Kitchen Fires

Finally standing on the court for a pro Japan team was a feeling Hinata couldn't really describe.

There were the obvious nerves that everything could go absolutely wrong at the drop of a hat. There was the sense of relief that he had finally made it. Nostalgia from being back on a court not covered in sand. The pressure of now being paid to actually play volleyball.

But his favorite feeling that seemed to bubble inside him was the feeling like he was finally coming home

The familiar feeling of flight as his shoes squeaked off the floor. The feeling of wings spreading behind him lifting him higher. The sting of the ball landing perfectly in his hand at an unsightly speed.

That perfect set that he craved so much. The one with more speed than most believed capable. That felt like home.

"Waaaa Atsumu that was so cool! We gotta do it again!" Hinata squealed when he landed watching the ball roll off the court away from the stunned group on the other side

"Well shit that took them no time at all," the coaches mumbled watching the tryouts

The other fellow tryouts watched absolutely stunned at the amount of speed and height the little guy managed. Atsumu turned slightly smug to them.

"Don't worry I'm not asking you to do that. That's his thing. You all would probably hurt yourselves trying."

There was a swift ball in the back of the head caused Atsumu to hiss and turn to bark at whoever nailed him.

But he was right in a sense

No matter how many hitters he had tried with that quick set really only worked with Hinata. Sure he and his brother got really really close... but it still wasn't perfect.

Hinata almost gave up on finding more setters that could do it. Sure he and Kageyama could do it no problem. Once he saw Atsumu and Osamu pull it off he knew he found another. He and Oikawa were pretty close to pulling it off in Brazil but it still wasn't the same. Besides that no one else had come close.

That feeling was just so perfect and homey Hinata never wanted to lose it.

And he definitely wasn't anytime soon

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"Shoyo! We get to play on the same team! I can't wait to tell Akaashi!" Bokuto launches himself at Hinata the moment the announcement was made

Hinata Shoyo would be a Black Jackal. It was official. The contract was signed and all. The first social media post up on the team page of him already up in the air ready for the special set from Atsumu.

It was finally happening.

"Unfortunately it's tradition that we celebrate," Sakusa sighed slipping on his mask as they all exited the building together

"Why do you sound so glum when you are the one who always reminds everyone we have to do it?" Meian snorted earning a warning glare

"Wait Shoyo where are you staying?" Bokuto asked shouldering his bag pausing mid text

"I'm living with Kenma currently though I'll probably move closer. Kenma won't admit it but our schedules conflict too much. I don't want to bug him."

"Why don't you move into the apartment complex we all hide in. I'm sure there is a vacancy," Atsumu suggested holding the door so the others could get out

"Yeah! Shoyo we could be neighbors!" Bokuto said ruffling the shorter's hair

"You have neighbors Bokuto. He would just be on the same floor," Barnes pointed out rolling his eyes