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Hinata meets Kageyama for the first time just a few days after he’s moved to Miyagi.
He’s sitting at his new desk with his wings tucked in, getting used to the feel of having his own room, when he sees a movement out of his window. When he goes to take a peek outside, he discovers some creepy guy in a hoodie, a baseball cap, and sunglasses pacing around his front yard.
After he stands there for a moment to assess the situation, biting his lips nervously, Hinata comes to a conclusion. Naturally, this conclusion leads him to throw open the window and tumble out with a scream of, “Are you trying to break into my house?!”
The stranger screams and falls backwards, his hood thrown back and sunglasses crooked.
An awkward silence follows where Hinata and the random guy have a heated staredown, which Hinata probably wins even though he’s kind of shaking and puffing a little from adrenaline. He also probably has some grass stuck in his hair and wings, but whatever.
Defeated, the stranger rips off his sunglasses and cap, revealing a surprisingly young face, and spits out, “I just… forgot to take down some wards. When I moved out. Dumbass.”
Hinata squints suspiciously. “Wards?”
“I’m a wizard,” says the stranger. “And I used to live here.”
Hinata squints even more. “Prove it.”
The other boy blinks at first, then nods. “Good,” he says, shortly. “I’ll take down the wards, then.”
Under Hinata’s watchful gaze, he pulls a few papers with black inked characters on them and tosses them up into the air. They hover there as he throws his hand out and begins to chant.
When they start glowing, throwing off brightly colored beams of light against the rapidly darkening sky, Hinata finds that he can’t look away.
The stranger looks tall and commanding even though he can’t be much older than Hinata himself. Maybe it’s because of the set of his jaw and the way his eyes shine bluer than the magic swirling around him.
“Wow,” breathes Hinata finally, when the papers are fluttering to the ground, torn, and the sky lightens again. “That was really cool!”
He turns to the other boy, eyes shining brightly. “What’s your name?”
The stranger purses his lips. “It’s Kageyama. Kageyama Tobio.”
And that’s the start of everything.
Most notably, it’s the start of a new life lesson Hinata learns – don’t move into houses previously owned by wizards.
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He sees Kageyama again when school starts.
It’s actually pretty easy to spot him during break, because the other students are giving him a wide berth. He’s got this mean scowl on his face that half-scares Hinata and half-makes him want to wipe it away.
“Woah, you’re that wizard kid!” he yells excitedly, pushing past other students. “It’s Kageyama, right?”
Kageyama’s face pinches even more. “And you’re that crowkid,” he responds, eyes darting over Hinata’s puffy black feathers.
“Crowchild,” corrects Hinata, flapping his wings. “Hinata Shouyou.”
Kageyama makes a grunting noise in reply and tries to walk away, but Hinata really really really wants to make friends with this wizard who can do amazing GWAH things like casting spells and light and whatever else.
As a result, he ends up bouncing after Kageyama’s imposing shadow, pretending he doesn’t notice when students push aside to give them space.
As they walk to who-knows-where, he tries to make conversation with Kageyama, asking questions about what he’s doing and how his classes are and why did he move if he wasn’t leaving the prefecture anyways?
For awhile, Kageyama doesn’t say anything, but then he suddenly stops and shoots Hinata a glare that sends chills down the crowchild’s spine.
Once he recovers from the brief moment of fear, Hinata makes a face – maybe this guy really is a jerk, like all those other kids were saying – and prepares to walk away.
But, just as he's leaving, he sees Kageyama turn to the vending machines they've stopped at, stuff his yen in impatiently, and jab his finger at one of the buttons until a small carton of milk falls out.
Hinata blinks.
Watching giant, towering Kageyama carefully handle the tiny carton suddenly makes him want to laugh. Apparently he doesn’t do that good of a job at holding it back, because the tips of Kageyama’s ears flush when he lets out a muffled giggle.
“What’s so funny?”
Hinata’s eyes catch on the pink dusting his ears and cheekbones. “Nothing,” he chirps, smile widening when Kageyama’s eyebrows furrow.
Maybe he’ll stick with Kageyama for a little bit longer.