A/N: A lot of tea is about to be spilled in this chapter so brace yourselves 😉
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"Why are you guys hiding behind the bush?" Tobio was confused but also annoyed at the fact that they probably heard everything that they said."Well we wanted to know-" Oikawa began to hesitate under the sharp glare of his 'son' and 'Glasses - Kun.' Oikawa thought the glare would burn through his skin since the two, very pissed, first years, were staring and it almost seemed as if they were looking down on the third - year. " We just wanted to know who hurt our Tobio..."
An uncomfortable silence arose and they all looked at their phones or looked around, hoping that someone would break it. The silence grew louder as the moments passed by. Only the sound of Crickets and Crows could be heard for miles around. The soft breeze made the silence more bearable. Everything seemed ok from that moment...
But then there was a rustle in the bushes near them...
They all looked at the man with dirt brown hair emerge from the dense bush who seemed to be very exhausted and very upset with someone or something.
Tobio began to shudder and sob at the sight of this man, while the others were trying to process who this man, who they didn't personally know, was now stood in front of the bush that he was originally hiding in. Looking straight at the teenagers, seemingly confused, he looker between Tsukishima and Iwaizumi quite quickly and he did it with fear coating every decision he made.
"Hey, Kid, I'm sorry. I didn't choose this it's my boss," The man spoke with such shame and disappointment that he struggled to look into Kageyama's Sea blue eyes to even try and seem intimidating.
"Um, who are you," Oikawa walked towards the shaking setter and placed his slender fingers on his shoulders to massage and attempt to calm down the crying ball as Tobio had now moved in the fetal position to try and lose eye contact with everyone.
"I am Yoshite Mikayori-" The man began to introduce himself without exposing what he did to the poor kid sat on the ground opposite him.
"WAIT" Kiyoko raised her voice from behind Iwaizumi and confidently approached the man with a piece of paper in her hand at the ready, ready for what she was about to expose and show everyone." Aren't you this guy that went missing, the name, the face, the clothing are almost the exact same and it says you may have been kidnapped,"
"I think it would be better if we sat and talked about this,"
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About a minute later...
•~•~•~•~•~•After a couple of seat arrangements and shuffling later, they were ready to unofficially interview and interrogate this man who they had just met and seemed to have quite the life story...
"I have been ordered to rape or kill someone by the name of Tobio Kageyama," Yoshite had finally mustered up the courage to admit to what he had done and was ready to be scolded, ostracized for falling into that trap, bullied for being so naive and ultimately was ready to be known as the man who raped the kid for his own good.
Before anyone could speak Kageyama stood up but held onto Kei's shoulder for support as he still couldn't completely stand up on his own without harming himself even more,
"Can I ask 1 question?" He had been mentally preparing himself since Oikawa had fallen out of the bush and was now prepared enough to face this man who had made him feel worthless for only 2 hours and he wasn't going to let this happen to him for any longer.
The face the Mr Mikayori made at that very moment was one of shock, confused and loss that showed in his dark eyes that were laced with fear and regret.
"Why...?"
That's the end of that chapter! I hope you enjoyed as this is one of my longest stories currently as of 19th April 2021. Please save my story so that you can keep up to date with this rollercoaster of emotions and feelings. Though the next part will mark the beginning of the Mafia AU.
Word Count: 716
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