Consternation: a sudden, alarming amazement or dread that results in utter confusion or dismay...

Existing in Hinata's orbit was like one never-ending rollercoaster ride. Just when you think you've seen it all, you get caught flatfooted by an unsuspecting sudden turn or dip.

That Saturday that Kageyama had played against Sawamura, Tsukkishima and Yamaguchi was the first time he had got to see just what kind of a beast Hinata really was. They had been struggling for a while with the timing for his tosses and Hinata's spikes. But nothing was working.

Then, thanks again to Suga-san, Kageyama was able to realize that his toss had to match Hinata and not the other way around. Imagine his utter shock when the little jumping shrimp not only spiked his next toss, but did it with his eyes closed! Everyone in that gym that morning was absolutely floored by what they had just seen.

*Ba dum* Did he just…? *Ba dum* …place his utter trust… *Ba dum* …in my toss and… *Ba dum* …on ME? *Ba dum ba dum*

Kageyama's heart was doing strange acrobatics in his chest and it confused him. He had spent three years with his team in junior high school and hadn't experienced any real level of trust with any of them. He couldn't understand how Hinata was able to do it so freely. His heart ignored him and kept racing ahead. Why this reaction? He was simply feeling pleased that someone could hit his toss, right? Surely that had to be it?

"Dumbass! Why'd you close your eyes?!" Kageyama shouted at Hinata.

"You told me not to watch the ball!" Hinata shouted back at him.

Kagayama stood there dumbfounded. Hinata's simplicity really shocked him sometimes. He had never expected the shrimp to take his words literally. Well, if Hinata was going to put so much trust in him, he would do his best to get the ball to him.

"Believe in my toss." the words had left his mouth before he could stop them.

Hinata looked up at him with a fierce light shining in his eyes. A light so bright, it rivaled that of the sun. It dawned then on Kageyama that Hinata's name truly and fully encompassed his personality as a shining beacon of brilliance. Those eyes held such depth and emotion. Kageyama felt like he was losing himself in them.

"Kageyama?" said a concerned voice.

Kageyama snapped back to reality just in time to realize Hinata was a mere inches from his face and looking at him with a puzzled expression. Shit! I was spacing out just now! Kageyama cleared his throat.

"Just jump for the next toss. I'll get it to you." said Kageyama.

Hinata flashed a megawatt smile and returned to his position on the volleyball court.

What the hell is wrong with me? Kageyama was flustered and annoyed at his lapse of awareness. He had to stop thinking about non-essential shit and get his head back in the game.

His next toss to Hinata...hit him right in the face. Oops

After Hinata's facial receive, things settled down and the duo were able to score multiple points with their demon-quick attack. They defeated the others and were officially accepted into the volleyball club.

That had been almost 6 months ago. Things had gotten quite a bit...complicated since then. Mostly, because it seemed that he couldn't get Hinata out of his damn head.

Kageyama lived for volleyball. Hardly a day went by without some volleyball-related activity or thought. Since he and Hinata were on the same team, nearly all of those activities involved the little shrimp. They had started spending more and more time away from their other teammates practicing their demon-quick attack. It seemed that Hinata had become an inexplicably essential part of his life.

Kageyama was always stunned by Hinata's boundless determination in the face of adversity. Like, the kid didn't have the word 'quit' in his vocabulary. Hinata was born short, but had not allowed that fact to stop him from playing volleyball. If anything, it had driven him even harder to fight for his dream. Then there was Hinata's amazing stamina. Like his namesake sun, it seemed he was in the process of constant energy fusion. It was pretty damn frightening at times.

Kageyama had not been overly worried when he first noticed those things about Hinata. After all, they were things the others had noticed as well. It was the other things he had started noticing about Hinata and himself that were starting to cause concern. Things about Hinata that made him feel...strange. He didn't know what to call it...for he had never experienced anything like that before.

It had all started innocently enough. He would feel annoyed when Hinata smiled at others the way he had smiled at him. Kageyama would narrow his eyes and glare daggers in the direction of whoever Hinata happened to be smiling at.

The way Hinata smiled at him made him feel as if that smile was just for him. He didn't like it when Hinata showed his special smile to others. He would get moody and end up taking it out on Hinata during practice. He eventually realized that what he had been experiencing was...jealousy. He had scoffed at the thought at first. Me?! Jealous because Hinata smiles at others? Ridiculous. I don't give a shit who he smiles at! But the more it happened, the more he realized it was true.

Then he started getting increasingly irritated whenever Hinata would be in any kind of prolonged physical contact with others. It didn't matter what the reason for the contact was, he just knew that he hated it. He had even caught himself growling through gritted teeth one day after Hinata had been pinned down and tickled senseless by Nishinoya.

It was ridiculous, it was unreasonable, and it seemed to be completely out of his damn control. He had somehow developed an irrational possessiveness when it came to Hinata. He covered his face with both hands and grunted in dismay. What the fuck was he supposed to do NOW?!