Haikyuu Chatfic

Why

Asahi's POV

My spikes were blocked. Almost every single one. We won I guess that's good. I didn't help though. I couldn't do anything they just kept blocking my attacks. Hinata was able to get almost single spike in.

I got off the bus quickly so I didn't have to listen to Suga yell at me for being negative, and Daichi start a dad lecture that I did fine because I didn't.

"HEY ASAHI." I hear Noya's voice from behind me.

"What." I say harshly. He stops talking a second. But continues his ranting soon after dismissing what I said.

"Did you see that cool quick you pulled off with Kageyama it was like woosh then it slammed onto the floor like wapam and then-"

"Can you shut up for 5 minutes." I say. His eyes widen and his smile falters but his face returns to normal so fast that I would've missed it if my eyes weren't paying direct attention in his face.

"Yup sorry I was talking I bit much." He continues walking beside me in an awkward silence for about 9 minutes until it's interrupted. "Hey Asahi." He says in a small voice very unlike him.

"Yeah." I say in a calmer tone then before. He doesn't say anything but he grabs his hair in frustration I think but I'm not totally sure.

"I'm sorry." He says barely above whisper.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SORRY." I yell louder then I intended but just as harsh as I wanted.

"I NEED MY RECEIVES TO BE PERFECT  IF THEY'RE NOT PERFECT THEY AREN'T RELIABLE." He says just as loud but he sounded hurt more the  anything.

"BY YOUR LOGIC MY SPIKES WOULD BE THROWN OUT THE WINDOW."

"YOU GAIN POINTS YOU OWN THE AIR, MY JOB IS TO PROTECT IF I CAN'T  DO THAT WHAT'S THE POINT OF ME ON THE TEAM. I can't answer that, I don't know how to. I see tears in his eyes and he is rubbing his wrist, something I noticed he does when he is nervous.

"Noya-."

"No I have to get better give me your key to the gym."

"No we just had a game you need to rest."

"Asahi now I need it."

"I said no." I grib my bag so he can't get it. He glares at me a d runs off in the opposite direction of his house. "NOYA." I yell but he is long gone so there is not much of a point. "God damnit." I mumble to myself continuing to walk home.

It has been a week since our game with Date Tech. Noya has been visibly tired the past week. He has small but noticeable eye bags, he slightly slouches when he walks now almost dragging his feet. But most of all Noya just doesn't speak anymore. He'll call the ball at practice but other then that he doesn't have a conversation with anyone.

"Mine." Noya says passing it to Kageyama who quickly tosses it to Hinata. "Sorry that wasn't a good pass." Kageyama slightly tilts his head in confusion.

"It was perfect what are you talking about."

"No it wasn't it was short and had to much of a spin on it." He answers quickly and leaves so Kageyama can't argue back to him.

Daichi gives me a concerned look. Noya's personality has completely changed.

"Hey Asahi what's up with Noya." Suga asks me.

"I don't know." I look down and I grab a ball for serving.

"Hey you must know something."

"I don't so assume that I do."

"That sentence right there tells me that you do know something." I just shake my head and get in position to serve.

"Ok that's it for the day pack up everyone." Practice was now over and everyone was messing around while mopping and cleaning up the net. All except one person.

"Daichi can I please lock up the gym for tonight." I hear Noya say from a distance.

"How long do you want to be in here for."

"Just an hour please." Daichi hesitates but hands him an extra key."

"You really need to get rest you have been staying here late everyday this week."

"I'm sorry." Daichi just pats his head and tells him not to overwork himself.

Everyone is soon gone and it's just me  and Noya in the gym.

"Noya why have you been Overworking yourself." I ask about to exit the door.

"I'm not."

"How are you not."

"I'm getting worse not better my receives aren't getting better." I look at him closely. Well closer then usual he has more bruises then usual. He always had a bit of bruises from block receive drills and just practice in general but most are now black and purple and pretty big. "I'm sorry but I need to get better Asahi so please leave."

"No you're coming home with me." I grab his arm. He winces slightly but doesn't budge from where he is standing.

"I'm sorry but I can't leave."

"You can leave and you will leave."

"Guess what Asahi you can't tell me what to do so LET my arm go." His voice is harsh and makes the situation tense, tenser then is already was.

"Yū you're going to hurt yourself."

"Please Asahi just let me go."

"No." With this he glares at me and yanks his arm out of my hand. He goes back to passing. "Yū." I put a hand on his shoulder. He pushes me away. I stumble over my feet almost falling but stopping myself before I do.

"Don't fucking touch me."

"Please Yū you need sleep-."

"You don't KNOW what I need so don't fucking talk to me with all that shit coming out of your mouth." I look down. "LEAVE I DON'T WANT YOU HERE."

That hurt. Alot more then I would like to admit. I love him so fucking much, and he is pushing me away when he needs me the most. I turn on my heel and walk away not looking back.

The person I love the most doesn't want me.

Why Nishinoya Yū. Just why.

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