When the Sun Stops Shining

Chapter Twenty: The Jewellery Heist

"Hurry up, guys! Asahi's stalling outside, but he won't be able to wait much longer!" Kageyama was pacing around outside, highly aware that they were running out of time. It was the dead of night, and he was outside a highly-renowned jewellery store. Karasuno was running out of money for weapons and supplies so they desperately needed to pull this heist off. The problem was that none of them had planned it. Suga had spotted the store, said "Let's rob this store!" and rushed in before anyone could tell him otherwise. They'd all ended up going along with it in the end since it looked like an easy catch. The door hadn't been locked properly, they were all dressed in black and it would be impossible for them to ever be caught. Karasuno don't fall. They fly.

Inside the store, the whole of Karasuno was grabbing and taking whatever they could. They were only meant to grab a couple of items, but they were all getting quite greedy. They'd gone years without falling, so their egos had become inflated. They planned to leave the place bare; take every last item in there. Suga had tied up the guards with bondage tape (he insisted that he had 'accidentally' brought it with him) and was keeping an eye on them. Gold necklaces, diamond rings and emerald earrings were disappearing into bags and pockets as the seconds passed.

Kageyama was pulling on his sleeves, pacing back and forth, horribly aware that they could get caught any second. All it takes is one person to walk by and see that there's people running around taking stuff off the displays. And right now, Kageyama could see a police officer making his way down the street. Night patrol. He couldn't issue any warnings since the street was so quiet that the officer would be able to hear him.

"Fuck," Kageyama whispered to himself. What should he do?

It was then that Kageyama snapped. He went towards the van, looked in at Asahi who was also biting on his fingernails. "Asahi, get out."

"What—"

"Get out." Surprised, the older male replied. He clambered out of the van. Meanwhile, Kageyama could see that the police officer was beginning to run towards the scene. Multiple police officers were now beginning to approach. An ambush. It didn't take Kageyama long to figure out what had happened. Japan's police force had baited Karasuno by leaving the door to the jewellery store open. It had been a trap.

"Wait, Kageyama, are they here for—" Kageyama threw himself into the van, turned the key in its ignition and sped down the street without another word. He could see Asahi in the side mirror running down the street, shouting his name again and again. Kageyama! Kageyama! But he didn't stop. He was focused on self-preservation and nothing else. I can't go down. I can't.

Subsequently, the police officers reached the jewellery store, busted the door down and caught the rest of Karasuno red-handed, save for Asahi. And if that wasn't enough, they also found the dead body of one guard and the bruised body of another. Suga had tied both of them up so tightly that they couldn't breathe. Although, Suga insisted that he'd gone 'easy' on them with the tape and rope.

Asahi himself had managed to sprint far enough from the jewellery store that they couldn't find him. He'd done ballet in his teenage years, so he had a lot of stamina. He'd decided to hide out in the volleyball courts of his old high school. Conveniently enough, his high school happened to be nearby.

Karasuno were cuffed and taken out to police vans by the Japanese police officers who were wearing proud smiles. They got paid extra if they caught gang members — but they'd just managed to catch a whole batch of them, especially 'Jigsaw' Tsukishima, who was on Japan's 'Most Wanted' list. They'd be swimming in pools of yen for years at this rate.

Meanwhile, Kageyama was still zooming off in a direction. He didn't care where he was going, he just needed to get away. He was repeating the same mantra in his head. Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why?

***

When Kageyama had finally arrived at the prison, having been caught and detained just three months later, he was met by coldness from the rest of Karasuno. No-one had ever said it out loud, but they all blamed him. They did. So, why... why do they care so much about him?

"We've all talked about it. None of us blame you for it. We got way in over our heads, thinking we could take the entire store." Tsukishima let out a snort of laughter. "We tried to rob both the first and second floor. Nishinoya was trying to break into the safe. He kept doing cartwheels and shouting 'Rolling Thunder!' every time he kicked the safe. Tanaka was trying to steal the paintings. It was a fucking mess."

"Seriously?" Kageyama put his cigarette back to his lips, his eyes widening slightly when he realised that half of it had burnt away. He let out another puff of smoke and let it drop back to his hand once again. "We agreed on first floor only. No wonder you were all taking so long..."

"It's alright." Tsukishima flicked Kageyama's nose, earning himself a dark glare from the sniper. "Maybe Nishinoya will come up with some Michael Scofield-level escape plan and get us all out of here."

The two looked at each other, Tsukishima smirking and Kageyama glaring. After a few seconds, they both burst into laughter, Kageyama leaning against the shed in order to support himself. Tsukishima fell into Kageyama's body, laughing so hard that he could barely stand. His lips gently grazed across Kageyama's, stilling the man's laughter all of a sudden. Tsukishima's hand snaked to Kageyama's, slipping the cigarette out of his hand and dropping it to the grass below. Now, he was pressing Kageyama right up against the shed wall, but he was still keeping the kiss as gentle as he could. Although Tsukishima was by no means gentle, he wasn't sure how Kageyama would react. He wasn't even sure if Kageyama was gay. The man didn't seem to care about males or females. He only cared about sniping. Even then, Tsukishima had thought about doing this for a long time. He had to know how it felt, how it felt to have his lips touching Kageyama's. He could taste that cold cigarette smoke on Kageyama's lips, but it seemed like Kageyama had also become walking nicotine. Tsukishima couldn't will himself to pull away. He wanted to stay in the touch of Kageyama's lips, forever and ever. He was becoming addicted.

It took a while for Tsukishima to realise that Kageyama wasn't making any effort to return the kiss. Surprised, he pulled himself off Kageyama's lips. Kageyama didn't have an expression on his face. He just looked blank, so utterly blank. He didn't seem to like it, but he didn't seem to dislike it either.

Kageyama blinked at Tsukishima. He put a hand to his lips, feeling them. They were warm. Yes, Tsukishima had really kissed him. He looked down at the cigarette, which had been snuffed out by the damp grass. Then, back up at Tsukishima, whose lips were glistening in the dim sunlight. Kageyama couldn't read the look in his eyes.

"Thank you." Kageyama nodded once at Tsukishima. Before the blonde could respond, Kageyama excused himself and walked away from the sheds. He'd been planning to smoke another cigarette before going inside, but he didn't feel the need now. He felt... alright.