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Hello, so this is my first Haikyuu story and I chose to center it around Hinata. He is honestly a little ball of sunshine who deserves so much love. Before I continue I would like to add that I have three other stories in progress so it will take time to upload new chapters. Other than that enjoy!

I don't own Haikyuu, I only own my OC, Yuko.

"When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew." -William Shakespeare

"Mom, mom, can we go to the park today?" the small seven-year-old boy asked his mother. The child in question has unruly orange hair and large brown eyes. Currently, he's wearing a long-sleeve black shirt with khaki pants and black shoes.

"Of course, sweetie, let's go."

Within a few moments, the two leave their home and head to the park. It's a sunny autumn day in the Miyagi prefecture of Japan. The duo sat under their favorite tree, enjoying the day. As they were playing together the little boy gets distracted by something behind his mother. The woman, now curious by what has caught her son's attention amidst their game, turns to look behind her.

A few feet away sits a little girl with dark blue eyes, dark black hair tied up into pigtails with fair skin, and a cute little mole on her upper left cheek. She has on a long sleeve canary shirt that has loose puffy cuffs with a jean skirt, canary tights, and light brown shoes. The little girl sat alone on the swing set looking glum. If one were to look closely, it seems as if the little girl is about to cry.

Her son, on the other hand, with a smile spreading across his own face hasn't even noticed that he's staring at the girl until his mother playfully pokes his stomach. The boy, now startled out of his distracted state, turns to his mother, with his eyes wide open.

"You should go talk to her," the mother suggested to her son with a small smile. The orange-haired child, who's nervous with the mere idea of speaking to the girl automatically comes closer to his mother shaking his head frantically, blushing all the while.

"Why not? Maybe you'll become friends. Just go try, sweetheart."

Looking down at his feet the boy slowly nods his head as he makes his way to the girl. Halfway there he stops moving and quickly runs away. His mother, who was about to follow him, stops herself when she notices why he ran away.

She watches as her son stoops down to pick up a handful of flowers. Once he has enough dandelions, he turns to run back towards the girl. When he reaches her, the little boy silently stretches out his hand with his head bowed and his eyes tightly shut. The little girl, smiling at the orange-haired boy, takes the flowers, jumps off the swing set, and kisses his cheek before hugging him. The smile on the faces of the two children is so heartwarming that the older woman can't help but smile at them. Unknowingly to the two littles ones nearby, the mother of the boy takes a picture of the two with her cellphone. She decides to print it later when she has the chance.

Sadly before long, another female (most likely the older sister of the girl) came to pick up the child. The two children said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. The boy returning to his mother with the saddest expression she has ever seen on his face. The little girl bowing her head as she follows her elder with the flowers still in her hand.

Suddenly her son stops walking to turn around and with a loud voice, he asks, "Wait! what's your name?"

The little girl, shocked by his sudden outburst, turns to face him. Soon a smile spreads across her face as she screams, "Kageyama, Yuko!"

"Mine's Hinata, Shoyo, and I-I'm going to marry you one day! Just you wait!"

"Sho!" his mother screamed as she pulls him close to her. "You can't say that!"

The mother waves an apologetic hand at the two girls, however, before she can say anything to them the little girl begins to speak.

"Promise?" the little girl, Yuko, asked Shoyo with a shy smile. A small blush dancing across her cheeks.

"Yes, I pinky promise!" her son yelled back at her confidently with the brightest smile on his face. The little raven-haired girl returns the smile before her sister pulls her away. Still not done with her son the older woman begins speaking to him.

"Sweetie, you really shouldn't say things like that."

"But Mom why not?"

"Because you don't know her, Shoyo," the mother stressed. Although it was sweet that her son had a crush she didn't want him yelling that at every little girl he sees in the future.

"Yes I do Mom, her name is Yuko, and she's going to be my wife," Shoyo said adamantly before continuing to speak with one hand on his hip and the other pointing at his mother. "Plus, I already promised, and you always say that it's bad to break a promise, right!"

"Right..."

~9 years later~

"Good luck during your game today Akira," I purred as I kiss my boyfriend on the lips again. At first, the kiss is slow and sweet until I decide to deepen it. Kunimi releases a small moan as he holds me tighter in his arms, not wanting to let me go.

Today the middle school volleyball tournament is finally starting, and like the good girlfriend I am, I decided to wish Kunimi good luck. So as he was walking towards the court with the rest of his teammates, I snuck up behind him and pulled him into the first empty closet I could find. Placing a firm but gentle kiss to surprise him was definitely the right choice. Kunimi may not be the most vocal person on earth, but he does show his appreciation in other ways. He's always so loving when he's with me. All of his walls come tumbling down when it's just the two of us together, and that's what I love most.

As I finally brought an end to the kiss, knowing that he needs to go warm up, I pull away from him. Although, he's considerably stubborn for such a reserve guy because he keeps pulling me back in for another kiss. Finally, I gently push him away, catching my breath.

"Akira, you need to go warm-up and stretch with the rest of the team, and I need to wish my brother good luck," I pointed out to him, but his only response is to sigh in disapproval. I know why I'm not dumb. Akira hasn't gotten along with my brother in a very long time, but the only reason he doesn't argue with him is for my sake.

"Alright, let's go," Kunimi announces, but before I have the chance to leave, he spins me around and kisses me again. After a moment, he finally releases me and speaks quietly into my ear, "Only if we continue this later."

"Only if you win the game." I joked, but we both knew that later win or lose, we would be kissing again. Hopefully, we won't be hiding in a closet.

Exiting the closet with Akira, we make our way to the court. I stand outside the gym while Kunimi steps onto the court to inform my brother I'm waiting for him. Soon enough, my brother approaches me with a frown on his face. Why am I not surprised?

"You love volleyball, and yet you're always frowning. Can't you smile just once?" I asked Tobio, but his frown only deepens. "Of course not, because that would be too much to ask for. Don't blame me when you're the only sixteen-year-old with wrinkles."

"Sorry, I just want to play already."

"That's understandable, but at least try to smile and relax. By the way, who are you playing first?"

"Yukigaoka," Tobio announced, but his tone surprises me. Yukigaoka isn't a powerhouse school by any means, so I don't understand why he sounds so determined to defeat them. I doubt they'll be much of a challenge for our team.

"Why are you so tense?"

"I'm not."

"Don't lie to me, dummy," I said jokingly to my other half. "I'm your twin. I know you too well."

"It's nothing... I have to go now."

"Alright, good luck..." I mutter, waving goodbye to my brother when he turns to leave.

I never did like this side my brother possesses whenever he plays volleyball. I know it causes a lot of tension on the team, and I do my best to maintain some sense of unity in the team, but by no means does my brother help. Honestly, my brother is a sweetheart, but he's very awkward. He doesn't express himself correctly, which is why he doesn't have many friends. That's also the reason the team doesn't like him either. Instead of telling them what's wrong, he chooses to yell at them which causes a lot of tension within the team. Still, as his twin sister, I have to side with him even if I'm friends with the majority of the volleyball team.

When I reached the cheering section for our school, I keep myself near the back near the columns instead of sitting down at the bleachers. As the game starts, I take in the appearance of both teams.

On our side, Is a well-built and powerful team, but on our opponent side... to say it looks pitiful is an understatement. They hardly have any players, and they didn't even have a libero. Also, the team is incredibly short. I'm sure that not a single person on that team is as tall as I am, and in the game of volleyball unless you're a libero, you need to be tall. Without height and power, you're at a disadvantage against the opposing side. I knew without a doubt that Yukigaoka would lose against us today. It's probably going to be a boring game. Watching volleyball has never brought me much excitement. The only reason I come to the games is to support my brother. If it wasn't for him, I would never even go anywhere near the court. Unlike my brother, and at one point, my older sister, I never became a fan of the sport. Our grandfather tried to get me to play the sport but he quickly realized the game isn't for me. I mean, sure it kind of looks cool but nothing exciting happens. Soccer, on the other hand, is where I'm meant to be.

Currently, I play forward for our school's soccer team. A few times, I played the position midfielder, but that was mostly during my second year. As a third-year, I have kept my spot as forward other than a handful of times. I wanted to give my kohais a chance to shine and get accustomed to playing the position since this is my last year at the school.

The good thing is that my tournaments are never at the same time as my brother's. We promised each other since we first started to play sports that we would always go to each other's games to show our support. No one else is willing to come, and ever since our grandfather died, we only have each other when it comes to sports.

I watched the game start with mild interest. The team we're playing against is sloppy at best. The only time the other school receives a point is when we mess up. Honestly, our opponents should forfeit now instead of wasting our time. The only thing that is possibly worse is my idiot twin, who won't stop screaming at everyone. King of the court indeed. I know he hates that name, but it doesn't make it any less true, and if anything, I am getting tired of it.

Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I decide to see who it is. The name on the caller ID surprises me, so I leave the gym to answer it.

"Hello, Mother."

"Yuko, where are you?"

"At Tobio's volleyball game. The tournament starts today, and he's already in his first match," I remind my mother. I'm not too surprised she forgot considering how my parents never care about the sports we part take in, but I had hoped she would support us just once.

"Very well as soon as his game is over, come straight home. Your father and I have to speak to you about a few things."

"Of course, goodbye," I said before hanging up. My mother always does this to us. Neither of our parents cares about what my brother and I are passionate about. They're too focused on their careers to take the time to talk to us about what we like.

Not wanting to spoil the day for my brother, I return to our schools' cheering section. When I look over to the scoreboard, I notice that we reached the twenties first, which is always a good sign in a match. Not that we have much competition, to say the least.

Finally, as the whistle blew for the next play, I got to see something amazing happen. The ball finally went up on our opponent's side of the court, and they were able to set the ball to their captain. I stare in wonder as the boy jumps, no he flies up into the air to hit the ball... only to get shut out. Unknowingly I let out a groan of disappointment, which shocks me. Looking around to make sure no one heard me, I finally relax when I notice no one is staring in my direction. Honestly, I'm not sure what came over me. I just felt so much disappointment for the munchkins since his fantastic jump went to waste. I wonder if he had a proper team and mentor, how far he could go? To nationals? I doubt it, but a jump like that is wasted on a shrimp-like him.

As the game continues, I hardly notice that more of my attention was being taken by Yukigaoka's number one. At this point, we were in the second set, and our team is close to winning. Still, every time the ball goes up for the munchkin, I can't help but hope he scores a point. If only he had someone who could make the best use of his jumps, then he would be a real threat. Even if it's too late for him in this game, if he tries harder in the future, I'm sure he'll make it far.

As the game nears its end with our team at game point, I notice there's no way we'll lose. Suddenly the ball is recovered by our opponent's side of the court. Their setter tries to set to his captain, who is on the left side of the court, but he messes up the set and sends it to the right instead. At this moment, I assume the game is over until I see a blur. If I'd blinked, I'm positive I would have missed it. The captain, this tiny orange-haired kid, the shortest boy competing today, outran everyone here. Soaring through the air like a bird, he strikes the volleyball down onto the other side of the court. No one could have saved it, but it doesn't matter since the ball went out of bounds.

I haven't even noticed that I stopped breathing. Still, what I just saw was incredible. The amount of raw potential this kid has is unlike any other I have ever seen. My sister, who used to play volleyball, has never had this amount of potential. As for my brother, I know he's a genius, but this kid is a monster. I know it's wrong to say this, but I hope this boy finds a coach and a better team in the future. He's going to go far one day I can feel it. He might have lost today, but I'm sure he'll be the victor in the future if he trains hard.

Seeing as the game just finished, I decide to send a text to both Kunimi and my brother, warning them I have to leave early. I rather stay here with the team to watch their next game, but if I don't leave now, my mother will not be happy with me. Shortly after leaving, I receive a text from my brother informing me about tomorrow's schedule and what time he'll be home today.

When I finally arrive at my house, I notice my sister isn't home. I'm not surprised considering her strained relationship with our parents. Then again, none of us have a good relationship with them. I don't bother announcing myself as I walk further into my home. Moving into the living room, I finally find my mother and father discussing something in hushed voices. Once they notice me, they stop speaking and silently wave me forward. Both of my parents were still in their business attire as they drank tea. I sit down on the couch in front of them, pouring a cup of tea for myself. As I did this, I could feel the stares coming from my parents. Most would believe the reason behind the staring is due to the fact I haven't said hello. In reality, it's how I'm dressed and my manners.

As a lady, I'm expected to sit properly. Instead, I sit with my legs wide open like a man. Honestly, I never sit like I should unless I'm wearing a dress or a skirt. I don't see the point in sitting uncomfortably; when men can sit however they want. Who cares about gender norms anyway, well other than my parents, of course.

As for the way I'm dressed, I honestly don't believe I put anything terrible on. It's a simple grey t-shirt, black shorts, and sneakers. Nothing wrong in my opinion, but I guess that doesn't matter to them.

"Yuko, do you know why your Mother and I called you here today?"

"To talk about something important, I guess."

"Yes, exactly, which is why for once, I would appreciate it if you sat like a lady when we're speaking to you."

I ignore the urge to roll my eyes and simply do as I'm told. My mother is one thing, but I prefer not to get into an argument with my father. Although neither of my parents has ever hit us before, they have never held back when it comes to yelling and punishing us. If I can avoid that, especially with my father, then so be it.

"Good," my father says to me before continuing. "Now we've just received news from your school. Shiratorizawa Academy, Aoba Johsai, and many others wish for you to attend their school next year. Your mother and I have decided that Shiratorizawa is the most promising, and thus we encourage you to choose this Academy."

I know what my father actually meant when he said encourage. It means that whether or not I want to go there, I will attend nonetheless. That's fine, considering it was my first pick when it came to high schools. The keyword was.

"I can't do that father," I said, and before he can get a word in, I explain why I can't attend this particular school. "Tobio failed Shiratorizawa's entrance exam. He will not be able to attend. Not even his volleyball skills could get him into this school."

"I hardly see what that has to do with you," my mother interrupts.

"Because Tobio and I want to stay together for high school."

I hear the exasperated sighs coming from both of my parents. They just don't understand how it feels to have a twin. It's not like we're stuck at the hip, but we still have a deeper connection than most siblings. It doesn't matter that we're fraternal twins; in the end, we want to stay together. We don't have much left as it is.

"You know as well as we do that you and your bother can't continue like this. Tobio has his volleyball career to look forward to but you on the other hand-"

"Have soccer," I jumped in to say, but as soon as I finished speaking, my father slams his palm against the table.

"Do not interrupt your mother when she's speaking," my father yelled. Lowering my head while maintaining eye contact with my father, I utter a quiet, yes sir.

"As I was saying," my mother continued as if nothing happened. "You have your intelligence. Your brother and sister, bless their hearts, just aren't too bright. Perhaps your sister could have made a future for herself if she hadn't thrown it away as she did. Tobio on the other hand… is a lost cause academically speaking."

"Your brother will have no choice but to rely on his one talent," my father said, picking up from where my mother left off. "You, on the other hand, don't have this problem. You have always been at the top of your class, and on many occasions, one of the top students in your year. So, stop wasting your time on soccer and focus on your future."

"But soccer is my future! When will you two understand that this is not a hobby, but a passion of mine? I want to go pro one day, and I know I can do it if I just work hard and-"

I never did finish what I wanted to say. My parents had enough of me from that moment and decided to end the conversation right there and then. I didn't even get to drink my cup of tea. Still, I'll never let them stop me from achieving my goal of going pro. I just hope one day they'll understand.

Months later, the night before our first day of school I decided to have a little chat with my brother. A lot has changed in the last few months, and I want to start seeing some improvement. I knew something was bound to happen if my brother didn't straighten up sooner rather than later. During the tournament last year, near the finals, my brother's team decided it was time for a change. They benched Tobio. Honestly, I understood why they did it, but that doesn't mean I'm not angry with them. I mean they basically stabbed him in the back. What's worse is they expected me to stand with them in their decision, which is why Tobio and I no longer speak to his old teammates. I don't even talk to Aki- I mean Kunimi.

Still, one good thing did come out of this. I finally knocked some sense into my idiot brother. Honestly, he deserved what happened to him, and he knows it. I mean, you can't treat everyone like crap for two years straight and expect everyone to be happy about it. I certainly wasn't, and to make sure he hasn't forgotten, I decide to barge into his room. I need to remind him of our deal that we made months ago.

"Hey loser," I greeted Tobio as I jump on top of his bed to lay down next to him. Instead of replying my brother simply puts down the volleyball he was throwing around and stays silent. That means I have his attention, so I continue speaking, "You remember our deal, right?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"Good, I don't want a repeat of last year. That was ridiculous Tobio, and you know it."

"I get it, I messed up," Tobio said irritably. I know it bothers him when I bring it up, but I need him to remember how it felt when the team benched him. Similar to losing a game, when you remember the feeling of pain and frustration, later, it pushes you to work harder than before. That way, you never have to feel it again, and I never want us to go through that again. Plus, I gave him a choice to push him just a bit further.

It's simple. Either Tobio gets his act together, or my brother risks losing me. Meaning I will no longer come and support him while he plays his games. I know how important it is for Tobio to have me there at his volleyball tournaments, and how much it would hurt him to lose me. Still, he needs the incentive, and that was the only thing I could think of. I already gave up a lot to stand at Tobio's side, so it's the very least he can do for me.

We lost so many schools offers due to his bad attitude while playing volleyball, it was ridiculous. The only school willing to take him, that has a volleyball team for him to play on, at this point is Karasuno. If he messes up here, then it's over for him. I warned him of that when we decided to attend the school.

My parents weren't happy with the fact I chose to attend Karasuno. It's not a school worthy of my attendance, but I refuse to get separated from my brother. Also, there is another reason why I chose Karasuno, which is why my parents are furious with me. I want to continue playing soccer, so to appease my parents, I agreed to take different classes than Tobio. While Tobio will be in class 3, I'll be in class 5. Neither one of us is happy about it, but it's the only choice I had left.

It sounds terrible that my family is used to making a deal to get our way instead of speaking to one another. I wish it were different, but it's not. Still, so long as I get to play soccer and go to school with my brother, I suppose that's all that matters.

"Listen, you know I'll always have your back, but I need you to understand that I can't let you act like a fool either."

"I know," Tobio answered as he grabbed the volleyball once again. Understanding that he no longer wished to speak about it, I stood up to leave. Once I reach the door, I heard my brothers' soft voice speaking to me. "Do you still want to eat lunch together tomorrow?"

"Of course."

I hope you guys liked the story and continue reading it. Please let me know if there is something I should be aware of. For the most part, I will be following the story through the Anime Subs point of view. If I miss anything or you have an idea, please don't be afraid to send me a message. Until next time!