♡ Private School | Hinakoma/Komahina | FINISHED ♡

20 | Emotions

The next chapter will most likely be longer.

Hinata and Komaeda walked towards the school on Sunday evening. The brunet had recovered very quickly.

"Hajime!" A voice called out. Then Kamukura could be seen hurrying towards them from the inside of the school. He hugged Hinata tightly.

"What?" Hinata hissed.

"I heard what happened. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, but since when did you care?"

"I care. I didn't come see you because I thought you wouldn't want to see me since we fought. I... I feel bad about what happened. I apologize, Hajime. I'm sorry,"

"That's nice, but do you trust me now? That was the problem I had with you,"

"I do. And one day, I'll prove it to you. I promise. I'm very sorry,"

"Fine... I forgive you. But don't think I'll just forget. You really hurt me,"

Kamukura nodded.

"Komaeda, let's go to bed now, yeah? It's gonna get dark soon," Hinata said.

"Yes!"

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"I've never seen Kamukura-kun as emotional as he was just now," Komaeda said, sitting down on his bed.

"I have. He used to be very emotional and pretty sensitive, actually. But because of our training... I think he started to express his emotions less and less until he almost never felt anything as a coping mechanism. Our training was absolute hell... honestly... I bet Izuru's really traumatized,"

"...I'm so sorry. That's not hopeful at all..."

"Yeah, it isn't. But right now, we're on a mission and don't need to attend training,"

-

"I-I can't lift this! It's too heavy!" Kamukura said, crying.

"You're not going to bed until you lift this dumbell!" The trainer shouted.

"I-I really can't,"

"Your brother was able to, so you'll be able to as well!"

Meanwhile, Hinata was running on a treadmill. He was so exhausted he felt like he could die. He had thrown up several times and had been running for what felt like an eternity. His clothes were soaked in sweat.

"Faster, Hajime!" The trainer shouted at him.

Hinata turned it up and kept running.

"Now lift it, Izuru! Or I'm gonna punch you!"

The brunet jumped off the treadmill and ran in front of Kamukura. "Don't you dare hit my brother!"

"Or what? What are you gonna do? Punch my kneecaps? You're only twelve, you can't do shit." The trainer clenched his fist and-

-

"Hinata-kun? Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. I just..." All of a sudden, he looked to the side. "Komaeda, hide behind me!" He shouted and grabbed his gun.

"What?! Why??"

"Just get behind me! I'll keep you safe, I promise!"

The door swung open.