A Co-Captain's Doubts

Amazing

"Are you alright Suga? Holy cow, look at your face!"

Sugawara cringed as Hinata's voice assaulted his eardrums, but he attempted a pained smile anyway, wanting to reassure all of the faces that were staring at him with different variations of sympathy and concern.

"Hinata, maybe don't scream at Suga right now, I imagine he's got a headache." Daichi advised, placing a hand on his injured teammate's shoulder.

"O- Oh, right! I'm sorry!" Hinata whisper yelled, and promptly bowed his head in apology.

Sometimes Suga was convinced the volleyball captain could read his mind, although if he looked half as bad as he felt right now, perhaps it wasn't such an impressive deduction.

Reaching up to rub the back of his head in a self-conscious way, then wincing as he remembered the cut, the third year setter gave a light laugh.

"It's alright. I'll be fine, Hinata, no need to get worked up." Suga reassured, gaze drifting as he made an effort to avoid the eyes of all his teammates watching him.

"What do you mean no need to get worked up, look at you, Suga! Which one of those bastards did this, I'm gonna kick their ass right now! It was that douche with the slicked back hair, wasn't it?" Noya demanded.

The second year libero was fuming, Tanaka gripping his shoulders to hold him back as he clenched his fists tight and trembled with rage.

"Noya, buddy, the rest of us are just as mad as you, but think... If we go charging in there and sock that loser in the face, we'll get disqualified. If that happens, it'll totally mean he wins! "

Suga tensed as the two argued, wanting to tell them to let it go like he had with Daichi, but their coach beat him to it.

"Tanaka's right."

The entire team of boys turned their attention to Ukai as he spoke up, their faces alight with frustration and a touch of betrayal.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't say the kid didn't deserve a beating."

"Coach..."

"Let me finish, Specs. I'm not saying he doesn't deserve it... but it won't do anything but get us kicked out of the tournament. If we want revenge, we have to pound them into the ground on the court. That's our only choice. Well, that and I'm going to find out if these halls have any security cameras."

Ukai closed his eyes, crossing his arms as he let out a heavy sigh, Suga lacking the energy to add anything, but eyes shifting back and forth between his coach and the orange clad boy who was still frowning and furious. Noya looked far from accepting what their coach said, but after a couple strained seconds, turned his head down to the side and muttered.

"Tch. Yeah, whatever."

Stepping up and looking over the others with a stern thoughtfulness, Takeda nodded his head.

"Alright, everyone should head back to the gymnasium; the game will be starting any minute. I'll accompany Sugawara to the infirmary, Yachi, would you mind coming along as well?"

Taking in a quick breath, the jumpy girl bowed immediately.

"Yes sir!"

As the group of boys reluctantly turned to head back and murmur well wishes to Sugawara, the silver haired setter found a hand gripping his shoulder tighter.

"I'm going too." Daichi informed the others, causing Suga to turn to him with surprised disagreement.

"You can't, you're in the starting lineup. It's bad enough so much time was wasted looking for me instead of warming up, you should be with the rest of the team."