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It was morning practice at karasuno, the boys had already set up and had started to do drills. Their mood seemed to be dimmed and sprits crushed.



But for some reason Ukai couldn't understand the reason for their sudden decrease in enthusiasm. He was also slightly worried as to why Hinata didn't turn up to school yesterday.



It was certainly unusual for the tangerine to miss practice.



As much as the team believed Yachi's words, they couldn't help but miss the little ball of sunshine. It just seemed so out of the ordinary that he would really talking about them behind their backs.



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Everyone's suspicions seemed to grow as the blonde haired girl became increasingly flirtatious with the boys; slightly annoying them to the point they would avoid the girl as best they could.



Ukai continued to watch the boys, noticing the sloppy warm ups of everyone and wouldn't want to risk an injury "ALRIGHT EVERYONE COME HERE!" the coach's powerful voice boomed though the gym, startling a few of the boys.



Before long everyone was huddled around their coach, wondering why he called them over "I know you're hiding something. Spill" Ukai stated firmly, wanting to get to the bottom for Hianta's disappearance and everyone's foul mood.



Yachi nervously looked to the ground when almost every head snapped her direction.



Noticing where their gazes lead, Ukai also turned to the girl suspiciously "what happened?" He asked once more, except his voice was softer and more tolerant.



Yachi started shuffling nervously, leaning her weight from foot to foot. Taking a deep breath she told the coach exactly what she had told the boys.



Of course she never confessed to the lie. She was to simple minded and overridden with envy to do such a thing.



By the end of the little explanation Ukai knew exactly what was going on. He viewed Hinata as a son, he simply knew the tangerine wouldn't say such things.



Volleyball and his team was everything to Hinata and Coach Ukai knew this factor very well. That was why he was able to see through Yachi so easily.



Even with the new found information Ukai decided to keep the fact that Yachi was lying to himself for a little while; wanting to give her a chance to apologise without motivation first.



"I don't care if he was talking about you, go to his house and visit him today, make sure he's ok" Ukai said through gritted teeth, obviously angered at the boys for not realising Yachi's lie.



With a final side glance towards the girl, Ukai dismissed practice and stomped out of the gym. No further statement towards the them.

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It was now lunch time and Hinata had dropped Natsu off at school only ten minutes late that morning. However the small girl was still unhappy with the timing so Hinata was going to try his best to work on that.



Hinata didn't want to go to school.



It simply seemed pointless to the teen; not to mention how much he despised seeing his teammates. Just the thought of them using him made his anger fester even more.



Hinata wasn't hungry at all. In fact he hadn't eaten for at least two days; he liked the light feeling of not eating.



Although as much as the teen liked the feeling, his body did need some nutrition in order to sustain itself. Due to this Hinata had forced himself to eat a banana for lunch.



Nothing much but it was enough.



He sat down on the kitchen table as he ate the bruised fruit; hating every mouthful. Just as he started to get increasingly bored, a certain red headed male came to mind.



Their strange encounter lingering in his mind. With a sigh Hinata pulled out the slip of paper which was still in his pocket and began to dial the numbers into his phone.



It rang for only 30 seconds before someone picked up.

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๐™ท๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š˜?

Hey haru its me sho

๐š†๐šŠ๐š’๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š”๐š’๐š ๐š’ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐šข?

What does that mean.

๐™พ๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š’๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž! ๐š‚๐š˜๐š›๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š’ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š

Anyways. I want more cigarettes

๐™ธ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š, ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—?

I don't care just send me the coordinates, and I can go now

๐š‚๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š, ๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐š˜!

Bye.

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Hinata shoved his phone back in his pocket with an exasperated groan, the only thing on his mind was the calming feeling of euphoria he longed for.



Grabbing a whole stack of money Hinata stuffed it into his hoodie pocket before leaving his small home, closing the door with a subtle 'click'



Hinata walked down the path slowly, phone in hand and following the GPS location he had been texted by Haru.



The area was slightly weird and out of the radar but Hinata didn't really care. After following the phone for around ten minutes Hinata found himself at an abandoned block of flats; absolutely no one in sight.



The walls were crumbling with ivy climbing up it's cracking plaster; the wooden doors had rotted and were beyond the point of repair.



Hinata felt uneasy in the place and decided to turn back when an echoing voice could be heard from about the middle floor of the flats "Sแ•ผOOOO!"



Hinata sighed and stared to make his way into the disintegrating building, avoiding the sharp pieces of concrete that emerged from the ground.



After walking up several flights of dangerous stairs Hinata had found Haruma and tapped him in the shoulder, startling the red haired male.



"Oh sho it's just you, you scared me" haru let out a breath of relief once he saw Hinata.



"Sorry about that, but seriously why did I have to come here?" Hinata asked, walking over to the flats balcony and looking over the edge.



Haru joined him and placed a plastic bag in the orangette's hands. Hinata liked weirdly into the bag, only for his eyes to widen at the sight of 10 packets of cigarettes and an extra bag of unidentified pills.



"What's with the pills?" Hinata asked the male suspiciously, placing the plastic bag on the floor next to his foot "just an extra from me" Haru winked at the tangerine and Hinata looked away from him, rolling his eyes.



"Yeah yeah, anyways how much" Hinata sighed pulling out his stack of money. Haurma's eyes widened at the stack of cash and stuttered out a response.



After being given the needed amount Haru stuffed the cash into his pocket and turned back at the teen who had already lit a cigarette.



"How do you have this much money Sho?" Haru questioned the smoking boy curiously. In all honestly Haruma was a little scared for the teen, he knew the effects narcotics could do to you and didn't want that to happen to Hinata.



"Why the fuck do you care" Hinata stated bluntly, giving one glance towards the red head before walking out of the flats; leaving without another word to Haruma.

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Hinata walked back to his small house rather slowly, often taking a break between steps to enjoy the feeling of relaxation as the nicotine kicked in.



By the time his walk was finished, it was around dinner time and school had just finished. Hinata expected his team to be at afternoon practice as of now.



However the horde of boys around his house said otherwise.



Of course Hinata was surprised, yes. But he wasn't going to let such fake people disturb his amazing feeling.



Simply taking out another cigarette, Hinata lit it promptly and walked behind the boys. They were currently knocking on his door; waiting for a response.



"Can you fucking move?"



Their attention snapped into the direction of the annoyed voice, their eyes instantly widening at the sight of their sunshine.



He stood bored, releasing puffs of smoke into their faces as they stared in awe at how he had changed. Once bright coloured hair had been dulled as if it lost his life. Round plump cheeks were now hollow, cheek bones quite prominent, accompanied with dark eye bags.



He was almost unrecognisable to the boys.



"S-shลyล, what happened to you?" Nishinoya stuttered, absolutely shocked by the fact he was also smoking. Hinata rolled his eyes and pushed past everyone who stood in the way of his front door.



Opening it hastily with a key he stood in the doorway, snuffing out his cigarette before staring at the stunned team.



"What? Not gunna win nationals without me? Is that what this is about? because if it is don't ever show you're face in front of me again" with that Hinata slammed the door in front of them.



Hinata waited till he heard their steps fade into the distance, chattering voices filled with regret dimmed till complete silence was heard.



The teen slowly slid down the door, head in his hands and shaking uncontrollably. He cursed his pitiful life over and over till tears started to seep through the cracks between his fingers.



Hinata looked at his soaked hands through fogged vision before taking a packet of cigarettes out of his plastic bag and went back outside.



After a great deal of effort Hinata had managed to climb to the top of his little roof using the small dents between brinks.



Breathing heavily he laid himself down on the roof, lighting a cigarette and taking a relaxing breath of the substance. Hinata coughed a little before puffing a few more and looking at the sky.



It's colours were gradually dimming, the sun hiding itself behind several high rise buildings. Hinata let himself sink in the last few rays of warmth that day, fully engrossed in the warmth caressing his skin.



For once Hinata let himself smile. A smile of happiness. However this would not last for long.




๐™ƒ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™– ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ, ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™–๐™›๐™š ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™จ <3
๐™‹๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ, ๐™™๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฅ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช'๐™ง๐™š ๐™›๐™–๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™– :)

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