Dancing with your ghost

Chapter 1

(The song above is for later on in the chapter <3)

~Ive known Oikawa ever since we were just kids, we grew up together like a family. Yet I knew he was more than family from the start. He's always got something to him that will leave an impact on everyone he gifts his attention to. Lucky to say I was one of them. His bubbly personality and snarky remarks were my favorite part. Oh, Toru. What have you done to me?~

8 years ago. (Currently, both are 10.)

"Iwa chan!!! Iwa chan!!! Hey, Are you ignoring me"

Oikawa pouts poking Iwaizumi in the back of the head.

"Knock it off you're annoying."

Oikawa goes silent. He doesn't say anything and walks away. Iwaizumi looks around behind him after finally finding the rock that he buried the day before. Not seeing or hearing Oikawa for some time he gets up shoving the rock in his pocket and goes to check the spot where Oikawa hides when he's upset.

As I thought there he is.

Iwa looks at Oikawa curled up in a ball at the top of the closed-in slide. Iwa isn't good with words and is always keeping to himself, but there's just something in Oikawa that brings out something within him. Iwa approaches Oikawa and pokes him in the head, "Hey loser I was just joking you can stop sulking now."

Oikawa inches forward a bit to where Iwa's finger isn't touching his hair anymore. Iwa isn't sure how to comfort him so he rests his back against Oikawa's and lays his head back on Oik's shoulder. "I don't know why your so sensitive Oiks. I was just messing around."

Silence filled the playground. Oikawa picked his head up and looked at the top of Iwa's messy hair and smiled. "I can see your lice festering."

Iwa jolts up and flicks Oikawa, "I don't have lice, you moron!"

Oikawa starts laughing obnoxiously as Iwa just sits there and glares at him. "You know Iwa I really hope your lice didn't get into my hair, do you know how pretty my ha-"

Iwa tackles Oikawa down the slide, they fall in a series of grunts, thuds, and yelps. Finally shooting out of the tube Iwa lays on his back laughing hysterically while Oikawa yells at him for messing up his favorite shirt. "Well if it's your favorite shirt then why did you wear it to the park, you idiot! It's obviously going to get dirty."

"Because I wanted to wear my favorite shirt when I'm with my favorite person!"

Oikawa grunted and looked away rubbing his elbow. Iwa didn't know what to say so he changed the topic, "What's wrong with your elbow?"

Oikawa looked at him and glared, "Your fat head crushed it as we were tumbling down the slide."

"I don't have a fat head! If anything you have a fat head with all that ego you store in there!"

"Hey, that's mean!"

Iwa rolls his eyes and stands up. He holds out his hand to help. Oikawa looks up and does that tilted head smile that Iwa secretly adores. "Stop smiling and get up."

Iwa shakes his hand gesturing it's getting tired. Oikawa reaches but winces in pain as his elbow starts to bruise. Iwa crouches and looks at his arm and feels around it. "Let me guess my "big head" did this?"

Oikawa grins and nods mockingly. Iwa rolls his eyes "Does it hurt? I'm sorry if I hurt you"

"Oh, the pain? the pain is unbearable."

Oikawa looks down at his purple elbow and looks back up still having a taunting grin on his face. "I think you owe me for this!"

Iwa looks at him with a straight face. "Oh yeah, and what would that be. Lemme guess you wanna play volleyball?"