With Wings of Black (Kagehina/Asanoya)

Chapter 2

Instead of playing volleyball like they originally planned to do, everyone sat around the three winged individuals in some kind of interrogation.
"Can you fly with more than one person?" Sugawara commented interested and Hinata froze for a moment.
"Uh... I-if it's Yaku or Kenma I think I can. But I definitely can't lift Bakageyama into air."
Nishinoya's reply was different, tho.
"Wanna try it Suga-san?!"

The setter backed off immediately with a sheepish grin.
"I-I'm not so sure wether-"
Too late, Nishinoya unfolded his wings, grabbed Suga and soared high into the air with him. Daichi screamed-
The team never heard him scream like that, highpitched and full of fear, while Suga paled an instant but found himself soon relaxing just a little. Noya seemed to be able to carry him.
Bokuto grinned up at the pair circling over the court.
"I'll definitely keep up with that!! Tsukkiiiii~?"
Tsukishima instinctively stepped behind Daichi and crossed his arms.
"No. And don't call me that."
"Oh come-"
"No."
"Akaaaaashi?!"
"No."
"Oh come-"
"No."
"You are all funkiller!!"

Tanaka posed overdramatized like usual.
"I can be your savior Bokuto!! Show me."
Bokuto gasped with beaming eyes and nodded eagerly. But what Tanaka didn't await was for him to grab his hand, dash like stung by a wasp out of the gym and shoot up into the sky with him. Nishinoya laughed and returned Suga to the ground before he flew after them, Hinata on his heels. Both teams ran out of the gym to check for the loud wing spiker and found him in midair higher than the building, hanging only from Bokuto's hand while Nishinoya and Hinata spiraled laughing around him.
On the first gaze, Tanaka was horrified.
On the second, downright panicking.
On the third, he calmed down as he started to realize Bokuto wasn't going to drop him.
On the fourth, he laughed and lunged to catch either Nishinoya or Hinata.

Karasuno exhaled relieved.

Kageyama kept staring at the bouncy middle blocker without any word. He couldn't quite believe this yet. What was a winged child? Why Hinata? Wasn't he just normal?
Confusion wound its way into Kageyama's brain and he grumbled under his breath. The incoming headache already began to sour his mood but it wasn't just that. Kageyama wanted to join him, up there.
They always were a team as soon as they first entered the court in a match. Somehow... equal. Kageyama was better in setting, serving, receiving and spiking than Hinata. But in a way, Hinata's missing power was made up by his agility, speed and concentration.

And now?

Kageyama remained on the ground while his partner enjoyed the warming sun on his wings, high in the sky above him. Blue eyes darted left and right, observing the team and Fukurodani. Pride. Astonishment. Joy.
Why was he the only one to feel this sting inside his heart? Kageyama turned and left silently, unnoticed by the others.
Dumbass, his mind croaked, Dumbass!
All the time he called Hinata a dumbass, looked down on him, teased him, scolded him. But now... why did he feel like he had been the dumbass all along? What was a genius setter, as everyone called him, worth compared to a mystical winged creature that seemed to befriend everyone they saw?

What was he, a normal human being, against Hinata?

The force of nature?

Kageyama took the next train home again after changing in the locker room, not waiting for the others. His phone buzzed sadly with calls of his team who finally noticed his absence but Kageyama didn't feel like answering. If he was honest, he didn't feel like even seeing someone else.

Left behind.

Hinata left him on the ground.

Kageyama gritted his teeth and clutched his hoodie above his heart so intense his knuckles turned white. He was nothing. Hinata was better than him like this, he was going to move on, just like his old team did.
Kageyama forcefully pushed the two buttons on the vending machine to get himself a pack of milk. That was the only thing which could raise his mood in a way on his way home.

Hinata stared both angry and worried at his phone. Kageyama hadn't been answering neither texts nor calls, he had just vanished. Dusk was approaching and Hinata felt his now invisible wings twitching. He always liked dusk, the sunset, the smell, everything about this time.
Usually he would be about to come home now, leave the charm on his nightdesk and fly out of his window into the pink and orange sky. Freedom was everything for Hinata and he never felt it this well than high above the ground.

Hinata would dip downwards, soar high into the sky again and do all kinds of tricks to laugh... Just laugh and have fun. His father used to join him in the beginning until he became too busy for that.
Smile dropping ever so gently, Hinata finally pried himself away from the amazig view and started to help his teammates unpacking the brought bags. The questions about him had become too much for the middle blocker to answer and he had to promise asking his father for more information.

"I wonder why Kageyama just left... and all by himself!" Asahi mused worried and Sugawara breathed out a quiet sigh.
"I have a feeling about this... But I'd rather not accuse him of anything without proof."
Daichi patted his back in an encouraging manner and shot a tiny smile at him.
"Tomorrow we'll find out."
"I'll squish it out of him!!" Tanaka yelled grinning and cracked his knuckles. Hinata smiled absentmindly, yes, they were his real family. With closed eyes and his back faced to his chatting team, he enjoyed the setting sun warming his skin.
Karasuno is the best choice I ever made.

At the same time, Kageyama stared far away at the same sunset out of his window, thoughts about being left behind by the one that mattered most swirling like a boiling soup inside his mind.
Karasuno is the worst choice I ever made.