Oh my gosh. Impossible. A chapter from someone else's pov. How dare I?

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"What have you been wasting your time with for the past three years?" Kageyama asked.

This kid, the one he had never even heard of before, had just made the most incredible jump he'd ever seen. The finesse and grace with which it was done had also not gone unnoticed. The way he recovered from the fall as if it were nothing.

He didn't answer. The look on his face said enough. It was as if someone had cut through him with a hot knife.

"Excuse me? You have no idea what he's been through the past few years." One of the other players called out.

The boy still stood there, frozen in place.

The referee blew his whistle. They had to line up.

"C'mon Shou-chan, we have to line up."

He would never forget the broken look on the boy's face. The look of pure heartbreak and agony.

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What happened to you, Hinata?

He worried sometimes, about Hinata. The secret late-night meetings off school grounds didn't help with that either.

He and a few people had decided to follow Hinata that night. They went to a ramen shop in town, and it seemed innocent enough, but it put them all on edge. Even Kuroo found it strange how Kenma seemed to be interacting with the conversation with more than just head nods.

He was proud, yes, but he was also quite freaked out.

It was also strange to them how the only reason they hadn't gotten lost on the way back was that they followed Hinata, who seemed to know every nook and cranny of the small town. What made it even worse was that Hinata had gotten lost on the way home before, so he didn't exactly have the best sense of direction.

That night, the group informed the rest of the team of their findings. They all seemed to brush it off, but even the next day they seemed a bit wary of him. What was he hiding? Why couldn't he tell them?

It wasn't until the next night they got their answer. At least, Kageyama did.

As he went to follow Hinata on his run, Lev and Kenma stopped him.

"You shouldn't follow him. We know you followed us last night, but he doesn't. He still trusts you all. If you follow him, you'd be shattering that trust." Surprisingly, it was Kenma that spoke.

"But, as a team, shouldn't we not be keeping secrets from each other?" He wasn't giving up. Never. They would only ever trust him after they knew his secrets.

Kenma just sighed before glancing over to Lev.

"I brought my computer if you want to show him. I think we both know he isn't giving up, and it's better if we tell him and make sure he keeps the secret until Hinata's ready. Right?" Lev reasoned, talking as if Kageyama weren't even there.

"Fine."

So they showed him.

They found a room that wasn't occupied by anyone except the dust bunnies and pulled out Lev's computer.

"Before we show you anything, we need you to promise not to tell anyone. Not even Hinata." The deadly serious look was not one he was expecting from Lev. He took the offered hand and shook it, sealing his promise.

After a quick Google search of 'Hinata Shouyou Junior Grand Prix', they were off.

Kenma searched through the videos (all of which featured a familiar redhead in a skintight . outfit) and picked one.

There he was, Hinata, standing in the middle of an ice rink, wearing a skintight outfit, his hair just as crazy as ever.

The music started and Kageyama saw the most beautiful thing that could possibly exist. This could not be the Hinata Shouyou he knew. This boy was too graceful. There were no unintentional movements. He moved with the finesse of a trained ballerina, and every jump made Kageyama's heart weak.

He couldn't take his eyes off the screen and he was sure his mouth was agape. Yet, for some reason, he didn't care. Even if he looked like a fish on the beach, gasping for air. He just wanted to see more. More of Hinata doing his jumps. More of the pure emotion on his face that, somehow, was different than on the court.

"Wow, even I didn't have that kind of reaction when I saw it. And I am much more expressive than you are." Lev commented, pulling Kageyama from his stupor. "Боже ты мой, do you like him?"

Kageyama's entire face went red. He wasn't sure what the Russian meant, but he didn't quite care.

"Of course not, you dumbass. Why would I like him? The only thing he's good at his spiking the ball."

"And figure skating." Kenma commented.

"Definitely," Kageyama muttered, before even registering what he had said.

"You do like him. Wow, never thought the 'King of The Court' would get all domestic on us." Lev teased, causing Kageyama to blush even more. He was sure his face looked like a traffic light right about now, but he couldn't help it.

"Lev, quit teasing him about it," Kenma said, finally looking up from his game. "Kageyama, remember your promise."

The threatening tone showed just how much the boy cared for Hinata.

As he walked back to the room that night, he saw Hinata walking back as well.

"Oi, dumbass." He called out, getting the shorter boy's attention. "You did good today."

He was sure his face was red again, but Hinata's was too, so it was okay.

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TRANSLATIONS

Боже ты мой = oh my god