The Sun with A False Eternity

Kageyama's Bad Decision

  "No not like that!" Kageyama shouted at Narita, who flinched.

"Kageyama, he's trying his best, you need to relax. Why don't you take a break?" Daichi's voice implied that it wasn't a suggestion. The setter grumbled slightly under his breath but did as the captain told.

It had been a long week. Classes had been harder to pay attention to, Hinata hadn't returned, and the team was continuing on their path of training Narita in his place. When the idea was originally suggested after the Shiratorizawa game it seemed like a good idea. Hinata himself had heavily encouraged it from the sidelines, just eager for the team to have the strongest players that they could while he recovered.

And while it worked well at first, it was obvious that Narita was nowhere near Hinata's level of talent in the spiking department. Kageyama, while he was a good sport at first, quickly grew annoyed. He found it hard to pull back his cutting remarks when the second year messed up so many things. It wasn't as though Kageyama himself went without mistakes, however. He would forget that Hinata was no longer standing on the court with him, and then would send a ball over with the intent of reaching the short ginger middle blocker. The ball would just slam down on their side of the court, completely missed by Narita.

The setter knew he shouldn't be blaming the second year, after all, it wasn't his fault that Hinata wasn't able to play. But regardless, every time that he went to hit a set Kageyama couldn't help but think that it should've been Hinata to receive it, it should have been Hinata on the court, it should have been Hinata to score the point.

Hinata. Kageyama missed him, he missed him more than he wanted to admit. The week felt like it dragged on and on without him. The tall first year could feel the eyes of his teammates on him constantly during practices as if trying to judge how he was feeling. Kageyama didn't respond to any of them, just kept a straight face and turned his back.

So when the week finally ended, Kageyama was more than a little relieved. He scarcely remembered a few teammates saying goodbye before he began to rush home. He tried not to think about how long it had been since he raced his friend as he passed the bike rack. It felt like it had been forever.

Please come back soon, he found himself wishing as he fell asleep that night.

-----------

"Really?! Yes!" Hinata looked beyond excited at the idea Kageyama threw at him under the tree. It was finally Sunday, and the setter had made up a plan the night before. He didn't think it was the smartest thought, but it was the best one he had at the moment.

Anything to see him truly happy again. He shook his head to clear his head. "Sure, I don't see why not as long as we're careful." Hinata had not been fully released from the hospital, but he had been granted permission to visit the tree with his friend, as long as they stayed safe. Kageyama was relieved because his entire plan revolved around them being there.

Looking at the ginger now though, the tall teenager was having second thoughts. Hinata's skin was still really pale, and it seemed as though he had lost a few pounds. They had to take a few breaks as they made their way over, and it seemed like a ton of Hinata's sentences were littered with small coughs. Kageyama didn't know if his friend's body was up for the plan.

"AWESOME!" Hinata jumped up from where he had been leaning against the tree, and it looked like he instantly regained some of the health he had lost over the past few months. "Is it in your bag?" The setter simply nodded.

Deep down, Kageyama knew what he was doing was foolish. He never should have acted on the idea. However, he nearly forgot about all of his worries as Hinata pulled a volleyball out of the gym bag that had been brought up the hill.