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Weather in Japan is vastly different than Brazil, and Hinata Shouyou could feel himself shiver when the wind blew by. He'd only been gone for two years, and yet he found himself shocked by how his body had adapted to the warm temperatures of Brazil, and found the Japanese weather that he grew up in quite cold.

"Shouyou."A warm yet almost monotonous voice stated somewhere at his left side, and his brown eyes met dull gold ones. Hinata lit up, recognising his best friend.

"Kenma!" Kozume Kenma's hair was longer than the last time they saw each other in person, and he had a smudge of eyeliner around his eyes, making the ginger squint. "Suna-san's work?" The ginger said, referring to the eyeliner. His friend nodded, rolling his eyes fondly. Hinata snickered at that.

Suna Rintarou, Kenma's partner of just as long as he'd been away from Japan, had been constantly asking if he could put eyeliner on the now youtuber and CEO. Kenma seemed to finally give in.

"I wasn't able to clean it all up in my haste to pick you up." Kenma said, rubbing underneath his eyes to try and remove the remainder that was left on his skin.

"You look good with it!" Hinata said as he followed Kenma to his car, raising his brow at the driver waiting for them. Honestly, Hinata feels like he shouldn't be so surprised. Kenma is rich. Rich enough to sponsor him to give him a fast track into try-outs with Division 1 teams.

"Well, are you ready to be back in Japan, Sho?"

Hinata took a deep breath.

"Ready!"

Hinata cackled as he ran into the gym and away from Bokuto Koutarou who was chasing him. 

He paused as he found himself in the middle of the gym, eyes wide open in awe. It's his first practice with his new team, MSBY Black Jackals. Sure, Kenma's money fast tracked him into try outs instead of getting scouted, but he never expected to actually have been accepted into the team, let alone as a part of thee starting lineup. 

Bokuto almost ran him over when he stopped, cackling when his friend noticed the awestruck expression. 

"Welcome to the team, Shouyou!" Bokuto stated, patting him in the back. "Now, let's train! We're going against the Adlers in a month!" 

"Yes, Bokuto-San!!"

Oh, Hinata is so ready.

No, no he isn't. 

He really isn't.

He felt like he was back in high school again, ready to puke his guts out. Although this time, it's not because he's going to be in an official game. 

Rather, it was because of who. 

It was one thing, having to go up against Ushijima Wakatoshi. He's made his peace with it, even with the frankly embarrassing crush that he had for the giant of a man. 

Or rather, the crush that he still has. Ushijima Wakatoshi held a special little place in his heart since his first year of high school, and it never abated. 

But yes, he's made his peace. Seeing one crush and going against him is fine. 

Knowing that his three other crushes will be watching too?

Why did today have to be a day off for Semi Eita? Wasn't he an idol? Why is he out in the open with no disguise? Why did Shirabu Kenjirou have no class today? He's a med student. He should be studying. Also, why is Tendou Satori in Japan? Doesn't he have a patisserie to run in France?

Just his fucking luck. 

He paced back and forth in the locker room, muttering under his breath. Kageyama, his platonic soulmate, just rolled his eyes at his best friend's predicament. Hinata's team couldn't calm him down, so they called in reinforcements. It just so happened that he was the one they called in. 

"Hinata, dumbass. Calm down. It's just them." 

"It's not just them Yama. You know this!" Hinata hissed out, the tips of his ears going red. Gods above, Kageyama have heard every little thing that he's said about his four crushes, from thirsting to raving to crying. "I can't believe that my first official game, and they're here. And that I'm going up against one of them." He continued on, rubbing his face. 

"You'll be fine, Shouyou. Do you really want to look bad in front of them and lose to me?" Kageyama stated with a raised brow. 

Well, if that isn't fighting words. Hinata narrowed his eyes, almost all anxiety gone in an instant. 

He just got challenged and there's no way in hell that he'll back down from that. 

"There's no way I'm losing to you, Bakayama! Bring it on!" 

Four pairs of eyes immediately gravitated towards one person with ginger hair and the brightest smile. They were all talking and catching up when MSBY players walked in.

"Well... he's back." Shirabu murmured, eyes glued towards Hinata who was jumping up and down in delight. 

"God he looks so good." Tendou very nearly whined out, eyes glued to Hinata's thighs. 

Semi couldn't even say anything, jaw dropped and eyes wide. 

Ushijima, down at the court, while not as obvious, was more tense than a coiled spring. 

They all swallowed their tongue when Hinata, in a fit of confidence, looked in their area and winked.

"He's going to be the death of me." Semi stated, his heart hammering out of his chest. 

"Of all of us." Ushijima whispered. 

Truly, may the best man win between the four of them that wants to secure the affections of the tiny wing spiker. 

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The huge banner at the very front of Nekoma's gym almost felt like it's... mocking him.

He really doesn't want to be here, and if it wasn't for the arm holding him, he would've ran back to his car already.

"Yacchan, let me go." Hinata hissed, trying to softly pull his arm away from his former manager, who just gave him a feral grin.

God, he still had nightmares over that grin. Yachi Hitoka went from the shy and terrified manager to the feral monster that was right in front of him the moment their 3rd year manager, Shimizu Kiyoko, had graduated.

It was almost as if she had transformed overnight. Granted, she spent most of her time with the rest of them in her year, and Hinata can't even lie that she probably got that feral attitude from them anyway. Himself and Yamaguchi Tadashi, who was a hidden feral gremlin himself.

Speaking of said fellow feral, Yamaguchi just laughed beside his girlfriend, before moving and latching on Hinata's free arm. He tried to shrug off Yamaguchi's arm too, but his thrice-damn green-haired feral friend and the guy's thrice-damned blonde girlfriend just held on tighter.

"Come on, Shouyou." Yamaguchi laughed out, before doing his girl a favour and dragged Hinata to the gymnasium doorway, where Kageyama and Tsukishima Kei were waiting for them.

"Done moping around, Tangerine?" Tsukishima smirked when Hinata just rolled his eyes at the tall blond.

"I really don't want to be here." Hinata hissed out again. "And for the record, I am not moping."

"Yes you are. And too bad. Now go in there, prodigal child." Kageyama said, before shoving Hinata into the doorway and into the reunion, grinning when a sudden silence fell in the gym, before cheers went up in the air.

"WELCOME BACK, HINATA SHOUYOU!" They screamed, making the ginger jump and squeak.

"I thought this was a reunion?" Hinata asked, eyes wide. "Why am I being welcomed back? Also, it's been months since I came back."

"Well, it's both. It's primarily a reunion of sorts, and we've invited most people that played volleyball that we know, and their teammates." Kuroo Tetsurou stated as he wrapped an arm around Hinata's shoulders, smirking at the four glares he received at the action. "But it's also a welcome back for you after being away for two years. You've been busy with training and your first game so we waited. It would also have been a welcome back for a certain setter, but he's still in Argentina and refused to come back for a few days."

"Nah, Tooru-san adores his teammates. He won't be leaving anytime soon." Hinata said, pushing Kuroo's arm away. "He's also mid-season and doesn't want to miss out on training."

"You know this how?" Yachi asked, passing over a cocktail that she knew he would like. Hinata doesn't even know how she got that in such a short time, but he's not going to ask. Hinata blushed, making the blonde narrow her eyes. Behind Hinata, Kageyama scoffed, causing the ginger to turn around and glare at his old partner.Yachi just looked at the setter. "You know why?"

"He didn't tell you?"

"Tobio, shut it!"

"Well now I don't want to. So I'm spilling this tea." Kageyama stated, stealing Hinata's drink and chugging it. "Shouyou spent three weeks fucking Oikawa-san in Brazil before spending another four and a half weeks fucking him in Argentina."

Hinata's face turned just as bright as his hair, before he ran away from a shocked Yachi, who was ready to grill him for all the information she could get out of him.

He had no direction. All he knew was that he needed to run away from Yachi. So when he ended up in the back of the gymnasium, he wasn't surprised, but rather, grateful for the peace and fresh air. He sat down at the edge of the concrete, heaving a sigh of relief at being away from the centre of attention. Sure, he is the most well known social butterfly in the volleyball circles. He can even claim that he is friends with 80-90% of the people in the reunion personally. However, that doesn't mean that he likes the attention he's gotten.

The sudden smell of cigarette assaulted his senses, and he turned to the source, only to sit still when he noticed who it was.

"...Are you supposed to be smoking?" Hinata asked, before he slapped his hand over his mouth, eyes wide. The smoking figure raised a brow, smirking, before passing the cigarette over to a redhead that was standing beside him. Beside the two of them, two tall figures stood still as well, eyes wide and staring at him.

One by one, Hinata looked at them in the eye.

Shirabu Kenjirou.

Semi Eita.

Tendou Satori.

And Ushijima Wakatoshi.

An audible gulp echoed.

God, save his soul.

While they knew that Hinata would be at the reunion, the four Shiratorizawa graduates had no hope that they may speak with the ginger.

"He's such a social butterfly." Shirabu murmured while sipping on his drink, eyes on the ginger that came barrelling into the gym just moments ago. Even in casual wear, Hinata still looked so good. His olive green denim pants complimented his toned legs while the soft taupe long sleeved shirt emphasized the ginger's upper body muscles. "God he looks good."

"-Fucking him in Argentina." Kageyama's words echoed, and Tendou nearly spat out his drink. He took a glance at the others, saw the spark of jealousy in their eyes and rolled his own. Unlike him, he didn't have the same jealous streak that they did in regards to someone that isn't his yet.

"Hey, you guys want to go smoke outside?" Tendou asked to distract them. Semi, ever the smoker, nodded his head immediately. Ushijima just walked ahead of them, while Shirabu rolled his eyes.

"You know smoking is not good for you, right?" Shirabu asked as he followed them.

"You know you don't have to join us." Semi said with a raised brow.

"Someone's got to stop you from going overboard." The med student stated, frowning when the singer lit one up. "I also need to make sure that you don't try to instigate smoking on our star player."

Tendou and Semi scoffed, while Ushijima cracked a small smile, which made them all smile. It's not often that their stoic friend showed much emotions so openly. It was such a joke within their group, especially when they know that Semi and Tendou are the only ones that can convince Ushijima to do something that isn't quite him.

Like the time Tendou got him addicted to Shonen manga.

Or the time Semi was able to convince him that parkour would be a great exercise regime.

You ask Semi about that one and he will still say that it's his second greatest achievement after his singing career.

"We won't destroy his career like that. I'm hurt that you'd even think so!" Tendou stated, dramatically clutching his chest as if Shirabu just stabbed him in the heart. "You've known us for years. How could you?"

They all laughed at that, slowly relaxing and enjoying the nice atmosphere the outside night air brought. Only to be broken when the gym door burst open, and out ran the very same ginger haired male that they thought they couldn't speak to tonight. They kept their silence, hoping that maybe, they wouldn't drive him away like a bunny rabbit scenting predators.

They watched him take a few deep breaths, before stopping mid breath and turning to them, eyes focused on the cigarette in Semi's fingers.

"...Are you supposed to be smoking?" Hinata asked, and Semi smirked when the ginger covered his mouth in shock of his own outburst, cheeks pinking. Shirabu snickered beside him as they observed Hinata look at each of them, eyes wide. He also gulped loudly, and even Ushijima cracked another smile at that.

Ah, even their resident stoic can't keep his emotions in check when it comes to one Hinata Shouyou.

"But seriously. Why are you smoking? Should you be doing that as an idol?" Hinata asked, although it seemed like it took him a little bit to get his courage to speak again.

"It adds to the growl." Semi said, winking at Hinata, causing the younger male to blush again. Shirabu rolled his eyes and smiled softly at Hinata, always the one to try and keep the peace despite being one of the two most hotheaded ones.

"Want to come and join us, Hinata?" The med student asked, lending a hand to the ginger and pull him up to stand with them. "Would you like me to get you something to drink?"

"I'm quite alright, thank you." Hinata said, before wrinkling his nose at the smell of smoke. Semi noticed and snuffed it out quickly. Hinata noticed. "Oh, you didn't need to do that."

"If there is anyone that I'd ever snuff a cigarette that I just lit for, it's going to be you, sweetheart." Semi said, resisting the urge to wink again, and just smiled softly, wanting to make him feel more relaxed. "How does it feel to be back after being gone for so long?"

Hinata shrugged, rubbing his arms from the night chill. "It's been hard. I somehow got used to the weather in Brazil that Japan's weather feels... too cold."

"Here. Take my jacket. This is warm for me, Hinata." Ushijima softly said as he laid his jacket on top of Hinata's shoulders. "I'd hate for you to get sick."

"Thank you, Ushijima-san."

"You'll adjust. You seem to have a great support system." Shirabu said.

"I do. It just feels... weird." Hinata said. "I've lived here all my life, minus two years. Yet I feel so foreign."

"Hey, at least you're not alone." Semi said. "Even touring for me is hard."

Tendou quietly slipped out and went back into the reunion, coming back with a warm, non-alcoholic cider for Hinata. "Here. It'll warm you up."

Hinata took a sip and sighed, before looked up when the flavours of deep caramel and vanilla hit his tongue. "Is this-"

"It is. I hope it's still to your liking. I remember you liking that during the camp you suck into." Tendou said, looking down on the ground shyly.

"It is. Thank you so much, Tendou-san." Hinata said, smiling at the tall redhead. "It's perfect."

They continued chatting happily, moving from standing to sitting on the curb. They didn't even notice time pass by, not until Kenma and Suna Rintarou escorted a really drunk Bokuto Koutarou and Kuroo Tetsurou for some fresh air. Bokuto puked immediately upon stepping out, catching their attention.

"Oh my god, is Bokuto-san okay? Kuroo-san?" Hinata said, quickly standing up to assist his best friend and his friend's boyfriend.

"They're fine, just drunk off their ass." Kenma said, rolling his eyes. He then took note of who Hinata was with and raised a brow. Hinata just raised his own back. "Have you eaten yet? All of you?" 

Hinata blinked and shook his head, before looking back and watching them all shake their heads too. Shirabu came up and wrapped an arm around Hinata's shoulder.

"Why don't we go inside to eat?" Shirabu asked. "I heard they have a sushi bar."

Hinata's stomach grumbled at that, causing an embarrassed flush and a few chuckles. "Hey! Don't laugh at me. It's very hard to find Japanese style sushi in Brazil. I haven't had it in so long."

"Still a sushi lover then? I would've thought that the meat bun collection would be to your liking more."Tendou teased.

"There's a meat bun collection?" Hinata asked, stars in his eyes. "Can I have them too?"

"I'll get you a plate of both." Ushijima said, sitting Hinata down at the nearest empty table.

"And I'll get you a new mug of your cider." Tendou said, grabbing the mug.

"And we will keep you company." Semi said.

"Will you fight while doing so?" Hinata teasingly asked, causing them to blush slightly.

"If it's over you, Darling, maybe." Shirabu teased back, winking at Hinata in retaliation.

Hinata just blushed harder, even more so when Ushijima and Tendou came back with food and drinks, not just for him but for the rest of them too.

He never noticed the eyes that were on them.

His four companions definitely did, and can only hope that the teasing the ginger is going to get won't make him mad at them.

Not too much at least.

If Hinata left with four extra contacts in his phone, well...

That's his secret to keep, isn't it?

His secret until Yachi pries it out of him, at least. He knows that she's still waiting for the tea on Oikawa.

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Hinata Shouyou knows better than to expect things. In his 22 years of life, he knew better than to do so. So even after spending hours chatting with the four Shiratorizawa graduates and might as well be ignoring everyone else for the rest of the night, he had no expectations that they'll continue to talk to him. Even when he got their phone numbers, he knew better than to expect things.

Like... Honest to God no expectations.

When his phone kept buzzing and buzzing in the middle of practice, he just thought it was Yachi trying to grill him for any secrets he'd kept from her. The scream of shock that he let out when he realised who had messaged him bounced off the gymnasium walls and sent the team into a panic. Questions of was he okay and what happened echoed around him, although his focus was on his phone entirely. Ignoring his team, he went towards Sakusa Kiyoomi and Miya Atsumu, two of his closest confidants.

Their scream echoed just as loud as his did when they read the message on his phone.

(How'd this almost unlikely friendship happen? Let's just say that they are just as big of a simp for their crushes as he is.)

"Hey, Hinata. It's Shirabu Kenjirou here. I'm just wondering if you're free tomorrow? I'd like to see if you want to go shopping with me? I'll also be bringing you out for dinner afterwards."

The rest of the team can only watch as the three delved into theories as to what the message was about, ignoring them entirely. Their main setter and the two wing spikers were so focused that Meian Shuugo, the team captain, just blinked and shrugged, before ending practice early. He's been with the team, especially with Atsumu and Sakusa long enough that when those two get into a gossip funk, there's no getting them out.

Apparently, Hinata Shouyou is just like them.

The trio of gossipers didn't even realise that the rest of the team had gone and cleaned up. No, their gossiping funk took them out of reality for nearly half an hour.

And when they finished cleaning up too, they went and gossiped again.

Hinata ran, trying to make sure that he got to the meeting spot in time. He didn't expect that he would struggle to in the subway so much. Why on earth is the subway so busy on a Tuesday morning?

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry. I hope I'm not late!" Hinata said as he skidded to a stop in front of Shirabu. He tripped and nearly fell over, if not for Shirabu catching him.

"You're fine, Hinata. You're perfectly on time." Shirabu responded with a smile. "You know, for someone that is so athletic, you are so incredibly clumsy."

Hinata rolled his eyes, before smiling brightly. "What are we doing today? You mentioned that you'd like to do some shopping, yeah? What do you need to grab?"

Shirabu nodded and grabbed Hinata's hand, smirking when the ginger blushed at the action. And he's going to make that blush just as bright as his hair.

"We're going shopping for you, and I'm going to spoil you rotten."

Seeing the blush go deeper on Hinata's face and seeing it go down his neck was glorious.

"Wait... What?"

Shirabu just dragged him into the mall, straight into the luxury area.

Four and a half hours later, a lot of chatting and shopping has been done. In between the shopping, Hinata spent as much of time chatting and getting to know Shirabu as much as he could.

They are finally sitting down in a restaurant that Shirabu apparently booked when they settled on when they'll be meeting up. They had to drop off the multitude of shopping bags that they were carrying to Shirabu's car.

When Shirabu said that he was going to spoil Hinata, he meant it. Shirabu bought him something in every single luxury store they walked in. If Hinata wasn't careful, Shirabu would have bought him everything that he looked at.

(He learnt that the hard way in the first store. The Armani sales associate is probably overjoyed over the pay stub their commission must have garnered. They left with 6 gigantic bags stuffed full with items. According to Shirabu, 6 packages will be shipped to his apartment within the next week as well.)

"How are you liking your food, Hinata?" Shirabu asked after he took a bite of his own food. He looked up and nearly giggled at the stars in Hinata's eyes over the food the ginger ordered. "Good, I'm assuming?"

Hinata just nodded and took another bite of food. The deep flavours of the beef bourguignon that he ordered mixed incredibly well with the creamy mashed potatoes that it laid on. It was delicious. While he had always loved food, he always stuck to food that he grew up with, only branching out when he got to Brazil. The flavour on his tongue may be a French dish, but the richness and deepness of it reminded him slightly of Brazil.

"Why did you take me out to shop, Shirabu-san? I didn't need all of these..."

"I know, Hinata." Shirabu said, reaching out to hold Hinata's hand. "I am doing this because I wanted you to know and see that my way of showing my love for you is by spoiling you."

"Love?" Hinata asked with wide eyes. "Does that mean..."

"I do. I have since your second year of highschool."

"Oh..."

"You don't have to accept anything, or even say anything. I only ask that you allow me to love you."

"Can you give me time to think about it?"

Shirabu nodded and smiled. "Take all the time you need, Shouyou."

"Thank you, Kenjirou-san."

The rest of their lunch was spent softly speaking to each other, before they left for another round of shopping spree. Hinata could do nothing but roll his eyes, as Shirabu went off and grabbed a bunch of items, thankfully for himself this time. He looked around the store while Shirabu was changing and saw a Rolex store right across the store they were in. His eyes grew wide and a thought quickly formed in his mind.

He quickly walked to the changing room and called out Shirabu's name.

"Yes, Shou?"

"I just need to quickly head to the washroom. Can you stay here until I get back so I don't lose you?"

"Absolutely. Just be quick! I need to show you this set of outfits."

"Noted. I'll be quick!"

Hinata grinned and headed to the store across. He was greeted by a lovely lady that immediately led him to the section that he wanted after telling her.

All that he could see has been gold and silver pieces so far, and from what he could tell, Shirabu is one for classics.

"Do you have any that is more classic?" Hinata asked.

The sales lady lit up and pulled a watch out from the showcase to show him. Hinata can only gasp as he saw it. It looked like it was made with Shirabu in mind.

The strap is brown leather with a beautiful purple underlay, the same shade as Shiratorizawa's purple. The metal is platinum, although the watch face, measuring at 32mm, is a deep blue sapphire, an ode to Shirabu's favourite gemstone. The watch hands are platinum as well, controlled by dials of the same metal. There are three dials, one for the time, one for the day of the week, and the final one for the day of the month. The numbers are all metal, but one. The number 12 is replaced by a singular, lozenge cut orange sapphire.

The best part? It's automatic, which meant that Shirabu's movement powers the watch, and will not need to replace any batteries.

"I will take this, please. Could you wrap this up for me? And do you also have a piece of pen and paper that I can write on?"

"Absolutely, Sir. Right this way."

Hinata followed with a grin, and didn't even bat an eye at the watch's price. He, quite frankly, has never spent a dime since he's moved back. Between Kenma, who paid for his condominium as a return gift, and his team's company is in charge of their food as per their nutritionist's demands. Even his transit pass is paid for by his sponsors.

Spending this much for a watch will not even dent the amounts that he's received in the past few months from sponsorship alone.

After his purchase and writing his note, he snuck the box into one of the bags that was filled with Shirabu's items, grinning at how accomplished he felt. When he got back, he told Shirabu that he was back and settled down for a fashion show.

Shirabu does love his shows.

"Thank you so much, Kenjirou-san. Today was amazing, and I had so much fun." Hinata said as he settled on the passenger's seat. Shirabu has decided that it would be better that he drop Hinata off, especially with all of the bags he bought for the ginger.

"I bet, you have so many new clothes." Shirabu responded, winking at the ginger. Hinata just rolled his eyes. The blond knew that if he wasn't driving, he would've been smacked."I kid. I'm glad you had fun."

Hinata gathered his items and brought them up to his condominium with Shirabu's help. The blond refused to stay as he had a meeting with his group mates for a project. So, Hinata walked him down back into his car.

"Thank you again, Kenjirou-san."

"I'm glad you had fun, Shouyou. May I see you again sometime?"

Hinata was about to nod, when he felt a little mischief bubble up within him.So, he pulled Shirabu down and landed a kiss on his cheek.

"Absolutely, Kenjirou-san." He said as he stood up properly. "Drive safe."

"I will." Shirabu responded with star-struck eyes.

Shirabu opened the box and his heart skipped a beat at the watch. A note was taped on the top, and he opened it after putting the watch on and admired it for a moment.

"I may not know how to respond to your confession as of right now, but do know that I carry you in my heart with deep affection."-Shouyou.

He didn't know that he could fall in love deeper, but here he is.

That night, he sent a message to a group chat that had Semi, Tendou and Ushijima in it. Attached to the message is a picture of the watch on his wrist.

I shot my shot. Which one of us is next?-Shirabu, 20:54

He could only cackle as Tendou, the manic redhead, called the group chat.

His laughter got louder when Semi and Ushijima was in the call too.