𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀.

future was made for you.

6 years later.

it's been 6 years.
your on television now.
your everywhere now.

you made it.
you succeeded.
you fulfilled everything i wanted to be.

you moved to the city now. traveling everywhere, winning world championships, interviews and fame following.

im happy.
im proud of you.
this is good for you.

you look so happy now. that makes me smile.

you've grown too. more handsome than in high school. your torso is bigger, your taller than me now, and your muscles are so defined. but i still see that lean structure you hold. your hair has grown longer. you still have that dashing smile and those eyes that light up the whole world. you've grown more attractive.

i still live in the country side. small home, trash everywhere. my hair way longer that it falls at my shoulders. i work in a flower shop.

is that okay? since i never went pro, i found a hobby for flowers. i get minimum wage. but i still have enough to support myself. we're living miles apart from each other.

did brazil treat you good? heard you've grown a lot from there. you have new teammates to look after you and new friends. i lost all contact with everyone except my parents and miwa.

you've done well. whenever i see you spike on television, it's beautiful. strong and dangerous, filled with strength and power. did bokuto san teach you those cut shots? or was it tanaka san? i heard tanaka san got engaged with kiyoko san. im happy for them.

y'know, im pretty known in my little town too. i write songs now. im not big and i keep my identity a secret but i have a little fan base. people that heard it say it was nice and made them emotional. im not signed to a label but i hope i will.

i missed out on a lot didn't i? seemed like i had a lot of potential in my life and i just threw it away.

...

ne, shoyo.

i still like you.

i still can't get over you. that's okay right? can i love you afar?

-

kageyama zoned out into an endless void like he did in highschool, staring at the ceiling with nothing in his mind, the tv on and interview about hinata shoyo.

he's grown well. he's rich and successful, following his passion.

were you scared when you found out i quit volleyball? it was hard. volleyball was everything to me, kept me away from those lonely thoughts. but im okay now. well, im decent more or less.

what if he told random people he used to be dating the hinata shoyo back in high school for shits and giggles? nah, no one would believe him.

he drifted off into slumber with the interview still going on. random thoughts were erased.

-

"hinata-san! is there something that drove you to going pro?!" a man said. he was interviewing the hinata shoyo, japans pro volleyball player.

shoyo smiled.

"of course! the person who started everything for me was the little giant! i wanted to be him one day, stand in a court and play with him or against him." shoyo replied confidently.

the interviewer smiled and nodded and then continued,

"ne, hinata san, your a grown man now, a fine gentlemen, do you have any spouses or lovers!?" the man spoke with glee, trying to get the scoop.

hinata laughed, so that's what the whole interview is for. but his eyes were obviously thinking of something nostalgic.

"no, i currently do not. but, i did used to date this one person back in high school." shoyo remarked. the interviewer gasped with shock.

"ah, i see. would you like to tell me about them?" the interviewer poked. he clearly did not know his boundaries. but that was okay.

"i don't want to spill much but i can tell you that person was my first love. beautiful blue eyes like the ocean— a world of its own. soft, black hair, almost like a dark blue. they set for me in high school. had the potential of going pro. deep down they were sweet and caring and they were feisty and easy to mess with." shoyo reminisced softly.

the interviewer was in awe. the viewers would for sure think shoyo was still in love with his highschool ex.

"a-are you perhaps still in contact with them? in love with them, perhaps?"

hinata sighed softly before continuing,

"this is my privacy, im sure you had enough."

before the interviewer could apologize, shoyo spoke,

"he was like the moon. he was my moon."

the interviewer stared.

-

kageyama groaned and turned, finding a better position to sleep, oblivious to the interview happening.

kageyama would always think shoyo moved on. kageyama was a broken asteroid while shoyo was the sun. kageyamas life was over. no more turning back now, he always thought.

but still. he still held that same hope for 6 years, that shoyo would find him. maybe it'd be romantic; he's in a garden with his hair flowing dramatically and when he turns around shoyo would stand there— be there. oh, how kageyama was so deprived of human contact.

there love story was over, done for. kageyama should know that. he should've known that since highschool.

but kageyama would never forget the way shoyo made him feel back on the high school rooftop, when it was only them.

"kageyama!"

'the moon and sun will never touch, but they'll always be reminded that the other is in there presence, somewhere.'

kageyama closed his eyes, knees on the wood floor. his tears fell silently.

"i love you shoyo."

end of future was made for you.

writers note: yeah i motherfucking did that, bow down. i changed the extra ending from sad to happy, you guys are lucky i decided to do this. watch me edit the ending again back into a sad one.

edit: i made it sad again, go cry. stories over