A Haikyuu! AU

Chapter 4: Kageyama's POV

AN: Sorry it's been so long. I was working on a different fanfic with my friend and it kind of consumed all my time. I've been in a writer's block and also I have had no motivation to write recently so if stuff comes out slow then uh, sorry!

I began helping Tanaka and Nishinoya mop up the gym. Once we had finished we went into the storage closet to put away the mops, but when I turned to leave Tanaka closed the door on me. "Nope! You're not going anywhere, first year." Tanaka's spiky teeth flashed in a menacing smile. I looked over at Nishinoya and the small boy was sauntering closer to me slowly.

"Tanaka, Noya, what is this about? Let me leave." I started backing up as Noya got closer until I hit the wall and couldn't move anymore.

"Not until you..." Noya trailed off. I looked at him puzzled and he looked over at his shoulder at Tanaka. "That's when you were supposed to finish my sentence and it was going to be super cool!"

"Oh shit, sorry." Tanaka rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"No. Now it's too late for that. You're so boring." Noya whined before I cut him off

"Can you just tell me what you want?"

"Will you come to a party with me and Tanaka? We wanna go to one but it's a bring your own booze party and neither of us can get our hands on any alcohol so we were wondering if you want to come with us and bring enough for us too."

"Why are you asking me?"

"Well Daichi, Suga, and Ennoshita would yell at us for going to a party, Asahi is too scared of getting in trouble to go to a party like this, we refuse to corrupt Hinata and Yamaguchi, Tsukishima is no fun, and we don't know the other second years very well. So that left only you." Noya began to bounce up and down excitedly.

"If I say yes will you let me go?" Noya nodded enthusiastically, causing his hair to move up and down rapidly, even with the insane amount of hair gel he put in. "Fine." I sighed and walked over the door that Tanaka opened for me. "Text me the details," I called behind me as I sprinted up to the locker rooms. That had wasted way too much time. That, combined with the fact that I had to stop by Hinata's house meant that I would not be getting home until much later than usual. 

When I got up to the locker rooms I was surprised to see Daichi still there. I gave him a curt nod before he turned to me. "Kageyama, can I talk to you?" I sighed, knowing that I couldn't say no to him. I just gave him a small wave, to signal him to start talking while I began pulling off my shirt. "Can you tell me what is going on between you and Hinata? With the training camp coming up I can't have the dream duo being on bad terms."

"T- there's nothing going on between us." I felt heat rise in my cheeks and it moved down my body until I could tell that I was blushing down to my bare abdomen. I quickly pulled on my shirt to make an attempt to cover up the blush, but it was too late, Daichi had already seen.

"Oh. I see." Daichi gave Kageyama a sly smirk before picking up his stuff and opening the locker room door. "You should tell him." He left Kageyama standing in the locker room, stunned and unsure what to do

I can never confess to him. He clearly already has his eyes set on someone else, and it's probably Kenma. I don't blame him Kenma is attractive, not to mention they clearly get along really well. I, on the other hand, look like this and it seems all Hinata and I do is fight. No wonder he doesn't like me. I'm a horrible person, all I do is yell. 

I pulled myself out of my thoughts with a light slap on the face. "You still have to go tell Hinata about the training camp." I talked to myself, refusing to let the waves of thoughts sloshing around my brain drown me. I finished changing and began walking to Hinata's house. It was so odd walking this way without the bouncing ball of energy I had a huge crush on walking next to. I plugged in my headphones and started playing some music to try to drown out the silence. I got to Hinata's house and raised my hand in a fist to knock.

The door opened and a small girl with the same vibrant hair Shōyō had answered the door. "Who are you?" Her voice was quiet, soft, and almost melodic. Suddenly I saw the boy I liked come rushing over to the door, his eyes still red and puffy from crying. 

"Natsu go find mom or something. I need to talk to this guy alone." I flinched when Hinata called me 'this guy.' Was that really all I was to him? 

"I needed to ta-"

Hinata cut me off quickly. "What are you doing here Kageyama?" 

Why was Hinata being like this? What did I do to him? And why did it feel like my heart was being ripped out of my chest when he treated me like this? "Daichi asked me to let you know that we have a training camp with Nekoma scheduled for this weekend. Meet in the parking lot on Saturday at 5 a.m."

"So Daichi asked you to, huh? You couldn't come to talk to me, your best friend, out of the kindness of your heart? You didn't want to just come to talk to me because you could? What's that about Kageyama? Why have you b- been avoiding me?" Hinata's voice cracked at the end of the sentence and I noticed that he seemed to be holding back tears. 

"Maybe I'm tired of just being your best friend. Maybe I want to be more." I didn't mean to say the words that escaped from my mouth at that moment, but it was too late to take them back. I panicked and began to walk away from the door. "Sorry, I have to go." I turned away and once I was off the doorstep I began sprinting away from the small house. I ran away from my feelings and emotions. I ran from the perfect ball of sunshine that occupied my every thought. At least I tried to run, but a hand grabbed my wrist at the end of Hinata's driveway.

"Bakayama you don't get to say something like that and run away." I turned around to face Hinata and before I could process what was happening I felt his soft lips on mine. I stood there, unsure of what I should do for a moment, before kissing him back. He lowered himself off his tiptoes and back to the height of my neck. I looked down at the boy that was a blushing mess in front of me and noticed a tear running down his cheek. 

I gently wiped the tear away. "What's that for?" I asked, softly. I wasn't good with emotions, but I knew that my normal demeanor wasn't going to be good for dealing with someone crying. 

"I'm just so happy." Hinata's honey-brown eyes stared into mine and I couldn't help but grin. 

"I have to go home now or my mom will have my head. I'll see you tomorrow Hinata." I said, beginning to walk back to my own house.

"Call me Shōyō."