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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Kuroo_Tetsurou/Tsukishima_Kei
  Character:
      Tsukishima_Kei, Kuroo_Tetsurou
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-31 Updated: 2017-07-04 Chapters: 8/11 Words: 18265
****** As The Rain Comes Down ******
by EchoXMatsuyama
Summary
     He should have took Yamaguchi’s offer to spend the night. Packing
     could wait one more day, thinking of Nekoma could wait one day, but
     no he wanted to go home. He wasn’t thinking about the monsters that
     lurk at night.
***** One Rainy Evening Pt.1 *****
As The Rain Comes Down
Kei Tsukishima X Tetsuro Kuroo
Summary: He should have took Yamaguchi’s offer to spend the night. Packing
could wait one more day, thinking of Nekoma could wait one day, but no he
wanted to go home. He wasn’t thinking about the monsters that lurk at night.
Disclaimer: I do not own Haikyuu!! Or any of its characters. All that is mine
is this story so please don’t take it.
Warning: This story is going to have some very strong content that is not
suitable for most readers. Read at your own risk, no flames please.
 
Chapter One: One Rainy Evening
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay the night? It’s pretty bad out there.” The
small brown haired teen spoke as he stood behind the crouching blond who was
putting his white tennis shoes one.
“Yeah Yamaguchi, sides’ I have to finish packing for the trip.” The blond
turned to look up at his best friend to give him a reassuring smile.
“Okay Tsuuki, but at least take this umbrella with you.” Moving to the corner
of the archway where the front door was he took hold of a black umbrella and
handed it to his friend.
“Thanks, don’t worry I’ll text you when I get home.” He stood after the last
knot was tied and turned to take the umbrella.
“Kay, but you know,” A pout fell across Yamaguchi’s lips, “The trip isn’t for
another two days.”
Tsukishima gave his smaller friend the, as Yamaguchi likes to call it, the piss
off look, “I know, I just want to get a hard start.”
Yama blinked a few times before a smile crossed his lips, “Oh, I get it, you
just can’t wait tell we spend three days with Nekoma, huh?!”
It was hard for Tsukishima to conceal the small blush that crossed his cheeks.
He hasn’t told anyone about what had happened the last time they were with
Nekoma on a training expedition, even Yamaguchi his best friend.
“Shut up Yamaguchi.” He said turning his head from his friends view.
“Ah, fine, fine I’ll see you tomorrow then.” His voice was filled with humor as
Tsukishima walked to the door and opened it.
“Bye.”
With that Tsukishima walked down the street with the rain pouring around him;
okay maybe pouring was too strong of a word. It was a light drizzle that
pattered against the umbrella above his head. This was usual weather in the
spring and Kei actually enjoyed it. Especially at this time of night when the
street lamps cause the already wet ground to shimmer and reflect causing this
beautiful scene out of a picture.
He let out a sigh as the events of earlier played in his mind, he was a little
mad at himself for blushing when Yamaguchi brought up Nekoma. He thought he had
more self-control then that. Still what he can’t believe is that he even gave
that ass hole his num-
Bring!
Speak of the devil and he shall appear, or at least text. Kei took out his
phone from his back pocket and flipped it open to see his message appear.
‘Tsuuki!! Can’t wait 2 see u, it’s been so long!!’ Kei felt his face grow hot,
why does this idiot have to use such words, but even if he calls Tetsuo Kuroo a
baka he can’t stop the smile across his lips or his fingers moving across the
key board as he quickly text back.
‘Baka, we still have 2 days.’ He messaged back, but he kept the small device in
his hands because he knows the older man won’t take long at all to reply back.
He returned to watching the street before him. He wasn’t that far from his
home, just a couple of blocks to go. The only down side was that he had to walk
through an ally that was almost pitch black. If not for the street lights at
the end he wouldn’t have been able to see at all.
‘I no, jus wanted 2 tell u I cant wait 2 see u! ‘
The smile he was wearing faltered as a question filled his mind; why is Tetsuro
Kuroo talking to him like this? Most of all why is he enjoying it? There was no
real answer he could get to before he realized he was lying on the ground and a
stinging pain erupted from the back of his head. He fought to focus his vision
and to pull himself to his feet, but all he could manage to do was push his
body onto all fours and look up to see a tall shadow leaning over him. The rain
poured over his body and he had to blink every few seconds to keep the water
out of his hazel eyes.
What?
It was as if his brain was bouncing around his skull; it hurt and he couldn’t
focus his thoughts. As he sat there looking up at the shadow he couldn’t make a
coherent thought. It bounced from what he was doing on the floor to what he
should text Kuroo as response to his blunt flirtation.
“Wow! Would you look at this! Tozin, we caught ourselves a pretty one!” The
person’s voice, who he now realized belonged to a man suffocate his head as his
words had nowhere to echo because of the rain.
“Drag him further in.” The other voice came from further down the alley, it
made Kei think of a predator, hiding in the shadows waiting for the perfect
moment to strike.
Just as he was becoming more coherent he felt two strong arms take hold of his
shoulders and lift him to his feet. It finally hit him, this is bad and he
needs to get away. He didn’t want to die in some filthy alley way for some
stranger to walk by and find his mangled body.
He fought!
He brought his arms up to try and get the guy to release his arms, but no
matter how he moved the man’s grip only seemed to get tighter to the point he
thought his arms would snap in half. Tears brimmed his eyes, but he refused to
let them fall as well as keeping the scream he so desperately wanted to let out
in his throat.
“Whoa! This one is a fighter, been a while since we had a rowdy one like this.”
The man commented, his hot breath ghosting over Kei’s neck causing goosebumps
to rise along the skin.
“Let go!” Kei shouted, he needed to gain someone’s attention, “Help! Help!!
Somebod-“
His words were cut short as he found himself hitting the ground once more and
the headache he already had seemed to only get worse. The puddle he landed in
soaked the front of his jacket and made its way in to reach his shirt and skin.
“Shut the fuck up!” The man said, and Kei was suddenly turned on his back. He
began to gag and hit the guy as a rag was pushed into his mouth. Stars appeared
in front of him and he could feel a sharp pain in his left cheek, “Fuckin’
brat.” The man said and Kei could hear the sound of tape tearing. He could no
longer scream, even worse it was hard for him to breathe. The man had taped his
mouth to keep the rage inside. He couldn’t figure out how the tape was even
staying with the rain that was pouring down. As the stars slowly started to
disappear he was turned on his stomach and let out a sharp scream that was
muffled by the rag as his arms were forcedly pulled behind him.
His chances of fighting back had just became zero.
“Can I get started Tozin, please I want to feel him first.” As soon as the
words reached his ears his eyes widened and he was filled with a new burning
hope to get away. His legs weren’t tied which means he could at least try and
run away.
“Shut the fuck up Ken, I go first like always” The man named Tozin spoke, his
voice deep and rough and it cut the air like a jagged piece of glass. Now he
knew both of the bastard’s names. The one named Tozin stepped out of the
shadows so that he too was leaning over Kei. He was taller than the one named
Ken but had a smaller build. He was lanky like Kei but his hair was a dark
brown and reached his shoulders. His mouth was pulled into a thin line as he
locked his jaw; to Kei he seemed angry, menacing, or even on the brink of a
breakdown. What made him even more threatening was the way the rain stuck to
his skin and the lights casted even more shadows than usual.
Kei was scared, but he wasn’t going to let it show. He couldn’t; he would not
give these guys the satisfaction of seeing him break. He wasn’t too sure on
what they have planned, but whatever it is he was going to keep his eyes open
for a chance to run.
“No fair Tozin.” Ken spoke, his voice hurt. Ken was a heavier set man, who to
Kei looked to have eaten way too many pork buns. He had a burly beard and small
coal black eyes that shone with annoyance.
“Shut up fat ass,” Kei winced at Tozin’s words and at his steps as he moved
closer, “But you are right, we did get a cute one.”
Kei grunted as the man took ahold of his chin, bring his head up so that they
locked eyes, the umbrella that was over Tozin’s head blocked the rain drops
from hitting his face. Kei held his glare. He was not going to back down, it’s
going to take a whole lot more than a sharp look to make him weak with fear.
“Now then little wet kitten,” Tozin began, Kitten? “I’m going to tell you the
rules here, and what I say goes and if you decide you don’t want to comply then
let’s just say you are going to be in a lot of pain.” His tone was
condescending causing Kei’s eyes to narrow in rage.
“Hmm, you sure are going to be real fun to crack.”
Kei’s eyes widened as he was suddenly forced onto his back, a scream was
muffled by the rag and tape over his mouth as pain ran along his arms and
burned in his sockets as his arms were crushed under his own weight. He tried
to lift his body but before he could even get his bearings Tozin roughly pushed
him back against the dirt. “Now, now little kitten.” He spoke his grip on Kei’s
shoulder tightening. Kei grimaced and chocked back the tears that wanted to
fall from the pain that continued to run through his arms and shoulders.
“Ken! Hold the umbrella correctly, you fucking idiot!” Tozin shouted, the
plumper man grumbled some incoherent words that got him a stern look from the
thinner man, but none the less he moved the umbrella so once more Kei was
shielded from the down pour.
Tozin wasted no time as his wet hands made for Kei’s belt buckle and began to
pull the leather out of its bindings. Kei tried his hardest to twist and move
his hips to prolong the inevitable. He knew what was going to happen, but that
didn’t mean he couldn’t try his hardest to make it difficult for his rapists.
And so with muffled grunts he brought his knee up and was surprised to see that
he landed a blow. The blunt of his attack hit Tozin right on his right cheek.
The man let out a yelp as he fell backwards on his ass.
Kei wanted to celebrate the small victory, but he knew that this was his
chance. Gathering what strength he had left he turned his body onto his side
and placed his chin against the gravel. His chance was short lived; before he
could put his strength into pushing his body to his knees and then to his feet
he was roughly kicked in his side. He wanted to scream, but all he was capable
of doing was groaning and squeezing his eyes shut from the searing pain that
rushed through his body. He had never felt such fire hot pain such as this. To
him it was as though he was being stabbed by little push pins well-being
roasted over a fire. A weird description, but to Kei it was all but real. This
time he really was close to tears.
“YOU. FUCKING.PIECE. OF.SHIT!!!” Each time a word left Tozin’s mouth was
another kick to the stomach Kei received.
Something inside the young blond snapped and crumbled to an end. This is it he
thought. He was going to be raped and most likely killed and some poor sap was
going to find his body and then everyone would know how weak he was for ever
getting in this kind of situation in the first place. The tears flowed easily
as the blows kept coming and the insults and slurs about how he is nothing but
a toy and a fucking filthy slut for his enjoyment and if he knew what was good
for him he would stop fighting back.
From the blows he found himself on his back again and for the first time the
whole night, well in his life for that matter, he just laid there and came to
the conclusion that he will not fight. He racked his brains on what he should
do, but he felt broken, shattered is more accurate. He kept coming back to the
same sentence, why didn’t I stay with Yamaguchi? He felt hopeless and lost; not
a single shred of hope filled his heart.
Releasing a straggled moan that if the rage and tape was not over his mouth
would have been filled with pain. Closing his eyes he allowed his head to loll
to the side where the tears that still flowed from his hazel eyes slide down
his cheeks over his nose and down to his ear were they made a small puddle.
It was all over, ever-
He couldn’t even finish his sentence as he opened his eyes and right in front
of him laid his cell phone. The screen was still flipped open but it was dark
from inactivity. Suddenly a new spark filled his heart. There is hope. His
message was with Kuroo was still open so all he had to do was somehow get it
and SOMEHOW text. With each word that entered his mind about the new plan was
like a balloon with a small hole; slowly but surly it will deflate fully.
His eyes squeezed shut tightly as the blows finally stopped and he felt the
aftermath of white hot pain flowing across his now bruised skin. The tears
flowed freely, leaving glistening stains behind and his breathe came in ragged
gasps as it felt as though he was being crushed by a boulder. His one and final
hope was to get to his phone, so well Tozin wiped at the small line of drool
that made its way down his chin and turned to his partner Kei started to push
himself backwards. His idea was that it would just look like he’s running away
and he could get the phone under him and somehow text someone to help him. He
kept his eyes glued to the men arguing in front of him, but their words were
quickly drowned out by the beating of his heart.
Just a little closer…
His body moved more and the men argued more.
Almost there…
“Fucking bastard, if you’re going to bitch just remove the cloth in his mouth
and use that hole.”
Shit…
Tozin turned around and his eyes shinned with amusement at the site of Kei
trying to flee, “There’s no escape little kitten, you mind as well just gi-“ he
stopped mid-sentence as his eyes landed on the small cell phone that was
directly above Kei.
“Oh I see, so that’s what you’re doing.”
Kei’s eyes grew wide as those words left the man’s mouth. No he couldn’t have
figured it out that quickly, to the teen his world was over. Tozin walked over
and reached down to pick up the phone. Pressing the silver button in the middle
the phone lit to life. A slight chuckle left his lips and he looked down at Kei
who wore a completely defeated expression.
“Is this your boyfriend or something, huh kid?!” He asked, more as a rhetorical
question, “Why don’t we send him a little picture of how sexy you look right
now.” He stated rather then asked. Kei’s eyes grew wide and he tried to push
his body back even more, but with the accumulating mud it was harder than ever.
Tozin pressed some buttons and then walked over to him, since he was a few feet
away now, and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up so that his face was
lit up in an orange glow from the street light at the corner of the ally.
“Perfect!” He said as he quickly snapped a picture; the bright light from the
flash blinding Kei’s eyes. Blinking a few times at the rain drops that hit his
face he let the tears flow freely.
“Now then, let’s send this pretty face to him shall we.” He smiled and dropped
Kei to the ground where he landed in the dirt with a squishy thud.
His heart was breaking in two, he didn’t want Kuroo to see any pictures this
ass hole was going to take. His mind swam with what he would tell him when they
go on their summer trip together. He wanted to cry out, to let his voice carry
his pain away, but with the rag in his mouth and the tape over his lips it was
near impossible.
“Now then, what else should we take a picture of?” He asked more to himself.
Ken moved closer with a wicked smile on his lips to hold the umbrella over
Tozin and Kei.
“How bout’ of that sweet ass.” Ken said with a low menacing tone.
“Great idea.”
Kei slumped into the mud with dead eyes, this was it. Last hope gone. The only
thought that crossed him mind was, I want to die.
~End Of Chapter One~
A/N: Sooo, um *Awkward silence* Gomen TT^TT Stay tuned though I promise it’s
going to get better after I hurt Kei in the next chapter.
***** One Rainy Evening Pt. 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     I'm soooooooo sorry it took me so long to get this out TT^TT I hope
     you guys like it
As The Rain Comes Down
Chapter Two: One Rainy Evening Pt. 2
~Start~
What the fuck, that was all that came to mind as Kuroo scrolled down his
screen. A small picture of what appeared to be a slender chin with a piece of
silver tape over the person’s mouth. His brow furrowed in confusion as he saw
that Tsukishima was the one who sent it to him. What was that twig doing? Just
before he could reply and ask what the hell is going on his phone vibrated in
his hands, indicating that he has a new message.
He felt his legs turn to jelly as he took in the next image. There was
something wrong; Kei wasn’t doing this because he wanted to. Kuroo fell
backwards on to his bed. His brown eyes hazing over in anger as he couldn’t
take them off the screen. Kei’s face was pressed into the mud with his hands
tied behind his back with his ass pointing right at the camera. His pants and
underwear were pulled down around his ankles and Kuroo could see the youngers
pale skin glistening from the rain.
Kei
His blood began to boil as he dropped the phone to his side and stood up. He
began to pace across his room, he needed to do something; he needed to save
Kei! How he was going to he hadn’t the slightest idea. They are far from each
other that he would take too long to get there if he ran; well there is no way
he could do that. His eyes found the small digital clock on his nightstand. The
trains and buses are no longer running and it’s not like he has a car!
“Fuck!” He yelled, squeezing his hands into fists. There had to be something!
Just before he was about to stomp out of his bed room his phone buzzed. Quickly
he rushed to it and scanned his eyes over the message.
‘I hope u like the pics babe! Just 4 u XOXO’
His brow furrowed in confusion. What is this? The previous pictures were of him
bound and gagged; is this just the person who is hurting his Kei playing a sick
joke on him or is it really Kei sending him these?!
Another buzz, this time it was another picture with a caption. The picture was
of Kei looking towards the camera with a small smile on his lips; his normally
hazel eyes glossed over. This time the tape was gone and he no longer looked
like he was in pain, but he was soaking wet from the way his blond hair stuck
to the sides of his thin face.
The caption read, ‘can’t wait 2 see u, bye ;)’
Kei what is going on!?
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
“See wasn’t that fun!” Tozin said as he nuzzled his nose into Kei’s cheek. His
hot breath causing the younger to shiver.
Kei felt dead to the world. He just wanted all of this to end; he doesn’t have
the strength to fight back any longer, he didn’t even scream once they removed
the tape and cloth from his mouth.
“Now then, time for the real fun little kitty.” Tozin made quick work of
pulling off Kei’s pants and underwear, tossing the articles to the side where
they landed in a puddle.
Kei’s head lulled to the side, his eyes hazed over. The only thing passing
through his mind right now is how he just wants to go home and sleep. Hopefully
never wake up.
Tozin ran his hands down the inside of Kei’s thighs, goosebumps rising along
the skin from the cold and the man’s touches. To Kei it felt like he was in a
dream, the hands that roamed his body nothing but a numb pressure he felt from
far away. He let out a soft groan of pain when Tozin came to his flaccid cock.
He couldn’t get hard, not from this, but that didn’t stop Tozin from pumping
his shaft a few times the rain making it all the much easier.
“His skin is so soft! I bet he feels like this on the inside too!” Ken spoke
with glee as he had walked around Tozin and ran his fingers along Kei’s chin
and down his neck. Going even further he grabbed the hem of Kei’s shirt and
lifted it tell it was restricted by the teens armpits.
Kei threw his head back when Ken started to flick and pinch his already hard
nipples, but Kei was gaining no pleasure like the other two men. To him this
was plain torture. He wanted to scream, but his throat was dry making it hard
to even groan in disapproval. Tozin moved in between the blond’s legs,
spreading him wide. Kei’s cheeks flushed a bright red as the man now ran his
middle finger down the side of his balls and to his puckered hole. This was all
so embarrassing and demeaning that he wished he was dead; how could anyone do
this to another human?
“Ho! Would you look at this! The kid is a virgin!” Tozin shouted and before Kei
could even brace himself Tozin slammed his finger into him. A pain that felt
far worse than a kick in the stomach ran up Kei’s spine. A scream ripped from
his throat as he arched his back, trying to make the pain go away.
“Shut him up Fat ass!” Tozin snapped.
Ken did just that. Tozin removed his finger, allowing Kei to breathe, before he
was suddenly flipped over onto his stomach. Tozin forced Kei to get onto his
knees. Kei’s whole body felt like it was made of cement. Ken stood into front
of the ragged blond who was covered in mud, and he unzipped his pants. Kei’s
eyes grew wide as he tried to back way, but with Tozin right behind him it was
impossible. Just as Ken released his thick hard member Tozin jammed two more
fingers into Kei. His scream was short lived as Ken shoved his cock into his
mouth. The head almost touching the back of Kei’s throat.
More tears fell down his face as he was now being face fucked. Kei tried his
hardest to keep from gaging on the force and because of the stench. Ken had
tangled his fingers into Kei’s hair and that was helping keep Kei up right
enough for the man to slam his dick into Kei’s mouth since his hands were still
bound behind his back.
“Hmm~ you’re such a good little kitty.” Tozin cooed as he removed his fingers
and stood on his knees. The skinny man ran his fingers along the globe of Kei’s
ass before he brought his hand back and spanked the pale flesh. Kei groaned
into the cock that was still forced between his lips.
Kei squeezed his eyes shut as he heard Tozin unzip his pants, here it comes.
Kei had to force himself to not bite down, as much as he wanted to, he knew it
would cause him even more pain then the burning tearing of his ass as Tozin
forced his way inside. The two fingers he had stuck inside Kei was nowhere near
enough preparation for this, and Tozin knew that.
“Ah! Fuck! Ken, this kid is tight! Just like a fucking pussy!” Tozin threw his
head back and slowly pushed his cock the rest of the way tell he was balls deep
inside Kei. He wanted to enjoy every second that Kei’s ass had to give.
“I wanna try~” Ken whined as he was now moving slower inside Kei’s mouth. He
didn’t want to cum just yet, well not in his mouth at least.
“Yeah, yeah, dip shit, when I’m done with him. “
Kei’s mind began to grow foggy and his eye lids heavy. The pain that ran
through his body was unlike anything, at this point he doesn’t even care if
these two kill him. He wanted to be dead, he wanted this to all be done with.
Feeling of having this fucked up man brutally tearing him apart was making Kei
want to throw up. But that wasn’t going to happen, his limbs were becoming
heavy and it was getting harder and harder for him to keep focus.
“Take this! You filthy fucking slut!” Tozin yelled as he slammed into Kei again
and again.
“What are we going to do with him after?” Ken asked as he finally pulled out of
Kei’s mouth, slapping his dick against the youngers cheek.
“Hmm~ That’s a great question, what do you say Kitten, want to become my new
fuck toy?” Tozin barked.
Kei couldn’t even reply, his mind was fading into darkness. Unable to keep his
eyes open any longer he let them droop closed. His whole body going limp. His
final thought, ‘Hopefully I die.’ But the last thing he heard was the most
menacing laugh that sealed his fate to whatever they decide.
~+~+~
It was the sound of silence that woke him. Kei tried to open his eyes, but he
could feel that there was stuff coving it, like glue. He groaned as he forced a
hand up to his face, that’s when he realized that whatever was on his eyes was
crusted. He stifled the moan he wanted to release as he forced himself to sit
up. Using both hands this time he made quick work of what was blinding him.
Blinking a few times he came face to face a brick wall. He looked around him
too see that he was still in the ally. The yellow/orange light at the end
evidence of that. His head was pounding and his body felt stiff, his joints
hurting as he tried to push himself to his feet. That’s when he realized that
he was missing his pants and underwear as well as his glasses. The cold night
air hitting his skin and making goosebumps rise only worsened his situation.
The tears came and they did not stop. They flowed down his cheeks as he moved
to the other side of the ally and picked up his pants. Through blurry eyes he
looked down at the wet article of clothing and then to the sky.
To the world the rain had stopped, but to Kei it was coming full force.
The sun was just coming up, casting the sky in a ray of pink and orange, soon
they will fade into a bright baby blue dotted with white. His house was still
quiet, everyone still sleeping. No matter how much pain it caused him he moved
as silently and softly as he possibly could through the house to the bath room
across from his own room.
The door closed with a click that sounded extremely loud to Kei. Flinching he
turned on the lights and he instantly regretted it. He met his reflection in
the body mirror that hung on the door. He looked dead. His eyes looked as
though they were sunken in, the life sucked from them. He brought a hand up to
graze over the purple bruise that was on his cheek. The stuff that was blinding
him earlier was actually all over his face, a white/yellow substance that made
Kei want to throw up. Turning around he moved to the shower and only turned the
hot knob.
 
“Ah~ Fuck~” He groaned as he lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it into
the hamper. When he looked into the mirror he looked like shit. His chest was
littered with bruises, some already a deep purple like the one on his face,
others barely forming. A lump formed in his throat as he felt so broken inside.
He was scared.
Steam began to fog the mirror and dance around him as he unzipped his still
soaking pants. His lower back burned with a hot pain as he bent down and when
he lifted his legs. His eyes immediately made contact with the large handprints
that were imprinted into his upper thighs and hips.
He rushed into the shower to try and scrub himself clean. To rid his body of
any evidence of what had happened to him. Using a cloth he wiped it over his
body and face that left his skin a raw red and a fading burn that he welcomed.
At least it meant it was riding his skin of their filth, but that didn’t change
the way he felt inside. They attacked his brain like a virus, eating away at
all that was him. He felt broken, bits and flashes of what they had done to him
came flooding into his mind. His hazel eyes squeezed shut as if that would make
them disappear.
‘You like that don’t you’ A stinging pain fell across his cheek, ‘You filthy
whore!’
He fell to his knees, the pain barely registering. His hands went to the floor
of the tub in tight fists as the hot water cascading around him. The tears that
fell from his cheeks landed between his hands and mixed with the hot water from
the shower, all of it going down the drain.
‘You’ll never be the same kitten,’ Tozin stood, ‘Don’t worry you’ll thank us.’
~+~+~
Tsukishima couldn’t even bring himself to answer his mother’s pleas for him to
come out. He stayed curled up under his blankets, trying his hardest to block
out the sun that flooded his room in a warm light. He just wanted to die. He
could still feel their hands roaming his body. The heavy, rough fingers that
tore him apart limb by limb. To him this was worse than the action itself. Now
he has to continue to be alive, hardly, but he was still breathing and to him
that was worse than Death. He had to live with their faces burned into the back
of his eyelids, so that every time he wanted to close them and sleep they would
be there and they wore those slick smirks that only brought him pain.
“Kei, Honey? You have a friend here to see you.” Tsukishima’s eyes grew wide at
his mother’s words. A friend? Who? He prayed over and over in his head, hoping
that it was not Kuroo.
That was also one of the things that plagued his mind. What was he going to say
to Kuroo? He had left his phone in the ally and hasn’t went to get it, he can’t
get it. That ally is nothing but death to him now and he refuses to even step
foot near it, the mere thought making his skin crawl and his body shake.
Fear.
That’s all he felt now, that and exhaustion. His eyes drooped shut but were
immediately snapped open when he heard his bedroom door open, the hinges
squeaking, hurting his ears. He pulled the blanket tight over his head as if
that would make him disappear. He didn’t want to see anyone, not right now. He
hasn’t figured out how he is supposed to act around them. Should he just be
himself, make it seem like nothing has happened? Maybe he should just tell them
what had happened to him, maybe they will catch those demons and then he would
be free of them…maybe?
“Tsukishima?” He knew that voice, but why was he here? “I got a call from
Kuroo, he wanted me to come check on you.” The door closed with a soft click
that was followed by light footsteps that stopped at the side of his bed, “I
also found this on my way here, it was in an ally way.”
Slightly out of curiosity Tsukishima peeked out from under the blanket to see
that it was Daichi-San who was standing before him. His eyes traveled to the
older man’s hand where he was handing Tsukishima’s silver cell phone. The
device was covered in mud with the small screen on the front broken. He reached
out a shaky hand and took the phone.
“Kei! What happened!?” Daichi asked as he fell to his knees and took hold of
the blonde’s wrist. Tsukishima flinched as pain shot through his arm, the cell
phone falling to the floor with a dull thump. He tried to take his hand back
from his senpai, but the other was not giving up, instead he rubbed his thumb
over the deep purple bruise that wrapped around his slender wrist, “Kei, tell
me what happened? Please, you can trust me.” Daichi said as he looked down at
the younger, his eyes narrow and his brow furrowed.
Tsukishima though was not going to say anything. He couldn’t say anything. All
words were trapped in his throat as tears burned his eyes, wanting to fall. He
ripped his hand from Daichi’s grasp and quickly shuffled to the wall his bed
was against, the blanket being pulled tight around his body. That’s when Daichi
saw the purple/yellow bruise that was on his cheek.
“Why won’t you tell me? Please Kei, talk to me.” Daichi was scared, he wasn’t
even sure he wanted to hear what had happened, but he needed to. He needed to
know what he can do to help his younger friend.
“No-nothing,” Tsukishima’s voice was raspy and dry, “I fell…yeah I fell.” The
words seemed to have come from nowhere. Tsukishima wasn’t really thinking as he
said that. He just wanted Daichi to leave him be.
“Really?” Daichi asked, worry all over his face.
“Ye-yeah, I’m okay.” The younger spoke forcing a smile, “I’ll see you
tomorrow.”
Daichi knew he wasn’t going to get anything out of the younger and with a heavy
sigh he stood. His eyes stayed on Tsukishima who was still giving him that
forced smile. He knew it was forced, he knew something had happened, but he
just nodded his head. “Okay…okay, get some rest Tsukishima, and I will see you
tomorrow morning.”
“Yes.” Tsukishima spoke.
With one more worried look directed at the younger boy Daichi turned and took
his leave with the final thought that he will try tomorrow. Tsukishima though
has come to the conclusion that he isn’t going to say anything. He didn’t like
seeing that look on his Senpai’s face, he didn’t like seeing the pain and
worry. The only way to not see that anymore is by keeping his mouth shut and
going back to how he was before. As that thought passed through his mind he
fell into the mattress. The soft plush of his blankets enveloping his body like
a cocoon making his body feel like lead. His eyes closed and reveled in the
silence, slowly falling into the black abyss of his mind, hoping that he
doesn’t get plagued with nightmares.
~+~+~
“Kei, honey?” The voice was soft and full of worry, “I’m coming in.”
Tsukishima had opened his eyes and hadn’t fully registered what was happening
till his mother was already walking in with a tray in her hands and a warm
smile on her lips. He was enveloped in a special type of heat, the kind you can
only receive from a loving parent. Tsukishima felt a little guilty from keeping
this from his mother, but he knew it would break her heart if she found out. He
moved to a sitting position, moving the blankets with him.
“I brought you some lunch and your old pair of glasses since you lost your new
ones.” Walking over to her son she placed the tray on the nightstand and then
took a seat, reaching out a hand she gently ran her fingers through his hair.
“You don’t have to tell me what happened to you tell you’re ready,” She
started, “I just wanted to let you know that I love you.” She moved her hand
and gently placed it on her son’s bruised cheek, “I love you and I’m worried
about you so please tell me soon okay?”
Tears pricked at his eyes, threatening to fall. All Tsukishima could manage to
do was nod his head before turning out of his mother’s grasp and falling back
into the blankets. His mother stood from the bed and with one more worried
glance at her son, like Daichi had done, she left the room. Tsukishima squeezed
his eyes shut, everything that had happened to him came rushing to mind. How
was he supposed to live on like this?
‘I just need to pretend, pretend to be alright. Then all this will go away! To-
tomorrow I will just be the same old Kei Tsukishima and no one will suspect a
thing.’
And that is what he left it at. His only thought was to keep this pain to
himself and then no one will worry and no one will find him disgusting. That’s
how it’s going to be.
With that mind set he fell asleep once more.
Chapter End
***** Heavy Clouds *****
Chapter Notes
     Heyo im so sorry it took me sooooo long to get this out and im sorry
     its so short. I just thought that where i ended it was a perfect
     spot. Thank you thank you to everyone who left comments i really
     really appreciate it and love it. thank you.
As The Rain Comes Down
Chapter Three: Heavy Clouds
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
Tsukishima woke with a start, his heart pounding against his rib cage in a
desperate and erratic attempt to bust free. He reached a hand up and clawed at
his shirt, as if that would reduce the squeezing pain. Tears slid down his
cheeks and fell into the blanket he was tangled in. It was becoming extremely
difficult to breathe as if his lungs were crashing under the weight of his
heart. His stomach twisted and scenes of the other night came rushing to
memory. Squeezing his eyes shut he huddled his knees to his chest and rested
his head on them. He was tired of this, being woken by night terrors every time
he finally fell asleep.
He had finally broke free of the blanket and kicked it to the ground. He sat
there with his back against the head bored just looking around his room. Not
really wanting to fall back asleep; the clock read 8:34 PM. He was really
dreading tomorrow; he wanted to call Daichi-senpai, but he knew he couldn’t
skip out on this training, not with the spring tournament coming up. He just
could not do this to his team. Sighing he wiped the stray tears form his cheeks
and reached to the bed side to put on his glasses and check his phone.
He was surprised to see the thing still worked, especially after it beign left
out in the rain all night. He flipped it open to see that he had 38 missed
calls and 42 texts. Immediately going to the text message he was surprised to
see that most of them were from Kuroo, then a couple form Daichi as well as
Yamaguchi. The ones from his teammates were the general I hope you made it
home, I hope you feel better, and we’re here for you if you need us. But the
ones from the Nekoma were completely different.
What’s going on!!!
Call me, please. I need to know you’re ok
What happed, why aren’t you answering.
I asked Daichi to come check up on you! Those pictures, what were they?
Tsukishima could feel the tears threatening to fall and his heart hearting. Why
did this have to happen? He just couldn’t take that short cut, come home, get
rested for a couple days, and then go on a training trip with his friends?
Sniffling he moved on to the missed calls which like the texts, most were from
Kuroo. There was only one thing he could think of doing to help make this all
go away. He pressed a button and placed the phone to his ear where he could
hear it begin to ring.
“Hello? Tsuki, is that you?!” He wasn’t prepared for Kuroo to answer that
quickly and he scrambled for what to say.
“Hey-um…Hi, yeah it’s me.”
“I was so worried! What happened? What was up with those pictures?!” Tsukishima
could feel his throat begin to tighten, his resolve to continue living
crumbling at the tone of his friends voice. He was worried, so worried and here
Tsukishima is ready to lie to him.
“Um, yeah” He’s beginning to choke “Do-do you think you could just forget any
of that ever happened, please?” He pleaded.
“But Kei-“
“Please!” Tsukishima’s eyes squeezed shut, he didn’t mean to yell, “Please,
please~”
He heard Kuroo sigh, his heart aching a little more, “Okay, okay, I can but if
something was wrong you’d tell me, right?”
This was becoming too much for the young teen, “Of-of course, I’ll see you
tomorrow.” Quickly he hung up and tossed the phone aside. He didn’t mean to lie
he just wants everyone to stop worrying. If they don’t know then they can’t get
involved. Then again, what could they even do?
Wiping away the tears that slid down his cheeks he stood up and shakily made
his way to his closet. His body hurt so much, the bruises ached and throbbed
well a burning sensation shot up his spine. He wanted to cry out, to ask for
help, but that was impossible now. He closed himself off, told everyone he was
ok, so now he has to suck in a deep breath of air and move on his own.
It took him a lot of effort and a lot of pain, but he finally managed to pack
his small duffle bag full of 4 days’ worth of clothes. As he neatly folded his
shirts his mind raced with thoughts of how he was going to survive the next
couple days. Just standing here folding was making him hurt and feel dizzy, the
pain blinding. Maybe he should bring a bottle of pain killers, and just pop a
few before every practice. He wanted to cry at the feeling of hopelessness that
filled his heart, but he wouldn’t allow himself to; like a mantra in his head
he repeated the words, I will be ok, what happened was nothing.
~+~+~
Kuroo’s POV
Anger and hate filled my veins like poison and his eyes clouded over; in one
swift movement he through his phone across the room where it had hit the wall
and fell to the floor on top of a pile of clothes. Probably saving it from
completely breaking. The teen let out a frustrated yell before he plopped down
onto his bed.
He was angry that Tsukishima wouldn’t tell him what was wrong, angry that he
wasn’t there is person to just BE there for the other boy, angry at his own
powerlessness. As for hate, he hated who ever hurt the blond boy. Kuroo wasn’t
dumb he knew something bad had happened but he was stuck between a rock and a
hard place. How was he supposed to prove that someone had hurt Tsukishima? All
he has is those pictures, but the text doesn’t imply someone hurting him, Kuroo
though, Kuroo knows that’s exactly what happened. Someone hurt him, someone
hurt him so bad that he doesn’t want to say anything to anyone.
With those thoughts alone Kuroo made up his mind that when he sees the boy
tomorrow he is going to force him to tell him who had hurt him. He’s going to
make them pay.
***** Hidden Sky *****
As The Rain Comes Down
Chapter Four: Hidden Sky
A/N: So im so sorry for the last chapter being so short. This one is longer and
im finally getting into Kuroo figuring things out.
Enjoy.
Tetsuro Kuroo’s POV
“Mom, I’m heading out now!” The tall cat called out, his voice bouncing off the
walls of the entryway of the house.
“Ok sweetie, have fun!” She called back.
Without responding Kuroo hoisted his bag more onto his shoulder and left the
house, Kenma already waiting outside on the sidewalk. Kuroo waved to the small
boy and jogged up to him, wrapping his arm around Kenma’s slender shoulders. He
just rolled his eyes.
“You ready?” The taller Nekoma member asked, a smile forming on his lips.
“I guess.” He said as he took out his portable game device and started pressing
buttons. Why he always playing games is something Kuroo would never fully
understand.
Their conversation didn’t go further than that; the two walked in comfortable
silence to their school. They are supposed to get on a bus there and then head
to the training grounds, which are somewhere in the mountains. It’s going to be
nice getting out of the big city for a couple days and just play volleyball
with Karasuno. He almost faltered in his steps when a certain blond crossed his
mind.
Kei Tsukishima.
He still hasn’t figured out what he’s going to say to the 1st year. He spent
hours on the subject, just wracking his brain on the best way to word things;
the bags under his eyes prove just that. He knows that he would have to be
gentle and he probably would do more damage than anything if he came right out
with what he was thinking. He didn’t want to hurt Tsukishima, he wanted the boy
to know that he cares and that he just wants to help.
“Are you alright?” Kuroo snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at his
companion.
“What?” He asked.
“You had a worry some look on your face; I was wondering if you are okay.”
Kenma closed his game and stuffed it into his jacket pocket before looking up
at his best friend.
“Oh, um…yeah, I’m fine.” A sly smile came to the cat’s mouth.
Kenma had stopped walking, Kuroo’s brow rose in question as he turned to look
at the smaller boy. Kenma smiled, that thin smile of his that was real, “I know
you’re worrying, but just be there for him and give him some time. I’m sure he
will open up to you.”
Kuroo’s eyes widened at his friends’ words, his shocked expression though
quickly turning to his usually sly smile. He loved that Kenma was able to read
him and give him the right advice he needs to move on, “Thanks.” He said as
continued to walk, Kenma following right behind.
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
Be normal, act normal, and no one will find out.
Like a mantra, Kei repeated those words in his head as he pulled on his coat.
His body was feeling a little better, still the bruises hurt and the soreness
was still there, but it was a little more bearable now for the young teen. He
didn’t feel like throwing up just by turning his body and the pain killers he
found in the medicine cabinet were actually working this time; numbing the pain
in his wrists, hips, and shoulders.
Stuffing the small bottle of pain killers into his bag he hoped it would be
enough for the next three days. He even packed a couple bandages for the deep
bruise that was on his right cheek. The swelling had gone down, but the small
cut that was made from the constant direct hits to that side of his face
remained, he needed to keep it covered so it would heal properly. Plus, he
figured if he had a bandage over it his team mates might be less worried seeing
as they can’t see exactly how bad it really is, but he couldn’t really put a
bandage over the small scratches on his chin. With a small limp to his step, he
carried his bag, and walked out of his bedroom and slowly down the stairs.
Slight numbing pain shot up his back with each step he took, but he pushed
through it, grinding his teeth down.
“Oh! Kei! Honey!” His mother called as she saw him standing in the door way to
the kitchen. She was happy to see her youngest son out of bed and quickly moved
to give him a hug, but the young boy placed a hand between them, stopping the
women.
“Sorry, I don’t want a hug right now.” He said as he turned his head to the
side, feeling shame course through his veins. His mother’s expression dropped,
her lips turning down into a frown and the air around them immediately felt
suffocating to the teen.
“Oh, that’s- that’s okay. Here why don’t you have some breakfast, before you
head out? It’s going to be a long trip.” She said as she forced a smile, moving
to the stove where she already had some food cooking.
“No thanks, I need to get going.” Tsukishima said with a cracking voice as a
shot of pain moved through his body, though he couldn’t tell which wound it
came from.
His mother’s smile faded once more and she looked up at her son, pain in her
eyes. Tsukishima wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Seeing his mother like
this and knowing that he was the one who made her feel like that, hurt. It hurt
so much, a worse type of pain then the bruises that littered his skin. Biting
the inside of his mouth he turned around towards the front entrance.
“Oh, alright. That’s okay.” His mother spoke in a small voice.
“I’ll see you when I get back.” Tsukishima opened the door where his shoes were
and easily slipped into them without having to bend down.
“Kei,” His mother moved to the door just as Tsukishima was about to walk out.
The teen stopped, “I love you.”
Swallowing a lump in his throat he told her that he loved her too.
+~+~+
Tsukishima was the last to show, his other team members were already placing
their bags under the bus. The teen hesitated for a moment as thoughts filled
his head. What was he doing there? He should have stayed home. They were going
to figure it out. Fear bubbled in his veins and his heart pounded against his
rib cage in a rhythm he was unfamiliar with. His mouth ran dry and it was as if
he was frozen. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the others, but he wasn’t seeing
them, too trapped in his mind. He didn’t even notice when Yamaguchi started
walking towards him.
“Tsukki!” Yamaguchi called out as he jogged up to the taller teen. Tsukishima’s
trance was broken and he tensed as his friend stood in front of him now.
“Yama-Yamaguchi.” Tsukishima nodded his head, his body not loosening up just
yet, every muscle in his body stiff, as he threaded his fingers together. A
habit of his when his anxiety was too high.
“Are you alright Tsukki? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you for the last
couple days. Daichi said you weren’t feeling too well. What happened?”
Tsukishima racked his brain on what to say, not really sure on how to handle
this situation.
“Oh my gosh, what happen to your face?” Yamaguchi cried as he reached a hand
up, but the taller teen easily stumbled back from the touch, his hands moving
to his sides to help him keep his balance. Yamaguchi’s eyes grew wide and his
brow furrowed in concern. He wanted Tsukishima to tell him everything that
happened, to just let him in. Hurt filled his eyes when the boy moved back
andTsukishima looked away.
“Don’t worry about it, I just fell is all.” Tsukishima said with confidence he
did not have. He felt weak as he stood there lying to his best friend, but he
couldn’t tell Yamaguchi. He knew the teen would blame himself for this and he
just couldn’t have that depression on his hands.
“But Tsukki-“
“Drop it.” Tsukishima interrupted as he took a deep breath in and stepped
around Yamaguchi and continued to the bus.
Yamaguchi stood behind for a moment as he watched his best friend walk to the
bus, and handing his bag to Coach Ukai. Yamaguchi took notice of the small limp
Tsukishima had and the way he completely ignored the others as he quickly
climbed onto the bus. Worry weighed on his shoulders and tears formed in the
corners of his eyes. Something was wrong with Kei and he knew it.
Tsukishima let out a sigh of relief as he plopped slowly into a chair near the
back of the bus. That went smoother then he thought. He figured he would have
to talk to the others, interact with them and he knew he wouldn’t have been
able to handle that. So being able to breeze past all that stress calmed his
nerves some. As he sat there he put his head phones on and blasted the current
song so that the world around him became silent and he was numb to it. He
looked out the window to see Daichi giving a small speech before they all
turned to get on the bus. His eye lids were growing heavy and he just wasn’t
ready. Closing his eyes, he figured he might as well try to get some sleep, and
as the darkness slowly crept up on him he prayed that he would not have a
nightmare.
Tetsuro Kuroo’s POV
“Ah! Finally, we’re off that fuckin’ bus!” Kuroo stretched his arms above his
head. The others filed off the bus, most doing the same.
“The mountains are amazing!” Lev gleamed as he took in a deep breath of fresh
air, his eyes glittering.
“Is this your first time being in the mountains?” Yaku asked looking up at the
taller man.
“Yeah, it’s so beautiful up here.” He smiled.
“Yeah, I love it up here.” Inuoka chimed in as he flung his bag over his
shoulder.
“This is going to be the best training ever!!” Yamamoto roared as he flung his
arms over Inuoka, and was grinning like fool.
“Yeah, this is going to be fun.” Kuroo smiled, his eyes narrowing as he took in
the sight of the medium sized building right in front of them. Their new home
for the week, one that they will be sharing with the members of Karasuno.
Karasuno. Tsukishima.
Kuroo’s smile faltered for a second as the blond came to mind. They should be
here soon and that’s when he was going to get some answers. Kuroo turned form
his team mates and moved to the bus to help Coach Naoi pass out the bags, it’s
his job as Captain after all. He kept the smile on his features and made sure
to hide his worrisome aura from the others, it’s not like they need to know
that something happened to their rival’s blond middle blocker.
“Okay guys listen up!” Coach Nekomata called out gaining all of their
attention, “I want you all to take your bags inside to the room you guys will
be sharing and get ready for some practice. Karasuno should be showing up soon
so I want you all to be ready for when they get here. Understood?!”
“Yes sir!” Nekoma responded as they placed their arms at their sides.
“Alright, go on.”
With that Kuroo moved alongside Kenma to the building.
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
Darkness surrounded Tsukishima as he continued to run. This kind of darkness
was consuming; he couldn’t see the arms he stretched out in front of him in
hopes he would reach a door, instead he felt completely detached from his
limbs. Still he continued running, moving forward, he couldn’t stop. Even
though his lungs burned every time he sucked in the stale air of the world
around him, and even though his leg muscles throbbed for him to stop. He just
couldn’t, not with those creatures chasing him. He could hear them, their feet
pounding on the floor with thunder like steps. Their laughter caught up to his
ears and made him wince. Sweat slid down his face as well as making his clothes
stick to his skin, the breeze that passed by him chilling his skin, causing
goosebumps to rise.
He knew he was shaking, with fear, with shame, with complete desperation. He
squeezed his eyes shut, but it was a mistake, he shouldn’t have done that.
Tsukishima lost his balance and went crashing to the ground. It was hard and
bruising; he cried out as his head slammed into the hard material. His heart
pounded as all of this felt like so familiar, the dizziness that racked his
body.
“Well if it isn’t my little Kitten.” Tsukishima’s eyes widened as he recognized
that voice. Whimpering he tried to crawl away, his fingers digging into the
ground that seemed to be softer then when he landed on it a moment ago.
“Aww, look Ken, he thinks he could get away.” Tozin, his name was Tozin,
laughed. His laugh was shrill and made Tsukishima wince.
“Wow! What a fucking idiot!” Ken laughed along with the other man.
Tsukishima felt tears beginning to fall as he continued to try and get away,
but it was as if his legs weren’t working. He needed to get away, to run, he
had to run. The darkness was against him though. With the piercing black
surrounding him he couldn’t see where the two men stood, even the numbing sense
most people would have, the sense that would let them know where the stares are
coming from, was gone. It was swallowed by the darkness and if he didn’t move
he was next.
“You’re just as I remembered, Kei.” Tsukishima cried as he felt Tozin press his
legs against both his sides. He was practically sitting on top of the teen.
Tozin had grabbed Tsukishima’s chin and pulled his head back so that he could
look into his blood shot eyes. Tozin could see him, Ken too, they are a part of
the darkness and as if it was as bright as day in this world they looked down
at the mess of a boy with deadly gins, “Were gonna have some fun, for old
times’ sake.”
“No. No, please…no!” Tsukishima yelled, the vibrations of his scream bouncing
off the darkness shattering his vary being.
Tsukishima woke with a jolt; his eyes snapping open and his skin slicked with
sweat. He could feel his pulse racing as he quickly looked around. His music
was still playing as he notices that no one had sat next to him, which he was
grateful for. He sucked in a deep breath of air and settled back into his seat.
He reached a hand up to wipe at his face. His brain worked over time as it
tried to calm his body. The only thought that came to Tsukishima’s mind was:
Fuck.
Chapter End
A/N: I’m so sorry!!!! I know it took me forever to get this out!! And I deeply
apologize!! I stayed up really late to get this out for all my readers and I
hope you all enjoy it. In the next chapter we will finally have Tsukki and
Kuroo be with each other face to face!!!
***** Drowning *****
Chapter Notes
     Omo!! I am so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out and
     that it is so long. I just want this to be perfect and all. Still no
     excuses TT^TT I am already working on the next chapter so hopefully
     it doesn't take me a long time to get it out. Im sooooo sorry im a
     slow updater. But i would like to thank everyone who has commented on
     my story, because of you guys i get motivation to continue with this
     story. So thank you sooooo much it means a lot to me.
     Sorry for any mistakes. Also i updated chapter four because i messed
     up with some details. It''s nothing major just that the training camp
     will be only 3 days and not a week.
As The Rain Comes Down
Chapter Five: Drowning
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
 The ride up was as obnoxious as usual. Hinata, Tanaka, and Nishinoya couldn’t
stop talking about volleyball and all of the new games they couldn’t wait to
play with Nekoma. It was enough to keep Tsukishima awake and with a pounding
headache. Ever since he woke from that nightmare he was racked with fear. A new
found anxiety rushed through his veins and he was glad no one had noticed the
shaking in his hands; he was even gladder that no one sat next to him.
Yamaguchi had sat in the front with Yachi and only occasionally looked back at
the blond, worry creasing his brow. Everyone else seemed completely oblivious
to him. Which made his heart rest a little easier, knowing that not everyone
suspects that something happened to him.
Every time he closed his eyes the darkness he dreamt of remained. It felt
consuming and suffocating, making his stomach hurt. So he kept his eyes opened
and rested his head against the cool glass of the bus window and tried to
ignore the screeching voices of his team mates that he could hear past his
music. He tried to keep his mind completely blank. Tried to just focus on the
lyrics, but it was hard. His mind felt as though it was stuffed with cotton.
His thoughts were trapped in one place, bubbling and growing till it pained his
heart. The weight of it all was heavy on his chest. That’s why he was more than
ready to get off the bus, hoping the fresh air would clear this all up.
When they arrived at the camp Tsukishima waited until everyone had stepped off
the bus before he stood. Grabbing his bag, he pulled his jacket closer around
his body and followed the rest of his teammates. He kept his headphones on and
hardly heard anything that Daichi and Ukai said.
“Okay guys, gather up your stuff and let’s take them to our room and then we’ll
meet up with Nekoma in the gymnasium.” Coach Ukai called out as him, Sensei,
and Shimizu stood in front of the restless Karasuno team.
“It’s so beautiful up here!” Sugawara smiled as he looked over at their Captain
who returned the gesture.
“I’ll race you there!” Hinata hollered to Kageyama as he took off towards the
building, his backpack weighing heavy at his side. Kageyama shouted obscenities
towards the orange haired boy as he ran after him. Tanaka and Nishinoya wasted
no time in running after the two Kohai, on Daichi’s orders to calm them down.
The rest of the group though, including Tsukishima, walked at a normal pace.
The 2nd years chatted amongst themselves as Asahi joined at Suga’s and Daichi’s
side. Yamaguchi stayed back with his best friend, who constantly glanced up at
the taller boy in the attempt to make absolute certainty that he was okay.
Tsukishima had his headphones still on and tried his hardest to ignore the
stares from the smaller boy. His skin crawled with each shy look and he was
tempted to turn around and head back to the bus, not even caring if that is
where he spent the rest of the trip. In the end though, he stood his ground and
walked all the way into the air conditioned building.
The cool air was like a gift from above, it soothed Tsukishima’s nerves and he
felt a little bit prepared to remove his headphones and take in the full sounds
of his teammates. The room they were staying in was like all the other ones
that came with training camps. It was massive enough to fit all of the members
plus some. Futons were folded under the bay windows that lit the whole room
with a special type of warmth that only the sun could provide. Everyone had
placed their bags all over the place, choosing to fully organize later that
night. Tsukishima on the other had walked over to the far right corner and
dropped his duffle bag on the ground.
With hesitant fingers the lanky teen slowly removed his headphones and took his
MP3 out of his jacket pocket. Placing the devices on his bag, he turned to see
that everyone else was getting ready for the long days’ workout. That’s when it
hit him, the bruises on his body. Fear shook him to the core as his eyes grew
wide.
“Okay guys, remember it’s really hot today and I don’t want anyone to get heat
stroke so fill your water bottles and take a rest when you need to!” Ukai
called out, breaking Tsukishima’s daze. It was extremely hot out today, he knew
that if he did keep his jacket on he would definitely faint and then they would
definitely find the bruises.
“Tsukki, are you okay?” Said boy turned his head to look down at Yamaguchi. The
small boys’ brow was creased with worry and his eyes held the same emotion.
Yamaguchi knew there was something wrong with his best friend, but every time
he wanted to ask Tsukki what’s wrong the words would get stuck in his throat.
“Um, um…yeah. I just-I just don’t feel too good.” As soon as he spoke,
Tsukishima realized just how dry his throat was from the fear ripping at his
insides. His voice didn’t sound like his and it scared him.
Yamaguchi’s eyes widened, “Are you sick?!” His voice carried and a couple of
the others stopped what they were doing and turned to face the two.
“Now that you mention it, you do look a little pale Tsukishima.” Suga said in a
worried tone as him and Asahi walked a little closer to the tall teen.
“I don’t think he should play today.” Daichi spoke next as he stood next to
Suga now.
“I agree, I’ll go and tell the coach.” Suga said and before Tsukishima could
protest his senpai walked off.
Tsukishima wanted to tell his Senpai that he was okay, and that he could still
play, but Sugawara was already out of the room. Most of the others had also
already left the room, probably going to bathroom to get ready for practice.
The only ones remaining were Yamaguchi, Daichi, and Asahi. To the blonde,
having only these 3 here was a lot less suffocating, but he still felt very
guilty around the captain and his best friend.
He was in a lot of pain when Daichi came to visit him. To the point he was on
the verge of passing out the whole time, and he had a hard time fallowing
everything he was saying; but he couldn’t forget the look in the other man’s
eyes. The way Daichi’s brown orbs held so much worry and pain. He knew the
captain wanted to force him to say what had happened so that he could help, but
even with the aching feeling he had in his chest he couldn’t tell him.
As for Yamaguchi, his best friend, he couldn’t even look him in the eye.
Tsukishima turned his head to look out the window. But that didn’t stop the
smaller boy from continuing to look at him. Yamaguchi knew something was up
from the moment Tsukishima wouldn’t return his texts and seeing his friend this
morning confirmed his thoughts that something bad had happened.
“Do you feel like throwing up?” Daichi asked. Tsukishima just shook his head
no, not trusting his voice anymore.
“Maybe it’s just the heat, it’s way hotter up here in the mountains then in
Miyagi.” Asahi chimed in, looking from Tsukishima to Daichi.
“Could be.” Daichi started before the door slid open and Sugawara came back
into the room.
“So the couch want’s you on the bench today. He said he did notice you looked a
little ill this morning, so he wants you to rest up and you can play tomorrow.”
Sugawara said, walking up to Daichi.
“Good. Now then, Yamaguchi and Asahi go finish getting ready.” Daichi looked at
said two boys who nodded their heads and walked towards the door. Yamaguchi
looked back one more time at his best friend before finally leaving.
“The gym is right down the hall, go ahead and go there. The couch and Sensei
are already there.” Sugawara said to Tsukishima who had turned to look at his
senpai.
Tsukishima nodded his head before lowering his gaze and making his way to the
door. He felt completely exhausted and didn’t want to fight wither or not he
played. If anything it’s a good thing he isn’t playing. He could rest his body
some more and he won’t have to worry about hiding his bruises since he will be
on the bench and be able to keep his jacket on without it being weird. One day
at a time.
The blond walked out into the hall way and down to the set of double doors at
the end. Sucking in a deep breath of air Tsukishima opened the doors and walked
in. No one even noticed that he had even came in. All of Nekoma were catching
up with Karasuno. Everyone was already dressed and ready for practice besides
Daichi and Suga who were probably changing right now. Without really realizing
it Tsukishima’s gaze landed on Kuroo. The taller player had his harm draped
over Kenma’s shoulders as they talked to Hinata and Kageyama. He was smiling at
something and for some reason it made Tsukishima angry; His chest felt tight
and he could feel tears fight to come out. He couldn’t stop looking at the four
players.
“Tsukishima!” Snapping out of his gaze he turned to see Coach Ukai walking over
to him, “You get to sit on the bench today, and if at any moment you need to
rest just let me know okay.”
“O-okay.” Tsukishima nodded his head. His voice sounded a little better, not as
horse.
“Good. Now go sit down okay. We’re about to start.”
Tsukishima nodded his head and walked around their coach to the bench, where
Yachi, Shimizu, and Sensei were already sitting. He was thankful that they left
the end spot free, so that he wouldn’t have to be in between any of them.
Taking a seat, he nodded in recognition at the two girls before looked over at
Coach who had called everyone in, seeing as Sugawara and Daichi just came in.
Coach Nekomata had also called in his team on the other side of the court.
Tsukishima looked from both teams as the coaches began giving their pep talks.
He wasn’t too interested in hearing what Ukai had to say seeing as he wasn’t
playing anyway. He even thought of telling Coach that he wasn’t feeling good
and he wanted to go lay down. Which was pretty true; he could feel the pain
killers he took this morning begin to wear off. The stiffness in his shoulders
coming back and his hips ached. Sitting on a wooden bench wasn’t helping too
much either. Tsukishima threaded his fingers together in front of him as he
looked off into a corner of the room. He needed something to focus on as he
tried to breath.
That’s when he felt it, someone was staring at him. Turning his head straight
he came face to face with the cat like stair of Kuroo. The taller teen’s brow
was furrowed and his lips were turned down into a frown. Tsukishima felt
uncomfortable under his gaze but he couldn’t really bring himself to turn away.
Even if he did he knew that wouldn’t stop Kuroo from looking at him. Tsukishima
felt like throwing up as he squeezed his fingers tighter together, the joints
feeling numb.
He knew this was a mistake.
***** Isolated Storm *****
Chapter Summary
     This chapter is dedicated to AlexandriaArlene!!!!! I love you, so
     read this darn story.
As The Rain Comes Down
Chapter Six: Isolated Storm
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
“Okay guys! It’s time for a break.” Coach Ukai shouted after blowing his
whistle.
Tsukishima cringed at the shrill noise, his body stiffening. He stood slowly,
his hand resting on his lower back as if that would ease the pain and soreness
from the wooden bench. The starting team, plus Yamaguchi who was filling in for
Tsukishima, stopped playing and walked over to the bench where Yachi and
Shimizu were passing out water battles and towels. Tsukishima stood in the back
and only a few of the players actually looked his way; including Yamaguchi.
Tsukishima’s legs felt a little unstable as he stood there watching his team
down their waters and wipe the sweat from their foreheads. He wanted to sit
down, but the wooden bench wasn’t helping his pain. With a low strained sigh
Tsukishima scanned the giant gymnasium; for some unknown reason his heart
pounded in his chest and he turned his gaze only to lock eyes with Kuroo. The
taller man was also wiping his forehead with a towel, but the whole time he did
not take his gaze from Tsukishima. The tall blond flinched at the concerned
gaze and turned away and walked over to the metal rack that held the now empty
water bottles. Picking it up he just walked out of the gym; not even bothering
to see if anyone was going to question him.
He felt nauseous, his stomach doing flips as he walked with a slight limp to
the outside sinks located under a giant tree not even 10 feet from the gym
doors. Setting the metal carrier on the rim, he leaned against the sink. He
closed his eyes and tried to breathe; his heart was pounding against his rib
cage and he felt completely shaken. He didn’t expect to feel this way; thinking
that those two days of rest would be good enough for him to pull through the
rest of the trip.
“Hey, are you okay Tsukki?” The young blond whipped around to see Kuroo
standing in front of him and immediately stood up straight; his brow furrowing
in pain from his lower back at the sudden movement.
“Wh-what?” He asked, his voice a little hoarse; his brain hadn’t fully
comprehended what the Nekoma Captain had said.
“Are you okay? I mean…What happened?” Kuroo came a little closer to the tall
teen, but stopped the moment Tsukishima tensed up.
 
“I-I’m fine.” Tsukishima replied, regaining what little composure he could. He
didn’t really know what to say, his mind had been too numb these past couple
hours that he didn’t think on what he would tell Kuroo. Said man though wasn’t
buying it. He knew there was way more to the story then what the blocker was
saying.
“Are you sure?” He asked again, hoping maybe this time Tsukishima would answer
honestly.
“Yeah, I’m alright…just tired.” Tsukishima said, his voice a little strained.
He just wanted Kuroo to leave him alone. He turned his eyes away from the
Captain, trying to calm himself down. His anxiety was rising from the questions
and the way Kuroo’s eyes burned into his skin. Kuroo’s eyes scanned Tsukishima
from head to toe, finally stopping at the youngers wide golden brown eyes.
“Why aren’t you telling me the truth?” Kuroo’s voice was small and filled with
hurt and it ripped at Tsukishima’s heart, “I know you are lying Kei! I can see
it. The way you limp and those bruises! Why won’t you just tell me the truth?!”
Tsukishima flinched and pushed back into the sinks at the rising tone of
Kuroo’s voice. His legs felt shaky, as if they were made of jello and he was
having a hard time maintaining eye contact with the taller teen. Kuroo had
taken a step closer, his blood was boiling with thoughts on what could have
happened to the blonde and he was just dying to hear the truth so he could do
something instead of standing around and watching the other suffer alone.
“I-I am telling the truth…I’m fi-fine.” It was as if someone was squeezing his
throat, Tsukishima couldn’t get the words out as tears threatened to fall. He
hated this. He wanted to keep it all to himself, all the pain he was feeling
was his and he didn’t want to tell anyone, especially Kuroo. To Tsukishima,
Kuroo already knew too much.
“No, no you aren’t.” Kuroo said, an authoritative tone to his words.
“I am,” Tsukishima said the usual scowl coming back to his features, “Why don’t
you go worry about someone else.” He didn’t mean for his tone to come off so
harsh, but he was already becoming upset with Kuroo’s persistence.
Kuroo’s expression dropped and his heart sank to his stomach. Tsukishima has
never spoken to him like that. He’s never heard the blond raise his tone like
that and in all honesty, it scared him. So, he did the only thing he felt was
right, he balled his hands into fists at his sides and glared at the younger,
straightening his back and trying to make himself seem more intimidating,
hoping Tsukishima will get the picture that he isn’t going anywhere so he
better spill the story.
“Kei, please…please tell me what’s going on!? Who hurt you?” Kuroo snapped, his
tone just as harsh, “I know something happened to you! I have those pictures!”
Tsukishima froze. He didn’t know what to do anymore. He stood there staring at
the other man, no longer shaking with anger and anxiety. No, to him he felt
like his whole world was ending. Everything was crashing down around him with
every word Kuroo spoke.
“Something happened! I KNOW something happened to you and you need to tell me
what it was.” And that was it. The moment those words left Kuroo’s lips
Tsukishima knew his life was over. Tears started to fall down his cheeks and a
lump swelled in his throat. He was mad at himself, he was mad at what had
happened to him, he was mad that Kuroo confronted him like this, he was mad at
himself for even exsisting.
“Tsukki, please don’t cry.” Kuroo’s tone was soft again and his brow furrowed
in worry. He realized that he had done something wrong. He didn’t want to make
the boy cry, but he felt so hurt and so angry that he couldn’t help but lose
his cool. Kuroo moved forward with his hand out stretched, he wanted to pull
the younger into a hug. He wanted to make all of his problems go away.
“No! No! Stay away from me!” Tsukishima shouted, his body began to shake again,
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, just stay away!” Tsukishima pushed off the sink and ran
towards the building. He could hear Kuroo yell after him as he ran, but he
couldn’t make out what he was saying. Everything was too loud and jumbled for
him to process anything. He just wanted the world to be quiet.
“Tsukishima! Where you going!?” Daichi called out as the blond passed him,
Sugawara, and Asahi. He paid them no mind. His vision was clouded by pain and
tears. The only thing he could manage to do was run. He didn’t know where he
was going, he was letting his legs carry him. As long as it was away from
everyone he didn’t care.
Tetsuro Kuroo’s POV
He felt like shit. He stood in the same spot and just watched as Tsukishima ran
off, he didn’t even see the others until they were standing right next to him.
“Kuroo, what happened?” Daichi asked as he moved in front of the taller man.
The captain’s brow was furrowed in worry and his lips were pulled down into a
frown.
“I, I don’t know.” Kuroo spoke, his voice low. He was still trying to figure
out why Tsukishima had just run off instead of trusting him, “We were talking
and then he got mad at me. I was just trying to help him.” Kuroo’s gaze came
back into focus and he looked at the other captain. His throat felt tight and
he too just wanted to cry out, but he couldn’t do that, not with Tsukishima
being in as much pain as he is. He couldn’t be the weak one right now.
“Why was he mad at you?” Sugawara asked, his face too was filled with worry.
“He won’t tell me what’s wrong! Come on you guys are his teammates! You know
that there is something wrong and he’s not telling any of us!” Kuroo felt that
rage come back, his blood boiling to just know the truth.
Daichi, Sugawara, and Asahi looked guilty. They knew that something was up with
their teammate, but they just didn’t know what to do about it. They figured
they would treat him the same tell the tall teen was ready to talk. But now
they realized that they should have pressed him, they should have sat him down
before they started practicing and asked Tsukishima what was wrong. Ask him why
he was covered in cuts and bruises.
“I’m going to go talk to him.” Everyone looked at Asahi, surprised that he was
the one that said that. Tsukishima had never been close to the 3rd years, but
they were sure that Tsukishima had hardly said one word to the Ace.
“Are you sure Asahi?” Sugawara asked, eyeing the taller man with apprehension.
“Yes.” Asahi knew what he was going to say, and he knew he was the only one who
the words should come from because he had never once pushed the teen into
talking.
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
Tsukishima’s body shook uncontrollably and his legs felt like rubber as he
tried to run down the hall; tears streaming down his cheeks. He didn’t even
know where he was going, he just wanted to get away from people, get away from
Kuroo. He couldn’t even wrap his mind around what to think about what Kuroo had
said to him. It all seemed like a horrible nightmare to him. He didn’t want his
teamamates or Kuroo to know anything about what happened to him. He knew it was
his fault; he should have just stayed with Yamaguchi, but no. He was too
excited to see Kuroo that he just wanted to pack that night. But now he can’t
even look at Kuroo. He felt too ashamed, too dirty. He grabbed the handle of
the first door on his left and quickly rushed inside, closing it behind him.
As he pressed his back against the door he noticed he was in complete darkness.
With a shaky breath and slow movements, he reached his hands out and felt
around him. He was in a broom closet. He could feel shelves stacked in front of
him with bottles and buckets. He turned and locked the door and then slid down
against the wall to the left of it. As he sat there he pulled his legs to his
chest and sulked back into the wall, trying to become one with it. He couldn’t
even cry anymore, tears dried against his cheeks. He could feel his eyes sting
and his chest felt so tight as if it was going to burst open at any minute.
Tsukishima rested his head on his knees and closed his eyes, it helped a little
with the burning pain. He had even forgot about the immense pain his body was
in until he sat down. He didn’t know what to do anymore; he still needed to
clean some of the wounds that had bandages on them. He couldn’t bring himself
to get up and leave the closet though. Everything seemed too difficult and hard
on his body. And so he sat there in the dark closet trying to collect himself
as the world crumbled around him.
“Tsukishima-Kun?” Tsukishima’s head shot up and he turned his head toward the
door, the light coming in from the bottom was shadowed as someone sat down
against the door. Tsukishima said nothing and kept his eyes focused on the
door. He knew that voice.
“It’s me Asahi, we saw you running,” Asahi started his tone filled with worry,
“We wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“I-I’m fine.” Tsukishima said, his voice weak and dry.
“Tsukishima,” Asahi started and Tsukishima knew what was coming. He knew Asahi
was going to talk about how that’s a lie and he’s probably going to hound him
until he tells him what’s going on. Tsukishima didn’t know if he could handle
that; especially not after the talk he had with Kuroo, “All of us care about
you and if you don’t want to talk about it we won’t force you. But I want you
to know that we are here for you and we will never judge you, never. “
Asahi’s words had eased a little of the pressure on Tsukishima’s heart and he
relaxed back into the wall. He couldn’t see Asahi, but he was sure that his
senpai looked sad. Why wouldn’t he? Tsukishima is hurting and won’t open up to
them, so how is he supposed to be a pillar of strength without knowing the
details.
“Talking about it will actually help, I know it’s hard and I’m willing to wait
tell you’re ready. So just know im here for you, we’re all here for you. Just
take all the time you need, we won’t see you any different.” Tsukishima could
see the shadow move. Asahi stood up, “Go back to the room and get some rest.
I’ll tell Coach that you’re not feeling well. Don’t worry everything will be
okay.” With that Asahi started walking back to the gym.
Tsukishima took in a deep breath of air, he had a lot to process and his head
felt as though it was stuffed with cotton. A nap would do him good, so he stood
up and quietly opened the closet door. He stuck his head out to make sure there
was no one around and when he saw the coast was clear he slipped out and made
his way down the hall to their room. His body ached and his head was pounding,
all he wanted to do was take some pain killers and sleep.
~Chapter End~
A/N: I’m so sorry that it took me forever to get this chapter out!!! I love you
all, you’re comments and kudo and reads just give me motivation to go on with
this story!!!!!
***** Flash Floods *****
As the Rain Comes Down
Chapter Seven: Flash Floods
Tsukishima Kei’s POV
Hard grunting filled Tsukishima’s ears and it felt as though his eyes were
rolling back into his head. His whole body was numb at this point, but that
didn’t stop him from feeling the pressure that was being put on his back or the
sharp dig of rocks under his torso. Tsukishima ground his teeth together and
shut his eyes as Ken now thrust in and out of him, the man’s monstrous hands
gripping his hips in a crushing hold.
He just wanted to die. Everything that was happening to him was too much for
his body and soul.
“Tsukki!” The blonde’s eyes snapped open and he whipped his head to the side.
There standing in the pouring rain was Kuroo, but he was not alone. Yamaguchi,
Daichi, and Asahi all stood there gawking. Their eyes were wide and their
mouths hung open.
Shame ran through his veins and it felt as though his heart was going to burst
right through his ribcage.
“What the fuck?” Daichi mumbled.
“Oh look what we have here Kei!” Tozin bellowed as he walked in front of
Tsukishima, “It looks like his little buddies came to watch the show.” Tozin
reached out and took a hold of Tsukishima by his hair. The blond groaned at the
slight pain and looked up at Tozin. The threat of a man was there but still he
couldn’t help but looking in horror back at his friends every now and again,
the shame like train wreck you can’t stop yourself from looking at.
“Tsukishima, how could you do this?!” Asahi asked, his features completely
mortified.
“That’s right, Tsukki. How could you do this to them? Making them watch you in
such a wanton state?” Tozin clicked his tongue as he shook Tsukishima’s head.
The teen cried out, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Tears came to Tsukishima’s eyes and
they didn’t stop. He was in so much pain. He could feel it in his joints and in
his muscles, but most of all he felt it in his heart. His heart felt like it
was being crushed under the weight of the world, more like the weight of the
guilt he felt at even putting himself in this position.
“I hate you Tsukki.” Kuroo said, his face painted and tone painted by enmity.
In an instant, it stopped Tsukishima’s tears. His whole world shattered around
him.
 
Tsukishima woke with a start and bolted upright in bed. He gripped his sweaty
t-shirt and felt his heart pounding away behind his fist. It was like the other
day. It was hard to breathe and his vision became dotted with black spots. He
couldn’t understand what was happening to his body, but he hated it. His arms
pulsated with pain and the small cuts along his body stung. Pulling his legs up
to his chest, he tried to breathe in through his nose and out of his mouth, but
it felt as though his lungs were the size of peanuts.
“Breath, breath, breath.” It became a mantra he repeated in his head as he
tried to calm down.
It took almost half an hour for his heart to finally settle. He sat there with
his eyes closed and focused mainly on his breathing. Of course, the dream he
had weighed heavy on his shoulders and it twisted his stomach into knots. He
gripped the blanket that covered his legs and pushed it to the side. As he
moved to stand, he winced in pain. He was starting to feel the burning pain in
his joints again and the bruises ached. Bending down, he reached into his bag
and pulled out the small bottle of painkillers. Taking a few, he put it back
and grabbed the fresh bandages to change the one on his face.
Slowly, and still with a small limp, he made his way down the hallway to the
bathroom. As he walked he couldn’t hear any of the athletes which eased his
mind a little. He couldn’t look at anyone right now, he needed to stop the
pain. Once in the bathroom he launched himself at a sink so that it could
support his weight. Popping the pills into his mouth, he turned on the faucet
and with great difficulty he bent down and drank some water. The pills didn’t
go down too easy, seeing as he still had a lump in his throat from the dream.
He stood up straight and glanced at himself in the mirror. In his reflection he
could see the reason why everyone was so keen on pestering him about his health
and state of mind. He truly looked how he felt inside, dead. His eyes had dark
circles under them and they looked sunken in. His lips had cracks from being
dry and the bandage on his cheek had an end falling off, slightly showing the
deep swollen bruise he had there. Small cuts still covered his chin, but they
looked as though they were already healing as they weren’t the same angry red
they had been earlier.
Tsukishima was so focused on his haggard appearance that he didn’t realize
someone was coming in till the bathroom door made a loud bang as it closed.
Tsukishima turned to the side with wide eyes, but his coiled muscled began to
unwind as he realized it was Sugawara that came in. The other teen was just as
surprised to see the lanky blond standing before the mirror.
“Tsukishima,” Suga said as a soft smile graced his lips, “I’m glad you’re up.
How are you feeling?”
Tsukishima kept his weight rested on the sink, fearing that if he let go right
now he would fall to the floor. He forced a small smile, “I’m good. I just
needed some sleep.”
“I can see that. As soon as dinner is over it’s straight to bed with you.” Suga
walked further in and closer to Tsukishima, “What are you doing?” He asked
eyeing the bandage and then looking back at Tsukishima’s face.
“I-I was…” Tsukishima was at a loss of words. The bruise on his cheek was a
badge of shame- embarrassment- and he would give anything for others not to see
it so prominently on his face. It just felt so wrong to him that he couldn’t
even tell Suga.
“Don’t worry, I get it.” Suga kept that same soft smile of his and nodded in
understanding, “Here, let me help you.” Suga extended his arm and moved closer
to the teen; he made sure to keep his movements slow as to not make Tsukishima
nervous.
After a second of debating in his mind he reached out his hand with the bandage
and gave it to the older teen. Suga moved closer and accepted the white cloth.
We soft and slow movements he grabbed a paper towel from the dispenser near the
sink and wet it a little with water. The bruise on his cheek only had a small
cut that was already healing; the main damage was the yellowing bruise that
just took over. Dabbing the wet towel over the small cut, he hummed a small
tone. It was the same song his mother would hum to him when he had injured
himself as a boy. It was a soothing sound and it calmed Tsukishima’s anxiety.
He felt completely fine allowing Sugawara to touch him like this, in fact it
made him feel as though everything was normal; that he was normal.
“There, all better.” Sugawara placed the bandage over the cut and made sure it
would stay in place with the adhesive that lined the sides. The older teen
smiled up at Tsukishima and then turned so that he could wash his hands, the
thing he came into the bathroom for the first place.
Tsukishima watched as his senpai washed his hands. He was surprised that he had
yet to say anything about the bruises. “Thanks.” He said. He just wanted to be
treated like he used to and Sugawara did just that.
“Of course, now come on. Wash your hands, dinner is ready. And when you’re done
take a bath and get some more sleep.” Sugawara smiled once more before he
turned to the door and left.
Tsukishima stood there for a second just relishing in the feeling of having
someone care for him like his senpai just did. But just as those warm thoughts
filled his mind they were quickly over shadowed by the dream he had and the
pain that filled his body. That’s not what he deserves, he doesn’t deserve to
have such kindness put his way.
“Shut up.” He said to himself before he washed his hands and slowly made his
way out of the bathroom. He didn’t even bother to look at himself one last time
before he walked out. He wouldn’t have been able to stomach it.
Tetsuro Kuroo’s POV
The cafeteria fell quiet for a small moment when Tsukki walked in, but Sugawara
was quick to start up a conversation again making everyone else continue what
they were doing. Tsukishima moved to sit next to Yamaguchi who had waved at him
when he walked in. Kuroo assumed this would most likely be the case when small
brunette boy had gotten two trays from the food line instead of just one.
Kuroo felt a pain in his heart. He knew he hurt Tsukishima. It was his words
and actions that caused the one he loved to run away with tears in his eyes.
So, he just sat there picking at his food while keeping an eye on the blond
boy. There was no way he was going to let him out of his sight, he knew
something was wrong. Tsukishima would never act like this with him, every
single time a problem arose Tsukki would use that sarcasm of his as a defense
mechanism and an hour later he would spill his guts to Kuroo.
And that is why the captain knew something was wrong, really wrong. His eyes
narrowed as he watched the blond slowly bring food to his mouth. Tsukki winced
as he chewed and swallowed, his movements were slow and strained. The bandage
on his cheek was new, and Kuroo knew there was something bad under it. He could
even see small scratches along his arms and then there was those deep purple,
almost yellow, bruises on his wrists.
It felt as though rocks were filling his stomach instead of food and his mouth
ran dry. He knew what happened, there was no other way he could possibly
explain what those pictures were and how Tsukki had wound up with those marks.
Tsukishima, the man he was in love with, was raped.
He was guessing that the other members on his team had suspected something
similar, so he couldn’t figure out why no one was confronting the teen and
forcing him to go to the doctors!? He could feel his blood boil as he watched
Tsukki attempt to eat more of his food. He wanted to end whoever laid a hand on
the blond.
Kuroo decided that he will confront Tsukishima again tomorrow, and this time he
will hear the truth from Tsukki’s mouth.
 
Chapter End.
A/N: I’m so sorry guys, that it’s taken me this long to get this chapter out.
But I will work hard to hurry the other one up. Thank you for reading! Much
love.
***** Eye of the Storm *****
As the Rain Comes Down
Chapter Eight: Eye of the Storm
Kei Tsukishima’s POV
He didn’t eat much at dinner, he was filling full three bits in, so when he
left he made his way to the bath house. It was a small room at the end of the
hall next to the restroom; there were wash stations with buckets and towels to
the side and a door at the end of the room leading to the actual bath tub,
judging by the steam that clouded the glass window on the door he knew the tub
was already filled with hot water.
With a sigh, he walked over to the cubby off to the right and slowly started to
take off his clothes. He started with his shirt, as he grabbed the hem he
pulled up slowly. His body was tensing and the bruises that were all over his
chest and back throbbed in pain. Next was his pants, as he unbuckled the button
he couldn’t help but think of everything that had happened in the past couple
days. He tried his hardest to push the thoughts to the back of his head; he
couldn’t afford to think about it. He knew that he had to keep it together, for
the sake of the team and for the fact that he didn’t want anyone to find out.
He thought that if he just pushed it to the back of his mind then it would go
away eventually and all he had to do was push through the pain till the
physical marks healed.
Once he folded his clothes and put them in the small cubby he wrapped a towel
around his waist and walked into the actual bath area. Sitting on one of the
small stools he turned on the water to one of the hoses and made sure it was
the proper scolding temperature before he began to bathe himself. His moves
were automatic as he just sat there thinking. He felt so emotionally drained
from the dreams he kept having that he was worried about going to sleep again.
He didn’t want to see that scene again.
Placing the shower head back where it goes he stood up with a slight shake to
his frame and walked into the bath. He will try his hardest to have no dreams
tonight.
~+~+~
The Next Day
Tetsuro Kuroo’s POV
Kuroo felt like shit, his bones ached and his eyes burned from a restless
night. He knew it was affecting their training as this was the second time
Nekoma lost to Karasuno and it was only going to be noon. As the captain, it
was his job to lead the team, but with the lack of sleep and worry that coursed
through his body it was hard too.
To his surprise, Tsukishima was playing today. The tall lanky teen wore sweat
pants and a short sleeved black shirt. Since this was just training the coaches
didn’t care what type of clothes you wore as long as you could move as freely
as you could in uniform. Kuroo could already tell that Tsukishima was getting
hot, the youngers cheeks flushed a bright red and his moves were very strained,
he wasn’t at his best today either.
Kuroo couldn’t get a wink of sleep last night, his stomach refused to settle
and his heart ached from the events of the day. He knew Tsukishima was in pain
and he had only made it worse. He felt like the biggest jerk in the whole
world. Of course, he wanted to figure out what had happened, but after he laid
down for the night and his mind began to race with everything that happened; he
knew he couldn’t go with his original plan. He couldn’t just corner Tsukishima
again and demand that he tells him what happened. He had to think of another
way. He looked over to the bench and that’s when his eyes came across Sugawara,
and that was it! When lunch time came around he would go and talk to Sugawara;
he knew that their vice-captain must know what to do.
“Tsukki!” The whistle blew and Kuroo snapped his head around to look at the
other side of the next and his stomach sank. Tsukishima was lying on the
hardwood floor his cheeks a flushed red and his eyes screwed shut. Without a
second thought, he rushed under the net and dropped to his knees next to
Tsukishima.
“Guys, give him some space!” Coach Ukai called out as him and the other adults
rushed over, “We need to get him to the infirmary.”
“I’ll take him.” Kuroo quickly slid his arms under the blond and lifted him.
Everyone around him moved out of the way and gave him room to follow Coach Ukai
and Takeda Sensei. Kuroo looked down at the man in his arms and felt complete
panic come over him.
Tsukishima was out cold, his bangs sticking to his forehead from the sweat that
formed on his brow. His heart ached as he rushed down the hallway to the
infirmary. He noticed that Kiyoko had already beat them to the room and had the
door held open. With a nod of his head, he rushed inside and made a B-line to
the bed.
“Set him down, and put a couple pillows under his legs, we have to get them
elevated,” Kiyoko said as she followed behind Kuroo, Ukai and Takeda followed
after the two.
“Why did he faint?” Takeda, “Is he sick?”
Kiyoko moved over to the side of the bed and sat down, she reached a hand out
to gently place it on Tsukki’s forehead. Kuroo felt a slight pain in his heart
at the sight of Kyoko touching him, he wanted to reach out and slap her hand
away. But instead of acting on that he took a step back and turned to the
adults in the room.
“Kiyoko, take care of him the best you can, I’ll call his mother,” Takeda-
Sensei spoke with an uneasy voice before he walked out of the room, his phone
in hand.
“I'm going to head back to the gym, we’ll take a break for now.” Karasuno’s
coach said as he gave the kids one more glance and walked out after the
teacher.
“I need you to take off his shirt, we got to get him in a comfortable state,”
Kiyoko said as she gestured for Kuroo to do what she just said. Kiyoko, on the
other hand, sat at the head of the bed and gently tapped Tsukishima’s cheek.
“Tsukishima, I need you to wake up.” Kiyoko said in a slightly raised voice,
“Come on Tsukishima.”
The blond-haired boy stirred under Kiyoko’s touch, his eyes slightly fluttering
open. He made a couple of groaning noises before his head lolled to the side,
his eyes closing. Kiyoko placed her other hand on Tsukishima’s other cheek,
“Come on, you need to stay awake.” This time Tsukishima managed to keep his
eyes open, even though he looked completely exhausted, it looked as though he
wasn’t even registering the things going on around him.
“There we go, I’ll get you something to drink okay.” Kiyoko stood up and made
her way out of the room. Kuroo was left there to finish what Kiyoko had told
him to do. He felt ashamed of himself as he pulled up Tsukishima’s shirt. The
bruises and marks that littered Tsukishima’s normally pale flesh caused Kuroo’s
stomach to turn. Swallowing the lump in his throat he pulled the shirt up and
over the younger's head, with careful hands he pulled Tsukishima’s arms through
the sleeves. When it was finally off he draped it at the end of the bed.
“What happened to you?” Kuroo asked more to himself than to Tsukishima. The
blonde’s head lulled to the side and his eyebrows knitted together. He stood
there taking in the sight, all the mark, and the pain written on the youngers
features. He didn’t even hear the door opening when Kiyoko came back.
“What happened!?” Kuroo turned to look at Kiyoko. Her mouth hung open and her
body trembled slightly at the sight of the younger man on the bed.
“I need to talk to you and Daichi,” Kuroo spoke with a somber tone. He turned
and started to cover Tsukishima with the thin blanket that was folded at the
bottom of the bed, “I’ll take care of him if you would please go get your
captain.”
Kiyoko walked closer and handed the juice she brought to Kuroo before nodding
her head and taking her leave. Kuroo, on the other hand, pulled up a chair and
sat next to Tsukishima. The blondes’ eyes were slightly open, but he seemed to
be in a daze. It was like he wasn’t even registering what was happening around
him, and Kuroo was a little thankful that. He knew Tsukishima wouldn’t want him
to say anything about the marks on his body.
Kuroo slid a hand under Tsukishima’s head, his fingers threading through the
blondes’ soft hair, and he lifted his head. With his other hand, he brought the
cup to the youngers’ lips and helped him take small sips.
“Come on Tsukki, just a little. You need to drink this okay.” Kuroo spoke in a
soft tone, and to his surprise, Tsukishima was listening to him, he slowly
drank some of the juice, “Thank you Tsukki, this will make you feel better.”
With a heavy heart, Kuroo stepped out of the infirmary about 10 minutes later.
As soon as he closed the door and turned around he saw Kiyoko, Daichi, and
Sugawara standing against the wall. Kuroo stepped away from the door and stood
in front of the other, “You guys are the only ones I can turn to about Tsukki,
I don’t know what to do about those marks on his body.” Kuroo’s tone was
powerless and it filled the air around the four.
“Let’s start with what you know,” Daichi said.
~Chapter End~
A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out, I’m just so
terrible at updating!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed this really short chapter, the
next one will be longer.
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