"Yeah, definitely a serious injury.." Takeda senses said quietly to himself as he carefully looks at Oikawas leg.

The third year winces and whimpers as Takeda examines his leg. The bruising was absolutely horrible, and his leg was swollen.

Takeda frowns and looks up at Oikawa, "I'd keep it on ice, but we don't have any. Not unless we can find some bottles with ice in them, then elevating it a bit is the best we can do. It's going to hurt when I move it, so please bear with me."

Oikawa gulps and stares at his leg. He had already gotten his horrible knee injury, and now he had to deal with this.

Takeda had some folded shirts and jerseys and were neatly stacking them to the side. Once he was pleased, Takeda gently grasps Oikawas leg, feeling him flinch in pain.

"Alright.. on the count of three... one... two... three." As quickly and gently as he could, Takeda moved his leg into the cushions of clothes, and Oikawa whines in pain, fresh tears tracking down his cheeks. He continued to writhe in pain as his knee throbbed and screamed in pain. Oikawa bit into a clenched fist to try and keep himself from screaming.

After the pain died down, Takeda quietly apologized and stood up, walking away.

Oikawa tries distracting himself from the pain by looking over to Hinata and Kageyama. The red-head was eerily silent as he supports Kageyamas limp form. Oikawa reaches over and grabs one of the younger setters cold clammy hand and gives it a squeeze, hoping he'd squeeze back.

"Chibi-chan, are you gonna be okay..?" Oikawa softly asks, rubbing a thumb over the top of Tobios hand.

Hinata looks over at Oikawa, and the captain could see tears beginning to form in his eyes.

"I... I'm fine.. it's just... I'm s-scared..." The tiny middle blocker admits, voice breaking and tears finally being released, "K-Kageyama isn't doing well and... I'm so scared... I don't want h-him to die... I... I love him... I dont wanna lose my boyfriend... I dont know how I'd live without him..."

Oikawas eyes soften at his confession, and he soon gives a comforting rub to Hinatas shoulder. He didn't realize that the two were together.

God, he hoped that whatever emergency services would get here soon.

~~~~~

God it hurt. It hurt so bad.

Miya Osamu did not imagine having a chunk of wood shoved into your stomach would not hurt nearly as bad as it did right now.

His wound was in fact covered with rolled cloths to help with stability to make sure it didn't come out,. He could barely move without having pain rush through him. It was stupid really on how he got into this predicament. He should've been more careful.

//Flashback//

"EARTHQUAKE! EVERYONE GET DOWN!" The voice of Karasunos captain rang through the gym, and Osamu watched one by one as people all around him dropped into the suggested pose.

Osamu was quick to follow, but just as he was falling forwards, the wooden floor broke under him. He couldn't even brace himself as a horrible pain spread from his abdomen as the wooden floor lodged itself in his stomach. Wave after wave of pain slammed into him as his body began to tremble, a cold sweat staring to form all over him.

Osamu chokes in pain as he slunk forwards, feeling a knife-like feeling tear through his stomach as it went deeper.

He stifled his cry as his eyes blurred with tears of pain. He watched as they fell to the ground, wetting the floor. A coppery tang spread through his mouth as he fought for breath, and there was soon blood joining his tears. He barely had enough energy to keep himself from being further impaled as he remained on his hands and knees, arms and legs threatening to give out.

His ears rang as everything began spinning, and nausea crawled up his throat as he finally convinced himself to look at his stomach.

Yep. There was part of the wooden floor stabbed inside of him. The wood and his shirt were slowly staining with blood. He coughs out and more blood comes up and out of his mouth onto the floor. His eyes shifted back to the floor

Time seemed to freeze for him as everything around him became muffles and distant. He just stared in shock at the floor, willing himself not to pass out as to not damn himself further

"...amu..... samu....samu..... Osamu!"

Osamu blinks but doesn't move his head. He looks back down and finally registers that he's injured, and in extreme pain.

He hunches his back as he lets out a wail of pain.

Atsumus eyes widen in shock as he sees the damage done to his younger brother, his wail haunting him. Wood was painfully pushed into his abdomen, and blood was dripping onto the floor under him.

Atsumus hands shakily went to his mouth as he tried not screaming. Tears pooled from his eyes, and not just from the fact that his wrist was broken.

His little brother was seriously injured.

It took a while, around 30 minutes, but with the help of coaches and students, they managed to break of the wood from where it was in the floor.

Osamu was leaned against Atsumu and Aran, all energy to support himself having left his body during the process. Atsumu was fearfully holding Osamus hand while Aran whispered comforting words. Kita and Inarazakis coaches and managers were working in the wood.

Osamu only limply stared, trying to keep his nausea suppressed. But when they snapped him off from the floor, he lost it and puked on the floor. Blood mixed with vomit was not a sight that they liked, so they quickly lay him on his side to let him finish.

Everyone soon worked with each other to move Osamu to the meet up spot. Osamu had fallen unconscious during the process which made them stop to wake him. Atsumu became hysterical, and started bawling his eyes out, sobbing at Osamu to wake up and not to die.

He was roused after approximately 23 seconds by Kita-san and their head coach, and Atsumu was ordered to keep his brothers mind off of his injury. Surprisingly, Osamu was not one to like gore or violent things.

And that's where it led them now.

//Flashback ends//

Osamu was exhausted and in pain. Atsumu was watching him like a hawk so he didn't hurt himself.

Atsumu was gripping one of Osamus clammy shaking hands, squeezing it and running a thumb over it.

Osamu barely had enough strength to keep a grip on his older twins hand. He could barely move, nonetheless he gave a very weak squeeze back.

Osamu then shifts his weight, carefully pushing himself up. The move would not be one considered as a move that would irritate his wound, yet pain ripped through him, causing his breath to be gone and be replaced by painful moans and wheezing.

"Samu! What's wrong!"

Osamus wheezing turned into panting as he tried to foght his way through the pain. He barely heard his twins alarmed question. He started gagging and coughing, blood quickly coming up and out of his mouth.

"SAMU OH MY GOD!"

Osamu felt his head spin, his vision beginning to grey. He turned his head to the side and vomits yet again. It hurt so so much.

"Samu! Please talk ta me!" Atsumus voice had become teary.

"I...." Osamus own voice sounded foreign to him, "Think... I th-think... m... p-p..  pass.. pass out..?" He barely got out before pain yet again tore through him and overwhelmed him, causing him to indeed pass out.

Atsumu screeched in absolute fear and worry as tears raced down his cheeks, "HELP! PLEASE HELP! HE PASSED OUT! SAMU WAKE UP! PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME! I DONT WANT MY BABY BROTHER TA DIE!"

Takeda and a few other adults surround the two as Ukai along with Takeda try rousing the younger twin.

Ukai pats the side of Osamus face, "Hey kid, you need to wake up for us."

Suna was attempting to calm Atsumu down, his own worry eating him alive.

"S-Suna, is my little brother gonna die?"

Suna can't bring himself to look at the setter, but no he manages to get out a small, "I don't know..."

They elevated Osamus legs and were constantly checking his pulse. Atsumu and Suna watch as the check his pupil dilation and constantly try to rouse him.

It felt like forever to Atsumu, but eventually after 83 seconds, Osamus eyes peel open, and Atsumu could hear his breath rattle as he gulped in oxygen.

Takeda frowns, "He's showing symptoms of shock, so we need to prevent him. Someone find something to cover him up with, he needs to stay warm." Takeda said a few more things and the coaches were dispersing to try and find the requested items.

Atsumu could only watch as his little brother fought just to breathe, pained eyes darting everywhere. Atsumu grabs his hand and gives it a small squeeze. Tears were falling down from both of the twins eyes.

"Samu, don't you dare die on me ya slob."

And another chapter done! How is it?