It all started with a kiss {KageHina}

The one where they kiss part1

A high wall stands in front of him, blocking his way. And once upon a time, he'd wished it wasn't there, just so he could see. Just so he could see what's past it.

Hinata doesn't wish that anymore.

Now, he just prays the wall never disappears, so he can climb it again. And again. Because, even though he can't see past it yet, Hinata could live his entire life satisfied if it meant he could climb the wall with him one more time.

Just one more time.

Always one more time.

With Kageyama.

It isn't half as strange as it should be. How well they play together. How Hinata can just close his eyes and know the ball will be there, exactly where it's meant to be, because Kageyama put it there.

Still, Hinata wants to see.

"Again!"

At Hinata's command, Suga gives an exaggerated sigh. They're both sweaty, panting from running and jumping in the empty gym, and for a moment Hinata thinks Sugawara will not toss it to him again. They've been on this for an hour now, and Hinata thanks all the gods out there for Sugawara's patience. He's sure Kageyama wouldn't have helped him with this.

Sugawara retrieves another ball and gets into position. "Fine, but this is the last one Hinata."

And then he tosses.

It's a good toss. A normal toss. And Hinata spikes it, like he's been spiking them for the past hour, with his eyes opened. It's not like with Kageyama, who usually tosses the ball knowing exactly where Hinata will blindly swing, it's a normal toss.

It's not what Hinata wants.

"You should just ask him to practice with you," Sugawara says, when they're both laying on the gym's floor. Chests heaving and looking up at the ceiling. "After all, you're trying to learn how to hit one of his 'self-serving tosses' am I right?"

"Yeah," Hinata breaths out, chest still panting.

"I get that you want to adapt to his style, just like he's adapted to yours. But you have to remember he's a genius. You can't actually expect to adapt to him without actually practicing with him."

Hinata can feel himself pout. It's not like he hasn't thought about that. He knows his and Kageyama's attacks in court only work because Hinata jumps, blindly trusting that Kageyama will know where he'll swing and deliver the ball right to him. And yes, it's exciting. The way they don't even have to communicate, how it just happens. As though it's meant to happen. How Hinata just swings, and the ball is there, and together they're climbing. They're climbing that wall.

But Hinata's eyes are always closed.

So he got it in his head that, if Kageyama can change his incredibly inhuman tosses in a way that work with Hinata's moves, then Hinata can change his moves in a way that work with Kageyama's incredibly inhuman tosses.

And then Hinata won't have to close his eyes. And then Kageyama can trust him too.

But the dumbass has been sulking for some reason lately and Hinata can't find it in himself to ask him.

"I don't know Suga, he's been weird lately"

Sugawara pushes himself to his feet, then offers Hinata a hand. "It's because of the practice game next week. I heard one of his middle school teammates it's going to be in the opposing team."

"And what about that? He's been sulking all week."

Sugawara shrugs. "Don't know really. But I heard Kageyama was too hard on them back in middle school. That no one could hit his tosses. So they got tired of him and benched him."