Game On - A Haikyuu!! Mafia AU

- Chapter Eleven -

•Recap•

It felt to Bokuto as if nothing else existed in the room except for Akaashi losing consciousness every second that went by, Kageyama frozen in fear with a blade held to his neck, Oikawa with that villainous smile on his lips, and himself.

"Will it be Akaashi, or Tobio-chan?"

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Bokuto felt as if he couldn't think, the sudden pressure weighing his shoulders down as his eyes widened. "I.." He shook his head as he focused on Kageyama's face, the terror in the boy's expression bright and clear.

He'd never have a shot at trucing himself with Daichi if he let Kageyama be taken away or killed, but he wasn't sure how he'd make it without Akaashi. He held his breath, looking down at the floor as he heard Akaashi cough.

Akaashi's vision was starting to blur, it felt like his lungs were going to burst and Yamamoto's grip on him was getting more painful by the moment. He managed to turn his head enough to notice Bokuto, struggling again against the cadet as he met eyes with his leader. "Bokuto-san!" He choked out in hopes of being helped, brows arched.

Bokuto felt his heart wrench in his chest at the despair in his deputy's voice, biting down hard on his lip and furrowing his brows. He would've usually chosen Akaashi in a heartbeat, but with the tensions this high he couldn't do with another organization plotting against him.

He didn't know what to do.

"Time's ticking~" Oikawa leered, his smirk widening ever so slightly as he ran the knife across Kageyama's jaw slowly, not really caring if he drew blood. "Careful now. Any decision you make is killing them."

Bokuto swallowed hard, shaking his head slowly and frowning as he turned sharply back towards Oikawa. "Just let him go, he never did anything to you-"

"And that's where you're wrong," Oikawa cut in, narrowing his eyes as a new expression of anger flashed across his face, upper lip curling in a grimace. "Now make a decision or I kill them both."

"Kageyama," Akaashi struggled, able to overhear the conversation from the level below. His wide eyes scoured Bokuto's face, coughing once more as he felt the last few moments of consciousness slipping away. "Choose Kageyama!"

Bokuto looked back down at Akaashi, lower lip trembling. He turned sharply to Iwaizumi as the dark haired boy cocked the trigger of his gun, keeping it aimed down at Akaashi. "You heard him," he seethed, eyes locked with Bokuto's. "Make a decision."

"Tora," Kenma called again after lifting his head from whispering reassurance to Kuroo, focusing on Akaashi's face for a moment as he recalled what the dark haired boy had said.

'He's not who you think he is.'

He focused back down at Kuroo's face - closed eyes, arched brows, occasional sharp breaths of pain. He gently rested a hand against his leader's arm, eyes flickering back to Yamamoto. "Let him go."

Yamamoto seemed surprised, but obliged and let go of Akaashi, peering up at Iwaizumi with a small nod. After getting a wave of a hand in response, he fled back towards the rest of Nekoma.

Akaashi crumpled to the floor with a gasp, using his shaking arms to prop his upper body off the ground, eyes squinted closed. Every time he took a breath it hurt, coughing violently again and barely noticing blood had surfaced to his lips before tasting the metal tang of it.

Bokuto felt sick at the sight, feeling Konoha tense beside him. Iwaizumi had the gun perfectly trained on Akaashi, defenseless and struggling to catch his breath, and Oikawa still held Kageyama.