Song: Trouble by Hasley
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Tobio's P.O.V
The walk to my house was long, tiring, and so painful. I just wanted to get home and forget about today. I needed to forget about my life too, I can't even be happy, knowing I have cancer now. Great... I'm just one of those unlucky souls I guess. Its not really 'fair' but life isnt otherwise, so i guess I'll  just have to live with it?..

And seriously, the walk to my house would have taken me about 5 minutes during a normal day but no. I had to stop multiple times. I had to shield my eyes from the dim lights from the flickering lights in the lamp posts. It was complete hell..

I just have so many questions buzzing in my head.. And now this is just adding more questions.

How long have I had this?

How will I tell my teammates?

How will I tell Hinata I love him?

How am I going to play volleyball?

How will my dead-beat father react?

SHIT! My dad! I forgot! He wanted me home right after practice! I'm so dead!

I started to attempt to run, feeling already tired from less then a minute of running. This was tearing me down already and fairly quickly. I hated this so much. But I would rather feel like I am going to collapse from running then my dad getting angry at me for the time. But seriously, I havent gone to a docter in years, could I have had this for a long while and I DIDNT even notice it? Oh dammit! Forget about it, I gotta get home, now.

Finally, FINALLY! I got to my apartment, out of breath while sweating. Yeah, and of course my apartment's lights were bight and shining through the windows as I slimmed my eyes, getting to the door while pulling it open. It was unlocked, dad must have been home...

"Argh! Where, were you?!" A familiar voice hollered from the couch, getting up with a beat red face. He. looked. pissed.

"Sorry I'm late.." I mumbled, shutting my eyes so the lights wouldnt keep stinging my pupils. It was the worst feeling imaginable. It was like citric acid leaking into the slits in my eyes.

My father slimmed his eyes, taking me by my shirt and shaking me. His grip was as if he had some super ability to have an abundance of strength. I was done for. "Dont ever be late! Got that?! I own you Tobio! Your mother isnt here to comfort you when you fuck up! I'm reality Tobio! Now where the fuck were you?!" My dad screeched, shoving me back and forth, reeking of liquor and body oder. He made sure I was shaken up definitely because I felt nauseous.

I opened my eyes half way, looking to him with a straight face. "The hostpital." I responded blankly, so done with the worlds shit that I didn't have the time to fight with my dad. We always fought. Even when we didn't need to fight. He'd find the slightest thing and tear me down about it. Isn't he such a great dad?

My dad glared. "What happened then?" He asked, tightening his grip until his knuckles brimmed white.

"I'm sick" I mumbled, sighing "I found out I have brain cancer.." The more I think about it or say that I have cancer, it still seems too. Unreal.

"So? Doesnt mean you can come home late!" He retorted, getting angrier and angrier. He looked like a predator when it gets its prey snatched away.

"Will you stop screaming at me! I've just been told the worst news of my whole life and now I have to deal with you?!" I lost my temper... Oh shit, I'm in for a smack down... I just couldn't hold it in anymore. He just kept pushing me and pushing me. And now I have so much anxiety on me right now, that I feel so stressed out.

My father's blue eyes twitched with anger. We had the same facial features and eyes but I had my mothers hair. My fathers hair is a dark brown that looked like the charcoal that sticks to the grill in a barbecue. I hated him. This is why I hate my appearance, it reminds me of this horrible man before me.

Just as I expected, his palm slammed against my face, causing my head to swirl to the side and get whiplash. I cringed and coughed. My head was already pounding and then he whammed his crusty palm against my head... I feel like shit. I knew he didn't care but can't he just give me a break?!

He shook me once again, almost wrapping his hands around my neck before I quickly shoved his hands away And backed away  to the wall, like a frightened cat. "G-get away old man!" I shouted, blood trickling down my nose as he looked dumbfounded.

"Did you just talk back to me?" He asked, clenching his fists.

I tensed up, wishing I had just kept my mouth shut. "I-I..."

He gritted his teeth. "I'm done with your back talk!" He roared, rushing to me and grabbing me by the neck while shoving me to the wall until I coughed up a warm red liquid. Blood. "Don't ever! Ever come home late again! Got that?!" He clenched onto my throat before dropping me and kicking me to the ribs. "Now get to bed, if you're that sick, you're not going to school or going to that shitty volleyball team. Have fun in your room, shithead." My father scoffed, stomping off into the kitchen. Noises of beer bottles clanked from the direction as I started to cry softly and silently, rushing to my room.

He can't take volleyball away... I can't just give it up... well, I guess being sick was going to fuck it up anyways...

I let my fingers trail to my neck as I felt indents placed there. It isn't anything new. He's done worse but I usually hide it or say it injuries from practicing, but those excuses won't slide anymore, now I have a hand mark on my neck and marks all over my face.

As I turned my lights off and locked my door, I lied down in my bed, skipping dinner like every night, staring at my ceiling and frowning softly. "Night mom.." I mumbled to the ceiling, having some hope she was somewhere up there listening.

The time I closed my eyes, I heard a small buzz come from my phone. I grumbled as I pulled open my eyes, yanking my phone to my face. I cringed before I quickly lowered the brightness, feeling like a complete fool for not doing that before.

It was Hinata.

I felt a lump of fear swell in my throat. Great, just great. I'm not in the mood to explain everything. But it was Hinata, I can't just ignore him, he'll always be there for me, well I hope at least.

I pulled open my lock screen, swiping at the pages of apps until I scanned over the small icons and saw the messages app. I tapped it silently, trying to clear my throat while opening Hinata's text that read;

"Hey! Kageyama~kun, how's your fever? I was told by the doctor that you had a fever and if I wanted anymore details on it, I should ask you personally! He said you walked home and I don't think that's such a good idea if you're sick... and isn't your mother out? So... because I'm such a nice friend, I'm walking over now, I'm going to spend some time with you if that's alright! Heheh, text me as soon as you can! :D"

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Coming over now?! No no no! He'll see my father... he'll see my wounds... he'll have to know the truth about me..

"Shit!" I hissed, quickly typing on my phone screen, hoping I can stop him from coming over at this time, or any time to be certain. I responded back quickly, sending the following;

"Hey Hinata... I'm not feeling to well, can I see you another time? It's kinda late and I think your mother will want you home and not wandering around at this hour. Reschedule????"

I sincerely hope this dumbass is joking with me. I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone right now.

"Hahah! Too late~! I'm already at your front door, see you soon! (Seriously soon, I'm here) >:0"

God dammit.

I hopped up, cringing softly at the fast movements I was causing as I quickly unlocked my own door, swinging it open as I ran to the living room but I was too late. Three knocks came from the door, making my father get up from the kitchen and get to the front door before me.

"Already another chick wanting my number hm?" He snickered with a confident grin, licking his palms as he dragged it through his hair to slick it back. "Watch and learn shithead " he called to me, slimming his eyes as he swiftly pulled the door open.

"Hello ladies--- who the fuck are you?.." I heard the disappointment linger in my father's voice. But at the other side of the door, I heard a confused squeak. Definitely Shouyo.

"Um... Is Kageyama Tobio home?..." he asked with a bewildering tone. I quickly shuffled over to them, gently shoving my dad away from the door frame. "Hey Hinata" I sighed, rolling my eyes slightly with a small pout. My dad looked steamy as Hinata looked concerned.

"Kageyama~kun?.. what happened to your neck and face?.." he asked quietly, his eyes darting from me to my father and back and forth. I directed my eyes to the floor. "Nothing, so what's up?" I asked as I felt a hand clasp onto my mouth. I jolted backward from the force as I looked to the owner of the hand, my dad of course.

He growled loudly. "I told you no school or volleyball! And friends count too Tobio!" He shouted, pushing me back until I fell to my bottom. Hinata seemed he was on the verge of crying. "K-Kageyama-Kun?! You can't do that, he's your son!" Hinata yelled, pushing through my dad and rushing to my aid. I know it's not the best time to fell attraction to Hinata but he's so c-cute when he's considerate.

"Tobio! Are you okay?!" He yelped, crouching down and sitting by my side as tears streamed down my face. I wasn't crying, it was because of the lights, but Hinata still looked at me terrified. "I'm fine.. w-wait. Watch out!" I shrieked as my dad started to swing his leg in Hinata's direction. To protect him, I started Wrapping my arms around him while hugging him to my chest as I rolled to my side, getting up while holding him. I rushed out of my front door, keeping him close as my father followed until he stopped at the door way. "Oh, don't think you got away Tobio!! You're still my son! My property! I'll get you back in my house very soon you fuck!" He shouted at as I continued to run, holding him closely. I felt horrible and dizzy.

When we were far enough, half way into the woods, Hinata looked completely upset. "You can put me down..." he mumbled as I nodded silently, placing him down. When he was down, I casually leaned up against a tree, so relieved that i had some support instead of running aimlessly.

"Okay... let me just get this straight, is he your father?" He asked me curiously but with a noticeable hesitation in his pronouncements.

I nodded while shrugging. "Kinda?.."

"And he did that to you?" He asked again, pointing to the bruising marks on my face, my black eye, and the hand prints on my mouth and neck. I then, nodded again, but slowly.

"...Kageyama, that's abuse" he whispered gently, keeping his sparkling eyes on my wounds.

"No, its normal Hinata" I retorted, yeah, it hurt sometimes but this is how me and my father handle things.

He frowned, looking up to me. "Kageyama, you're so stupid! It's not normal! Father's are supposed to love and care for you!" Hinata went back at me, grabbing me by the wrists tightly. I started to tug them away, but he coiled his fists tighter. "It's not healthy!"

"Shut up dumbass! Why do you care now?! Even if it is abuse, why do you care?! It's my fucking business and seriously, I probaly wont be dealing with it more then a few more months!" I blurted out in a scream, my forehead pulsing as I quickly yanked my hands away and held my head with pain.

Hinata's screaming face turned to a quiet, caring expression. "Tobio.." he mumbled, leaning up to me while trying to remove my hands from my temples. I kept my hands there like they were cemented. "Go away..." I whispered, feeling everything around me spin.

"What illness do you have?..." he asked as I felt his hands starting to tug on my hands to peeling them away from my face.

"Nothing! I'm healthy!" I shouted in a short tempered voice.

"Tell me now!" He screamed, stomping his foot down until it made many different cracking noises in the leaves and twigs.

I cringed at the snapping noises as I quickly crouched down, looking to him with fear draining my eyes. "I have cancer. Brain cancer. Happy now?! So stop with the noise please!" I pleaded, my head swirling and twirling. I felt horrible.

Hinata looked shocked. His mouth was hanging wide open as I slouched down the tree until I sat silently. "Fucking cancer..." I mumbled to myself, gripping my hair in my fists. "I understand Hinata. You don't have to talk to me ever again, you can go to the team and tell them to find another number nine, I'm quitting volleyball." I rasped, laughing through the pain.

He stayed silent and still infront of me before he fell on his knees infront of my sitting position. The small male before me quickly closed his mouth and blinked a few times to clear his mind. "H-how?.." he asked, clear water swelling up in the corners of his eyes.

"I don't know dumbass" I growled lowly, just wanting everything to go away. I'm just done. So fucking done.

"Just, leave me here, I'll get home later, your mom will probably want you home. " I suggested, letting a bit of air escape my lips while shutting my eyes. The darkness felt so calming and nice, I wish I could stay sleeping forever.

But, through my closed eyes, I felt small arms wrapping around my torso. I crinkled my face slightly before opening my eyes to see Hinata cry into my chest. "B-but you'll be okay right?" He asked through tears, trembling.

"Right?!"

His shrill scream echoed in the woods as I looked down to him. "Hinata..."

"No! If they can't do anything then I'll sue them! This isn't fair! You're so young Tobio! You can't die! You have to live forever and ever! I love your smile Tobio, even though it can be extremely creepy, it makes me feel warm inside! This isn't fair! You have to stay with me! I love you! You can't leave me!" He was throwing a tantrum, clutching onto me while tears were pouring out of his eyes, almost making a puddle on my shirt.

I stared blankly. He loved me?... Me? How?... I... love him too...

"Hinata... look at me dumbass.." I whispered, lifting his face up softly, looking to his rounded brown eyes. I loved them so much... "we can push through this. Alright?" I smiled softly. I haven't smiled in a while, but it felt like a good time to smile.

He continued to cry as he nodded yes toward me. His face red while forcing a shaky smile. "I-i just love you so much!!" He hollered through a depressing laugh. I felt tears escape my eyes in return, laughing softly along with him. This time, it was real, heartfelt tears.

I leaned to him, lifting his small chin up as I gently pressed my lips against his, kissing him passionately in the dark woods, the air still, cool and silent.

I actually kissed him... wow... I'm so happy right now... we departed our lips as he looked so confused but so happy at the same time with his tears smudged all over his face.

I chuckled, letting tears fall down my cheeks as I started to wipe away Hinata's tears. "Don't worry Shouyo... I love you too.."