⏰Goodbye⏰Part⏰1/2⏰

"I have a ideaaaaa!" I exclaim to Oikawa infront of Ms. Kiyoko's desk. "And I was thinking-" I hop a little excitedly.

"That's different," he says sarcastically while not looking up from his papers on his clipboard. He leans back on the side of Ms. Kiyoko's desk. Ms. Kiyoko rolls her eyes at him and continues on with her work. Ms. Yachi was about to step forward but Ms. Kiyoko puts her hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Haha very funny, Trashcan," he rolls his eyes at me. "I want to do something special for Hinata. He missed out on Halloween, Thanksgiving and he's going to miss out on Christmas. So I present to you... Hallowgivingmas!" He looks up at me but with a lot of confusion. "Well Halloween is from Halloween and giving is-"

"Yeah yeah I got that but... what... do you mean? Like what are you expecting me to do?" He's interested now.

Perfect.

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Earlier I called a few people and met up with someone before work (making me late and Ms. Kiyoko giving me a harsh look) and they all gave me the same diagnosis. There's nothing I can do to give Hinata more time. I tear up at the thought. What do I do?

"Kageyama? Yoohoo?" Hinata sits up and waves his hand in front of my face. "You okay? What did you want to show me?"

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"Bakageyama! Stop looking above my head!" Hinata pouts and crosses his arms. How can he act so normal? "Stop acting like I'm going to just crumble away," he pauses and holds my hands. "I love you now tell me my surprise." he sounds excited but flinches. He must be in immense amount of pain for it to show through. I remembered when he showed no sign of being hurt before. Luckily everything I have for him he doesn't need to leave bed!

"I love you more!"

"Love you to the moon and back!" He responds when Oikawa comes in with the stuff.

"Love you to the farthest star and back!" Oikawa makes a gagging noise and nudges me.

"Do I need to get a spray bottle that says 'PDA Away'?" Oikawa picks up the bag tht says Hallow on it. "Here's your shit." And two more bags. One says "giving" and other says "mas".

"Thank you, oh Grand King!" I say sarcastically back and grabbed the stuff. "So I know you didn't get to do Halloween this year-"

"Halloween isn't that big of a deal... I'm not a little kid and I don't have any kids..." he shrugs his shoulders and tilts his head slightly in confusion.

"I don't care! I got you stuff for the holidays!"

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Hinata seemed to really appreciate all the stuff I did for him. I made him (well my mom) a small turkey dinner and gave him a bag of his favorite candy. Now it's time for my Christmas present.

"I-I love you. Now... here," he smiles still stuffing his face with mashpotatos my mom made. I didn't have time to make anything and my mom volunteered.

"You're... mom... is really... awesome!" He said through mouthfuls and puts the leftovers on the nightstand. "You really didn't have to get me anything," he hesitantly grabs the box. I nod, urging him forward. He slowly unwraps the present. It took a lot to get this for Hinata. I had to ask Oikawa to do it for me and he held it over my head. That's how I ended up using family live stock as torture devices to the Shiratorizawa restaurant. One of Hinata's rare brighter than the sun smiles shows once he looked at the signed by the Small Giant volleyball. "Fly high..." Hinata reads off the Small Giants message he wrote. He traces over the thin lines of sharpie with his fingertip, deep in thought. "You must have went through so much trouble. Are you okay? Do you ever sleep? You have constant dark circles and you always look like you're going to cry-" he puts his hand over his mouth. "Nevermind... THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" he pulls me down into a hug. "I love you too!" He does a small peck on the lips before he goes back to marveling over the volleyball. So cute! I sit on the end of the bed and smile. "What?"

"Nothing," I chuckle and look down. I can't stand looking at his clock right now.

"You were looking at my... clock again. Weren't you?" He smirks when he knows he was right. "Stop acting like I'm already dead," he sits up and kisses me. He kisses me deeply and passionately. "I had a dream last night," he bites his lip suggestively.

"Ooh... what happened in this dream?" I climb on top of him as he leans back into his bed. He slips his hand down my pants, slowly.

"Stuff," he plays with the elastic on my boxers and kisses me.

"Oh oho," I kiss his jawline and down his neck. My hands slip up his hospital gown. He leans slightly into my kisses on his neck.

"Sadly," he moans. "I can't show you. But I think you get the picture."

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"You know you're not suppose to be doing stuff like that in hospital beds. Especially with your boyfriend not feeling well," Oikawa scolds me in the hallway. He felt fine.

"What happened?" Kuroo comes up behind us.

"Nothing," I say too fast and fix my hair. "He wanted to do it anyway."

"Oya?" Kuroo chuckles and walks towards the ER.

"Shut up!" I can feel my face starting to heat up.

"Guys!" Kenma looks worried as he runs up to us. "Where's Kuro?"

"Working the ER... why?" Oikawa pryes.

"Nothing..." With his face slightly flushed he follows after Kuroo looking in pain. Wonder what happened? Oikawa smirks and we keep walking.

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It's the next day.

Tomorrow morning is it.

I come back to reality with Hinata's hand on mine. We are wheeling him to a operation. If he doesn't have it he dies. He was doing good not too long ago but everything went downhill so suddenly. Right before I was called to go to surgery with Hinata I visited Natsu on my mandatory rounds.

'Take care of him please,' she said while holding my hand. I nodded with tears threatening to overflow.

"Calm down," Hinata smiles sadly and sniffles. "I'll fight it if I have to."

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~{A/N}~ SPECIAL SECRET SURPRISES FOR THIS STORY NEXT TIME I UPDATE!!! I didn't really proofread this chapter so here we are ~Sincerely Yours~

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