Haikyuu Siblings Scenarios

Suna Rintarou - Suna Kiyama

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After all these years. Nothing had changed. They were still at war, and it wasn't just the two countries - it was the two brothers who'd stuck together for all their lives, until the fated day three years ago.

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Their laughter echoed in the forest, Suna Rintarou's quiet giggles making his body quiver with joy. His older brother beside him made loud guffaws, contradicting the soft chuckles that came from his little brother.

"I love climbing trees, Rin-kun! You know, I learnt it at school with my friends and it's really fun! Don't you love it too?!" nine-year-old Suna Kiyama shouted. Before Rintarou had any chance to reply, Kiyama leaned back, hoping to rest on a branch, but instead fell through the air, the wind barely slowing down his fall. A cry rang out.

The younger six-year-old boy, stared in horror at his bloodied brother. "Nii-san! I'm coming too!" He cried, desperately wanting to help his brother.

"No, Rin-kun!! No!" Kiyama shouted, but it was no use; Rintarou had already jumped off of the safe tree branch they had once stood on.

His younger brother's shouts could barely be heard before he landed on Kiyama's stomach with a thud. The impact crawled up his spine, screaming pain in every bone.

Rintarou, on the other hand, was too scared and tears started bubbling up and dripping down his cheeks. "WAAAHHHH!" he bawled loudly, "Nii-san!!!"

The older boy, seeing his younger brother in such pain, winced as he struggled to get up. Finally, with his red splattered hands and bruised face, he grinned at his crying brother and held out a hand. "Come on now, Rin-kun! Stand up, it's okay! It might hurt a bit, but I'm here! I'll carry you home," he smiled.

Rintarou gazed up as if he'd just seen the sun, and a small smile appeared on his face. Kiyama was much more injured and wounded than he was, but he was still holding out a hand to Rintarou and willing to carry him. Rintarou had a few bruises here and there, but that was it; Kiyama had broken his fall.

The smaller child grabbed on to his nii-san's arms eagerly and grinned up at him. "Thank you, Nii-san!!" The brothers walked home slowly but steadily, Kiyama carrying Rintarou on his back

Seven years later...

His phone, for once, was not in his hand as he watched his brother hug his parents, from his bedroom window. He knew his mother would scold him later on for being such a brat and not saying goodbye to his brother. But he couldn't see the point. Even if he did say goodbye, it wouldn't change the fact that Kiyama would leave his life. Perhaps forever.

The window was fogged up with his breath and his lime green eyes stared. His brother had the same green eyes as him, although darker, and the same black hair that they had both inherited from their Japanese parents. His fingers gripped the edge of the window frame a little tighter at each step Kiyama took away from the house. He could still go and farewell his brother. But if he did, it would really feel like sealing his fate.