HAIKYUU ONE SHOTS!!

𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘥 ☆ 𝘚𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘈𝘵𝘴𝘶

[ Ｈａｌｌｏｗｅｅｎ Ｉｎｔｅｒｍｉｓｓｉｏｎ ]

Crashing against the concrete wall, Atsumu gasps out as air gets knocked out of his lungs, gasping before letting out fits of violent coughs while grasping his chest, "Oh...fuck," he manages to get out before the man who chucked him around looms over him. "You Atsumu Miya?" he glowers and bends down to Atsumu's level.

"Depends who's asking," he cheekily asks despite his already battered state, his breath slowly regaining its balance before he gets carried by the collar and pressed against the wall. "You were hittin' on my girl back in that fuckin' community college," the guy curses in Kansai making Atsumu raise his brows and let down his Tokyo dialect.

"Ya got the wrong fella," he chuckles in disbelief, although internally cursing, 'Damn, maybe it was that rascal Oikawa,' 

"Who's Oikawa?" the guy glowers, making Atsumu's eyes widen before mumbling a curse under his breath, "I ain't got a clue who are ya talkin' about buddy, now let me down and we can handle this like civilized-" he makes his way to the ground again, this time feeling a sting on his forehead as he lays a finger on the wet spot.

"Oh well...Omi isn't gonna like this," Atsumu shakes his head before staggering up only to get pushed back onto the wall, "Mister, ya really hurtin' me for real now," he winces under the painful grip the man had on him.

"I don't fuckin' care, don't you know who the I am?" the man bellows, slightly sending a shiver down Atsumu's spine. He was scared sure, but no way he would be able to actually admit that in the middle of his scuffle, not even knowing who was the girlfriend in question. "I don't know who ya are, but I ain't someone who hits on ladies Mister, I have my own lover waiting," he raises his hands in defense.

The man glares, his eyes seemingly glowing in the dark "That ain't what my little brothers said," 

'Oh, now he's part of a yakuza? This night can't get any worse,'

 "I ain't part of the yakuza," the perpetrator lowly chuckles, his eyes glowing the familiar shade of red Atsumu so loved, "Much worse," the man growls before his jaw unhinges, revealing sets of fangs and the stench of pungent blood coming from his opened mouth, the circular pupils he once had turned into slant slits with the red glow of his irises shift.

A low yet piercing shriek make Atsumu wince but he wasn't scared. If anything, he was used to it.

He raises two of his fingers, poking out the man's eyes that make him get dropped on the concrete pavement, making him yelp out in pain before trying to crawl away from his perpetrator who grabs his ankles.

He grits his teeth and kicks him squarely on the face before hastily getting up, taking off running as the man who attacked him yell out in agony of his teeth possibly getting kicked out, "What a fuckin' maniac," Atsumu mutters under his breath before making a run for it, peering behind to see the man who attacked step out of the pavement, spotting him under the empty sidewalk and the flickering streetlights making him curse. 

Atsumu was a player for his community college and was a fast thinker and runner. But if he had learned anything from dealing with the macabre, it was vampires were faster than he was. 

"Fuck! Kiyoomi...Help!" he pants under his ragged breaths, the permanent scar on his shoulder slightly stinging before the zooming of a shadow goes past him, hearing an agonized scream from behind as he takes it as a signal to stop and collapse on the sidewalk in exhaustion, catching his breath and trying t let the pain on his forehead subside.

"Ain't that convenient," he mutters before hearing familiar and light footsteps behind him, looking back to see a handsome man, two parallel moles on his right eye, enticing jet black orbs that faintly glowed red staring right back at his crouched body, blood on his hands and mortifyingly long nails.