I do not own Haikyuu!
I lay down at the entrance of the hallway, resting against the hardwood, my head pounding. The entire left side of my face is burning, it feels like someone is stabbing me with an ice pick; my vision is blurred on the left side. Most of my left side is numb, and fairly limp. I try to take long, even breaths, but the pain is horrendous. My eyes are squeezed shut, the entire world is spinning, and I feel like I'm going to puke.
My body feels heavy, more so than usual after practice. The school bag lays discarded by the slightly ajar door, I should get up to close it, but I just can't seem to move anything. I open my eyes, but this choices only causes the pain to develop even more, the light seeming to stab my eye. White spots dot the black space behind my eyelids.
They won't be home this weekend, my parents took Natsu to an amusement park for her birthday, and I wanted to stay behind so I could train with everyone. This only felt like a headache earlier, what happened? It's just a fire inside my head.
My entire being feels terrible, and I let myself fall asleep, maybe the pain will go away if I get some sleep.
"Hey! Idiot!" The loud voice yells, and I'm woken up from the black hole I was pulled into. My head is still pounding, my body still numb; but it gets quiet when my door squeaks open, "Hinata? Fuck! Hinata!" The familiar voice rings in my ears, but the pain is too much.
I manage to form a few words, "Don't. Yell." My voice low and raspy, "Hurts."
"What hurts? What happened, Hinata?" My eyes open just enough to make out the black hair and deep black eyes, but the light hurts again, so my eyes squint shut once more, "Hinata, what's wrong? Did you fall?"
"No. Head," I mumble, "can't move."
"What do I do? Fuck," he whispers, and I hear sudden clicking noises. It must be his phone, "Hello, Sugawara? It's Kageyama, I need help… I'm at Hinata's… He said it's his head… Okay, thank you," the phone clicks shut, and he gently touches my hair, "can you move at all?" He questions.
I decide to just slightly shake my head no.
"Where's your room?" He asks.
"Right side… Second door…" I gasp out, before crying out at the sudden stabbing pain. I grab my head with my right hand, pressing as hard as possible to keep the pain at bay.
Suddenly, I'm picked up, "It'll be okay, Sugawara is coming. He'll help you," Kageyama says, he sounds so desperate, so upset.
A door squeaks open, "No light?" He asks, I shake my head once more.
I'm laid down, and he pulls the blanket over me, "Hinata, are you okay? Did you hit your head?"
"No, just hurts," I grab my pillow and pull it over my face. Nausea envelops me, and I curl up, attempting to fend off the horrid feeling of acid at the back of my throat.
Kageyama just sits next to me, not knowing how to help.
"Can't feel it," I choke out.
"Can't feel what, Hinata?" His voice alarmed, terrified.
"Left side," I manage.
And he's making another phone call, "Where are you? He said he can't move his left side… No, his face looks fine… I don't know!"
I cringe at the loud noise, tears forming in my eyes, the pain is terrible. I can't stand it, I would rather do dive's than have this pain. Will I be stuck like this forever? Gods, I hope not, I'll never be able to play volleyball again.
Kageyama grabs my hand tight, "It'll be okay, we'll figure this out, Hinata. Okay? I promise, you're gonna be okay."