How the volleyballs fall like cherry blossoms

by Kageyamallama

If I were to tell you what he was like, before the accident, I mean. I would tell you about the way he shined when he was next to me, I'd tell you about his obsession with Volleyball and the way his eyes sparkled. I'd tell you about the way he smiled and the way his hair sat. I'd tell you so many things about him. But I can't, because I too have also forgotten him. ((Kagehina))

3. How falling saddens the soul

Hey guys,

So I originally planned to update this story yesterday but it was my birthday ((Wooooooo I'M 16!)) and I was a little bit busy 0/0

Have fun with chapter 2. I'm sorry once again 3

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The interior of the house was overly clean, not a thing out of place. A strong scent of flowers slapped Kageyama in the face. A scent of condolences and sadness. Kageyama wordlessly followed Hinata's parents up the stairs and stopped as he reached the top. The second door on the left. Kageyama remembers all the times he would race with Hinata's, who could reach his room first. Who could beat who on the PlayStation that was left plugged in to the TV opposite his bed. That always had their favourite game inserted and waiting for them. He forced the intruding thoughts down and looked up to see the faces waiting for him, waiting for him to open the door.

Hinata's room was exactly the same. The same smell of sweat and volleyballs, the same clothes strewn across the floor, the same desk with the same boring maths homework Hinata's had put off for weeks. It was the same painful, bitter memory that Kageyama would rather forget.

Out of habit Kageyama looked to the door, expecting Hinata to be leaning up against the door frame. A stupid smirk across his face. But the reality of an empty space was all Kageyama could see. It was pointless to think that he would ever come back; Hinata couldn't be fixed by tosses and volleyballs. Kageyama felt the full weight of his uselessness and sunk back around, to face the damage he had done.

"It still smells like him" Kageyama barely whispered, tears somehow made their way down his face, spilling against his cheeks. For the first time since the accident, Kageyama cried out and whispered Hinata's name. For the first time since Hinata had left, Kageyama said his name. The floodgates opened and he dropped to his knees. Hinata's parents ran to his side and embraced him.

"It's alright" "It's okay" "Shhh" Was all could Kageyama could hear over his own sobs. Kageyama willed himself to stand up and brush his tears away.

"Let's get this done" Mitchiko softly whispered as she looked at Kageyama with pitiful eyes. And they got started.

They stripped the bed and packed all of the clothes that were on the floor in a pile near the doorway. The PlayStation and T.V became unplugged and the games that went with it were placed into boxes, along with a few other gaming accessories. Kageyama sat at Hinata's desk and started to chip away at the layers of neglected homework. He piled up the papers and forgotten textbooks and put them in Hinata's schoolbag. Kageyama grabbed an empty box and started to place some of Hinata's sentimental things inside, his volleyballs, the photos of Natsu and his family, photos of himself. Until the desk was completely clean and empty.

Kageyama noticed that he was alone. Kageyama knew that they wanted him to do it for them. And Kageyama preferred to do it alone. He sat in the middle of the room and soaked up the atmosphere. Laying down, facing the ceiling he closed his eyes and reflected on all of the memories he had made with Hinata and planned how he should tackle this unbearable task.

Next, Kageyama moved to the bed, there had to be something under or even between the western styled bed.

Under the bed was completely clean, only a few cobwebs and nothing between. Kageyama had to hand it to Hinata, he was pretty cleanly. Kageyama moved to the enormous cupboard, that he was expecting to hold 15 years years of mess. The cupboard was next to Hinata's dresser, which Kageyama remembered stubbing his toe on, on multiple occasions.

The cupboard was, as predicted, filled to the brim with mess. Kageyama sighed as he sat and started to sort through it all. Kageyama made two piles. The 'Bin-It' pile and the "Keep it pile". He was about halfway through when Hinata's parents walked back into the room.

"Wow, you've made progress" Akito commented, looking around the room and scanning each pile and box.

"Ah, Kageyama...We were just on our way out to run some errands that absolutely must be done today... Will you be okay here? By yourself?" Mitchiko Added.

"Yeah, I know my way around...Soo..." Kageyama responded, not looking up from the floor that he was staring intently at.

"Good, there is fresh milk in the fridge and some snacks in the cupboard, help yourself." Mitchiko faked a smile as they both turned and walked out.

Kageyama was alone with his thoughts, and the mess, once again. Once he was done with the cupboard he grabbed another box and chucked the 'Bin it" pile inside... Just in case Mitchiko or Akito wanted to keep something.

Kageyama turned and decided to take a break. He walked down to the kitchen and opened the fridge where the promised milk was supposed to be and poured himself a glass. Kageyama looked around the kitchen in despair. Hinata was everywhere, not physically, but he was still here. His scent, his face, even his voice were all still fresh in his mind. Despite it being over 2 weeks since he had last seen him.

Sipping his milk, Kageyama reminiscences about the short time he had spent with Hinata and with his family. Kageyama reaches for his phone that he had left on the kitchen counter and turns it on. Hoping for a distraction from the thoughts that Kageyama seemed to spend dwelling on each day. The home screen lit up with multiple missed calls from his mother. Cringing as he remembered that he didn't tell her where he was going. He unlocked his phone and dialled 'Sakura Kageyama' ((A/N: Another made up name!))

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME KAGEYAMA" Kageyama jumped as the phone as his call was answered and he herd the scream of his mother.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED IVE BEEN?! HERE I WAS TRYING TO CHECK IN WITH YOU! I THOUGHT YOU HAD FINALLY SNAPPED! I thought..." Sakura had trailed off, not wanting to finish her sentence. Kageyama knew what she had implicated and felt guilty.

"I'm sorry mum. I'm at Hinata's" Kageyama replied.

"Why, what are you doing there?" Sakura worriedly asks, calmer than before.

"I'm helping, with his room"

"Oh, Tobio..."

"I might be home late. It depends, but I'll call you when I'm done. I'm fine and I'm safe. I'll call you later; I've got to finish..."

"I love you, Tobio."

"I love you too"

Kageyama hung up before anything else could be said. There was nothing more to say. He sighed a sad sigh as he cleaned his glass out and turned back to finish his job.

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Love, Winter Summers 3