MEMORY LOSS AU - Gone

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Hinata POV
Kageyama was already too far ahead to catch up to.

Even if I did try and follow him, I don't know this place well enough to even find my way back to the gym.

I take a deep breath and walk into the classroom.

I remember Kageyama telling me awhile back that I was pretty popular or something?
This should be a pain in the ass.

As I walked in, all attention turned to me.
I gulp back the awkwardness.

Trying my best to ignore the eyes, I try to make my way over to my desk.

Wait.
Which ones my desk again?

I look around the room frantically.

Is that one mine?
No that has a bag on it.
What about that one over there?
Someone's already sitting there!

"Hinata?" I yelp as I turn around. The guy standing behind me looked like a teacher.
"It's about time you came back" he said jokingly.

"Y-Yeah..." I stutter "Sorry, but where do I sit?"

"What, did you hit your head too hard?!" I heard someone say, followed my small giggles.

Well... I did, didn't I?
I guess only staff knew.

He points to a seat and tells me to sit at it. It's in the middle of the second row from the back.

The books that I were given were so heavy I could barely carry them around the school.

Then again it might be just because my arms are so weak.

English, huh? I don't remember anything about english.

The class started and we were told to turn to page 53.

Nothing made sense; it all just looked like scribbles on a page and there weren't even any Japanese translations either.

"Harada!" the teacher called loudly "Stop messing around! First paragraph hurry up!"

The boy in the desk in front of me stood up and the class went silent.

He was tall, well, taller than me anyways, maybe about 5'8. He had messy dirty blonde hair that were cut at the sides.

When he spoke, his voice sounded familiar I guess, but maybe that's just because I heard it not long ago.

He's the same guy who asked if I hit my head too hard.

To my surprise he read it out perfectly; well, at least what sounded perfect to someone who had no idea what was going on.

His voice was weirdly attractive to me... it almost sounded like Kageyamas, except his was more playful in contrast to Kageyama's firm and angry tone.

He ended up messing up at the end and playfully hitting his other friend for laughing, and they ended up both giggling at each other.

He didn't mess up accidentally though, I could tell it was on purpose.

They both got into trouble, obviously.

That class seemed to go on forever, it was an hour of complete nonsense.

As much as I tried to understand, I didn't know the first thing about English.

As I sighed and slung my bag over my shoulder, someone jumped on my shoulder.

"What's up, Shou!" they said "Pretty bitch move not even calling us, we were worried!"

When I turned around, the blonde boy was standing there, smiling at me.

He had a toothy grin and a playful expression.
Of course, I could already tell it was him from the voice.

"S-Sorry" I said, trying desperately to remember his name.

Hedara?
Hikara?
Maybe it's Herida?

"Harada!" someone calls.

A black haired boy with droopy hair and a mole under his left eye comes up next to him and taps him on the shoulder.

His voice is low and mellow.

"You should be careful, that was a pretty bad accident... how you feeling Shou?"

I guess these people knew me pretty well to be called 'Shou'

"Much better now!" I say, with a smile.

They seem surprised at my enthusiasm, which is strange considering no one else was.

"How about I walk you to your next class?" Harada says, "That way we don't get any side comments from Mr. Droopy here" he whispers.

"Hey!" the other boy calls. "Who are you calling mr.droopy"

"You, mr, droopy!"

I decide while they're arguing to avoid telling them about my memory loss.

That's only caused problems for me after all.

"Alright, buddy!" he says "You ready to go!"

Kageyama POV
I go to pick Hinata up as soon as class is finished since we have maths together next,  it when I get there no one is even in the classroom.

As I tilt my head around the hallway, I catch a glimpse of his red hair.

As I walk closer to him, I can see someone walking beside him.

As I squint, a semi-familiar boy comes into view.

"Is that Harada?" I say to myself.

What's Hinata doing hanging out with someone like Harada?

Especially after what he did...

"Hinata!" I call to him.

He doesn't hear me, but he turns to face Harada.

He's smiling, genuinely.

Not the stupid fake smile he put on when he went to meet the team.

Not the obviously hurting smile he plasters on his face when he has to tell someone he doesn't remember them.

A real, genuine smile, and it's not aimed at me.

I follow them, and try to listen in on their conversation, but my the time we get to the classroom I just look like a creep.

My desk is next to Hinatas, and right behind him is Haradas.

Hinata stops at the doorway.

"Uhh... which is my desk again?" he asks

"Are you serious?" Harada sighs "Come on, we haven't moved seats since the start of the year and you've only been gone... what, a month?"

"It was about two months but whatever"

Based on how he's talking I'm guessing Hinata didn't tell him about his memory loss.

As he goes to sit next to me, I tap him on the shoulder and say,

"Didn't I tell you to wait in your classroom?"

"Right! Sorry I forgot... but it's ok, I got Harada to lead me"

He points to the boy behind him.
I quickly put his hand down.

"I know who Harada is" I whisper "But you don't. You shouldn't get involved with him"

"Huh? Why not?"

"Look, Harada is-"

Before I had a chance to finish my sentence the bell had already rang and the class had started.

Why?
Why Harada of all people to mess this up?