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While writing this I was watching Sam and colby’s thing the haunted school (for hell week) and I nearly cried in fear during part two. Like I had ghost bumps and it was literally right before I was supposed to sleep. You know I watch that stuff to much, like the nightmare fuel is not necessary but I eat that stuff up.
December 25,1800 hours.
3 days since Kageyama Tobio 16th birthday. Christmas. 1 day till the 26th. The 26th. Ennoshita Chikara’s birthday. My birthday. A day about me. Just me. It was a strange thought that I was becoming 17. Not an adult, yet believes they are one. I’m not excited for birthday, I’ve never seen the use In celebrating. To be quite frank I don’t think I have celebrated it since I was 6. Not since the snowstorm. The snowstorm was bad. I remember like it was yesterday. The lights, the shouts, the cries but also the warmth. There was a car crash, this time last year. I moved in with my aunts, I love them more than life. I moved on from it, the nightmares have now stopped.I should probably explain what happened. It was a snowstorm, and there was a car accident. Me and my younger brother (who was 2 at the time) survived. Our parents weren’t as lucky. I remember being freezing cold, my baby brother sobbing next to me. A firefighter pulled me out, he was warm. His arms were strong, his voice was comforting. I still talk to him sometimes. Isamu, that’s his name. He kinda turned into a father figure. Isamu doesn’t have kids, but he has a wife. He is 30 now, 20 when we met. I accidentally called him dad once, he didn’t mind. His wife is really nice and pretty. I talk to her whenever I see Isuma, she likes buying me stuff. On my birthday when I was 7 she took me and my aunts out to see dirty dancing. It became my favourite film, and so me my aunts, isamu and his wife (Aoi) would always watch it around my birthday.
“Chika? You good?” I looked over to Narita, he had concern written in his eyes. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just have a bad feeling about tonight.” Kinnoshita walked closer, taking a bite from his meat bun. “Want us to walk you home?” He asked. We lived close but in different directions. “No.. no I’m good.” Today was the day, it’s been a 10 years since the snowstorm. There was another storm yesterday . It was still’s snowy. I was gonna walk home, it was gonna be fine. “You could ask the third years, I’m sure they wouldn’t mind.” Kinnoshita said wiggling his eyes. I felt my cheeks heat up, I was definitely blushing. “Ask the third years what?” A voice behind me said,it was strong, commanding. “Nothing!” I quickly responded, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Daichi just chuckled before walking back to the other third years. I let out a soft yawn, before standing up.”I should get going, I’m exhausted and my brain is begging me to sleep.” Kinoshita and Narita nod, smiling. A soft frown graced Narita’s lips, “where’s your scarf and gloves?” He asked, looking around. “Dunno must have lost them. I’ll be fine, I don’t live far.” They hummed, Kinnoshita nodding. “We gonna call you every 10-20 ish minutes, just to check you’re okay.” Kinnoshita said smiling softly. “We just want to make sure you’re safe.” Narita added, handing him a warm hot chocolate.
This wasn’t the first time we had done this, It was this thing we did just to make sure each of us are safe. It was kinda sweet, to have someone care about you like that maybe just maybe it’s better than having a partner. I start to walk, and it’s really cold. Like super cold, like I regret losing my gloves and scarf. Thankfully my house isn’t to far. I let my mind wonder, leading me to all kind of places. Like the game I just finished. Mouthwashing. It was just…wow. The story was horrifying, in an amazing way. It was like watching a movie but you were forced to play the antagonist. I felt so sorry for Anya. What jimmy did was so messed up and disgusting. I absolutely despise him. Plus making Daisuke crawl in the vent, like why couldn’t he do it!? Also the fact that Swansee was probably saving the cryo pod for him and then having to kill him. Death is such a strange thing, it’s merciful but no one likes it. Death never scared me, and I don’t mean in a way I would stupidly risk my life. In a way that means when it comes I’ll accept, I want to die with a smile. Death hurts but it gets better. It’s like a scar, you’ll look back on it and feel sad but it doesn’t as much as when you first got it.
Of course I’m Terrified of the aspect of losing all my friends and family without saying goodbye, and also the aspect of what happens after death. I hear a ringing. The first call from Kinoshita and Narita. “Hello.” I say picking up the call. “Yay, you’re alive!” I hear a voice say on the other line before a muffled chewing sound. Noya most probably. “Yep, alive and freezing cold.” I replied, it was the truth. I was absolutely freezing, like freezing cold. I hate the cold, a lot. For obvious reason too. “But I’ll live.” There was some more muffled voices before one clear voice prevailed. A gruff voice that was more gentle than you can ever imagine. One voice out of the three I have the misfortune of feeling a one-sided romantic affection. “They’ll call in 20 ish minutes, if you reach home before maybe just text them.” Asahi said. “Get home safe Chikara.” He added, causing a smile to form on my face. “Thanks. You too.”
I continue to walk, I’m not to far from home. I start thinking about how I even ended up falling for the three third years. They’re just, I don’t know… gorgeous? I don’t something about Asahi putting his trust in that one time or Cheering people on with suga from the bench or Daichi trusting me to look after the team. It just makes my heart eeeeeeeh (same hun, I jump up and down-Kiri) it just makes me so happy. Like kicking feet while girly squealing happy. Love, it’s a strange concept. People are so judgy when it comes to it. Like shut up and mind your own business. It’s not like I’m going to hurt you or something.
Suddenly I felt my foot get caught in something, I don’t what because second later I face-plant into the snow. I try to lift myself up but I can’t, something is trapping my foot causing me to sink deeper. I can feel the pain spreading throughout my body, the cold stabbing my skin. It hurts. I can feel snow packing on top of me, heavy chunky bits falling from who knows where. I try to manoeuvre (I still hate that spelling-Kiri) myself so I can breath but doing that means I get trapped deeper into the snow. I know I don’t have to long, I still remember that night. Snow filling the car. Cold. The snow is decently soft so I can wiggle my hand to get my phone for sos. It don’t know how long it takes, but it feels like an eternity. It’s all worthless, my phones in the other pocket and barely have any energy. I’m so cold, yet I can still feel the tears drip down my face. I’m doomed aren’t, to the same day that took my parents. I don’t want to be, I can only hope the phone vibrating in my pocket.
I let my eyes flutter close, it’s dark. Black.
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December 26, 2001 the final celebration.
A child’s giggles are heard from a box, Kosuke Ennoshita smiles. There’s his little director. He gives his wife a look that says ‘really’. A soft light chuckle is heard, it's sweet, motherly, caring. “Just open your present!” A woman’s voice said, the same who chuckled. Tomo Ennoshita, the smartest lady you would ever meet. Kosuke smiled before saying “but Christmas was yesterday! What present could left” it was obvious he was trying to stifle his laughter as a young boy popped out of the present wrapped box. “Daddy it’s me! On this day..” the child said excitedly, pausing to count on his fingers. “Uhh 5! 5 Years ago. You got the best gift! Me!” The boy had a massive grin a his face, it was cute. “Oh yes! This is the best gift of all.” Kosuke said, picking the younger up and spinning him around. The boy was giggling and laughing like anything. “Happy birthday, my little director.” The father finally said, giving the boy a sweet kiss on the cheek. The video ended. My aunts say I was the child in the video, which is strange cause I don’t remember it.
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25 December, 2002
Lights were flashing, yet all I could focus on was him. He was holding me close, it was nice. He kept on saying it was all gonna be okay. It was all gonna be okay. I believed him now. He got me out the cold so I believed him.
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26 December, 2002
I didn’t celebrate, i just cried for awhile. I didn’t like the hospital. I don’t like hospitals. The only nice thing is that isuma and his wife Aoi visited. They brought me a cake and a cute plushie, it was a little black bat. I think bats are super cool. My aunts visited but they were super sad, so I got sad.
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December 25, 2012
I felt something warm pick up, I heard the soft words “we’re gonna get you warmed up chika.” The persons arms were strong, muscular. Isuma? No can’t be. So who? I try to open my eyes but it’s just darkness, so I surrender to sleep once again.
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Suga’s PoV
I could see the fear and panic pass over the 2nd years. I couldn’t blame the though, Ennoshita still hadn’t responded after 3 rings. I could feel a slimmer of panic myself, he hadn’t texted that he reached home either. I looked over to Daichi who seemed deep in thought. He was probably questioning whether we should go find Ennoshita or not. Yet this didn’t seem like a negotiable thing for the second years, they had already rushed of in the direction Ennoshita. Except Noya, he was just looking at us expectedly. “What?” Asahi mumbled, the only one out of the three of us who had the courage. Strange, maybe the thought of ennoshita in danger spiked something in him. “What? What do you mean what! Let’s go! Ennoshita might be in some serious sh!T here!” boy hiss At that he raced of in the direction the others went, beckoning us to follow. Of course we did. Why wouldn’t we?
I could hear the second years calling ennoshita’s name, when I heard a soft ring. I knew Kinoshita was still trying to call Ennoshita so i immediately rushed to the sound. When I found him covered in snow. He was barely breathing, his leg caught a branch. Sh!t. “GUYS, OVER HERE QUICK!!!” I called out, rushing to get Ennoshita out the snow. I wrapped my scarf round his face and neck, making sure not to restrict his breathing. Daichi was at my side in an instent, the others close behind. “We’re closer to his house than anything, do one of you guys now the rest of the way?” He asked, picking Ennoshita up in a bridle style. Ennoshita curled into the warmth, it was actually adorable. All the second years nodded which kinda warmed my heart. It was so sweet how close they were with each other. The bond they had was undeniable, and beautiful. Daichi whispered something to Ennoshita as we started our way to his house.
The Flat was nice and cozy, decorated for Christmas. Pillows thrown all round the living room in a sleepover/movie binge kind of setting. This was perfect to help heat up ennoshita, the second years went upstairs to go get supplies like blankets and stuff. Ennoshita’s aunts seemed to be out of town, I think I remember Ennoshita mentioning they were dragged into going to a cousins wedding in the Philippines. They let ennoshita stay home alone. “I’m gonna get a warm water bottle.” Asahi said, heading to the kitchen. He’d find one on the floor and decided it would be a good idea to fill it instead of standing around doing nothing. I looked over to Daichi who just nodded, his hand was on ennoshita’s forehead. “He’s got a fever… I guess in way that’s good.” He muttered, running his hand through his hair. I let myself walk towards him, leaning on his side. His head rested on mine as he let out a sigh. “He’s got looks so peaceful..and it scares me koushi.” I leaned closer, as my eyes wandered to the sleepy second year’s face. It was true, Ennoshita looked calm peaceful. It was cute, yet so uncanny. All I wanted was to gently hold him, to warm him up. I checked the time, a few minutes past midnight. “Happy birthday Chikara.” I mumbled, gently moving a stray strand of hair out the younger’s face the second years were back with an assortment of blankets yet they all looked tense. “What’s the matter?” Kinnoshita looked at me and sighed, ”we all need to go. Noya and tanaka are going to the airport and me and Narita’s parents are going on road trip.” Damn their parents leave early.”that’s fine, we can look after him.” They nodded going to leave. “Call us when he wakes up.” Narita added, leaving no room to argue.
I sat down near Ennoshita, wrapping him blankets trying to make him as comfortable a possible. Daichi carfully lifted the youngers head onto his lap, turning on a movie on while playing with ennoshita’s hair. Asahi finally came back with the hot water bottle, gently placing it near ennoshita. I sat on the floor while asahi took a seat on an arm chair. Daichi had put dirty dancing. I’m pretty sure it was ennoshita’s favourite film. “He so warm.” Daichi muttered, brushing some more hair from ennoshita’s face. I let out a soft hum, closing my eyes. “It’s probably a good I think…I guess. Means his body is trying to fight the illness.” Daichi nods, letting his gaze follow the movie. “…how did he even end up there?” Asahi asked, most likely rhetorically. “Probably trip and got his leg stuck.” I responded, it didn’t matter if it was rhetorical I still responded. At this point I wanted to shake ennoshita awake, of course I won’t do that though. I know I have to wait, I have to wait and hope. I’m mean he will be fine, yet I can’t help but feel anxious. I know ennoshita is strong, but will he be strong enough? I suddenly stood up. “I’ll make us some tea.” They nodded, a soft smile on their faces. I walked to the kitchen. I’d only ever been here once meaning I had some small clue of where everything is. I carfully grabbed a pot and placed it on the stove, added some water, then milk and The tea leave. I let myself wait, wait for it to rise up. It would take a bit, but hey I’m willing to wait. I look around, the kitchen is clean. It has a soft calming feel to it, gentle, yet strong. I wondered what Ennoshita’s aunts were, from what I heard they were like the sun and moon trope. Similar to kageyama and Hinata. The tea rose up so I reduced the flame. I waited a few more seconds before increasing the flame again. It rose up for a second time and so I turned the flame off. I poured them into 4 cups, using a filter so that the leaves wouldn’t fall in. Putting them onto I plat thingy, I brought them out to the living room. I placed gently on a table when I heard a soft mumble. Ennoshita.
Ennoshita PoV~ 😶🌫️😶☁️🌫️
I felt out if, my whole body felt exhausted. I was so warm. Yet there was the feeling of someone’s hands combing through my hair. “Hmm” I try to speak but I’m to tired. “Chikara?!” I heard a voice say, his voice is strong. Daichi. “Dai-chi” I choked out, my voice strained and exhausted. “Hey hey, it’s okay. We got you.” A softer, gentler voice said. Suga, I think. Slowly my vision cleared Daichi, suga and Asahi turning into humans and not just coloured blobs. The exhaustion however did not disappear. “What happened?” I asked, my voice sluggish. “You fell in the snow.” Daichi said, helping me sit up. His arms strong as they supported me. I had been sleeping in his lap, oh my lanta. I could feel myself heat up, which was unideal for a multitude of reasons. “Here take this, it will help with the fever.” Asha handed me some pills and a glass of water. I gratefully excepted, savouring the feeling of the cold water going down my throat. “Thanks.” I said, before Checking the time. Half and hour past midnight.
“You guys shouldn’t have stayed just for me it’s past midnight!” I’m actually happy they stayed though, because it ment they cared. “We weren’t going to leave, just think of it as a birthday sleepover with your Amazing, handsome senpais.” Suga exclaimed. I left out a soft tired chuckle. I could feel myself losing to exhaustion of…something. All I wanted was to close my eyes, and fall asleep in my senpai’s embrace. I felt a pair of arms pull me close. “You should rest up. Sleep Chikara. We’ve got you.” A voice said. I couldn’t figure out who, losing consciousness quicker and quicker. I felt more people enter the embrace, a disarray of limbs. It was warm in a nice way, comforting, I liked it. I let myself relax into the embrace. It may be platonic but a small part of me hoped it was romantic. “Happy birthday, Chikara”
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF MY FAVS CHIKARA ENNOSHITA (: i hope you guys liked this, hopefully it wasn’t it too sad. My friend-hey Kiri how many fics do you have you wanna write? Me-… 18 😭 I feel like I should explain the name Kiri. It is based of Mha Kirishima, Me and my friends where super into it and I got dubbed the Kirishima of the group. I don’t actually think I am that similar to him, to describe myself (personally wise) I’m tendou mixed with yamaguchi and Yachi and maybe Suga. Also Guess what I got for Christmas. THE HAIKYUU ART BOOK AND YAHABA’s jersey! Now it’s time to get to work on the other fics I have planned.Anyway love you guys, Hope you had a good Christmas and have a great new year!🎆--
-Kiri