After class ended, Shoyo bolted to the front of the room to get answers from Takeda. His head spun with questions upon questions about what he meant.

"Based on our information, the villains have been after you," Takeda explained. "During the first field trip, you learned that you and Kageyama were both potential targets, right?" Shoyo nodded, afraid of where this was headed. "And your recent attack was from a childhood friend. One who kept saying it was 'all for you', if I'm not mistaken." Shoyo nodded again. "The heroes believe these two events are connected. Which means you're the main target."

"M-me?" Shoyo stuttered. "But why me?"

"That's what we're trying to find out," Takeda sighed. "I'd love to tell you, but none of us know. What did your friend say to you when he attacked?"

"I-I don't know for sure," Shoyo said, his head hurting from all of the information being crammed into his brain. He sat down. He wanted to throw up or cry or both. "I was in Tsukishima's box thing most of the time."

Kageyama came into the room and sat next to Shoyo. "I heard everything he said, Mr Takeda."

"I'm all ears."

Kageyama nodded and explained everything that Sekimukai said to Shoyo. He told the teacher about the strange threats to his safety, his "everything is for you" speech, even the disgusting way of "showing his love". When he finished, Takeda nodded.

"I understand. So it's more serious than I thought." Takeda wrote something on a piece of paper. "I guess we'll have to," he muttered to himself. He looked up at Shoyo and Kageyama. "Thank you for your information, you two. Please go to lunch now."

Kageyama nodded and grabbed the shell shocked Shoyo by the arm. He dragged him out, throwing him the occasional glance. Shoyo barely noticed, however. He was stuck in his brain, mind swimming with more questions. Why would they want him? Who's behind all of it? Would people get hurt because of him?

"Hey!" Shoyo was snapped out of it by a slap on the back of his head. He glared up at Kageyama's annoyed face. "Get your head out of your butt. It's annoying me."

"Oh," Shoyo sighed, starting to space out again. "Sorry."

"Dude, what's wrong with you?" Kageyama demanded, stopping them in the middle of the hallway.

"Nothing," Shoyo answered. He turned to go towards the cafeteria again.

Kageyama stopped him, turning him back towards the black haired boy. "Hinata, answer me honestly. Are you okay?"

Shoyo wriggled away from Kageyama. "I said I'm fine. Since when do you care, anyway? You're usually only on my case when you're at a disadvantage."

"First of all, stop using big words," Kageyama commanded. "Second of all, it's not like I don't care. We're friends, aren't we?"

When Kageyama said "friends", Shoyo felt a pit drop in his stomach. "It's being friends that's the problem."

"What?" Kageyama got closer, leaning down to be more level with Shoyo. "You're not making any sense, shorty."

Shoyo pushed him away from himself. "Don't stand so close." He felt his heart rate rise. "You're so infuriating."

"What did I say about the big wor-"

"Oh, so you're annoyed because I'm using big words that you don't understand?" Shoyo provoked. "Another example of your self serving attitude."

"You're not making sense!" Kageyama stepped closer, causing Shoyo to back up. "What has gotten into you? Just this morning, you were just fine." He pushed his black bangs back with his hand. "Heck, just ten minutes ago, you were acting weird, but not mad at me."

Shoyo glared at him, his face heating up. "You're so- gosh, I hate you so much."

"Friends don't fly off the handle at friends like this, Hinata," Kageyama warned.

"What do friends do, then?" Shoyo challenged, taking a step toward Kageyama. Kageyama, seeming threatened, stepped back. "Do friends lie to each other for years? Do friends force their friends to fight for them? Do friends literally stab each other in the back?"

"If this is about Sekimukai, he wasn't really-" Kageyama started, but Shoyo stepped closer and cut him off.

"If he wasn't really my friend, then what was he?" Shoyo interrogated. "Was he just pitying me that entire time?"

"Yeah, I guess," Kageyama said, sounding completely unsure.

"Then what about you?" Shoyo accused. "Are you pitying me, too? Because before you and I had sleepovers, before we practiced sports out back, before any of that, that's what Seki and I did. It feels the exact same, except with someone taller."

Kageyama made a face. Shoyo couldn't tell if it was offended, considering, or both. "If you really feel that way, then why don't we just...break up?"

"That sounds great to me!" Shoyo shouted. "Starting from this moment, we're not friends anymore."

Shoyo turned about face and stomped off to the cafeteria. At that point in the argument, they had gathered a crowd. The sea of people parted for Shoyo to pass, allowing Kageyama to follow soon after.

Instead of sitting at his usual table with his friends, Shoyo sat at a table alone. He ate his lunch slowly while thinking about his argument. He had been thinking about cutting ties with Kageyama ever since the battle with Sekimukai, but was that moment too soon? He hadn't taken Kageyama's feelings about the matter into account, but if he was put in danger because of Shoyo, he would understand. Right?

After getting home from school that day, Shoyo had to pack up his things for the dorms. He set a couple of his shirts in his suitcase, thinking about what happened that day. He learned the villains were after him, he "broke up" with his best friend, he sat alone at lunch. The only good thing about that day was training, and even that was subpar.

"Knock knock," a young voice said at his door.

"Not now, Natsu," Shoyo scolded, folding another shirt and putting it into his suitcase.

"Sho," Natsu whined. "Why are you mad today?"

Shoyo exhaled rather loudly. "Natsu, I can't play right now. I need to pack."

Natsu screwed up her face. "You're being a big meanie today. And where's Tobio? I haven't seen him in forever."

"He's never coming back, Natsu," Shoyo snapped. Natsu's eyes started tearing up. "Just get out of my room, okay? Leave me alone." He ruffled his wings up to look bigger.

Natsu sobbed. "You're mean! We're not friends anymore!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

"Fine!" Shoyo shouted back. "I didn't even want to be your friend!" He then dropped his voice to a quieter tone. "It's better for you, anyway." There was a knock at his door. "Natsu, I said-!"

"Shoyo?" It was his mother. "Can I come in?"

"Oh," Shoyo said. "Come in."

His mother walked in and closed the door behind her. She looked concerned and upset at the same time.

"Shoyo, what is going on with you?" she asked, kneeling down next to him. "You never yell at Natsu."

"It's nothing, Mom," Shoyo answered, continuing to pack.

His mother put her hands on his to stop him. "I know it's stressful, being grounded, having to move out for school. You're not grounded anymore, by the way." She paused for an answer, but Shoyo stayed silent. "If you just tell me what's going on, I can help you."

"I know, Mom," Shoyo said, putting more things into his suitcase.

He wanted to tell her everything. The reason for the dorms, the fact that the villains are after him, that he and Kageyama weren't friends anymore. But he couldn't. He didn't want to put his own mother in danger, even if she was a hero.

Mrs Hinata bit her lip. "I love you, Sho."

Shoyo stiffened at his nickname. "Yeah. I love you too, Mom."

A/N: ;-; this chapter made me sad when i wrote it..