Hey guys! I'm glad feral Takeda seemed to be a hit, thanks for commenting and following! XD Moving onto some comfort as Suga finally is on his way to get medical attention. I hope you're all well and I'm always happy to see the familiar names in the comments! <3
As Sugawara clung to his brother, the world began to spin when he closed his eyes, his grip difficult to maintain. He began to sag in his arms, and it was only Yuuto clutching at his bicep and snaking his arm around his waist that kept him from slipping to the floor. He wanted to force his legs to keep him upright, but he'd used up the rest of his strength to get home.
Worry laced the elder siblings' voice, and he struggled to tug the feint boy upright as he faded.
"What the heck happened, why is he like this? Sawamura, Azumane, who did this?"
"I'm okay... Jus... Need to sit down." Suga mumbled, tear tracks flushing his bruised porcelain skin.
Daichi returned to Sugawara's side, quickly helping Yuuto support the collapsing setter. The two half dragged him to the couch as Asahi made sure to shut the front door, Yuuto's face contorting with angry anxiety.
"Someone better start talking before I assume it was one of you." He said, his eyes darting to the two high schoolers with a hesitant quirk to his brow. "It wasn't one of you... Was it?"
Shaking his head vigorously, Asahi waved his hands in front of him to dismiss the idea as Daichi and Yuuto settled Suga down with difficulty.
"It was Kita Wasaki, we would never hurt Suga!" Asahi insisted.
With a huff, Daichi sat beside the setter and helped prop him up, nodding in agreement. "One of our first years was being targeted by a few players on the other team, Suga intervened. Ah... Then our other setter accidentally trampled him. He got in a fight with the same guys after the game, they cornered him, and he was protecting our manager." Daichi explained, lowering his voice when he noticed Suga was cringing from the volume.
"Another team attacked him? Did your coach know about this, why didn't someone call our parents?" He asked and then turned his attention to his younger brother drooping beside him.
Taking Suga's face in his hands gingerly, he turned it up and ran a thumb over the horrendous bruising beneath his left eye, taking in his split lip and the lethargic unfocused way Suga stared back. Yuuto's eyes were wide with disbelief, but his thick silver brows were pulled down low.
"It's okay, Nii-san... Cuts and bruises heal." It was his pride and heart that was the problem, but he wasn't about to say that.
Suga didn't want his older brother to stress. The guy just made it home, surely he was as tired as Asahi and Daichi, they didn't need to exert any more worry over him... Even if his vision was filling with speckles like static, and a low constant ringing had begun in his head. Raising a hand to cover his bruised eye, Suga was soon aware of another presence and a new set of voices as they entered the room.
"Yuuto, who was at the door?" Came a soft feminine voice followed by a deeper bass with a slight rasp. "Koshi? It's late for visitors, why are your friends here?"
Mr. Sugawara was a tall man with an even expression, his hair a much darker grey than either of his son's and combed back to reveal a stern but handsome face. Beside him stood Mrs. Sugawara, the color of her hair closer to Yuuto and Suga's, but almost shorter in length as it was a smooth and simple pixie cut. The two approached the small group as they asked their questions, Suga lifting his gaze to his parents but unable to stand to greet them as he normally would.

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A Co-Captain's Doubts
FanfictionEveryone pitied the third year as an almost inhumanly talented first year stole his position, but Sugawara was happy he could still play volleyball. That's what he told himself anyway... But what happens when players from another team corner him, an...