tosses. Hinata. Kageyama was finally calming down and sleep quickly took it's hold on his tired mind.

That night Kageyama dreamt of a small orange crow.

I hoped you like this second chapter of my fic. Just to let you know, Tsukishima is actually one of my favorite characters and I have plans for him later on in the story, so if you're a Tsukki fan like me, don't fret, I'll make it up to you.

In case you didn't read the introduction, then please leave a review telling me whether or not you want this to turn into a KageHina fic or not. Or you could just leave a review if you liked the chapter. Either way, thank you for reading :D