Haikyuu!! - Mocchan? {Oikawa Tooru X OC}

+Second Ending+

// You don't have to read this if you preferred the sadder ending. I finally am getting around to doing this apologies to those of you wanting one sooner... Ehe I have no excuses and this is later than i thought... I wrote some and then stopped so if the story suddenly turns which i dont think it really does then my apologies.//

She was laying in bed still. Oikawa had paid her many visits over the few weeks and she treasured every moment she was awake to be with him.

Although her doctor informed her of the small chance of survival, she hoped with all of the rest of her life that she would recover. Everyday, she silently prayed that she wouldn't die on that day, that she would survive longer for her condition to improve. 

She was told she would pass by the end of the month but she didn't believe it; she was stubborn, she didn't want to leave him alone nor see him scared, worried, upset or crying. Her heart was prone to break should that happen. 

The end of the month was slowly creeping up from behind her and it scared her tremendously. She was sitting in bed waiting for his visit when the doctor walked in her room unexpectedly.

"What is it?" She asked with a raspy voice, squinting at the common visitor she'd been seeing around her room recently.

"I'm just here for a checkup, there's been some differences in your tests"

"Differences? Good?" She rushed excitedly but ended up coughing harshly. The doctor rushed to her side and passed her a cup of water.
"Don't rush your lungs still aren't in perfect shape"

"Yeah..."

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After the doctor left, Fujimoto was left waiting anxiously in her lonely room. She was ecstatic at the news she was delivered, though the news wasn't confirmed or set in stone, she knew that she would get through this no matter what the results. 
If the news turns out to be a false alarm then she'll make it a real alarm the next time because she was sure there would be a next time. She was not going to leave this soon, not after she'd just found her happiness. 

An hour passed by quickly, she took note of the time school ended, which was around 5 minutes ago. 
That means he would be arriving in around 5 minutes too. 

She sat in bed scared.. But overjoyed that her news might give him more hope, a real smile might grace his face at the announcement... She might get to hear him laugh along with her, they might be able to have a real talk, not tense or awkward. A real conversation. 

But, he didn't come. 

She thought he probably got kept at club activities, since he'd been skipping them so often. 
However him not visiting her actually gave her time to think. Maybe she shouldn't tell him so soon. 

A few more days passed and results were showing positive signs. Fujimoto told everyone not to say a word of her condition and they complied. Oikawa visited as often as he could but apologised for when he was being held back for activities by Iwaizumi and the coach. 

She was happy inside and out, he thought they were fake; to make him feel better, but to her they were all genuine. 

She got past the month and surprised many nurses and doctors, especially those that didn't know. Her personal doctor that was just recently assigned to her, after the condition took a turn for the worse, came in frequently to tell her that she is in no clear danger, much to her relief. 

Shiro visited often and prevented Oikawa and others from seeing her, lying that doctors were checking up on her or that she was in critical condition; mentally apologising for the wounds to his heart... And eyes. 

"Shiro, they said I can leave soon." Fujimoto started as Shiro walked into her room, she was smiling brightly and her eyes filled with relief. 

"How you managed to get out of such a fatal position, I'll never understand." Shiro sighed, shaking her head and walking up to the girl with a solemn smile, "You won't let him visit?"

"When I'm released, I'm going straight to his practice." She stated earnestly, never dropping that cheek-hurting smile. She coughed a little after finishing but nothing serious. 

"You should still be careful," Shiro began, tending to her after she began coughing, "no running or physically taxing activities for a while okay, and take it especially easy. Your lungs can't take it and neither will you the next time." She warned seriously. 

"I'll be fine. After this, I'd be surprised if Oikawa-san let me go somewhere by myself; let alone run, or become slightly out of breath... Well he'll just be really overprotective." She laughed to herself, thinking of what he'd be like. Shiro smiled at how much livelier and alive she looked compared to before. Oikawa had seen her at her worst and didn't even know that she was improving, he might think she's getting worse at this rate. 

The door slid open to reveal her doctor with a small, hidden, smile on his face; he held a clipboard in one hand and a bag in the other. First, he handed the girl the clipboard and then placed the bag down on her bed. Shiro, curious as she was, peered over at what was written on the clipboard's paper. Before the doctor had left, he departed with a single word, "Congratulations."

She first felt her face heat up, then cold tears streaming down her cheeks. She inhaled sharply and began sobbing in Shiro's clothes, she who was also tearing up, "You're clean.. Mochi!~" She announced in a whisper, holding back her own sobs. "He's waiting~~" She joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere of crying that currently held them both. 

"I know."

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Outside, the loud sounds of volleyballs hitting the gym floor could be heard. For the past few weeks, there had been a sour air surrounding him. Occasionally he'd brighten up when his fangirls were around or if Iwaizumi kicked him hard enough. But he couldn't break free from the thought. He hadn't seen her in so long, he was unbearably curious. 

They were doing drills at that moment, the cheers from girls were loud and the coach's shouts were louder. He couldn't hear the door to the gym open, but as soon as he heard that voice.

That voice.

He span around and immediately teared up, because she wasn't bedridden, she wasn't dying, she was there. 
Tear stained cheeks, shaking body and an unbelievably apologetic look in her watery eyes. 

He took a shaky step forward, unbelieving of what he saw. Iwaizumi's attention was caught too and when he saw her, he too was shocked beyond belief. The team, entirely, stopped practice and just stared. 

He ran, as fast as he could and hugged her as tightly as he could without breaking her. He cried into her hair, the hair that smelt like raspberries. He basked in her warmth that, the last time he'd touched her, was once ice cold. He whispered to her about everything, how he'd felt and how he feels. She just returned it with crying of her own. 

"Tooru."

"Tadaima."

Okay so there are so many mistakes and random pov switches in this -for which i apologise- but i cba to go and change it all now but YAY I FINALLY HAD THE INSPIRATION AND HAPPY ENDING WOO HOO!! if it sucks then write your own... im seriously bad at good endings like everyone dies in the end. kinda.

anyway i hope it was satisfactory.

if theres mistakes then deal with it :P 
cause i am. and will eventually (5 years later) fix them.