Drowning ( Depressed Hinata×Kageyama)

Chapter 21

I hate that moment when, out of nowhere, a flashback appears. Dude, I only wanted a normal day. Why do you wanna eat all of my sanity? Why do you wanna make me regret everything again? Why do you wanna transform me into my past version? Why do you wanna destroy me! I just want some peace...

~FLASHBACK~

Laughter and snickers were heard in the classroom. All the second years were talking about the new manga. Well, except one tiny boy, with orange hair and hazel eyes. The said boy sat on his chair, with his head down and with his arms tightly warped around his bag. If you looked closely, you could see the small bruises decorating his arms and neck. You could also see the way his arms trembled and the way he flinched when someone got near his desk. No one said anything about the boy. They were treating him like air. Well, that could be considered a good day for the boy. A day of ignorance means fewer bruises.

The bell rang. Everyone occupied their seats and shortly the teacher came. The class became quiet.

"As I am sure you know, your second year at middle school began. You are so big now! I am proud of you guys! Well, with little exceptions..." The tangerine boy could feel sharp eyes fixed on him, so he lowered his head more. He could hear the snickers from his classmates and the whispered rumors about him. 'His parents died because of him.', 'He couldn't even save his sister. What a loser.' and so on. But the boy was already used to it. He became used to hatred. Such a sad thing for a twelve years boy, but you can't change the past and the present.

" Ok, so I have some news for you!" The orange boy sighed in relief as he felt the eyes going back to their teacher. " Two new students will join our class today! Please come in!".

The door opened slowly and two boys entered the classroom. They were twins. One of them had deep black hair and the other one was blonde. They both had forest green eyes and freckles. The raven-haired one looked like the bad boy type and the other seemed like the normal type. Even with these differences, anyone could notice the bond between them. Their body language told the shy boy that they were each other's pillar and that they would do anything to protect each other. No one but the two new boys noticed the way that the tangerine boy was analyzing them. To them, the mysterious boy seemed like a good guy. Like the missing piece in their dynamics. If anyone noticed the way the new boys were looking at the shy tangerine, no one said anything.

" Well, my name is Kaishi." said the raven-haired boy. "and my name is Kaichi.". The silent boy wondered why their names seem so cruel in his heart. They are just names. "Pleased to meet you. Please treat us well.". The orange boy was brought back to the world by their last words. He raised his head and saw the twins smile widely at the whole class.

Time skip- Lunchtime

The shy boy, despite his small stature, was fast. So fast that, when the bell rang, he was the first one to disappear from the class. The boy knew that new people mean new insults and new bruises, so he had to be sure he will survive at least the first week of school. With a lot of experience, he made his way through the full hallways and reached the emergency exit. He slowly opened the door and started walking towards the big tree that saved his ass more times than he would like to admit. He slowly sat down and took out the lunch his aunt made for him.

Sadly, the peace didn't last very long. After 5 or 10 minutes, the boy didn't count, 6 boys from his class found him. Before he could hide or run, 2 of them grabbed his hands and punched him in the stomach. Even though the boy was used to pain, that didn't mean he couldn't feel it. The pain made him hunch and stop struggling.

"Do you think you can escape from us? You deserve to be treated like this! You ended your sister, even your parents! How can you live knowing you killed your entire family? You piece of shit! Maybe you should drown like your family. This way you will know how they felt!"

After the bully's monologue, everyone began hitting him. His arms, legs, back, face. Everything. They know no one will worry about the killer. Everyone in this city blames him for the Hinatas' deaths. Everyone hates him. The little boy knew everyone hated him. He was used to critics, beatings, and suicide baiting. He was used to pain. He was used to it. Maybe he will listen to them one day. This way his aunt will be free. No one will judge her and ignore her if he didn't exist anymore. Her life would be so much easier.

This is how the boy usually ignores the present pain. He drowns in his sorrows, regrets and mental exhaustion and tries to find any reason to be alive. After every beating, his resolve and will to live go down and, tiredly, the orange boy waits for them to disappear completely. The orange boy wants one more reason to die. And he is pretty sure he will get it before this year ends. Maybe someone will push him down the stairs. Maybe he will be involved in another death. Only time knows. But we know for sure that the silent and beaten up boy wants it all to end.

Being lost in his mind, the boy didn't notice two shadows overwhelming the bullies. He didn't notice the shouts and protests and he surely didn't notice the way his body hit the tree before falling to the ground. He noticed only one thing. Warm hands. Hands that didn't want to hurt him. Slowly, he returned to reality and saw two familiar faces. The new boys. They looked worried. Or so thought the bloody boy.

"Hey! Are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?" asked the ravenette. The tangerine boy looked strangely at the newcomers. The boy thought that the others didn't tell the twins about his sins, so he only shook his head and, with trembling arms and legs, raised himself. He didn't notice the worried glances the twins threw him. The boy slowly took his bag and began walking to the bathroom. He didn't want the blood to stain his uniform. Before he could leave, two hands touched his shoulders. He slowly raised his head and looked confused at the twins.

"Dude. At least let us help you. Let's get you to the bathroom.". The orange boy didn't remember how he got to the toilet, but he remembers the soft hands helping him clean his uniform. The only hands that touched him with good intents. The said boy was more than confused. He felt like a human being, and he didn't understand the concept of a normal life.

"W-why are you helping me? I'm sure the others told you about my life...". This was the first time the twins heard the broken boy speak. And his voice wasn't like the others. It was raspy but sweet. It was a voice clearly unused to speaking. And that worried the brothers.

"We don't care about the rumors. If we see someone needing help, we help him. That's all.". Unknown to the brothers, the words the blonde one said were the first positive words he has heard in years. Except for his aunt. She was forced to care after all. After a few minutes of silence, the shy boy said:

"Thanks...". This simple word made the twins smile and they raised their hands.

"You already know who we are, but the others didn't tell us your name." The beaten boy looked at their hands in disbelief. He knew what that gesture means, but it has been so long since someone treated him like a normal human being. He didn't know what to do.

Raising his head, he searched the eyes of the brothers. He couldn't see the malice or the hate, so, with trembling movements, he shook their hands.

"I'm Hinata Shoyo. Nice to meet you."

Maybe it wouldn't hurt to get destroyed by kindness.

~END FLASHBACK~

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OKAY SO I OKAY TO WRITE SOME THINGS FOR YA OR YOU WILL GET CONFUSED!!!

1. Natsu died when Hinata was 9

2. His parents died when he was 11

3. Kaishi comes from "the sea of the death"

4. Kaichi comes from "the bloody sea"

5. Should I post my books on ao3??