Indivisible | Haikyuu

Firefly City

Even sunrise light couldn't brighten his spirits. Nothing probably could. He was so used to sitting in the dark that it felt like he was in a new world and in a way, he sorta was. It wasn't the world he left.

Yuuki winced as he slid off the edge of the bed, hardly able to feel the hardwood floor through the bandages wrapped around the soles of his feet. How long has it been since he got out of there? It feels like the floor is on a tilt. It probably actually was.

Slowly he gets to his feet, emitting a soft squeak. He didn't know when, but at some point they had dressed him in a shirt that's about three sizes too big and pants that were still a size too big, hanging loosely around his thin hips. He was only 5'4, around the same size as their small middle blocker, so this stuff could belong to literally anyone bigger than that bald wing spiker, but it was more likely that they came from the big guy that carried him here yesterday.

Quietly, the boy approaches the window on the other side of the room, Seijoh's setter watching him quietly from the twin bed he laid in. Outside, the residential area was backlit by the sun, and a voice from behind him made him feel very stupid.

"It's dawn, not dusk," Oikawa's voice makes him turn around. Shibayama sighs softly. He slept for nearly two days, then?

"Oh…um well what happened to you?" He decided to turn around, leaning against the window and instantly regretting it, feeling a sharp pain in his lower back. He doesn't move though. He already looked pathetic enough.

"The bus we were on turned over. The metal scratched up my back and got a good little piece off my side. What about you, Shiba-chan?" The brunette tilts his head, looking genuinely curious about him.

"Tokyo," he answers. Oikawa only looks more puzzled, asking "What happened in Tokyo?"

"Uh well it's a mess down there but there's actual civilization. It didn't get hit by the bomb on the rainy day. It was Miyagi, Yamagata and Fukushima. I walked through something comparable to a wasteland to get here" he explains. "If you get up you can see the lights," he gestures for the setting to come join him.

Toru soon appears at the window beside him, following his line of sight as he points out into the distance. He breaths out, eyes spar0kling with amazement.
"Lights…" he exhales with a soft grin.

Shibayama nods. "A part of the city is a functional society. Sorta," he meets his eyes with a little frown. "There's a lot of crime. Inuoka and I got picked up from the ruins of the school and taken to some type of refugee camp but it was outside of the city. Somewhere in Tochigi, in Utsunomiya. The part of the city that's still intact after the impacts in the bordering prefectures is a camp."

His expression changes, glancing at the door to ensure that no one was coming in. "They separated us and made us work. The jobs, though...because of my size and all, I couldn't do labour or anything, and I'm too young to work at bars or stuff like that so they gave me a job at a…." He quiets down, fiddling with his hands as he stared down at the window sill. He doesn't actually say the word. Instead he clears his throat. "Apparently it's a thing to keep soldiers from fighting amongst each other. They take their frustration out on me instead…they were supposed to take me home but…."

"You never made it back to Tokyo.." It doesn't help that Toru makes a whimpering sound, probably out of his own pain. "You're scared aren't you?" He asks, quickly catching the libero's attention.

But he nods. "We have to go back there, I know. To get through to Tokyo. To be...safe. I have all of you guys though, so…" he flinched, feeling a hand on his shoulder, causing Oikawa to draw back.

"I'm gonna...head downstairs, everyone's probably worried or confused or...I dunno, I'm hungry…" Yuuki mumbled, taking another look back at the lights that shine in the distance before exiting the room. He looks around. It's pretty quiet. Everyone must be trying to sleep or something. They probably had some travel plans before he appeared.