HINATA

I decided to let go and listen to everything Kageyama said. I can feel myself improving and it feels great. I can't wait to get back to school and try everything with my team mates.

"One more!" I yell out of breath.

"You said that 30 minutes" sighed Kageyama. "I am tired, sweaty, and in need of a shower." I saw the snow start to fall again. Kageyama looks up at the sky as do I. Deep down I am glad because I like being around him. I wonder if I can get him to open up to me. I feel like he is letting me in. I look at him as he is still looking at the snow fall and he looks so beautiful. I remember hugging him last night. He smelled so good and was so soft coming out of the showers. I felt so small in his arms seeing that he is so much taller than me. "Let's head inside. Looks like I will need to stay another night."

I grin as I start walking into the house behind him. My mom has lunch already set out for us.

"Looks like you boys had a great practice" she smiled.

"Something like that" replied Kageyama.

"I hope you don't mind but I washed your clothes for you. They are currently in the dryer." Kageyama bowed.

"Thank you so much! I really appreciate you opening your home to me."

"Your welcome" she laughed. "You remind me of Hinata in certain ways. I think that helps."

"Mom is dad okay?" I asked.

"He is fine" she replied. "He is holed up in hotel with his laptop for work. Thank god for that. You know how he is when it comes to work." I nod knowing all too well. Father works a lot but he actually enjoys what he does. I stretch feeling tired. Playing volleyball in the snow is a bit more challenging, especially with the coat on and snow boots.

I head upstairs peaking in the guest room. "Kageyama, you can take a bath first if you like. You did do me a favor by training with me today." I can't help but notice that his face is still red. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine" he replied. "You can go ahead and go in first. My clothes may be done drying by time you come out." I don't question him any further given his tone. I head to take a bath first. I am relaxing in the water replaying how things went outside. I didn't get a smile out him but a smirk. That has got to count for something right? I feel like maybe he was getting his old spark back. I feel more determined to see his smile. I finish up my bath preparing the tub for Kageyama. I go back pass his room.

"I got the tub ready for you" I told him. He is laying on the bed looking just as tired as I felt earlier.

"Okay" he muttered. I feel a little worried but I think I am overreacting. I head to my room and hop on my computer. I check my phone and see a message from Sugawara. He was asking how did I spend my snow day? Had the nerve to ask if I studied. As if I would spend my day doing that. I surf on the internet until my mind drifts back to Kageyama. I look at the clock and it has been a little over an hour. I go towards the guest room and I noticed the door is cracked. I look inside before knocking. I see Kageyama on the floor in his towel breathing hard, red face and looking terrible.

"Baka" I say coming in closing the door so my mom or sister don't walk by seeing him in this state. I walk over to him and help him off the floor. His body is smothering hot. "Are you sick?"

"I think so" he breathed. "I feel like I have no strength." I feel bad making him practice out there in the snow. I didn't think he would get sick. He is a lot heavier than he looks. I was struggling to get him on the bed. I finally manage to get him on the bed when his towel flies open. I immediately look between his legs taking in his member. I turn away.

"We are both men" said Kageyama. "Nothing to be shy about. Can you grab my pants and shirt in the corner your mother washed." I went to go grab them trying to calm down. I look down at the floor as I hand him his pants. Yeah, we are both men but I never seen anyone as big as him either. I look at the floor as I hear him sliding on the clothes. "Can you get me some medicine? I don't want to get sicker."

"Good idea" I laugh. I come out of the room and head downstairs to the cabinet where my mother keeps the medicine and first aid. I grabbed something for his fever along with the cooling cloth we will need. I grab a bottle of water and make my way back upstairs. I pass mom and Natsu in the living room, they are watching some TV show together. I know mother is going to be preparing dinner soon.

I head into the room handing Kageyama the bottle of water and pills to take first. I run to the bathroom to wet the cloth trying make my way back to the room quickly. I trip on my way to the bed falling face first on his lap. I hear him grunt.

"I'm so sorry" I stammered. He is still huddled over as if he is in pain, I feel awful.

"Cloth, you idiot" he snaps. I forgot I was even holding it. I hand it to him. He groans again laying back while laying the cloth on his forehead. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you an idiot."

"I know" I reply. "I really am sorry though." He chuckles.

"How can you be so good in volleyball but so clumsy"

"I don't know" I shrug. "Are you starting to feel better?"

"Maybe" he replied. "I think I just need some rest." I stand up looking at him. I walk out of the room remember the warmth of his body. I wrap my arms around myself heading back to my room.

My mom had finished cooking dinner but I informed her Kageyama was not feeling well. She put a plate aside for him and told me she proud of me for taking care of our guest. I still feel pretty guilty about everything. I am getting ready for bed and I want to make sure he doesn't need anything else before I retire for the night. I take him a new water. He is currently in a deep sleep making me glad I didn't knock on the door. I take his cloth feeling his head. His fever is going down and that makes me glad.

I look down at his chest raising and falling and I swallow hard. For some strange reason this is exciting me. I shake my head trying to get rid of the feelings I am starting to have for him. This is ridiculous. He is a guy, I am a guy, he is here to help our team. Plus is old, okay not old but old enough! I look at his lips and they look so inviting. I lick my lips looking down at his body looking a little glowing in the moonlight. I notice the tent under the covers causing me to blush.

I look away for a brief moment breathing even harder. What the hell is happening. I look back at Kageyama and he is still sound asleep. I feel like I am being pulled into him, I lean over closer to him touching the side of his face.

"What hurt you?" I whispered. "Why did you stop playing volleyball?" He doesn't move an inch not that is matters as I move closer to him. Soon I feel my lips meeting his. His lips are a little dry but I know this due to him being sick. In a weird way, it feels like he is kissing me back. I start to move my lips against his getting swept away by whatever this is that I am feeling. I hear him moan causing me to pull back. I am scared shitless recollecting myself and running out there. I go back to my room locking the door. I look down the at my own now throbbing hard on.

I gasp as I grab myself. I don't think I have ever been this hard in my life. I shake my head cutting off my room light climbing into bed. I laying on my back trying to drift off but dick is still so hard. I slowly wrap my hand around it moaning lowly. I start to replay the kiss in my mind, the hug I gave him the day before, his towel falling…. I arch my back as my hand continues to work up and down my shaft.

I wish it was Kayegama touching me. Giving me the face he had when he was on the floor in the room. All fluster and weak, in this case he would be weak from arousal. You feel so good Hinata I imagine him saying. I think of him kissing me much more passionately even going as far as to put his tongue inside my month. I grip my sheet as I feel myself getting closer.

I want you to come with me he says with that deep voice of his. I moan a little louder as I release into my hand. I am coming too hard to even keep my eyes open. I lay there staring at the ceiling with the cum in my hand probably drying up. I reach over to my small nightstand grabbing some tissues and cleaning my hand off. I toss the evidence in the trash and lay back in bed. I bit my lip staring at the ceiling. What is happening to me? What is this feeling?