To all who are updated in the Haikyuu manga, I'm sure you'll know what I mean when I say this.
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Chapter 6: Nose
"Kageyama-kun…"
"What?" He sounded annoyed as usual. It wasn't of any difference. From the first day of their meeting to this very moment, the angel remained grumpy. Breakfast comes, and he would just silently stand there while watching Hinata's mother cook. The good woman would settle down the food, not the least ware of the presence of some angel who was now eyeing the freshly fried omu rice and sausages with a beastly look far from the pristine image befitting of a celestial being from the sky. At this, Hinata would always excuse himself, making sure to bring up some food to his room and Kageyama rummage the leftover food.
"You're like a pet, Kageyama-kun…" Hinata mused, watching Kageyama stuff more rice in his mouth.
"Shut up. Human food is incomparable. And the scent. It's something that can't be defined by the heavens."
"But angels don't really need to eat right?"
"Owe y ont...(No they don't) Kageyama said amidst a full mouth.
It was times like this that the small lad by the name of Hinata Shouyo could not help but smile. As grumpy and scary this crow-like angel might look like, there was no denying. There was that gentle side of him. It exists. And he could be—wait—was that really the right term?
He can be adorable.
"You're really like a pet, some scary beast that gets tamed when trained."
"Urgh, excuse me? Who are you calling your pet?"
Hinata stuffed his books to his bag. The memory of Kageyama's voice was still fresh from his memory. It took him by surprise that an angel carrying such a scary expression had such a wonderful voice. He was right. His voice was able to calm him despite that eerie nightmare. Then again, he was an angel. But Hinata chose not to voice out these thoughts.
Last night, he just wanted to listen to him sing. That was all that mattered, as if it was some sacred ritual that ought to be not interrupted by anything.
Yet as luck would have had it, Hinata fell asleep in the middle of the song. He wasn't able to hear the rest of it, and this was the very reason why he had been throwing suggestive glances to the grumpy angel.
"No."
"E-Eh?"
"I'm not singing that again, and with that, I mean…I'm never singing to you again."
"But!—hey wait—I haven't even said anything!"
"I can read your mind, just so you know. When you were in that hospital, I could even hear your thoughts. Plus you're very easy to read, Hinata," The angel said as soon as he finished eating.
"But I really want to hear it! The rest of it!" Hinata exclaimed.
"No. You had your chance and you missed it. Ha!" Kageyama let out a smirk as he closed the book. "Now pipe down and go to school."
Hinata smiled. "I see. So that's how it is, Kageyama-kun." The shrimp left his bag on the desk.
"…"
Hinata turned around.
"Take this as my good morning greeting.
Hinata had grabbed the pillow, tossing it up high in the air.
And hit it full-force towards the clueless angel.
The poor angel almost hit the wall as he stumbled against Hinata's desk.
"That's one point for Hinata Team!" Hinata yelled as he roared in laughter, toppling over the bed as he clutched his stomach.
The angel, whose head had seemed to have gained a lump, thanks the power smash pillow attack, stood up.
He was grinning, and Hinata could hardly see his eyes.
"Oh…not bad, Hinata Shouyou. I daresay, that toss was worth of an ace."
Hinata stopped laughing.
"I'm…going to sch-AHHHHH! WAIT!"
It was too late. Kageyama had caught hold of his wrists, the angel moving with such a speed that made Hinata that—hell yeah stupid—you were messing with an angel.
Hinata squeezed his eyes shut as he felt those strong arms wrap themselves around him.
"Hinata, you know what? The way wrestlers fight had always fascinated me."
"…"
Hinata gave a nervous laugh.
"Hahahaha, you're so funny Kageyama-kun. Now let me go and go run to school…"
"And then there's this one move I've always wanted to try…" Hinata felt the grip tighten around his waist.
"No. You won't Kageyama-kun."
Hinata's eyes caught sight of the mirror. The wicked creature was smiling, his eyes flashing with the same amount of menace he carried towards those bullies.
"Let's see what you got!"
The smaller lad felt himself being lifted off the ground as Kageyama arched himself backwards, ready to throw Hinata to the bed, wrestler style.
"I'll die! I'LL SERIOUSLY DIE YOU IDIO—eh?"
The sensation of the floor came back.
His feet were back to the ground.
"Kageyama-kun?"
The grip around his waist tightened. To Hinata's surprise, the angel had buried his nose right at the side of his neck.
He was sniffing him.
"E-Eh?"
"You smell…like the sun…"
"…"
It could have been five seconds. Ten seconds. No wait—fifteen seconds?
The orange head had no idea, but for a moment, the angel just stayed there, just behind him, arms now wrapped in a tight but gentle way around the small waist. Hinata knew that this was the perfect time to escape, but for some reason.
He could not just break that clasp.
When he looked back at the mirror, the grumpy angel was now carrying a gentle expression.
And he was smiling. It tickled for a bit. After all, his lips were now practically touching the skin on his neck.
"And you're warm…"
Hinata saw a red tinge spread across his cheeks from his reflection.
"Then again…you smell like the sun…"
"How does the sun even smell…" Hinata managed to blurt out.
"No idea."
"You're weird."
"You're weirder. You kept staring at my eyes, at least I can enjoy your scent. Fair share."
"Is it cold in heaven?"
"Hm…just fine. It's just an expanse of blue. There's isn't really anything to see. That's why some angels love wandering in this place. Humans. Streets. Animals. Trees. All the things that you couldn't see on that place, we find it here."
"Were you lonely?"
Kageyama opened his eyes.
"Were you lonely when you were there, Kageyama-kun?"
The image of a crow flashed before his eyes. It was a winter, and the snow just wouldn't stop from falling.
"I supposed I am."
It was Hinata's turn to smile.
"If you were lonely, you could just stay you know," Hinata spoke, settling his smaller hands on top of the bigger ones.
"Stay?"
"Yep. Stay here. Live with us. You can make them see you right? Just live us a human. And then we could go to a volleyball team. With your skills, you'd be the number one setter in Japan, maybe even the whole world!"
Kageyama could not help but break a smile as he listened to the enthusiasm in Hinata's voice.
"And then I'll be the one who'll score those points with your tosses!" Hinata's eyes were now practically gleaming.
Ah.
He really is…
The sun.
Hinata felt the arms loosen around him.
"You should really set off for school."
The orange head could only stare at the face in the mirror.
Somehow, it had changed.
Was it sadness? He really wasn't sure. But he was looking at him with an expression that sent a certain pang to his heart.
Nevertheless, Hinata Shouyou smiled.
"Do you like pork buns?"
"Pork buns? Oh…you mean that stuff they sell in convenience stores?"
Hinata nodded.
"Well, I guess so."
The smaller lad smiled. He then grabbed his bag and turned to Kageyama.
"I'll buy you those when I go home."
Kageyama nodded and picked up the same book he had been reading for three days.
He really likes that book, huh. Hinata thought to himself.
"Well then, off I go!" The orange head yelled, running like he was in for a race.
The angel could only give a slight smile as he stared at the door. Leaning against it, he sighed as clutched the book with his hand.
"There's no way I could forget."
The image of a crow flashed before his eyes once again.
This time, the avian creature was inside some room.
"Do you like pork buns?"
The crow made approached the foreign object with all care.
It smelled wonderful.
And warm.
The child smiled at him.
"You can have it!"
Ah.
Truly.
He was like the sun.
And he smelt warm.
A.N. Greetings! Genki desu ka, mina? How's your anime season? Mine is a mayhem. Watched Tokyo Ghoul last night and got hit straight to the heart by Shiro Kaneki's short cameo. As for Zankyou no Terror, such as what you'd expect from the director of Cowboy Bebop, character designer of Samurai Champloo, and of course, the legendary Yoko Kanno. It's like watching a film!
P.S. Oh yeah. The sexy demon butler is back.
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