Church Trilogy-THE HOLY TRINITY

Author's Warning: The author has no idea the accuracy of this content, please don't be offended if I get anything wrong. Much of content is based off of popular myths and such, so please feel free to skip these three chapters if you think you don't want to read it!

Editor's Warning: The E/Ns in these three chapters are going to be offensive to some people. Mainly anyone who believes in God. I mean no offense and I am just putting my opinion in. (E/N lol I'm an atheist XD)

Also, I don't own Haikyuu.

10. Suga's POV

"Dear Father, please keep my family and I safe. Amen." It was a normal day for Suga Koushi. As a priest of the Catholic Church, he said his evening prayers after meals, and was prepared to go to sleep.

That day, Thursday, he volunteered to be the one to finish up evening prayers and blow the candles. He was in the main cathedral, admiring the stained glass and soaring arches, when the first candle went out. He jumped as one by one, the candles were turning into wisps of smoke.

(E/N wait hold up. So random thought I had: Suga is gonna be gay in this yet he is a priest? Of Christianity? Okay, whatever XD)

His vestment rustled as he ran for one of the altars, where there was holy water (E/N HOLY WATER DON'T WORK AGAINST THE URGES BI- I need to calm down) and a Bible, for he knew was in the presence of something unholy.

(E/N Unholy? Must be me. - Bisexual Atheist 2017) He lit a candle.

"Dear Father, please, in all of your mercy, spare me, protect m-"

He was cut off as he felt that very candle he had just lit a minute ago, extinguish.

"Hello, Koushi." A voice slid its way down his spin. His hands still clasped together in prayer tightened to keep from shaking. By whose right did they have to call him that?

"W-who are you?" The presence was behind him, he could feel it. The hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end. He was frozen in fear. He felt a queer limb slide its way around his waist. "W-what do you want from me?" (E/N lol sorry for so many of these but I must. QUEER IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE)

He felt breath on the shell of his ear. "Well, there's many things I want. Chaos in the world, to be free of the chains of Hell… you."

(E/N embrace the chains of hell, amateur)

Suga drew a sharp gasp. And just as it came, the presence was gone. Suga felt sick. The voice was male. This was wrong. He whirled around, but there was no one there, just the darkness. Was he dreaming? Was this God's test?

Daichi's POV

This fellow demon was flapping his poor wings as fast as devily possible back into the Underworld.

Just what the Hell did you think you were doing?

He didn't mean to, he swore it on the sweaty pits of Satan. He didn't expect to say those words to anyone, he hadn't thought he could, especially to a priest.

"Ohoho, Daichi," Kuroo mused. "Is this real? Daichi Sawamura flirted with the priest."

"Ohoho?" Bokuto said, "Is that so? Man, our innocent boy is growing up!"

"He's had his eye on this one for a while now, hasn't he?"

"No I haven't!" He protested, but it was no use. He could feel his face flushing. "Besides… at this point, he'd never like me back. I'm probably the most blasphemous thing he'd ever see, an abomination."

"Cheer up! Iwa-chan fell for me! Mr. Refreshing won't take too long," Oikawa said.

"Ha! In your dreams, King."

"Hey! It's still working in progress!"

"Anyways, it's an improvement, Daichi. I'm sure it won't take you that long to seduce him." Bokuto said.

"Uh, you guys are talking about Sugawara Koushi," Daichi groaned. It made him shiver saying his name. "He's like the purest priest ever."

"True," Moniwa flipped out a clipboard. "Let's see… Signs up for missionaries…. Has wanted to be a priest since forever… gives charity… volunteers for everything. Well done, Daichi. Out of all seven billion sinners, you pick the one that doesn't sin. Way to set your standards high."

The demon was about to protest again, his tail flicking with nervousness, but there really wasn't anything to help his case. "You're not wrong…"

Suga's POV

It has been two weeks. Two weeks of constant praying and fasting. Nonstop. Suga couldn't sleep. He received odd stares, but merely told the community he wasn't feeling well. The encounter with the mystery man had seared itself into his mind. No, it wasn't a man. He may have had a male voice, but there was no way it was human. But how could it not have been? Was it true? Did demons exist? Surely, Suga thought, if God does then so do they… but how?

(E/N *triggered atheist*)

He poured over texts that spoke of demons and the Devil's minions. It made him shiver. Could that limb be a tail? Demons had tails, horns, and wings. It was possible. He didn't dare to tell anyone about this. They would have thought him mad.

He felt himself flailing in confusion. God, please give me guidance. Allow me your light.

Suga had done his best not to sin. Since his best friend died of a car crash in elementary school he had devoted him to God. Maybe he could see his friend someday once more in Heaven. Now, that seemed unlikely. Was he damned to Hell? A demon was there. He lied next to his brothers, wondering and wondering. Perhaps he was really going mad. (HAHA His friend didn't go to Heaven, hint hint)

He realized with horror that he was craving for another meeting. He wanted to know. Who was he? What was he? He'd replay the short conversation in his head over and over again, but stopped every time before he said… 'you.' That word rang throughout his head like bells on Christmas Day. It still sent shivers down his spines.

Goodness, Suga, control yourself.

But he couldn't help himself. Every night, he ran simulations of the event through and through.

One the first day of the third week, his secret wish was granted. Finally, he summoned the courage to volunteer. Relieved their fellow man was back to normal again, the community quickly agreed. He steeled himself for the worse as he stepped into the candle-lit cathedral.

Daichi's POV

"Hey, lover boy," Kuroo called.

"Don't call me that!"

"Look who's venturing back."

Daichi's heart skipped a beat. A familiar silver haired man was walking back into the cathedral.

"I d-don't think I s-should interfere with t-this."

"Hey, hey, hey! If you aren't, we'll do it for you!"

Oikawa pranced by. "It's not everyday to find priests out there. I'll go too to meet this sugar."

Daichi felt flushed. The normally calmed demon was having a roller coaster of emotion. "Fine,

fine! I'll go! Just… don't mess around."

"That's more like it."

"Have fun!"

He sighed as he rose above Hell. Hidden in the shadows, he watched Suga as he lit the candles once more.

"Dear Father, please protect me and lead me in your light as you have graciously done so." He watched intently. "I… I have a confession."

What! This… is a confession?

He leaned forward from his perch, trying to listen in.

"I have been visited by something else. Perhaps of your archangels. It doesn't matter anymore. I seek guidance about my feelings. I… want to see him again. Is this wrong?"

Lucky him, Daichi lost his grip and began to fall. He teleported without thinking and ended up sprawled on the ground, not a scratch. He got up and started to disappear back into shadow when a solid hand stopped him.

"You.." Suga looked into his eyes. There wasn't a hint of disgust in his eyes. Beautiful, Daichi thought.

"Uh… s-sorry about that last time," Daichi stuttered. Very smooth.

"O-oh, that's o-okay." Was he… shy? Suga averted his eyes. "A-are… are you a demon?"

"Yes."

"I'm not… supposed to… talk to them. But… I think you are okay."

They both laughed. A shy, small laugh, but still, it was there.

"I'm Daichi, Daichi Sawamura"

"Suga, Sugawara Koushi."

(E/N lol)