Oikawa had always done everything for his team. He had cared for them. He had helped train then. He had done everything. Yet when they failed the preliminaries, they all blamed him but Kyotani and Kunimi. Everyone else blamed him. And everyone else started to trash talk him. Even oikawas boyfriend and best friend, Iwaizumi. And now Oikawa had had enough. He didn’t want his team to hate him when he knew there was a team who wished everyday that they could have him. And do he does what his arch rival has always asked of him.
Hinata has a falling out with Karasuno at afternoon practice because he was sick and tired of people telling him he was nothing without kageyama. So Hinata ran home afterwards, tears in his eyes and when he got home he ran to his dad and his dad’s heart broke. “I’m not having you in that school any longer! You’re moving to my school.” He said, being the principal of a school on Hinata thinks for a moment. “Okay.”
To the average eye Kageyama’s was a tall scary guy who hated everyone and only cared about himself. That’s what it looked like to a lot of people anyway. But not the volleyball players. They knew that looks can be deceiving and that Kageyama was just a big cutie that needed love. Along with this everyone thought the opposite of what they thought about kageyama to Hinata. But the boy just hadn’t hit his growth spurt yet. That was the only issue. So when the time for the training camp came along all of the teams put their minds to one thing. Make Kageyama’s their’s and make him feel the love he deserves.
What if. It's a question that starts a lot of things. Who would have known that such a simple question would lead to such complex emotions? Oikawa was just thinking to himself 'what if Iwa-chan and I were dating?' That's all it took for him to start slowly feel weird around his childhood best friend. But he soon ended up falling for his best friend. Hard. One question still lingered on his mind though; 'What if iwa-chan doesn't like me back?' Next thing he knew, he was coughing up a storm. He rushed out, covering his mouth, and then looked in horror at what he saw. A single lily petal.
Hinata Shoyo enrolled at Karasuno High School not because it was the Little Giant's alma mater, no, he did it because he knew about the rumours of 'flightless crows'. Hinata Shoyo wasn't dumb nor was he bad at volleyball. You can't be bad at something you have played since childhood with your cousins there to guide you but he had to pretend, for fame in sports or being a model student meant recognition and popularity and what if his father came knocking at their peaceful doors again because he found out where they were because of Shoyo. But what if 'he' finds them anyway? And with Shoyo's desire to finally shed himself of the mask he hides his true self in because of the support from his cousins, his new comfort people he finds himself opening up to and the renewed urge to fly like the 'Little Giant' what awaits him and his family? Will he receive support or get hurt the most from where he didn't expect? Well help comes from the most unexpected of people this time.
Professional Volleyball player Hinata Shouyou accidentally time travels back in time to his High School years. After a series of events, he ends up becoming Karasuno's new Volleyball Coach. Now that Hinata-san has taken over, how is their first-ever Spring Tournament going to turn out for Karasuno? Are they going to reach the top? What about their friends and opponents? Are they ever going to find out the mystery behind the two Hinatas? Hello everyone, let me say this, this fan fiction is not mine, its belong to my AWESOME! IDOLO AUTHOR! MASTER ELAINE!! i just want to share this AWESOME FANFICTION HAIKYUU to you guys. If your wondering if i ask her permission then yes i did even though she still didnt reply "tehe" i just really want to share this AWESOME FANFICTION to all of you thats all and be sure to support my idol Author Elaine! :) though if master Elaine want me to delete this then will delete it :(
Atsumu had always been a cheerleader of sorts for his friends, his teammates, even his rivals sometimes, always egging them on and cheering for them. And so. Inarizaki did what they thought would be the best. Switched all of atsumu’s training clothes and outdoor wear to cheerleading outfits. Knowing full well what it would do to everyone at the camp.
Bokuto had just lost a bet with his best friend Kuroo. And for the 4 week training camp, Bokuto would have to dress like a girl. Bokuto was unhappy at first but when he tried them on he realised, he felt more like himself in these outfits. Not only this but the volleyball boys couldn’t help but stare. Maybe the bet would work to his advantage after all
Haikyu is a well-known anime and Hikarari Yanase, a normal highschool student was a hardcore fan of the anime. On a unfortunate day, as Yanase was walking home, she was way too focused on her phone watching Haikyu that she had an accident as she was crossing the road. Only to wake up, standing infront of a class that she hasn't seen before, but a tangerine colored hair captured her attention.
Oikawa had been fifteen when he got his first girlfriend. He remembers that her hair was long and pretty and brown, and that her eyes had sparkled, and that she had just a few more freckles than him. He remembers thinking she was the prettiest girl in the world. He remembers that the first time he told his dad about her, he'd been lectured for saying he loved her. He'd been told love was something conditional, something you had to earn and certainly not something to give out to the girl you sat next to in chemistry class. He remembers feeling guilty for wanting to say he still did. Oikawa was seventeen when he fell for Iwaizumi. or, Oikawas's been in love with Iwaizumi for longer than he'd like to admit, and the distance now between them only makes him fall harder.
Kenma knew something was wrong the moment Kuroo didn’t wish him a good morning. He had known his best friend since they were in elementary school. Because of this, he knows exactly what this lack of greeting means. Especially after what Yaku had told him earlier that day. Yaku had approached him at the end of their morning volleyball practice, his brows furrowed in concern and frustration radiating off him in waves. “Hey Kenma, sorry to bother but I have to ask, is Kuroo like…okay? That dumbass seemed unusually out of it today.” Normally, Kenma wouldn’t care all that much and would simply respond that Kuroo is grown enough to deal with his own shit. But the fact that Yaku of all people was concerned was a glaring red flag. If not that, then the way Kuroo kept sighing and not paying much attention to the others trying to make him smile at the very least, was even more concerning. So here he is now, after school, standing in front of his childhood best friend's apartment trying to figure out what to say. TLDR; Kuroo is stressed and bottling things up, Kenma goes and comforts him. Things are stupidly fluff from there.