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Just a moment.
“They’re surrounding us.”
Wait.
“Hey Tsukki, are you listening? If you are, please get the fuck out of here.” Her voice sounded serious, but he could tell she was smiling.
No.
“I’m happy I met you, even here. I wish we could have… I don’t know, married? Had kids? Haha, that sounds cheesy and kinda stupid.” Sometimes, the gunshots were too strong, but the blonde understood every word.
“Tsukki!” Someone harshly grabbed his shoulder. “Come on, we have to leave!”
What kind of friend are you, Yamaguchi? I won’t leave.
“She has been training hard for all this time to save you! Don’t let her effort go to waste!” The jet haired male took his friend’s arm and started walking, dragging him as if he were a rag doll.
I can’t leave her.
His headphones were still on, he could hear the sound of fire and the subtle moans of [Name], who was distracting the enemy at the other side of their base. It was a rescue mission, the Crow squad was there in order to save one of their best brains, the leader of the intelligence division.
He. Him. Tsukishima Kei.
And as much as he wanted, he couldn’t say a word. He was thirsty, his knees were trembling, his body felt weak. Four months without light and barely any food made that to him. Actually he was surprised that he still recognized the other’s faces.
“Please, just a bit more, Tsukki.” He could feel the freckled boy’s nervousness and the force he was using to get him out of here. Knowing Daichi, they were outside, with a pretty well-armed convoy, waiting for him.
But what about her?
I won’t leave her.
His legs stopped moving and he fell into the floor. Pathetic. But hey, what else could he do?
Tadashi almost falls on top of him, but managed to stay balanced. He looked around in panic, shifting his gaze from his bespectacled friend to his surroundings, and the door that lead to their presumed freedom.
“It’s so close… Fuck, come on!” Tadashi did his best to carry his comrade in bridal-style.
What the actual fuck, Yamaguchi? Get your ass back there.
But he wouldn’t stop. His steps were slower, but he was making an advance. Neither of them were a part of the assault divisions. They weren’t that strong physically. What made them special, however, was their agile minds, just like [Name], who was risking her life back there in the fire line.
“S-she... [Name]-san did her best… these four months…” Yamaguchi could barely speak, every three words he needed to take a breath. “She really wanted to… save you.”
Go get her instead, idiot!
The exit was near, and Tsukishima felt he was going to die. If he left that building, he was sure he’d leave her. And he didn’t want that. The last time they talked was before the ambush, months ago. The [h/c] haired female was happy because she changed sections with her partner and got to be with him. He never understood why, but she seemed to enjoy his company.
And the blonde could never admit he felt the same.
He could picture her, mastering the rifle with Sugawara and practising hand-to-hand combat with Kuroo. Her petite form. nearly fainting, still wanting to continue. That was how she was. Kei felt a sudden urge to smile at the idea, but he was unable too. Even the muscles of his face felt tired. He was surely at the border of death.
“Just… a bit more.” His friend was talking more to himself this time. And the sounds echoing on his mind seemed to get louder and louder.
“Hey Tsukki― um… Kei.” It was the first time she used his name. “You should be outside by now, yes? That’s good. I’m glad.”
Don’t you fucking dare, [Name] or I swear―
“There’s only three of us here and― I don’t think we’re going to last that long. Kageyama has done a great job supporting us from outside, please thank him later.” Her voice was trembling, he noticed. When she mentioned the jet haired sniper, he heard a faint laugh. Even in a moment like this...
Suddenly, his sight became white.
He was outside.
They made it out safely.
“I think I made myself clear enough, but you're really dense so; I like you Tsu― Kei. I like you.”
He saw hands all over his body, he recognized his captain's face. An unknown subject placing a bottle on his lips, forcing him to drink something. A crown of silver, and lips moving.
“Everything’s gonna be alright.”
It isn’t.
She’s still there, and she won’t make it alive.
But none of them took off the headphones Yamaguchi gave him when he found him.
“I like you Kei. I like you― No! You ok!? Damn it!”
Why.
“I like― no. I love you ok? I love you so damn mu―”
Her voice abruptly stopped.
He knew already, but he understood when it was too late. A suicidal mission wasn’t something new for them. Sometimes, sacrifices had to be made.
Why did you fucking save me?
The humvee started and he saw the building he spent months as a prisoner disappearing within the distance. Her voice wasn’t there anymore, and after some meters, he only heard a static sound.
I’m already dead.

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Just a moment.
“They’re surrounding us.”
Wait.
“Hey Tsukki, are you listening? If you are, please get the fuck out of here.” Her voice sounded serious, but he could tell she was smiling.
No.
“I’m happy I met you, even here. I wish we could have… I don’t know, married? Had kids? Haha, that sounds cheesy and kinda stupid.” Sometimes, the gunshots were too strong, but the blonde understood every word.
“Tsukki!” Someone harshly grabbed his shoulder. “Come on, we have to leave!”
What kind of friend are you, Yamaguchi? I won’t leave.
“She has been training hard for all this time to save you! Don’t let her effort go to waste!” The jet haired male took his friend’s arm and started walking, dragging him as if he were a rag doll.
I can’t leave her.
His headphones were still on, he could hear the sound of fire and the subtle moans of [Name], who was distracting the enemy at the other side of their base. It was a rescue mission, the Crow squad was there in order to save one of their best brains, the leader of the intelligence division.
He. Him. Tsukishima Kei.
And as much as he wanted, he couldn’t say a word. He was thirsty, his knees were trembling, his body felt weak. Four months without light and barely any food made that to him. Actually he was surprised that he still recognized the other’s faces.
“Please, just a bit more, Tsukki.” He could feel the freckled boy’s nervousness and the force he was using to get him out of here. Knowing Daichi, they were outside, with a pretty well-armed convoy, waiting for him.
But what about her?
I won’t leave her.
His legs stopped moving and he fell into the floor. Pathetic. But hey, what else could he do?
Tadashi almost falls on top of him, but managed to stay balanced. He looked around in panic, shifting his gaze from his bespectacled friend to his surroundings, and the door that lead to their presumed freedom.
“It’s so close… Fuck, come on!” Tadashi did his best to carry his comrade in bridal-style.
What the actual fuck, Yamaguchi? Get your ass back there.
But he wouldn’t stop. His steps were slower, but he was making an advance. Neither of them were a part of the assault divisions. They weren’t that strong physically. What made them special, however, was their agile minds, just like [Name], who was risking her life back there in the fire line.
“S-she... [Name]-san did her best… these four months…” Yamaguchi could barely speak, every three words he needed to take a breath. “She really wanted to… save you.”
Go get her instead, idiot!
The exit was near, and Tsukishima felt he was going to die. If he left that building, he was sure he’d leave her. And he didn’t want that. The last time they talked was before the ambush, months ago. The [h/c] haired female was happy because she changed sections with her partner and got to be with him. He never understood why, but she seemed to enjoy his company.
And the blonde could never admit he felt the same.
He could picture her, mastering the rifle with Sugawara and practising hand-to-hand combat with Kuroo. Her petite form. nearly fainting, still wanting to continue. That was how she was. Kei felt a sudden urge to smile at the idea, but he was unable too. Even the muscles of his face felt tired. He was surely at the border of death.
“Just… a bit more.” His friend was talking more to himself this time. And the sounds echoing on his mind seemed to get louder and louder.
“Hey Tsukki― um… Kei.” It was the first time she used his name. “You should be outside by now, yes? That’s good. I’m glad.”
Don’t you fucking dare, [Name] or I swear―
“There’s only three of us here and― I don’t think we’re going to last that long. Kageyama has done a great job supporting us from outside, please thank him later.” Her voice was trembling, he noticed. When she mentioned the jet haired sniper, he heard a faint laugh. Even in a moment like this...
Suddenly, his sight became white.
He was outside.
They made it out safely.
“I think I made myself clear enough, but you're really dense so; I like you Tsu― Kei. I like you.”
He saw hands all over his body, he recognized his captain's face. An unknown subject placing a bottle on his lips, forcing him to drink something. A crown of silver, and lips moving.
“Everything’s gonna be alright.”
It isn’t.
She’s still there, and she won’t make it alive.
But none of them took off the headphones Yamaguchi gave him when he found him.
“I like you Kei. I like you― No! You ok!? Damn it!”
Why.
“I like― no. I love you ok? I love you so damn mu―”
Her voice abruptly stopped.
He knew already, but he understood when it was too late. A suicidal mission wasn’t something new for them. Sometimes, sacrifices had to be made.
Why did you fucking save me?
The humvee started and he saw the building he spent months as a prisoner disappearing within the distance. Her voice wasn’t there anymore, and after some meters, he only heard a static sound.
I’m already dead.