A/N: Day 13, and today's theme is; If you make a paper airplane and send it flying, it will always reach your soulmate. You can write messages on it and include/draw pictures, etc, and even try to follow it.

Fly Away Home

Hinata stared out the window, resting his chin in his hand as he watched rain stream down the windows in an endless river. How long would it rain for? He couldn't send any airplanes while it was raining, not to mention there was nowhere to practice volleyball, and nothing fun to do inside.

Mouth turning downwards in a tiny frown, Hinata huffed and turned his attention back to the front of the room, where his teacher was scribbling something on the board, droning on about some historical event Hinata could care less about. In the front row, he could see his friend Izumi studiously taking notes, and made a mental note to ask him to copy them later. There was no way he could pay attention today. Rain always made his head fuzzy and his concentration weak.

With a sigh of boredom, he tapped his pencil eraser against the desk, looking down at the note that sat on it, already folded into a perfect paper airplane, with little butterflies drawn on the wings. He'd had it made and sitting on his desk for about four hours, but the rain still had yet to let up, so he hadn't gotten the chance to send it yet. If he looked around, he could see that several others had done the same as him, paper airplanes sitting on the edges of their desks, waiting for the storm to stop to be sent off.

Sure, he could send the airplane through the rain. It would still find his soulmate, no matter what. But it was pointless. By the time it reached them, it would be a soggy mess, ink smeared across the wet paper, words unintelligible. Hinata clicked his tongue in annoyance. Rainy days were always irritating.

After the school day ended, Hinata started walking towards the bike racks, hood pulled up and hands stuffed in his pockets to protect him from the merciless rain, which still poured down heavily, like a dam had split wide open in the sky, dumping all of its water down on them. Hinata glanced up from under his hood and sighed. "Aw, man, it just keeps coming!"

"Shō-chan!"

"Huh?" Hinata turned right as Izumi came to a stop in front of him, panting. "Shō-chan... wait... for me." He pulled up the hood of his raincoat and straightened with a smile. "I'm going this way today so I thought I'd walk with you. You didn't forget that airplane you made earlier, did you?"

"Em..." Hinata dug around in his bag, face quickly morphing into a panicked expression. "What?! I can't believe I forgot it! You go on ahead, Izumi-kun!" He waved his friend away and started sprinting back towards the school building, trying not to slip in the rain. "How could I forget it? I hope they didn't lock the classroom already..." He rounded a corner and kicked his way up the stairs, nearly tripping in his hurry, shaking the rain from his clothes. "Oh no... What if they threw it away?!"

He made it to the room and skidded to a stop, gasping for air. "Oh, thank goodness!" He sagged in relief seeing that the classroom door was still open, even though the room itself was empty. Carefully, he stepped past the threshold and jogged over to his desk, smiling in relief when he saw that the airplane was still there.

Reaching out, he closed his fingers around the paper and plucked it off the desk, smiling down at the decorated wings. "What a relief... It was still here." He paused with the airplane pinched between his thumb and forefinger, blinking out the window, startled. "What..."

Slowly, he made his way around the desk and pushed the window open, squinting out into the sunshine with a confused frown. "That's weird... It was just pouring a few seconds ago, wasn't it?" Outside, raindrops dripped off leaves, and birds floated lazily in the sky, which was a clear blue and held no sign of the previous storm. "How strange..." Hinata trailed off, staring out at the horizon.

"Huh. Well, I guess I can send this now." He pushed open the window further and leaned out, readying the paper airplane for flight, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger and cocking back his arm. "Alright, here we go!" With all his strength, he launched it forwards, watching with a light laugh as the paper structure cut straight through the air like a bird.

"Fly away home!" He yelled after it with a wide smile. "Go find Kageyama!"