When the Sun Stops Shining

Chapter Thirty-Six: Passing Notes

"He's eating," Kinoshita whispered.

"Shut up, Kusoshita. You'll put him off," Ennoshita hissed.

Kageyama looked up from his bowl of tamago gohan. The entire table was staring at him, Nekoma included. They weren't even trying to hide their shock. "Do you all have to stare like that?"

"Oh... um, go ahead." Kinoshita nodded. "Tastes great, right?"

"Kusoshita," Ennoshita hissed once again in his warning tone.

"What? I'm asking if he likes it!"

Kuroo and Tsukishima were snickering to themselves. Kenma and Yamaguchi were quietly chuckling. Even Suga was able to shake his head while smiling at the bickering two.

"It's okay, I suppose." Kageyama continued to eat from his bowl without another word. He was just focused on finishing his food since he had nothing else to do. Those new C.Os were really focused on enforcing the rules. They wouldn't allow anyone out of the cafeteria, not even Kageyama himself. The C.Os would go into dorms personally and make sure that everyone was out for breakfast, dinner and lunch. It had only been one day, so Kageyama wasn't sure of what else they wanted to do, but the prison was about to change. It was going to change a lot.

"Kageyama!" Yamamoto was rushing towards Kageyama, holding a notebook in his hands. "Your notebook's come. It came with a complimentary pen as well."

"Oh, that's great. Thank you, Taketora." Kageyama scraped up the last of his tamago gohan with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and retrieved the notebook from Yamamoto, along with the pen. "By the way. Did you make the order for the yoghurt yet?"

"Yeah, I asked my guy about it. I'm still waiting to hear back."

"I've changed my mind. Just get me my usual three boxes of twenty-four. With these new C.Os, I don't want to have any big orders coming in." Kageyama sighed. "Be careful about it, too. They'll be watching you a lot more closely than usual. I trust you know what to do."

"Of course. I'm not the Head Cook for nothing," Yamamoto said, slapping a hand to his chest. Kageyama had noticed that all the cooks had a habit of chest-slapping. He'd also seen the towel-whipping that went on whenever they were in the back making meals. They were idiots, but god were they good at making food. If only they had even more ingredients to work with.

With that said, Yamamoto walked away. Kageyama placed his bowl back onto his tray and looked down at his notebook. It was a beautiful notebook; leather cover and the word 'Notebook' written in golden cursive. He flicked it open to the first page and allowed himself to take a deep breath. Hinata had started the last notebook, so now he had to start the next one.

Hey. So, this is part two. I'm guessing that the rules from the first notebook carry into the second, right? Yeah. Heh. I'm glad this thing finally arrived. Ennoshita spotted it and now he's giving me one of his envious looks. He's the director guy, in case you don't know.

I've got a question. When you buy me my comb, can you make sure it's narrow-toothed? I don't like wide-tooth combs. My hair has to lie down as flat as possible.

-Kageyama

Kageyama stood up from the table and walked over to the Johzenji table, where everyone was currently laughing about something. The sight made Kageyama feel like... smiling. Hinata was throwing his head back and laughter was bubbling out, the sound just as sweet as it had been when Kageyama heard it for the first time. It was so different to the Karasuno/Nekoma table, where everyone either argued or had their own little conversations. There were no complications here. Everyone was just relaxed; they were doing their time and enjoying the ride. Kageyama was beginning to understand why Hinata was so fond of them.