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when his little sister was younger, hinata sat through many disney movies because she wanted to spend time with him, and he'd eventually learned to love them with the same childlike innocence she had. most men his age might not admit to knowing the entire plot of the little mermaid, but shoyo was grateful that he had a connection to natsu.
over the years, he'd picked up quite a few movies to add to his own collection, and many made the trip to brazil with him after high school. when he felt most alone, the calming voice of cinderella certainly made him feel less so. ( disney also helped him learn portugeuse, but he would rather melt into the floor than let that particular truth out. )
when he finally decided to make the move back to japan, he'd hoped that nothing would get lost in transit. hinata supposed that he'd jinxed himself with that hopeful thinking, because the small box of his beloved disney movies failed to survive the trip. at this point, he could only hope that his soulmate would take care of them in his absence.
oikawa tooru had never been much of a movie fan. unless aliens or space were involved, he struggled to sit still long enough. iwaizumi always complained when they hung out together, but he wouldn't be iwa-chan if he didn't find one thing to pester tooru about.
the brunette smiled at the thought of his old friend as he typed away at the computer at his desk. they made it a habit to text daily, and call as often as possible, though sometimes that wasn't enough. a couple of years into oikawa's time abroad, hajime suggested that they try to skype once a month. thus far, it had proved an effective way of keeping their connection as best friends as strong as ever.
the familiar sound of the skype ringtone filled his room, signaling that iwaizumi was calling him. tooru still hadn't gotten used to the obnoxious sound yet, but at least he didn't fall out of his chair anymore.
"iwa-chan!" he answered brightly, smiling at his webcam when his friend's face appeared on the screen. "how's the weather in the homeland?"
"stop calling japan 'the homeland!'" iwaizumi replied with a chuckle, shaking his head. his fond smile didn't go unnoticed.
"you know you love me."
"that's still up for debate."
"how rude!" oikawa stuck his tongue out childishly, completely missing the confused look in iwa-chan's eyes.
"what's that box on your bed?" he asked, curiosity bleeding into his tone.
"what box?"
"the one literally sitting on your bed, dumbass."
tooru looked over his shoulder to ensure his friend that there wasn't a box there, but, sure enough, a medium sized box was neatly placed on his comforter.
"i didn't put that there." he said dumbly, and he could almost feel hajime's slap against the back of his head.
"it's probably your soulmate's. when was the last time you got a lost item from them?"
oikawa thought for a moment as he looked back at the screen, giving a little shrug.
"i don't know. it's been a while." as he spoke, he made no move to get up and see what might have been in the box.
"aren't you going to check what's inside?" iwaizumi asked roughly, as if to give his friend a verbal push in place of a physical one.
"okay, fine." tooru replied, rolling his eyes. "don't get your panties in a twist."
"what'd you say, loserkawa?"
"nothing! stop calling me names."
at that, oikawa stood to quell his own curiosity. the box was taped up very well, with a japanese address written on it. the label was in portugeuse, however, so he couldn't translate it if he tried.
"looks like it was on its way to tokyo." he commented, reaching for the drawer in his nightstand to pull out his pocket knife.
"i wonder if your soulmate is in the middle of moving." iwaizumi said aloud.
"could be." oikawa replied, flipping open the knife and carefully cutting through the tape. he closed the blade so he wouldn't injure himself in front of iwa-chan, before tossing it down next to the box. he looked over his shoulder and back at the computer screen, as if waiting for his friend's approval.
"shittykawa, open the damn box already."
"must you be so vulgar?" the brunette asked with a scoff as he opened the box and smoothed out the flaps. "huh, not what i expected."
before hajime could yell at him again, tooru reached inside to grab a delicately wrapped copy of cinderella, holding it up for his friend to see.
"is the box full of disney movies?"
"yeah, that's what it looks like."
"i guess your soulmate likes disney as much as you like your little alien toys."
"stop calling them toys! they're collectibles!"
"yeah, whatever. does the box have a name on it?"
"do you think i'm that stupid?" oikawa rolled his eyes so hard that he might as well be looking back at his brain. "i looked for a name when i read it before."
"i mean, you're no genius." iwaizumi teased. "just look again."
"fine, but i've already said that there wasn't one."
as he stuck his tongue out at iwa-chan, the setter folded one of the flaps back to read the writing once more. there wasn't a name by the japanese address, which was likely how his soulmate lost the box in the first place. he hadn't gotten a good look at the portugeuse because he didn't speak the language, but he decided to skim the wording once more to see if a name stood out.
"oh my god."
tooru dropped the copy of cinderella in his surprise, and iwaizumi wished he was there in person, if only to see what had his friend so shaken up.
"what's it say? is there a name?"
"my soulmate is hinata shoyo." he whispered, looking back at the computer screen with wide eyes.
"what? you're going to have to speak up; i can't hear you."
oikawa swallowed down the lump in his throat as he walked back to his desk and sat back down in the chair.
"you remember karasuno's number 10?" he asked after a few moments.
"yeah, it's impossible to forget that kid. why?"
"do you remember what his name was?"
"hinata something. i think it started with an s." iwaizumi said, raising an eyebrow. "why are you asking?"
"was his name shoyo?" tooru asked quietly, needing the confirmation that he wasn't going crazy. there couldn't be another hinata shoyo.
"that sounds about right." hajime agreed, his own eyes widening after a moment of silence. "wait, is he your soulmate?"
"i think so." oikawa muttered, not trusting his voice to speak any louder.
"get on the next flight to tokyo." iwaizumi said with finality. "pack the movies too."
"yeah, okay."
"tooru, i promise you have nothing to worry about. we'll figure this out when you get here."
"alright, see you soon."
"be safe."
"you too."
with that, oikawa ended the skype call, his heart pounding in his ears. if his soulmate really was hinata, then everything that went down in brazil meant so much more than he originally thought.