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2025-05-30
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2025-11-14
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The Spell

Summary:

Hinata has been feeling weird whenever he's close to Kageyama. It's something he has never experienced before and he doesn’t know why, so he decides to ask for help. Maybe he should have asked his mother or his teachers, but Hinata decided that Tsukishima, the smartass he is, will have all the answers. And Tsukishima, of course, knows what happens to him, but he finds it easier to lie and tell him that Kageyama cast him a spell.

Notes:

English is not my native language. Actually, this is a translation of my fic "El Hechizo" (and is my first translation, so apologies in advance). I came up with this idea from a Fictober prompt in 2018 and made a one-shot, but years later I revisited the idea for a slightly longer, sillier story. The premise is ridiculous, but it's not a crack!fic, it's just me trying to be funny while exploring different POVs. Heh.

It's important to mention that the fic follows the canon, but I've removed the spoilers for everything that hasn't been animated yet, out of consideration for people who haven't read the manga (but they totally should!). If you're up to date, you'll know what I'm referring to, even if I do implicitly. If you're not, nothing will hurt you here, promise.

The story is in its final stretch, so while I upload the chapters in English, I'll be able to finish the remaining two chapters, translate them and conclude the stories in parallel.

I hope you like it~

Chapter 1: Prologue

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Even though Tsukishima told him that at least three times a day, Hinata would never call himself stupid, because he was not; he simply didn’t understand a lot of things. For example, no matter how many times Yachi-san tried to explain it, the Krebs cycle was impossible for him to grasp, he always mixed up "tough," "through," and "thought" in his English essays, and the reason why the platypus looked like a duck and an otter at the same time was something that completely escaped his understanding.

But not knowing all of that never kept him up at night, because he knew it wasn’t really a problem. He was going to pass Chemistry with a little effort, it wasn’t vital for him to learn another language yet, and how platypuses look was a matter that only concerned them. “I can live without knowing some things”, he would tell himself every time he hit a wall of ignorance.

Correction.

He could.

For the past few weeks, Hinata had started to realize something strange was happening to him.

At first, he thought he was sick, because his stomach churned and felt heavy, as if he were going to vomit at any moment. His palms began to sweat, even before practice, and his whole body would heat up, his face and ears in particular. But what worried him the most was his heart— it was beating so fast and so hard that he feared it was going to burst out inside his chest.

He thought he had eaten something bad, but there was no diarrhea. It wasn’t the flu or heatstroke, because the symptoms didn’t match. Hinata would’ve gone to his mother, warning her about the terrible and unknown heart condition he had contracted, if he hadn’t noticed one small detail.

All those problems only appeared when he was close to Kageyama.

He didn’t understand why, and not knowing was eating him up. They were supposed to be Karasuno’s golden duo, their perfect synchronization was the best weapon on the court; however, his recent discomforts were affecting their dynamic and worsening his game. And that was something he couldn’t allow.

He needed answers, and he had an idea of where to find them.