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He stood there, alone, watching as the sky went from its once bright and serene color to black. No one knew what was coming. Well, no one, but him. The brunette needed to figure out if he would give his loved one a warning or if his partner could handle it on his own. He knew that Iwaizumi had been training hard, but he hadn't been in battle yet and if the sky changed colors this fast, it was going to be a grave one.
No, he could handle it on his own. He wasn't going to take the chance, not a chance where his partner could get hurt. He would protect Iwaizumi quietly, so he wouldn't even know anything happened.
Both Oikawa and Iwaizumi had studied for ages about the supernatural, whether it be angels, demons, vampires, werewolves, ghosts or ghouls, it didn't matter, if there was a book or any type of information on it, they had read it. Their interests had always been with the supernatural, the whole thing starting when Oikawa was four and asked his partner about aliens. After that, they studied everything.
At the age of 10, Oikawa lost his parents to their curiosity. They had been studying ghouls off in America for a week when he got the phone call. They had been on a mission for an organization called the CCG when a mistake in their plan took place and they were found dead. Not even a simple type of dead. No, they hadn't been shot or even stabbed. His mom had been eaten. His dad, missing.
Iwaizumi's parents took him in after that, Oikawa numb. Since then, the two boys studied harder than ever. Memorizing every little detail about every creature out there, but studying ghouls most of all.
At the age of 13, they met Kageyama, a genius student and two years younger than the duo. The boy would always stay close to them, asking them about information or techniques. The younger boy made Oikawa jealous, he was a prodigy and everything Oikawa wished to be. Oikawa never saw Kageyama worried, scared or even sweat during practice. Never did he ever see the boy struggle with information and never did he see him get even a little ruffed up. It annoyed him.
But, Oikawa had one thing Kageyama didn't, a partner. Kageyama was alone, whereas Oikawa had Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi made Oikawa stronger and vice versa, while Kageyama had no one to support him. At the age of 14, Kageyama transferred, never to be seen by the pair again, but always kept at the back of Oikawas mind, as motivation. If Kageyama was still training, then Oikawa would keep working as to not be surpassed.
At the age of 15, Iwaizumi and Oikawa won an award for best pair, having hunted down their first ghoul at such a young age. The day they got called up to the stage where the presenter handed them their award, Oikawa cried. Of course not on stage, there he held his cool, his facade of acting like no one deserved it more than them unmoving. But afterwards, once they had arrived home and went to Iwaizumi's room, he cried like a baby. The fact that they had won a title that impressive at 15 was huge, and Oikawa couldn't believe they did. That night, Iwaizumi learned just how ugly of a crier Oikawa was, but not only that, he also figured out how deep his affection for the boy was. He spent the night hugging and comforting the brown haired boy and later, hanging the award on the wall.
The duo later graduated high school and joined an organization of people who fought and studied the supernatural, the JSNFO. There, they studied day and night, Iwaizumi occasionally forcing Oikawa to stop working, making sure he slept and ate, and Oikawa helping Iwaizumi with his fighting skills. It was why they made such a great duo, they could support each other and improve the others flaws.
But while others called Oikawa a miracle worker or a genius, he struggled behind the scenes. Both with his knee injury, something he had gained in high school, and with his obsession with perfection. At the same time, people called Iwaizumi the strength, the support pillar and the brain, while he also struggled. He would trip over information and fall for tricks at the start, something his partner would help him with.
Secretly, though their relationship was strong, Oikawa would hide some things for the him. Never little things like if an outfit looked bad on him or if he did something wrong. No, they were always personal problems or something he deemed dangerous. You see, if they got a mission that was too dangerous or Oikawa went on personal ones, he wouldn't tell his partner until it was over, in fear he would get hurt.
Every mission, every task, every battle, every day, the boy was scared. He couldn't let his partner get hurt, he just couldn't. Iwaizumi was all he had and he would protect him until his last death, and maybe even in the afterlife as well. He'd rather get hurt than lose his one love.
Whenever the shorter of the duo would find out, if he found out, he would get mad, sometimes ignoring him for days, sometimes just glaring at the boy and muttering about how he could handle it. Surely, if he found out what the brunette was about to do, he would charge over, yelling at him for being stupid and putting himself at risk and for not telling him, but Oikawa believed it would be worth it in the end. His best friend, partner and, lover, would be safe.
Gazing out into the deep and dark purple sky, the brown-eyed boy lets out a sigh. It will be worth it in the end, the final product would be perfect. He can help the inner group of the JSNFO rid the world of the stupid ghouls, who feast upon their kind, and when he did, the world would be safer. He knew Iwaizumi was at home, either sleeping or studying, but it didn't matter what he was doing at home, as long as he was there. He studied the night sky for a minute, taking a moment to take it in.
The sky was such a deep and uncertain thing. It changed everyday, never staying the same color, the moon going though it's phases, and visibility of stars differing daily. And yet, even with the change, it comforted the boy. No matter where he went, or what happened in his life, he knew the night sky would be above his head, the stars shinning and the moon in the sky. Some nights the sky would be purple, navy or black and the sunsets were beautiful as well. The idea that there could be life up there, differing from that on Earth, comforted him too.
The clouds shifted and that's when the masked boy noticed it in a clearer focus. The moon lit up the clearing in front of him. He could see their shadows everywhere. The ghouls were coming.
"You're early. Speaking of which, where is Iwaizumi? Isn't he usually with you?" Oikawa turns around to spot on of the JSNFOs inner groups members, Matsukawa.
"Matsukawa, you should be quieter, we're in the field, are we not? Iwa-chan is sick, so I made him stay home. Battling while sick isn't safe for anyone," the brunette responded, stringing a lie at the end. They didn't need to know that his partner wasn't really sick.
"Good point, the team is in position and we are just waiting for backup, who should be here in a minute," the boy with thick eyebrows replied with a slight joking tone in his voice, even though Oikawa could tell his was serious.
"What about Mad-Dog? Is he coming?" the brunette asks, already planning out a formation based on their usual team members. If Mad-Dog came to battle they would not only have a more aggressive person, but a bigger number of people on their side as well.
"He promised me he would," announces Yahaba appearing next to Matsukawa. Great. Everything should go well in that case.
Oikawa notices that rest of the team has arrived and just in time, the ghouls were approaching and formed a line in front of them. Oikawa scanned them quickly and then stopping at the sight of one of them. His dad.
What was his dad doing here? His dad was supposed to be dead, well missing, but Oikawa had just learned to adapt to the idea of him being dead, and now here he is, as a ghoul. His dad was a ghoul?! Was it his dad who killed his mom? All this time he hadn't known, he hadn't pieced it together. This whole time he had been a ghoul. Why did his dad not look surprised to see him, did he not recognize him?! It had been 11 years, but still you would think he would remember his son.
Letting go of the idea, Oikawa looks at his team and shakes his head, giving them the sign, the battle would start now. If his dad was a ghoul, then he would have to get rid of him, it was his job and he had to do it, whether or not he ate his mom. He watched as his teammates charged forward while he stands still, but ready for battle. The ghouls charged forward, kagunes out and ready. His team took out some, but the ghoul did as well, death was unavoidable, he knew this, but it was still sad. He hoped his close friends were strong enough to last this final battle.
Standing ready and watching the battles, Oikawa noticed something funny. His dad was missing. Had someone already taken him out?
"My my, you look just like your mom did at your age," a voice rasped behind him. Turning around, he was faced with a half ghoul, but more specifically, his dad. Putting on a mask of confidence, Oikawa starts to question him.
"Father, lovely to see you're alive, a letter would have been nice though. Since when were you a ghoul?" Oikawa snarled towards the end, holding the sides of his coat tightly.
"Remember when your mother and I went off to study ghouls in America? Well that was a lie, my dear child. We really underwent ghoul surgery and unlike your mom, I survived," he said smugly, almost as if he was proud that his wife had died and looked around. "That's weird, it seems your darling friend Iwaizumi isn't here, did he die already?" he asked pushing Oikawas boundaries.
"Don't bring him into this. This is between you and me, not him," Oikawa growled, wanting to attack his father, but standing his ground. He might have information on this surgery, one that he had not been aware existed in the first place.
"Awww is little Tooru possessive? Too bad he won't be able to see me kill you," His father cooed and then ran forward, his kagune quickly coming out of his side and pointed towards Oikawa. Dodging by rolling, Oikawa opens his coat and pulls out both his and Iwaizumis weapons of choice, the kagune knives. They always used them in close battles and they was their best weapons. Iwaizumi and Oikawa collected them, every kagune they would beat would be made into one of those little knives and after a bit, they had collected over 20 of them. Pulling out two knives, he dodges his father again, this time going under him and stabbing him in the back.
"It seems little Tooru learned to fight, too bad you'll never be good enough to beat me," his father says fiercely, pulling out the knife from his back and chucking it back at Oikawa, grazing his cheek.
The cut on his cheek snapped him out of his fantasies. He wouldn't get any more information out of the man and he could hear the cries echoing around him. This was a battle and he was wasting time.
"You always were a weak one, got that from your mother," he states with a smile, pulling out two more knives and shaking his head. Mad-Dog sped forward silently, cutting the man's kagune.
"Thank you Mad-Dog. Go help out Yahaba now, I got this," Oikawa orders, smiling at the man. "Now, let me show you what you missed over the past 11 years," he says darkly with a glare. His father was weaponless, a kagune took five minutes to regenerate after being injured and within five minutes, he would be dead. The half ghoul charged forward, ignoring that his kagune was cut and pulled out a knife he had hidden in his clothing."Oh I see, if a knive battle is what you want then sadly for you, I'll win,"
Ignoring the man with a knife, Oikawa pulls out two more and charged forward. He was going to win. Spotting an empty tree, Oikawa jumps upwards, throwing the knives at the man and hitting his arms, grabbing onto the branch and swinging forward, only to land on the branch. He watches his father pull the knives out, throwing them to the ground.
"Running away after hitting me, young man? Did no one teach you manners?"
Pulling out three knives this time, Oikawa aims two towards the mans stomach and jumps off the branch, throwing the other one aimed at his heart. Rolling on the ground and landing on his knees from the fall, the boy notices that something blocked the knife from hitting his heart. A kagune? Already?!
"Too bad for you, I regenerate faster than average," the man informs while glaring at his son, and chucking the knife towards him. Oikawa rolls again, avoiding getting stabbed in the heart, but hitting his side instead. Ouch. "Now how do you feel, my weak son? Depressed you can't beat me? Well you know if you joined me, I'm sure you'd make a great ghoul, almost as good as me,"
"Never, I will never become what you are," he mutters, holding his side and standing up slowly.
"Awww why? I'm sure I could manage to get you signed up for the surgery easily and you would be stronger than you are now," the man tries to coaxes, slowly walking forwards and lifting Oikawa chin. "And to think, you could finally be stronger than that Tobio. Tch, what a waste,"he mutters letting go of the boys chin.
Tobio? How did he know Kageyama?!
"What do you know about Kageyama?!" Oikawa spat, looking at his dad straight in the face.
"Just that he wasn't strong enough to beat me, even with that orange fuzzball by his side," Orange fuzzball? Did Kageyama finally find a partner. Wait?! He wasn't strong enough, does that mean he's dead? "Too bad they said no to the change, or they would still be alive. Maybe they would be hear, helping me beat you," Oikawa growled again, moving backwards.
"Oh, is the baby trying to run away? Too bad you can't run from me," his father continued, picking up one of Oikawa's knives from the ground and holding it towards him. Oikawa takes another step backwards only to fall backwards and land on the ground."What's wrong? Can't run away? Is the blood loss becoming too much for even you?" his father spat hastily. "Finally noticing how weak you really are when you can't lean on your little friend? Good,"
"Who said he couldn't lean on me?!" a voice yelled, stabbing the older man in the back with another kagune and cutting open the man's back. Oikawa pulls out his last kagune knife and targets his father's heart, stabbing him for the last time, hitting it spot on, as he fell to his knees. Holding his side again and putting pressure around the knife, Oikawa let out a chuckle. Of course Iwaizumi would find out in the end, he always did. Iwaizumi ran forwards to check on his partner and his wound.
"You idiot! Why didn't you tell me about this battle?!" Iwaizumi yells while checking the deep wound on the taller boys side. Oikawa's sight was slowly diminishing, being able to really only make out Iwaizumis figure thanks to blood loss.
"I wanted you to be safe," he mutters. Iwaizumi looked at the boy lovingly, still finding his stupidity to be insane.
"So to keep me safe, you risked your life? You idiot, that's the last thing I'd want," he starts, lifting the boy into his arms and running to the medics he knew the team had waiting a mile away from the battlefield, the ambulance and tent slowly coming into vision. "By putting yourself at risk, you put me at risk as well, did you not know that?" the shorter boy whispers quietly, but lovingly to his partner, lying him on one of the ambulance coots.
"Please help my idiot boyfriend, his side got stabbed with a kagune that is still there." Iwaizumi says to the paramedic quickly, not wanting his partner to lose more blood. Turning his attention back to the injured boy, Iwaizumi softly smiles, grabbing his hand.
And hand in hand, Oikawa takes one last look at his boyfriend before closing his eyes.