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Hinata Shouyou was just a normal teenage boy who played volleyball. That was until he discovered his crush on his setter also discovering that he had contracted the Hanahaki disease.
He tossed and turned in his bed trying to get into a comfortable position, only to be interrupted by coughing fits. Finally he flopped down onto his back and sighed, staring up at his bare ceiling. He hadn't gotten a good nights sleep in days and others were starting to notice the bags under his eyes. His mind began to drift back to the day at the hospital.
His mother had walked into his room to ask him to do someone when she found him passed out surrounded by small orange petals. When he woke up he was in a hospital room next to his mother and sister. The doctor told his mother and him about the Hanahaki disease. What causes it, what gets rid of it, and how he could die. It hit him as he lay in that hospital bed that he, Hinata Shouyou was dying. Dying because of his love for someone who seemed so incapable of loving something other than volleyball.
He had only been coughing up a couple petals at a time now, but the doctor said as he reaches the final stages he will be coughing up whole flowers. Pain stabbed at his ribs as he choked up more of the orange petals, and closing his eyes hoping for some sleep. Some sleep is better than no sleep, he told himself.
His alarm rang out into the air. It felt like he slept for 10 seconds. He groaned and rolled out of the bed to get ready for his morning practice.
After barely touching his breakfast his mom made, he slipped on his shoes and started his descent down the hill on his bike. Watching the scenery as it passed him. He pulled up to the school and began to walk up to the club when someone behind him said something, "Wow you look like shit," Kageyama said. He watched as the redhead stopped completely in his tracks, "You can tell?" He said looking up into his blue eyes. Kageyama looked at him like he was crazy, "You look like you're on crack Hinata." Ouch.
Hinata sighed and began to walk again, this time with Kageyama. He felt all nervous and jittery, like he had just drunk 6 glasses of coffee. They walked into the clubhouse, changed, then made their way to the gym. Suga gave a kind-of half jog to catch up with him, "You look tired." He said softly to the smaller boy. He nodded and rubbed his eyes trying to keep focus. "No sleep?" "Not much."
There was no point in lying to Sugawara, it was like he could like straight into your soul. He nodded, "Can you still practice?" Hinata nodded at the silver haired boy and gave him a smile. A smile that felt very fake to the both of them. Suga nodded wearily and ran to catch up with Daichi.
Practice ran like normal, only having Hinata cough once or twice. Hinata didn't notice the petals that landed next to him until Asahi pointed it out, "Hey Hinata you raining flowers?" He froze and looked down thinking, please don't be any blood, please don't be any blood. There wasn't any but Asahi noticed he was scared of the petals, "Are you all right?"
Hinata snapped out of it and looked at him with a fake smile, "Yeah sorry i'm just out of it," He laughed, "I think Natsu might have put flowers in my bag or something." Asahi bought it and laughed, "Siblings are weird sometimes aren't they." Hinata laughed and began to clean up the gym like the rest of them, checking the group for more petals.
The rest of the day ran smoothly only having Hinata cough once. He hid the petals back into his school bag. He steered clear of Kageyama the rest of the day until they had after-school practice.
Nothing seemed out of place for everyone but Sugawara. He knew something was up with Hinata that he wasn't telling him. Why the fake smile earlier? He had half the energy he regularly did. He mentioned some of this to Daichi and Asahi only to have them tell him that its probably nothing. He nodded but didn't believe them. He pulled out him phone and sent a text to Hinata,
To: Hinata Shouyou
From: Sugawara Koushi
Suga: Hey! i can tell somethings up, what is it?
(read at 9:45 PM)
He sighed and put his phone back down. He didn't know what he expected; but he thought at least Hinata would be honest with him. That kid never seemed to hide anything from anyone. Suddenly, his phone pinged,
Hinata: Is it that obvious?
Suga furrowed his brows, what does that mean? What was he hiding?
Suga: What do you mean?
Hinata: Was it that easy to tell?
Suga: That something was wrong with you?
Hinata: yeah
Suga: Honestly, no. you are the easiest to tell when something is wrong. youre too energetic for me not to notice.
Hinata: I just havent been able to sleep for the past couple days well.
It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't exactly the truth. Hinata didn't feel ready to tell the truth to anyone quite yet. Not until he figured out his game plan for what he was going to do about his crush on Kageyama, and Hanahaki. Dropping his phone he sighed, his eyes heavy after a long day at practice and finally slid them shut for some sleep. He could deal with it in the morning.