Kageyama thought he already trusted his teammates, but does he really? When his traumatic nightmares from Junior High begin to crop up again, what will Hinata do when he has his own set of problems to deal with? Warning: BoyXBoy Don't like? Don't read! Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or original plot lines or any of the manga as a whole. Haikyuu!! and all it's contents belong strictly to Furudate Haruichi.

In which Kageyama realises that when someone is born into this world, someone, somewhere, at the same time will die. ~~~ Happy Birthday Kageyama! Although this isn't exactly the BEST way to celebrate... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. Haikyuu!! and all of its content belong strictly to Furudate Haruichi and his respective publishers.

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Jag trodde aldrig att jag skulle falla så hårt för någon, men det gjorde jag. Och det är ingenting jag ångrar. ©Moabirb 2017 - 2018

"Hey mom what happened during your teenage years?"Hani asked her mother. "Well are you sure you want to hear this story? it's not a funny friendship story.." She answered and looked down at the floor. "I'm thirteen now i can handle it" Hani insisted. "well then i guess i should tell you then, i think you should now this anyways" Her mother said with a sad look on her face. Never could Hani understand what this would be, little did she now that her parents lives were tainted with depression,sadness,blood and sorrow. And little did she now it started with a girl looking out of a window, a girl that wanted something different...

Det var en början på ett skol år jag inte trode skulle bli såhär, Men det blev ett kaos och ett oförglömligt år. Skrev denna när jag var väldigt ung och i min emo fas, så om de är typos etc thats why.

Andra boken i Varför just mig serien.~

Well this is a story about two animal girls named miyumie and chibiku. read i promise you won,t get disapointed. the cover is just temporary.

Jag heter Elias-Dominic, jag är femton år och har just flyttat från Malmö till Stockholm. Första dagen jag kom ditt kände jag mig osäker och rädd för vad som kommer hända (berättelsen är inte om mig)