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Hinata Shouyou had her first kiss at the age of 17, when she was a second year at Karasuno. Hinata and Kageyama Tobio, her best friend/rival, had a grueling practice match against Date Tech. They decided to treat themselves to meat buns from Sakonoshita Market. The sun was setting and the sky was colored in various shades of red and orange. Hinata and Kageyama were walking side by side, the latter struggling to keep up with the taller boy’s long strides.
“But Kageyamaaaaaaa,” Hinata whines, “why didn’t you toss to me in the last set? I totally could’ve gotten the last point and spike the ball down like whaam!”
Kageyama scoffs. The tall boy looks down at her with an eyebrow raised and says, “Shut up, dumbass. You acted as a decoy and we still got the point. Even if you’re not the one spiking the ball, it still doesn’t mean that you didn’t get us the point, remember?”
“I was right there though! I’m always here, ready for the ball, you know that!” Hinata exclaims.
Suddenly, Kageyama comes to an abrupt stop and Hinata turns around, puzzled. Kageyama’s face was turned in a grimace and his face reddened. “I know that,” he says gruffly, “you’re just always...here.”
Hinata didn’t know why, but she felt her heart pounding and her palms were sweating. She and Kageyama stare at each other for what felt like an eternity. Hinata blinks and, without a word, she gets on her tiptoes, and at the same time, Kageyama lowers his head.
We’re always in sync, Hinata thought, as their lips met.
It was a regular occurrence for Hinata and Kageyama to kiss after that fateful day. They would sneak in kisses before morning practice, during lunch, and after evening practice.
“We need to be stealthy, like spies from that video game we played!”
“Whatever,” Kageyama says, rolling his eyes as he dives back in for more kisses.
Sometimes, like today, the infamous freak duo would offer to stay back and lock up the gym.
“Senpai, we want to practice our quick more. We can lock up the gym,” Kageyama tells Daichi.
“Okay, but remember, no overworking yourselves, got it?” Daichi says sternly.
“Yessir!”
Daichi leaves the gym, and Hinata and Kageyama are finally alone. They quickly ran towards each other and their lips met.
“Finally,” Kageyama says breathlessly. Hinata keeps pecking his lips over and over again. Her hands were tangled in his thick black hair and Kageyama’s hands were on her lower back.
Hinata learned that kissing was like volleyball. The breathless feeling before a serve, the anticipation of receiving the ball, the exhilaration of spiking the ball and scoring a point, that’s what kissing felt like. She learned that with practice, she and Kageyama were totally amazing at kissing.
They were fiercely making out near the bleachers. Hinata felt Kageyama’s tongue and she gasped. He took advantage of that opening and ran his tongue over her teeth. Hinata whimpers and touches the tip of her tongue to Kageyama’s. She feels heat pool in her stomach and she pulls his hair. Kageyama groans. Hinata decided to get as close as possible to him, when she suddenly felt something hard. Kageyama abruptly pushes her back and his entire face is red.
“I-um-it’s-that-nothing, dumbass!” Kageyama sputters out, embarrassed. He pointedly looks away from the orange haired girl and pulls his shirt down over his shorts.
“Why’d you push me aw-OH.” Hinata’s eyes widened and she felt the blood rush in her cheeks.
“Just shut up and don’t say anything,” he pleads.
“But I’m not mad though? Or weirded out? I’m kinda happy. No wait, I am happy. It means you want me and that you want more…more Kageyama, I want more.” Hinata has that intense look on her face, the same look she has before they face off against a difficult opponent, which sends shivers down Kageyama’s spine.
He studies her carefully. “Okay.” He cautiously lifts an arm towards Hinata and brushes her hair behind her ear. “Let’s do more.”
That was the day that Hinata learned that Kageyama really liked blowjobs.
And just like that, the freak duo of the Karasuno Volleyball Club were third years. It was their final week of volleyball practice and after all the tears and goodbyes, Hinata and Kageyama were walking home.
“I just can’t believe it. It feels like just yesterday my middle school volleyball team lost against yours,” Hinata sighs wistfully.
“Yeah…”
“Is everything okay? You’ve been a bit weird since a few weeks ago. I didn’t wanna say anything in case I was being too overbearing or…”
Kageyama stops walking and looks down at Hinata. “No, it’s nothing. It’s just, Karasuno was the first place that ever accepted me you know? After everything that happened in middle school....”
Hinata nods understandingly. “Of course, but remember, once a King always a King,” she teases.
“Whatever.” Kageyama rolls his eyes and reaches down to grab her hand. “Let’s go to my place, my parents aren’t around today.
Hinata grins. No parents meant making out and doing more. “Well lead the way then, your highness.” Kageyama grins down at her fondly and they walk towards his house. Even though Kageyama said everything was okay, Hinata still feels a bit uneasy.
It’s like he’s hiding something, she thinks.
An hour later, Hinata is straddling Kageyama. He’s leaning against his headboard and his uniform is unbuttoned. Hinata’s shirt is off and her skirt is rucked up her thighs. Kageyama places lazy kisses across her jawline and down her neck.
“Mmmm, that feels nice,” Hinata whispers. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes. She has that uneasy feeling again, that Kageyama is hiding something from her. “Hey, wait.” She puts a hand on his chest to stop him.
Kageyama immediately pulls away and runs a hand through his hair. His lips are swollen and his eyes are dilated. “What’s up?”
Hinata is quiet for a moment. “Well...are you hiding something from me?” she asks, twiddling her fingers and avoiding eye contact. The air feels tense. Hinata takes a deep breath and locks eyes with Kageyama. “Well?”
“...I’ve been invited to an Olympics training camp right after we graduate,” Kageyama suddenly blurts out.
“What?!?! Kageyamaaaaaa, that’s freaking amazing!” Hinata squeals.
Kageyama is looking at the wall and refuses to make eye contact with Hinata. He bites his lip and sighs. “It’s...I’ll have to be going to North America.”
Hinata stops breathing for a moment. She stares at Kageyama’s temple and says in a small voice, “Oh. Oh, okay, but you’re an amazing setter so of course the national team would want you! But what does that mean for us? I know volleyball always comes first but I want you to know that I...I’m going to really miss you,” Hinata says quietly.
“I mean, we’re still going to be friends and rivals. Nothing’s going to change. We just won’t be able to do the other stuff we’ve been doing for the past year.” Kageyama shrugs. “We can also text and call, I’m just going to be really busy with volleyball. I can’t waste my time with any distractions.”
Hinata felt like she was punched in the stomach. She quickly gets off Kageyama and starts buttoning up her school uniform. She smooths out her skirt and pats down her hair. Kageyama sits up and looks at her and frowns. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asks.
“What’s wrong? Kageyama, you just said that I’m a distraction! I thought we were a team! You can’t say hurtful things like that to your girlfriend! I’m going to go to Osaka for school to study sports medicine and I told you this weeks ago! I just assumed you were going to be somewhere in Japan too...and you didn’t even tell me about the freaking Olympics! I’m proud of you, but you didn’t even bother telling me! And, I mean, lots of people do long distance, so I guess we could…” Hinata trails off, looking at Kageyama’s alarmed expression.
“Girlfriend?” he says disbelievingly, eyes wide. “Since when were we dating?”
Suddenly, Hinata felt like the world was crashing down around her. It was the feeling she got before the opposing team made a final spike, ending the match with a loss for Karasuno. “I thought we were together since we kissed last year,” she says lamely. Hinata blinks. Tears start falling and she rubs her cheeks. “All this time, what did you think we were?” she asks, dreading the answer.
Kageyama hesitates. “I thought it was just something we did to relieve stress or to pass the time. We trust each other. We’re partners, on and off the court, sure. But we’re not together, not like that.”
“Oh. Okay.” She laughs bitterly. “I get it. I’m just going to go home then. Are you going to let the team see you off?”
“Yeah, of course. I leave in two weeks, after graduation. We’re okay right? I don’t want this to loom over us and make things awkward.”
“Are you freaking kidding me right now, Kageyama? I need to process this. Just give me some time okay? I would like to see you off. I just don’t want to talk to you or see you right now.” Hinata’s fists are curled at her sides. “I’ll see you in school,” she says, and walks out of the Kageyama residence. She bikes all the way home, tears trailing behind her.
Hinata and Kageyama were back to amicable terms a week later. Hinata would keep her distance, and Kageyama seemed unaffected, as if nothing had happened. She was frustrated, humiliated and embarrassed. Kissing, doing everything but sex...it had meant something to her. But this whole time, Kageyama just saw it as a way to relieve stress. Hinata’s face flushed. This whole time when they went out for meat buns after practice or went jogging together, Kageyama didn’t count those as dates. Oh god. I can’t believe I misunderstood everything that happened this past year, Hinata thought.
Two weeks finally passed. Tsukishima, Yachi, Yamaguchi, and Hinata were seeing Kageyama off.
“Remember to always call or message us if you’re homesick. And here,” Yachi says tearfully, handing Kageyama a Japanese to English dictionary. “I know you struggled a lot in English, so I hope this helps.”
“Thanks,” Kageyama says gruffly, accepting the gift.
Tsukishima smirks and has his hand in his pockets. “I guess the King is going out there for world domination.” Kageyama rolls his eyes, and Tsukishima’s smirk gets wider. “Well, someone has to show everyone in the volleyball world what Japan is made of right?”
“Kageyama, be careful! And text us everyday! And facetime or call us once a week!” Yamaguchi says, crying. Kageyama nods and pats Yamaguchi on the shoulder. He turns towards Hinata. They stare at each other and he opens his mouth to say something, but she beats him to it.
“...Good luck. You’re on your way to the world stage,” Hinata says smiling gently. “I know you can do it. See you later, Kageyama.”
Kageyama grins. “Yeah. See you later.”
During dinner the day that Kageyama left for North America, Hinata drinks away her sorrow and cries tearfully to her friends about everything that had happened with the genius setter over the past year. They looked at her pityingly (even Tsukishima) and consoled her.
“I really thought he liked me and we were together, but we weren’t and I’m just an idiot who’s always chasing after him. I’m stupid enough to think that he was waiting for me and I’m stupid enough to think that I’m even good enough for him. I’m a girl that was able to play on the boy’s volleyball team...but that’s it. I love volleyball, and it is my life, but somewhere along the way I prioritized Kageyama more. Meanwhile, volleyball is the only thing that he was ever thinking of. It sucks. Everything hurts. I can’t even hate him because I know he’s going out there to do what he said he was always going to. And where am I? Stuck here, again, chasing after him. But this time, I realized that he was never waiting for me in the first place.”
“Hinata…” Yachi says gently, putting an arm around her shoulder. “Did you love him?”
“I think I was falling for him...but then that night happened and you know how that went,” Hinata says bitterly.
Tsukishima looks at Hinata pityingly. Over their three years at Karasuno, the two got close and became good friends. “This is going to sound harsh, but I’m only saying this for your benefit. The King only ever cared about volleyball. That is true. And he also cares for you. Just not in the way that you wish he did. He said himself that you’re a distraction. You’re a good person, Hinata. Don’t settle, and don’t get yourself hung up over him. Focus on packing for Osaka and getting ready to prepare for university.”
Yamaguchi nods, agreeing with Tsukishima. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Hinata. But Tsukki is right. Just focus on yourself and who knows? Maybe someone even better will come and find you.”
Hinata sniffs. She looks around at her friends and offers a shaky grin. “I love you guys, did you know that?”
Tsukishima shivers. “Ugh, gross, what did I do to be tortured like this?”
Everyone around the table laughs. Her friends were right. She just needed to focus on herself and do what was best for her. The first thing she was going to do tomorrow was to start packing her things for Osaka. Hinata was avoiding that for the longest, but now it was time. It was time to let go of Miyagi for now and to move on to something better.
A few months had passed. Hinata was getting used to life in Osaka. She had a cute little one bedroom apartment a fifteen minute train ride away from campus that was starting to feel like home. She loved the city and the vibrant people. She loved their humor and how welcoming everyone was. Their accents were a little hard to understand, but it was growing on her.
Hinata was currently on her way home after a long day of class. She heard everyone on campus talk about this new onigiri place near campus, and she was starving. She turns right and sees the sign that says Onigiri Miya. She enters the store and the enticing smell of onigiri wafts around her.
“Welcome to Onigiri Miya!” a deep voice with a heavy Kansai dialect welcomes her. “What would ya like-Karasuno’s number 10?!?!”
Hinata blinks. She brings her hands up and rubs her eyes. Behind the counter is a man with dark hair parted to the left. Sitting on the counter with a plate of onigiri in front of him, is another man with the same face and dyed blonde hair, staring at her like he can’t believe she’s there. There’s two of them...twins.
“Inarizaki?!?!” is the only thing that Hinata could sputter out. It was the infamous volleyball twins, Miya Osamu and Miya Atsumu. Karasuno had won against them in Hinata’s first year and in her second year, the Miya twins had gotten their revenge and won.
The blonde haired twin, (Miya...Atsumu?) smirks at Hinata. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? It’s been a while hasn’t it, Shouyou-kun?”
Hinata Shouyou is 19 years old when she finally falls in love and this time, he loves her back.