Pls god no
Tooru was smiling? Why? Was he truly that desperate to talk about his Titans? Perhaps he was...perhaps he was lonely in his isolated human life. Although he wasn’t truly alone, his display earlier had proved that fact, the echoing replies of his brethren was like a blanket of comfort he was unaware he needed. He was sitting on the roof in a pair of shitty old jeans and a raincoat from the 90s with one of Hajime’s turtlenecks on, not that the boy ever wore them, mostly because Oikawa kept on stealing them.
Who could blame him though, Hajime’s clothes were warm and they smelt like him. Tooru wasn’t human, despite him looking like one he wasn’t actually one. He was the alpha, the apex of apex predators, the King of Titans before he was a human and so he only had animal instincts paired with human intelligence. He knew he wasn’t the only being like this, the other Titans would probably be suffering the same fate. The thing about Titans was that they had to blend in with the humans, it felt like submission which he hated, he was a King and therefore did not wish to submit but at the same time if he and the other Titans stayed in their true form they would kill off many humans which would end in a bottomless pit of conflict between both human and Titan.
He had to lead by example, if he kept the humans safe then so would the rest of the Titans. Life was not like it was back before the humans...or at least when there were less of them. There could be not battle for dominance without mass casualties, he had beaten off many competitors anyway and he was the Alpha, no one would step in his way without being slaughtered and he kept this vow but he couldn’t when it came to humans.
When Kageyama came to him and asked for him to teach the boy to serve that was a direct threat for the throne and Tooru refused to loose what he had sacrificed so much for, if he lost to Kageyama the Titans would follow the human despite the kid being a human, once the boy would die there would be no sense of pack and they would fight each other to the death, he could not allow that no matter the cost, he could not sacrifice the human race all because some child wanted to learn how to serve.
It wasn’t Kageyama’s fault, he didn’t know but Tooru couldn’t simply ignore a threat to his position and so he was pissed at the brat for even insinuating he was going to be better than Tooru. It didn’t help that Iwaizumi stopped him from hitting Kageyama, it meant that Iwaizumi accepted Kageyama as a challenger for the alpha position...it meant that Iwaizumi didn’t want him as the alpha. Of course none of the humans knew this and to them Oikawa had snapped and tried to hurt Kageyama and Iwaizumi had stepped in to save the pair of idiots but Tooru wasn’t human and he loved Iwaizumi so it hurt so fucking much to see the man he love stand up for someone who was a direct threat.
The rain pelted down, slapping his face, it felt nice, it felt normal, it felt like home. He remembered how he used to lay on his back in the sea, bird would fly and land on his body, seals would climb up and lay on his stomach, resting and purring to each other, rain would fall down from the endless sky and slap against his scales, the clouds would clear and he would be swallowed by the endless intensity of the stars. He missed that freedom, he missed his natural body, he missed feeling comfortable in his own skin.
Private Message Godzillasimp and OiOikawa
Godzillasimp: u ok
OiOikawa: awe does Iwa-chan care about me????
Godzillasimp: tch
Godzillasimp: my gf is looking for that Godzilla hoodie you have, she wants to wear it..can I have it back
OiOikawa:...no
Godzillasimp: why tf not
OiOikawa: because I need it
Godzillasimp: cant I just give you another one
OiOikawa: no, it’s doesn’t work like that Iwa-chan my brain chooses like once this and doesn’t work with anything else
Godzillasimp:...fine just don’t tell her alright cause I don’t want her bitching about you
OiOikawa: ugh Iwa-chan <3<3<3
Godzillasimp: shittykawa….
OiOikawa: you looooooove me
Godzillasimp: ew
OiOikawa: *le gasp*
Godzillasimp: gtg
Fuck, he just wanted...well actually he didn’t know what he wanted. He was laying on his roof with his mother fucking some nameless dick downstairs on the same bed she fucked her husband. He thought of her soft black hair and warm brown eyes, her pretty pale skin and her voice when she used to sing him to sleep.
He felt like he was in chains, everyday he was just a coma in a classroom. She would shout and scream whenever he got detention or bad grades, it didn’t fucking help when he rolled his eyes or pulled a face, it was always the same reason.
“We’ve talked about this Oikawa, you can’t make that face.”
And he would go home and be met with a wall of tension. It was like walking into a snake pit, mother seething, waiting to bring it up and when she could? It was living hell, toxic. It was like breathing in liquid poison. Words spat with a tongue as sharp as a blade, Tooru would boil. He would simmer in anger, waiting for anything to just push past the tension and he would snap. Badly.
Last time he snapped he tore Ushijima a new one, the boy had approached Oikawa and just seeing the tall brunette seemed to set him off. He spat words like a weapon. He punched the fucker in the face. Hard.
The lecturing from Irihata was worth it besides what was a few more laps around the gym? He was too important to be benched anyway. Having to formally apologise to Ushijima was less fun but seeing the dark purple bruise and the masses of bandages that signified he had broken the boy’s nose which made him preen in delight. Have you ever felt someone break under your fist? Well, Oikawa loved it, it was so satisfying, to have someone bleed underneath him, it was addictive, it triggered his hunter instincts.
Well, enough of that. He jumped down to the ground and shivered as pain shot up his knee, mistakes were made..he would have to actually do his physio tonight. He quietly walked through the halls of his house, his mum now passes out drunk on the sofa, his dad fucking some slut he had brought home just after his mum’s whore left, his sister smoking cannabis, the scent clubg to her hallway like perfume and the odd sounds coming from the kitchen, he never quite liked that part of the house, every instinct he had screamed at him to not go there and so he never did.
Was his family okay? The big picture hanging on the landing of the gallery staircase in their modern house in Ishigaki would say that yes, they were happy but the viper pit that was his home would disagree, the walls would whisper of infidelity, abuse and deception.
Of course though he wasn’t actually related to any of the Oikawa’s, he just simply shared their name and looked like them with brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin. Other than that he was not related to them in anyway, cut that thought from your heart.
Although not all of his life as an Oikawa was bad, they were rich and he had learnt that if you were rich you were more or less free...to an extent of course. He could buy whatever he wanted, however he wanted, he didn’t have to go to school or to work, he could drop out. He could buy his way into the Japanese team, he could make sure Iwaizumi got what he wanted, he would follow that boy to the ends of the Earth, he would die for Iwaizumi.
He sighed heavily, he felt tired. Sometimes he wished he could just go back to how it was before all this, back to his kingdom of Babylon and just live there. Coming back from his duties to his beautiful queen. He wanted to search the gardens for peaches only for Mothra to whack him over the head because he ruined his robes. He wanted her to shout at him again, call him an idiot. He wanted to engulf her in a hug and to just lay down with her, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
He supposed his life wasn’t all bad now though. He had Iwa-Chan and his team, plus the other captains and his fangirls doubled as some sort of protection squad when someone got a little too touchy feely. Besides, going to expensive places was actually kinda fun, being able to go into Gucci and shops like that without worrying about what he was spending? Liberating. He could live like royalty but he didn’t, not all the time. He hung out with his team, walked to school, went to the local corner shop, he lived a somewhat humblish life most of the time but that didn’t stop him going to nice restaurants wearing a stunning suit, using his bodyguard as his date because even if he didn’t have cake he had sexy thighs and legs for days with pretty brown hair so he could work most tight suits and some dresses.
His anger though? Wasn’t as bad as Iwaizumi’s. Iwaizumi snapped, he burst with this rage found rarely in humans while a Oikawa boiled, he let his anger bubble until he burst in one go and tore through people like sharp claws, leaving carnage in his way. That’s what his anger was like. Animalistic.
BoogieWoogie
You’remydad: has anyone seen Hinata???
OiOikawa: chibi-Chan? Why??
Gucciflipflops: we cant find him anywhere, Suga is going crazy
Asesus: yes pls help us find him!
OiOikawa: how did you loose him?
Litten: idk bro he is like 5’0
HoeHoe: he does have beacon hair the bro
Litten: oh shit you right bro…
Babayaga: Brokuto and Kubroo, two halves of a whole idiot
Litten: stfu you grim reaper catapilars eyebrows looking arse
OiOikawa: Insult him again and I’ll slowly rip of each of your nails and scrape them over your eyeballs
Babayaga: Ugh Captain!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Litten: I-
TuTushima: damn that’s hot 🥵
OiOikawa: only for you~
Gucciflipflops: wait what-
Rollin: yams stop your jealousy is showing-
Gucciflipflops: What??? No I’m not jealous!
Gucciflipflops: stfu Noya you useless midget
Rollin: sksksksks
Rollin: @Asesus come protect me-
Asesus: I-
Asesus: you brought this upon yourself
Rollin: Wha???? BABE!!
Asesus: sorry
Asesus: I’m going to go pray-
TuTushima: -////-
Boba: oooo
Boba: is it ✨L O V E✨
Babayaga: I think it is
Babayaga: ✨L O V E✨
TuTushima: stfu
TuTushima: YALL USELESS
Gucciflipflops: 0////0
TuTushima: I-
Gucciflipflops:...love?
TuTushima: No!
Gucciflipflops: ah..
TuTushima: NO WAIT I MEAN YES
TuTushima: FUCK NO IM SORY IM EAN NoO!
TuTushima: IM GOONAGONOWLOVEYOULOTSBYE
Gucciflipflops: 0///0 eh?
You’remydad:FFS
You’remydad: GUYS HINATA
HoeHoe: oh shit
Litten: fuck i forgot about that….
You’remydad: ugh….
OiOikawa: I’m sure he’ll be fine
You’remydad: and how would you know that???
OiOikawa: bc I’m his friend :)
Now, he wasn’t dumb and he knew that so when the idea of Hinata being Quetzalcoatl popped up into his mind he realised he was probably correct. The titan roar close to home, the birds, the snakes and the scarification which acted like a morbid story of Hinata’s past.
Tooru slid open the window of his bedroom. Most traditional houses didn’t have a second floor but he wasn’t complaining, it made sneaking in and out easier. He hummed, if he was correct that Hinata was Quetzalcoatl then he wouldn’t need to a loud call, just enough so any Titan in the prefecture could answer. The call would need to be high pitched since Quetzalcoatl was technically a bird serpent thing so he would hear the call. Plus he didn’t want it too quiet so that Hinata would think he was injured then rush over.
He felt the rumble bubble in his chest. He opened his mouth. And by the Gods did he roar. He waited. Ears pricked for any sound. He was about to reach for his phone and tell Daichi to call the police when he heard it. A quiet response. A gentle squawking sound that seemed to flow with the air. Hinata was fine.