Chapter Text
Kageyama was always the ‘lone wolf’ type. So when the apocalypse had hit that didn’t change anything. He packed up his things and left Tokyo the second shit started to hit the fan. He drove as far as he could, knowing that the city wouldn’t be the safe haven they had promised it would be. He survived for months by himself and he was doing good, always avoiding any locals and staying far away from any zombies that threatened to get near him. He even learned how to effectively use a machete for self defense. He liked how things were, and without anyone with him he was able to avoid the baggage.
He was okay with how things were, and he was convinced any change would just slow him down.
~~~~
Kageyama didn’t like to stay in one place, and he always moved around. Jumping from small town to another. But in this case the storm that was raging outside was keeping him holed up in the cellar he was residing in. He had found it by a long shot when the rain had started and after a few short minutes he had made it an acceptable shelter for the night, blocking up the cellar door and laying out a small rollable futon he had carried along with him. It took up a bit of space in his bag, but it was times like this that made him glad he carried it around. The cellar was at a nice room temperature and Kageyama had to admit he liked the heat. His sweater was sporting a few holes, and his jeans had seen better days, so he was always exposed to the elements.
He fiddled with his machete, as the small oil lantern beside him lit up the room a bit. It had been roughly a few hours and when he glanced to the shelter door he could still see some droplets seeping down onto the stairs. He hoped that by the morning it would clear up, but if by chance it didn’t Kageyama had enough supplies to last him at least a week without even having to leave the small little underground shelter. He would be more than okay, besides maybe he needed a little break from everything.
Every single day was the same for Kageyama. He would wake up and walk, hoping to find supplies on the way. He would stop occasionally to eat or rest, but after that he just kept walking. So being able to take a break from that was certainly something he didn’t mind. He laid his head down on the futon and placed his machete down beside him. he figured that a short nap would do him good. He closed his eyes and slowly felt himself slipping into consciousness. But before he could fully doze off he was jolted wide awake by a loud knock on the shelter door. He reached for the machete and gripped it to the point of his knuckles turning white. He figured whatever was on the other side of the door was attracted to the light of his torch and he mentally kicked himself. He heard another loud knock on the door and stood up, not knowing exactly what to do.
That’s when he heard a voice.
“I know someone is in there!” the voice got out, struggling to compete with the rain. “I can see the light flickering, please just help me out here!”
Kageyama took a few steps towards the door and looked around. There was no way to avoid this. If he turned the light off the only thing he would be doing is making his presence even more known. He held his machete tighter and waited for the male to speak again.
“It’s pouring, c’mon I just need a place to get out of the rain.” the boy continued, sounding more desperate than before. “I can even see your shadow moving, stupid! Please!”
Kageyama froze and felt his face heat up. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of that. He stayed still and gulped, considering his options. He could just ignore the man and hope he would leave, or he could let him in. He couldn’t trust this boy, so letting him in was clearly not an option. But as he thought about it more the gears in his mind started turning.
“What will you give me if I let you in?” Kageyama asked, awaiting a response. “I won’t just let you in here for nothing. Besides, you called me stupid!”
“Because you are stupid.” the boy yelled, hitting the door. “I have food and supplies I’ll give you anything just please, it’s not getting any drier out here!”
Kageyama sighed and slowly walked over to the door. He used the machete to take the boards off the door and opened it to reveal a redheaded male that was much shorter than he was drenched in rain. He looks pitiful and Kageyama felt the worry in his chest fade. He didn’t trust the boy, but he felt a bit of ease knowing the boy was as desperate as he sounded.
“Thank you.” the boy sighed as he stepped in and practically shook himself off like a dog. “You honestly just saved my life.”
“Don’t get too comfortable.” Kageyama growled as he placed a hand on the man’s chest pushing him back a bit, with the machete in his other hand. “What do you have to offer, shrimpy?”
“I have stuff in my bag, and I’m not that short, asshole.”
“You look pretty short to me.” Kageyama shrugged, watching the boy open his bag and search through it on the floor.
“Do you want the supplies or not, dumbass!” the shorter man yelled, glaring up at Kageyama. “I can give you some cans of food, but other than that I don’t have much else.”
Kageyama looked down at the lack of supplies the man had and groaned putting machete away. He knew that taking anything from this guy was basically sending him to his death. He had only five cans of food and a small first aid kit that looked like it had been taken right out of the dark ages. He couldn’t take anything from this guy, no matter how heartless he made himself seem he wasn’t going to just leave some pathetic guy with nothing.
“I don’t need any of this, so just keep it.” Kageyama sighed, looking away and turning back to his futon. “I’ll let you stay, but the rule is you stay on that side and I stay here.”
“You sound like a real king, you know that?” the smaller man groaned. “Thank you though…”
Kageyama grunted in response and laid himself down on the futon. He turned his back to the wall and faced the redhead that was occupying the space near the door. He could see the boy visibly shaking and averted his gaze. He looked at the thin blanket that was over top of him and sighed, balling it up and throwing the material over at the dripping boy. He could hear the boy shift and he could practically feel the boy’s eyes on him as he glared at the wall he was now staring. He would just wake early and leave before the boy woke up, that’s all.
That of course, wasn’t the case though.
When Kageyama opened his eyes he was met with the boy hovering over him, staring intently with his hair no longer pushed down from the rain. He shot up and slid away from the crouching boy. groaning when his back hit the wall behind him. He brought a hand up to the back of his head and glared at the boy causing him to yelp a bit.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Kageyama asked, staring daggers into the boy.
“You mumble in your sleep, I just kinda thought it was funny.” the boy beamed, standing up and offering a hand to Kageyama which he pushed away.
“Shut up, dumbass.” Kageyama groaned, getting up finally and making his way to the door. Opening it to see that the rain had stopped. “Why aren’t you gone already, the rain stopped?”
“I didn’t wanna just leave while you were sleeping, someone could have came in.” the boy, side glancing Kageyama. “Or worse, one of those things.”
Kageyama rolled his eyes and walked back into the shelter, packing up his things while Hinata stared at him. He didn’t know why he was even still here?
“Well, I’m heading out.” Kageyama deadpanned. “Have a nice life, or whatever.”
“You’re leaving already?” the boy asked, sounding almost a bit worried.
“Yeah? The rain stopped. I’ve got no need to be here anymore.” Kageyama explained. “Besides, you should always keep moving too. It’s not safe to stay in one place.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” the boy sighed, following Kageyama out of the small shelter. Kageyama looked to his side and could see the boy staring at the ground. He didn’t care about what was troubling the boy, but he asked anyways being annoyed by the sad atmosphere he had created.
“Why are you looking like that?” Kageyama asked. “You’re still alive, that’s something to celebrate.”
“Well, I was kinda hoping you would let me go with you.” Kageyama watched the boy, and his glare hardened. There was no way in hell he would let this guy slow him down. “Travelling with others is smart, isn’t it?”
“Absolutely not.” Kageyama deadpanned once again, causing a squeal to erupt from the boy beside him. “You’ll just slow me down, I’m not risking my life.”
“Wha!?” the boy yelped. “I wouldn’t slow you down, I promise!” Hinata argued, causing a fire to ignite in Kageyama. “You are at more of a risk when nobody has your back.”
“Who says you will, you could just be saying all this so that you can steal what I have.” Kageyama growled, growing more intense. He hadn’t had this much human interaction in months, possibly years. He had to admit it was a nice change, even if only for a short while.
“I don’t even have any weapons, other than this small knife.” Hinata yelled holding up the small hunting knife he had. “Besides you saved me, I probably would have died last night, or gotten really sick.” Hinata admitted. “And we all know getting sick now is basically being on your deathbed.”
“I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart.” Kageyama growled. “I had thought you would have had something for me, but you didn’t even have enough for yourself.”
“It’s not much, but I get by.” Hinata spoke. “Not everyone can have as much as you, there is nothing left and if there is it’s swarmed with zombies.”
“Why do you even wanna travel with me?” Kageyama questioned. “You don’t even know me, you don’t even know my name.”
“You are strong, and I want to be able to stay alive.” Hinata sighed, looking away. “I don’t wanna become one of them, and I don’t wanna die.” Kageyama noticed the shakiness of his voice, and sighed. He felt bad for the guy, and he didn’t know what it was like to fear death, but he couldn’t imaging it was a nice feeling.
“Listen, I’m still not bringing you with me.” Kageyama spoke, taking off his bag. “But I will give you some things I don’t need.”
“Really?” the boy smiled, his eyes lighting up. “Thank you.”
Kageyama could see the gratitude just by how excited the little guy got. He wondered why this guy wasn’t in any sort of group, even though he may be defenseless he had a team spirit. Something Kageyama didn’t have, though he wished he did.
“You shouldn’t stay alone.” the boy admitted, catching Kageyama off guard a bit as he pulled out a few things from his bag. “Even if you think it’s a nuisance, it’s good to have people looking out for you.”
“Why are you alone then?” Kageyama asked. “If being alone is so awful, why are you by yourself?”
“Why do you think I’m asking to go with you, dumbass!” the redhead groaned. “Being alone is hard, it’s boring and quite honestly it’s lonely.”
“Oh well, I hope you find a group then I guess.” Kageyama spoke, feeling a bit bad. When he thought about it, the boy was right.
“You too.” the boy smiled widely, making Kageyama want to smile himself.
Kageyama handed him a few cans and a some other tools, and as they stood back up to part ways. They were met with loud growling. Both of their heads shot to the forest that was just a few feet from them. Starting to emerge was hundreds of them, hundreds of zombies. They both looked at each other in panic and after a few seconds Kageyama grabbed HInata’s arm , pulling the boy along with him. They ran and didn’t stop until they got to a small area filled with a bunch of tiny homes. It was their best bet to wait out the hoard that they were faced with.
So much for parting ways.
But in all honestly Kageyama wasn’t complaining.