That Number Ten

Summary: Hinata, while small and unassuming, can also be intense and intimidating, especially while on the court. For some people (read: a lot of people) this is somehow attractive. Case in point, this is the third time in a month that Daichi is forced to shoo Oikawa out of the gym with a broom for harassing Karasuno's number ten. OOC, Crack, Mostly drabbles that'll probably be out of order.

1. Japan!

"Satori," Ushijima said, voice deep and rumbling. He was sat on the bench next to his teammate, hands clasped around a water bottle, and Tendou responded by tilting his head over so far it must have been painful and replying, "Yeeeesss?"

While he was glad to answer whatever his captain needed, he hoped it wasn't about the fake cockroach he'd hidden in Goshiki's bag, hoping to scare the young first year.

"I think I'm in love. How would I go about confirming this?"

Not even two metres away, Semi, who couldn't help but hear the conversation as he chugged from his water bottle, managed to lose half his mouthful of water through his nose and spew the rest across the wooden floor in an ugly sounding cough.

Ohira immediately swooped in to start smacking his back as viciously as he could dare, but couldn't stop himself from staring wide-eyed at Ushijima, who seemed blissfully unaware of the commotion he'd just caused.

Tendou found himself frozen, head still tilted over awkwardly, and could only say, "Yes?"

"I met a boy on the street."

Semi wheezed pathetically in the background, eyes streaming.

"His name was Hinata Shouyou, from Karasuno Highschool. He said he would beat me and go to Nationals."

"I-Is this related to the original question?" Tendou stammered, for once at a loss for words as he cast his eyes about the gym, hoping one of his teammates would come in and help him.

"It is." Ushijima took a deep gulp from his water bottle.

Shibaru, taking pity on Tendou's struggling, intervened with, "Do you know anything else about him?"

"He's only about one hundred and sixty centimetres high. With just a short run up, he can reach the same vertical jump as I can. He was in awe of the horses that are part of the Equestrian Course, and seems appreciative that the volleyball club has its own bus."

Shirabu opened and closed his hands for a moment, at his own loss for words and then asked, "Anything else?"

Ushijima looked up to make eye contact with the setter, face passive but eyes full of conviction.

"I like him."

Semi made a noise like a slowly deflating balloon and collapsed slowly and gracefully to the gymnasium floor.

Tendou muttered, somehow horrified and gleeful at once, "Wakatoshi, you might accidentally squash him."

2. Grand King

Hinata felt a shiver run up his spine and stumbled in his run up to spike. The ball dropped from the air and bounced off of his head, but neither that, nor Kageyama's thunderous face could shake him out of the imminent feeling of 'bad'.

Chasing after the slowly fleeing volleyball, Hinata surreptitiously glanced about the gymnasium to try and find what had scared him so badly.

In one of the low windows, he met Oikawa's eyes, the setter grinning widely at successful contact made.

"Sugawara-senpai!" Hinata shrieked, all motion in the room coming to a stop. "He's back!"

"Huh?!" Tanaka replied aggressively, instead of the intended person, whirling around in circles a few times to try and spot the offender. "Where is he?!"

"Show yourself, Trashykawa!" Nishinoya hollered. "I'll make sure to Rolling Thunder your face!"

"N-Nishinoya, that makes no sense," Asahi tried to placate, hands lifted in supplication.

"Now, now," Daichi called over the ruckus, clapping his hands together. "So long as he isn't in the gym, there's nothing we can do about him. It's after school hours so he isn't trespassing, just focus on practicing!"

"Daichi!" Sugawara sounded somehow affronted as he gathered Hinata protectively to his chest, hiding the small middle blocker with his body. "He's making a teammate uncomfortable!"

"I can go out and deal with him," Kageyama said darkly, hands holding so tightly to a volleyball that Tsukishima and Yamaguchi eased away from him, wary of the ball popping under pressure.

"We're going to practice," Daichi said firmly, tone brokering no argument. "If he comes inside, we'll deal with him. If he's still here when we're finished, we'll deal with him. For now, we practice."

"Don't look now," Tsukishima muttered, "But it looks like a rat is trying to sneak in."

As one, the Karasuno volleyball team turned to face the open doors where Oikawa was standing in the doorway, body arched almost in a pose like he was ready for his photo to be taken.

"Shou-chan!" he called, voice sugar sweet. "Have you considered my offer for a date?"

Sugawara huddled Hinata closer to him, and Ennoshita edged closer to help with the defensive force.

Daichi sighed.

"I'll get the broom," Asahi said softly, and jogged towards the cupboard, while Nishinoya and Tanaka stood in front of Hinata and Sugawara to do their 'crouch and spin' intimidation technique, faces like demons come to life.

Oikawa just smiled, revelling in the ruckus he had caused.

Somewhere Iwaizumi sneezed and wondered if it was time to punch Oikawa in the gut.

3. Black Cats Mean Bad Luck

"And – and – " Hinata stammered into the phone, desperate to get every word out as quick as possible.

"Slow down, Shouyou, I'm not going anywhere," Kenma's placid, but fond voice sounded over the receiver.

"S-Sorry," Hinata replied, burrowing further under his covers. "We don't get to speak often. And I needed to tell you how absolutely perfect the Grand King's face is after it's been hit with a broom!"

"Why are we hitting people in the face with brooms? You'll have to remind me."

"Oikawa keeps asking me out on dates," Hinata grumbled. "I can't tell if it's serious or not, but it's really annoying. It's the third time this month! I want to play volleyball, and as much fun as it is to see Daichi-senpai chase someone that isn't me around the gym with a broom, its disruptive!"

"Ah, that does sound troublesome. I – " there was sudden clattering on the other side, banging and faint cursing.

"Kenma-kun?" Hinata asked, voice unsure.

"Ah! It's the shortie!" Kuroo's boisterous tone burst across the receiver and Hinata blinked, confused at the sudden switch.

"Eh?! I'm not short, Kuroo-san! Where did Kenma-kun go?"

"Kenma is currently indisposed, he – "

"No, I'm not, Shouyou, Tetsurou refuses to give me back my phone."

"I want to talk too!" Kuroo whined, and Hinata couldn't stifle his quiet giggle, even with his knuckles pressed to his mouth.

There was silence on the other end.

"D-Did you just laugh?"

"Tetsurou, no."

"Y-Yes?" Hinata replied hesitantly, staring at his ceiling and feeling something twist in his gut. Trepidation. Must be.

"Oh no."

"Tetsurou, I swear to god."

"Is there something wrong?" Hinata asked, sitting up and letting the covers fall from his head.

"Yes, there's something wrong. Very wrong. Very, very, wrong."

"Is Kenma-kun okay?!" was Hinata's first thought, despite having heard the Nekoma setter speak not thirty seconds ago.

"Kenma is okay. It's my heart that's not."

"Tetsurou I'm going to count to five."

Hinata stared down at the phone in horror before shoving it back against his ear.

"Kuroo-san? Are you okay? Are you ill, are you sick? Are you dying?"

"Kenma, Kenma I can't even, Kenma I can't –"

"One."

"Kenma-kun, is Kuroo-san dying?" Hinata asked desperately. "Is he okay? Is he having a heart attack?"

"Tetsurou is fine for now, but won't be if he doesn't shut up. Two."

"Kenma-kun it's just…just too precious I can't help myself."

"Three."

"What's the countdown for?" Hinata was starting to feel hysterical, fingers clenched around the phone. "Is everything okay?"

"Hinata-kun, listen very carefully," Kuroo began, voice serious as Kenma reached 'four' in the background. "This is very important. I need you to – hrrk!" His voice cut out at the same time Kenma reached 'five' and Hinata stared at the wall in fear as the phone fell silent.

Eventually, Kenma spoke again.

"Sorry about all that Shouyou. Tetsurou was being dramatic. We'll have to talk later, if that's okay?"

"Oh, oh, Kenma-kun, wait! Did your coach give you the news?"

"…News?"

Hinata grinned victoriously.

"Karasuno is coming to the Tokyo Training Camp!"

"Fuck yes!" was hollered in the background and Hinata could only blink, startled as the line cut out, Kenma hanging up suddenly and without warning.

His phone beeped with a text not two seconds later.

Sorry. Had to deal with Tetsurou. It'll be nice seeing you at the Training Camp!

Hinata's response included at least six emojis and a wayward heart.

Kenma was nice enough to reply in kind.

Not even two days later he received a text with an unknown number signed Tetsurou-chan, and a text seconds later from Kenma telling him to immediately delete the new number.

I've gotten into the Haikyuu! hype. I'd say I'm sorry except…I'm kind of not? Hinata is too precious, and everyone agrees, the end

Hope you liked it, apologies for any mistakes!

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