Chapter 4: WISHES
The Sun
He woke up with a silent scream, his blanket twisted messily around his body like a makeshift cocoon. It took a few seconds to untangle the mess before he sat upright, holding his sweat covered forehead with both hands. The urge to vomit was strong but he managed to hold it in.
The recollections of the day comes rushing in. The feeling of being pinned down, the fear crawling in his mouth, Tsukishima finding out. He hugged himself and shivered despite sweating. He tucked his head in his arms, shut his eyes tight and started rocking himself gently back and forth.
You're fine, it never happened, it's fine, you're okay, this will pass
He finally manages to breathe but he still feels disoriented. Like his skin was woven too tightly on him, and that his lungs were too big for his chest. He wished- He stopped for a moment, knowing it was futile to even think it. The what ifs... But if he could wish, he'd wish that time would rewind itself, and take him a week back, or even months back. How could things go so wrong, so fast.
A few days. That's all it took to unravel everything.
The day was starting out real good. Hinata was having one of those days where everything seemed to be going his way. His mom cooked his favorite food in the morning, he arrived to school on time, the test they had yesterday would be scored tomorrow. By noon, Hinata was practically skipping to the court.
"Someone had a good one,' Suga-senpai commented, smiling at their striker.
Hinata gave a huge thumbs up and grinned. The day was amazing. Of course Hinata was a ball of sunshine on a regular day, but today just seemed extra special. He only had to ask Kageyama once (and it was only semi-begging) and Kageyama was already tossing high balls for him.
"One more!" He said breathlessly, after countless tosses. Kageyama obliged instantly and he spiked it hard. Daichi clapped his hands and called them to practice their receives and wordlessly Kageyama paired with Hinata.
"Why are you in such a good mood anyway." Kageyama said after a flawless receive. The ball flew back to Hinata, where he caught it with less finesse. "You usually are but today you seem unnaturally happy."
"Mom made my favorite dish" Hinata said with a huff. Kageyama commented wistfully that Hinata's mom does make great food. "What does your mom usually cook for you?" Hinata asked.
"My mom's usually busy. We have a maid that does the cooking." Kageyama said nonchalantly, eyes trained on the ball.
"Like a personal chef? That sounds awesome!" Hinata imagined having someone serve him fillet mignon on a silver platter while he was soaking in a bubble bath. He shared this piece of brilliant idea with Kageyama.
"It's nothing like that," Kageyama said, giving Hinata a look that was clearly him guessing how many brain cells Hinata had. Hinata glared at him in return. Kageyama's eyes travelled back to the ball and he was quiet for a moment.
"She does know how to cook though, my mom I mean, not the maid." He said. "I miss it sometimes." At this Hinata feels a bit guilty. He doesn't remember exactly how many times, but it seemed like he's always bragging about his mom's cooking. Kageyama and Hinata weren't close before (understatement) but they really bonded through their love (or obsession) of volleyball, and is nearly inseparable after the Aoba Johsai match. So Hinata felt slightly peeved that this bit information slipped pass him.
"How about you come over to eat sometimes?" Hinata suggested, grinning. "Oh but maybe not anytime this week, my mom said she had someone special was coming over. Probably one of her lady friends from out of town. They usually come over to bunk so that they could experience the countryside."
With one final receive, Daichi-san called them for spiking practice and they both practically jumped to the court.
/Haikyuu/
The Moon
"What do you think about Hinata?" Yamaguchi has asked once during a typical receive practice.
"What's there to say. He's annoying and hyperactive. The worst combination." Tsukishima doesn't admit the rest. That he thinks Hinata is an overly optimistic idiot who never gives up and a typical Country Hill Billy without any sense of the real world. And Tsukishima doesn't like idiotic County Hill Billies with no sense of the real world.
"What about Kageyama?"
Tsukishima snorted.
/Haikyuu/
The Sun
When practice finally ended, Hinata, as usual, walks home with Kageyama. They trade random stories about the day, even discussing possible methods of convincing Yachi-san to help them with their finals. They both know they'll be fully concentrated on their match with Shiratorizawa.
"Sometimes I find myself dreaming about the upcoming match." Kageyama said, his eyes determined and a little manic. "We win most nights." Suddenly a thought struck Hinata and he burst out laughing.
"Aww, does that mean you dream about me Kageyama?" He giggled when Kageyama turns beet red.
"That's not what I meant! Everyone else was there too!" This makes Hinata do a double take. It's rare that he gets under Kageyama's skin. Usually, it's the other way around. He grins a Cheshire Smile and decides to push his luck.
"So you're saying, there are times when the others aren't there?" He wiggles his eyebrows, has no idea what he's even trying to imply but then laughs at this own joke. "I'm just kid...ding" He stops walking when he notices Kageyama was frozen to one spot, unmoving and is instead blushing furiously, hand covering his mouth and looking away.
"What dumb thing-" was all he manage to mutter.
There was something about today.
"Hey Kageyama-kun," Hinata ventures, realizing he's also blushing now. "Come by next week kay?" Kageyama nods jerkily and they continue their walk and Kageyama is the first to break the silence by clearing his throat and asking about what other food his mom usually cooks.
Hinata list out a very long list and the mention of dreams is soon forgotten.
When they reach their split-up junction, they wave each other off and shouted their goodbyes. Hinata catches himself humming and grins.
Really, there was something about today.
/Haikyuu/
"I'm home!" He shouts as he shuts the door. Their hallway was decked with photographs of Natsu and him, in various stages of childhood. He opens his shoes and puts them neatly on their shoe rack besides Natsu's Pink-capital-P shoes. He is a bit curious because this is usually when Natsu would be running towards him.
Then he noticed a pair of brown shoes. They looked like his dad's but he knows it isn't his. For starters his dad was on a business trip now, and won't be back for another 2 weeks. Secondly, they look pricier than all their shoes combined. (Minus his mother's one and only Dinner Heels)
They have a guest over. Hinata hums to himself and walks inside the kitchen to grab a drink. Whoever the guest was, he was probably in the living room with Natsu and his mom. So he made his way there.
"Hinata!" His mom gushed, "I didn't hear you come in." The guest was sitting with his back facing Hinata. For some reason, his outline made Hinata uneasy. "Your uncle finally has a week off from all his political business." She said excitedly. "So he decided to pay you guys a visit, get to know his nephew and niece."
The guest turns around,
And Hinata's world tilted.
"I don't think you've met, Hinata, this is your uncle Taki Morinaga." His mother sounded alien to his ears, sounded so far away.
"Hello, Shouyou." He smiled at Hinata.
Hinata dropped his drink with a crash. Afterwards he would recall his mother berating him, he would recall his 'uncle' telling her it was an accident.
He would remember shaking and feeling like the walls were closing in on him.
He would remember running up the stairs and shutting the door.
He would remember being on his knees and choking back sobs because nothing was alright.
His nightmare finally caught up.
His nightmare was in his home.
Author's Note:
For starters *gets on hands and knees* Gomenasaiiii. I was in the midst of a very difficult semester. Exams are finally over, and I can focus on writing again. I know I promised before a chapter a week, but I'm making that same promise now but I'll stick to it. I have nothing else to do (besides part time work) anyway. So see you guys soon!