Unhealthy obsession (Haikyuu AU)

Epilogue

RECOMMENDED SONG: AN UNHEALTHY OBSESSION BY THE BLAKE ROBINSON SYNTHETIC ORCHESTRA

*2 weeks later.*

Compared to the past two weeks, the courtroom where he would be tried seemed like a palace, shiny, neat, and smelling of disinfectant. Everything was sparkling clean, something they weren't used to in jail.

Ushijima had spent his post-arrest days locked in a smelly and disgusting cell with a partner who looked like the leader of the underworld, covered in tattoos and with a goatee that made him look menacing. The convicts feared him, and his numerous scars, both on his face and on the rest of his body, showed that he had came alive from more than one dangerous confrontation. But Ushijima was not afraid of him, of course. He just seemed disgusting and not very delicate, a bloody human-looking donkey.

But that hadn't wasted Ushijima's time. It had been two weeks in which he had not stopped thinking about his sweet and adorable Oikawa, his beautiful eyes full of tears, his full lips surrounding the cloth he had used as a gag and his whining voice when he was trapped him under his body. Ushijima could not believe that he had been so close, that he had touched him and subdued him. He could never forget the despair he had seen in him when he believed - as Ushijima had planned - that he was going to die.

And now Ushijima had a chance to see Oikawa again. He was sitting at the back of the room, teary-eyed and frightened, witnessing the trial that was taking place. Unfortunately, he was not alone: ​​that damn good-for-nothing-Kuroo-Tetsuro was accompanying him, sitting on his left and grabbing his hand, the hand that Ushijima must be holding. Also witnessing the trial were the two bodyguards, that of Kuroo - whose name Ushijima did not know - as well as Iwaizumi, the fool, innocent and stupid Iwaizumi. He was sitting behind Oikawa, watchful and clenched, not taking his eyes off Ushijima. His cold and vengeful expression made Ushijima want to laugh out loud.

But he didn't want to be distracted, so he turned his attention back to the only man who deserved it, his angelic Oikawa. He was the only thing that had kept Ushijima afloat during the two weeks that he had been awaiting the trial that would determine whether he was guilty or not. The charges were few: crime of harassment, threats, breaking and entering a private property and crime of injury. Nothing his attorney couldn't deal with. Sakusa had publicly talked about his mad manager and the firing, but Ushijima had enough saved money to pay for the best attorney in Japan who would - most certainly - free  him from jail.

The state prosecutor was asking for a 6-year prison sentence and a restraining order for Oikawa and Kuroo of at least 300 meters. His lawyer did not accept the terms. So the trial had turned into a fierce battle to see who offered the best deal until the jury agreed to it. Ushijima had never commited any crime before, so his lawyer was using his impeccable criminal record to put pressure on the judge and jury to avoid a conviction that, until then, seemed credible.

And after almost five stressful hours, the verdict was decided.

"Defendant Ushijima Wakatoshi," the judge announced in a powerful voice, "is found guilty on all counts. However, due to his clean criminal record, the jury decides that he is released on bail with a 300-meter restraining order from Oikawa Tooru and Kuroo Tetsuro. The trial is closed."

Ushijima smirked, confident and exultant.

***

Oikawa couldn't believe what he just heard.

"Bail?" Kuroo groaned in horror. "It has to be a joke, he almost killed you!"

"His record is clean, justice works like that," Iwaizumi said, clenching his fists. "If it's the first crime he commits, it's perfectly possible, and even probable, that he'll be acquitted of the charges, and after having that woman as his attorney, it doesn't matter that you're a public figure. The restraining order is a victory, but I doubt he will comply with it."

"This isn't over," Oikawa whispered in a small voice. "This isn't over yet."

Oikawa's eyes filled with tears as he followed Ushijima with his gaze. The man looked back at him and a nasty smile spread across his face, a smile that would populate Oikawa's worst nightmares as long as he lived.

"No, it's not over," Iwaizumi muttered. "Actually... It's only just begun."

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Haha, surprise, the end is not the end... 🤭

Take a look to the Author's note and leave me your thoughts and comments about the idea I proposed on it.

This is the end of this fic, I hope you enjoyed it and I hope I see you around in my other AUs. I posted a proper goodbye on the Author's note, but I wanted to say it again: I love you all so much ❤

NAZ, OVER AND OUT!

P.S. Yeah, this song's the one that gave title to the AU, but the story's kinda funny since I found it after I had the stalking part of the plot written. I'd say it was destiny lmao