Kageyama was in a match. It was tough, he had no idea what the team that they were facing was called though. He just knew they were a troublesome opponent. There was a large crowd. Though he couldn't make out anyone specific, he could see flashing lights and hear a muffle of noise. Sweat trickled down his cheeks, dripping off his chin along with an uneven, unsteady breath. Arriving on their side of the court, the ball was tossed and kept in above-gound-level by his reliable teammates. The ball had arrived in his hands, with Hinata already in the air. It felt natural, but at the same time odd, as he flicked the ball into Hinata's grasp. Within seconds he heard the familiar "Thwack" echo across the halls, resulting in the crowd exploding with excitement. Scoring another point, the two cheered, absolutely ecstatic. This, this was what they loved so much! The feeling of winning together. "Kageyama! Look! We did it!" Hinata grinned, and as usual there seemed to be the hopeful and enthusiastic arua around him. Hinata looked to the side, where Asahi was ruffling Noya's hair to praise him. The two had been on a roll this match, Kageyama could tell. "Praise me Kageyama, too!" He smiled, tilting his head a little in Kageyama's direction. It made Kageyama flustered, but why? He obliged, and patted Hinata's head, ruffling his hair just as Asahi had done. He smiled at Hinata, the orange hair against his hand was now messy.

Suddenly, the entire scenario changed. Something that often happened in dreams, where the setting and scenario would change rapidly but it would all seem so normal until the heavy sleeper woke. They were in a park, just the two of them; Hinata and Kageyama. It was quiet and nobody else seemed to be about, as they were sat on a tall hill. The wind was gentle and a large tree above was shading them from strong sun rays. Hinata turned to Kageyama with a softer expression that he would occasionally get a glimpse of. It was short, sweet and all around adorable. "Kageyama, I'm tired," Hinata whined, resting his head against Kageyama's lap and lying down. It happened so naturally, the closeness of the two seemed like nothing out of the ordinary. Kageyama opened his mouth, speaking softly "Hinata.. I..."

Kageyama woke up.

Reflecting on his dream with a semi-concious mind, there was no conclusion Kageyama could come to. It had all seemed a little.. Strange. But he chose not to pay too much attention to it, a dream was just an illusion of the mind, after all.

He checked his phone under his thin pillow for the time, it read "7:46am". He sighed, everyone else would be waking up soon. His dream was rather peculiar, but he didn't want to think about it. Dreams were just dreams. They didn't mean anything. They weren't real. Kageyama rolled onto his stomach and scrolled through his phone, and looked through his gallery. He paused, turning to see if Hinata was still asleep. Chuckling, he opened his camera and took a picture of the sleeping Hinata, with a small amount of drool coming out the side of his mouth and messy bed hair. He then looked through the rest of his pictures, the faint light of his phone illuminating his face and a small area around him. Most were pictures of him and Hinata. Or just Hinata. And it seemed that the ones he liked most usually or entirely contained the orange-headed spiker. Kageyama was never bothered to delete any, and so occasionally he would come across large spams of photos by other teammates pulling silly faces. That's what happens when you leave your phone unlocked around the volleyball club Kageyama thought with a small grin.

Hinata seemed happy when he was around Kageyama. In the pictures he was always smiling, Kageyama noticed. Or perhaps that was because people normally smiled during pictures. Either way, the two had certainly grown to like eachother as friends, whether they knew it of not. But there had always been something else, something that seperated what they had from most friendships that neither could put their finger on. Both chose not to let it bother them, refusing to explore what might or might not be somthing more.

At 8am Kageyama woke Hinata up. His hazed and groggy expression almost made Kageyama want to laugh at him. The ginger sat up, yawning quietly. Kageyama was focused on his mobile, still flicking through the gallery. Hinata, making use of the lack-of-concentration, snatched the phone out of the other's hand and quickly spammed him with several pictures. These blurry photos eventually included Kageyama attempting to reach and grab the phone "Give it back!" Kageyama grumbled, "Dumbass," he remarked as he scrolled through the fifty added photos on his camera roll. "And morning to you too,'" Hinata nodded, looking down, a little surprised he was still in his clothes from yesterday. "I didn't change?" He said quietly with a confused tone. Kageyama shook his head and stood up, "You fell asleep outside on the grass. I had to carry you in, you're lucky nobody saw, stupid." He rolled his eyes, turning away from Hinata to walk out the door. "Better pack up, we leave in an hour." Kageyama added, before walking out of the room towards the hall where breakfast was being held. Hinata was suprised, he hadn't expected Kageyama to carry him and tuck him in so nicely. He wished he had been awake at the time, and wondered what it had felt like, being close enough to hear his heartbeat.

But that was a silly thought.

By the time breakfast was over and Karasuno were just about ready to leave, both of them had completely forgotten about what Kageyama had said earlier. Even though it was something so small, it had felt so significant to both of them. They were all outside now, grouped up by the van while Tanaka "showed off his muscular strength" and hauled each bag back into their corresponding places. Hinata was badgering Kenma about the new game he was playing called "Dungeons, Dungeons and More Dungeons", which was apparently for 'skilled players only' and that was why Hinata wasn't allowed to try it (according to Kenma). Kageyama was hanging around with Daichi and Sugawara, who were disucssing setter tactics together. Kuroo was obviously trying to wind up Tsukkishima, currently attempting to figure out a new and horrific nickname for the irritated blonde. Ennoshita was off somewhere, checking in with Noya and Tanaka every now and then.

When everyone was ready to leave, the teams seperated and lined up again as they had done before. "Thank you very much for letting us stay!" Thanked Karasuno, who all bent in unison. Afterwards, Suga stood by the door again, with Daichi holding another register. Helping seat each pair, the two third years were last to board. As the driver took the wheel he pressed on the horn three times as they drove out of Nekoma's car park. Hinata pressed himself against the window, waving and yeling goodbye along with everyone else. Kenma had actually pulled his eyes away from his console to wave, as the rest of Nekoma jumped and yelled their goodbye's right back at them. Their next stop was a hotel in central Tokyo, where they would spend the next three nights. Everyone had planned to check out several different tourist attractions, some together and other's in smaller groups. Hinata sat patiently, determined not to fall asleep, and it wasn't like he was going to anyways, he had gotten plenty yesterday. It was a shorter journey than the one to Nekoma, as they filed out and grabbed their suitcases one by one Hinata admired the scenery around them.

The hotel was tall, and all around it were lit up, large buildings and full pavements and roads. The entire city was bustling with life, and at mid-afternoon it's capacity was at it's peak. "Gwaaah!" Hinata remarked with eyes wide and an inspired expression. His suitcase trailed behind him as they walked through big double doors. Asahi politely held it open for them all and followed the group in, standing near the counter as Sugawara checked them in. Daichi requested they group up into a corner, and while Sugawara and Daichi stood, the rest sat cross-legged around them like school children. Everyone was listening intently as Suga spoke "Okay, we're all checked in!" He smiled and clapped once, "Each of us will be sharing a room with our partners, so please pick someone you'd like to go with." Sugawara paused to let everyone pick a partner. Now see, Kageyama knew Hinata was of the popular type, and if he wanted a decent partner he would have to grab him first. So Kageyama took hold of Hinata's wrist and mumbled "D-Dumbass.. you're my partner," Hinata turned, suprised at Kageyama. Normally Kageyama would just expect Hinata to choose him, but this time it was Kageyama who had actually asked! "Whaaaa?! Kageyama you can't just tell me I'm your partner! That's for me to decide!" He whined, but paused and added something quietly "But okay, let's be partners," Hinata smiled, and bit his bottom lip in embarrassment as he noticed Kageyama still holding onto his wrist.

"So... we're room 349," Hinata walked along, his suitcase in one hand and Kageyama grasping onto his other wrist subconsciously. As they stopped at their door, Hinata mumbled, "Uhm, Kageyama, my wrist..?" Kageyama looked confused for a second, as though he hadn't even realised he was still holding on. "You've not let go since ten minutes ago," Hinata laughed, and reached for the room keys out of his pocket once his hand had been freed. Kageyama sulked a little, embarrassed that he had subconsciously clung to Hinata. Thing's had been getting more and more strange between the two lately, and neither of them were sure about how to feel about it.

Hinata opened the door and strolled in, the room was fairly big, with a sofa and a flatscreen TV hung on the wall. There were large panel glass windows with blinds that were currently open, allowing the sunlight to creep in. Hinata's eyes wandered over to the freshly made beds, and chucked his suitcase on one. "Nice, isn't it?" Hinata smiled as he watched Kageyama check out the bathroom. "I guess so," Kageyama nodded, shoving his suitcases ontop of the other bed and sitting next to it with an exhuasted sigh. "Waaah! Kageyama! There's no way you're tired already! There's still so much to do today! You promised me we would go to that super cool cafe down the road that we saw...!" Hinata whined, turning to Kageyama in disbelief. "Later,"

"But I want to go nowwww,"

"We still have two more days here, you know,"

"But everyone else has probably left to go somewhere by now!"

"But I'm tired,"

"And I'm not!"

"Hinata just-"

"Kageyaaaamaaaaa,"

"Ugh, fine, dumbass. If you want to that badly." Grumbled Kageyama, who sat up and ran a hand through his hair, before sliding on his rucksack again. "Wooohooo!" Hinata exclaimed with a large jump- that almost made him hit the ceiling. Kageyama, at this point, was more concerned about getting Hinata back in one piece than anything. This guy was designed for trouble! He dashed out the entrance, followed by Kageyama complaining for him to slow down as he locked the door.