I won’t hesitate bitch-
The next day found Oikawa standing on the side of the court, t-shirt sticking to his skin, the heat didn’t help either. He felt like he was dying, he just wanted to dive into the cool water of the ocean and let himself be himself again, he wanted to feel the water against his scales, he wanted to float on his back and have birds land on him.
“Oh yeah, guys, we’re going on a training camp next week with Karasuno, Johzenji, Fukurodani, Inarizaki, Nekoma and Shiratorizawa.”
Oikawa said, fanning himself with a wind up penguin fan.
“Oi Iwa I think Oikawa has heat stroke cause he just said we have a training camp with.”
Hanamaki covered Kyoutani’s ears.
“Shiratorizawa”
“I heard it as well.”
Matsukawa grumbled from where he stood under the AC.
“No it’s true. We’re going to the beach and everything from Monday to Saturday. We’re going to Aharon.”
The team stared at him with wide eyes.
“Don’t worry I’ll pay for your flight tickets. Shiratorizawa is paying for everything else. They’ve got hot springs.”
He held his T-shirt up and let the fan cool down his chest. Why did today have to be so fucking hot? His guard was out collecting his snake and iguana because apparently Tooru wasn’t allowed to miss more school.
“Jesus Shittykawa, did you organise this without the coaches?”
Hajime grunted and half fell, half sat down next to him, brooding as always.
“Coaches knew about it, it’ll be fun plus it’s a great way to get insight on the other teams.”
Tooru laud over the top of Hajime, stretching out. Hajime grunted but didn’t push him off despite the heat, Oikawa was always could to the touch and in some cases wouldn’t be able to get out of bed or really move when it snowed, the team had a joke about him being cold blooded but none of them knew how correct they were.
“Mngh don’t move Shittykawa, I might sleep like this.”
Hajime grumbled into the soft brown locks that curled gently around his face. Oikawa always took the best care he could for his hair.
“Mmm Iwa-chan you’re really warm!”
Oikawa groaned but didn’t move, he was a cold blooded creature and so when it was too cold for him to move he would just curl up next to Hajime, he used to do it a lot as a kid but now he didn’t do it as much.
“Then get off if you’re so put off.”
Hajime stated and started to move his hands but Tooru glared at him and so he put his hands back around the taller.
“Shut up.”
Tooru nuzzled his neck, it was too hot to play volleyball for any of them, Tooru, although hot felt like an ice pack.
“Don’t start licking me idiot.”
Hajime whispered, Tooru could feel his friend’s grin on his neck. Tooru rolled his eyes and bit Iwaizumi’s jaw, not hard or anything but enough to feel like a gentle pinch.
“Oi What was that for?”
Hajime grunted, giving Tooru a soft glare.
“You always bite my cheeks when I’m eating!”
Oikawa stuck his tongue out, making a bleh sound as he did so.
“That’s because they’re so fat they look like pork buns idiot.”
Hajime squished Tooru’s cheek to emphasise his point.
“Oi lovebirds. You said we’re going on holiday yeah? What are we gonna do about schoo work huh?”
Hanamaki leant over them, a disapproving look on his face.
“...study?”
Oikawa wrested his head on Hajime’s chest, ear pressed to the firm muscle, he tapped out Hajime’s heartbeat with his finger.
“Shittykawa now everyone can just absorb knowledge like you okay?”
Hajime gently slapped his shoulder, rubbing it after.
“Sorry sorry I forgot! We can get the teachers to email us and shit..besides shouldn’t you guys be studying anyway?”
He glared at his team, he was always on top of things like this, he was like the mother and Iwa was the dad. Ha. If only.
“Ugh fine, we’ll email our teachers!”
Matsukawa groaned, if he was an animal Tooru was pretty sure he’d be a sloth.
“Oh yeah Shittykawa, Hanamaki and I were thinking about getting a manager.”
Hajime gently rubbed circles into his back.
“Oh? Who are you thinking of?”
Tooru grinned widely, the idea of a manager didn’t seem too bad.
“I was thinking of Ichiko. She likes volleyball plus is outgoing. She is organised and I think she’d be a great fit!”
The way Hajime’s eyes sparkled and that stupid little grin he got when he talked about her made Tooru’s heart twinge, he didn’t know why it hurt. He just wanted Hajime to himself, was that too much to ask for?
“W-well I don’t know..does she have any previous experience? It’s not like we’re some team for fun, we’re aiming for nationals Iwa-Chan…”
Tooru would be lying if he said he thought she would be a bad fit. She was intelligent and ruthless, he knew her organisation skills were incredible and he knew she wasn’t going to joke around but at the same time he hated her.
“Shittykawa you know I wouldn’t’ve said anything if I didn’t believe she could be useful! She’s friend with Karasuno’s manager who is helping her out.”
Hajime just looked so desperate, he never talked about Tooru while wearing that expression.
“I mean...I get that but like, it’s coming so close to nationals and I-”
Tooru was cut off by Hanamaki.
“What do you have against her? You’re always like this when Iwa brings her up! God just get over yourself Captain, just because Ichiko likes him and not you!”
Hanamaki snapped, he never was usually like this but what had driven him to this level of anger? Tooru didn’t know. What he did know was that he felt heat bubble in his throat, he couldn’t let the humans see him like this. Oikawa pushed off of Hajime and stood up.
“I have nothing against her, my focus is on our team and that is all.”
His response was probably cold but he had to run out. He slipped into the changing room then he locked himself in a shower stall. He felt claws burst through his nails, scales ripping through his skin, heat rising up and bubbling like magma in his throat, eyes burning with pain as the radiation dried out his eyeballs.
He scratches at the plastic, easily tearing through it like butter. He opened his mouth and felt the heat leave him, the plastic warped and dripped under his grip. He smelt the burning plastic, he felt his eyes fall out of his head, blood dripping down his eye sockets and down his face.
Tooru wasn’t sure how long he was there until he could see again. He groaned and rolled his shoulders, hating the way his body popped, was he getting old? Tooru walked out the shower and shut the door behind him, as long as no one saw the state of the bathroom then he was fine! He took off his t-shirt and changed it for a new one, the old one was covered in blood and the back was ripped open by his dorsalphins. He took a deep breath in then walked back to the gym.
“Sorry everyone I just popped to the loo.”
He grinned and waved at his team, he looked around and it occurred to him that Mad Dog wasn’t there.
“Where is Mad Dog-chan? I’m sure he was here today!”
He looked around the room again, worry sparked up in his heart.
“Oh? The tennis ball idiot went to the bathroom not long after you.”
Yahaba replied, looking at Tooru with a big grin.
“Oh? Did he?”
Fuck, he hadn’t heard anyone come in but then again he was too busy going atomic. He span around and made his way back to the door but Kyotani walked through, fear evident on his face.
“C-Captain.”
Kyotani’s hands shook, his eyes were wide, he knew, shit he knew.
“Mad Dog-Chan! Can I talk to you?”
He stormed towards the boy, grabbed his wrist and yanked him back into the changing room. He threw the shorter boy against the wall, he glared down at him, anger rolling off in waves.
“I-I..Captain what the fuck was that? D-did you do that?”
The blonde faintly gestures to the shower stalls, he could still smell the burning plastic.
“Did you see the damage?”
Oikawa snarled, he pinned the boy in place with his arms, claws digging into the plaster.
“Erm...y-yeah.”
Kyotani pressed up against the wall, looking past his shoulder, obviously too afraid to meet his gaze.
“Fuck.”
Tooru groaned, he was stuffed.
“Look, you speak a fucking word of this to anyone and I’ll rip your eyes out, shove them down your throat so you can watch as I rip your carcass open...kapiche?”
He didn’t like being angry but sometimes it was really needed, especially when situations like this arose.
“I-I won’t!”
It appeared Kyotani was so scared he developed manners! How amusing!
“Good!”
Oikawa grinned widely and threw him a peace sign, trying to smoothen out the tension he had created.
“Can I ask you a queastion?”
The blonde mumbled, looking down at the floor shyly.
“Sure! I’m your amazing senpai would will always be here for you Mad Dog-Chan! I’ll answer anything you want!”
Oikawa grabbed his hands and bounced up and down on his toes, a dopey grin on his face.
“Ugh, all I was gonna ask you was what the fuck are you? No human could do something like that can they? I ain’t stupid.”
The boy growled and struggled slightly, Oikawa sighed and stood up straight, he should’ve guessed this queastion was coming.
“Well...I’m godzilla”