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vineetachenvineeta : You're right! "I didn't want to be scared of the dark" has multiple meanings and is very Tsukki-ish! ;) And yeah, tehre are definitely connection with The Flash considering it was one of my favourite superheor series (until it got too boring...) and that and Marvel are my main influences. :)


FANFICTION

HAIKYUU! SUPERHERO AU : THE RISE OF HEROES

CHAPTER VII : Lucky Charm

"Life is locomotion. If you're not moving you're not living. But there comes a time when you've got to stop running away from things and you've got to start running towards something. You've got to forge ahead. Keep moving even if your path isn't clear. Trust that you'll find your way."

The Flash

"She is just so cute, but I can't speak to her… Do you think I should?" Yamaguchi asked his best friend very seriously, but with the tiniest bit of apprehension in his eyes.

"U-uh…" Kei answered, distracted by a message he received on his phone, "Yeah, totally."

"Really?!"

"I gotta… go…"

Yamaguchi blinked, surprised by his absent minded reaction. Kei realised this and quickly tried to cover it up.

"Work. An emergency, apparently."

"Then, I won't hold you back. Have a good day, Tsukki!" He exclaimed, waving at his friend.

Kei went to his motorbike, climbed on it, and quickly started the engine, going as fast as possible to the abandoned facility that served as headquarters, or as Bokuto and Hinata had started calling it, the "Nest". Ridiculous. And they were supposed to be Tokyo's greatest heroes…

When he arrived, he quickly went to the main communication room where the whole team was already gathered.

"What's going on? You said it was an emergency?" He asked hurriedly.

"Well, not really, but we knew you'd ignore the message if we didn't say it were one," Kuroo said with a nonchalant shrug.

Kei froze, feeling new emotions of rage he didn't know had been hiding in the depths of his soul.

"We apologize, but we thought you might be able to help us with brainstorming. We've upgraded Bokuto-san's and Hinata-kun's hero costumes, but there is something that needs to be discussed."

"I want to learn how to fight!" Bokuto exclaimed.

"Me too!" Hinata added enthusiastically.

"What do you mean?" Kei asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I've got strength and speed, and Hinata is insanely quick – but we don't know how to defend ourselves, or properly fight. We need to learn, so we're able to stop more villains. The last time was… delicate."

Kei remembered the story he had covered for the two heroes just a couple of days ago: a super villain had showed up in a mall, which had ended up in a pathetic fight and a pursuit through the crowded mall. They had discovered that their hero costumes were in serious need of non-skid shoes. They had caught the villain eventually, and delivered him to the police, but it had been obvious they were still struggling to be effective.

"If a villain with more experience in fighting shows up, we wouldn't be able to keep up. That's why we need to train." Hinata added, determination shining in his eyes.

"So we thought we'd ask someone from the police station to help us out by teaching them," Kuroo started, "But if we need to bring in someone else to the team, we need to decide together. Which is why we brought you."

"You want to add someone to the team? To teach them how to fight?"

"It's going to be necessary. The real question is who can be trusted at the police station?" Akaashi continued.

"I thought of asking Sa'amura, he's a pretty good fighter and he's pissed by all the attention this Shiratorizawa Special Force is getting. He'd help us." Kuroo answered.

Kei looked away thoughtfully while the others brainstormed. Surprisingly enough, it was Hinata who noticed first his absent minded look.

"Tsukishima?" He called.

It brought him back on earth, and the others all looked at him:

"I think I know someone who might help… and it won't be necessary to tell him that you're a superhuman."

They blinked in surprise as he started explaining.

"A few months ago, I wrote an article about a dojo led by two guys. They're pretty good, and one of them is simple-minded enough that he'd believe you're just a very tough guy, and you are a very quick one. The other one is very sharp though, but if he's distracted or absent, there shouldn't be a problem."

The others glanced at each other, then Hinata shrugged with an enthusiastic smile.

"It can't hurt to meet them, uh! I guess we'll have to hold back, right?" Bokuto said.

"You would have had to hold back regardless of who trains you, you wouldn't want to kill them." Kuroo said.

"That would be best, indeed," Akaashi agreed with an amused smile.

"Let's go, then!" Hinata exclaimed, fists thrown towards the ceiling.

They all met at the dojo which was closed at the moment from any other students. Kei called the master who let them in. What Kei wasn't expecting was for the two masters to be here.

"Welcome!" The one who had opened to them exclaimed, spreading his arms, "I'm Tanaka Ryuunosuke! A rokudan master of karate-dou!"

As he delivered his sentence, he moved swiftly to show the speed and elegance of his master of the martial art.

His partner eyed him suspiciously before speaking up, way more calmly.

"And I'm Daishou Suguru, a hachidan master of karate-dou."

He struck a pose too, which made Kuroo snort, then he was elbowed by Kenma to get him to stay silent.

"Waaah! You're so cool!" Hinata exclaimed in awe, "You're like…! BAM! And WHAM! You look like a dragon and a snake!"

Tanaka and Daishou, still in the middle of their poses, glanced at each other. Then they straightened up, the first one being particularly enthusiastic.

"Really?! We look cool?! I think so too! I like the image of a dragon, powerful, swift, setting fear and awe in the hearts of its victims!"

He made some fancy movements to show what he meant, which resulted in Hinata gawking at him even more.

"Tsukishima-kun told us you were looking for martial arts teachers?" Daishou continued.

"Yes, I know you only take a few students at a time though," Kei continued.

One of the reason why he had written an article about their dojo was that they were following the old ways of teaching martial arts, and were taking very few students and the ones they saw potential in. It was in order to give them the best teaching possible, for everyone to enjoy the experience.

"We do, but with the recent events… We've lost some students, so we have room for new ones. It all depends on who is willing to become our student, though…" Daishou continued, narrowing his eyes at the group of friends.

"It's me! And Hinata here!" Bokuto said.

"You look like you work out. And you look…"

Daishou's voice trailed off when he looked at Hinata's petite figure.

"You look… enthusiastic," he said, trying not to sound rude, but it seemed to please the small guy.

"Do either of you any experience in martial arts of any kind? Or sports?"

"I played lots of sports over the years, but I mostly did volleyball back in middle-school and high-school," Bokuto answered.

"Me too! This is so cool, Bokuto-san!" Hinata exclaimed, jumping up and down enthusiastically.

Tanaka and Daishou both gasped when they saw the height he had just jumped at. The group panicked, fearing they were discovered…

"W-wow… you jump really high…" Tanaka said, blinking.

"Thank you! That's why I could play volleyball! I have a great jumping power! And lots of speed and stamina!"

Daishou narrowed his eyes, but Tanaka seemed enthusiastic at the idea of teaching such an athletic-prone student.

"So, could you teach them what they want?" Kuroo asked to quickly erase their suspicion.

Daishou opened his lips, but his partner beat him to it.

"Hell yeah! We're gonna make you super-fighters! But hey, why do you suddenly want to learn martial arts?" He asked.

"Yeah… why?" Daishou asked, obviously suspicious.

"Ah, uh!" Bokuto hesitated, glancing down at Hinata.

"B-because…!" He stammered, looking up in panic at his mentor.

Kuroo and Akaashi were panicking as well, trying to figure out a way out of that one, when Kenma spoke up for the first time since they had arrived here.

"Because you were worried about the risk of being attacked by villains or superhuman. You want to be able to defend yourself."

"YES! Yes! Exactly! That's the reason why!" Bokuto exclaimed, pointing at Kenma, "No other reason why! AH AH!"

"No other reason why!" Hinata repeated with a vivid nod.

Daishou still seemed suspicious, but Tanaka laughed, taken in by their enthusiasm, then turned towards the rest of the group.

"You all want to join then?"

"Ah-" Kuroo hesitated, glancing at his friends for help.

"Dear lord, no…" Kenma muttered under his breath.

"We would be grateful to learn from you, but we have very busy schedules and might not be able to make it to every lesson," Akaashi said.

"No." Kenma said, but he wasn't heard.

"But our friends here, who are the most worried and enthusiastic about learning under your guidance, will certainly join every class. Right, Bokuto-san? Hinata-kun?"

"A-ah… yes…"

"YES!"

"That's great, then! You can all come to tonight's class to try! If you like it, you can continue!"

"Akaashi…" Kenma hissed, sounding threatening.

"Thank you very much, Tanaka-sensei, and Daishou-sensei," Akaashi said with a grateful smile.

"Akaashi…"

Despite Kenma's whines, it was decided that to not blow their cover, they would all join the class that evening. Kenma decided that one was more than enough and even though Tsukishima, Akaashi, and Kuroo spent most of the time glancing warily at Bokuto and Hinata in fear that their enthusiasm would unleash their full superhuman-potential, they enjoyed the class. The two heroes miraculously didn't mess up and maintained a power and speed that were mostly human-ish.

"I think I might actually join some classes to work out," Akaashi said at the end of the class, wiping his neck with a towel, "Having an insight on fighting might help us with the development of weapons and costumes."

"You're always so serious…" Kuroo said, leaning against the wall casually.

"You did well, I was surprised," Tsukki said, staring at the messy-haired man.

"I work for the police, we work out often. Even in the lab, we often join their training sessions to keep in shape and make sure we know how to defend ourselves."

"Will you continue the classes, Tsukishima-kun?" Akaashi asked.

"I don't think so… I have no plan on getting anywhere near danger."

"Where is Kenma? Did he leave already?" Kuroo asked suddenly, turning around.

With Kenma's departure, they started leaving one by one, going back to their lives.

The next day, at the Ueno Zoo…

"Bokutoooo! Could you help us carry the loads of meat to the kitchen?" One of the helpers called from the back room.

"Yeah!"

He joined them as they were putting big, heavy frozen loads of meat into wheelbarrows to transport inside and divide among the animals.

"Here, let me do it," Koutarou said when he saw a young helper struggling.

"Ah, thank you, Bokuto-san!" She exclaimed when he easily picked it from her and relieved her from the weight.

"I'll finish loading it all, you can go help the others," he said with a smile.

"All right!"

She went off and as soon as he was alone, he stopped pretending to struggle anymore and took as many packages of meat as he could, without breaking a sweat. Even before his superpower, he had been the one everyone called for help with his strength as a normal human being. He grabbed a particularly heavy-looking piece of meat and made it jump into his arms, amazed by his own power – it was all so easy now. Especially now that he could control his strength and wasn't destroying everything he touched. If he played volleyball again, he'd be a super player – if he wasn't making the balls explode, of course.

"Bokuto–"

He startled and whipped around, seeing Shirofuku staring at him with wide eyes. The big piece of meat fell down at his feet and he looked sheepishly at the head curator staring at him in disbelief.

"Shirofuku! I was just about to bring all that meat! Don't worry! I'm not lazing around!"

"…I wouldn't call that lazing around… h-how do you…?"

She pointed her pencil at the meat, then back at him and to hide his discomfort, Koutarou quickly loaded everything that was left, not realizing the speed and strength he was using. Then, he drove the wheelbarrow inside, pretending to be breathing hard. She watched him go away, blinking then decided that he was just weirder than she had initially thought.

"Bokuto-san, can you prepare the meat for the lions and tigers, please?" One of the nutritionists asked.

"Sure! Nine kilograms per lion~!" He started humming, weighing the necessary meat.

That night, and the following day, Nite Owl and The Arrow, did some hero-work, which appeared in the newspapers once again – with the compliments of The Moon. They continued their classes at Tanaka-sensei and Daishou-sensei's dojo and often practiced together at the Nest. Akaashi, Kenma, and Kuroo started brainstorming weapon ideas for their two heroes.

Little by little, they were becoming more and more like heroes.

"Kuroo! Could you take my shift on Wednesday?" Yakkun asked at work.

"Sure, baby troubles again?"

"Become a father and we'll discuss it– actually… no, do not become a father."

"That's very rude, Yakkun," Kuroo answered, smirking.

Before they could continue to banter, Akane walked by, blinking. Then, she checked the date on her phone.

"Guys… it is Wednesday."

"Oh… but my phone is saying it's Monday…" Yaku answered, checking his.

Akane was confused and Kuroo opened his lips to say it was definitely Monday, but his brain became mush and he was unable to tell what day it was. He glanced at his phone and saw Tuesday… then it switched back to Monday.

"It's…"

"Oh, my bad," Akane said, checking her phone again, frowning to herself, "It is Monday. I guess I just want this week to be over already."

"Right…"

Kuroo waited to see if something weird would happen again, but nothing. Monday went by as usual, with Bokuto and Hinata sending intel on their karate class that evening. He went to bed exhausted and was woken up by his clock. He started his morning ritual of running, shower, breakfast with the news on.

"Today's weather forecast is sunny, with some clouds near the end of the day!"

It sounded awfully familiar, but he realised that it was probably because it was a weather forecast that came back often. Seeing the clock ticking by, he stood up to not be late at work – or Daichi would yell again…

"Hey! I'm off to work!" He said to Kenma who was just getting up.

"Mmm…"

Kuroo closed the door behind him as Kenma reached for a cup of coffee, but the coffee machine disappeared. His hand clasped into thin air. He blinked, but it was back.

"…I should probably go back to sleep…" He thought, narrowing his eyes at the coffee machine, but it didn't flinch.

He didn't realise that behind him, the tv was turning on and off, without any sound.

"Kuroo! Could you take my shift on Wednesday?" Yakkun asked at work.

Kuroo blinked, having a weird feeling of déjà-vu… but it was probably lack of sleep.

"Sure… Baby troubles again?"

"Become a father and we'll discuss it– actually… no, do not become a father." Yaku said.

"Do you have to keep repeating that, Yakkun?" Kuroo answered, shaking his head.

"Repeating? I've only said it this time?"

Before they could continue to banter, Akane walked by, blinking. Then, she checked the date on her phone.

"Guys… it is Wednesday."

"Oh… but my phone is saying it's Monday…" Yaku answered, checking at his.

Kuroo let his lips fall open and he checked his phone. There was written Monday, but…

"What…"

"Oh, my bad," Akane said, checking her phone again, frowning to herself, "It is Monday. I guess I just want this week to be over already."

Kuroo glanced around, his coworkers continuing their work, with the same habits and the same gestures as usual. It was normal that everything seemed repetitive, they were doing the same work every day. It was just exhausting.

Still, that evening he went to the Nest, finding Akaashi and Tsukishima there.

"Hey, what day is it?"

"It's Monday. Didn't you check your phone?" Akaashi answered.

"…Yeah, yeah, I have… I just… I've had this weird… feeling of déjà-vu… all day long…"

"It happens all the time to me," Tsukishima said with a shrug, "It's just your brain not registering new information and thinking it's something you've seen before."

"Yeah… I know…"

"Perhaps you need to rest," Akaashi suggested, "We can work on this Nite Motorbike later."

"Yeah… I think I'll do that… and I still think that MotorNite is a neat name."

"It's a terrible name," Tsukishima said, rolling his eyes.

"Bokutoooo! Could you help us carry the loads of meat to the kitchen?" One of the helpers called from the back room.

"Yeah!"

He joined them as they were putting big, heavy, frozen loads of meat into wheelbarrows to transport inside and divide among the animals.

"Here, let me do it," Koutarou said when he saw a young helper struggling.

"Ah, thank you, Bokuto-san!" She exclaimed when he easily picked it from her and relieved her from the weight.

"I'll finish loading it all, you can go help the others," he said with a smile.

"All right!"

She went off and as soon as he was alone, he stopped pretending to struggle anymore and took as many packages of meat as he could, without breaking a sweat. Even before his superpower, he had been the one everyone called for help with his strength as a normal human being. He grabbed a particularly heavy-looking piece of meat and made it jump into his arms, amazed by his own power – it was all so easy now. Especially now that he could control his strength and wasn't destroying everything he touched. If he played volleyball again, he'd be a super player – if he wasn't making the balls explode, of course.

Watching the meat go up with the bright sky behind seemed familiar and it threw him off. He caught the meat into his arms then turned around.

"Shirofuku."

She had just appeared and startled when he called her. She made an awkward smile.

"Did you hear me coming?"

"I… I think so…" He answered, frowning to himself.

"Right… Sometimes, I think you might need to be locked up with some of the animals with that crazy strength of yours, and your instincts."

"Shirofuku… you… came here before, right?" He asked, still frowning and feeling confused.

She stared at him, definitely thinking of him of a weirdo.

"I work here?"

"Yeah…"

"Are you all right, Bokuto?"

To hide his discomfort, Koutarou quickly loaded everything that was left, not realizing the speed and strength he was using. Then, he drove the wheelbarrow inside, pretending to be breathing hard. She watched him go away, blinking then decided that he was just weirder than she had initially thought.

"Bokuto-san, can you prepare the meat for the lions and tigers, please?" One of the nutritionists asked.

"Sure! Nine kilograms per… lion…?" He started, staring at the balance.

"Yes? Like usual?" She answered, confused.

"Ah, yes! Sorry! I just got… I have a weird feeling of déjà-vu…"

"Ah ah! We do this everyday. Of course you'd get that feeling every once in a while!"

"Right… Nine kilograms per lion then…" He continued, weighing the meat.

His day went on as usual, but he couldn't shake off a weird feeling.

Kenma was at work, feeling like he needed more coffee than usual. His brain was completely messed up – it was like it was in overload. It happened often since the meteor, and it usually exhausted him. But he was even more exhausted than usual…

Still, he had to handle his shifts for work as a game tester. He sat back next to his co-worker who was playing on the same game and cursing under his breath. He reached for the controllers, but when he grabbed it, it wavered from his hands. He stared at his empty hands just as the controllers reappeared…

In the same time, the screen with the game twitched. The tv screen turned on and off… and his co-worker cursed loudly.

"Not again! It keeps doing that! I'm tired of going through the same levels of that game…"

"We started it a week ago. It keeps turning on and off without actually bringing you back where you had last saved. We'll have to tell the game developer if it becomes too difficult to play it." Kenma said, sitting and taking the controllers in his hands, making sure it was real.

"I heard that the team working on the next Assassin's Creed is having the same problem. It might be the tv or the electricity buffering…"

"Oh…"

"Has it really only a week? I feel like we've been working on this one for three weeks…" He whined.

Kenma tried to remember the date they had started testing the video game, but… he was just confused. The more he tried to think about it, the more time seemed to be a mess in his head.

"There we go again, with the déjà-vu game," his co-worker mumbled.

"Déjà-vu…" Kenma repeated to himself, frowning.

Akaashi was feeling strange, like he had already participated to this meeting with his associates several times. Maybe he was just tired, like Kuroo had been the other day. That would explain his sensation of déjà-vu…

"And that's why I believe, it'd be a good investment to…"

His associate's voice trailed off when he noticed that several people were watching something happening through the window. Akaashi turned in the direction of what they were watching as well. Birds were flying in a frenzy, a huge flock that was going in every possible sense. Then, they seemed to disappear, as if sucked into an invisible hole in the sky.

"What…" Akaashi murmured.

He felt a strange electricity in the air, his body hair rose as absolute silence filled the room. Then, an entire flock of birds came out of the ceiling, screeching and flying in every sense in the room. Everyone screamed and went under the table, covering their hair and trying to escape the crazy flock flying inside the room.

"Where did they come from?!" His secretary screeched. Her voice barely covering the birds screeching.

Akaashi pinched his lips tight, then crawled out from under the table, trying not to walk over the corpses of the birds who had killed themselves flying into the floor or the walls. He hissed when his cheek was scratched by a bird, and he struggled to open the closest window. His secretary understood what he was doing and went out of under the table to open another window. The moment the fresh air was an option, the birds went through the opening, despite some more who died hurrying straight into windows.

The moment the calm was back, the associates came out from under the table that was covered in dead birds, feathers, and panicked bird droppings…

"Wh-what just happened…" His breathless secretary asked, trying to arrange her hair.

"Could it be… one of these superhuman?"

Akaashi looked up, then he turned towards the window. He saw someone's car driving straight into… nothing. And disappeared into the gods-knew-where.

"There is no normal explanation for this event. I suggest we all go home and stay safe until this is settled," Akaashi said.

And without waiting for their answers, he went through the cemetery of birds and took out his phone, messaging his friends.

Koutarou was feeding the lions when he felt his phone vibrate in his pockets. Three vibrations – it meant it was a mission for Nite Owl. He glanced around, but the lions were all yawning on their rocks – they were used to the presence of the zookeepers and they knew that if they messed around, they wouldn't get their meat.

He put down the bucket of meat and took out his phone to make sure it wasn't an emergency.

"Strange things are happening. Gather asap at The Nest!" Was Akaashi's message.

Nothing strange has been happening though… Was Koutarou's first thought.

The moment he thought that, he heard the lions suddenly stand up and run away.

"What the…?"

Right in front of him, he saw the air shimmering. He heard a vicious growl then a lion jumped out of it – no, not a lion…!

He gasped, eyes wide just as the beast noticed him and immediately jumped. Koutarou was so shocked that he barely reacted in time, jumping on the side. The big feline still managed to slash his bicep with long, sharp claws. Koutarou let out a growl of pain and grabbed the bucket of meat, throwing it into the beast's head with as much strength he could muster. The beast slapped the bucket away and hissed at him as Koutarou stepped away, one hand on his injured arm. He quickly looked down at the blood, then back at the creature that had come out of thin air…

A saber-toothed tiger.

The feline from another time jumped at him once again. Koutarou stepped back and only saw the giant, razor-sharp teeth about to slash his throat.

Kei had received Akaashi's message and was driving towards the Nest, not noticing anything suspicious as he went through the streets, until he heard screams and a whole crowd of people running into the street he was going through. He stopped suddenly to avoid hitting anyone as everyone screamed, running over the stopped cars.

Kei took out his helmet just as he heard something enormous resonating close-by. It made the ground vibrate and the windows of the buildings explode.

An earthquake? He thought.

He quickly realized it was not an earthquake when another step – because that was something stepping – came right in front of him. A huge paw of greenish scales went up and up, belonging to an enormous beast that had disappeared millions of years ago, with a long neck and tiny head…

"Oh…" Kei let out, his eyes stinging.

It wasn't normal that a living brachiosaurus was currently walking through the streets of Tokyo, but gods he was having an epiphany right now.

Back at the Ueno Zoo…

Koutarou stepped back and only saw the giant, razor-sharp teeth about to slash his throat. He missed a step in the uneven ground of the lions' enclosure. It made him fall over and the saber-toothed tiger slashed the air. Knowing he wouldn't have much luck another time, Koutarou stood up and started running, but he quickly heard the growling of the tiger behind him. He glanced over his shoulders just as the saber-toothed tiger was about to jump and snap his head off. He bent down while turning around. The animal went for his throat, but Koutarou grabbed his jaw, ignoring the giant teeth that tore through the skin of his hands. He let himself fall down while kicking the beast into the chest, using all of his superhuman strength. The saber-toothed tiger flew over his head and right into the nearest wall. He hit it with a pained growl then fell to the ground.

Koutarou pouted. He hated hurting animals, but he didn't have much of a choice right now.

"Look, dude, I'm all for animal preservation, but you're extinct – go back to your time!" He said.

The saber-toothed tiger was struggling to stand up, shaking his head and breathing hard.

Koutarou looked up – he could jump to the edge of the lions' enclosure with a good run-up, but would his slashed hands and injured right arm be able to lift him up over the barriers?

While he had been considering his options, the saber-toothed tiger had stood up and was jumping on him once again. Koutarou didn't have time to react. He closed his eyes and lifted up his arms to protect his head even though he knew he wouldn't last against such razor-sharp fangs. He was hit by a rain of dust. He opened his eyes, coughing and looked around, but the tiger was gone – the only thing that was left was a pile of ashes…

Had time caught up to the reality and sent the saber-toothed tiger to his normal state?

A shriek resonated and it brought him back on earth. Without thinking, he ran up and jumped up, grabbing the edge of the lions' enclosure and lifting himself up despite the pain in his hands. He ran towards the screams and saw crowds of visitors running away from animals that seemed to be coming out of prehistoric documentaries!

"What the…"

"Bokuto!"

He turned around, seeing Shirofuku running towards him, but before she could reach him she stopped, breathing hard.

"Shirofuku!" He called, realizing she was in pain.

He ran to her, but she looked up and when their eyes met, she disappeared into ashes, like the saber-toothed tiger.

"No…!" He breathed, kneeling next to the pile of ashes.

His hands were covered in blood and ashes, from both the tiger and Shirofuku…

He had been unable to help her, he couldn't help all these people screaming for help as they were being slashed apart by creatures from another time…

There was something definitely wrong and he couldn't stay there, wasting time.

He ran to his car and hurried through the streets to the Nest – thankfully the traffic hadn't been too disturbed yet, but he could guess that other places in Tokyo were a mess.

At the Nest, everyone was there, except Kuroo who was on the phone with Kenma.

"Bokuto just arrived," he said.

"Bokuto-san!" Akaashi exclaimed, "You're bleeding! What happened?!"

"I was attacked by a saber-toothed tiger. What about you?" He asked, pointing at his friend's cheek.

"Just… birds…" He answered, blinking.

"I saw dinosaurs walking down Takeshita Street," Tsukki said, eyes wide in awe.

"People are dying."

"It was beautiful…"

"People are dying!"

"Ah… That sucks…" He answered but he was still too busy fangirling over the dinosaurs to really care.

"We have to do something!" Hinata exclaimed, already in his hero costume.

"Calm down, let's not rush anything – we need to think about what is going on and who is causing this." Akaashi said.

"We need to hurry, because other than dinosaurs from another time appearing out of thin air, people are… they are disappearing into dust! I had Shirofuku right in front of me… I couldn't do anything…" Bokuto said, clenching his fists, even though it made it bleed again.

Drops of blood and dust fell down to the floor.

"We'll–"

Akaashi's voice was cut by Hinata's sudden gasp. They all turned towards him as he wavered, putting a hand over his chest.

"Hinata?" Bokuto called, stepping towards him.

"Bokuto-san… I… I don't feel so good…" He said.

He wavered and fell into Bokuto's arms, just as he disappeared in ashes in front of everyone's eyes.

Koutarou breathed hard, eyes wide and body trembling.

"…We need to hurry." Akaashi said in a weak voice.

"…Kuroo has had déjà-vu for a while," Kenma started in a tiny voice, "And I… I've had modern objects disappear, electricity fail…"

"Birds that were flying in the sky just disappeared then reappeared in my office during a meeting," Akaashi added.

"We have animals from another time appearing, and people disappearing… and all that…"

"Sounds like a tear in the space-time continuum to me," Kuroo intervened from the voice-over, "You were silent for a while, what happened?"

They glanced at each other, hesitating to tell him that Hinata had just vanished into dust right in front of them.

"Hinata… is gone." Akaashi said in a tight voice.

"What?"

"Kuroo," Bokuto intervened in a strong voice, standing up again, "A rupture through time and space – how do we reverse it?"

"Uh… um… I'd say… I'd say someone, a superhuman must be provoking it, but… I can't think of any–"

"Think harder!" Bokuto shouted, startling everyone, "You're the only one here with the brains to know what's going on and how to fix it! We're running out of time, so think harder!"

There was a long silence at the other side of the line – so long, they feared Kuroo had disappeared into dust as well.

"The only thing that could break the space-time continuum that I can think of are black holes. Black holes are mostly invisible, but can be found because of their interactions with matterand with electromagnetic radiation, such as visible light–"

"What does that mean?!" Bokuto asked, frustrated to not understand.

"Kenma! Look for powerful electromagnetic fields that might emanate a very bright light!"

Kenma was already typing and on the main screen, a map of Tokyo quickly appeared as he hacked into the satellites that would help him look for electromagnetic fields.

"I know where to go." Bokuto said after a look at the map, "Time to suit up!" He exclaimed, marching in determination to his hero costume and gadgets.

An unknown amount of time ago…

A car honking made Koizumi Tamiko stop abruptly in the middle of the road.

"I'm sorry!" She exclaimed.

The papers she had been carrying slipped from under her arm and fell to the ground. She bent down to gather them all up, but her cup of coffee spilled as well, splashing onto the papers.

"No, no, no, no!" She muttered, gathering the papers and trying to reduce the damage.

She stood up and ran off the road, the honking continuing. Some papers flew away and fell into the sewers, some passersby walked on top of it, leaving ugly dark footprints.

"No, no!"

She gathered the papers, but tripped and scraped her knee. She could tell her tights were torn and as she reached for one of the lost papers, a passerby stepped on top of her hand. She cried out in pain, but she got the paper and stood up. Her file was a complete mess, and her résumé was also completely messed up…

"Crap!" She exclaimed when she noticed the time.

She continued running through the crowd, hurrying to get to her job interview that would decide her future. She arrived five minutes before the time of the appointment and despite all the other girls who were staring at her with wide eyes, she quickly arranged her outfit and hair and make-up. She was sweaty, and her knee was scraped, her hand hurt, but at least, she could make up with her enthusiasm.

"Okay! Tamiko, you can do it!" She told herself, sitting down to wait calmly for the appointment.

She waited, watching the clock. Five minutes, fifteen minutes, half an hour…

"Excuse me, I had an appointment half an hour ago with Nakamura-san," she told the secretary.

"Name?" She asked without even glancing at the young girl.

"Ah, I'm Koizumi Tamiko."

"Nakamura-san will receive you when he is done with the person he is seeing now."

"Oh, I see… Thank you."

She went back to sit, waiting. Half an hour more, an hour…

"She's been waiting forever… have you seen her hair…?" Some passerby whispered.

Tamiko purposefully ignored the gossip around her. She had gone to the hairdresser the previous day, but despite a gut feeling that the lady doing her hair might mess up, she hadn't dared to speak up and ask for her usual hairdresser. Now, her hair was a mess. She had tried rearranging it, but… She had such bad luck, all the time. People didn't seem to see or hear her, and it did nothing to make her feel more confident… She remembered the previous day when she had picked up a thick wallet from a stranger who hadn't even thanked her…

Oh well, people were people, some weren't so rude… It'll be fine, this job interview was her greatest chance. Her luck would turn around.

She pulled at her résumé, in the hopes that it would look less damaged. And she waited another half an hour.

"Excuse me… but I must see Nakamura-san…" She told the secretary once again.

"Nakamura-san is busy at the moment," she answered in a monotone voice without even looking up.

"…Could you please–"

"Nakamura-san will see you when he can," She cut in.

Tamiko held back her sigh and was about to turn around just as Nakamura-san's office opened and he came out, followed by a girl around Tamiko's age, so pretty her heart squeezed in jealousy.

"I'm glad that we have found an agreement, Kobayashi-san," he told her, eying her up and down.

"I'm looking forward to be working for you, Nakamura-san," she answered with a perfect smile.

They walked past Tamiko and she almost jumped out of her own skin when she spoke up.

"Nakamura-san!"

He turned around and looked down at her, frowning in confusion.

"I… I am ready for the job interview that was planned for ten am…" She said with an awkward smile, trembling slightly.

"Oh. Right. I'm sorry, um… what's your name?"

"K-Koizumi Tamiko…" She answered in a breath.

"The job interview is cancelled, I found a new assistant. Good luck."

He continued his way while the girl, his new assistant, remained behind and looked Tamiko up and down.

"You should have gotten here earlier. You might have gotten the job despite… well."

She held back a laugh and walked away, following Nakamura-san like a puppy.

Tamiko swallowed hard and slowly walked back towards her stuff. She gathered the papers and put on her jacket, then walked out of the building. If she hadn't wasted time helping that old lady cross the street that morning, she wouldn't have missed her train and been late… She hadn't really been late, but she could have been earlier…

She took the train and went directly to her part-time job that sucked. She was working as a waitress in a tiny restaurant where the owners overworked her and underpaid her. But she couldn't complain because it was the only job she could get. With the recent events involving the meteor, the economy had been failing which meant, many were fired and looking for new jobs. She had had bad luck even before that though…

It all started when she lost her job where she had been working for four years. The reason was that the boss' daughter needed to be hired and Tamiko was the one deemed replaceable. Then, her boyfriend of two years stole her credit cards and all her money and disappeared. The bank didn't accept this as a good enough excuse, and she was indebted and kicked out from her apartment. She was currently living with a couple of friends and looking for a new job when this damn meteor had ruined the economy and her chances… She had already sold almost everything she had…

She put on her uniform and sighed, before putting on a forced smile.

"You're late!" Was the cook's greeting.

"Still doing job interviews?" His wife mocked, "No one will hire you with hair like that!"

Tamiko swallowed back her pride and ignored her stinging eyes.

Once her time at the shitty job was over, she walked back to her friends' apartment in a slow walk. The night had fallen and she was exhausted. But when she tried to use the key, it didn't work, so she rang at the door.

"Ah, Tamiko-chan!" Emi-chan greeted, opening the door, but remaining in the way.

"I'm sorry, but the key wasn't working," she explained.

"Oh, that's because we changed the keys. You see… um, I talked a lot with Sora and… he doesn't want you around anymore… I'm sorry, but you'll find someone else to go with, right?"

"I…"

Tamiko felt her eyes sting yet again, but before she could say a thing, Emi took a box of Tamiko's belongings and forced it into her arms.

"Thank you for understanding!" She said with a smile as she slammed the door.

Tamiko stared at the door then, slowly, she turned around and walked into the nearest park, sniffing and trying not to cry. Some tears rolled down her cheeks anyway and she wiped them away. Her phone was dead, she had nowhere to go and no one to call. She had no money, no prospects, no nothing…

She opened the box of her belongings. Some clothes, some personal stuff… Emi-chan had kept some of her stuff then…

Her tears dried when she found, in the bottom of the box an old watch. It belonged to her grandfather. He used to say it was his lucky charm and he could always turn the luck around if he tapped his lucky watch.

It hadn't worked in years and now, it was cracked… It hadn't been cracked the last time she had held it.

"I could use some luck…" Tamiko murmured, caressing the watch.

She blinked, realizing that after passing her thumb over the case, it wasn't cracked anymore. Maybe she had seen wrong in the mid-darkness… Her thumb caressed it once again and this time, she watched carefully as light sparkles came from her skin and over the watch. She watched it tick again.

She stopped breathing, staring in awe at this miracle. The watch had been broken and unfixable for years… How could it work again?

Without quite knowing why she did her next gesture, she started to spin the crown to fix the time. She turned it around four times until she was satisfied with the time. And she tapped the watch twice.

When she looked up, it was day time and she was in the middle of the street… the street with her hairdresser where she had gone the previous day. But it was impossible, right?

She looked around and approached the closest passerby.

"E-excuse me, sir, what day is it?"

"Is is Monday," he answered with a smile before continuing.

She had been certain her hairdresser appointment was on Monday, and her job interview on Tuesday. So…

She hadn't dreamt this catastrophe of a day, right? Or maybe…

She looked down at her grandpa's watch that she was still holding… it was still in her hands, and it was still ticking as if it had never been broken.

Someone bumped into her and continued on their way, but she noticed that he had dropped his wallet on the ground.

"Ah–"

She bent down to retrieve it, but before she could call him, she was hit by this déjà-vu and… it wasn't déjà-vu. It wasn't a feeling. She was reliving her Monday. It was her chance to change things around and make her Tuesday a success! This watch really was a lucky charm!

She was about to go after the man who had dropped his wallet, but she remembered how ungrateful he had been the previous day… well, today. Well, the first Monday when she had retrieved it for him. She opened the wallet and saw that it belonged to her ex-boyfriend – he had been so fast she hadn't recognized him! And it was filled with money… more money than she had made in months!

She knew it was wrong, but if she had the chance to change her life, living her day the exact same way as the first time would be useless… right?

With trembling hands, she took the money, and thinking back on what he had done to her months ago, she took his credit cards. He wouldn't notice his wallet missing right away…

She went to the bank and without surprise, the code hadn't changed. So she took as much money as she could from it – he had done it first, it was only fair to do it back at him! And then, she went to her hairdresser appointment, her pockets heavy with money and guilt.

"Takehiko isn't available right now, but I can do it for you," the lady who had ruined her hair the first time said.

"Ah, uh…"

"He won't be available for a while."

"I'll wait," Tamiko said, staring right at the lady.

She stared back at her, then shrugged. And even though she had to wait a lot more than usual, when Takehiko did her hair, it was perfect. She would have her job interview… if she arrived in time and…

She thought back on the very pretty girl who had been hired – so Tamiko went shopping. Over the hours, with the joy and pleasure that kept increasing, it became easier and easier to forget the guilt that it was stolen money. She bought all the clothes and make-up she knew would look perfect on her, and the following day, she got up ready to make a change. In the mirror, she looked perfect.

She put all her papers in her brand-new case then went out in the street to take her train. She saw an old lady struggling to cross the street and she slowed down…

The first time… she had missed her train because she had helped this lady. If she did it again…

She couldn't mess up again. So she crossed the street and didn't look back, thinking on her soon-to-be success.

She heard a car honking and sliding down the road then screams. She whipped around and gasped, her eyes filled with tears when she saw–

Oh no

The old lady… the car, it had–

No, no, no, no! I didn't want this to happen! No!

Her shaking hand grabbed her lucky watch and she watched the second hand and minute hand ticking by. She grabbed the crown and went back a few minutes ago, then tapped the case twice. White light came out of her fingers, illuminated the watch and invaded her vision.

When she looked up she was on the other side of the street and she could see the old lady struggling to cross the street.

"WAIT!" Tamiko shouted, running to the old lady.

Her scream alerted the distracted car driver who stopped before hitting the old lady. Tamiko breathed hard and held out her arm for the old lady.

"Ah, thank you, young lady…"

"I'm so sorry…" Tamiko murmured, still feeling teary-eyed.

"Why are you apologizing? You're helping me, this is the sweetest."

The old lady smiled and gave her a piece of candy once they were on the other side of the street. Tamiko watched her leave, but then, suddenly remembering her train, she startled. She ran to the train station and down the stairs, but thankfully, her train hadn't left the station yet.

"Please! Hold it! Please!" She shouted.

A man noticed her running to it – the first time, he had ignored her. But this time, he held back the door. Tamiko ran through it just before it closed.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" She said, breathing hard after her run.

"You're welcome," he answered, looking her up and down.

She felt ice go through her veins and she stepped away, realizing why he had helped her. She quickly went to take a seat, ignoring him the entire way.

She glanced down at her lucky watch. She could… go back in time with this watch. It wasn't just a one-time thing. She could do it as many times as she wanted, as many times as she needed to change her life, as many times as necessary to have her luck back.

She kissed the watch, silently thanking her grandfather for this wonderful gift.

Tamiko arrived half an hour in advance to her job appointment – she hadn't messed up anything on her way there and she noticed the perfect-looking girl who had been hired the first time. She was arranging her make-up. She was so distracted by her mirror that she didn't notice right away that Nakamura-san arrived – but Tamiko did.

"Nakamura-san! Good morning!" She said with a confident smile.

The other girl stared at her in disbelief while he looked her up and down and paused, then glanced back at Tamiko's face.

"You are… Koizumi Tamiko-san, right? You are early, but if you don't mind I can take you right now for the job interview."

"I would love to, Nakamura-san," she answered.

"Wonderful! There are so many girls, it's a blessing if we can be a little ahead of schedule."

Nakamura-san was enchanted by her perfect résumé and experience. Her manners and appearance were exactly what he was looking for as an assistant. She got the job. Not only was it exactly what she wanted to do, but it came with a great salary and lodging.

Tamiko moved into her new apartment and with her new salary, and with the money she had gotten back from her asshole of a boyfriend, she could settle in nicely. She left her shitty job and Emi-chan helped her move into this new place.

Her life was perfect. Finally.

She stared at her lucky watch and considered putting it somewhere safe and out of reach, so she wouldn't be tempted to use it… but after doing that, she went for groceries and a man stole her bag. She went back home and went back in time, and didn't go out for groceries. She didn't get her bag stolen. Her luck was still there.

The following day there was a big meeting with Nakamura-san and she couldn't let him down. But on her way there, she spilled her coffee on her shirt and… thankfully, she had her lucky watch with her.

I should probably minimize the use of the time watch, she thought to herself as she made sure not to drop anything on her anymore.

But she smiled and went on with her life with an enthusiasm and joy she had forgotten. She kept the watch as reassurance, and to fix little problems such as these. And little by little, she couldn't let go of the watch anymore. She was constantly rewinding time, sometimes a few minutes, sometimes a few hours, sometimes an entire day if she had forgotten something important.

Tamiko thought that there was nothing wrong in getting back what life and cruel people had taken from her – but then, she noticed a car disappearing right in the middle of the road. She thought it had been an illusion until a hole opened in the sky – and a pterodactyl flew out of it.

Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no!

Panicked, Tamiko went back to her home and held her lucky watch, trembling.

If she came back in time before the car disappeared – it might not disappear, right?

So she rewinded time again. And she watched the car disappear once again.

No, no, no, no, no! it's not supposed to happen! It's not supposed to do that! She thought to herself, running back home once again.

Once again, she stared at the watch, her fingers on the crown. What if it was a mistake? What if this car had disappeared and this prehistoric animal had appeared because she was constantly using her watch? But it was a tiny little watch, and she only used it for tiny little things… It couldn't– it couldn't be…

She glanced at the newspaper on the table, seeing the article about Nite Owl and the supervillains that had appeared. Everyone said the meteor had done things to people. What if… it had done things to her watch too? What if it really was dangerous to overuse the watch?

She shook her head, deciding to not use the watch anymore. But when she tried to lock the crown back, it wouldn't. She insisted, trying to get the old watch to work with her but when she forced, the crown got blocked.

"No!" Tamiko exclaimed.

She watched as the hour, minute and second hands started turning round and round, without stopping.

"Stop!" She shouted, throwing the watch on the floor.

Electricity charged the air and tears of panic and fear filled her eyes. She had never wanted this to happen! She had only wanted a little bit of luck!

"Please, stop!"

At the same time…

Nite Owl was running through the city, seeing medieval samurai fighting dinosaurs and people running away when modern objects disappeared and reappeared. It was absolute chaos!

"Bokuto-san," Kenma intervened in his ear.

"Kenma! I can't hear you well! The sound is buffering!"

"The elec- is cau- ring. You- whe- ight?"

"What?"

It sounded of static electricity now. He couldn't hear Kenma's voice anymore. Clicking his tongue, he tapped the side of his helmet, but it didn't help. The in-ear microphone just stopped working. Thankfully, he didn't need Kenma's guidance. The electromagnetic field that was causing this hell was pretty obvious.

Rays of light and sparkles were surrounding a building – where the person causing this might be hiding.

Military trucks suddenly arrived, driving past him at full speed and stopping just before the electromagnetic field. They started setting up a security perimeter and Nite Owl knew he only had a little bit of time before he would be kept away from the superhuman causing this. He thought back on the girl who had been shot by the army. He couldn't let this happen again.

So he ran through a side street and turned around to avoid the most trucks and soldiers. He had planned on taking the back entrance to the building, but there were two soldiers who saw him running.

"Hey! You! Stop there!" They ordered.

"Sorry!" Nite Owl said as he arrived to them and punched them both.

They collapsed, unconscious. Then he walked towards the rays of light that were spinning around like a tornado… He approached with his hand. It was warm and didn't hurt, so he walked through it, shaken a little, but he quickly entered the building. The rays of light were coming from a window on the sixth floor, so he went there directly. It wasn't hard to figure out where to go, he simply had to follow the lights. He entered the apartment in which the windy lights were a lot stronger. He had to lift up his arms to try and see through.

"Hey! Hey, girl!" He called, seeing a kneeling figure in the centre.

She didn't seem to hear him, so he went forward, feeling like he was walking through a typhoon. But even when he thought he'd lose his balance, even when objects of all times hit him, he kept going. He couldn't give up on her and he had to hurry before the soldiers got in and shot her.

"Hey!"

He struggled through the wind and lights, then finally arrived near her where there was not a breeze of air. It was like the eye of a hurricane, completely silent and quiet… if not for the sobs coming from the girl. Her hands let out endless wisps of light that formed the hurricane.

"Hey…" He said, as gentle as he could.

She jumped, whipping around and looking up at him. She tried to move away but he reacted, lifting up his hands.

"Wait, wait, wait! I'm not here to hurt you! I only want to help!"

She hesitated, and he saw a newspaper on the floor, with The Moon's latest article about him. The girl glanced at it then back at him and he smiled.

"Yeah, that's me. Petty cool, uh?"

She didn't answer as he knelt down in front of her.

"What's your name?"

"M-my name is… my name is Koizumi Tamiko…" She said.

"All right, Tamiko-chan, I'm here to help. You know what's happening right now, don't you?"

More tears filled her eyes.

"I… I didn't mean to…! I didn't think the watch would…"

"A watch? What watch?" He asked, frowning lightly.

She showed him what she was holding her hands, and through the endless wisps of light, he could see a watch.

"It used to be broken, it was my grandfather's, and he called it his… his lucky charm. I… I've had bad luck for so long and… and I ended up in the streets with nothing left and no one to count on…"

"Not even friends or family?" Nite Owl asked, titling his head on a side.

"All my family is dead… and my friends can't help, or they decided to stop helping me. I didn't mean to be so helpless! I… it all happened when I lost my job, then my boyfriend stole all my money, and it just kept… spiralling out of control… I hated my life!"

"People… people can be cruel, but some are good too… And I can tell that you are a good person and you've helped many people," he said in a kind voice.

She looked up at him, silent tears rolling down her cheeks.

"What happened? What changed your life around? Is it the watch?" He asked, pointing at it.

"I-I think so… It just, stopped being broken… and when I used the crown, I could go back in time. So I fixed… I… I fixed my life, but I… did terrible things and ruined others' lives by doing so… and now… I can't– I can't control it anymore…"

Tamiko lowered her head and Nite Owl glanced at the watch, the time hands spinning frantically. He approached his hand to touch hers, they were cold. He felt a tingling sensation in his hands and he glanced down, then took off his gloves. His injuries from the saber-toothed tiger were fading away.

"Your power… it's fixing time. It's not turning time, but fixing time." He realised.

"What?"

"You and I… we are superhumans, we became so because of the meteor."

"I… I thought the watch… that the watch was…"

"It's not the watch, Tamiko-chan. It's you. And you can fix this." He said, showing around them, "Look, people are dying and if we don't fix this mess of spacey-time continuity…thingy, they'll keep getting hurt, dying, and disappearing. You must fix this, Tamiko."

"But how?" She asked, lips trembling.

"You know how." He said with a serious gaze.

Tears appeared, and they flew from her eyes because of the wind from the electromagnetic storm she had caused with the use of her power.

"I don't want to go back to that old life…" She admitted, her shoulders dropping as she admitted this.

"We can fix it, that old life of yours, your real life. We can make it better."

"How? You won't remember any of this…"

"But you will. You can find me and if you tell me what happened, I'll believe you, I promise. I work at the Ueno Zoo, you'll find me there. You'll recognize me," he said with a wink. "You're the only one who can fix this, and who can fix your life. So, Tamiko-chan… do you trust me?" He asked, showing her his hand.

She hesitated, before nodding. She put her hand into his. He felt the cold metal of the watch in the palm of his hand just as rays of light came out of her hands. Light invaded their vision.

Tamiko looked up and it was night. She was sitting on the bench in that park and on her knees, she had nothing left, but her box of belongings left by Emi-chan. She looked for the watch, but it wasn't there anymore.

She sighed, leaning against the back of the bench. The night was quiet, it was reassuring. Time and space weren't breaking anymore because of her.

Tamiko didn't remember falling asleep, but she might have dozed off for a little while because suddenly, footsteps resonated. She looked up, hoping for Nite Owl, but instead… several soldiers approached her. They were holding guns, but didn't point them at her.

"Hello," their leader said with a sharp nod, "I am Major General Ushijima Wakatoshi. Are you Koizumi Tamiko?"

"Y-yes…" She answered, frightened.

Ushijima turned towards a lanky guy who approached – he had strange red hair and red eyes that he narrowed as he stared at her. Then, he smirked and Tamiko shivered.

"Oh, you did some terrible, terrible things when you used your power, Tamiko-chan…"

"W-what… what are you…"

"All that money you took… that job you stole from that girl… and you let that old lady die… you are a bad, bad girl…"

Panicking and not understanding what was going on anymore, Tamiko suddenly stood up. Her box of belongings dropping to the ground. Everything scattered but none of the soldiers moved.

"They deserved it! They've had luck their entire lives! I didn't! I only wanted to–"

A swift sound and she suddenly collapsed on the floor, unconscious. There was a purple dart in her neck.

No one in the Shiratorizawa Special Force reacted, except Tendou who tilted his head on a side. Semi sighed and talked into a mic on his collar.

"You didn't have to stop her yet, Yamagata."

"Sorry, I saw her move and I reacted."

"Always the best to defend us, Yamagata-san!" Goshiki exclaimed, turning towards the distant building where he knew their best defence and sniper was, always protecting their backs.

"Take her," Ushijima said, turning around as his men moved to take Tamiko away.

"Ueno Zoo…" Tendou murmured.

"Mm?"

They turned towards Tendou Satori who smirked.

"She thought of the Ueno Zoo. It was her last thought before she was knocked out by Hayate-kun."

Semi, Reon, and Ushijima glanced at each other.

"We might need to look into this, then," Reon said in a calm voice.

At the same time, in Bokuto Koutarou's apartment…

Koutarou woke up with a start. He had had the strangest of dreams… He sat up, but then realized that he was holding something in his hand. An old watch. And he remembered, everything.

He stood up frantically and ran to his phone, then started calling Hinata. It rang many times, but then, a sleepy voice answered.

"Bokuto-san…?"

"Hinata! Hinata you're okay!"

"Uh… Y-yeah, I am?"

"Thank goodness, it worked!"

"What's going on?"

Koutarou hesitated, then shook his head.

"Nothing… go back to sleep."

"Okay… Goodnight…"

The following day, Koutarou waited all day at the Ueno Zoo, expecting Tamiko to show up, but she didn't. Nothing was amiss, no one had noticed anything nor remembered dinosaurs walking through the streets of Tokyo. Tsukishima would be terribly disappointed.

But finally, when after an entire day, no Tamiko came to the Zoo, he sent a message to his team to gather at the Nest. But before that, he went directly to the Miyagi Police Station. He didn't glance at the Shiratorizawa Special Force he walked past, even if one of them, a red-head, was particularly weird-looking.

"Hey! I just received your message!" Kuroo said when he saw him arrive, "What's going on?"

"Do you feel… do you remember nothing?"

"Remember what?" He asked, confused.

Koutarou clicked his tongue.

"Nothing, I'll tell you at the Nest…"

His voice trailed off when he noticed a picture and a file on a police officer's desk. He got closer and without asking, took the file.

"Hey," Iwaizumi said, "That's my file. I need to add her to the list of the missing people."

He held out his hand, expecting the file to be returned to him, but Koutarou just kept staring at the picture. Koizumi Tamiko.

"What… what happened? When did she become a missing person?" He asked frantically.

"Um… her friend tried calling her all day, she was feeling bad for forcing her out or something… She hasn't heard from her and there's no trace of her anywhere. Why? Do you know her?"

"I…"

Koutarou gave the file back to Iwaizumi who stared at him in confusion. He glanced at Kuroo who shrugged, just as lost.

"Not really… but she trusted me… and I failed her…" He said, clenching the broken watch into his hand so hard, he heard it crack under the pressure of his superhuman strength.

"Bokuto?" Kuroo called, starting to sense that there was something weird.

"Let's go…" He muttered, turning around and leaving.

Kuroo followed him from afar, his gaze noticing the way Tendou followed Bokuto with narrowed eyes. Kuroo slowed down, staring at the strange man who was freaking everyone out… Tendou then whipped his head towards him, and froze him at the spot.

"Good day to you, Tetsurou-kun~!" He hummed, continuing his way.

Kuroo glanced over his shoulder, unnerved by the guy. And he knew that something had happened to make Bokuto act so weird…


Next chapter will complete the 3rd gymnasium group! ;)

Yours Truly,

May