Ahahahaha, I decided to do a fill for the Hakyuu! kink meme

This one here; hqkinkmeme. livejournal (dot com/) 622. html? thread=25454#t25454

Remove the spaces/parentheses and replace the 'dot. with a period.

I love Hinata in his scary serious mode (I call it his 'King Mode' XD), I get so excited over it, so this promt was right up my ally!

Anyways, enjoy!

Kageyama had already known that there was something... hidden to Hinata's personality.

Not something intentionally hidden, but a part that Hinata hadn't realized he had.

And since the day they had become teammates, since they had begun working with eachother, Kageyama had become much more acutely aware of Hinata.

'Sometimes Hinata gets this really intimidating air around him... He's probably not conscious of it.'

Kageyama was probably the first (along with that poor middle school teammate of Hinata's) to experience that air. The senpai all had caught a glimps of it at some point, and Yachi got an accidental first hand experience of it. Even Nekoma seems to have some awareness of the sunshine child's hidden facet. And then there was the run in with Ushiwaka...

But Kageyama would always, always be much more attuned to it. As long as they were in the same room, Kageyama had realized, he could almost sense when the shorter boy went into that intimidation mode.

And no one had realized just how potent the ginger haired crow's aura could be. Not until they finally had their match against Shiratorizawa.

It was deafening in the stadium. Thousands of people were there cheering, screaming, clapping for the two teams. The current champions against the returning veterans.

Shiratorizawa vs. Karasuno.

Most every team that Karasuno had faced in the spring tournament were there, cheering them on. They had set their hopes in Karasuno, and they would give it their all to usurp Shiratorizawa from their throne.

It was a grueling battle, frustrating in that despite Ushijima's through the roof arrogance, his team was solidly put together, if a bit seemingly put off by their captain. Scoring is like rain in a desert, little, if at all possible, and seemingly a miracle when is does happen. Hinata is especially frustrated, because while he hasn't been completely shut out just yet, they've been keeping up with him much quicker than anticipated.

It's currently 16-16 in the first set. They had somehow managed to squeeze out enough points for a minor deuce.

And Ushijima's commentary wasn't helping Hinata's flaring nerves.

"Where is that challenge you issued? Or is this really all you've got?" The tall senior questioned. Hinata gritted his teeth and glared at the ground, his fists trembling with rage.

Even from the stands, they could clearly see the ginger haired boy's frustration.

"That #10 ain't gonna last if he doesn't calm down." Iwaizumi stated. Oikawa grimaced next to him. Was it really bad that a part of him was still a bit bitter over losing and wanted his uselessly cute kohai's team to fail? But, at the same time, Ushijima's barbs at the little ginger crow made him cheer them on, if only to knock Ushijima off his high horse.

"... That's weird..." Aone looked over at Futakuchi in confusion. "It almost seems like Karasuno's setter is paying extra attention to #10 between points. Like he's worried or something." Aone's gaze centered on the two first years, and watched.

And it was true. Kageyama was worried about Hinata, but not in the way most people probably thought.

'He's getting angry... If Ushijima keeps push him like this, that side of Hinata might appear...' The black haired setter thought, his eyes trained on Hinata. 'I can feel it stiring, just under the surface. If it comes out...'

"It seems that it may have been just hot air." Ushijima didn't seem to know when to stop pushing, does he? Though Ushijima wants to rile up the tiny player, he really didn't know Hinata, and he doesn't know he's about to cross a line.

"If you don't show me what you meant, Hinata Shouyou, you will lose, and all your efforts will be just a waste of time."

Hinata froze, and suddenly ice ran down Kageyama's spine.

'Shit. Shit, he didn't just say that!' Kageyama eyed the sunshine child warily. Hinata was no longer trembling, but his eyes were hidden by his bangs. Kageyama knew how sensitive Hinata was to being told effort was a waste or that it was wasted. He himself had said something similar to that in middle school, and he knew it had become a touchy topic.

And Ushijima Wakatoshi had just basically sucker punched said topic.

'God damnit, this is bad...' Kageyama needed to at least make sure Hinata has enough sense to not play recklessly. "Oi! Hinata!"

Said ginger tipped his head slightly in Kageyama's direction. Kageyama hesitated for but a second.

"... We're going to try doing that next, got it?" He inquired. He got a small nod in responce, and Kageyama pursed his lips as Hinata got into place for the next volley.

"Sho-" Nishinoya began to call to Hinata, only to be stopped by Sawamura.

"I don't think..." Sawamura swallowed the lump beginning to from in his throat. "I don't think it's a good idea to try and talk to Hinata at the moment." Nishinoya glanced up at his captain, then turned back to look at his kohai worridly. Everyone was worried at Hinata's sudden silence. Even Tsukishima bit his tongue and made none of his own usual snide remarks.

"Hinata-kun..." Yachi muttered from her place in the observation deck, fidgiting slightly. Ex-coach Ukai stared intensly at Hinata from his place next to Yachi.

'That child...' The elder pondered. 'What is it that you hold...?'

The match began again and everyone could feel the tention in the air. It layed heavy like a thick, electrified fog. Karasuno served, and Shiratorizawa retaliated. Somehow, Sawamura was able to keep the terrifyingly powerful spikes that made up Shiratorizawa attacks in play without the ball going horrendously off course. The ball was sent to Kageyama and everything seemed to slow, while in the same moment, became instantanius.

Ushiwaka realized that Hinata was going to spike, but the small first year's rapid movements were still too fast to be kept up with. The first year duo executed a perfect Minus Tempo back tip and Ushijima had to lurch to even be near the ball. Hinata swung and the ball rocketed forward. Ushijima's arm was flung backwards at the force of Hinata's spike and did next to nothing to stop its trajectory or speed.

It was now 16-17, the first time Karasuno had pulled ahead in what felt like and endless game of catch up.

Ushijima stumbled slightly when he landed, his hand that tried blocked the ball was stinging and an angry red.

'What the...' The Japan representative glanced from his hand to Hinata.

"You don't know..."

Hinata's quiet voice seemed to ring loudly, and the temperature of the entire stadium seemed to drop like someone had suddenly cranked all the airconditioners on high.

"You don't know how much your opponent has trained, what they had to sacrifice, everything they had to go through to reach the point they are at..."

'What have you been doing for three years?!'

'When I tossed the ball behind me, no one was there.'

'I became scared to call for a toss.'

'But I was scared... of tossing the ball...'

'DON'T YOU DARE DECIDE TO GIVE UP ON A BALL I'VE RECOVERED!'

"... You don't know how much they tried. Don't you dare say ours, or anyones, efforts are a waste. Don't look down on us just because you're called the champion."

Hinata finally lifted his head, and it wasn't just Ushijima who flinched back, but the entire stadium. His eyes held a controled rage, pupils like slits, and something in them that just seemed... animalistic.

A shudder of something akin to fear rushed through the stadium crowd.

'Do you need a reason to not want to lose?'

'We'll defeat everyone and go to Tokyo.'

'If Seijou is "barren land," that would make us something like concrete, wouldn't it?'

"I told you we'd knock you down and go to nationals. And we haven't lost yet." Hinata's decliration was firm and cold in a way no one had ever heard from him. It made everyone on the court step back and those cheering cling to the nearest person.

'A sense of sheer pride and confindence from being the team's ace.'

Saeko's own words echoed in her ears. She could feel herself shaking as she stared at Hinata.

"Oh my..." She muttered in disbelief. "That... that's almost exactly like..."

"H-Holy shit..." Tanaka murmured. Asahi next to him looked ready to faint from terror. Sugawara could feel his white knuckle grip on the bench make his hands tremble.

Ushijima almost regreted his jabs at the younger boy. This wasn't a crow with its feathers ruffled, this was more like an angered Tengu. This kind of intensity shouldn't be possible in a mere first year.

'This... this isn't like the first time.' Ushijima wanted to look away from those eyes, but they held him in place, demanding he look no where else. His heart pounded, but it wasn't from the match. His sweat felt cold and his hands trembled slightly.

Ushijima Wakatoshi, for once in his entire volleyball career, was afraid of another player.

'Shit, shit, shit, shit!' Kageyama swore in his head. If someone didn't do something... 'Agh, fine!'

"Oi! Hinata!" Kageyama marched over and pressed his hand into Hinata's head, forcing the boy to bow slightly. "Hurry up and get into place! You're holding up the game!"

"Hey, quit pressing on my head, that hurts!"

And just like that, whatever spell Hinata had held over everyone was gone. Unknowingly held breaths were released, tensed shoulders relaxed, and the air became lighter. Hinata was normal again, and the game could continue.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Kageyama made a promise to himself to be the one to keep Hinata under wraps. He didn't seem to be as affected by Hinata's strange intensity, as he probably has the most experience with it, so he would need to be the one to bring him back to earth.

"H-Hey, Kunimi, remind me to never get that guy angry, at least not without Kageyama around." Kindaichi stammered out. Kunimi nodded, still in too much shock to speak.

"He doesn't know he does it, and that makes it all the worse..." Ukai muttered. "You ok there, Sensei?"

"I thought I was going to have a heart attack..." Takeda whimped, trying to calm down his tremors. "Hinata-kun, can be utterly terrifying."

"Just imagine if he knew he did that."

"Please don't give me that kind of image Ukai-kun!"

The match continued, but everyone present made a silent vow to never, ever anger the boy called Hinata Shouyou.

There was a reason a group of crows was poetically called a Murder, after all.

Aaaaand done! I hope this is acceptable to the OP! ;w; This was hard, but fun. I might end up writing a second part that fast forwards to the first years third year or something and show how someone younger might react to a Hinata that knows how to use his King Mode.

Maybe.

If this gets good reviews.