Part 1 of "Tadashi & Kei go on a 'not a date' date"

I don't own any gay volleyball animes. *cough* I mean, I don't own Haikyuu!.


Tadashi tapped away on his phone as he walked down the sidewalk. He was replying to Kei's text to confirm them meeting up. When he was done, he spilled his phone into his pocket after checking the time. He had a good 30 minutes until he was supposed to meet up with Kei, so he made a quick stop at a burger king he was passing by to use the restroom and check his appearance.

Once inside, he made quick work of slipping by people waiting in line to place their order and went into the bathroom. Tadashi chose to go into the biggest stall and looked at himself in the mirror above the sink, squinting at his face. He lifted his left hand and rub his cheeks, as if doing so would erase the many freckles that laid there. His eyes drifted to his hair, which was sort of laying flat on his head for once. He acknowledged his plain looks and couldn't help but feel inadequate. He was nothing compared to Kei, who looked like someone who walked out of a magazine.

With a sigh, Tadashi used the bathroom then washed his hands. After that,, he heads out and goes straight towards the cafe where he would meet up with Kei. As he walked, he wondered if Kei would give an actual explanation on why he disappeared all those year ago and maybe help him understand how he forgot him.

He could not remember his old friend in a way that people normally could. He had completely forgot who Kei was until a few years ago. During a boring afternoon, Tadashi read some of his old journals from middle and elementary school. Inside them, the pages were filled with stories of a time where he had a best friend named Tsukki. How he forgot someone who seemed so important to him, was beyond his comprehension. He couldn't even recall what he looked like as he read. He eventually found a picture tucked between two pages. When he looked at the photo, all he could feel was nostalgia, but he did not recognize the face of the tall boy with blonde hair and glasses.

As he read the journals, it became obvious that he had been head over heels for the mysterious and missing best friend. No matter how hard he tried to remember, he couldn't, so his mind fabricated memories, using his written words as a script. The blonde boy was the star of his mental plays and even his dreams. Years passed, but he never stopped wondering and dreaming. Sometimes when he was feeling lonely, he would pretend his old friend was still there and would talk to the empty space next to him. Sometimes, if he let his imagination run wild, he could feel the warmth of a body next to him. The world would seem a lot less lonely in those times.

It had been an average day when he saw Kei for the first time in who knows how long. He was walking home from volleyball practice, Shoyo decided to stay behind for some extra gym time, while he was too tired to bother. He was rounding a corner a few blocks away from the center when he saw him. Kei was standing on the sidewalk, giving off a 'don't fuck with me' vibe that made his heart race just a little bit. At first he thought he was just hallucinating, but as he got closer, he realized what he was seeing was very much real.

Kei had his hands in his dark jean pockets. He was wearing a tight blue shirt and had headphones wrapped around his neck. When he heard Tadashi walking a little closer, the blonde turned and looked right at him. As soon as their eyes met, Tadashi felt tingles all over his skin. Somewhere deep inside, he just knew. He knew that his best friend had finally came back to him. A bright smile broke out on his face.

"T-Tsukki?" He stammers.

Kei's eyes widen and his mouth pops open in what Tadashi assumes in shock.

"You… You know me?" Kei asks softly.

Tadashi's smiles falters. "I…" He starts, but pauses to think. "I guess in a way I don't. I didn't remember you…"

Kei raises an eyebrow, his face scrunched in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"I d-didn't remember, but I found some of my old journals a few years back. All I ever wrote about was my best friend named Tsukki. I found a picture in one, you look exactly the same… You are him right, like r-really?"

As Tadashi explains, Kei starts to look relived. At the end, Kei schools his face into an apathetic expression. "Yeah… I'm him."

Tadashi smiles brightly at the confirmation and runs up to Kei and flings his arms around him. Kei freezes when he is embraced, his mind suddenly forgetting how to function.

"Tsukki! I'm so happy! I don't know why I forgot you, but I'm so happy I got to meet you again!"

Kei's brain comes back online and he pushes his old friend away. He quickly turns away, trying to hide the faint blush on his cheeks, but failing. He pushes his glasses up his nose with one hand and peaks at Tadashi out of the corner of his eyes.

"I see… I'm hap- it's good to see you too. I have to go home, but… Do you want to get coffee some time? Catch up and stuff." Kei replies.

"Yes! So awesome! Give me your phone number and we can set up a date and time." Tadashi says excitedly.

Kei noded and whips out his phone. They swap numbers with ease. Tadashi promise to text when he gets home and Kei only grunts in reply before quickly stalking off. The freckled boy couldn't even be bothered by the response since he was on cloud 9. The whole situation was ridiculous. Kei with his cool and calm aura and Tadashi feeling like he saw the moon in the sky for the first time. He could only be grateful that he had the chance to meet Kei again. It seemed Kei felt the same. Even if it was just a little bit and that made Tadashi very happy.

Tadashi turned his thoughts to the present, shaking his head to dispel the memory floating in his mind. He was only a block away from the cafe they were meeting at. He walked in double time, excited and nervous about meeting once again. Once he reached the cafe, he looked through the large windows in front of it. He could not see Kei, so he decided to head inside and save a table for them both.

The cafe was homey and warm. The walls were painted a soft brown and had inspirational quotes painted all around in a light tan color. The air smelt deeply of coffee and a bit of the sweets placed artfully in a showcase by the register. The table and chairs were a mixture of neutral colors and styles, which helped the cafe seem less formal and stiff. Tadashi smiled as he looked around, he could definitely see himself coming there more often. As he waited, he decided a few rounds of Pokemon were in order, so he pulled out his DS. He hoped the distraction would help calm his nerves. As he started to play, one word drifted through his head like a mantra. Tsukki… Tsukki… Tsukki… Tsukki...


It was summer and the air was stifling. Tadashi, who was 12 years old at the time, was sitting on a bench at his favorite park. His small hands smashed and pressed on his DS, fighting another pokemon battle. The sun was just starting to fall in the sky when Kei suddenly appeared next to him, looking distraught. He hadn't heard his older friend as he approached, but it was something he got used to over the years. The freckled boy looked up at his best friend with wide eyes, alarmed at his distress.

"T-t-tsukki? What's wrong?" Tadashi stuttered.

Kei looked down at the ground, fists clenched at his sides. He opened his mouth a few times like he was going to speak, but closed it each time. He huffed in frustration before collapsing on the bench next to his friend. Tadashi noticed that his friend looked like a mess. Kei's hair was matted, like he forgot to comb it in days (which was odd since he just saw him the day before yesterday). His clothes were rumpled, dirty and looked like he got into a fight with a bottle of Ketchup. Tadashi knew that this was all very odd and was very worried. Kei was two years older than him and was always the type of person to be conscious of his appearance. Something had to be seriously wrong if he would dare come out in public like that…

Refusing to look at his friend, Kei opened his mouth and spoke, "I'm moving." He put bluntly, a deep frown pulled his lips.

Tadashi was shocked. He grabbed onto Kei's arm as if he would vanish from his site in an instant. "What? N-no. Tsukki… Why?!"

Kei's frown grew deeper as he shook his head. "I… I don't know how to explain." His whole body was shaking.

The freckled boy's eyes grew teary. His lips quivered as he held on to Kei's arm tighter. "Please Tsukki… I don't understand. Explain it to me! I don't want you to go!"

Kei closes his eyes and talked a deep breath, trying to hold back all the swirling emotions he feels. "The people i've been staying with… They're gone now, so I need to leave. It's not safe. I'm going to go stay with my other family, but it's far from here. I don't know If I will see you again."

"G-gone?! What d-d-does that mean? You can't even visit?! Tsukki! Please!" Tadashi wailed as big fat tears poured from his eyes.

"I'm sorry… This is too much for you. I know this. There are so many things I want to tell you, but I can't. I can't let you get into danger because of me. It would kill me if you got hurt. I need you to be safe. So, I need you to forget. You need to forget me." Kei says like the world around him is falling apart.

Tadashi jumps up off the bench, wiping the tears from his eyes violently. "How could I forget you! I'll never forget you! You're my best friend! I don't get it! Why would I not be safe? Why is this happening!?"

Kei stands up and grabbed Tadashi's shoulders, holding him tightly. He then looks into Tadashi's eyes, willing him to be calm. "I know this is confusing, but I have to take your memories away."

The freckled boy stills, eyes wide as he looks up at his best friend. "You can't do that, it's not possible..." He mumbles, cheeks flushing at the body contact.

Kei chuckles darkly, eyes full of regret and sadness. "There are so many things that you don't know. Don't worry. All the memories I take, I won't eat them. I'll save them inside myself and one day, i'll be able to give them back to you. Even if I have to wait 50 years… I promise, I'll give them back to you. I promise. Please, forgive me."

The elder boy doesn't give Tadashi another chance to speak. Kei captures the boy's lips with his own and instantly starts to rummage through the boy's brain, plucking each and every memory dealing with him out. Even down to Tadashi's thoughts about him.

Tadashi felt weak and frozen. His eyes were open, but his brain could not register what he was seeing, feeling or hearing. Too much was going on in his head for him to be able to process any outward stimuli. Kei shivers as he feels the moments they spent together pass through the freckled boy's lips to his. As they did, the memories and thoughts play like a movie behind his eyelids and rang in his ears loudly. It was overwhelming, but Kei did not stop.

The process only took a few minutes, which was a considerable amount of time compared to how long it usually took him to feed. Since Kei was a psychic vampire, he could feed on or retain the thoughts, memories, and life energy of others. Doing so only took a few seconds normally, but he never had to wipe someone's memories to such an extreme point before.

Usually he would only take a few thoughts, or a few old memories as food and the things he did take were always stuff people wouldn't miss. Sadly, this time was a completely different story.

Once the elder was done, he released his friend and took a step back. Tadashi would not be fully conscious or be able to move for another few seconds, so he took this time to look at his only friends face for the last time.

"I'm so sorry Yama- Tadashi. Even though won't remember me, I'll treasure our memories for the both of us. I hope we can meet again soon." Kei said softly as his heart broke.

Without another thought, Kei ran away as fast as he could. As he ran, he could still hear Tadashi's thoughts bounce around his head. 'He looks mad... So cute... When will he get here! I miss him... I love him… Tsukki...' Kei tried not to break down over the love he had lost.

Tadashi stood still for a few seconds before his senses returned to him. He looked around, confused on what he was doing. Huh? Wasn't I just sitting? The heat must be getting to me. He laughed lightly before walking over to the bench and returning to his game. He didn't even realize that the one person who was most important in his life was gone.


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btw, this fic is totally not beta read, sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes. I would make some excuse as to why I make so many mistakes, but I just suck in general.

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