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It’s funny how much things have changed over the years but I hope those feelings of yours are still the same Hinata-kun. I wish I could cheer you on from here but the way things are now, the only thing I can say is: best of luck.
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It was weird, Iwaizumi thought, that despite all his reservations about attending graduation, he was actually a little bit disappointed when the ceremony was postponed until the rain spell died out.
“Aw, you were totally ready to bawl your eyes out too, weren’t you, Iwa-chan?” Oikawa laughed.
“Sh-shut up! You would have cried too if the ceremony had actually happened.”
Oikawa simply grinned and continued to walk along the sides of the low-rise metal roof on the outskirts of the school building.
“You don’t really know for sure if I would have cried.” Oikawa mused thoughtfully. “Besides, we’ve already established that I’m not the one who’s the crybaby here, right?” -
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Iwaizumi was fifteen when he had his first kiss.
It had been just a short brush of his lips against his, and all he could register was the fact that Oikawa’s lips had been chapped beyond belief, dry and cold. But not really unpleasant.
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“So this is where you grew up…” he whispered almost to himself. “I can almost imagine you playing here as a child.”
Hinata found his lips quirking up at the thought. “It was a good childhood, I think. The memories I have of that time are mostly good.”
“Mostly.” Komaeda echoed and grabbed Hinata’s hand, walking forward without much sense of direction.
Hinata’s feet automatically began to take him to the place he’d walked to so many times when coming back from school, and after he’d tired himself from playing out for so long. It was only a few streets away --his home-- and his heart beat uncertainly in his chest at the possibility of finally seeing his parents again. -
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“Hinata?”
“What is it, Kageyama?”
“You won’t leave me will you?” he asked, twisting his fingers together and thinking of Azumane, crying alone in the playground, screaming for his guardian angel to come back. What a sad little boy. “You’ll always be here to hit my tosses, right?”
Hinata only smiled and pushed the cover over Kageyama’s head, giggling when he protested. “Stop thinking so much, Kageyama! You’ll get wrinkles before you turn twenty!”