Fake: a Kagehina yandere au

Kageyama's obbession

Kagyeama was staring at kenma a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I didn't like it. I wanted him to be staring at me, not him! Jelously built inside me, but I burried it down for now. I'd take care of kenma later on. But first, he needed to get someone to frame for this one. He was too far away from miyagi for them to believe it was the same killer, so he had an advantage there. But he needed someone to take the blame. And he knew just the person. Akaashi.

Kageyama had an obsession with setters, so if he could take out two now, he'd have less compitition. He knew akaashi well from late night trainings. He was agile and smart, but he knew just how to frame him. He usually helped out with the cleaning at night, and came back late. And he knew where everything was in the kitchen, from gloves to knives. and if he killed kenma while he was cleaning alone, there would be nobody else who could vouch for him. So that night, like usual, akaashi stayed up late helping with the cleaning, and as he went to bed, that's when hinata got ready.

He snuck into the kitchen and found the gloves, and a knife, one he saw akaashi wash and put away. Kenma was a night owl, and would go for a walk during training camps, since kuroo took his video games away at night. So all he had to do was step outside, and hide. Doing so, he scared some crows from their hiding spot in a tree. As the murder flew away, another was set, and ready to kill.

As kenma got closer, he felt uneasy, as if something was about to go horribly wrong. Listening to his gut, he promptly turned around, only to be grabbbed by the mouth with a gloved hand. "Hello kenma~"

'Shoyo?' He thought to himself, as he began to squirm, trying to get away to no avail. He was a trapped cat, surrounded by crows.

"You may have not noticed, but you've been stealing my darlings attention from me. He's mine wether he agrees or not, and I'm afriad you're in the way of me getting my love." Kenma tried to look for a way out. biting hadent worked, he had just gotten  a mouth full of latex. "Bad kitty, hasn't anyone told you not to bite?" Hinata chuckled. "You're not going anywhere. In fact, the only place you'll be going is heaven." Hinata brought the kniife up to Kenmas eye. "Say goodnight kenma!" With that, he plunged the knife into his eye, and into his brain. He twisted the knife until he stopped struggling against it. He was dead, and Hinata was happy.

He dragged the body to the storage closet, and put him inside. "You know, it's a real shame I had to kill you. I really did like you Kenma. But nobody comes inbwtween me and my love." He said to the corpse. With that, he left, and relocked the door behind him, and headed off to bed once again, after changing and trashing his bloody clothes of course.

He woke up to a blood curtling scream, and acted panicked. He figured kenma was found by now, but he ran to make sure. Sure enough, the storage closet was open with a crying kuroo in front of the body of his childhood friend. The sight almost made Hinata feel guilty for killing him. Almost. He felt someone cover his eyes as he pretended to freak out and cry. He knew it was kageyama by the tingles he felt, and turned around, and fake cried into his shirt.

The cops were called and, like he planned, akaashi was framed and taken into custody. He hugged kageyama again as akaashi yelled about being framed. Hinata smirked on the inside. The only bad side about this was that camp got ended early. But he sat next to kageyama in silence on the way home. He was proud of himself. Another rival down, and just a few days left until he would confess. But with every rival eliminated, he gave kageyama time to grieve. So maybe in a couple weeks.

But one day, he knew they'd be together.