Oikawa Tooru was born a vampire and Iwazumi Hajime a werewolf, yet a fierce and steadfast bond has been formed between these two who couldn't be more different. Growing up together throughout the years it has grown into something far stronger and mo...
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~OIKAWA POV~
One more.
One more.
One more.
It's all I could think as I forced myself to jump and jump and jump and jump again. Sweat dripped down my forehead but I was only vaguely aware of it as I grabbed another volleyball. Feeling it only briefly in my hands I threw it up, tracking it I ran and I jumped. The heft in my palm, the burn in my biceps, the numbness in my legs. I was barely aware of any of it. I just needed to try again, and again, and again.
One more.
One more.
One more.
Or else I'll never beat Ushijima, or else Kageyama will replace me, or else I'll cease to win. My vision was starting to become a haze of sweat and exhaustion, volleyballs were scattered everywhere.
"Oikawa-san please teach me how to serve" He stood holding on a ball in his hands, an innocent smile playing on his lips.
Stop.
My heart exploded with a kind of fury I'd never felt before, I wanted him gone. All I could see was a threat, a threat to my position, to game, to my livelihood.
"Get away FROM ME" My voice grew to a roar as I lashed out at him. I realized what I had done as I felt a warm hand gripping my forearm.
"Oikawa!"
Hajime I'm sorry.
~IWAZUMI POV~
"Oikawa!" I gripped his forearm. He was really going to do it. He was going to hit Kageyama.
"We're done for today, go home Kageyama" There was a sternness in my voice I hadn't known I was capable of. I watched him scuttle off a mix of fear and relief on his face before turning to Oikawa. He was panting, his eyes a burning, pulsing red. I could barely contain my own shock. "What were you thinking?!" I released his arm.
"I can't win." His gaze was unfocused, somewhere else in his own mind "Not against him, not against Ushijima".
"Stop saying I" ,I threw my hands up, "there's more than just you on the court, you can't win by having one good player. Everyone's behind you...." I curled my fist's out of frustration.
"I'm behind you" ,I tilted my chin up so that we would be eye to eye, "so stop staying I already!" I went with my instincts as I slammed my head into Oikawa's. He fell back landing on his arse and sliding a little.
"IWA-CHAN" He moaned hopelessly, blood dripping from one nostril, "You didn't hold back at all".
"Do you want me to make your other nostril bleed?" I threatened throwing up my chin triumphantly. He wrinkled his nose in annoyance wiping the blood with his sleeve but he laughed. He genuinely laughed, the laugh only I ever got him to laugh, all the red from his eyes gone replaced with that light brown I knew so well. I'd never seen him like that before.
"You're lucky that first year is a vampire dumbass, exposing yourself like that" I offered my hand, he grabbed it pulling himself up with fatigue.
"Is dumbass that only insult you have?" Oikawa brushed it off ignoring my warning.
"It's time to go home dumbass" I smacked the back of his head as he gave a small yelp and followed me out. I was just glad he was okay.
Author's Note
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