A/N: Short update to get back into the swing of things. Hope you enjoy!

They lost.

After all that work. After everything they had done. All their new plays. All their intelligence. All of it was destroyed. Completely blown away by sheer force.

By Ushiwaka.

"Tooru," Iwaizumi said softly as he walked into the bedroom. Oikawa didn't respond. He didn't want his Iwa-chan to see him right now. Not like this. Oikawa was completely devastated. His eyes were bright red, his nose was running, and he hadn't managed to get even ten minutes of sleep.

There was a deep sigh from the doorway and then the sound of footsteps. Oikawa pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his pillow. His entire body was covered under a thick blanket. A blanket that suddenly moved. Oikawa tightened his hold on the section he had but no one tried to jerk it away from him. Instead, a warm body was suddenly pressed up against him. Oikawa stiffened and continued to keep himself buried. Iwa-chan always told him he was an ugly crier. He didn't want his alpha to see him right now.

"Tooru," Iwaizumi whispered as he curled his arms around Oikawa's waist. Oikawa felt his body relax at the familiar touch but he still refused to turn. He wasn't going to school. Practice had been cancelled for the day. There was no point.

"We still have Spring," Iwaizumi muttered as he placed his chin on Oikawa's shoulder. "We have another chance-"

"It won't do any good," Oikawa cried out, the sobs escaping his throat. The hold on him tightened at the sound. "We tried so hard…the entire team…" the sobs were coming more frantically now. Oikawa couldn't stop them. "The team must hate me-"

"Hey!" Iwaizumi snapped. Before Oikawa knew it, the blanket had been pulled away from their heads and Iwaizumi had rolled him on his back. The alpha moved quickly, straddling Oikawa and placing his hands on either side of his head. Oikawa closed his eyes quickly and tried to turn his head away. At any other time, on any other day, he would be making a crack about the now familiar position and his fiery alpha mate.

Not today.

"Open your eyes," Iwaizumi growled. "Damn it, Oikawa! How could you think any of them –any of us – would think you were anything but amazing?"

Oikawa kept his eyes closed tightly but even then he could feel the tears leaking from his eyes. How could Iwaizumi say that? After everything that had happened…after all the things Oikawa had said to them, all the things he had promised! That this was the year they would finally make it to Nationals, they would finally win against Ushiwaka.

And he failed.

"Look at me!" Iwaizumi whispered and Oikawa's eyes flew open when he heard the break in his alpha's voice. Iwaizumi was staring down at him, his own eyes bloodshot as they travelled over Oikawa's face. Oikawa looked away in shame at the intensity he was under. "Tooru," Iwaizumi said softly, lifting one hand and placing it on Oikawa's face. He used his thump to brush away the tears that Oikawa couldn't seem to stop, no matter how hard he tried. "Listen to me. No one on the team blames you for anything. We are all disappointed, yes. But we have another shot."

"Entrance exams-"

"Don't think for one moment I didn't know you were planning on staying on the team," Iwaizumi cut him off as his mouth twitched upwards. "And I'm not going anywhere. Neither are Mattsun or Makki. We can do this, Tooru. Give it another chance."

Oikawa let his eyes move toward his alpha. Iwaizumi was staring down at him with intensity burning in his eyes. The alpha leaned down slowly and brushed his lips over Oikawa's. Oikawa arched up into the touch. "Come on, Tooru. Say that we'll do it. Say we'll go to Nationals this spring."

Oikawa took a deep breath. "We'll go to Nationals in the Spring," he whispered.

Staring up into his alpha's earnest face, he almost believed it.