When the Sun Stops Shining

Chapter Seven: Less than Twenty

[TW: There's a rape scene in this chapter. If you don't want to read it, you can skip this chapter. It's not graphic, I promise (although it does focus on Hinata's emotions a lot). If you're okay with reading it, then skip this and start reading the chapter. If you don't want to read this chapter, just read the short summary down below and go to the next chapter.]

Hinata gets thrown in the SHU by Tendou after refusing to get up for count and Kageyama gets worried about him since two weeks have passed since he last saw him. Upon asking Kuroo, Kageyama finds out what happened, realising that Hinata's nothing like the rest of Wakunan, and he gets pissed at the idea of Hinata "giving up".
Chapter ends as follows (talking about Kageyama):
He was alone in this room, this room that was bigger than all the others in the entire prison. That was one of his privileges as Kageyama, the leader of Karasuno. Leaders were meant to be adored, but he was feared. The only man who didn't seem to fear him was Hinata. And he'd vanished. It was then that Kageyama decided: he'd find Hinata Shouyou, no matter what. And he'd save him.

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Hinata's first night was horrible. He was blubbering in his sleep, clutching his shapeless pillow like it was the last thing he'd ever hold. He'd gotten so used to holding Yachi's slim body close as the two of them fell asleep, but now he didn't have that. He couldn't slick away those blonde strands in the morning. He couldn't kiss her; he couldn't touch her. All he could do was think about her, knowing damn well that he'd never get the chance to love her again.

"It's count time, count time," the officer yelled out over the speaker system. Hinata sat up, but he didn't move. He didn't want to. He was tired. It was just morning, not even twenty-four hours since he'd first arrived, but he wasn't in the mood. Everyone hated him because he'd been with Wakunan. There weren't any volleyball courts. He'd lost his fiancée and he'd lost his team. He couldn't help but wonder how Bokuto and Akaashi were doing.

"Hey, Shouyou." Kenma had climbed up the bunk stairs, waving a hand over at the orange-haired male. "You have to get down for count."

"No."

A spark of fear lit up in Kenma's eyes. "You have to," he urged. "You'll end up in the hole if you don't."

"I think that's the best place for me right now." Hinata was too scared to go to the cafeteria. He hated the idea of being hated. On the outside, while people had found him annoying at times, he was still loved by his fans, teammates and family. But now, he was surrounded by people that could probably kill him if he went too far. And he had no-one to protect him except the ever-mysterious Kageyama. But Hinata wasn't sure if he should trust Kageyama. What if he turns out to be like Takeru?

"Oi oi oi, what's going on here?" Kuroo approached the opposite bunk, where Hinata was vehemently refusing to get out of his bed.

"Nothing," Hinata muttered. "You can all line up."

"Hey, don't be—" The door burst open, cutting Kuroo off mid-sentence. Tendou burst in, his eyes darting around all over the room. His eyes lingered on Hinata's half-asleep form for a few moments too long. Then, he looked over at the rest of them. Yaku was standing diligently, his head held at a normal height. Kuroo had done his best to make his bed, although it still looked like the work of a four-year-old. Kenma had clambered back down and was now standing up, looking over at Tendou. But Hinata wasn't moving.

"Hey, four-inches. Why isn't Hinata-kun moving from his bunk?" Judging from Kenma's flushed cheeks, Tendou was probably addressing him.

"I don't know," he quietly responded.

"What about you, seven-inches?"

"Actually, I'm seven-point-seven," Kuroo responded, a mischievous grin on his face. "Your guessing's off today, Tendou-san."