"You're saying yams went back to Miyagi?"

"Yeah coach Nekomata told me"

"Did he say why?"

"No, not really"

———————————

"Hummm... not bad!" Hinata yelled at his reflection, flattening down the newly died hair.

He had ended up dying it two toned; with the right being white and left black. He was actually very pleased with the look at first and decided to celebrate by having a drink and smoke.

Before going downstairs, Hinata chucked on a white T-shirt, black cardigan and a small choker. Stumbling down the stairs, Hinata lit a cigarette and let himself fully sink into his thoughts.

'𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒?'
'𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑'𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑓... 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑'

Hinata sighed and took a deep breath of the smoke, the warm substance completely filling his lungs. This was the relaxation Hinata craved, he needed this to survive.

Taking out a literal pint glass, Hinata filled the large cup up to the brim with fucking vodka (courtesy of Haruma) Hinata grinned at the alcohol and took a large sip.

He cringed at the strong taste at first but it soon eased off when it was overridden by the familiar smoke.

Hinata looked at the messy floor, the dye had his footprints in it; it was definitely gunna take a while to clean up. Maybe he just shouldn't clean it up? It's not like he cared much anyways.

Hinata took another gulp of the alcohol and sat himself down on the floor, directly into the brown dye. The substance began to seep through his trousers as he smoked and drank. With each sip the male became increasingly delirious.

Soon the black and white haired teen finished his last pack of cigarettes. Hinata made the best of the last one; savouring it's feeling longer than any of the others. Taking a last breath the teen sighed, putting out the cigarette on the skin of his own arm.

Yes of course it hurt. But Hinata had no regard for his mental or physical health anymore.

Soon after Hinata had finished his drink, much to his dismay obviously. There was no more vodka left, he had drank a pint after all.

Suddenly Hinata came to a realisation "SHIT YUA IS GUNNA COME HOME SOON!" the now drunken Hinata yelled, quite scared at how the girl would find him.

However, it wasn't Yua Hinata would be worrying about; there was someone else soon to be arriving at his home

As if just on que a gentle knock sounded from his front door. Hinata sighed, he expected it to be Yua but wasn't it a little too early?

Hinata looked at his clothes, they were awfully dirty from hair dye; not to mention how bad the house smelt of smoke. There really wasn't anything he could do about it now though.

The dual haired male opened the door cautiously. It opened with a slight creek revealing none other than Tadashi Yamaguci.

Hinata couldn't believe his eyes.

And neither could Yamaguci.

The green haired male couldn't pry his eyes away from Hinata. He had changed so much, and it wasn't for good.

Hair freshly died, several bandaids littered around his face, paper pale skin and hollowed cheeks. Not to mention the stained clothes.

In fact, Yamaguci wasn't sure this was actually Hinata. "H-Hinata, is that you?" Tadashi asked wearily, reaching his hand out towards Hinata's cheek.

The dual haired male flinched as Tadashi extended his hand. Surprised at the action the taller male retreated his hand and fiddled with his fingers nervously.

Snapping out of his trance, Hinata finally spoke up "aren't you supposed to be at camp" Hinata growled lowly, squinting his cloudy eyes.

Yamaguci was taken aback by the comment; he had literally travelled more than two hours to check on the boy, and this was how he greeted him?

That's just not going to do.

"Hinata I know at your probably hurting more than anyone right now, but I want you to talk to me. And I'm not taking no as an answer"

Yamaguci took a deep breath and unclenched his fists. Hinata stared wide eyed at the male, he was normally so shy and reserved. What made him like this?

Honestly, Hinata got a little scared and moved to let the other in; not wanting to anger him further. Yamaguci smiled warmly and stepped into the house.

Upon seeing and smelling the inside Yamaguci internally gagged and slapped a hand over his mouth. He was careful not too step in the dye as he manoeuvred his way to the living room.

Hinata sighed. This was of course the reaction he expected "as you can tell I've been dying my hair, I didn't kill anyone" Hinata joked, although Yamaguci didn't find it all that funny.

The green haired male sat himself down on a couch opposite where Hinata sat. Yamaguci crossed his arms and looked towards the smaller like a concerned mother "Hinata tell me what's going on"

"If that's what you're here for..." Hinata trailed off, staring into the eyes of his 'ex-friend'

"You can leave" he continued. Hinata felt no need to be babied by anyone, especially those who made him like this.

'𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑘?'

Yamaguci growled threateningly and stood up off the sofa. Hinata gasped as a hand was placed around his throat, he froze as the male closed the space between them in a short kiss. Hinata's eyes stayed wide open. He was completely confused as to what his 'friend' was doing.

Tadashi eventually pulled away and stared into Hinata's broken eyes. There was a deep sadness present in them and Tadashi definitely noticed that.

"W-what was that" Hinata stuttered, confused if this was the same Yamaguci he knew before. "You know I never believed those rumours about you..." the greenete dodged the question, caressing Hianta's cheek with a gentle hand.

"I never used you either" Yamaguci continued, pulling Hinata off the sofa and into a warm embrace.

Hinata was scared at first. He hadn't hugged anyone for a long time, and it felt wired. The two toned boy rose his shaky hands to hug back the other.

Not used to the warmth Hinata squeezed the T-shirt extremely hard. He felt every ounce of suppressed emotion spew out into that one hug.

Hinata started to bawl his eyes out. Floods if tears streamed onto Yamaguci's chest, therefore wetting his shirt. Hinata silently screamed into the males chest through agonising sobs. His muffled voice sending vibrations through Tadashi as he gently stroked his newly died hair in a calming motion.

"Shhhh Hinata it's gunna be ok..."

𝙃𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮!