WOW
How long has it been since I updated? OTL
Well at least its finally done XD
Feeling kinda meh about this chapter and I dont know whether or not I like it
But for what its worth
Enjoy chapter 3~~~
"Morning," Kageyama yawned as he trundled down the stairs. He hadn't exactly gotten much sleep last night so he was tired as hell. But there wasn't exactly much he could do about it. School was still a must.
"Good morning Tobi-chan," his mother called from inside the kitchen. It was odd how Kageyama would always wake up to see his mother in the kitchen. It wasn't as if they cooked or anything (Kageyama's mother had taken a few lessons to prepare them for any necessary situations) yet that was the place he saw her the most often.
It was odd.
"There's something your dad and I got for you on the table, why don't you go and take a look?" His mother winked at him.
A present? Kageyama thought. There wasn't any sort of special occasion going on right now was there? And it was a little too early to be considered a birthday present.
On top of the pristine, newly varnished dining table (his mother had always been a stickler for cleanliness) sat a small medicine bottle. Kageyama cautiously picked it up, eyeing its contents.
'Blood Urge Suppressants (BUS)' it read in uniform black letters.
Kageyama's eyes widened.
"W-what? But I thought you...?" Kageyama stuttered.
"Your dad and I decided to get it for you. We don't want you worrying about vampire problems at school," Kageyama's mother explained, curving her lips into a warm smile.
"T-thank you very much!" Kageyama blurted excitedly, immediately twisting the cap off. He shook out one pill (they were smaller than he expected), popped it into his mouth and washed it down with a couple of gulps of pig's blood. He made a mental note to find a part time job as soon as possible to pay for the pills.
"Now I only want you taking it when necessary. I don't want you overdosing or any nonsense like that. If I think that you are using it indiscriminately I won't hesitate to confiscate it. Are we clear?" Kageyama's mother warned in a sharp tone.
Kageyama quickly nodded, the fatigue from earlier washed away with the prospect of having assistance from the suppressants. He slung his school bag (now also containing the small bottle) onto his shoulder and practically ran out the door, hastily saying his goodbyes and whatnot before dashing to school.
The pills most definitely did their job. He could walk freely through crowds and crowds of students, breathe in the air and not even feel an itch. It felt amazing, not having the constant thought that he might accidentally bite the person next to him gnawing at the back of his mind. It was soothing, yet elating.
It was almost addictive.
Kageyama wished time would move faster and he could hurry up and lose his annoyingly sensitive sense of smell.
Upon entering the classroom, Kageyama was immediately met with a class of piercing stares and gazes. He could practically feel them swivelling around as they followed him through the classroom, boring holes into the back of his head. It was starting to get a little uncomfortable for Kageyama, so he decided to send a menacing glare back in their direction which all in all, seemed to do the trick as all eyes whipped away. They instead, turned toward one another, whispering in hushed voices about things that Kageyama's ears weren't sharp enough to pick up.
Kageyama shrugged and made his way over to his secluded corner of the classroom. It wasn't as if this was unusual. In fact, it had been like this at every school he had ever been to. He would shoot a few glares, bark a few insults and if the situation called for it, throw a few punches here and there and everyone would leave him to his own circumstances.
Then there was his nickname 'King'. Kageyama had no idea how he ended up with it. Sure he pushed a few people around every so often and sometimes yelled a few orders but it wasn't really that bad was it? Not that it really mattered to him anyway.
As if on cue, a loud "King!" rang out loud and clear through the classroom along with a chorus of snorts and snickers. Kageyama didn't even flinch.
So it had followed him all the way to high school huh... Kageyama thought. Well at least that made avoiding his classmates easier. Less interaction meant less chances of slip ups after all.
"They should be thanking me..." Kageyama muttered under his breath.
He rested his chin on his hand, propping himself up off the desk and gazed out the window. He had noticed that Hinata hadn't shown up yet, noting the vacant seat beside him. He stared up at the cloudy sky indicating that a storm was coming. He could even smell the scent of rain which was almost impossible most of the time with other smells clogging up his nose.
Kageyama liked storms. The loud pitter patter of the rain clashing against glass soothed him. The blinding flashes of lightning that lit up the dark were fascinating and the deafening claps of thunder were exhilarating.
There was nothing else quite like it.
As Kageyama got lost in his thoughts, breathing in the sweet scent of the coming rain, he felt his nose twitch. A hand gently tapped his shoulder.
Kageyama almost fell off his chair in shock but instead banged his knee against his desk. Kageyama held back his voice but gripped his knee in agony and humiliation as a bright and annoying laugh was emitted from in front of him.
A familiar fragrance washed over him, pushing away the comforting smell of the storms he loved so much. It wasn't as strong as yesterday, but it was still pretty impacting.
Hinata Shouyou was here.
"Hey!" Hinata chirped, after he had finally managed to calm down from his laughing fit (it was more like coughing). "So we meet again Mr. SkippedFirstDayOfSchool!"
Kageyama felt pissed off as soon as those words left the orange boy's lips. Deciding he'd rather not make a scene on his first proper day at school, Kageyama settled for ignoring him, pushing down his annoyance and turned his gaze back to outside the window. Trying his best to tune out the noise that for once, was more of a nuisance than the smell, Kageyama let his mind wander out to the grey blankets forming in the sky.
Hinata however, had something else in mind.
"HEY!" Hinata grumbled. "Don't ignore the person speaking to you! It's rude! And you still need to tell me your name!"
Ignore him, Kageyama told himself.
"HEEEEEYYYYY!" Hinata continued to whine.
Ignore!
"ANSWER MEEEEEEEEEE!"
Kageyama glared at Hinata, shooting daggers in his direction. Hinata flinched and brought up his hands in a futile attempt to appear intimidating.
"W-what!" He stuttered. "Y-you wanna go!?"
Why did he have to be so persistent? Kageyama clicked his tongue in irritation and stared out the window, his expression softening at the rain beginning to fall onto the concrete.
"HEY! TELL ME YOUR NAME JERKFACE!"
Kageyama's final strand of patience snapped.
"SHUT UP!" He snapped, whipping his head around to face Hinata. "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!"
The lively chatter in the classroom that had been buzzing nonstop immediately dissipated into the air, leaving only an eerie silence. Hinata had shrunk back into his seat, cowering in fear.
Shit, Kageyama thought. He didn't mean to do that.
Kageyama often had a habit of easily losing his temper, which in case of girls, always sent them away in tears or in the case of guys… Well they almost never ended without a few injuries to both sides. But even Kageyamadidn't think that he'd been this angry this easily in a while.
He needed to say something. Apologize. Anything. But Kageyama had never apologized to anyone in his life. How did apologizing work?
"The King has done it again!" someone announced from somewhere in the classroom, breaking the silence. A chorus of snorts and snickers sounded through the room and echoed off the thin walls.
None of it however, reached Kageyama's ears who was busying himself with his own dilemma. What was he supposed to do in this situation?
But wouldn't it be better if he just left Hinata alone? That way Hinata would start hating him and he would no longer have to deal with that smell. Well he still would but at the very least, Hinata wouldn't go out of his way to find Kageyama.
That would be the perfect situation for Kageyama wouldn't it? He would continue being a social outcast throughout his years of high school and the people around him would be safe.
But something about the way Hinata's orange curls shivered in the air, the way his reddening cheeks puffed out and the way the tears began forming at the corners of his eyes that compelled Kageyama to do something. Say something.
Something about the way the sun from Hinata's demeanour faded made Kageyama want to bring it back.
Hell what was he thinking? He hadn't even met this person before.
Yet even as he thought this, his arm extended towards the trembling boy as though it had a mind of its own and his mouth desperately searched for the words to say.
After what felt like hours (it was only a matter of seconds), Kageyama finally managed to get his voice box working.
"Ka…Kageyama Tobio."
And even though he hadn't apologized, hadn't helped Hinata, hadn't done anything of the sort, the smile Hinata flashed was more beautiful than any storm Kageyama had ever admired.
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