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IwaOi
Up the mossy mountain steps, past the komainu guardians and the faded red gate, and beyond the boundaries of the green shrine—that’s where the forest and the spirit world within it lies. That’s were Hajime met him, and where their story began.
But intertwining of destinies can be ugly business, Hajime finds, when their first meeting begins with blood and the too-human eyes of a beast.
The thing about having a crush on someone right when you meet, is that you want to start the relationship right away. It’s straight to flirting, rather than “hi what do you like?” it’s “hi, what can we do together?” Craving their attention like no other, wanting you to be their only focus.
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In which Oikawa is kept away from society by his conservative catholic parents and Iwaizumi comes to his rescue.
DaiSuga
Suga accidentally calls a stranger instead of his best friend, tells him all about his burned batch of cookies before realising, and that particular mistake might turn out the best one he ever made.
When Sugawara had walked in the office this morning, Daichi couldn't help but feel a little guilty for hiring him. Not because he wasn't the best candidate or because he didn't deserve the job; he definitely was and he definitely did, but...
But Daichi couldn't help but feel the smallest pang of guilt when Suga glanced in his direction and his heart stepped out of rhythm and his cheeks flushed with heat.
BokuAka
“I'm gonna date that,” Bokuto declares solemnly, and Kuroo throws a plastic spoon at his head.
“If I died… will you regret that you ever met me?”
He leaned over, kissed Bokuto on the cheek, and smiled bitterly, eyes watery.
He will never remember. Not now, not ever.
What they were will now forever be forgotten.
"You used to call me Keiji, Koutarou."
KyouHaba
It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he's different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba's journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.
It's tradition, it's tradition, they all say as they gather up the second and first years. The second years have a look of hard determination, while the first years are simply confused. Oikawa claps his hands together.
"Let's begin this year's annual training camp truth or dare!"
Kunimi tries to run.
KuroTuski
[5/02/16, 3:50:17 AM] Tsukishima Kei: Please wake up.
[5/02/16, 3:50:23 AM] Tsukishima Kei: I hate begging. You know I hate it.
[5/02/16, 3:50:34 AM] Tsukishima Kei: I bet you’re snickering at that, wherever you are.
[5/02/16, 3:50:53 AM] Tsukishima Kei: But, it keeps hurting and I don’t know why and it feels like shit and I know you could tell me why, but you’re not here and I would really appreciate it if you’d just wake up.
[5/02/16, 3:51:02 AM] Tsukishima Kei: You’re laughing at that too, aren’t you.
[5/02/16, 3:51:10 AM] Tsukishima Kei: Dying is probably up there in the list of top ten shitty things you’ve ever done, and you’ve done a lot of shitty things.
MatsuHana
"Did you know we're dating?"
"What? Says who?"
"Says everyone apparently."
"Oh," Hanamaki frowns for a few seconds before shrugging and turning his attention back to the chocolate fountain. "Nice."
"Iwaizumi said you came into school looking like a zombie, Oikawa said he hasn’t seen you look so tired in all three years he’s known you, and just today, you literally passed out during practice, so don’t tell me that nothing’s wrong, Hanamaki. We’re worried about you. What’s going on?”
You, thinks Hanamaki.