Chapter 1
To say Oikawa was human was, at its best, a complete lie. He preferred his human form though because being a 984 foot tall iguana thing with black scales, brown eyes and large black spikes coming out of his back which glowed blue every time he shot out an atomic breath beam. His human form had pale soft skin, long legs, large brown eyes and soft floofy hair, he very much loved his skin, he took great care of it partially because if he didn’t put on his face mask, sheet mask then moisturiser his skin would harden and his scales would start to show through which he didn’t like.
He had been living as human for the past eighteen years, he had spent most of his time underneath the sea in his temple that the humans had specially made for him, that was back when humanity and he had lived in peace. Rather embarrassingly, around two hundred and twenty years ago he had woken up from a couple of a couple billions of years long nap, deranged and unstable he had accidentally ruined most of Tokyo and some of its countryside...he hadn’t meant to but he woke up, confused and probably brain dead, he crawled out of the ocean and ended up stepping on big stone cubes, then the humans started to shoot at him and it actually hurt! So he retaliated but of course the humans didn’t like him so he ended up going back to his watery home underneath the sea foam and went back to sleep, only coming out to stuff his face with whales and dolphins.
He eventually came back to the surface, surprisingly though he felt his body shift, he shrunk...by quite a bit! He had crawled out of what was left of his carcass and as it smoked behind him, causing the water to heat up to a boil he had crawled onto the sand beach and blacked out. He woke up in a white room, the bright light making his sensitive eyes wince, he learnt that he was in a child’s body, probably five years old and the language he spoke was about four thousand years old and no one spoke it so he had to be taught Japanese. He didn’t learn past nursery level though, the orphanage he went to didn’t care that he was physically eight and could only count to ten, say his name and ask basic questions.
He eventually got fostered by a kind family when he was ten..before that the couples hadn’t been so kind, he got home tutored for a bit until he was at the same standard a ten year old was at, he even picked up a sport called volleyball! It was also the age where he met his best friend and possibly his biggest fan, Iwaizumi Hajime.
Oikawa Tooru spent almost every day with Iwaizumi, he told the boy about ancient civilisations, their gods and their tales, the boy was captivated but it was always hid his interest with a swat to Oikawa’s head and a teasing name, Tooru of course didn’t mind this treatment, he knew he could obliterate the boy in a matter of seconds but he didn’t, he liked the boy too much. Iwaizumi always teased him for crying over moths but Tooru was reminded of Mothra, his beautiful mate who sacrificed herself for him, eventually Hajime stopped his teasing when he realised there was something deeper going on. Hajime’s obsession with beetles had first scared the shit out of Tooru, those small creepy crawlers that were just...ugh he hated to think about them!
Eight years later found Tooru the captain on Aoba Johsai’s volleyball team, he was a setter and he had Iwa as his trusted ace, many would say that they had telepathy but Tooru felt it was something deeper, something ancient, something he hadn’t felt since the defeat of King Ghidorah. Being over 252,904,020 billion years old should mean he was somewhat intelligent but he spent most of that time asleep..why? Why the fuck not? I mean, there wasn’t much to do back then, raiding the world, eating animals, mating with Mothra...it all got boring after the first million of years or so, so he went to sleep instead.
It’s probably why he was sitting in his room, nail varnish drying on his toes and fingers, LED lights glowing a soft blue hue, wrapped up in one of Iwaizumi’s Godzilla hoodies which he was rather smug about, the humans had made films based off of him! He opened his phone and went onto the captain’s group chat.
OiOikawa: yo we should have a meet up with all of our teams! Play some volleyball so we can get in some more practice! We could also mix up teammates!
UshiUshi: yes, this is a great idea Oikawa. Here in Shiratorizawa we believe that teamwork is just as important as getting to know how to play with people of different abilities.
OiOikawa: omfg if he is on my team I will actually rip my arm off and shove it down my throat so I can rearrange my organs and die.
Litten: wtf? Are you alright?
HoeHoe: sounds like a great idea! I’ll ask Akaashi!
you’remydad: good idea Oikawa! Having the diversity of different players is a great way to broaden one’s horizon!
Tutushima: what Dadichi said-
OiOikawa: honestly I don’t even know but like, if Iwaizumi brings his girlfriend I will actually stab a bitch, that girl is feral!
you’remydad:...what happened to Iwa-Chan???
OiOikawa: ugh don’t even get me started!
OiOikawa: she just makes me wanna...fuckin...ugh!!!(┛`д´)┛
TuTushima: wow okay somebody wanna stab a bitch, we stan
Litten: were just gonna carry on sleeping on the fact that Oikawa lowkey just said he would rather swirl up his organs with his own arm than play with Ushijima
you’remydad: old news
Litten: im fuckin-
By
Litten: okay then??????
HoeHoe: Akaashi asks if we have a place to stay?
OiOikawa: I- I’d like to go to the beach or something? Water would be sexy, we could eat salty watermelons and play in the water and ugh, topless hot guys to seduce I mean like, what’s better?
You’remydad: we won’t be going just so you can get your sexual needs met
TuTushima: nah bro, gotta agree with Mr. Perfect over there, I wouldn’t mind playing with some hot guys and gals
UshiUshi: Shiratorizawa has a range of facilities that we could use, our teams could stay in the hot springs as well.
TuTushima: sounds peng
Litten: dudes!!! We could all share a room!!
HoeHoe: yaaaaasssssss
You’remydad: I believe that wouldn’t end well
OiOikawa: as long as Ushijima is on the other side of the room then sure, I’d share a room with yall
TuTushima: this is gonna be so fun!!!
HoeHoe: Akaashi is asking about travel, you said it’s at the beach right?
UshiUshi: yes, the optimum facility would be either Aharen beach or Yonaha Maehama beach.
You’remydad: aren’t those on islands?
UshiUshi: yes but those are the places where Shiratorizawa owns a gym, hot springs and a couple of restaurants
OiOikawa:...wtf?
OiOikawa: how rich do yall need to be???
Litten: didn’t you try to get in there?
OiOikawa: excuse you, I tried and I got in! Full academic or physical scholarship bitch!
HoeHoe: why didn’t you go?
OiOikawa: I saw Ushijima and decided it just wasn’t worth it!
UshiUshi: that is a lie, you were there with your friend Iwaizumi and he opened his letter and seemed dejected, you opened yours and pretended to be dejected.
TuTushima: tall boi throwing shade
OiOikawa: Ushijima has anyone told you that you need to read the room?????
UshiUshi: yes, Tendou has many times before although I do not understand how one can read a room, we are not even in the same room right now!
OiOikawa: I-
You’remydad: yall gonna give me an aneurysm
HoeHoe: damn bro, planes are sick!
Litten: Kenma wants to know how we will all pay for it?
UshiUshi: well Shiratorizawa will pay for everything except the plane tickets, if you get them yourself then everything else will be free.
Litten: damn dude, this is gonna be lit!
TuTushima: fuck yeah!
OiOikawa: no matter how much I hate to admit this...it’s a good idea..
You’remydad: when will we go?
UshiUshi: the teacher on duty says that next week is free
TuTushima: fuck yeah! We gonna have so much fun
Litten: we gonna get so drunk!
You’remydad: no, you’re underage
Litten: try me bitch
HoeHoe: Akaashi said that in a weeks time would be best cause like, booking and telling people ‘n shit
TuTushima: do you live with Akaashi?
HoeHoe: no, I just sleep with him
Litten: WHIZOQKEHXIOQNWHDK BOKU NO!
TuTushima: fuckin Boku No Pico
You’remydad: really? Right infront of my salad?
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3:42am
OiOikawa: KEHXOKANDJW IM STUCK SEND FUCKING HELP-
TuTushima: Bitch, wtf?
OiOikawa: MY FOOT IS STUCK ON THE CEILING AND I CANT BEND MY OTHER KNEHSKWJD
Litten: wtf did you do????
OiOikawa: I SAW THE VIDEO OF THE GIRL STUCK AT WORK SO I FOUNF MY STILLETOS AND SWUNG MY LEG YO AJDBW IM STUCK HAAAAAAALP MEEEEEEHHHHG
you’remydad:...I’m sorry what?
OiOikawa: BDKANGDA HELP MEEEEEEE
Litten: Just ask Iwaizumi for help dude
OiOikawa: no, he’s with his gf and plus he’ll just insult me...I’m not in the mood for getting insulted
You’remydad: I’m actually worried for you
OiOikawa: I’m fine lol, if it doesn’t kill me I’m chill
You’remydad: that’s slightly worrying..is your foot still stuck?
OiOikawa: yeah, I’m listening to the AOT soundtrack, I’ve got season 1 to 3 on my phone so I’m at least listening to some battle music
You’remydad: pray tell me why you’re listening to SNK instead of..I don’t know...calming music?
OiOikawa: calming music doesn’t block out the skeletons in my closet nor the sound of my parents
You’remydad: everything you say worries me more and more
HoeHoe: oooo~ parents getting it oooooooonnnnn~
OiOikawa: yeah no it’s not what you’re thinking
HoeHoe: but- why else would they be loud?
OiOikawa: honestly I don’t know what caused this shouting match, all I know is that if my father comes in to me wearing high heels and with my foot stuck he might actually just kick me out sksksks
Litten: Just ask Iwaizumi for help bro!
OiOikawa: no!
TuTushima: I’m lowkey watching this whole entire thing blaze on and honestly I’m so fed up with this shit, hold on bro
OiOikawa: holy shit I think he just threw a plate
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Private chat
Terushima-Iwaizumi
Titoshima: wake tf up Oikawa needs your help
Iwaizumi: wtf do you want it’s 4am
Titoshima: Oikawa is stuck
Iwaizumi: and how is that my problem?
Titoshima: you’re like his best friend you dick
Titoshima: go help him!
Iwaizumi: why???
Titoshima: his parents are arguing, he is really freaking out dude
Iwaizumi: ugh fine
Oikawa was flushed bright red, he had given up on trying to tug his leg free. He was very much stuck. He hadn’t been expecting any help, in fact he had been preparing himself for the argument, he had planned out the packing, he could ask to stay with Kuroo since the man’s family was never home or he could live with Iwaizumi if push came to shove. The creaking of his window, a loud grunt and the thump of a body falling on his bed could just be heard over the screaming.
“Holy shit, you really are stuck.”
Iwaizumi’s voice floated to his ears, Oikawa looked shocked, why was Iwaizumi here?
“Iwa-chan..what..why are you here?”
Oikawa winced when pain twinged up his leg.
“Terushima texted me, he was worried about you Shittykawa.”
Iwaizumi snorted and pulled out his phone, he snapped a couple of photos of Oikawa who was in quite a lot of pain. King Ghidorah had done a lot of damage to him, especially his knee.
“I-Iwa-chan! Mean!”
Oikawa sobbed, he whined when his shaking leg began to hurt even more.
“Fuck, crappykawa are you okay?”
Iwaizumi placed one large hand on his waist and the other went to the back of his knee.
“Iwa-chan it hurts!”
Oikawa sobbed and shakily moved his arms to wrap around Iwaizumi’s neck. He pressed his face into the boy’s hair, nuzzling it softly, the strong musky scent of the Alma oil made him purr although he wouldn’t admit it, he smelt like good memories. He supposed the only reason he hadn’t started crying earlier is that he had no reason to cry, what was the point of crying if no one else saw, he was supposed to be strong and crying wasn’t a strong thing to do but at the sight of Hajime he just broke down.
“Calm down Tooru, just...just hold on I’m gonna bend your knee, it’s gonna hurt but erm...I’ll give you a massage afterwards.”
Iwaizumi promised and Oikawa nodded into his shoulder. When he felt Oikawa nod he quickly bent the other’s knee. Oikawa dug his nails into the skin of Iwaizumi’s back where he had slipped his hands under the collar of his t-shirt and tried to muffle a scream which came out as a whine and tears sparkled in his eyes, he effectively collapsed against the shorter boy who helped him over to his bed.
“Tooru..Tooru are you alright? Do you want me to grab you an ice pack?”
Iwaizumi sat down on the side of the bed, he gently pried Oikawa’s fingers off of his shirt but stilled and the pale boy whined loudly, it was a haunting sound really. He quickly stood up and opened the small freezer that Oikawa had in his room, he grabbed an ice pack and slammed it shit, he went over to the bed and placed the ice pack over his knee.
“H-Hajime..give...give.”
Oikawa whined and tugged at Hajime’s shirt, he slowly tried to lift it up over the boy’s head but he didn’t want to jostle his knee.
“Okay okay hang on Tooru you dumbarse, don’t move too much.”
Hajime slipped off his t-shirt, helped Oikawa out of his then slipped his own t-shirt over the taller boy’s head. It was something that had started when they first met, Oikawa had always liked to wear Hajime’s clothes, something about scenting or shit, Hajime never asked, he assumed it had something to do with his childhood before they met. He watched as Oikawa struggled with a hoodie..now that he got a closer look at it-
“Hey Shittykawa isn’t that my hoodie? I thought I lost this you arse!”
Hajime huffed and flopped down on the bed, laying his arm over Oikawa’s chest but the other boy didn’t seem to mind, instead he just curled up a bit and hugged his arm close to his chest.
“God damnit Tooru I didn’t get that ice pack so you could just leave it lying on your mattress!”
Hajime grunted and grabbed the ice pack, pressing it to Tooru’s knee.
“Cmon let go for a sec you idiot...that’s it, just raise your head a bit so I can slip my arm underneath- there.”
Hajime now had Tooru nuzzled into his collarbone, his head was on top of his bicep, Hajime knew he wouldn’t feel his arm in the morning but whatever. He pressed his hand to the warm skin of Oikawa’s back which had become visible when the idiot had shuffled around.
Hajime didn’t know how long he was there until he heard the gentle whisper of Oikawa.
“My knee doesn’t hurt anymore...the ice pack isn’t cold anymore either.”
When Oikawa said his knee didn’t hurt anymore he actually meant it hurt like it usually did but the boy was right, the ice pack was warm. He threw the ice pack out of the bed and gripped around until he felt the familiar shape of his earpods in his pocket.
“You wanna listen to something?”
Hajime was asking because the screaming downstairs had escalated, he could hear things smashing and if he was being honest he didn’t want Oikawa to hear that shit.
“Space.”
Tooru began to kitten lick as his neck, shoulder and collarbone. If Hajime was being truthful he would say that he thought that Tooru had grown up around animals, he didn’t mean it in a mean way but sometimes Tooru, when he was really scared or tired, would start to act as if he waa an animal rather than a human.
Hajime took out his headphones and placed one in his ear and one in Tooru’s. He opened his phone and clicked on the playlist which was labelled “Sleepy Space” which was filled with all of Sleeping At Last’s songs which Tooru had downloaded onto his phone one night without permission.
“Hajime?”
Tooru whispered and he could feel his hot breath fan against his collarbone.
“Yes Tooru?”
Hajime whispered back, eyelids half shut. He gently twiddled with Tooru’s soft brown locks, he pressed his nose to the hair and breathed in deeply, the scent of peaches and roses filled his senses, he’d never admit it but he much preferred the smell of Oikawa’s conditioner to his girlfriend’s, she smelt like apples but he preferred Tooru’s much more natural scent.
“Isn’t..isn't Ichiko going to get pissy because you’re here?”
Hajime sighed and pulled Tooru closer, he placed one arm on his hip and the other one on the back of his head.
“Oikawa...Tooru..do you really want me to go?”
Hajime pressed his face into Oikawa’s hair again, the boy had a habit of being self-sacrificing which wasn’t always great for his mental health.
“...I don’t wanna be alone.”
Tooru whispered, he felt a wave of tiredness crash over him, the music was peaceful and the feeling of Hajime’s fingers in his hair was sending him to sleep.
“You answered your own question dumbass.”
Hajime chuckled and gently hummed along to the music, he pulled Oikawa’s head so his free ear was pressed up against his chest, he knew that if Tooru could listen to his heartbreak then he would calm down...it probably didn’t help that he also fell fast asleep did it?
Oikawa woke up to an empty bed but the scent of Hajime was still thick in the air, he was blissed out to be honest, completely high on affection. He rolled over with a grunt and sighed, his window was wide open, Hajime was probably long gone.
He pulled himself out of bed and stripped, pausing to press Iwaizumi’s t-shirt to his nose...it smelt so good, like home and love. Oikawa sighed and got into the shower, he cleansed his face, exfoliated everything, shampoo and conditioned his hair, brushed his teeth and when he got out he rubbed oil into his skin. He heard his phone ping and he opened it.
Litten: if you guys were Pokemon trainers, what pokemon would you have?
OiOikawa: Lunaala, Zoroark, Umbreon, Sylvion, Yveltal, Arcanine, ninetails, shiny ninetails, mimikyu, pidgies like a shit ton, tweet tweet bitch, charmander and a tyrantrum id call Iwa-chan ≧▽≦
Litten: honestly I’m not surprised
You’remydad: are you unstuck?
OiOikawa: yeah, one of you whores told Iwa-Chan to come help me and I fucking embarrassed myself
TuTushima: he send me photos
HoeHoe: what happened?
OiOikawa: he found the hoodie I had stole from him
Litten: HA SUCKER GET RECKT
OiOikawa: I hope you choke to death on a grape
Litten:...what?
HoeHoe: yo bro swallowing a whole grape hurts!
You’remydad: you all scare me
You’remydad: and annoy me! It’s 6am!
OiOikawa: awe daddy, are you gonna have to spank me?
TuTushima: hdkanxjiqnsyas queen get it on
Litten: oml
HoeHoe: what’s spanking?
You’remydad: sksksksks pls stop
OiOikawa: forgive me daddy for i've been naughty uwu (≧﹏ ≦)
You’remydad: please…just stop
Litten: get some help
TuTushima: I don’t think he would mind so much if you were Suga
OiOikawa: ahyxiwndLOL
UshiUshi: yes, father and Suga do show some rather intimate feelings towards one another
OiOikawa: Bitch, your wig has been snatched, even Ushijima knows the tea
You’remydad: but...my I don’t like Suga like that, I like someone else
TuTushima: sksksksks whAt? wHo
Litten: yall don’t get to say that when I walked in on you slamming into him, deep scratched down your back and bruised covering his neck so his white skin looked like hickies instead
You’remydad: we weren’t fucking!
Litten: oh I’m sorry, I forgot that you and him only make love
You’remydad: we weren’t having sex!!
Litten: so your dick up his arse doesn’t count as sex? Damn okay then, Oikawa come around tonight we gonna be doing Netflix and Chill but dw, it’s not sex so it ain’t gay
OiOikawa: fuckin *wheeze*
You’remydad: oml you’re all so embarrassing! I’m gonna go now, my team needs me
UshiUshi: what happened?
You’remydad: Hinata got stuck in the basketball hoop
OiOikawa: haha mood
TuTushima: everyone tell your team about the trip!
Minecraftfox: ok
UshiUhsi: hello minecraftfox
TuTushima: sksksks I forgot about you
HoeHoe: yay Kita!!!!
Litten: ew a whore
Minecraftfox: ew a bishreksual
Litten: I will literally stab you with a plastic spoon
OiOikawa: wtf-
Snek: my team can’t come, they’ve booked something, not sure what
You’remydad: they’ve?? You’re not sure???
Snek: yeah they didn’t invite me lol, something about how only couples can come
HoeHoe: that’s not nice!
Snek: I know right! But it doesn’t matter, at least I won’t miss classes
UshiUshi: yes you will, you shall come with us!
Litten: I dOnt want the slimy bastard to come!
UshiUshi: be quiet fool, adults are talking
OiOikawa: McRip
TuTushima: I want Suguru to come!
HoeHoe: yeah we love you Suguru!
Minecraftfox: yes, come
Snek: awe shucks you guys I’d love to but I don’t think they’d allow me to bring Elizabeth with!
HoeHoe: Elizabeth?
Snek: my python, my ESA
UshiUshi: here in Shiratorizawa we can help you, we shall have a car ready that shall get on the ferry. You would have to come earlier of course, we would arrive maybe a day or two after you
Snek: I- shit guys you’re all gonna make me cry
Litten: Good, weep
HoeHoe: Bro! Stop being rude!
Litten: Sorry Bro, you know how he tickles my pears
TuTushima: more like sucks your balls
Litten: fuck OfF that was OnE tiME
Snek: and we were drunk!
OiOikawa: whatever yall, we gotta get to class
UshiUshi: he speaks truths
OiOikawa: I will literally beat you with a sandal
Oikawa sighed, he was currently early to practice, the day had gone by quickly and more unless uneventful. Hajime hadn’t walked him to school nor had he seen the boy around which wasn’t unusual now that he had a girlfriend, she always managed to take the boy away from him.
He had been around for a very very long time, he remembered walking through the gardens of Babylon, his wife on his arm, the overwhelming scent of ripe fruits and colourful flowers, Mothra, his greatest wonder. She had picked a nectarine from a tree and had gently bit into the flesh, juice dribbled down her chin and she had moaned in delight.
“I love you my dear, for now and forever.”
She had looked surprised, large turquoise eyes had studied him with confused precision.
“Shut up you fool.”
Mothra slapped him around the ear and despite the gentle abuse he knew she felt the same way. He definitely knew it when he saw her for the last time.
Oikawa rubbed his eyes, wiping tears away with his thumb, he missed his wife but he knew that she wouldn’t want him to be sad, not now, not thousands of years later. He sighed and covered his face with his hands, he smiled ever so slightly when he saw the small Godzilla’s that were stitched into his jumper..it wasn’t actually his jumper, it was Hajime’s, they had swapped awhile ago so Hajime’s sleeves had little aliens on them, it was a joke but they never brought up switching back.
“Oikawa.”
A woman’s voice broke his peaceful silecence, his head whipped around and he frowned. Black hair cut into a bob with a fringe, eyeliner sharp enough to cut the tension, soft plump cherry red lips, short, curvy like a hour glass, soft supple pale skin and beautiful large green eyes.
“Ichiko.”
Oikawa gave her a strained smile, she was kind and polite to everyone except him, it pissed him off but he also understood, he was the same when someone would hit on Mothra.
“I want to talk about last night.”
She huffed and crossed her arms, obviously pissed off, Oikawa simply shrugged.
“What do you want to know?”
“How about we start with the fact you made him get up at four am.”
She glared at him and Oikawa just grinned at her.
“I needed help, he said he would come, he didn’t need to.”
He chuckled gently, he knew his ears were probably burning pink.
“Ugh, of course he had to come help you! You’re fucking needy and you piss him off all the time so I don’t understand why he even puts up with you!”
She hissed and he flinched, the insult hurt more than it should, he was an ancient creature and so why did that hurt?
“I didn’t force him to do anything! He chose to!”
He retaliated but he knew his argument was weak, he should kill her for her disrespect but Hajime really liked her and he wouldn’t hurt his gets friend.
“Next time dont fucking ask him for help! You’re pathetic! All you are is a burden! You’re nothing more than a weight holding him back like the toxic person you arse!”
She prodded her finger into his chest, he ignored the flash of depression that flared up his chest, he had heard those words before in many different situations. Well, technically she wasn’t exactly wrong about the toxic part, his atomic breath was well..atomic.
She raised her hand to slap him but stopped and Tooru had a good idea as to why, the blue glow from his eyes and mouth insinuated something, of course she didn’t know what but something.
Ichiko’s draw dropped and she looked at him with large, scared eyes, he had no remorse, he didn’t like her. He could feel the heat of his atomic breath crawl up his throat and into his mouth, it was burning out his tongue but that didn’t worry him, it would heal.
He let out a closed mouth roar, the sound was made to be felt instead of heard but that didn’t stop Ichiko from hearing the rumble, she stumbled back and raised a shaking finger to him. He felt the atomic breath cool down but he held a useless tongue in his mouth, it was burn off completely, his eyes and mouth went back to normal which was good though. He heard footsteps approaching.
“You’re a monster Oikawa Tooru! A freak! I hope you die!”
She spat them turned around and ran off. Oikawa raised his head and locked eyes with Matsukawa who looked shocked, not scared which probably meant he hadn’t seen his little light show.
“Oikawa…”
Matsukawa started but Tooru shook his head, the useless tongue felt heavy in his mouth. He held out his hand and Matsukawa took it, the boy was dressed in his volleyball uniform, that was correct, they had volleyball practice. Matsukawa rubbed gentle circles into his skin with his thumb, Oikawa appreciated it. Matsukawa always found him like this, the curly haired boy was the first to find him when he was crying his heart out on an old swing set, Matsukawa had been on a run and recognised his captain even though Tooru had been curled up, slowly swinging. He had walked over to his crying captain, sat down next to him and had taken his hand, Matsukawa didn’t need to ask what was wrong, Iwaizumi had introduced his girlfriend that day and that’s all he needed to know.
Matsukawa led Tooru to the gym, opened the door and gently sat him down on one of the benches, he watched with a mix of horror and confusion as Oikawa spat out his dead tongue, the new one having grown back like a bamboo shoot, all tender and fresh. His mouth tasted like toxic waste.
“Do you have any gum?”
Oikawa asked quietly as if he was too scared to breath their blanket of quietness, as if it would shatter with the simplest of sound.
“Yeah, watermelon.”
Matsukawa handed him two cubes and flopped down on the floor, now that Oikawa looked at him he kinda looked like a dragon. He bit into the two cubes of gum and his senses were overwhelmed. He felt tears involuntarily tumble out of his eyes.
“This is how it feels to chew five gum!”
Oikawa whimpered, opening his mouth and sticking out the new tongue which was a boyish pink, like a budding rose.
“You got some sensitive taste buds there Captain!”
Matsukawa gave him a cheeky grin and Oikawa replied with a simple middle finger.
“Shut it you dragon looking…soggy..sock.”
Oikawa had a bad habit of coming up with insults on the fly, probably not the best idea but whatever.
“Dragon huh? I think I’d make a sexy dragon! Smoke dragon or something cool like that.”
Matsukawa nodded thoughtfully and Oikawa laughed hard, shaking his head and whipping his eyes.
“Hey Matsukawa?”
Oikawa looked up at his teammate. His tone dropped to one of sadness.
“Yeah?”
Matsukawa raised an eyebrow at him, probably at how sad he sounded.
“Are..Are we friends?”
Oikawa pulled his knees to his chest and crossed his arms, he nuzzled into the crook of his elbow, peeking at the curly haired boy over his sleeve.
“Of course we are..I know we tease you but we’re friends.”
Matsukawa looked slightly worried now, he shuffled closer and gripped Oikawa’s calf, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“You don’t get paid to be my friend right?”
Oikawa squeezed his biceps, he dug his nails into the flesh but he didn’t pierce it, he never did, he knew what colour would leak out of the puncture wounds, that atomic blue blood.
“What? The fuck kind of queastion is that? Of course I don’t!”
Matsukawa looked personally offended by the question and Oikawa wasn’t sure if he felt guilty or not.
“Sorry...it’s just that my mother texted me last night, she and my dad got into a fight and so she told me that my dad had been paying the Iwaizumi family for Hajime to act as my friend...don’t tell him I told you though, he doesn’t know I know.”
Oikawa sighed and shifted one hand so it could play with Matsukawa’s curls. Matsukawa leant up into his hand, staring up at the ceiling.
“Iwaizumi doesn’t like you for the money, he likes you for you.”
Matsukawa’s words should’ve been words he believed but his mind was doubtful, of course though he didn’t think his parent would put Iwa-chan under the torture of hanging out with him just for money.
“Mmm, I think I might have to agree with you there. My darling Iwa-chan, my prince, my beautiful husband could never ever be persuaded to ever hang out with me just for the sake of money!”
Oikawa threw himself over Matsukawa’s back, lounging there like some tired rich flappet with too much money and a flare for excitement.
“Wow back to yourself huh bitch?”
Matsukawa snorted but didn’t push him off, the boy has in multiple occasions proved he didn’t hate Tooru as much as he claimed he did.
“Shut up you whore, I’m being cheated on with some c grade soggy ham sandwich of a slut let me have my moment.”
Oikawa huffed and started to put more of his weight of the taller boy, he knew the blackette could handle it, he knew most of the team could handle it since he made sure to keep flexibility in every team warm up.
“Wow, fair enough though, she is a shitty person when she isn’t with Iwaizumi.”
Matsukawa commented as if it was an after thought.
“Yeah, she’s been on my back for a effectively breathing near Iwa-chan.”
Tooru sighed, a melancholy sound really.
“Next she’ll be hounding you to drop the Iwa-chan.”
The blackette snorted as if this was all funny but Oikawa didn’t find it funny, what he would find funny would be Ichiko’s organs hung up like tinsel.