Haikyuu, Tokyo Ghoul, nor any of the characters (except for the few OC's) belong to me.

It's a bit of a slow build up but there will be more of a KageHina pairing along with DaiSuga. Just a fair warning, there is some swearing, blood mention, and gore so be prepared.

Also, I have a headcanon for a theory about how ghouls can be created by being eaten till almost death but coming back to life as a ghoul if their body is strong enough. It's explained more in the fic.

A cold wind rustled the trees lining the road and a flurry of leaves was carried to the ground. The ends of Kageyama's scarf were also flapping around in the wind before he tucked them into his coat and snuggled into the warmth of his scarf and coat. The sound of bike tires clicking echoed around the street with the wind while Hinata pushed his bike besides Kageyama. For once, while walking home the two of them were silent except for a side comment or two about volleyball. It was dark outside already and the streetlights dimly lit the street the two were on as they walked home. Kageyama had seen all the newspapers and news stations warning about being out late at night alone due to the recent ghoul attacks in their ward. Volleyball practice had run longer than usual no thanks to Hinata spacing out frequently and missing Kageyama's tosses. His thoughts were interrupted by Hinata clearing his throat loudly. They had both stopped walking and were now standing at the corner where they usually separated towards their own homes. The wind was still blowing and caused Hinata's hair to go even crazier than normal.

"See you tomorrow." Kageyama spoke his usually phrase then turned to head towards his house when he felt a tug on his sleeve, stopping him from walking away.

"You…we should probably go home quickly", Hinata's voice was weak but it also carried a tone of worry in it as he talked, "because you know the -"

"The ghouls?" Hinata tensed at Kageyama's words but Kageyama was looking to the side and didn't notice. A falling leaf had caught his attention. "Yeah, there has been a lot of news about the abnormal activity. I hope the other guys all get home okay; we should go home like you said too…Hinata?"

The usually happy ginger was staring at Kageyama with empty eyes that seemed to be a shade or two darker than his usual colour, his skin had become pale and even with the biting fall wind there wasn't any flush whatsoever on his cheeks. Earlier at practice Kageyama had also noticed that Hinata was acting strange and when the team was rewarded with meat buns by Yachi and Kiyoko, Hinata didn't eat his. Instead, he claimed that he was not hungry and gave it to Tanaka.

"Hinata, are you alright? You don't look that good."

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine, just tired from practice. Um, bye Kageyama, remember to go home quickly." Hinata snapped out of his trance enough for the emotion to return to his eyes and to reply back.

"Yeah alright, bye. Also, get some sleep tonight, dumbass." Kageyama turned away and started to walk. He heard the sounds of the gears click on Hinata's bike as he would be pedaling away from him now. Kageyama was now by himself walking home at night. He was only a few minutes from his house but it was still enough of a distance for him to worry about walking alone. No one else was on the street which was usually empty of anyone but now it caused a shiver to run along his spine. He passed one of the smaller passageways between two of the buildings. If it was during the day then he might have took it home seeing as how it was a shortcut but at night there was no light in it. His gaze drifted to look into it as he passed but there was only a thick darkness as soon as you entered. Deciding that the lit main road was better for tonight, he continued to walk straight.

Kageyama was barely a few steps from the alley when the sounds of garbage cans and various other things falling to the ground rang out. Faster than the second hand on a clock, Kageyama spun around looking for the cause of the noise. A metal garbage can lid rolled out of the alley and fell on its side when it reached the sidewalk.

"Is anyone there?" Kageyama knew it was crazy for him to call out if someone actually was there but the whole situation right now had him on edge.

A few seconds passed when he heard another sound coming from the alley, this time it sounded more like someone who was crying. It was a quiet sobbing cry that sent another round of shivers along his spine. Kageyama considered calling out again seeing if it was someone who needed help but his brain told him it was better not to get involved, he turned around and continued walking home, this time at a much faster pace. The raven haired boy hadn't even taken five steps before he felt hands on his shoulders and an excruciating pain shot through his body. Kageyama couldn't scream because a second after he was grabbed he had been pulled into the darkness of the alley where the pain and darkness enveloped his consciousness.

'Pain, it hurts, it really hurts.' This one thought echoed around in Kageyama's mind.
His eyes flew open. It was dark and cold and someone was crying near him. He couldn't move, his body felt numb along with an aching hunger that crippled him. Darkness once again consumed Kageyama Tobio.

A delicious, mouth watering smell drifted into Kageyama's nose. His eyes slowly opened, it felt like they had been welded shut. The room was dark and small. He rolled on his side and a pain shot through him making him wince and partially curl into a ball, hugging his knees. The only objects in the room he could make out the bed, a small side table and some posters on the wall opposite him. Kageyama stared at the posters waiting for the words and pictures to come into focus. He could make out that they were volleyball posters. Most were pictures of well known players that were obviously from some sports magazine but others were posters for the Karasuno volleyball club and some promotional posters for the tournaments that the Karasuno team had played at. This was definitely not his room. Kageyama still had no idea where he was but a sharp pain exploded in the back of his head travelling to his temples. His vision blurred and black began to creep in around the edges.

'Shit, I need to stay conscious. I have no idea where I am. Breathe; I just need to breathe deeply.'

Kageyama laid his head back onto the bed and took in a deep breath, the smell of the delicious food once again made its way into his nostrils. He let out a low but needy moan at the same moment his stomach growled with the need to eat whatever it was that is giving off the delicious smell. The sound of the door creaking open then filled the room along with more of the smell.

"Kageyama? Are you awake?"

Kageyama looked up towards the door. His head was still hurting but not as bad now that the smell had filled his head instead of the pain.

"You're, um, Kageyama, you're drooling." Hinata's voice was calm but in truth his heart was racing. When he entered the room Kageyama was drooling but when he looked up at Hinata his eyes were black with a blaring red pupil. "I made some food. I figured you would be hungry when you woke up?"

Kageyama made a motion as if to sit up but his face scrunched when a sharp pain shot throughout his body when he moved. Finally, he managed to get into a sitting position with his legs on the floor with minimal pain.

"Where am I?" His voice was harsh when he spoke. The words sounded rough and painful, almost like he hadn't used his vocal cords for days.

"My place, you passed out suddenly and I brought you here without thinking." Hinata was avoiding his eyes, more like his whole body entirely.

"Oh, thanks, um…"

"You can have a shower before eating if you want. The bathroom is the next room." Hinata left after saying this.

Kageyama listened to his footsteps retreat a short distance and then stop. The sizzling sound of food frying was heard soon after. Kageyama looked down at himself to see he was shirtless and the only thing he had on was his black baggy gym shorts. He didn't remember how he had got where he was or why he was wearing nothing but the gym shorts that had been in his bag. After a few seconds he decided that since Hinata was there it meant he was safe and a shower was probably good for his aching body. The food could wait a few minutes.

The bathroom was plain. Dull, grimy white tiles covered the floor and shower. The rest of the room was painted a shade of yellow that looked suspiciously like someone had peed on the walls. Kageyama turned on the shower with a creak and water flowed into the tub from the showerhead. He got in and turned it up until the heat of the water was almost too hot for him. The heat soothed his muscles and he felt his shoulders and back start to relax. Steam was swirling around in the air and covering the mirror. There were only three bottles he could use; shampoo, conditioner, and a bottle of cheap looking body wash that gave off a strong, warm citrus smell. When Kageyama got out there was a change of clean clothes laid upon the counter next to where the sink was, he hadn't even heard the door open for Hinata to come in and put them there. The shorts and shirt were tight on him, obviously the biggest ones Hinata had, but they weren't so bad that he couldn't wear them.

The hallway to the rest of the apartment was short and only had the door to the bathroom, the bedroom he was in, and another one opposite the hall. The lack of other doors surprised Kageyama. He had seen Hinata's house from the outside, he hadn't actually been in it but this seemed to be too small for a four-person family to live in. The smell of his shower and the smell of the cooking food mixed when he opened the door and a warm feeling ran over Kageyama.

The living room was also combined with the kitchen and entryway and stuff was thrown everywhere. The living room part had a love seat with a small flat screen TV on the wall. In front of the couch was a square table that was covered in various dishes, clothes, and homework. The couch was also covered in clothes and Hinata's school uniform was laying on top of it all. Clanging noises came from the kitchen and Kageyama watched as Hinata moved a pan on the stove over to a plate and a lump of red meat fell onto the empty plate that sat next to one filled with bacon, eggs, and a piece of toast. The juices that accompanied the meat in the pan also flowed over top of it and onto the plate. Hinata brought both plates to the table and pushed a pile of clothes on the ground, making room for the food.

"Just move some stuff so you can sit down. I hope its okay; I don't usually cook things for other people so I don't have much food." Hinata left to go get glasses with water in them then sat down across from Kageyama.

"Thanks for the food!" Both of them chimed before eating.

Hinata tore off a piece of the meat on his plate and a low moan came from his mouth. Kageyama looked at the contents of Hinata's plate and noticed that something seemed weird about it.

"Hinata, isn't your meat a bit, um, raw?"

Hinata sputtered a bit at Kageyama's question but then answered it without meeting his eyes.

"No, it's fine. It's just the natural colour of this meat and sauce to be red."

"Hmm, okay then. Just don't give yourself food poisoning from undercooked meat. You can't miss volleyball for that, idiot." Kageyama scoffed as he continued to look at Hinata's plate.

"I won't. Shut up and eat the food I so nicely made for you." A hint of teasing found its way into Hinata's words but Kageyama ignored it. He didn't want to start fighting now, he just wanted to eat.

Kageyama looked at his plate. It looked really good, but Hinata made it. So his expectations of what the harmless looking food tasted like weren't the best. He scooped up a bit of the eggs and shoved it into his mouth but as soon as he closed his mouth and started to chew he wanted to throw up. It tasted like dirt. The eggs were slimy and the horrible taste clouded all his other senses. Luckily enough there was a pile of napkins on the table and he used one to spit out the disgusting eggs on. Hinata stopped eating and watched Kageyama, a look of concern covering his face.

"Ka-Kageyama?"

"The eggs taste like dirt. I didn't think you were this bad at cooking." Kageyama was now wiping his tongue with another napkin.

"Maybe the eggs were bad. Try the bacon, it's fresh."

Kageyama took a strip of bacon and bit into it. Instead of the crunchy, savory bacon taste he was expecting all he tasted was one of the worst things he had ever eaten. Again, he spit it out into another one of the napkins.

"No. The bacon tastes disgusting too; I don't even want to try the toast. I don't know how you could mess up toast but you probably did." Kageyama pushed the plate away and looked at it in disgust. Hinata cut a little piece off of his meat and thrusted into towards the other on the end of his fork.

"Here. Try this."

Kageyama give Hinata a weird look then bit onto the fork taking the piece of meat into his mouth. Instantly he started to chew, it was delicious. The flavor was rich and satisfied him. He had never tasted meat like it and he couldn't even pinpoint what type of meat it was. He wanted more of it.

"It's really good. Like, really, it's delicious. So, meat is the only thing you can cook and have it be edible?" Kageyama started laughing but stopped when he saw that Hinata had dropped the fork and started crying.

"I'm sorry, Kageyama. I'm so sorry." Hinata was now sobbing. The only noises coming from him were quiet gasps between sobs and mumbled words that sounded mostly like 'sorry'.

"Um, no, um. Hinata? Why are you crying? Did you do something wrong?" Kageyama was seriously concerned as to why the other had started crying all of the sudden.

Hinata continued on crying as if the other hadn't even spoken a word. Now he had moved his hands to cover his sobbing face, muffling the words even more. Kageyama reached across the table and grabbed at the other's wrists as he tied to pull his hands away from his face.

"Hinata, stop crying! The food wasn't that bad! You need to use real words or else I can't understand you, dumbass." Kageyama was getting more annoyed at the ginger the longer the scene played out. The other wasn't listening to him.

"Stop crying…Shouyou." Kageyama had all but merely whispered the last word but as soon as he said it Hinata had tensed up and stopped crying.