This is it, I guess. Thank you for sticking with me and please forgive me for being so slow to post this last one. You know the drill, real life sneaks up on you and tackles you when you least expect it. Please enjoy the (most likely) last chapter of "The two of them"

It was rather dark. The lights in the gym were now mere shadows on the ceiling and the moon could barely light up the tiny squares of the windows on the sides of the building.

"What happened?", Hinata whined.

All their bickering and fighting was forgotten for now. Careful not to step on anything or trip, the two of them left the storage room and walked over to the door.

"I guess the ground keeper thought we forgot to lock up.", Kageyama suggested whilst attempting to re-open the exit, unsuccessfully.

"And instead he locked us in.", the redhead added. He was looking very uncomfortable, jumping from foot to foot and worrying his lip.

"Oi, stop it." a hand shot out and painfully closed on orange hair. "We'll find a way out. I don't feel like spending the night here, either."

Quickly they realized that one could only lock and unlock the door from outside. So they spent the next few minutes trying to force the door to open, banging on it and in the end pushing the key in the gap between the sliding doors in order to somehow open the lock mechanisms. After what felt like an hour to the two of them, they gave up.

In desperation, Hinata let himself fall onto his butt, leaning his head back against the wall behind him.

"It won't open!"

When Kageyama gave no response, he tried again.

"The stupid door won't let us out, nobody heard us and I am hungry, Kageyama."

This time he got an answering grunt, but his friend kept on staring at the door as if it had offended him personally.

In the dim light it was hard to make out but Hinata focused his eyes on the … something that had suddenly caught his attention. He could just see a rectangular shape in the pocket of the setter's pants.

"Is that...", he started, shaking finger pointing at the object. "...is that your phone?"

Kageyama turned his his head to face Hinata, followed his gaze and jumped ever so slightly in excitement. A phone?! They could just call Daichi-sempai and he could get them out... His hand reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out … a pack of tissues.

Two pairs of shoulders sagged.

"So.", Kageyama said into the silence that had followed the tissue-discovery. "Any more ideas?"

Hinata just shook his head in silence and stared off into the distance. Well, to the furthest wall of the gym. This was awkward, he thought. Spending time with Kageyama alone had been on his wish list for the last few days, but this was not how he imagined it. And now they might just spend the night here. Without food. Without bathrooms. Without beds and covers. The first two ones were real problems for two teenage boys, but he could totally deal with the later one. They could just cuddle up to keep the cold away.

As if.

Kageyama was not happy with how things had turned out that night. He really had not come to grips with the new situation yet. So he liked Hinata, that part was fine. But now? Was he supposed to say something? Confess maybe and get turned down? Well that would make their camping here uncomfortable. Or he could just be supportive, yeah he could try that for a start. His friend seemed rather pissed off with the entire ordeal (another reason not to confess. If Hinata somehow liked him a little, shouldn't he be kinda happy to be here?) So he would try to be nice and make this easier for the two of them. It could be like the sleepover they had the other weekend.

Kageyama took a deep breath and said: "Oi, Hinata. Maybe we- !" The sound of a door closing somewhere else on the schoolground stopped him.

"Somebody is still here.", he continued instead.

Hinata, who had heard just as well as he did, didn't need any special prompting. Straight away he started shouting at the top of his voice: "HELP! WE'RE LOCKED IN, GET US OUT!" but it just echoed around the gym and probably couldn't be heard well outside. Might be due to the closed windows.

"Hinata, quick!", Kageyama ordered. He was crouching underneath one on the left side of the door and pointed to his shoulders. The redheard caught on quickly and only with a minimal blush that couldn't be seen anyways climbed onto his friend. The tall setter stood up slowly, grabbing Hinata by his ankles when he started swaying on his shoulders. In the end the spiker got a hold of the handle and opened the window. He pulled himself up a little more and continued his shouting.

After three minutes his throat was sore and Kageyama couldn't bear the weight any longer.

"I'm sorry. They seem to be gone already.", the redhead whispered down to his friend.

"Not your fault. If they didn't hear you, they surely wouldn't have heard me.", he replied and tried to get Hinata to kneel down again, so he could jump of safely. He felt he was doing amazingly on the "supportive" part.

But as stories have to go, they somehow messed up royally and fell down with a loud "thudd!".

The two of them were trying to untangle themselves, which apparently involved a lot of groaning and cursing.

"Get your knee out of my face, Bakageyama!"

"Only if you stop poking my ribs with those bony elbows of yours!"

"Better?"

"NO! Now I've got your foot in my... you know, where it really hurts?"

"S-Sorry..."

In the end Hinata got up first and held out a hand to help his friend up. While Kageyama grabbed the offered appendage like it was only natural (not blushing at all while doing so, no), it didn't seem to help with actual task of getting up.

"Why aren't you helping me up, idiot? Holding my hand isn't doing any good!"

"I am trying, but you are just too fat.", Hinata pressed out between his teeth, half due to anger, half because Kageyama was heavy and as helpful as a sack of rice. "Help me, will ya."

This time he pulled with more strength and Kageyama had seemed to have gotten his arms under check and used his own muscles, too.

But as both of them were trying to overcompensate for the suspected lack of enthusiasm in the other, they ended up yanking Kageyama off the ground and straight off his feet, too.

For the second time in the last days the two of them found themselves close up, pressed against each other, Hinata's back against something unmoving.

Funnily enough, Kageyama thought, he didn't find this awkward at all. It was a little unexpected, one might say, but he definitely would not complain about the sudden warmth enveloping him, nor about the faint scent that came with it. It was so very... Hinata. There was no other word for it. He found himself inhaling deeply before he knew. His eyes making their way to his friends face and locking with the redhead's hazel ones.

Hinata himself could do nothing but stare. At how Kageyama's hair was hanging in front of his face and moving slightly when he tilted his head up. How his eyebrows for once weren't furrowed into something scary, instead his friend looked surprised and a little embarrassed. How his eyes moved up slightly and then fell onto his own, wide and unguarded.

And he couldn't not do it.

What he had been thinking about for a while, what he probably had been feeling since they first met, what he had tried to hide, push to the back of his mind for so long. Hinata closed his eyes, stood up on his tiptoes and leaned forward.

Kageyama, who was still crouched down slightly from his upwards fall, noticed his field of vision becoming more blurry until it consisted only of freckles and red eyelashes.

After a moment that seemed like eternity but was over too quickly, the setter felt warm and soft lips on the right corner of his mouth.

Trust Hinata to miss at that very moment.

It was cute.

The redhead was more than happy he had missed. This was too much for him, too much Kageyama to deal with already. The warmth, no... heat, underneath his lips, the fine hair that tickled his forehead, the taste of sweat and something else, the texture, the … he opened his eyes again. Time stood still.

"Is anybody still here?", the ground keeper stuck his head through the doors he just opened and saw nothing but darkness. "I thought I heard something... maybe Tanuki-Kun climbed in again and can't get out..." and he left and left the door open.

Door. Open.

Hinata and Kageyama stood there, frozen in their intimate position as well as time. After a few heartbeats realization dawned on Hinata and he rolled down from his tiptoes slightly and turned his head to the left to see if there really was a way for them to get home tonight after all.

Kageyama was having none of that. He was feeling too many emotions, couldn't deal with the consequences and frankly didn't want to. There was only one thing he was going to deal with tonight. His arms reached out and pulled the shorter boy into a tight embrace. Their heads connected straight on, first the foreheads, then the noses, then lips.

The two of them were such a mess, really, when on their own.

But together, they somehow worked out quiet nicely.

They both get home late that night.

Walking first side by side with their shoulders bumping and later on their own. As the distance between them grows and the sound of the footsteps fades, the two of them feel that they can barely wait for the next day to come. And the one after that.

Thank you so much for reading, commenting, loving (even hating, a little) and hopefully overall enjoying the experience with me. I was glad I could entertain you for few precious moments of your life.

Farewell my dear readers!

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