A Jabami At Heart

Black Out

Katsu's Pov

How didn't that work? There's no way he could have beat me. It was impossible! NO ONE COULD HAVE BEAT ME! But...But him!... That... that monster of a person. He is always winning. No matter how hard I try. No matter how hard anyone tries, he always gets the final laugh.

Now the bastard has another freak with him. What was he? His cousin, right? What the hell, I'll never catch a break with them. And those damn eyes. The eyes of devils from hell. One glace and it feels like your worse nightmare is coming true. "I'm ruined..." "And whose fault is that?" This little shit! "Tell me, Katsu. Whose fault is it?" I couldn't even respond. I just stared into his eyes. No matter how much I want to, I couldn't help but stare. "I-I um..." 'Damnit! I stuttered!'

"I-I umm SPEAK DIPSHIT! GOD DAMN USE YOUR WORDS! YOU TALKED ALL HIGH AND MIGHTY EARLIER, WHAT HAPPENED? WAS IT BECAUSE YOU'RE 10 BILLION IN THE BIN? Oh I know~" His voice deepened, an almost demonic tone escaped his lips. "Maybe, just maybe it's because I own you now~" 'This can't be happening to me.' His hand slid from my cheek to my neck, choking me in the process. 'SHIT!' "Now Katsu-chan~ What should I have you do first? Maybe I should get you on your knees and kiss my feet!" From my side view, his grin just as evil as his personality.

"Boke! Stop! You could kill him!" It was the midget's lap dog. At least someone in this room is sane. "Why should I stop? I own him now. That means...I can do anything I please with him~" His grip on my throat tightened with every word. Out of instinct, my hands grabbed his wrist in a desperate attempt for air. "Pl-please le-let go...need...ne-need air!" My senses started to blur. My vision was spotted, hearing was disoriented. I could hear a group of shouted, all coming from the opposite side of the room. Before I could make sense of any of it...

I blacked out.

Tsukishima's Pov(haha look at me doing different people)

'How interesting. It truly amazes me how people can act. Those who are the Earth's predators and those who are the Earth's prey. The human minds playing against each other like it's war. And to witness this first hand! HA~ IT'S PERFECT! "Shoyo, you put on quite the performance for me!" My excitement got the best of me, my body moving without my consent. With shaky hands, I grabbed my cousin's neck (The Bami family has a choking kink🤣🤣😭😭). "Come on, Shoyo. Tell me. Tell me how to understand." Adding slight pressure to my hold, my orange-haired cousin grinned with half-closed eyes.

My rambling stopped when something hit my back. 'Huh? The king?' The strange sight in front of me shook me to my core. The king of the court. In tears. Being held back by the peasants he calls 'teammates'. "LET GO OF HIM, DAMN IT!" 'What?' "Shoyo, what's going on with your boyfr-"

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. With a single glance, you can tell a lot about a person. And when I looked into Shoyo's eyes ... it was like looking in the mirror. I saw nothing. Absolutely nothing. Normally, when I look into people's eyes, I see some form of emotion, anything that shows the person is alive. Unlike most people, Shoyo is nothing close to normal. Despite being alive, he shows no signs of living. "You know, if you're gonna keep staring at me, I'd appreciate it if you'd let go. " His hand grabbed my wrist with so much force that he could have broken it.

"Jesus, Sho! For someone who's super tiny, you have the grip of a titan." Wincing from the pain in my wrist, I stumbled back into the wall, finally getting a good look around the room. All of the students seemed to leave the room a short while ago. The room was a classroom. A large chalkboard hung on the wall as the desks were pushed to either side of the room creating a large stage-like presence in the center of the room where two desks laid facing each other. Each desk had a different appearance; one was clean, neat, well organized while the other was dented, marked, vandalized, trashed beyond repair. With another glance, I could tell a few other desks were in the same condition.

"I'm guessing this belongs to one of your 'precious' pets." Sidestepping, I slipped into the seat. "This one's Katsu-chan's. Lovely isn't it?" With a delicate touch, Shoyo slid his hand across the desk, caressing the uneven surface of the wood in an almost hypnotizing manner. "Pet? I don't get it." Looking up, I found the question coming from Nishinoya completely confused. Like a switch, the aura around Shoyo changed from slightly sadistic to his, more common 'ball of sunshine' persona. "Noya-Senpai! I'm glad you asked!" His short legs somehow carried him behind the shorter male, his chin resting on the shoulder while his hand cupped his cheek, slightly pushing his head towards him. And whatever he whispered in his ear excited and mortified the older boy at the same time. "So... like a sex slave?"

'How can someone who's been in school longer than I be this dumb? Shoyo better not say something to encourage him.'

"Well... if you wanted them to. I guess you could make that happen. But, that sounds cruel, doesn't it?" With that, the whole team, myself, and the shrimp's own boyfriend looked at him like he was an idiot. To the team, he was known for his shared low IQ with his boyfriend but he was actually just lazy. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Yamaguchi looked back and forth between his friend and the unconscious boy on the floor. "I know you did not just say that, Hina." Still, completely clueless, Shoyo turned to his green-haired best friend. "Say what? What did I say?" "Hina... look behind you." Yachi's attitude picked up at the pure stupidity of the tangerine. With a little spin, he turned around to look at his unconscious victim. "Oh hey. I forgot about him."

'God, he's hopeless.'

________________________________________________________________________________Just a little F.Y.I, I probably won't post on here for a while since I have anther story I need to work on. But, the next part will most likely have Karasuno participating in some games because why not.