[gonna need some editing trololol]
Sequel to Unexpected
Post-timeskip!Haikyuu
kin · tsu · gi
A method of fixing but also a philosophy that breakage and repair are part of the beauty and history of an object; to be appreciated rather than disguised
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It's been a few weeks since Michiko woke up from her coma. Izumi, the little twins visited her almost every day since. Izumi had introduced her to her longtime boyfriend, Komori Motoya. Apparently, the two liked each other since middle school and didn't act on their feelings until their second year of high school.
Michiko was able to push herself up from the hospital bed and stand up now. She wasn't able to do it for long periods of time when she had first started to gain movement in her limbs, but now she was starting to walk around the room.
After she had woken up, she received many cards and gifts from names that were unknown to her. What was her life like before the accident happened? Izumi told Michiko of how she was intensely involved in the volleyball world, and that she even left to go help Brazil's national team!
A swarm of questions filled her mind. What was she like before everything happened? How many people did she actually know? Who were the twins' father, and why hasn't he shown up? And who was that guy... from that one night... That one particular night never left Michiko's mind since it happened.
Michiko had woken up from a cold sweat. Maybe it was the medicine that she had to take so suddenly after she woke from her coma? She wiped her forehead with the back of her left hand. As she became more awake, she felt an absence of warmth from her left hand. Wait, why was her right hand warm?
She slowly shifted to look down at her right hand but found a larger one encasing it. What the hell? She thought. There was a silver ring on the owner's pinky just like hers. Her eyes moved to see who was holding her hand, and found a man laying his head down into his left arm on the blanket of her hospital bed.
The darkness of the room didn't help, but she could make out the silhouette of the person's head and body. She looked back to her hand that had been holding theirs. It felt... so right... But who was this person? And why were they here so late at night? The feeling of their hand on hers felt oddly comforting.
She was a bit sad that their face had been hidden by their arm. It was like there was something stirring inside her and her head started to hurt. What significance did this person have in her life for them to be sleeping at her side and holding her hand? Could they be a past lover? Or... the boys' father?
Michiko's recollection was soon interrupted as she heard a knock on the door. She tilted her gaze up from the floor to the window of the door and found Izumi holding Satoshi and Hacchin rapidly waving at her. She smiled and walked to the door and opened it.
"Hi Mama," the boys greeted cheerfully.
"Hi, my favorite boys," Michiko bent down to hug them.
"I got you some Takoyaki Michi Michi," Izumi pulled out a small package from a grocery bag she had carried.
"Takoyaki?" Michiko inquired as she raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, it was one of your favorite foods to eat," Izumi explained with a small smile, "maybe it could help jog some old memories."
