Maybe

Fate

It was the next day and Yamaguchi left the house as soon as he could, grabbing a piece of bread and forcibly shoving it down his throat as he left. He knew he had to eat, as much as his body said otherwise.

He said nothing to his mom as he left, as he had been doing for the past week or so.

He made his way to the gym almost late so that he wouldn't have to be the awkward first one. Tsukishima was supposed to walk with him, but he wasn't at his house when Yamaguchi walked there.

As he peeked his head in he saw most of the team already assembled and he stepped inside. The second he did so Hinata was on top of him, literally. It appeared that him and Kageyama were having some sort of a race (again), and Hinata had tripped onto Yamaguchi, knocking him over.

Before a word could be said Tsukishima was there. "Get you and your boyfriend's ass back in here now, King. Sugawara-san wants you." Tsukishima said the word 'King' with more emphasis than the rest of his sentence, and smirked when he saw Kageyama's angry reaction. Yamaguchi snickered and followed him through, hoping that, maybe, today would be the day his fate changes.

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As the day went by Yamaguchi started to feel a little queasy. He had to hold his stomach all through his morning classes to avoid puking all over his notes. When lunch finally arrived he ran to the bathroom first thing, and ended up puking out everything in his stomach. That everything was basically only a piece of bread and some bile. He sighed in defeat and he slumped against the toilet, shaking.

Maybe today Tsukishima would be concerned when he timidly sat through lunch, not eating the meal his mother prepared.

Maybe.

A/N

This is really short, I know (IM SORRY), and it was sort of filler stuff (IM SO SORRY) but this was the only place that seems fit to end it off, and I just couldn't cut it out. I'll upload again really soon to make up.

~Canary