AN: Damn. Oikawa is here. That BASTARD. Anyways, let's get on with it. Quick note: As said, chapter titles are REALLY hard! I'm not that skilled at alliteration, my English teacher chose it because it was the one thing she knew I'm BAD at. Which reminds me, please feel free to review if you have any title suggestions at all. But anyway, this is mainly filler, sorry. Enjoy!
-AP

The Charming Captain

Oikawa Tooru fluttered the hearts of all of those he met, and he knew it. Whether it be in fear, in anger or in complete head-over-heels love, he could sway pretty much anybody. He had no idea though, how that made him the best Agony Aunt in Miyagi, because currently, Asahi Azumane, ace of Karasuno, was standing in front of him asking for help when weeks before Daichi Sawamura, Sugawara Koushi and Nishinoya Yuu (THE LIBERO, OF ALL PEOPLE!) had done the same damn thing.

"Am I really this goddamn approachable?! SERIOUSLY?!" He grumbled as the ace bowed. "Get up, you asshole, you'll embarrass us. You and your team are a pain in my ass recently, just so you know. I'm only listening to you because I'm a really, really nice person! Be sure to tell your team that before they throw all their problems on me!" The anxious boy seemed confused, and stuttered for a second, before apologizing and straightening up. He was obviously unaware of the rest of his team's antics. Oikawa sighed.

"Alright, what's going on now?" He had to go to the Grocery store and really didn't fancy a conversation with somebody on the opposing team who on many accounts could count as an ENEMY, but as he said, he was a really nice, empathetic person. Azumane rubbed his arm and looked at the floor. "I didn't mean to come to you. I just passed you on my way to...Well..."

And he explained. And Oikawa listened, and for a split second wondered how the Hell Karasuno kept themselves together all these years. The captain of Aoba Johsai sighed and rubbed the back of his head, pausing to find the right words. "Don't get me wrong, #3, beating up abusers isn't a bad thing. But going up against a non-alcoholic athlete in his thirties is much different than beating the shit out of a 30 year old alcoholic who's overweight and lazy, and at that, with your friends with you. I get it, you know? My boyfriend has a bad dad too."

"Iwaizumi-san has a bad father? He-!" Oikawa held a hand out to stop the other boy speaking and sighed overdramatically before interrupting very loudly, sounding irritated. "'He looks so strong and stuff, you'd never tell!' I've heard it before. I know. But anyway," He put his hand down and then slipped both of them together so he was crossing his arms. "I really wanna fuck up Iwa's dad too. He's a dick. An arrogant, homophobic dick, at that. But I don't, and I especially don't without anybody else around."

The ace looked confronted, slightly like a deer in headlights, and then looked up with an expression that screamed epiphany. "So come with me." He said it matter-of-factly, as if the setter would just agree to go get beaten up and arrested. Tooru took a second to bathe in how dumb it was. "I have a pretty face that isn't going to get broken." He replied, trying to cut past him.

"But Oikawa! What can I do?! I can't just LEAVE him!" The large man protested, putting an arm out and stopping the frustrated third-year in his tracks. Oikawa growled; He really wanted his ice-cream, and it was seriously pissing him off. "Well I can't do anything! I'm not Super Setter or whatever, am I?"Asahi sighed and shook his head. "Sorry for bothering you. I just...I can't make this decision alone..."

"You have a team for a reason, Ace." Tooru grumbled, slipping his arms down so they were on his hips. Now, the ace finally looked confronted. Good. Everyone knew when Oikawa put his hands on his hips, he was pissed off. Azumane let out another particularly sad-sounding sigh. "But I can't tell them, Noya would-!"

"Speaking of your libero, isn't that him?" Oikawa pointed across the road, where Nishinoya was in fact looking around like his younger cousin had gone missing. As soon as his eyes landed on the arm pointing in his direction and then, by association, the huge, now shocked lump of an ace he was probably dating. He rushed over and Oikawa dropped his arm. "ASAHI AZUMANE! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! ARE YOU CRAZY?! "

Oikawa let out a low whistle. "You are in it now, buddy." Azumane shot him a glare as his boyfriend took him by the shoulders, but Tooru stopped his teasing as soon as he noticed how terrified Karasuno's libero was. He was hyperventilating, eyes wide. "Y-you...! YOU IDIOT! Don't you realize how much he could hurt you?! How much BOTH OF THEM could hurt you?! Don't you think I have enough on my plate w-with..." He was throwing his arms around and losing his words, and Seijoh's setter was going to proceed to his location, but wasn't sure whether or not to, so just awkwardly hovered.

"W-with S-Shouyou, and D-dad, and Mom, and you, and my brother, a-and GAMES, a-and..." It was sort of disconcerting seeing Nishinoya like this; Compared to his usual, albeit annoying, attitude, this was heartbreaking. Oikawa suddenly understood Ace-san's anger. It would make sense; Seeing someone thrown out of their nature so violently was frustrating, and Tooru barely knew the guy. Asahi had frozen, so the setter cut in. "Hey, look, libero, chill, okay? You have a lot to worry about, but you can't pretend this isn't affecting Azumane-san too!"

Noya turned, and he looked livid suddenly. "W-w...What would you know?!" He spat like a viper, and Oikawa scoffed a little before relaxing his arms and continuing with an irritated expression. "Only what your ace told me. And honestly, it's a lot. But I told him when he came to me he had to be honest about everything and he was. What I'm saying, kid, is...Your situation is shitty. Your decoy's situation is shitty. Your team's current situation is so OVERWHELMINGLY shitty I wonder how half of you aren't six feet under." He took a breath, happy the libero had calmed and was finally listening. "But your boyfriend here, he's not invincible either. I mean look at him; he's basically made of anxiety, he's freaking out right now just because you yelled at him!" Azumane glared.

"I'm f-f-f-fine." He stuttered, and then covered his mouth as if it was it's fault his voice was shaking. Nishinoya's arms dropped to his sides, and the smaller boy looked ashamed of himself. Before either of them could talk, Oikawa continued. "OK, sure, you're fine and I'm straight. Anyway, Azumane suffers a ton worrying about you! I mean, he panics when you even vaguely hurt yourself, can you imagine how many attacks he's had when he thinks about your situation?! He's suffering and he's angry and he's anxious and he's upset and he wants to protect you, Nishinoya-kun."

The libero looked down and wrapped his arms around himself. "I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't...You d-don't need to worry over-!" Asahi seemed to have regained the spark from before because, despite the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, he stepped forward. "Nothing?! Is that what you were going to say, Noya, that I don't need to worry over NOTHING?!" Nishinoya looked up, and tears were still streaming.

"But you're not, Yuu, you're not nothing! You're-...For fuck's sake, you're my EVERYTHING! You're so much more than what they say to you! You're so much more than nothing!" Azumane was sobbing, and the libero was sobbing, and Oikawa was, yes, actually sobbing.

"That's so sad...You guys kill me..." Oikawa wiped his face with the sleeve of his jacket and cleared his voice. "Right, now, we've got the sobbing out of the way, that's done, what now? And no, Ace, I'm still not coming!" He hissed, and said boy actually laughed as he wiped his eyes, and then looked down, bringing a gentle hand to his boyfriend's face and wiping away the tears with his thumbs. He placed a kiss on the boy's forehead. "I'm gonna save my boyfriend, Oikawa." He turned to the captain and bowed. "Thank you for your help. Really."

"I mean I didn't really-" But they were already gone. "Do anything." He finished with a sigh, shaking his head. Whatever they did, it wasn't his business. The Karasuno team was a considerably sad one, but Oikawa was still pissed off they found him that approachable.

"So you accidentally came out to the opposing team? Seriously, Oikawa?!" Iwaizumi scolded as they lounged on the couch. Oikawa's mother was still at work, whilst his father made dinner. Makoto did a night shift, whilst her husband did a day shift, meaning that for supper, he'd cook, and for breakfast and dinner, she'd cook. Oikawa hated to admit that his father was considerably better at cooking.

Said man walked in with a grin. "That's our son for you." He set two plates of pork curry down in front of the boys, before returning to the kitchen, to clean up before he had his own. Oikawa giggled a little. "Look, it just came out." A loud laugh resonated from the kitchen, and Iwaizumi chuckled a little as his boyfriend grinned. The larger man sighed. "They could hurt you, Oikawa."

"Pfft. With you around? They wouldn't have a chance."

AN: I know this was angsty, which was why I gave you a little helping of fluff at the end. Anyway, feel grateful that I even did this, I took so long brainstorming titles, you have no idea. Once again, feel free to give me any title suggestions. Thank you for reading and review if you enjoyed!
-AP