AN: Here it is! Part two. I left it a while for suspense...That decision was the one that actually sucked my English teacher into my stories, haha. She said she was surprised how dark I could be, too. But oh well! Anyway, here it is! Enjoy!
-AP
The Salty Setter - Part Two
When he threw open the door of the house, the team miraculously following him, for some reason, he was greeted with something he didn't expect. Bottles littering counters, some cracked on the floor, with brown-red staining the pieces. Kageyama let out a growl when he realized it was dried blood. He had no idea about the extent of his dear decoy's injuries, but seeing the place where it happened destroyed him more than knowing.
Tanaka and Noya had stayed behind. Noya volunteered to, and Tanaka was, strangely, very emotional. So, the team's reaction was...quiet. Very quiet. Tobio barely moved, letting their captain step in front of him and take charge. "Suga, Ennoshita, Yamaguchi, you guys go get Hinata's clothes and belongings. Quietly." The three nodded, creeping upstairs.
Daichi turned to his teammates and took a deep breath, and then let out another whisper. "I'm not gonna lie, this could get ugly. Be prepared for anything. Hisashi, Narita, wait outside and call the cops." The two second-years shakily nodded, slipping wordlessly out of the house once again. It wasn't long before the man watching television sensed the presence in his house, and stormed out into the hallway. "OI! DUMBASS! Where do you think you've BEE-?!" He obviously expected his son, looking up at the looming team. Asahi had immediately stepped forward, both him and Daichi in protective stances.
"What the fuck are you kids doing in my house?! Who's upstairs?! THE FUCK?!" Daichi scowled, expression dark. The two first years behind them shuddered. They'd seen their captain angry, sure, but this was different. The look on the teen's face was nothing short of bloodthirsty. "You have no right to ask us what the fuck we're doing here. You're the one who put your own son in the hospital."
"WHAT I DO WITH MY SON IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!" The drunken man threw a punch at Sawamura, who ducked, before tripping him with a sweeping kick. "It's definitely my business." The teen growled, grabbing the dark-haired man by the collar and lifting him back up. "But I'm not the one you need to worry about right now."
That was right. The man suddenly looked terrified at the wall in front of him. 190cm Tsukishima, who looked just about ready to kill someone. The other two, making up the tallest trio on their team, were staring at their enemy with fire in their eyes. Kageyama, glaring at the pathetic sod in front of them, had no idea the other two could even look this angry.
Daichi let go of the man, and Kageyama and Asahi both immediately let rip, promptly beating the crap out of him. Tsukishima stood to the side with his captain and shrugged at the questioning look. "I'm not much of a fighter. I'm just here for the scare factor." Unfortunately, the devil of a father got a couple punches in, but soon, he was out cold, and both Azumane and the setter had bloody knuckles, the ace sporting a bloody nose and knocked-out tooth, and the first-year having a very prominent black eye. The three sent upstairs creeped down. Suga was standing in front in a protective, motherly position, with a suitcase in one hand, the others following with Hinata's school bags and gym kit.
The sirens started from a distance as the seven went outside to join the two terrified second-years, Asahi pinching his nose and cocking his head up to stop the bleeding. Kageyama was looking strangely at the ace, and Daichi asked what was wrong, immediately checking the setter for a concussion, but finding no signs of one. The raven-haired boy just shrugged. "Asahi...he took all the hits. Literally. If he was throwing a punch, Asahi-senpai pushed me out of the way." His eyes were shining with some sort of newfound respect.
It wasn't long before the police arrived. The constable looked at Daichi when the now conscious but bloodied man was dragged out of the house in handcuffs, but the captain shook his head and gestured to the two still-panting teens. The policemen rattled off the man's rights, before shoving him into a car. The chief sighed, shaking his head and hopping into a video van. "You're definitely one of a kind, Sawamura Daichi."
They returned to the hospital with Hinata's things, the boy's mother thanking them and taking the bags off of the team. When she saw the injuries of the furious Kageyama, she sighed, and glanced at the floor. "I-I...I suspected something, honestly. But I didn't think Kiro-san would ever...He always favouritized Shoyo. I never..." She started crying, and it wasn't long before most of the team was sobbing too. Daichi sighed to himself and ruffled the hair of a still-sobbing Tanaka. "What am I gonna do with you all, huh?"
They decided Noya and Kageyama should be the ones to tell the sick boy of his father's fate, and neither protested, marching down the hall dutifully, but opening the door gently. "Shoyo." The libero basically cooed it, and the ginger boy looked up, smiling weakly at his friends, assuring them that they should just go home; He was fine, he promised. "That's not why we came in, though we wouldn't go home ANYWAY, you silly crow." Nishinoya said, shaking his head.
Kageyama sat next to the bed and looked directly into the dimmed eyes of his sunshine. "You're safe now, Hinata. It's done. You're safe." The young boy let out a confused mumble of 's-safe?' before gasping as he realized. "W-what did you guys do?!" Noya laughed a little, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, just pointing at the setter. "I wasn't there. I stayed with Ryuu." Tobio shrugged and Shoyo looked at him, as if a fire had been lit under him.
"Please tell me you beat the shit out of him?" That caused both of the other boys to burst out laughing at how excited the decoy seemed. Then again, who wouldn't be excited about seeing such a bad person get what they deserved? The setter nodded, poking his black eye a little, and shaking his head at his friend's concern. "This is nothing. Asahi took most of the hits. He didn't come back, though. He said he had 'something to take care of'." Nishinoya flinched suddenly, brows furrowed, and then looked up. "W-where did he head?"
"Down south, why?" The libero's eyes widened, and he quickly said he needed to go, before bolting out of the room faster than a cheetah on steroids. Hinata looked down. Him and his setter were alone...Why did that make him so nervous? Kageyama seemed to notice too, a dust of red suddenly appearing on his cheeks as they made eye-contact. "He's really gone, huh?" Hinata asked, and Tobio was relieved to see the fire in his eyes. He nodded, smiling widely at the boy he loved.
It had been three months since Hinata's dad got arrested. The ginger boy was out of the hospital, but had to see a therapist once a week from now on. He originally complained, but his mother refused to have it changed. There were still questionable scars, but nobody wanted to ask because nobody wanted to know. Those who wanted to, did. Those who didn't stayed blissfully clueless. Noya had started living full-time with Asahi, and neither of them minded that.
It was okay.
Practice was just about over, and Daichi's wide smile put up their spirits, as usual. Coach Ukai talked through plans for games, Takeda-Sensei explained that another training camp was nearing. It was normal. Everything was fine. And Kageyama realized how much he liked it this way. How much he liked it, surrounded by a team that enjoyed his presence as much as he did theirs.
Because it was already 10PM, the team didn't bother getting changed, most just slipping on their team-jackets and tracksuits over their practicing clothes, and changing their shoes. As the last of the elder students filed out of the club room, Hinata looked up at the setter who's back was slowly fading. "TOBIO!" The raven-haired boy jumped at the use of his first name, his face bright red. He turned to face the fiery boy.
"Throw me some tosses."
"That...goes without saying."
AN: *sobs* this makes me cri erritim...OK but in all seriousness. This one's a bit rushed, I've been considering rewriting it, what do you guys think? Remember to review if you liked or have any criticism! Thanks for reading!
-AP
