I am back! Sorry for the lateness of this story. I just want to make an important clarification before I get on with the story

PLEASE READ! There will not be a continuation of Where the Feathers Fall, but I am writing this story as a remake of it. I promise you that this will be better 100%. It will be longer, it will be better quality, and the plot will be better (I think). After the story finished, I realized that the plot had holes, it was really rushed, and I did not have a feel for it. Therefore, in the sequel's place, I am writing this. Thank you for your understanding.

In addition, this story will be up on Archive of Our Own when I get the chance.

This will be the only disclaimer for this story: I don't own Haikyuu, any of its characters, just my depressing plot.

All Warnings are in the description, so read that.

I promise in later chapters that the A.N's won't be long. In fact, I don't think there will be any except for a few.

On with the story now!

"Kageyama, nice serve!"

Hinata watched as the ball was thrown up into the air. His eyes gleamed with interested as he watched the volleyball soar through the air. The way it spun, the way it turned with such great accuracy. It was obviously a great toss. Hinata watched the way Kageyama ran towards the ball; so graceful. He paused now that the ball reached its highest point, and jumped. His arm swung around in a swinging motion and his palm connected with the ball. The force from the swing and the momentum sent the ball flying through the air in a perfect ark. So cool! Hinata thought. He watched as Kageyama landed on the ground with graceful thud. Hinata noticed how his shirt rose up which showed off his vague six-pack…Wait, why am I thinking this!

Unfortunately, Hinata also watched as the ball sailed over the net, heading in the direction of Hinata. Shit! Sadly, due to the weird ass thoughts Hinata had of Kageyama in the middle of a match, Hinata couldn't move. He watched as his vision went black as the volleyball connected with his face. The impact from the serve sent Hinata off is feet, and cause him to fall to the ground with a thud. Hinata let out a surprised yelp as a pain shot up from his butt to his back.

Once the volleyball had left his face, his vision had cleared. All of the volleyball members, well actually some, crowded around the flustered Hinata. The pain in his ass and back had subsided, and his dirty thoughts had cleared. He rubbed his hand against his neck as a nervous gesture. He felt embarrassed.

"Hinata! Are you alright?" Suga asked, handing Hinata a water bottle. Hinata took a small sip and handed it back to Suga. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's not anything I'm not used to anyways…"

"That's something you shouldn't be proud of." Nishinoya said, offering Hinata a hand to help him up, which Hinata gladly took. "I'm not proud of it!" Hinata spat back, standing up from his uncomfortable position on the floor.

"It sure seemed like it."

All heads turned to see the where the voice was coming from. On the other side of the net, away from the little huddle, stood a very pissed off Kageyama. He had a menacing, angry aura, like one of those that you would see in a manga or anime. Reflexively, Hinata slowly backed away as the ticked Kageyama made his way across the volleyball court, slowly making his way closer to Hinata.

"Hinata let me ask you something." Hinata's eyes became wide as his back collided with the wall. Since Hinata couldn't back away any further, Kageyama continued to close in on Hinata. His hair was covering his eyes, so he couldn't read the expression on his face.

"Kageyama, that's enough. It was an accident, no need to be mad." Daichi said, reaching out an arm in front of Kageyama in an attempt to stop him.

Completely ignoring Daichi, Kageyama continued his angry march towards Hinata, who was cowering against a wall. With every step, he became closer and closer to Hinata until he was eventually right in front of him. Swallowing up all his fears, Hinata stood up straight from his cowering, crouching position, looking Kageyama straight in the eyes, which were no longer covered by his hair.

"Why the fuck were you spacing out, dumbass?"

Kageyama was using his height to his advantage, as he stood over Hinata with a pissed off expression. Unable to tell Kageyama the truth, Hinata was hopelessly looking for a response.

Kageyama relaxed his stance as a firm hand appeared on his shoulder. "I said, that's enough."

Kageyama turned around to see Daichi standing behind him with a stern expression on his face. Hinata calmed down now that Kageyama wasn't angry anymore. Ok fine, he was still angry, but at least he wasn't as hostile.

"Ok, that's enough for today, good job everyone! Make sure you clean up before you leave, and get a good night's sleep. You don't want to be tired at practice tomorrow, because were gonna work extra hard! Oh, and don't forget, there will be a joint practice session this Wednesday. Yes, I know, it was supposed to be on the weekend, but the schedule has changed. That's all for tonight boys!" Coach Ukai's voice echoed through the gym causing everyone to stop what they were doing, including Kageyama and Daichi's little argument.

"Gomen, Hinata, Daichi." Kageyama said, before walking off in the direction of the volleyball net to help clean up. Hinata followed Kageyama's example to help him take down the volleyball net.

"Hey, Kageyama, sorry for spacing out earlier." Hinata said, in an attempt to make conversation with Kageyama as they were taking the net down from the poles.

"Just don't do it again, dumbass." Kageyama replied simply.

After everything was cleaned up and put away, everyone headed out to his or her respective destinations. Kageyama and Hinata, however, continued walking until they reached the fork in their paths.

"Say, Hinata, do every get weird thoughts once in a while?"

A car legitimately almost ran Hinata's bike over as Hinata chocked on the water he was currently drinking, which caused him to loosen his grip on his bike. Fortunately, he caught just in time before it could tumble into the street. After recovering from the minor coughing fit, Hinata turned his head to face a very serious Kageyama. He couldn't know about earlier, could he?

"W-What do yo mean by that…?" Hinata stumbled with his selection of words.

There was a short pause before Kageyama started walking again, turning his back to Hinata. "Forget about, it was nothing. Our walking stops here, I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and don't forget, I'll win the race to school for sure tomorrow." Kageyama said, while waving at Hinata. His back was still turned so Hinata couldn't see the smirk that was on Kageyama's face.

"No, I'll win Bakageyama!" Hinata yelled back at him. Maybe the thought was only a one time only thing after all…

After Kageyama left, Hinata got on his bike and proceeded to pedaling down the street towards his house. Hinata let out and exasperated sigh as he felt little droplets fall on his shoulder. The one time Hinata forgot his poncho, it rains. Since it was April, it rained more frequently. Luckily, he was close to home so he wouldn't get too wet.

As Hinata approached his house, he began to wonder if he was forgetting something, very important that was supposed to take place today. Sighing in frustration, Hinata began pedaling faster. When his house was in sight, there was something off about ot. Pedaling into the driveway, he was cautious to make sure he didn't hit the car.

Wait a minute, this isn't my car!

Panic spread throughout his body and mind as his vision veered over to the window. The light was on, and Hinata saw two adult figures at the window, talking. Since there was a curtain, he couldn't make out who was at the window. Hinata was obviously forgetting something very important, and just couldn't remember it.

Slowly approaching the door, careful not to make too much noise, he parked his bike and silently pulled out his house key. After inserting it into the key hole, he turned his hand in a swift motion, and opened up the house door.

Looking to his left, which was where his living room was, he noticed that the door was open. Now that he was inside of the house, he could now identify who the two figures were. One was, obviously, his mom. The other figure was…

"Hello Shoyo! I have exciting news for you! Your dad just got back from his business trip that was in America, and he's staying for a whole five months! Isn't that awesome some Shoyo!"

So that's what I was forgetting! Dad was coming back! How could I forget something so important!

"Yeah, that's awesome!" Hinata exclaimed with a bright smile on his face. He hadn't seen his dad in years because he was off on a business trip across the world. Having him back should be a very enjoyable experience.

"Unfortunately…"

Hinata's smile faltered as he turned his head to stare at his mom, who was looking down at the floor with a frown on her face. She looked up from the ground to meat Hinata in the face.

"Natsu is going to Japan's National Youth Spelling Bee tomorrow, so you will be alone with your father. It is not until Thursday, but we are leaving early to check in and adapt to the place. It is an unfamiliar part of Japan, after all. We won't be getting back until Sunday, and today is Monday, so we are going to be gone for about a week. But don't worry! When we get back, I'll make sure that we get some family time." Hinata could see the disappointment in her gleam, and attempted to cheer her up a bit.

"Don't worry mom, it's fine! Besides, this gives my dad and me extra Father-Son bonding time! Right dad?" Hinata pumped his fists while looking over at his dad, who was smiling like crazy. "Yes my dear, Shoyo's right. You don't have to worry about anything."

After those words, Hinata's mom relaxed her shoulders. Sighing, she got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen. "We'll be leaving tomorrow morning, but don't worry. Natsu and I will make sure we say our goodbye's before heading out. By the way, Shoyo, you must be hungry. What do you want for dinner?"

Taking off his shoes and entering his house, he headed towards the stairs. "Nothing, I'm not hungry tonight." After replying to his mom, Hinata started walking up the stairs. Even though he should be spending time with his father, he was tired. He would get enough Father-Son bonding time during the week/weekend for sure.

Since he didn't shower after afternoon practice, he got ready for his shower. After setting out his pajamas on the bed and being undressed, he heads into the bathroom. Making sure the water isn't too cold or too hot, he turned the water on. Since he had a lot of homework to do, he wouldn't be taking a bath because he had to be quick.

As Hinata started showering, his mind started to wander. Without realizing it, he began thinking back to afternoon practice.

The way he performed his jump serve, was like a bird soaring through the sky. So graceful and elegant, yet intimidating and powerful. He really does scare me a lot. His landing was absolutely flawless. Especially, at the point of impact, where his shirt rose up to reveal his vaguely toned abs. Oh how I wish…

Wait! What the hell am I thinking!

In a panic, Hinata rushed out of the shower, not bothering cleaning off the remains of soap particles that still lay on his skin. After flying out of the bathroom in a record-setting speed, he busted into his room, almost tripping over his trashcan. Slamming the door shut, he rested his back against it. He slowly started sinking down to the point where he was sitting on the floor of his room, knees up, and back against the wall. Looking over to his left, he glanced at the mirror.

Oh God…

Hinata was severely blushing. His cheeks were a bright, crimson red, and his hair was shaggy from being wet. His blush became a shade deeper when he realized he was still naked. Letting out a gasp, he dashed to his bed and began throwing on his clothes.

After getting fully dressed, he flopped onto his bed. Too lazy and too tired to do homework, he took out his laptop and opened it up. Trying to distract him from his weird ass thoughts, Hinata started browsing through volleyball articles and videos. Eventually, he came across a website that has all different kinds of volleyball relating things. Videos, gear, advice, tips, nation team stats, professional staff. It was perfect. Hinata was sure to show this website to his team someday.

He clicked on this one video labeled: How to make your quick unstoppable.

Obviously interested, Hinata clicked on the video. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders as an advertising video popped up with no skip ad option. He rested his head against his pillow and relaxed his eyes, trying to patiently wait the ad out. Unfortunately, his eyes began to droop and he almost fell asleep due to his extreme fatigue and tiredness. To keep himself from not falling asleep before the video, he opened his eyes.

Worst mistake every made…

To Hinata's displeasure, the ad was on some gay romance novel that apparently had just come out. Gay. The word echoed in his mind like a mega-phone in a big room. That word was going to haunt Hinata forever, and he was going to regret it.

Gay…Am I….g-gay?

No, Hinata was not gay. He's had a crush on a girl before, and the thought has never crossed his mind. Therefore, he is not gay!

Hinata's never seen or heard of a gay sports player, nor does he think he ever will. Being gay in Japan was like being a flamingo in a group of tigers. They just don't belong. One thing that did surprise Hinata, was the fact that one word could change a person's life forever. It just didn't make any sense. One moment Hinata was fine as crap, playing volleyball like your average high schooler, but now, Hinata wasn't an average high schooler. He was a gay high schooler.

Wait! I'm not gay! I just saw the word and got flustered, that's all! Calm down, Hinata, calm the fuck down. Shit!

Hinata slammed his laptop shut and pounded his bed with the balls of his fist. He began punching and punching until his knuckles turned red from all the friction and pressure. This wasn't supposed to happen. Hinata was just supposed to be innocently watching a volleyball video; trying to get some more useful insight on quicks.

But no! Instead, the universe took a turn for the worst, and showed Hinata the damned video; the damned video, which had the damned cursed word in it. Now, when Hinata should be sleeping peacefully, he is questioning his sexuality.

I'm straight I'm straight I'm straight I'm straight….I'M STRAIGHT!

Hinata screamed into his pillow in frustration. Being gay was wrong in society, so Hinata has to be straight. On the other hand, does he?

No, shut up! I am straight!

Hinata continued to think thoughts in an attempt to convince him that he was straight. Failing, he threw his arms up in the air and wailed. This was getting absolutely nowhere.

Almost falling off the bed, Hinata jumped in surprise as his father opened the door to his room. He didn't even hear him walking down the hall! "Shoyo, you are making too much noise. It's midnight and your sister and mother are sound asleep. You don't want to wake them up, do you? The have a big day tomorrow. Go to sleep." His father said in a tired tone. It was obvious he was tired too, but not tired enough to sleep through Hinata's antics.

"S-sorry dad. I'll be quiet and go to sleep." Hinata fell back down on his bed, and pulled the covers over his body. His dad left without another word, and closed the door as quietly as possible.

Silently cursing himself for being so loud, Hinata attempted to sleep. He no longer wanted to look at the volleyball video; too afraid to see what will happen if he does. After realizing that he won't be getting any sleep, he reluctantly grabbed his laptop and opened it again. The ad had already played through, and the video was ready to be played. Hinata didn't have time that right now, though.

Instead, he went on google and searched something that he was going to regret later on.

How to tell if your gay?

Scared of what he's going to find, he reluctantly pressed the enter key on his laptop, and threw his mouth open when he saw the results.

Apparently, this was a pretty big deal. There were billions of results, and all looked very similar. After closing his mouth, taking a deep breath, and preparing for the worst, Hinata clicked on the very first option.

It was a professional personality quiz taking site thing, so Hinata assumed the results were going to be accurate. After all, it did say results are 99% accurate. The quiz read: Are you gay? As if the quiz had read Hinata's mind, there was a disclaimer right above the quiz. As Hinata let his eyes gaze upon the disclaimer, he read it:

So, this goes out to all the people taking this quiz. Just know that if you turn out to be gay, that is perfectly fine, even if some of society doesn't accept it. Also know, that there is a part of society that cares.. I know that more than 99% of the people taking this now are afraid of what result they will get. You are taking this quiz because you are questioning your sexuality. First, kudos to those who were brave enough to take this quiz. Just know that preference means nothing, and that the homophobes out there are haters. Just ignore the haters. You are perfect just the way you are! It is okay to be gay! Anyways, I hope all of you get the memo, and if not it's ok. Just take your time. Now, on with the quiz!

Hinata sat frozen in his bead, reading the disclaimer. His eyes stayed locked on the disclaimer. The word now was taunting him even more than before. So apparently being gay really isn't ok with society. I thought these types of disclaimers were supposed to help people! Panicking, he quickly pressed the Let's Start button and began the quiz of fate.

The first question had been fairly simple and straightforward. The next question however had a little more thought put into it. The farther Hinata got into the quiz, the harder he had to think deep within himself. After a while, Hinata had been getting very annoyed. The quiz still hadn't ended, even after 40 questions. Finally, at the 50th one, it ended.

The last question was one that Hinata should have been expecting, but didn't expect it. It said: Do you think you're gay?

Hinata had to ponder on that question for quite a while. Up until recently, Hinata hadn't had any disturbing thoughts, other than the one at afternoon practice. He has had a crush on a girl before, but could he really call that a crush?

It was in elementary school on the popular girl in class. Everyone liked her, do Hinata decided he would like her too.

That doesn't really count as a crush, so Hinata hasn't had a crush on a girl.

But…

He hasn't had one on a guy either. Would that make him asexual?

No! I'm not asexual, because I like Kageyama. Wait what? I do? No, just fucking no! I don't have a crush on Kageyama! But I don't like girls…but I don't like guys! Or do I…No!

Hinata thought he was having a panic attack, but quickly silenced himself at the thought of his father coming into his room again, angry. Honestly, Hinata had no idea what he was, and that thought terrified him. How could one simple thought, that was probably just puberty, get him so riled up? On top of that, the ad that contained the one simple word potentially ruined his life forever. Wait, scratch that, not entirely. Hinata could be asexual, but that would make no sense considering the thought he had of Kageyama during afternoon practice. One thing that did bother Hinata though, was the fact that he hadn't thought of Kageyama that way before, even when they were changing in the club room.

Hinata thought his head was going to explode from all of this overthinking. He had been staring at the screen the whole time, in a state of deep thought, and hadn't made any attempt at answering the question.

Who knew such a simple question could cause such major overthinking.

Hinata looked at the clock. It read: 1:07. So, Hinata had been taking this quiz for a little over an hour. Hinata's eyes had begun to droop again, and he was beginning to feel tired. He had morning practice tomorrow, and he didn't want to slack off in practice tomorrow. Sighing, he looked over at the computer screen, and attempted to answer the final question.

Hinata knew that lying wouldn't do him any good, but he didn't really know the answer to the question either. Even though there should be an 'I don't know' option, there wasn't, and Hinata knew that he had to make a choice, quickly. It was almost 1:15, and Hinata was getting extremely tired. After a lot of sighing and shrugging of the shoulders, Hinata made his decision.

Focusing his vision on the question and the answers, his hand slowly moved over to the mouse pad on his laptop. Pressing his fingers against it, he began moving it so that the pointer on the screen reached its desired destination.

Closing his eyes, he pressed the mouse pad. With tears falling down his face, he silently answered one simple word.

Yes

Kageyama began nervously tapping the pads of his fingers against the phone. He was trying to pass time by browsing through his phone in an attempt to calm down his nerves. Ever since the afternoon practice ended, Kageyama's thoughts began flowing restlessly. He wanted to know what the heck was going through Hinata's mind.

He had obviously been staring at him during afternoon volleyball practice, but he just didn't know the reason why.

Why would the shrimp be staring at me, let alone thinking about me?

Sure, it was just a simple hunch, but most of Kageyama's hunches eventually end up being correct. While he was serving, Hinata looked pale, almost, and was deeply staring at Kageyama with those light, chocolate brown eyes of his. Not only was he staring, but he was also looking at something. That something being Kageyama, who happened to be serving at the time of Hinata's spacing out shenanigans.

Obviously not helping Kageyama calm down his nerves, he threw his phone across the room , causing it to land with a thump.

Fortunately, Kageyama didn't have to worry about waking up his parents, because he didn't have any. Well, he did, but they were off in America on some business trip for the month. His neighbor, who also happened to be his mother's best friend, would frequently stop by the house to check up Kageyama occasionally.

Kageyama threw his head against his pillow, and pulled the covers up and over his head. He was currently in his bed drowning in his own thought about afternoon practice, obviously getting no sleep. Kageyama has tried falling asleep, but his body showed no hint of tiredness despite his minds overwhelming fatigue.

Hinata's thoughts weren't any of Kageyama's business, unless they were life-threating, but since they were obviously about him, Kageyama thought he deserved the right to know.

Maybe he has a crush on me?

No, that was impossible. Kageyama was the only gay person in the school, in all of Miyagi, in all of Japan, and in the whole world as far as Kageyama's knowledge goes. Ok fine, that was a little far-fetched, but that was what Kageyama felt like. Nobody knew he was gay except himself, and he intended to keep it that way for the rest of his life. The only was he would spill his secret would be if all of society and the entire world accepted the LBGT community, and everyone knew that that would not happen. Even though there is that 1% of people that accepted them, that's not enough.

How one thought could lead to another really astonished Kageyama, as he grunted in displeasure and rolled over to one side, still under the comfort of his bed covers. Curious took over him, though, as he peeked his head out from underneath the covers and took a quick glance at the clock.

1:09

I wonder what Hinata is doing right now?

Kageyama did wonder what the shrimp was doing, even though he shouldn't give a crap about what he was actually doing right now. He was curious, though. I wonder if he's thinking about me right now? Wait, what am I thinking right now! Why was Kageyama thinking about Hinata? He has never thought about him like this, so why now? Maybe it had to do with the incident at afternoon practice.

Maybe Kageyama had a crush on Hinata…

No! That was impossible! Kageyama has never shown any romantic feelings towards someone, and wasn't planning to until later on in his life. Crushes, romance, dating, stuff like that; Kageyama wanted nothing to do with it, because it would interrupt and interfere with his volleyball, and volleyball was the only thing that Kageyama wanted to focus on in his life right now. All of that cheesy-romance crap was supposed to happen later on his life, so why now?

Moreover, there was no way Hinata was gay. He was always awkward around girls, and fine around a guy; that was what your typical, straight boy would act like. However, Hinata isn't normal though.

Kageyama desperately needed to calm his thoughts, because they were getting him nowhere. Hinata was not gay, Kageyama did not like him, Hinata did not like him back, and Kageyama was the only gay person he knew. That is how it is supposed to be, and that is what it will be, and is currently. Romance can't change fate.

Screaming a muffled scream in his pillow, Kageyama turned around so he was lying on his belly, and smashed his face into the pillow. He quickly took it out, not wanting to suffocate. Looking over at the clock once more, it read 1:18. Suddenly interested in sleep, he turned over again, this time so that he was lying on his back and was staring directly at the ceiling. Closing his eyes, he thought back again at this afternoon's events. He thought about everything, including the incident at afternoon practice, up until his current thoughts right now.

Kageyama had concluded something very important right before he fell asleep.

Kageyama had concluded something that could either destroy his life forever, or slowly but surely make his life an absolute heaven.

Kageyama had a crush on Hinata

Hinata woke up to the sounds of a loud crash coming from no more than a few feet away from him. Out of fear, he quickly shot up and out of his bed with a quiet cry, afraid that a burglar had intruded his house. Relief washed over him as he looked over only to see his dad. The crash turned out to be Hinata's chair, which was violently thrown across his bedroom. Panic immediately spread through his mind once again, in fear that he was in some serious, deep trouble. He didn't do anything wrong that would get him in trouble, so why was his father so mad?

Processing the situation a little bit better, he realized that here was something in his father's hand. On the other side of his bedroom, his dad was holding his laptop, all while wearing a very angry and disappointed look on his face.

Not completely comprehending the situation, Hinata spoke up and ask his father the question. "Dad, why are you holding my laptop? Did I do something wrong?" Trying to figure out what he had exactly done, he thought back to the events of yesterday. It was impossible that he knew about what had happened at afternoon practice, so that was out of the question. Nothing had happened after school that would have gotten him in serious trouble, and when he got home he did everything he was supposed to do. Wait, crap!

I didn't do my homework!

That was probably why his father was angry with him. He doesn't really know his father all that well, so he was probably one of those fathers who got angry at their children for not doing their homework. He quickly began contemplating excuses in his mind for why he didn't do his homework. He couldn't tell him why he was on his laptop, because his father would kill him for that.

Wait a minute…

Realization quickly rushed through Hinata as his eyes shot open in fear. His gaze drifted towards the laptop. The screen was pointing towards his father, who was angrily looking at the screen. Shit! I've been caught!

"Shoyo, what the hell is this!" His father's deep voice boomed through his bedroom as he turned the laptop in his hands so that the screen was facing towards Hinata. His father reached out his arm and pointed a finger at the screen. It was still on the quiz page, and apparently Hinata had been too tired to stay awake long enough to see the results.

On the screen, in big, bold letters, it read: 'CONGRADULATIONS! YOU ARE GAY!'

Underneath that, were two whole paragraphs on why the results were what they were, self-confidence shit, and probably some other comforting crap that he didn't really care about. Above everything was the label: Are you gay? Take the quiz to find out, and another whole paragraph on the company, society, and other boring shit he didn't really care about either.

All Hinata was focused on was the big, bold letters that confirmed his sexuality. He was also focused on finding an excuse he would use to get out of this mess. With no such luck, he let his instincts take over and began spitting out words.

"I-I-i-ts-ss n-not w-w-hat y-you think…! I-I-I c-can explain!" Hinata began vigorously waving his arms in front of his face, trying his best to explain the current situation.

"You better explain right now young man!" He said, spitting saliva directly on Hinata's face. Out of frustration and anger, he threw his laptop across the room, which fortunately landed on his bed without a scratch.

"W-Well I-I-I-iii ummmm…. W-well y-y-you s-see, I-I t-tookthequizjusttomakesureiwasstraight! T-That's all I p-promise! I-I p-p-promise I-I'm straight! Thequizislying!" Hinata wasn't sure his father was going to believe the lie that Hinata had made up right on the spot. It wasn't a complete lie, he did take the quiz to make sure he was straight, but the actually being straight part was a lie. With all the stuttering due to panic, Hinata was sure his lie was not going to work.

His father said otherwise, however, when he shrugged his shoulders and relaxed his expression. He was obviously still angry, but thank the lord, not as angry as he was before. "Well, Shoyo, why does the test say otherwise?"

Shit, I am so done for…

Hinata was afraid this was going to happen, so one could say he was rather prepared for this. Taking a long, nerve-relaxing breath, he tried his best to remain calm. In case you were wondering, he failed miserably.

"T-THETESTWASLYINGISWEARPLEASEDON'TKILLME!"

Hinata was a little bit too scared, and was desperately holding on for his life. He was afraid of what would happen if his father had gotten the truth out of him. From what is happen currently, his father was obviously a homophobe, and almost everyone knows what happens between a homophobic father, and a homosexual son.

What Hinata had been expecting was a scolding from his father. What Hinata had been hoping for was his father believing the lie and leave him alone.

What he had not been expecting, was a punch to the face.

When his fist connected with Hinata's eye, Hinata screamed in pain. His vision in his left eye went black, and all he could see was a mixture of blurriness from his right eye. Hinata fell to the ground and landed with a loud thump onto his back. After a few seconds of silence, with the exception of his father's ragged breathing, his vision slowly began to clear.

His father was standing right in front of him, with a look of disgust on his face. He had the fist that he punched Hinata with pointing directly at Hinata, while the other one hung strongly by his side. The fist that he punched Hinata with had blood on it. Hinata pressed his own hand against his left eye, and felt a warm substance flow onto his hand. When he separated his hand from his face, there was blood on his palm.

Holy crap was Hinata's dad strong.

"Now listen up kid, I believe you; for now…If I ever find out that you are gay, or anything related to that type of shit, I will make your living hell, a fucking living hell! Now, that punch right now was just a little sign of what I can do! This is your final and only warning!"

Hinata's father marched his way towards the door, and walked out, slamming the door shut. Before you know it, though, he opened it up again and poked his head out.

"Oh, and for your information, Shoyo, your mother and sister have already left. They left a note on your desk, but I accidently ripped it up, sorry. It's just me and you for the week/weekend, Shoyo!" With that, he closed the door, and walked away slowly.

All Hinata could feel was pain, just straight up pain. Both physically, and mentally. His left eye was throbbing with pain, but it did stop bleeding. Hinata sat there, crying, pulling his knees to his chest. This is what it meant to be gay; a constant bother in society, a constant burden in everyone's lives. Even though he could not admit it, Hinata was gay, and most likely had a crush on Kageyama, who obviously did not like him back. The only thing that ran through Hinata's mind was what he was going to do. Even though he was gay, he could actually be and live like a gay person. Doing that will just result in abuse and torture, which Hinata did not want in his life. If only his father didn't see it, if only Hinata didn't click on the quiz, if only Hinata wasn't gay! All of these thoughts ran through his mind as he cried on the floor. After a few minutes of crying, he looked over at the clock. 9:45. He was late for school, and his friends will start to get suspicious, especially Kageyama. Hinata screamed in frustration, causing the tears to flow faster than before.

This is where Hinata's living hell began.

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