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Kenma put the sunflowers he bought, into the vase, on the table next to the bed.

"Kenma, you can stop sponsoring me now, you know that right."

"Stop it Shōyō.." He looks irked, Shōyō just sighs.

"Kenma, you told me you would stop sponsoring the moment I got boring and I don't see anything interesting about laying on a bed 24/7. I'm dying, we both know it." Shōyō sighs, slowly sitting up in his hospital bed. He reaches for Kenma's hand.

Kenma grabs onto Shōyō's hand; squeezing it as if it would disappear. He pulls it to his forehead slowly tearing up. "W-why are you s-saying that?! W-where is the S-Shōyō who never gave up! Just ge-t bette-r and then I'll stop!" the tears pool up in his eyes.

Shōyō looks shocked; then he smiles sadly.

"Kenma..." he softly squeezes Kenma's hand once, he lets go, moving his hand to Kenma's face and cupping his cheeks, slowly lifting his face to look into his eyes.

"Kenma, look at me, my body is at its limit, I can feel it. I even had to stop playing my beloved volleyball. The Shōyō you met the first time is slowly withering away and you know that too." Shōyō gives a soft, sad smile as he rests his forehead against Kenma's.

"S-Shōyō, p-please..." Kenma softly whimpers in denial; now staring into each other's eyes as they both start to cry.

Shōyō pulls Kenma into his chest "Hmphmm" Kenma presses his face into the crook of Shōyō's neck; burying his face deeper to take in his scent. "This may be the last time" Kenma thinks as he wraps his arms around Shōyō's now thin waist. He feels Shōyō's hand on the back of his head, softly stroking his pudding like hair.

"Shōyō, we're best friends right..." he mumbles into his shoulder

"That we are Kenma" Shōyō answers with his chin on Kenma's head.

As Kenma begins to lean back, Shōyō lifts his chin away. They rest their foreheads against each other looking into each other's eyes.

"Best friends forever" they both smile.

And after a couple of days, the major volleyball lover and best friend; Hinata Shōyō took his last breath surrounded by family, friends and old teammates.

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A couple years later...

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Kenma put the sunflowers he bought, onto the grave, of the now deceased Shōyō.

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''I'm lost'' Kenma said looking, still looking at his game console.

''Is that thing fun'' Shōyō asked as he crouched next to him.

''Not really. I'm just passing time'' Kenma mumbled

''Oh...'' Ah! Are you a volleyball player?'' Shōyō yelled out

''Huh?'' Kenma looked up at the ginger boy.

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''How about today? How do you feel about winning today?!'' Shōyō questioned excitedly.

''Hrmmmmmm''

''...Not much, just...''

''...normal...I guess...'' Kenma mumbled.

Well, next time, I'll definitely

Make you try hard, then I'll win, and make you say something other than ''not much!'' Shōyō declared.

''Well, I'll be looking forward to it then...'' Kenma told him.

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''Maybe, I'd like to play against you and your team in a match that isn't just a practice one. A match where it's an instant game over if you lose'' Kenma declared

''It's a match where there's no ''second chances'', Kenma!!''

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''This is fun'' Kenma said as he lay on the ground.

''AWWWW YEAAAHHHH!!'' Shōyō shouted.

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''Kenma, I'm sick.''

''What do you mean Shōyō?''

''I'm dying.''

''Stop joking around Shōyō''

''I'm not...''

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''Shōyō''

''It's already been 2 years...''

''You know, you never stopped being interesting'' he mumbled; whimpering.

''You know I loved playing with you, no matter what, gaming, volleyball. I thought we would be together longer.''

''Shōyō...I miss you! A-aah ah aaaahhh'' Kenma broke down.

''W-why did you l-leave!!'

''Shōyō!!'' he sank to his knees at the grave, not caring for the damp mud.

''Why did you give me this much fun if you were just going to leave me?!'' his mouth hanging open, a long silenced scream.

''Kenma!''

''!!''

''Kenma!'' he remembers Shōyō giving a wide, bright smile.

Kenma calmed down and softly smiled ''He wouldn't want me to be such a mess.''

''Bye bye Shōyō'' He smiled; turning his back and leaving the grave.

''Bye bye Kenma''

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Hiii, welcome to the cry zone I guess （⌒▽⌒ゞ

I am an absolute Haikyu fan, but I got kinda inspired to write this angsty lil story. 

Sorry for breaking your heart maybe, but I hoped you enjoyed it!

I can also make an alternative ending, but happy one if someone wants it!

Disclaimer:

I don't own Haikyuu, it belongs to Haruichi Furudate!

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~None of the pictures I use belong to me~