Chapter 3 – Training Camp of Hell

When someone thinks of a 'Karasuno Bus Ride', they would think of a loud, fun, entertaining bus ride with lots of noise and chatter. What someone would not think of a 'Karasuno Bus Ride' is everyone on the bus, including the "not giving a crap" Tsukishima, quietly staring at Hinata, who was silently staring out the window, with eyes of pity. Normally the big ball of sunshine would arrive as early as possible on the bus to Tokyo, being very excited for the training camp. Today, however, was the total opposite.

When Hinata had arrived all quiet and depressed that morning, not saying a word while getting on the bus, this struck a nerve with Suga.

Suga had always been the classified unspoken "Mom" of the group. It has been said that whenever someone was sad or had something wrong with them, he would figure it out completely. Today, however, even a little child with no sense of maturity could tell that there was something wrong with Hinata. Not only did he show up that morning with slumped shoulders, semi-puffy red eyes, and a beat down expression, but also he had another bruise on his face, which really bothered Suga.

Suga knew that something was wrong with Hinata that involved violence. Whether it was bullies from school or outside of home, Suga knew that the problem had to be dealt with soon. He wanted to give Hinata some room, though, because if he was actually being bullied, he most likely needed some room to breathe.

Overall, Suga did not actually know how to specifically deal with this situation.

He eventually concluded that he would ask Daichi about it in private once everyone got onto the bus.

Looking around, while everyone entered the bus, everyone was completely silent. Suga could tell, by the expression on everyone's faces that they all knew that there was something bothering Hinata. Even the rude Tsukishima had a little bit of concern written on his face. Once everyone was onto the bus, except Daichi and him, the two of them walked in together and sat in the very front, which was the seat next to Coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei.

When Suga glanced over to where his Coach and sensei were seating, he could tell that they also knew there was something wrong with Hinata. Coach had the "I will talk to him later" look and Takeda-sensei looked like he was about to burst out sobbing. When everyone was situated in their seats and the bus took off to their destination, Suga waited a couple of minutes for the talking to start again.

None of that happened though.

Everyone was looking at Hinata, who sat next to Kageyama and was looking out the window. He looked even worse up close. Suga was going to call him up to the front of the bus to talk to him when Tanaka beat him to it.

"Hinata, is everything okay! Why is there another bruise on your face!" Tanaka asked Hinata, who was sitting with Nishinoya right in front of Hinata and Kageyama. Tanaka was up on his knees, back facing the front of the bus, looking down on Hinata. Suga wanted to tell him to shut up and leave him alone, but at the same time he also wanted to hear Hinata's answer. He didn't have the time to answer, however, when Hinata spoke up and answered.

"It's nothing, I'm fine really! I was just walking into the kitchen at night when my dad bumped right into me on accident! He was holding a pot at the time, so it hit my face and left a bruise, but no need to worry! I will be in top-shape today during the training camp!" Hinata said, while giving the whole team big thumbs up and a bright smile. Suga couldn't tell if the others noticed it too, but that smile was definitely a fake one. Daichi seemed to notice it too; he would talk with him about it later.

Tanaka also looked a little bit unconvinced, but as far as Suga could tell, he was going to let it go.

Once Tanaka sat down, and everyone started up his or her own little private conversation, Suga took this opportunity to talk to Daichi.

"Daichi," Suga whispered over to Daichi, who turned back to Suga, getting his attention, "it's about Hinata." Suga said quietly. Daichi, who got the memo, sighed and looked down at his feet. Suga couldn't tell what the captain was thinking, but by the looks of it he could tell it wasn't something that was good or cheerful.

"Suga," Daichi choked out a tiny, little sob, "there is a theory I have in mind, and I don't think you will like it." Suga could tell that Daichi looked both angry and sad at Hinata. Suga had no idea why he could be angry, but had a vague idea as to why Daichi was sad.

"W-Well, what is this theory of yours?" Suga questioned, nervous for Hinata. Suga wished with all his heart that Daichi's theory wasn't something terribly bad.

"Well….first I have to tell you something. You see, I've sort of been hiding this from you ever since Hinata showed up. I am one-hundred percent sure no one else has noticed, because it was barely noticeable by me." Daichi said, bringing his sad gaze up from the ground and it met with Suga's.

Suga, who still had no clue as to what the heck Daichi could be talking about, asked, "Daichi, what is it you want to tell me." Suga whispered. He really hoped no one could over hear their conversation, especially not Hinata.

"So, a couple minutes before we all loaded onto the bus, I was sort-of eavesdropping on a conversation between Coach Ukai and Hinata. Hinata was apparently explaining to him what had happened to his face, and why he was late. Towards the end of the conversation, I saw Coach Ukai shake Hinata's hand and pat him on the back, telling him to get better. When I saw them shake hands, however, Hinata's jacket rose up just a little bit, and I-I saw….I saw…" Daichi almost choked on what he was about to say next, because he didn't want his theory to be true, "I saw b-bandages, Suga, fucking bandages. What if he is hurting himself! What if, W-What if…"

"Daichi!" Suga whisper yelled, trying his best to calm the captain down. Suga was obviously taken aback at Daichi's words. There was no way the little ball of sunshine was hurting himself, but then again, he has been acting very strange in a not-good-at-all sort of way. After hearing Daichi's theory, and putting together all of Hinata's recent strange behavior, his theory might as well be true.

Wait, Suga, do not think that. It might not be true at all; no need to jump to conclusions.

"Listen, Daichi, you need to calm down. We have no actually way of proving that that is what is actually happening. Besides…."

Shit….

"Your right Suga, it is just a theory anyway-wait, Suga! Why do you look so pale? And besides what…is there something wrong?" Daichi said, shooting nervous glances in Suga's direction.

The training camp! We still have no idea what's wrong with Hinata, and they are going to be asking questions as to why Hinata looked and acted like crap. Oh God…I totally forgot about our main objective.

"Two words: Training Camp. Daichi, they are bound to ask us what's wrong with Hinata, and we don't have a straight answer to give. Plus, by the looks of it, Hinata definitely will not be on his A game, which isn't a good thing." Suga said to Daichi.

Daichi, who's realization was just coming into place, dropped his jaw and stared as Suga with wide eyes. "Suga, you're right! What are we going to do?" Daichi said, forgetting to whisper. Suga held back the urge to restrain his mouth, but fortunately, nobody heard them. After getting Daichi to calm down a little bit, they finally continued with their conversation.

"There has to be something we can do, Suga, I don't want Hinata to feel any more overwhelmed than he already his. All that will do is make matters worse." Daichi whispered over to Suga, who nodded in response to Daichi's question.

There has to be something we can do! A message, a warning, anything! Wait….

"There is something we can do, Daichi! We just have to hope he goes through with it!" Suga yelled as quietly as he could. He didn't know of his plan would work, because the person on the other side would have to go through with it, and this plan could potentially make the whole situation worse, but it was the only thing that Suga could come up with.

"He? Suga, what is your plan of action?" Daichi asked, very confused.

"Well, you do have Kuroo's number, don't you? Just text him telling him that there is something wrong with Hinata, and asking him if he can tell his team to lay of the questions. That could work, right? Suga asked, with a tint of hope in his voice. This plan was the best for Hinata, and it was all that they could do.

"Yeah, that could work, but I don't know if Kuroo would go through with it. I mean, he is a nice guy on the inside, sort of."

"Sort of?" Suga was starting to think that this plan wouldn't go through after all.

"Well, like you said, it doesn't hurt to try."

"Yes, Daichi, it could."

"Then what else can we do?"

"Nothing…"

"That's my point. I will do my part, texting Kuroo what you said, and hopefully things will work out. I mean, I'm sure things will. If they don't, they don't, and there is nothing we can do about it." Daichi said, reassuring Suga.

"Your right, Daichi, just do it."

"And I will." Daichi said, taking out his phone and started searching for Kuroo's number.

Kuroo, who was currently eating lunch outside with Kenma, Yaku, Lev, and Yamamoto, was getting excited for the afternoon.

"Kuroo-san, why are you acting all excited?" Yaku asked Kuroo, who was currently eating a Tuna sandwich while browsing through his phone. After hearing Yaku's question, Kuroo looked up from his phone and stared at Yaku.

"I'm not acting excited!" Kuroo said, putting down his phone and glaring at Yaku. "Yes you are Kuroo. Is it about the training camp taking place in two hours?" Kenma asked, agreeing with Yaku's statement. Kuroo, was had no intention of giving up, snapped back at the two of them. "Of course I'm excited, but I sure as hell am not acting like it." Kuroo said with his mouth full of tuna sandwich.

"Kuroo-senpai, no one can understand you when your mouth is full of tuna sandwich." Lev pointed out, making Yaku laugh while holding his stomach.

"Shut up! All of three of you!" Kuroo said at the three of them. By now all of them where laughing, except for Kenma who was chuckling a little bit. Kuroo, who still had the tuna sandwich in his mouth, had little pieces of breadcrumbs fall form his mouth whenever he spoke. Clearly annoyed, Kuroo swallowed the whole thing before speaking again.

"I swear you three will pay for this-"Kuroo's words where cut off by the buzz of his phone. The three of them stopped laughing to look at Kuroo's phone, which was vibrating. Kuroo, who had finished his sandwich, dropped the conversation to look at his text.

"Who texted you?" Yaku asked, curious as to who Kuroo was texting, "Is it Bokuto-san?"

Kuroo picked up the phone, also curious as to whom texted him. It wasn't Bokuto, because he was busy getting ready for the training camp and said he could talk, so who could it be? Unlocking his phone, he went to his messages to check who texted him. As it turned out, it was actually Daichi.

Why would Karasuno's captain text me now? It's probably about the training camp today.

"It was actually Karasuno's captain. Probably about the two day training camp." Kuroo replied, opening up the text. "Oh," Yaku replies. Lev, who was joining in on the conversation, asked, "What did he say?"

"Hold on, let me open it."

Kuroo, who opened up the text message, proceeded to reading it.

To - Kuroo

From – Karasuno's Captain (Daichi)

Received 12:41 pm

Listen, Kuroo, I really need you to cooperate.

Something terrible has happened to Hinata, and we don't know exactly what it is. All we know is that he is injured greatly, and is not acting his usual bright self.

Please, if you could, tell your team not to ask him any questions that would overwhelm him. If you will, thanks for your concern.

Kuroo, who's mouth got wider and wider after every word, dropped his phone and let out a small gasp, quickly covering his mouth.

"Kuroo, what's wrong?" Kenma quickly asked, dropping the game he was playing and put a hand on Kuroo's shoulder.

Something has happened to the shrimp? That's terrible…

"Yaku, Kenma, Lev, please gather up the whole team, including the coach immediately, no questions. I will explain later what is going on." Kuroo said, picking up his phone and walking over to the gym, leaving the three of them sitting there in complete shock.

Once everyone was gathered inside of the gym, everyone formed a half circle around Kuroo while he explained to the whole team, including the coaches, what was going on.

"Now I need you all to cooperate with me here. I just received a text from Karasuno's captain, that was really important. And, as you all know who Karasuno's number 10 is, well…he texted me saying that something terrible has happened to him, but they don't know what it is yet. He told me that he was injured and isn't actual self. So, please, during the training camp, don't ask him any questions that will overwhelm him, because that will just make matters worse. That is all." Kuroo said, before leaving the gym. Everyone, especially Kenma, stood there in complete silence, not knowing what else to say.

Hinata's fake mask and fake smile was obviously not working.

What he was supposed to do was walk onto the bus, not having worried a single soul, and act like he did a few days ago. Unfortunately, considering Hinata's luck within the past two days, have been absolute shit; he did the exact opposite.

It wasn't Hinata's fault actually, it was Kageyama's. Now, every time he looks at him, he gets this weird feeling inside of his stomach. Also, on top of all of that, there was no way that Hinata could face all of his teammates, not after that dream. Still, Hinata still had that little thought in the back of his head that everything will be ok.

He was wrong.

Hinata, who still had no idea on whether or not he was actually gay, was getting abused by his father, and completely hates himself, needs to talk to someone.

But just doesn't know who.

He thought about Suga being his option, but quickly chickened out after his dream; there is no way it will be one of his teammates after that.

Then, he thought about Kenma, but he didn't want to be bothersome to him. He is on another team after all.

So, after about a few minutes of thinking, Hinata came to the conclusion that he wouldn't say a word to anyone and lay low for a while.

Worst mistake ever.

Not even a few minutes on the bus and he is already being questioned by Tanaka-senpai. Completely scared, Hinata put on the brightest mask he could manage and came up with the most believable excuse that would come to mind. Even though no one bought it, it did save Hinata from being questioned any more.

Now, only minutes away from their destination, Hinata was scared out of his mind.

Not only did he feel completely alone and useless, the memories from that night were slowly coming back to him; something he didn't want to have to deal with. On top of that, they are going to the two day training camp at Tokyo, which Hinata was both excited and anxious about. He really wanted to have the chance to play volleyball, but A.) He didn't know if he was physically and mentally ready to play, and B.) He knew that he was going to be bombarded with questions once he arrived, something he wasn't completely ready to do.

Overall, Hinata just didn't know what to do with just about everything.

As they neared the school, Hinata started to panick. He didn't want to deal with everyone asking him what happened, and he didn't want to deal with secretly replacing his bandage, and crap…

I am so screwed! I am so screwed! What if they all find out what happened! What if they see my arm!

Hinata threw is head in his hands and let out a loud gasp, catching the attention of Kageyama who was next to him, Tsukishima and Yamaguchi who were in the seat behind him, Tanaka and Nishinoya who were in front of him, and Asahi who was in the seat next to Kageyama and Hinata.

"Hinata, are you ok!" Asahi loudly asked, getting the attention of everyone on the bus.

Hinata didn't have the words to respond. Instead, he let out another loud gasp, tears running down his face. He had no way of controlling what was happening, and he just wanted to stop.

Why the hell can I not speak! But wait…

What will my team think of me? What will the other teams say when they see me? What if my dreams come true? What if everyone finds out about what my dad did to me? What if they hate me for it!

By now, Hinata, who was feeling scared as shit, was gasping for air trying his very best to breathe. He was obviously having a panic attack, but didn't know how to deal with it. His head was in his hands, and he felt like he was drowning. He wasn't sobbing, but there were small trails of tears rolling down his face.

"Everybody, clear away from Hinata and give him space! Tanaka, give him this water bottle." Coach Ukai yelled out to everybody, while throwing a water bottle at Tanaka. Tanaka, who caught it with ease, gave it to Hinata, telling him to drink it.

Suga, who ran from the front of the bus all the way to the back, told everyone to back up (including Kageyama) and knelt in front of the seat that Hinata was sitting in. Suga put a hand on Hinata's shoulder and started spouting words of comfort.

"Hinata, everything is going to be alright. Everything is fine, no one is going to hurt you. Just breathe in….out….in….out….Your safe Hinata, just relax." Suga said in one of the most calming voices Hinata has ever heard. With Suga's words of comfort, the warm hand relaxing his shoulder, all the worried glances his teammates where shooting him; Hinata slowly began to calm down, second by second.

By the time Hinata was calm and his panic attack was over, they had arrived at the two day training camp. No one, who was still in shock after what had happened, made a move to get off the bus. Even the coach and sensei still stood there in shock sending worried glances in Hinata's direction.

Hinata, who wanted all of the attention off of him, wanted to get off the bus as soon as possible.

"W-Well, what are you all s-standing there for. L-Let's go play some volleyball….!"

It took Karasuno 10 minutes to get off the damn bus once they arrived.

When the bus had arrived, Kuroo, Kenma, Yaku, Lev, Yamamoto, Bokuto, Akaashi, and all the Coaches and teachers were gathered at the front of the school, ready to greet Karasuno. They had all been informed of Hinata's condition, so they were really worried for the shrimp. So, when Karasuno arrived, they expected everyone to get off the bus excited to be hear, with a very quiet Hinata.

Instead, they were met with ten minutes of nothing.

Kenma, who was getting really bored, asked the question to nobody in particular. "What is taking them so long to get off the bus?" Kenma asked, getting everyone's attention.

"Don't know, since you can't see through the window from this far away. It's really hard to tell what they are doing in there." Yaku responded, shrugging and taking a sip of his water bottle.

"Who knows? Maybe they are just taking a long ass time of getting ready, or maybe someone threw up?" Kuroo suggested, causing everyone to relax a little.

Maybe they are just taking a long time to get ready, Kenma reassured himself, Hopefully there is nothing wrong with Shoyo.

After what felt like years, the members of Karasuno stated filing out. The first one out was Shoyo…

OH MY GOD!

Everyone gasped and put their hands to their mouth. Some even tried to contain yelps as they sat Hinata walk towards the school. When Kuroo had explained Shoyo's current situation to everyone, none of them had expected it to be this bad. As Shoyo got closer, they could all see his face clearly.

He looked like trash.

His hair was a bed head ten times worse than Kuroo's; he had a black eye on one side of his face, and a bruise on another. His eyes were a little bit red and puffy, and he wore a frown on his face. His hands were in his pockets, and he walked with his head facing the ground. As he walked by the group of people, he showed no side of saying hi or jumping up and down with excitement. There was truly something bad with Shoyo, and it really bothered Kenma.

Once he was out of earshot, Kenma balled is fists and held his head low.

"Shoyo…"

"Hey, don't worry," Kuroo said, putting a hand on Kenma's shoulder, reassuring him that everything was going to be ok, "We will figure something out."

Kenma wasn't too sure of that when he saw the rest of Karasuno walk out of the bus.

They all looked on edge, almost as if a bomb were about to explode. By the looks of their expression, he could tell that something had definitely happened on that bus, and Kenma wanted to know what had happened.

They all looked mad, as if they were mad at something, but they also looked sad, as if they were pitying something. When they all walked past, they didn't say a word. The coach, teacher, and captain, however, stayed behind to talk to everyone.

"Did something happen in the bus?" Coach Nekomata asked them, filled with concern.

"Well," their coach explained, "Hinata had a panic attack…"

A panic attack?!

With these words everyone's jaw is dropped, everyone gasps, some even holding back chokes.

"A panic attack? That's terrible! I hope Hinata is ok!" Lev yelled out, breaking the silence. He looked like he was about to cry, and Kenma couldn't blame him. Shoyo, who was happy and filled with too much energy; anyone would pity him if they saw him being depressed.

"Well, for now, but we don't exactly know what is exactly wrong with him. We hope that he will gather up some courage and talk to someone with this training camp, but now I'm n-not so sure." Their captain said, his gaze returning to the floor once more. Kuroo, who looked like he was about to punch a wall, quickly spoke up.

"Look, we don't know for sure if that's the case, but it will work out eventually. I already talked to most of the people at this training camp, and they all said that they will do their best not to fluster chibi-chan in any way. So, I think the best thing to do would to just give him some room." Kuroo said, trying his best to reassure Karasuno's captain. It apparently worked, because he quickly nodded, responded with a "Your right…" and just walked off to their destination.

Kenma was really worried for Shoyo. He didn't want him being so sad and beaten up. Just from a little glance, Kenma could tell that there was something seriously wrong with Hinata, and he wanted with all of his heart to figure out what was wrong with him. Kenma couldn't stand watching someone so energetic look so down.

"Don't worry, Kenma," Yaku reassured him while putting a hand on Kenma's shoulder, "I'm sure he will eventually be ok."

Kenma wanted so badly to believe those words.

"Yaku's right, Kenma, no need to beat yourself up because of this." Kuroo stated, adding on to what Yaku said.

"Your right…." Kenma responded, looking up from the floor and towards the school.

"Well, in that case, let's go play some volleyball!" Bokuto exclaimed, leading the rest of the group towards were everyone else was playing volleyball.

Hinata really wanted to play volleyball. At the same time, however, he didn't want anyone seeing the bandage on his left arm. Not only will that raise suspicion among everyone, but he was afraid of what will happen when he goes to block or receive the volleyball. Since the wound hadn't fully healed yet, it was bound to start bleeding when he played, and Hinata didn't really want to deal with that. Also, everyone might suspect that Hinata had purposely harmed himself, which he didn't, and he also didn't want to deal with that either.

So, after a long time of debating, Hinata decided he would play volleyball with his jacket on. If anyone asked (which people probably will) he was just going to say that he was extra cold.

After getting all of his stuff settled inside of the room that everyone was going to sleep in, he slipped on his shoes and headed out after everyone else.

Unfortunately, for Hinata, everyone stopped to look at Hinata who was currently wearing a jacket. "Aren't you gonna be hot in that?" Tanaka asked, giving Hinata one of the most questionable looks. "Not only that, but that jacket is going to mess up your receives, blocks, and spikes." Kageyama added, also giving Hinata a very questionable look.

Crap! Kageyama spoke to me!

"Uh-I Uh...I-It's really cold, you see, and um yeah…" Hinata quickly said, rushing past the group and sprinted towards the gym. Hinata could feel all of the eyes on him, and he didn't feel like dealing with them. Hinata quickly entered the gym, hoping to avoid his team's gazes.

But everything was worse inside of the gym.

The moment Hinata entered, everyone's eyes were on him. Hinata knew why they were all looking at him with such pitiful eyes, and it really annoyed him. He didn't want people looking at him any differently than they have before; it really pissed him off. What was even worse than the gazes was the pointing and gasping.

I mean sure, someone walks in with a black eye and a bruise, but you don't have to be so rude and obvious about it.

As Hinata slowly made his way to were his first match was against, which was Nekoma, he could feel all of them secretly looking at him, but at least they were trying to be secret about it.

When the rest of the team showed up, everyone got settled and both teams started their stretches and warm ups.

Hinata was starting to get really nervous. Even though he knew in advanced that receiving and blocking with his left arm was going to be painful, he was still scared. It was going to hurt and Hinata was bound to show some little sign of hurt or discomfort. The last thing Hinata needed was for anyone to see the horrible word left behind on his arm. So, being the stubborn decoy he is, he wasn't going to let anyone figure out the truth behind why he was wearing the jacket.

Hinata was brought out of his thoughts when Daichi yelled out, "Line up for receives!"

Oh, shit….

Hinata reluctantly got in the back of the line, severely regretting even coming to this training camp in the first place. Oh wait, my father forced me to. Coach Ukai got in front of the line and started spiking balls at the first person in line. When it was Nishinoya's turn, he proceeded in doing the "Rolling Thunder." Even in Hinata's current mood, he still had the energy and spirit to gawk and Nishinoya's awesome receive. Then, after him, it was Daichi, then Ennoshita, then Tanaka, then Tsukishima, then Yamaguchi then-

It was Hinata's turn.

"Hinata, are you sure you are ok with playing in that? Not only are you eventually going to get hot, but it is going to mess up your receives and blocks." Coach Ukai asked, giving him a face of confusion. "Yes, I'm sure." Hinata said, trying his very best to manage even the smallest of smiles. After confirming that he will be wearing his jacket for the entire game, Coach Ukai resumed the drill once more, throwing up the ball in a preparation to spike it at Hinata.

Here it comes…

Once the ball hit the Coach's hand, fortunately for Hinata, it came sailing right in his direction. Unfortunately, that also meant it had a lot of momentum. Bracing for impact, Hinata quickly got in position and received the ball right back to Coach Ukai. Once the ball reached Hinata's arms, Hinata let out a grunt in pain before leaving to the end of the line. Everyone, including the coach, seems to notice Hinata's action, and were all worried, especially Suga-mama.

When Hinata had reached the back of the line, Yamaguchi turned around and asked Hinata the question.

"Hinata, are you ok? That receive looked like it really hurt." Yamaguchi asked Hinata, with a tone of concern in his voice. "No, didn't hurt at all! Just took me a little off guard because I wasn't paying attention." Hinata responded, giving Yamaguchi one of the biggest thumbs up and smiles he could manage. Luckily, their short, awkward conversation came to an end when the Coach called everybody over to the bench were they would discuss starting positions.

"Ok, so Nishinoya, Asahi, Daichi, Kageyama, Tanaka, and Hinata will all be out starters. These are your positions, so get in them once you get on the court. That's all I have to say, besides do your best and have fun!" Coach Ukai explained, showing everyone their starting positions, and getting everybody into a little huddle. Once in the huddle, everybody put their hands in the middle.

"KARASUNO!" Daichi yelled out.

"FIGHT!" Everyone else yelled out, releasing their hands from the middle pumping them in the air and walking out onto the court.

Once on the court, all of the starters of Nekoma gave Hinata a questioning look. Kuroo even pointed to Hinata's jacket while quirking an eyebrow. "I'm really cold." Hinata replied, walking over to the far side of the court where he was positioned.

When the game started, nothing bad had happened at first. Hinata could perform his quicks without problem all while avoiding Kageyama. Whenever Hinata went up to block, it would bounce off Hinata's right arm, his hands, or somebody else's arm. Also, since he was in the vanguard, he did not have to worry much about receiving as much as Nishinoya and Daichi did.

Unfortunately, considering Hinata's luck, things started to go wrong when Hinata was rotated towards the right of the court.

It was Karasuno's serve, which was Asahi serving, and he performed a perfect jump power serve as usual. Nekoma's libero, however, picked the serve right up and sent it to Kenma. Kenma jumped up to set it to Kuroo-

Wait…

At the corner of Hinata's eye, he could see Lev running up to jump. He quickly followed Lev and jumped right as Kenma tossed him the ball. Unfortunately, for Lev, Hinata was there just in time for Lev to spike the ball right into Hinata's arms, and have it bounce right off and onto their side of the court.

Hinata didn't care about the point; he only cared about the point.

Hinata yelped out in pain after that block, which had sadly hid directly on Hinata's left arm. Hinata fell onto his knees, hand grasping his left arm, which was now bleeding. The blood was soaking his jacket, and there was blood trickling down his arm onto his hands, visible to everyone.

"Oh my god, Hinata! Are you okay!" Daichi quickly asked, rushing over to Hinata's side.

Hinata didn't want any of this to happen. He was just supposed to enjoy the sport of volleyball without any worry, and here he was. Kneeling on the floor with a bloody arm, and a crowd of volleyball players (from both teams) crowded around him. Hinata didn't want any of this attention, let alone the pain.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault! If only I wasn't gay, then none of this would have ever happened.

If I wasn't gay, I wouldn't have the word 'Fag' carved into my skin.

I wouldn't have people worrying about me.

I wouldn't be a burden.

Why can't I just be normal!

Hinata stood up, ignoring the protests and concerned voices of his teammates, and pushed past the clump of people around him. He quickly ran out of that gym as fast as possible , ignoring all of the gazes that were boring onto his back. Once out of the gym, Hinata ran as fast as he could to the bathroom. One inside of the bathroom, Hinata locked himself in one of the stalls, where no one would ever reach him.

He felt guilty, but he also felt safe in a weird sort of way. None of that mattered anyway, as Hinata cried and cried until he was practically sobbing uncontrollably. After crying a good amount of minutes, his pain from his left arm quickly brought him back into reality.

Hinata quickly took of his jacket and threw it on the bathroom floor. Then, he slowly started to unravel the bandages that were on his arm. Once they were all off, he threw them on the floor also.

Once everything constricting his wound was off, he took a second to look at his wound.

'Fag'

That word made him want to die in a hole so badly, but he had to be strong for his team, no matter how sad he was. Then again, there was another side of him that told him no one cared; that they all thought he was a fag. Thinking back on this, he remembered his dream, the way all of his teammates looked at him. It made him want to throw up then and there.

Quickly getting a wad of toilet paper, he began dabbing in the wound, trying his best to soak up all the blood.

He was so involved in him cleaning the wound that he didn't notice the sound of the door opening.

So, after cleaning up the wound, Hinata walked out of the stall to rinse off all of the dry blood and through the piece of toilet paper away.

Worse mistake ever.

Once he left the stall, there was someone standing in the doorway, looking at him in pity. Hinata couldn't tell who he was, because he wasn't looking at him at the time. So, when he went to go rinse off the dry blood, he was scared out of his mind when the person came behind him and grabbed his arm, muttering two, devastating words.

"Hinata….why?"

Sooo….who is the person in the bathroom? Read to find out! Also, sorry for my trash writing, I try my best. Anyways, see you next chapter!