I know I'm late but the one-shot is here! I don't know if it's exactly what you were expecting but I hope you'll like it~!

Like I said in the last Oikawa chapter of my fanfic "Aliens" I created a story to put all the birthday one-shots.

This week is going to be very busy and tiring for me but I'll try to update the Kuroo fanfic asap!

FANFICTION

HAIKYUU! : Happy birthday, Tooru

ONE-SHOT

Oikawa Tooru sighed deeply when he looked for his keys in his bag. He had just had a ten hours flight followed by two hours in the traffic of Tokyo, he was tired and he wanted to be home. If only his keys decided to cooperate.

After going through his small backpack that should have had the keys, he explored his big sports bag that held most of his clothes and volleyball stuff, and he finally found the treacherous keys.

Despite the sleepiness caused by the tournament's exhaustion and the grumpiness from the day, putting the key in and turning the handle put a smile on his face, an excited step taking him into his house. He remained silent instead of announcing his arrival like he usually did in a chirpy voice. He discreetly closed the door and very lightly put his bags down, before taking his shoes off in complete silence. Then he entered into the living-room. He stood there for a moment, a silly smile on his face just from seeing his beautiful wife.

Shiori was reading a book, like she always did around this time on her day off. She was completely immerged into the pages, the sun lowering in the distance giving her the aura of an angel. Her eyes didn't leave the page as she reached for her cup of tea on the café table, blindly tapping around until her fingers wrapped around the cup handle.

Tooru's heart was warm and fuzzy, he felt at peace just watching her.

"You'll drop the cup if you don't look at what you're doing," he remarked in a chirpy voice.

Shiori made a jump and effectively hit the cup that almost got spilled if she didn't have the reflex to grab it. The tea only spilled a little as she looked up with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe that her husband was back. Then her eyes sparkled and a wide, bright smile appeared on her face.

"Tooru!" She exclaimed, standing up and dropping the book to run to him.

They laughed as she jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist as he held her up. They kissed sweetly, for a long moment, with so much love that they were breathless when they pulled away, only to immediately press their foreheads together, eyes closed. They remained like this a moment, taking in the simple fact of holding their soulmate's in their arms, to feel the warmth of their body, the caress of their breath and the scent of their skin.

"I missed you so much, my beautiful…" Tooru said as he let her down, immediately leaning to hide his face in her shoulder.

She pulled him closer, fingers caressing his fluffy hair in such a soothing way that he could have fallen asleep right there.

"I missed you too… I thought you were supposed to come home tomorrow?" She asked, confused.

They pulled away so he could look at her, smiling mischievously:

"I couldn't stay away any longer from you… So I took an early plane. I let Bokuto handle the team. We feel a little down to only get the silver medal…"

"You were amazing, all of you. These Russians are just monsters." She said, recalling the match she had watched the previous night with Kiku.

He frowned, and she smiled in an amused way, knowing what was coming, how much analysis he had already done to explain their defeat and get stronger.

"I can't deny that but, we really needed to work more on our blocks. We weren't jumping in-depth enough. Kuroo called us last night to scold us for doing such lazy blocks. I can't blame him but even when we did a good block these Russians could spike above our heads!"

"Yuu-kun did some impressive receives, so did Shou-chan."

"Well, they did but–"

"Tooru," she interrupted, putting a hand on his cheek.

He looked back at her, in awe at her lovely smile.

"You have all the time in the world to rewatch and analyse this match. You will find a solution for the next match… but right now, let's just enjoy being back together, okay?" She said.

He sighed, smiling and leaning against the palm of her hand.

"You're right…" He agreed, closing his eyes and nuzzling into her hand until she was tickled and laughed, "I came back earlier to spend time with my family. With the kids still at school, we should enjoy the little bit of calm and peace we can ha–"

Just as he said these words, the door opened wildly and two chirpy, loud voices echoed, making Tooru and Shiori sigh with amused smiles on their faces.

"MOM! We're home!"

"MOM! I'm hungry!"

"Hiko! Take off your shoes before entering the house!" Hoshiko scolded, grabbing her little brother's collar to stop him from doing a mess.

"GEH! Let go, Shiko!" He shouted, struggling against her all the while hurrying to take off his shoes.

Both Hoshiko and Hikoboshi finally noticed the bags and shoes that shouldn't have been here yet. Their eyes widened and they started shouting, running full-speed to the living-room.

"DAD!"

"Come here, you two!" Tooru exclaimed, leaning down to prepare for the assault.

They jumped at him and he growled, pretending to be overwhelmed by their sudden weight and strength. He fell backwards on the floor as they all laughed but Tooru quickly engulfed them in his arms, messing with their hair, as the two adorable MiniKawa laughed, sprawled on the floor.

They both had brown hair and green eyes like their mother, but they had taken a lot from Tooru too. Hoshiko, the eldest, had the same nose and eye shape as her father. Her personality was a mix between her parents and Ushiwaka, but louder when she wanted. She often spent her time on her own, in silence, reading books or studying whatever had picked her interest. She was very confident even that young, she was very observant and easily understood people – more traits inherited from her dad. Hikoboshi, on the other hand, two years younger than his sister, was Tooru's portrait with green eyes. The same fluffy hair, the same passion for volleyball, the same bouncy energy. Perhaps he was a little more impatient and loud than Tooru was, but that might be because of his age. He was as blunt as his uncle Toshi and Tooru heavily blamed Ushiwaka for the bad influence he had on his son.

"Aaah! I missed you, my little aliens!" Tooru exclaimed, tickling and battling with them until they were out of breath from laughing too much.

"You came back early!" Hoshiko exclaimed, sitting up.

"You'll help me with my receives, right? Right?" Hikoboshi added, sitting on his father's stomach.

"I have to show you my last grades! I beat the rest of the class again!"

"At school we learned the solar system! I already knew everything thanks to you and mom!"

"We'll go running again, right?"

"Are we going to the restaurant like always when you're back from a tournament?!"

"Is uncle Hajime back too?!"

"Are we going to see uncle Kou soon? What about uncle Yuu, and uncle Chibi-chan, and uncle Tobio and–"

"Let your father breath a little, will you?" Shiori said, grabbing Hikoboshi and raising him so Tooru could literally breath.

He sat up, patting Hoshiko's head while Hikoboshi struggled against his mom to get back with his dad, but she embarrassed him by keeping him in her arms and trying to kiss his cheek.

"Mom, stooop!"

She laughed as he finally managed to swirl his way off her arms, he went hiding on his father's laps.

"We'll do all that, don't worry. But let me rest a little before that, okay?" Tooru said, gently patting his son's head.

Hikoboshi immediately let himself lean against his father's torso.

"How long do you need to rest, dad? Can we practice my receives now?" He asked impatiently, looking up.

Pride beamed in his father's chest, glad his son loved volleyball so much. But Hoshiko didn't let her brother have all the love because she tried to push him away.

"No! He sees my grades first! Last time you spent the entire day with him and I had to wait the week-end!"

"She's got a point," Tooru said with a nod.

"But, daaad!"

"How about you both start by changing clothes and doing your homework?" Shiori said with her motherly tone that didn't leave any other option.

Hoshiko and Hikoboshi whined a little but when she raised her eyebrows, hands on her hips, they didn't argue. They stood up and ran upstairs, and from the bantering voices echoing in the house, they tried to compete to who would be first changed.

Tooru stood up, chuckling, when Shiori sighed.

"They're always demons when you're away, and they banter even more than usual just because they miss you."

"I miss them too, and you're doing a marvellous job at handling them on your own whenever I'm gone," he said, cupping her cheeks and kissing her forehead.

"Well, you take care of them most of the day when you're here."

He was about to kiss her lips again when the kids came back, begging for attention. Tooru and Shiori hung, their lips a few centimeters away from each other, almost unaware of their children's impatience but sighing instead of kissing.

"I'll take care of your bags, don't overwork yourself when you're so tired. You two, don't ask too much of your father when he's just back, okay?" Shiori said, kissing his cheek and adding in his ear so he'd be the only one to hear, "Tonight."

He smiled widely as she turned around with a promising smile on her lips.

Despite Hikoboshi's impatience to play volleyball, Tooru managed to convince him to just sit down and talk, all three then joined by Shiori for the few moments before she reminded the children of their homework. They whined but obeyed while their parents cooked together, like they usually did.

"Iwa-chan is going to leave the team," Tooru announced when silence fell on them.

"Oh… He was talking about it for a while, he's finally decided?"

"Yeah… He said that he'll be there for the last two tournaments of the year but he'll stop after that. He'll be trainer full-time. I think that Kuroo leaving convinced him."

"Anyone else is going to leave?" She asked.

"…Ushiwaka, Bokkun and I are staying but… we decided to leave it to the young ones. As planned, Bokkun and I will remain as coaches, Ushiwaka… I don't know how long he'll stay on the team." He explained with a shrug.

They both thought back on the team a few years back, when they were all five of them. The ones who had brought the Japanese team back on the right track on the international stage.

"We still don't know who is going to be Captain after Bokkun. Probably Chibi-chan." He said with a chuckle, amused at how far this mandarine-shorty had come since high-school.

"…How is your knee?" She asked in a low voice.

"It's fine, don't worry. Just tired from the tournament, but I'm fine." He answered with a reassuring smile.

"I noticed that you left Tobio play most of the match. You only came in the fourth set to set and as pinch server the rest of the time…"

"Well… I am getting older, and my knee needs more and more time off. Any athlete knows that our pro life can be short."

Kuroo had left a year ago because of an injury, leaving the main blocking to Aone. Around the same time, Oikawa had let Kageyama become the main setter, helping him out when the team needed a new breath for setting. The younger ones were all talented and strong and even if Bokuto and Ushijima were still regulars, they switched with young players more and more often. With Iwa-chan and Oikawa, the four of them were the seniors, helping out their kouhais when they needed a player with more experience.

"Don't worry about me, starlight. The team is doing great – even if we're disappointed by the silver medal! And I'm fine, and impatient to spend some time with my lovely family… and even more time with my beautiful wife…" He said, kissing her cheek tenderly.

She looked up at him, reassured by his words. Even after so many years together, they still saw stars in each other's eyes.

"By the way, I found your birthday gift." She announced in a playful voice.

"Really? What is it?" He asked excitedly.

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I were telling you, wait for next Sunday~!" She hummed.

"Come on~! Tell me~!" He asked, pulling her to him and kissing her neck playfully.

"No, Tooru! You'll be patient!" She answered, laughing.

She escaped his grip to take care of the food.

Every year, for every birthday, every anniversary, every Christmas, there were two gifts: one special something and a supplementary gift they already knew about, but it always waited for the night…

Having dinner all four of them was a balm to the heart for Tooru who had missed his family so much. And for once, the children were allowed to stay up a little later than their usual curfew – they were too excited to sleep anyway, with their dad back. Once they were tired enough, thankfully it didn't take long considering the energy they used up in the day, he put them to bed then went to take a relaxing bath. His muscles, strained from the tournament, felt much better and the warmth seemed to reach his heart and soul – or maybe it was just the feeling of being back home.

"Are they asleep?" Tooru asked Shiori when he joined her in their bedroom.

"I just checked, they are," she answered with a smile as she brushed her hair.

He put his hands on her shoulders, caressing them with his thumbs, then kissed the side of her head.

"I feel like they've grown even taller… and you have become even more beautiful." He said, looking at her in the mirror.

"How incredible that I still receive such lovely compliments from my husband, even after so many years together," she chuckled, standing up.

She stood in front of him, gently caressing his face until he leaned his face into her hands, sighing blissfully.

"And you have become even more handsome…" She whispered.

His eyes opened to look into hers, sparkling happily. Shiori went on her tiptoes, kissing his lips slowly, deeply, his hands going to her hips. They pulled away to breath and as shameful as it was, Tooru had to yawn, blinking away the sleepy tears.

"Urgh… I'm getting old…" He muttered – back in the prime of his days, coming back from a tournament wouldn't have left him so exhausted.

Shiori chuckled before kissing the corner of his lips.

"You don't look like it, if it can be reassuring. And I still think you're absolutely breathtaking in bed~"

"How nice that I can still receive such nice compliments from my wife, even after all those years~!" He hummed.

"Come on, let's get to bed. I need you in top shape tomorrow." She said, gently pushing him towards the bed.

"Is there something special tomorrow?" He asked in confusion, letting himself drop on the bed while she straddled him with a mischievous smile on her face.

"We have to catch up all the missed moments while you were gone~!" She said, leaning down to kiss his lips.

"Now, that is something to look forward to~!"

And no matter how exhausted he was, Shiori never ceased to give him absolute delight.

The following morning, Tooru woke up first, his internal clock stronger than his will to remain in bed for a while longer… He turned around, smiling when he saw Shiori and kissed her bare shoulder. She moaned in her sleep, turning around a little until he had kissed her awake.

"Mmm… Tooru… what…"

He let his hands wander under her night gown, caressing the skin and wakening her in the most intimate of ways. She chuckled as he continued kissing her gently, for some gentle morning love-making but before they could get to the business, the clock rang. He stopped, sighing and glaring at the clock that Shiori turned off.

"Sorry, honey, but it'll have to wait…" She sighed.

"Is there no way to get some lovely time with your wife in the morning?"

"Not when you have to prepare and bring two children to school," she chuckled, kissing his forehead, "I'll go wake them up. Can you prepare breakfast please?"

He hummed in agreement as she regretfully stood up from the bed, to wake up their two children. Tooru went downstairs to prepare breakfast and the children's lunch, like he did most mornings. It was the morning ritual: he went for a morning run, the children joining him on the week-end but in that case he'd run slowly and would bring them back home after a block then he'd continue running on a faster pace and for longer. The rest of the week, when he came back from his morning run, he'd prepare breakfast so it'd be ready when everyone woke up. Shiori usually took the children at school on her way for work, along with the Iwaizumi children because they went to the same school (the Iwaizumi household was right in front of theirs – it wasn't on purpose, Oikawa kept repeating it, but Iwa-chan didn't believe him). The kids were all brought back by the Iwaizumi in the evening.

As if he had never left, they ate breakfast as family and Shiori kissed him good day before they left for most of the day. Usually, Tooru had practice but most of the team would come back today so he decided to relax instead, his track of thoughts leading towards his birthday gift… He wondered what it was, he wanted to explore the house but… His gaze glanced over the book shelves decorated with pictures – their wedding day, the babies… and there was a cadre with a dried mistletoe. A smile appeared on his face at the memory. Patience back then had given him such happiness in the present. He could be patient until next Saturday.

The few days of rest the team was allowed to have gave them all time to breath and get over the last defeat, so close to the golden medal. He, and he assumed all of his teammates, took time to spend with their families.

Then came Saturday and his birthday party. Hoshiko and Hikoboshi offered their dad the gift they had chosen together, with drawn cards covered in glitters and a still clumsy writing saying "Happy birthday, dad!". Most of the children were taken care of by babysitters tonight so the adults could gather. They had a drink with the whole team then the close-friends all went to Tooru's favourite restaurant – a group of over a dozen people, all tall, big and loud as volleyball players ought to be. The cake had been made by Kiku, like every year, and like every year, Tooru had asked for a giant milk-bread cake.

"Waaah! I love it, Kiku-chan! Your sugar paste alien-crafting skills get better every year! It's amazing!" He exclaimed when he saw the cake being brought.

"It'd be nice if you were asking something else for a change…" She answered, shaking lightly her head as she lit up the candles.

"You make Godzilla-themed birthday cakes for Iwa-chan every year, I don't see how that's any different." He said very seriously.

"…It is different, though. It's for my Hajime." She mumbled, still blushing even after so many years married to Iwa-chan.

Before he could tease her any further though, Shiori slid to his side, kissing his cheek and their hands instinctively joining.

"Happy birthday, my love, my Tooru…" She whispered, eyes sparkling beautifully.

He cupped her cheek, kissing her quickly and he started cutting the cake in equal parts – plus one a little bigger for him, it was his birthday after all~! They all ate then started offering the gifts, that quickly piled up on the sides of the restaurant's room. It was of all kinds, from book to training gear, complete jokes or very useful items. Shiori knew very well that he was particularly impatient about her gift because she waited that he had opened up everything before giving him her gift.

He had a wide smile when he received it and turned it around, trying to guess what it might be. He was as excited as a child, tapping lightly on the box that fitted in the palm of his hand. It was always thrilling to receive a gift from his wife, knowing how much thought she put into every gift. Though, he doubted that any gift could ever surpass the one he had received a few years back – he had thought it had been a fancy pen, it had turned out to be a positive pregnancy test for their princess. He should have known it'd be a special gift when she had insisted on offering it to him in private instead of in front of their friends. He would never cease to cherish the memory of that day. Like all the ones spent by Shiori's side, warm and safe with her love.

"I hope it's not one of these boxes with a clown that jumped at you like what Tendou had offered me last year because I still have nightmares about that one!" He said, starting to pull at the wrapping.

"Eeeh~! Are you so sensitive it'd still haunt you, Tooru-kun~?" Satori asked with an amused smile, still chuckling about last year's joke, "It had hidden a very nice gift card, though."

"I'll never forget the face you had made that day! HAHAHA!" Kuroo exclaimed, jerking his head backwards.

"Will you stop making fun of me?! It was scary and unexpected!" Tooru exclaimed, pulling a little harder at the gift wrapping.

The entire table laughed, some probably about to pull out the embarrassing pictures from that day.

The gift now unwrapped, Tooru blinked at the dark blue box he was staring at.

"My~! Shi-chan, don't tell me you're going to propose~!" Tendou teased, everyone laughing once again.

Shiori and Tooru ignored them as he opened the box and his eyes widened lightly, and his smile brightened his face.

"Oh my, you didn't…"

Several of their friends leaned forward curiously, blinking in surprise to see something so simple and not understanding why Tooru was so excited or why Shiori was sparkling in pride to see him so happy.

"What is it~? What is it~?" Tendou asked curiously, almost leaping over the table to see closer.

"Is it the Hamilton Ventura XXL watch?!" Tooru exclaimed in awe, lifting it up to see better, "The one worn by the Agent J and Agent K in the 1997 Men in Black movie?!"

"Aaaah…" Everyone murmured in understanding.

"No way, it's so cool!" Iwaizumi said, reaching out to look at the watch but Tooru pulled it away protectively.

"Ask your wife to get you a similar watch! Don't take mine! It's my favourite watch ever!"

"I don't want to take it, idiot – I just want to look!" He mumbled, frowning lightly.

"Perhaps you two could be like Agent J and Agent K if you have the same watches?" Bokuto said before turning towards Kuroo, "Hey! Remember back in our first-year together when they showed up with Makki and Mattsun, all dressed like the Men in Black?"

"Man, I still laugh from how amazing that was! You guys were on point!"

"My moment of glory…" Tooru recalled with a proud smile, closing his eyes and clenching tightly the box with the precious watch.

"Right, well, try it on instead of recalling your faraway youth," Iwaizumi said, pointing at the watch.

"You're older than me, Iwa-chan~!"

"Ugh. Do you want me to force that watch out of its box?"

Tooru beamed once again, taking it out delicately and looking at the watch at every possible angle so he could admire it in all of its beauty.

"Shiori… Shiori, Shiori, I love you so much, my starlight! I thought it had become a limited edition?!" He continued, turning towards the love of his life.

She chuckled, caressing his cheek before kissing it, then she leaned her chin on his shoulder, looking down at the watch in his hands.

"Your watch is all damaged, and doesn't work quite well anymore. You were saying you'll have to change it and I know you really like the design of that one. But it's not just a nerd watch…" She explained, taking it from his hands to turn it around.

Tooru was already in absolute delight but when he saw that there was a personalized, engraved message under the watch, fireworks almost made his mind blow out.

My love for you is timeless…

He turned towards Shiori, his chocolate eyes shining happily, bright smiles on their faces.

"There's something written? What is it?" Iwaizumi asked curiously.

Without looking away from her enchanting green eyes, Tooru swiftly put the watch on so his friend wouldn't have time to see. It was between Shiori and him. No one else.

"Nothing you need to know…" He whispered.

Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow but when he noticed the gleam of tender adoration in their eyes, the same he's witnessed for years, he smiled, turning away to give them a little bit of intimacy. He leaned down to kiss his Kiku's forehead.

Tooru leaned down to kiss Shiori. Their hearts fluttered but it felt as if they were the only persons in the world, it felt as if gravity didn't exist and they could reach a new land that only lovers could know. It felt just like their first kiss back in their last year of high-school, behind the Sendai gymnasium, after his last defeat… A little kiss, a tiny nothing in the universe, that meant the world to them.

That night, Tooru and Shiori piled up all the gifts in their bedroom, deciding that they'll try to organise this lovely mess the following day. He sat on the edge of the bed as she went to get his second gift – the gift they knew would come for every birthday, anniversary or Christmas. It was in a tiny box once again, the same as every year. He opened it and took out the little crystal-like object that could barely be held on the tip of his finger.

When they first moved in together, Shiori found a little tuto to make glow-in-the-dark products. She had added her own touch by shaping it so it'd look like a little crystal in the daylight. On the other side, there was a patch to let it stick wherever they wanted.

She remained sitting on the bed as he stood up on top of it, reaching for the ceiling and adding this other star that he stuck to the ceiling. Like dozens and dozens of more glow-in-the-dark crystals on their bedroom's ceiling.

He laid down next to her with a big smile and they turned off the lights. The glow-in-the-dark crystals were shining like stars, an entire galaxy above their heads… All the little gifts over the years were adding up and now, it was starting to look like the Milky Way. It wasn't quite there yet, but it was enough to look the night sky.

Tooru and Shiori turned towards each other, their skins and eyes glowing like the star sky above their heads that they were building with the years spent together, with their love.

"I love you, Shiori…" He murmured, and she could see stars in his eyes.

"I love you too… Happy birthday, Tooru…" She whispered, and he could see stars in her eyes.

His smile grew wider as he turned around to kiss her, a long, tender kiss, watched over by the stars they were calling their owns. After all, the far away aliens and the stars they had wished upon years ago had granted their wish~

A few references to events that are yet to happen in Aliens, and this last sentence is a reference to the last sentence of its prologue! ;)

The next birthday one-shot will be Ushiwaka~! I'm still unsure of how I'll write it, if it'll be in the future like for Oikawa, or more anchered in the present like fro Iwa-chan's oneshot.

I hope you liked it~!

Yours Truly,

May