Lost and Found

Four months. Four months before the unknown event occurred. Four months Tadashi Yamaguchi went missing. The club still went searching on a daily basis after practice, but they didn't search as hard as they used to, it was if they were starting to loose the sparks of hope of finding their teammate and friend.

After the incident, nobody made a drastic change in demeanor, but a noticeable characteristic change in Tsukishima's personality became hostile. Sure, he was supposed to be a collected and calm teen, but that was before Tadashi vanished. He created a bad habit of his nail digging into a part of his hand, sometimes to the part where it starts to bleed. The blond wasn't snappy like Kageyama, in fact, he talked even less than he did before. It was just the simple fact that it seemed like he put in every drop of negative emotion that was pent up inside of him on every little action, including volleyball.

After what happened to Tadashi, those who walked home now decided to walk together, instead of walking separately, just in case a similar situation might happen. The seven of them walked atop the bridge, Tsukishima being the one near the guardrail of the sidewalk. Kei stopped and looked off of the bridge, hoping that he would see his freckled friend waiting for him, calling him by his infamous nickname.

Though, that was only a hope, a one in a million chance of happening.

Every time he kept crossing the small bridge, Tsukki would always remember the empty feeling when he noticed that his closest friend was no longer walking behind him after they (or was it just him at that time?) crossed the bridge. The scene rushed back to him as it brought a frown to his face. He looked down, his glasses still hanging by his ears, wondering where Yamaguchi was. Wherever he went he couldn't stop thinking about his friend, though he didn't mind, he didn't want to forget about him, it's just that it distracted him if he tried to study or do assignments.

They already contacted the police, but the search party hasn't contacted any of the team since that day. Most of them could only hope that their friend would come back magically, all of this was taking a toll on everyone. Yamaguchi's family went on a vacation, in an attempt to escape from the pain of the past. Pathetic.

Tsukishima pushed up his glasses, and begrudgingly walked to the group. He grabbed the headphones that was coiled around his neck and put them on.

Tsukki

Kei looked around, scanning the landscape for whoever called them by his nickname, but to be greeted by an unchanged area, the same as it was from five minutes ago. Great, now was he just hearing things now? His hand traced to the wire of the headphone, just about ready to play his media.

Tsukki..

Tsukishima aggressively took off his headphones, the voice sounded like him. His eyes darted around the cemented and grassy area, for sure going to notice any movement in the area. That is, until he noticed a slight movement at the corner of his glasses.

Tsukki..!

Yes. It was him. He'd decided. It sounded all too familiar. It was his freckled, brown haired friend's voice, and it was coming from the now unmoving figure that was near the river underneath the bridge he was currently on top.

His friend.

That was missing for four long months.

Was right there.

Dropping his headphones, he slid down the muddy steep ledge, not really caring that his shoes were getting dirty, and to his friend he longed for.

"Oi! Tsukish- Holy shit someone go call 119!" he heard a voice said, though unknown at the moment as all his focus was on Tadashi.

"I'm on it!"

He slid next to Yamaguchi, immediately putting his ear against his heart.

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Thump.

Relief washed over Tsukki, it was faint, but it was still there. But then he realized that his friend was in critical condition, and they needed an ambulance fast. It was chilly outside, even for Tsukishima, who was wearing a sweatshirt, but the first thing he noticed about Yamaguchi, was that he was naked, outside for god knows how long. He wrapped his sweatshirt in an attempt to warm up his scarily ghostly pale friend.

Tsukishima wasn't a god, or a supernatural being, he was just a regular human. All he could do was just hug him and keep him warm, that was the least he could do right now, until medical support came.

(A/N: Super short I know, I just had this spur of a weird idea and I couldn't help but write it. And I know I have two X-over fics I have to do, but I just needed a short break from the four animes and something else for a slight change. Since I have 3 current fics at the moment, there will be guaranteed long pauses between each chapter. But I want this fic's chapters short and easy to write, so this wont take as long. Now for information about the actual fic, this will obviously be centered around Tsukishima and Tamaguchi, other characters can make appearances, but nothing too big. And I don't know if this is going to be a bromance or an actual ship, so hold your horsies. And one last thing, there is going to be non-explicit scenes of rape so keep that in mind. Please review and rate ;x;! )