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To be frank, Osamu was capable of destroying Atsumu in the womb. But he was too nice and decided to spare his brother's life, now he spends the rest of his life living with that mistake. Osamu glowered at Atsumu who eyed him suspiciously.
"What the hell 're ya doing here, 'Samu?" Atsumu sneered. "We're supposed ta stick together."
"Huh? I don't remember that being the rule." Osamu rolled his eyes, "how the fuck didja find me here anyway, 'Tsumu?"
"Who exactly do ya think I am, 'Samu?"
"An ass?"
Atsumu glared.
The two went into a deep telepathy war as each of them glared daggers at the other. Completely oblivious that Shouyou was right in between, confused and dumbfounded.
And cute.
"A-A—A clone..."
Shouyou somehow managed to steal Atsumu's attention away from his twin, which Osamu was relieved about but for some reason, he didn't like the idea of his brother meeting his Shouyou. He didn't like it at all. Atsumu's eyes widened as his eyes landed on Shouyou, as if he just realized Shouyou was there.
"Oh? And who's this?" Atsumu asked, fully interested as he helped himself to the bed and inched closer to Shouyou which made Shouyou winced as if he was being preyed on though he did an excellent job in hiding his fear.
"Back off." Osamu said, his tone hard and stern.
"Hmm?" Atsumu grinned.
"Osamu-san," Shouyou called, "you know cloning is illegal, right?"
Osamu and Atsumu deadpanned. Osamu not wanting to introduce Atsumu to his Shouyou but he was happy that Atsumu was being perceived as the clone and not him. Atsumu not wanting to deal with this and got up, helping himself throughout the window.
"...well at least he used the window," Shouyou shrugged.
The night went smoothly in the end, Atsumu left Osamu and Hinata alone, said he wanted to take a look around Miyagi. Osamu was glad but he knew his brother far too well that that wouldn't be the last of him. Sadly.
Hinata was still as confused as ever but Osamu promised him that he would explain everything in the morning.
So the two went back to their slumber that Atsumu managed to ruin.
Oh.
Cuddling.
With each other.
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙖𝙮 6 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙮𝙤𝙪.
"So..." Hinata took a seat next to Osamu on the porch, "last night. I'm assuming he's your brother?"
Osamu sips his coffee. "Yep. Unfortunately."
"What happened... exactly?"
"We were supposed to be at Hyogo but we got into a fight and I really didn't want to see his stupid face so here I am."
"Why Hyogo?"
"Well, ya see.." Osamu turned his body and face Shouyou, "remember how I told ya that every mortal could visit the human world? We were also given a precise destination where we should be."
"I don't remember you telling me every mortal could visit the human world but that's cool! Will you be punished then?"
"I doubt it."
"Oh, I'll make sure ya'll be punished alright, 'Samu," Atsumu said as he stood glaring down at the two.
Shouyou stiffened, Osamu noticed this. The aura Atsumu gave out probably scared the shit out of Shouyou-kun, Osamu thought. But Atsumu loved being in power and so he only smiled knowingly at Osamu who growled in return.
"Jealousy looks ugly on ya, brother," Atsumu comments, pushing the two boys away from each other as he helped himself sit on the middle.
"What?" Shouyou asked, being cute and oblivious as he inched away from Atsumu, who only moved closer.
"Anyways, what were ya two doing yesterday? What do ya call that, basketball?"
"It's volleyball!" Shouyou beamed.
"Ah," Atsumu nodded, handing Osamu a can of beer, chuckling, "ya looked really cool, Shouyou-kun. Ya moved me right here," Atsumu placed his hand over his chest, "I almost fell for ya."
Osamu took the can, irritated that he wasn't sitting next to Shouyou but of course, he wouldn't let his twin take in his irritation to his pleasure. Also irritated that Atsumu was more smoother than he was. He hated it.
Shouyou blushed at the comment, denying how he wasn't anything near as good as the Little Giant yet. Also denying that he wasn't God-Like or anything which both Atsumu and Osamu was very sure that they've never said that before.
Shouyou frowned, "you guys drink?"
Atsumu smirked, "how old do ya think we are, Shouyou-kun?"
"Around my age?"
"And how old are you?"
"Fifteen."
Osamu choked.
Atsumu snorted.
"We're a hundred and seven years, Shouyou," Atsumu said.
Shouyou looked at the two with pure disbelief, fear and admiration visible in his eyes, which made Atsumu and Osamu suddenly feel immeasurable power rushing through them. For some reason.
"THEN WHY AREN'T YOU GUYS DEAD YET?"
"We would be. If we choose life after this, we'd be human like ya, Shouyou-kun," Osamu said.
"Though we wouldn't remember shit," Atsumu mumbled.
Shouyou took the volleyball in his hands and fumbled with it, "what do you mean by that?"
"After visiting the human world, we could choose to continue living like how we are right now or choose a human life. But for every choice comes consequences," Atsumu explained.
"If we chose the first, we would continue living as an immortal. But if we chose the latter, we would lose every single memory we had until now," Osamu continued.
"Then..." Shouyou trailed, thinking, "...I will find you guys and tell you guys all the things you've forgotten!"
Atsumu and Osamu couldn't help but smile at that adorable, optimistic thought. But the smile didn't last.
"Ya don't have to worry 'bout that, Shouyou-kun," Osamu says, "because y'all lose the memories too."
Shouyou stopped.
The ball stop.
The wind stopped.
Maybe even his heart stopped too.
He had only known Osamu for merely a week but somehow, his heart felt so heavy at the thought of forgetting Osamu. What can he say, Osamu was his first ever partner, how could he just forget about that?
Noticing the sudden tension embracing the three, Atsumu cleared his throat and crushed his empty can easily, pushing it into the plastic bag. "Alright, let's go go volleyball. GO."
Shouyou's face lit up, making the other two heart's flutter in joy.
Shouyou wondered as well, why was he so easy to persuade?
"I don't see why yer playin' that boring ass position, 'Samu," Atsumu rolled his eyes as he swung his hands and slammed the ball down, "being the hitter is better."
"I only play it for Shouyou-kun," Osamu whispers, his cheeks flushed red, only for his twin to hear.
Atsumu frowned.
"I think being the hitter is amazing too, Atsumu-san! You look very cool when you're in the air too!" Shouyou jumped as he threw more and more compliments to Osamu's most hated person in the world, his brother.
Shouyou kept saying how amazing Atsumu was despite him just starting volleyball a few hours ago. While Atsumu relished in Shouyou's showering praises, Osamu boiled in jealousy. He wanted to look cool in Shouyou's eyes too.
"'Tsumu," Osamu muttered, "why don'tcha try tossing too?"
Atsumu took an annoyingly long moment to think about this before he shook his head, "nah, I'll pass."
"'Tsumu..." Osamu growled.
"'Samu?" Atsumu mocked.
"Shouyou!" Shouyou grinned.
The anger and jealousy in Osamu immediately deflated when Shouyou passed the ball to him, their fingers brushing slightly. Ah, Osamu thought, that's right, as long as Shouyou was happy, he was happy.
"Ya seem enthusiastic today, Shouyou-kun," Atsumu teased.
"I've never had people playing volleyball with me like this so yes, I'm enjoying and having the best time of my life!"
Atsumu smiled, "...maybe I'll choose the second choice after all."
-
The three enjoyed a full five hour play on volleyball and collapsed right after, they were having too much fun that they forgot their limbs needed rest as well. Osamu was the one who looked worn out the most, he had been tossing and tossing and tossing and Atsumu refused to toss until the end.
Shouyou was surprisingly the least who looked worn out, the two of them was just as shocked when Shouyou offered to play some more. Atsumu forced Shouyou to practice more on his receiving instead of just spiking. Shouyou was embarrassed, not one but two of them commented on his bad receives, not to mention that they're both still beginners.
Atsumu inhaled sharply as he blocked the door to Shouyou's room, looking at his brother dead in the eye.
"Has my presence here doesn't tell ya anything, brother?"
Osamu didn't reply.
"It's time."
Osamu sighed.
"Hey g--" Shouyou stood behind Atsumu, stopped as he realized he just walked in into something serious, "--I made orange juice?"
Atsumu grinned, his eyes sparkling like a dog's as he took the cup from Shouyou's hand, "wahh! Shouyou!"
"Thanks," Osamu matched his twin's grin.
Shouyou slouched, looking like a deflated balloon. "Are you guys leaving?"
The two, towering him, glanced to each other before nodding in unison.
"We can't stay any more longer," Atsumu says. "We used up all the time left."
Osamu didn't say anything. His brother said what had to be said.
Shouyou nodded, "I understand."
Atsumu finished the juice in three gulps, excusing himself and placing the empty cup onto the sink before saying goodbye to Natsu, ruffling her hair, and helped himself exit the small house. Shouyou could see from the corner of his eyes that Atsumu transformed into a beautiful golden fox as his clothes slowly vanished into golden dusts.
"Shouyou..." Osamu started, playing with the hem of his shirt, "...t-this isn't goodbye. I-I-I'll see ya again, Shouyou, y-ya can count on that."
Shouyou stared at Osamu in utter silence, he definitely did not expect that to come out from the elder's mouth. Shouyou felt the heat slowly creeping up into his cheeks as he took Osamu's huge hand in his smaller ones.
"Promise?" Shouyou asked, blushing from how silly he sounded.
Osamu smiled, intertwining their pinkies together, "promise."
And with that, Osamu let go of Shouyou's hand, replacing his hand with his half full cup into Shouyou's. As Shouyou watched the two fox barking at each other in their own language, he saw Osamu sneaking a glance back at him and for some reason...
He just knew.
He knew what Osamu was saying.
'We'll meet again, Shouyou-kun.'
And we will.
Shouyou thought as his hand clenched onto the small piece of paper, the last of his memory, the last and hopefully will stay.
Written on it was Osamu's name. With a cute doodle of onigiri.
But even then, by morning, the paper vanished.
And so were his memories.
-
"KAGEYAMA!"
Atsumu was too focused on Shouyou that he was completely at a loss of words, he managed to let the little orange haired kid stole his attention away and scored a point from him. Atsumu gritted his teeth, annoyed and impressed at the same time.
The twins admitted, they underestimated Shouyou. But that underestimating leaned more towards Atsumu, who has been eyeing Shouyou from their previous match. Osamu, on the other hand, gave no respect to someone who stupidly forgot to hit when he jumped for the ball. But oh how the two was immediately shook into how much Shouyou had wrapped them both into his tiny little fingers as he took away their attention.
Osamu chuckled, his eyes too were focused on Shouyou.
"I think I'm hungry, 'Tsumu," he says, eyes dangerously fixated on Shouyou.
"The heck..."
"We're gonna win this, Bakageyama," Shouyou smiled at his setter, his first partner, and his considered rival. "With me here, you're invincible."
Kageyama knew just how many times he had heard those simple words coming from Shouyou, again and again. And yet his heart moved, again and again. Kageyama indeed felt invincible when he was with his Shouyou. And he relished on that feeling.
The two couldn't help but be jealous of Kageyama Tobio. They didn't know why. They didn't know how. They just do. But they mostly hated the fact how Shouyou puts his full trust into that setter. Atsumu, as a setter himself, felt this to the heart. He wanted someone like that.
He wanted Shouyou.
Throughout the whole match, Shouyou wondered what had gotten the two twins into volleyball. Atsumu was so good at setting the ball while Osamu was just as good at spiking it. Shouyou was amazed.
The twins didn't know who this '#10' was except for the rumors of the godly quick attack. They had no trace of who he was in his junior high, but they felt a connection. Like a spark. It's disgusting, but they enjoyed it nonetheless.
After a long, very long and tiring rally, Karasuno won.
The twins didn't look as frustrated as they would always do, which surprised Suna and Aran quite a bit. Atsumu immediately went to Shouyou, his heart beating faster and faster in every step he took.
"One day," Atsumu says, directing his fingers to the little sunshine, "I'll toss to ya one of these days, Shouyou-kun."
Osamu muttered how ridiculous his twin was, now Shouyou looked as confused as ever. Osamu took a mental note that he would murder his twin later for making the first move. But now, his stomach calls.
Not only Osamu was sending death glares at his twin, but so was Kageyama, surprisingly.
-
It was a nice match, Osamu admitted. For someone like Shouyou to make him addicted just as much as food does, Osamu praised the orange boy mentally. He loves rice. And Shouyou is just that.
His rice.
"Congrats."
"T-Thanks."
The two stared at each other.
In front of the bathroom, if you haven't guessed already.
"Don't..." Shouyou started, paused, looked away, blushing, then continue, "...don't I know you?"
Osamu frozed.
They both stared longingly at each other.
"I-I think so too," Osamu says, smiling.
.
.
.
"Here," Osamu offered Shouyou his bento.
"What is it?"
Osamu grinned.
"It's onigiri, luv."