A/N: Thanks for your comments, they give me life~

Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu

It didn't take long for Kageyama and Hinata to get ridiculously lost in the jungle. In fact, they'd been walking in a straight line (as Hinata had insisted they do for help with navigation lest they get lost – it turned out to be very helpful) for about ten minutes, and now here they were…where again?

"Dumbass!" Kageyama yelled, and Hinata had to quickly duck under the punch that was aimed at his head. "How the hell did you get us lost?!"

"Don't blame me!" The shorter teen shouted back. "You're the one leading us!"

"'Straight line', you said," the setter used his fingers to make air quotes, "'going in a straight line will help with navigation', you said. Well, look where that helpful little thing got us!"

"Um…I don't actually know where it got us…"

"Lost! It got us lost, in a crazy jungle, on a crazy island, in the middle of crazy nowhere!" The raven-haired high school student threw his arms up in the air, coughing under his breath.

"You said 'crazy' way too many times…is your vocabulary really that limited?"

"Dumbass!" Yet again, Hinata had to avoid the incoming attack.

"My point exactly! You always use 'dumbass'! Try something different, or nothing at all!"

"Idiot! Moron! Idiota! Cretino!" He would have continued if the middle blocker hadn't raised his hands. (Idiota and cretino are Italian for idiot and cretin)

"Whoa whoa whoa, don't start getting Italian on me. Hang on- you know Italian?!" Not only did he sound incredulous, but Hinata was also in awe, his eyes sparkling.

Kageyama sniffed proudly. "So what if I do? S'not that big of a deal…"

"Aren't you like…multilanguageable now?"

The setter gave him an expression like he'd grown another head. "What?"

The shorter teen frowned. "What?"

"What sort of word is 'multilanguageable'?"

He scratched the side of his mouth with his index finger. "Um…it means like…you're fluent in a few languages, right?"

Kageyama facepalmed, before sneezing and cursing, followed by a cough and more cursing. "…No. I think you'll find that the word you're looking for is 'multilingual'. Not…whatever the hell your abomination of a word is."

"'Abomi'- the audacity!" Hinata slapped a hand to his chest in mock offense.

The taller volleyball player merely raised an eyebrow. "Do you actually know what that word means?"

"Careful; you're starting to sound like Tsukishima."

"Shut your face right now unless you want me to sneeze all over you."

"Ew, no, gross." Then he frowned again. "Uh…what are we supposed to be doing again?"

"Getting unlost!"

"Is that a word?"

"Yes! Now, find the right direction."

"Hmm…which direction is the treasure in?"

"This is not a treasure hunt."

"Yes, it is."

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is."

"No, this is survival."

"Yes, it – oh wait, never mind."

They fell into silence as they began walking in a (random) direction. This peace was temporarily broken when the setter let loose a loud sneeze. However, it soon returned to the quiet between them.

"Hey-" Hinata broke the silence.

"Oh my God, what now?" Kageyama stared at him.

"Did you know that your sneezes are really loud?"

"I will seriously punch you." Kageyama glared at him.

"Ooh, wood!"

"Are you aware of how stupid you sound?"

"Hmm, well…it's only you, me and the trees that heard."

"God have mercy on my soul if I have to put up with this for the next God knows how long." The taller first-year looked to the dark sky.

"Rude, Tobio-chan~"

"Oh my God, never say that again, you sound just like Oikawa."

Hinata sniggered. "And you sound just like Iwaizumi then." His amusement quickly changed to deep thought. Kageyama feared that the middle blocker's brain might blow up. "Hey…do you think we'll ever see them again?"

"'Course. We're gonna get off this island-"

"No, I mean because they'll be moving onto colleges and universities and stuff now."

"And of course you're not thinking about our current situation. Brilliant." He sighed, before answering properly, "I'm sure we'll see them around and about sometime."

This response seemed to upset Hinata. "K-Kinoshita won't…ever see them again…" He looked as if he was about to cry.

"Look," Kageyama began, catching the other first-year's attention, "if you want a shoulder to cry on…"

"Y-yeah?"

"You're not getting mine."

Hinata gasped in a way which sounded very close to Oikawa's. It was unnerving, actually, how similar it was. "So mean!"

And of course he said that, which happens to be something he says a lot, the setter thought. "Just…stop thinking so hard. Your brain might overload."

"I'm not a simpleton, you know. And I found some good firewood here, if you want to make an effort to help." The middle blocker turned away from his friend/rival and began collecting the stray, dry branches which seemed to pile up next to the trunk of a tree.

Sighing, the first-year aided the other in gathering up the items that they were there to look for in the first place (y'know, before they got hopelessly lost).

"Some of these are wet, though," Hinata murmured, "I hope they still work…"

"They will."

The shorter teen glanced at the other. "How are you so sure?"

"Because," Kageyama replied with a confident sniffle, "I can tell. The majority of these branches are dry, and will definitely light. The ones which are wet may still light. Don't forget about dead leaves, as well."

"Whoa…I never took you for a survival expert!" Hinata grinned.

The setter rolled his eyes and looked away, trying to hide the proud little blush appearing on his face. "I-I wouldn't call myself an expert; I only know some things."

"Either way I- ow!" His reply was cut off as he suddenly squeaked and dropped all the branches he was carrying in favour of clutching his index finger with enough forced that it was starting to cut the circulation off.

"What did you do now?" The sick teen sighed as he looked over, covering a small cough with his hand.

"I - ow ow owie ow – think I have a splinter! I'm gonna die!"

"Oh my God, you are not going to die from a splinter!"

"But it huuuuuurts!"

"Of course it does; you have a little piece of wood stuck in your flesh!"

"Eww, don't say that!"

"Stop yelling at me and stay still!"

"Why what are you going to- OW! DON'T DO THAT!" Hinata screeched as Kageyama snatched his injured index finger and squeezed it.

"For the love of God, stop squirming! You'll only make it go in deeper!"

This seemed to make the middle blocker freeze, enabling the setter to see the top of the tiny piece of wood. Luckily, it wasn't deep, but it could have easily gone in deeper. It stuck out of the skin, but he didn't know if it would break, so he had to be careful.

Typical, we don't have any tweezers or sanitary places to wash it, the raven-haired first-year thought as he clicked his tongue. I suppose I have no choice but to use my nails to gently rip it out. He shuddered at the thought. I may not want to do it, but I have no choice.

Taking a deep breath, Kageyama held Hinata's finger in a vice grip with one hand whilst the other curled into a fist, save for the index finger and thumb, which would act as tweezers. Sure, he hadn't filed his nails in a week or so as he was preparing to do it during the trip, but they weren't long enough to be labelled as 'stand-in tweezers'. Well, they'd just have to do.

Carefully, he positioned his finger and thumb on either side of the splinter, which was slightly diagonal, and resisted the urge to sneeze. Lord knows what would happen if he sneezed while removing a splinter. There was a chance that it would go further in, rip a line through his finger, perhaps even come out and then stab one of them somewhere…well, maybe the last one was a bit far-fetched but hey, it only added to his resolve not to sneeze during the mini-operation.

"Brace yourself and try to keep your hand still, okay?" Kageyama spoke in a gentle yet commanding tone.

"E-eh? What are you-" Hinata had no time to react as the taller teen gripped the splinter with his finger and thumb and quickly tugged it clean out, thankfully in one piece. The sound of loud, colourful profanities filled the air as the middle blocker hopped around as if he'd broken his foot, clutching his finger and somehow shaking his entire arm at the same time. How he managed to do that and not lose grip on his finger remained a mystery.

"Why are you hopping? You have literally just had a splinter taken out. And if you're not careful, you're gonna take my eye out." Kageyama frowned, ducking under Hinata's hand as it nearly hit him in the face.

"Owwwww…why would you do that?!"

"Errr…because it had to come out?" Sarcasm dripped from the setter's voice, which earned him a glare.

"Couldn't you have been more gentle?"

"That was gentle."

"No, that was aggressive."

"Would you rather me have done it slowly?"

"Yes."

"It would have been more painful."

"…It was fine the way it was."

"That's what I thought."

"Stop smirking! Your smugness will be the end of you!"

"Hardly."

"Your sarcastic remarks remind me of a certain someone…"

"Don't you dare say it."

"…by the name of Tsukishima."

"Tsk, you said that. You sinner."

"Your face is a sin!"

"I will seriously punch you."

"Sure. If you end up knocking me out, then you'll have to carry both me and the firewood back."

"No, I'd leave you."

Hinata gasped. "So mean!"

"Once again, you sound like Oikawa."

"Less talking, more collecting stuff for the fire."

"Don't order me about you bloody wimp."

"Hmm, I know what a wimp is, but not a 'bloody wimp'." Hinata replied sarcastically.

"I will seriously punch you."

"Already said that. Never actually did it, so…"

"God have mercy on my soul if this is what I have to deal with for the next three years."

"Hey, Kags?"

"Kageyama. Don't shorten my name like that; it creeps me out."

"Do spiders creep you out?"

"Uh…why?"

"'Cause there's one on your head."

"Wh-what?! Get it off get it off get it- I mean, uh…" He trailed off, clearing his throat awkwardly. Trying to act casual, he reached up a hand and ran it through his hair, shaking his head as he did so.

Hinata sniggered. "You gullible fool! There was no spider!"

Kageyama raised an eyebrow. "You dropped your pocket." He snorted with laughter as Hinata looked down, trying to find his 'dropped pocket'. "Dumbass! You can't drop your pocket!"

"Ooh, I am so gonna get you back for that!"

"Sure. You say-"

"The price of my love's not a price that you're willing to pay~"

Kageyama's face was void of emotion as he slowly turned to look at his companion. "You did not just make that reference."

Hinata grinned. "Oh, I did. And I'm not taking it back."

"You are Hamilton trash. I didn't actually know this beforehand."

The shorter teen shrugged. "Trash and proud."

"Oh my God."

"Wait…"

"What now?"

"How did you know it was Hamilton?"

Kageyama stuttered over his response. "Uh…I-I…y-you-"

Hinata pointed at him, eyes wide. "You're Hamilton trash as well!"

He blushed, which confirmed it.

"I can't believe we have something in common that's not relevant to volleyball."

"Don't tell anyone about it; this stays between us. Got it?"

"I won't say a word."

"Good. God, I can only imagine what Tsukishima would say. He's too damn smart for his own good. I don't know if he's got attitude or is just naturally an ass."

Hinata smirked. "Soon that attitude may be your doom~"

Instead of facepalming (although he almost did), Kageyama joined in as they began singing the rest of the song.

In fact, by the time they'd collected the necessary firewood (albeit Hinata was careful with his finger) and had nearly got to the beach, they'd bonded over singing songs. How odd.

However, their voices died down as the trees began to thin. "Remember; don't say a word to anyone." Kageyama hissed in his ear.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. C'mon; I can't actually see where we're going. Speaking of- how did you see my splinter?"

"I eat carrots." He replied bluntly.

The middle blocker rolled his eyes. "Helpful."

"Dumbass!" Hinata had to duck under a fist which almost caused them both to drop their loads. "Carrots are supposed to help you see in the dark!"

"Why are you angry as you're telling me that?!"

"'Cause you're a dumbass!"

"What sort of logic is that?!"

Yeah…it didn't take long for them to revert to their normal selves.

Ukai bit his lip, his mind blank. Yachi had just said that she thought Yamaguchi was going into shock. But how did you help someone who was going into shock again? He couldn't remember. Couldn't people die from shock?

Numbly, he set Tanaka down in the sand, and walked over to Yachi.

"C-coach, you have to help!" She repeated.

He made no reply, instead just staring at Yamaguchi blankly. What…am I supposed to do again? I…can't seem to remember… His thoughts trailed off and he swallowed.

"Ukai!" Daichi's voice filtered through his ears, and he perked up a bit. "You're the only adult here! We're relying on you to help us! Don't let us down!"

This seemed to clear his mind and sharpen his senses. Ukai nodded with a burst of confidence. "Keep treating his injury. Make haste; time is of the essence in our present situation."

Grateful to have some sort of job towards helping her friend, Yachi dunked the cloth into the water again, before continuing her task of cleansing the wound. She found it unnerving that her 'patient' didn't react at all. He just…stared, with unfocused eyes. To make things worse, his breathing still seemed to be increasing (if at all possible), and she fretted that he might pass out from lack of oxygen.

So engrossed she was in her worries, Yachi didn't register that Tsukishima had taken the cloth from her and was murmuring something over and over to Yamaguchi, as well as talking to her.

"Hmm…what?" She frowned, surprised that she wasn't listening. Normally she was a very attentive person; of course, the situation she – they - were in was anything but normal.

Tsukishima sighed with impatience and irritation. "I said I've got this. You can go."

"O-oh. Are you sure? I mean-"

"I'm sure. Now give us some space, will you? Let Coach come closer as well."

Wordlessly, the first-year manager backed off, opening up her space to Ukai, who quickly took it and grasped Yamaguchi's wrist to check his pulse.

"His heart rate's too fast, but how can we slow it without a defibrillator or hospital care? There's no IV around here, nor any spare blood, so what can we do?"

"We're baaaaack!" A sudden loud voice startled almost everyone in the group, and they all simultaneously (except Yamaguchi of course) looked up to watch as Kageyama and Hinata returned, each carrying lumps in their arms which the rest presumed to be firewood.

It didn't take Kageyama long to sense the tension in the rest of the club members, and he frowned, placing the branches and dead leaves on the sand gently. "What's going on? Is Yamaguchi okay?"

"I'd be lying if I said yes." Ukai muttered, audible enough for the first-year to hear. After all, the beach was practically silent and void of life, save for the shipwrecked people.

"O-oh. Is there anything I can do to help?" Hinata asked, concern etched onto his face.

"No, I'm afraid not. Except build a fire, but there isn't any sunlight to use the lens of someone's glasses to spark a flame, nor is there time to get a rock. I would suggest my lighter, but…" He trailed off with a sigh. "I looked for it before we crashed, but I couldn't find it. I think Nishinoya nicked it while I wasn't looking; Lord knows what for, but I know it wasn't for smoking."

Tanaka, who had been only half-listening, was struck to attention at the mention of his friend. He quickly scanned the group of people, ignoring the way the world seemed to be tilted, and discovered, much to his horror, that Nishinoya was not among them.

"Oi…" He spoke up, struggling to keep his voice calm.

Sugawara glanced at him. "What's wrong, Tanaka?"

"Where's Nishinoya?"

A/N: Haha, cliffhanger~ Ish. Whatever.

This story is full of depressy angsty stuff in every chapter, so I thought 'hey, there's Kageyama and Hinata alone in the jungle! Let's add some humour to lighten the moment!' So there, I've explained myself.

And yes, I'm Hamilton trash, and I'm proud. To all those who were wondering if I'd forgotten Noya…next chapter, you will learn all… *sinister laughter*

Bye~