Sorry for the long wait! This has not been proof read, so I apologize for any mistakes in advance. I also changed the point of view. This is probably the last chapter that follows the anime/manga aside from matches. This is gonna be a train wreck, I'm sure.

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own any rights to Haikyuu!

Oikawa woke up earlier than usual on the morning of the practice match against Karasuno. He thought maybe it was due to his excitement at the possibility he would see Kageyama fall deeper into his own demise. Despite waking up earlier he stayed in bed staring at his ceiling. During his sophomore year of high school Tooru's parents allowed him to put a decal of the Orion Nebula on his ceiling. Tooru of course thought he should add his own flare to the mural, but he was unsure at what to do.

Oikawa's attention was stolen from his mural to the sunlight streaming through the slight opening of dark purple curtains. He rolled to his side and checked his alarm clock. Bright red numbers showed the time was currently 6:01 A.M. Deciding to start getting ready his switched off the alarm that was due to go off in four minutes. Taking in a deep breath, Oikawa stood up beginning his normal morning routine.

Massive grey clouds slowly rolling through the sky indicated a storm was brewing. Oikawa did not care for rain and he did not plan on his day being turned around so suddenly earlier this afternoon.

At practice this a first year was working on receives, while Oikawa was nearby stretching. He heard people yelling 'Captain', before he hit the floor. The force of the impact knocked the air out of his lungs. When he opened his eyes he assessed his condition and watched the panicked first year scramble away. Tooru forced a smile while pulling himself up off the ground. Then he felt a familiar pain creep up his leg. Iwa-chan had watched the whole thing happen and Oikawa knew that meant he would be paying a visit to the sports therapist. After waiting for an hour in the nurses office he therapist finally showed up. He noted that Oikawa had a slight sprain, but he assumed Oikawa knew how to handle this kind of injury.

So now here he was walking back to the gym on this gloomy day where he knew that the teams were well into the 2nd set. Oikawa opened the door without a sound and casually walked up to his team, not giving Karasuno… Kageyama…. his acknowledgement. Oikawa did this to show he was in control.

The coach was sitting on the bench in front of him. The coach noticed the looks of his player and turned his head around to see Oikawa, "How's the ankle?"

Tooru smiled and made the O.K. hand gesture, "It's fine. I can get back to regular practice. It was just a slight sprain"

Relieved and still seemingly irritated the coach turned his head back around facing the court," For crying out loud! Be careful. You're the one that asked to play against Kageyama. What do we do without our official setter? It's embarrassing."

"I'm sorry." Oikawa still smiling knew the coach was not as frustrated as he voice would he reached up and placed his hand on the back of his head ruffling his hair.

"Oikawa-san, take care of yourself!" a girl standing near the railing on the second floor shouted out.

This pleased Oikawa, he waved at the fan-girls that squealed in return.

Overhearing Kageyama talking about him to his new team, he felt that now would be the perfect time to allowKageyama …..Suddenly a familiar voice that did not belong to Kageyama caught Oikawa's attention as he pivoted to face Kageyama.

He did not see anyone he knew. Strange he thought, no one looked familiar.

Closing his eyes and waving like a child," Yoo-hoo! Long time no see, Tobio-chan. So nice to see you. You still doing the King thing?"

Kageyama turned his head around to meet the curious looks from his team,"I learned serving and blocking by watching him play. His skills are extremely high. But we have to focus on the match now. We're going to win the final set for sure."

Oikawa was pleased by this reaction. Silly, Tobio

"Y-Yeah!" a familiar voice shakily agreed.

Before Oikawa could search for this voice he felt the overbearing pressure of someone trying to intimidate him. Opening his eyes to meet the person who was challenging him, he saw a tan guy with a shaved head.

Kageyama yelled out to the man wearing a very twisted face that left an uncomfortable feeling with Oikawa. Mostly due to fact that Oikawa knew the man (which he now learned was Tanaka) would be plagued with wrinkles early on, he was sure the man was already developing more defined forehead lines.

The coach snapped back pointing in the direction of the sidelines. "Get warmed up, even more than usual."

"Okay." Oikawa reached up to touch the back of his head again. Walking to the side lines Oikawa could feel Kageyama staring at him, this earned Tobio a glare which could be on par with that of a demons.

As the set began he shrugged off his white and mint track jacket and pants. Oikawa warmed up he watched the set. He really did not think that Kageyama would be doing as well as he had been,but maybe the team had not gotten to witness too much of the king yet. A flash of orange darted across the court from one side of the net to the other. Unsure who….or what (maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him.) exactly it was because as soon as it happened it was over and from his position he could only clearly see 4 of the six players. Once he felt ready walking up behind the coach still sitting on the bench with a scowl. Taking a look at the scoreboard, he understood why.

"Oh my. We're in a crisis."

"Did you get warmed up?"

"Perfectly." Oikawa flashed his grin, forming an O.K. sign.

The whistle blew which signaled a member change. Oikawa switched out with Kunimi,"Leave the rest to your Senpai."

"Yes." Kunimi headed toward the bench.

The Oikawa fan club was now screaming with excitement their star was now entering the court.

Oikawa was handed the ball and placed in the serving position, "No matter how strong your offense is, it means nothing if you can't connect to it." He said pointing at the tall blonde in the back

He then ran and leaped into the air executing a beautiful jump serve. The tall blonde was hit square in the shoulder, gritting his teeth as the ball caused him obvious pain. A few students standing on the second floor shouted and ran as the volleyball's trajectory appeared to be heading directly for them after making contact with the blonde's shoulder.

"Tsukki!" a boy with greenish hair and freckled yelped from Karasuno's bench. He used this time to check out the other players he couldn't see while on the side line. However he could only register the man standing in the back corner as Tanaka, as for the other member Kindaichi had managed to block his view. This lead Oikawa to believe this person must be short, therefore; he's probably the team's libero.

"Just as I thought. I watched part of the match. You, number 6, you're no good at receives, are you?"

Successfully shaking up the other team, "Okay, let's score another point."

He once again performed a beautiful jump serve with the volleyball's aim at the tall blonde.

Tsukki he assumed, grimaced as the ball made contact with his arm.

"Oh, one more point and then we are tied."

"Hey! You, Grand King!"

Ah, that familiar voice again he thought. In that moment the person he thought was the teams libero stepped to the side and Oikawa now saw the short person standing on the opposite side of the court.

Oh. Oikawa's eyes widen and his heart began beating so rapidly that he was sure a heart attack would follow suit.

Across the court a short boy with orange hair danced around demanding that Oikawa should aim at him.

Memories surfaced, playing like a movie reel in Tooru's head:

The day he was awarded best setter.

The day his team lost against Shiratorizawa.

The boy's bright amber eyes, those kind..also strange words spilling out of his mouth, his small frame

Oikawa spent weeks waiting for the boy and thought of him many times.

A force like a hurricane and just as bright as the sun.

Now years later the mysterious boy was standing on the other side of the net.

"GRAND KING!"

Ripped from the movie playing over his mind Oikawa's shocked expression remained intact, it was not gone unnoticed by Kageyama or Iwa.

'Grand king?' now puzzled at this nickname the smaller boy had given him.

The tall blonde barked out at the riled up fire ball," Stop raising a fuss. It's embarrassing."

"What did you say?"

At this moment a sharp pain tore through Oikawa's chest, in was then he realized he had not taken a breath since the moment he saw the orange headed boy. Taking in a hitched breath Oikawa watched the two younger members bicker as he tried to calm down, his heart would not let him.

After all, he spent so much time thinking about what could have happened to the boy and now he could get all of these answers. Yet, here he is in the middle of a game. While it may be a practice match Oikawa still loves volleyball more than anything on this planet, and even more than his undying curiosity about aliens. His heart was honestly trying to ruin him.

"In volleyball, everyone on this side of the net is your ally." The boy now facing Tsukishima spread his arms open wide

The blonde bit his bottom lip looking disgusted at the smaller boy.

Tanaka chimed, but Oikawa closed his eye trying to focus on the game. He needed to calm down, but he could not stop thinking about talking to the boy.

That's it He just has to corner him before the team leave. He could keep his hormones and questions together at least until the end of the set. It's really a miracle that this afternoon had landed him in the nurses' office. If he had discovered the boy before the game started he is sure he would drag him off somewhere.

When it was clear Karasuno was ready to continue Oikawa heard the captain say something about how he would receive the ball. A smirk reached Oikawa's face at the thought of one person doing receiving.

"You can't defend it all by yourself." He spoke as he jumped in the air getting in position to spike the volleyball.

Surprisingly enough the blonde managed to receive the ball, Oikawa realized he gave up some of his power for accuracy.

"He got it. Good for him…however this is our chance ball. There sweet, sweet chance ball"

Oikawa bumped the ball up into the air passing it to Yahaba," Score it good,guys."

Yahaba then set the ball for the middle blocker Kindaichi. It would have been a perfect play if it weren't for sunshine's quick speed and insane jumping ability.

Though Oikawa had seemed composed his eyes were dissecting the smaller player whom was now across the court in a split second and in the air.

Oikawa's iris shrunk as he locked eyes with a pair of blazing amber eyes. He gasped as his body became unresponsive, all he could do was stare at the flying Karasuno player. He's staring right in his soul again.

The ball landed with thud near Oikawa that remained still until he heard the bounce of the ball. Tuning his head to make sure that the ball had actual stopped. Silence filled the air, followed by a belated whistle blow signaling a point for Karasuno. Shocked sounds and expressions rippled through the witnesses to the insane quick. The orange headed boy just stood there looking like some kind of hungry beast that Oikawa felt reflected how he feels. While the rest of his team was angry at the loss, Oikawa did not even bother holding back a smile.

I want him. I want him. I want him. I want him. I want him. This phrased repeated itself like a broken record in depths of Oikawa's brain.

The respective teams lined up and were dismissed. Before Oikawa could hunt down the boy his coach approached him talking about what he thought of the game. Oikawa had nothing to say ….. at least not to his coach. Within minutes Oikawa had rushed off to the locker room wasting no time in changing and checking himself out to assure he was up to his own standards.

Oikawa tucked his hands in his pockets and headed toward the front gate, he knew Karasuno would have no choice to leave this way. Now he was waiting at the front gate of Aobajosai. This reminded him of waiting in front of his middle school for the boy that never showed up. Funny, he thought to be reunited in this setting.

Hearing a deep voice and slow steps he was relieved.

"but frankly, if we were facing Seijoh and Oikawa in an all-out match, we would be lacking."

The captain he identified.

"Spoken like a true captain." Leaning against the brick wall with his arms crossed.

"You know your stuff." Oikawa chimed giving the team one of his fan girl worthy smiles.

Oikawa's favorite voice was quick to respond," The Grand king makes his entrance!"

Hiding behind the delinquent looking Tanaka, the boy was possibly trying to imitate his older team member, but the closeness of the two had made Oikawa feel sick. However his poker face did not falter.

"You got a problem, dude?" Tanaka was closing the distance between Oikawa and himself.

"What do you want?" The shorter boy was echoing after Tanaka

"Wanna fight?"

"Yeah, wanna fight?"

Pushing himself off the brick and uncrossing his arms only to wave them off as being silly.

"Don't be so hostile. You, little one."

"Huh?!"

"Your last one-touch and broad attack were amazing."

"Huh? Oh…" The smaller boy started blushing and reached for the back of his head, obviously a little embarrassed.

Oikawa's expression darkened, his eyes glazed as his innocent smile was replaced by a sly one. He wanted to rip this boy away from Tanaka,but he knew he was surrounded by Karasuno.

"Let's give it all we got the next time, right from the start. You didn't get to see out set up. Oh, yes, and we'll be improving our serves, too."

Noticing the challenging looks from the member of Karasuno….and the curious look from the shortest boy he decided to continue.

"It's true, your offense was amazing, but your receives aren't polished. You'll reach your limit very quickly. I'm not the only one who hits powerful serves." Oikawa started walking towards the Tanaka…..or rather the person clutching on to the back of Tanaka's black track jacket.

He felt waves of anger slam into him as soon as he was next to the smaller boy. This raised a challenge in Oikawa's heart which he chose to announce. "The inter-High preliminaries are coming up soon. Don't get eliminated, okay?"

He stopped lifting his arm to point a finger at Kageyama, "Because I want to pulverize my dear underclassman, setter-on-setter, in an official match."

The orange headed boy darted over to Tsukishma grabbing on to the blonde jacket," We will work on our receives!"

The blonde jerked his arm up trying to make his teammate release his grip,"Let go!"

"Receivers don't improve overnight. Ask the captain. He should know."

Deciding against corning him ….. Oikawa looked at the boy demanding his attention.

He should probably wait for a more private setting.

"Later " He smiled as if he had just been surrounded by cute puppies and began his stroll toward the exit. Kageyama was still burning holes into the back of his head as he walked away.

Oikawa stopped and turned around when he noticed the team had almost reached the bus. He wanted one last look at Chibi before heading home.

He knew tomorrow he would be at Karasuno.

Only when Oikawa turned around he was less than 4 feet from the guy he was pinning over.

The boy was obviously shaking. A lightness was fluttering in Oikawa's stomach. Perhaps this boy remembered him…his heart was once again picking up its pace.

"Just because you're the Grand king doesn't mean that we can't win!" As chibi spoke he lost color.

Guess not, Oikawa thought sighing.

"Would you like me to help you?"

"What?"

"I can help you with receives and serves…do you want my help?"

Oikawa was actually scared of rejection and feared that if the boy said no now, the he might be able to talk to him again.

"But… you have a team, right?" Chibi gained back some of his color and took a step toward Oikawa.

Conjuring up some sort of reasonable explanation, Oikawa could feel the blush creep across his cheeks as the boy took another step closer. He could reach out and touch him now….

"Volleyball may be a team sport, but if you only practice with team members then you might find yourself in a situation that limits your potential."

It was obvious the boy wasn't sold on this explanation so Oikawa went on," You know everyone always has someone that they practice with on another team. Everyone likes to pretend it's a 'Secret', so I doubt anyone will actually confront you about this."

Chibi nodded taking in the information he was given.

"You know how some of your team members will practice with community volleyball members, it's just like that….only since we will play against each other one day, so it's kept a secret."

"OH!" The orange headed boy smiled pulling out his cell phone from his black duffel bag.

Oikawa took his phone out as well, hoping that they could exchange line information. His silent prayer was answered as a new contact pinged on his phone asking him to accept the new contact.

"Hinata Shoyo?" Oikawa questioned.

"Hinata!" both of them snapped up and looked to the yell, that Oikawa knew came from Kageyama.

Kageyama was walking around the bus obviously looking for Hinata along with a guy who had a nice build and silver hair.

The shorter boy in front of Oikawa flashed the most beautiful smile Oikawa had ever seen and waved. His heart was surely leaping out of his chest.

"This is our secret now, Hinata." He brought a finger to his mouth in a shushing gesture.

" Thank-k y-y-you, Grand King!"

Oikawa winked at Hinata who was currently transforming into a tomato.

"Dammit, Hinata!" At that the boy was quick on his heels running to Kageyama. After spotting Hinata, Kageyama rushed to his side. Kageyama grabbed Hinata roughly by the wrist and pulled him on to the bus cursing. Both of them were whacked on the head by the captain as they loaded onto the bus.

When Oikawa saw Hinata being yanked around around by Kageyama, he was reminded of his last memory of the smaller boy.

Thirty minutes had passed since the bus left and the sun was almost completely set. Oikawa had been standing on the sidewalk where he had finally been able to meet the mysterious boy from his past. Dark clouds thundered and rain quickly followed. At this Oikawa had decided he had stared at the new contact on his phone long enough. He finally had a name; Hinata Shoyo. On his short walk to a nearby convenience store to pick up an umbrella he thought of all the things he could say to younger boy.

Fresh out of the shower, Oikawa collapsed onto his bed just wearing a mint towel over his waist. Pick up his phone he looked at all the drafts he had written to send, but couldn't decide in the end. He tapped the top corner of Hinata's contact to reveal a picture of the orange headed boy making a peace sign. Closing his eye's he made comparisons from how the boy had changed physically in the last few years. Probably grew …an inch or two at most, however it was obvious Hinata had more defined muscles. Oikawa's urge to be closer to the boy was beginning to show.

As one of his hands had made its way below the towel a ping erupted from his cellphone.

Hinata Shoyo: I would like 2 practice with u soon.