~Kageyama's pov~
The game was going pretty well, although their team is tiny and full of rookies and people that probably don't actually play the actual sport. It made our team look even better, yes, I know that was kind of rude to say, but in my dads eyes, this was his definition of a "good" game. The whole thing was unfair, I felt the most bad for their captain. Hinata was his name I think. He has unbelievable jumping skills and quick reflexes. His team was holding him back though, when he gets into high school, finds a legitimate team, and gains more experience. He's going to be unstoppable.
We had already made it to set point for the second set, the score was 24-8. Us obviously in the lead, it was on their side of the net already and their captain received the ball and got it up to their makeshift setter, it all seemed good for them but when their setter was going to toss it, he made the worst mistake any setter could imagine.
He missed the ball slightly and it went the opposite direction. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of orange fligh by me, my dad would've yelled if I hadn't gone after him. To my coaches demise I ran over to the other side of the net, as did our other two front row players and I reached as far as I could hoping to get at least a one touch, I had no intention to stop the ball, but to give our backrow a chance to receive and keep this rally going. But as I've heard some people say.
"Life doesn't always go according to plan"
I didn't get a hand on the ball and the other blockers rammed into my side and we collided in midair. Since I'm slimmer than most of the team, their force knocked me to the ground and I landed straight onto my back. I felt most of my scrapes and cuts reopen on my back and I just about screamed in pain, I could already feel all the blood soaking through my undershirt and my terribly wrapped bandages. The tears flew down my face freely, but I kept my mouth shut, more like I bit my tongue and hoped that I wouldn't start screaming in agony on the court floor.
Kunimi was the first to run over to me since I wasn't getting up, I heard the referee whistle that announced we had won since Hinata's spike was out of bounds. Kunimi started cursing under his breath as he saw the blood seeping through my *white* uniform. The team carried me out and ran to the nurses office, coach had some first years stay behind to do shake hands with the team we just beat.
The pain was unbearable, but I refused to cry out in front of my team, I'll wait for that when its just the manger and I. We made a request to let the manager handle my wounds, she ushered the rest of the team out of the room. "Please take off your uniform and undershirt for me." I couldn't move though "Do you want me to help?" I nodded, while biting my tongue. She slowly took my uniform off. That didn't hurt all that much, but when she began to take off my undershirt the fabric was rubbing against my sensitive skin.
I accidently let out a cry of pain as some of the bandages ripped off with my undershirt. "Sorry Kags, I have to do this, and you know that." She took a gasp as she saw my back without all the bandages. "Oh my god-" "Kags, this is bad" "your just lucky none of these are infected or else we would have a bigger problem"
She put a numbing cream over my back to ease me from the pain while she put healing cream and wrapped all of my cuts in fresh bandages. As the numbing cream took affect I felt myself slowly fall asleep on the table. For once, I finally felt at peace.
I woke up not too long after, but it felt as if I was asleep forever. 'I wish I could fall asleep and never wake up' I thought to myself. I shook my head at myself, I shouldn't be thinking these things!
"Oh c'mon doesn't it sound peaceful??"
"You're worthless, you can't even play a full game anymore"
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Destiny (Oikage)
FanfictionSoulmates AU When you turn 16, whatever appears on your soulmate's body appears on your own as well. Kageyama's soulmate was extremely concerned with how many bruises were appearing on his skin.... TW Abuse Self-harm Talk of suicide