Runaway Chapter 3

Oh shit. Oh shit. He is really, really hot!

Hinata felt like he was blushing madly, as he stared at Kageyama.

"Whoa," Kageyama said, breaking the tension. "What is that orange glob on your head?"

Hinata felt his shoulders slump, "uhm, my hair?"

"Are you questioning if it is your hair because you are not sure or are you just confused," Kageyama asked, laughing a little.

Oh god even his laugh is adorable.

"It's my hair! Idiot," Hinata yelped, ruffling his hair.

"I can second it's his hair, it looks like orange taffy but it's real," Kenma laughed. He looked like he was smiling slightly, that made him happy.

"Alright, alright, it's real, I believe you," Kageyama replied, rolling his eyes lightly at the fact.

"At least my hair color isn't a boring black color like yours," Hinata snapped, pointing at the camera.

Kageyama looked up at his hair, taking a piece and swirling it through his fingers a little bit.

"Yea, but at least I don't stick out," Kageyama laughed.

"Maybe you should dye it, pink, or maybe a blue," Tsukishima said, a smirk spreading on his face.

"Haha, wise ass, how about I strangle you, your face will be a bright purple. Then maybe you'll stick out like Hinata," Kageyama snapped, looking down at his lap.

"Worst come back I have heard!"

"Guys," Nishinoya yelped. "We aren't supposed to be fighting! We are friends!"

"Doesn't mean we can't fight," replied Tsukishima.

"Tsukki!"

Hinata couldn't help but laugh, he loved hanging out with his friends, seeing them laugh and have a good time.

He wished they were with him now, that would've been much better than being all alone. Sadly, they were across the country.

"Kageyama, where do you live," Hinata asked, scratching his head.

"Japan, dumbass."

"I meant what city," he laughed.

"Oh, I live in Gifu. Nothing much here, very rural," Kageyama replied, looking off at something off the camera. "You've probably never heard of it."

"I have," Hinata said, jumping up. "I live in Miyagi, we are pretty far apart," Hinata slowly let his head drop.

"At least there is such thing as the internet," Kenma put in, seeing Hinata's disappointment. "But Hinata, congratulations on becoming a big brother, again."

"Oh, right," Hinata totally forgot all about that. He smiled at Kenma, letting his hand run through his head. Right, he was going to be a big brother. With big brother responsibilities. He kind of wished his future sibling was going to be born to a different family. He didn't want them being born to his horrible one.

"Are you excited about it," asked Nishinoya, with a grin.

Hinata smiled shyly, he didn't expect to get so much attention.

Suddenly, a loud thump came from behind his door. Looking up, Hinata saw his father slam the door open.

"Hinata, the internet is running slow, what are you doing," he questioned, hissing slightly. Hinata gulped.

He was talking to all his friends. Video chatting. They can see everything right now.

"I'm… uhm…"

'Why can't my words come out,' Hinata asked himself, as he still stuttered for words. He looked up at his dad, fear pooling into his eyes.

"Oh, are you talking to your little fag friends?"

"DAD," Hinata screamed, standing up and grabbing him by the collar. "Don't say that about my frien-"

Hinata soon felt pain erupt from his cheek. He fell back, clutching it, realizing his father just hit him. In front of all his friends.

"That's what you get for grabbing your father, don't you ever disrespect me," he spat, holding the hand he hit Hinata with. "I'll be taking my leave now."

Once his father was gone, he was left in silence.

He looked back at his screen, seeing the shocked faces of his friends. He slowly sat down, and moved his mouse the the "End Call" button.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, looking down at the mouse and keyboard. "I want to be alone right now."

"Wait Hin-"

Kageyama sat there, confused and worried. He only just met Hinata and he felt like it was his responsibility to take of him.

Kageyama was your average highschool boy. Went to school, got good grades, did school activities. He was every parent's dream kid, but this was all a mask. He only did this so his parents didn't yell at him. He wanted them to be proud, go to a top college and become a doctor. But Kageyama wanted more, Kageyama wanted to be a professional volleyball player.

"Mom, I don't want to go to University of Tokyo," he sighed, flipping through the college pamphlets he received. "Plus I'm only in my first year of high school, why worry now?"

Kageyama's mom sighed, running a hand through her hair, "You have to start thinking about this now. Your high school life affects your college life. You should be happy I'm worried for you. Most parents let their kids do what they want for college and then they end up at some horrible college."

"But Mom, I don't want to go to University of Tokyo," he said again, it felt like the millionth time saying this. "I want to go to University of Tokai."

"And for what? Your silly volleyball stuff. Tobio, you know you'll never get far in life with that stuff. You can achieve so much at University of Tokyo, you have to go."

"But-"

"No buts, end of discussion. No volleyball in college," his mother said one last time with a stern look.

Kageyama sighed at that memory, finally pulling himself together and grabbing the mouse. He quickly opened a private chat with Hinata.

Kageyama: Hey

Kageyama: You okay?

Kageyama: Please respond

Hinata: I'm fine.

Kageyama: You didn't seem fine before

Kageyama: Do you want to keep your mind off things

Hinata: No. I'm going to bed, good night

Kageyama sighed, running a hand through his hair. He wasn't good with helping people, especially someone who is so far away. Kageyama sighs, signing off his computer and taking his phone.

He reread the messages over and over again. Was Hinata really okay? Only time could tell. Covering his eyes with arm, he sighed again.

Tomorrow would be a big day.

Sorry this took so long! I've been busy and I like writing one-shots, not chapter stories haha

Keep smiling! - Jamie Pisacane