iwaizumi hajime/oikawa tooru, haikyuu!! ghosts, ghost hunting 724 words
Back when they were kids, Iwaizumi hadn't believed in ghosts.
Oikawa had, though. He'd always had a penchant for believeing in everything supernatural or otherworldly. Aliens, ghosts, demons, monsters under the bed--the list goes on and on.
Iwaizumi would always sigh, tell him those things weren't real. Oikawa would bicker with him, saying he was wrong. It was never a subject they could agree on.
At least, not until one night when they'd been at the park together. They were only thirteen, then, and the night had been normal, for the most part. Eerily quiet, maybe. A little creepy.
Oikawa had been clutching Iwaizumi's sleeve tightly as they decided to head for home. Not really afraid, just on guard. Iwaizumi felt the same when the warm summer night air shifted to something much colder out of nowhere.
Then, had been the first time they'd encountered a ghost. Its translucent figure trailing behind them when Iwaizumi looked over his shoulder. It was close, close enough to tell that whatever the figure was, it wasn't human.
They had run home, taking a few twists and turns from their normal route there in an attempt to lose the ghost, and when they collapsed onto Oikawa's bed--side by side and out of breath--the first thing Oikawa had said when he looked over at Iwaizumi was 'I told you so.'
After that, Iwaizumi couldn't really deny it. He had seen it with his own eyes. And then, things had changed after that.
You see, ghosts started making themselves more known in the world. There were peaceful ones, kind of like the one they'd seen that night, that didn't really do much, just existed. But then, then there were others. The ones who caused harm, who haunted and hurt people. Killed, even.
As they grew up in this new world, side by side with spirits Iwaizumi had once believed to be nothing more than stories, ghost hunting for money became a lucrative business. A new in.
It had been Oikawa's idea to take it up. They were only seventeen, then, sitting across from each other at a little cafe in town when he suggests it to Iwaizumi.
"We could do it, you know," Oikawa says, first kicking Iwaizumi's leg under the table, then curling his foot around Iwaizumi's ankle.
"Do what?" He's used to Oikawa's suggestions, his plans, but still needs to know what he's got in mind for them.
"Ghost hunting. You and me. We'd be good together, don't you think, Iwa-chan?"
He can't really deny it. They would be good together. They're always good together, whether it's at sports or something more dangerous like hunting and exterminating the malevolent ghosts that plague the world now.
"Yeah, we would." If you want to, I'm with you. We can do it.
So they do. It takes a lot of work and training, but they've always been ones for hard work and determination, so they do it.
And now--
"This is gonna be our biggest mission yet, Iwa-chan." Oikawa grins as he finishes gathering his gear.
They're somewhat renowned as proficient, talented ghost hunters, a few years after their start. And this is their chance to make themselves even more well known, their time to claim more power and recognition (and business) over rivals. (And Oikawa's got a pretty strong rivalry with that Ushijima--who always seems to get and take the best busts--as well as a new up and comer, Kageyama.)
But they were hired for this job, and they're going to make good on this opportunity.
"I know." Iwaizumi nudges Oikawa's shoulder as he comes to stand by his side, a silent way of asking are you ready? "Don't do anything stupid this time, Oikawa."
"Have more faith in me, won't you?"
He snorts. He doesn't need to be told that. He already has so much faith in Oikawa, knows that he wouldn't want to do this with another person. This is theirs, dangerous, but something they'll always step into together, ready to fight, to win.
Oikawa slides his hand into Iwaizumi's, swings their connected hands back and forth between them as they walk toward the door, head toward their mission. It's a message, a promise. And Iwaizumi swinging his hand back? That's just as much of one too.
As long as we have each other, we can do anything.
FILL: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T
ghosts, ghost hunting
724 words
Back when they were kids, Iwaizumi hadn't believed in ghosts.
Oikawa had, though. He'd always had a penchant for believeing in everything supernatural or otherworldly. Aliens, ghosts, demons, monsters under the bed--the list goes on and on.
Iwaizumi would always sigh, tell him those things weren't real. Oikawa would bicker with him, saying he was wrong. It was never a subject they could agree on.
At least, not until one night when they'd been at the park together. They were only thirteen, then, and the night had been normal, for the most part. Eerily quiet, maybe. A little creepy.
Oikawa had been clutching Iwaizumi's sleeve tightly as they decided to head for home. Not really afraid, just on guard. Iwaizumi felt the same when the warm summer night air shifted to something much colder out of nowhere.
Then, had been the first time they'd encountered a ghost. Its translucent figure trailing behind them when Iwaizumi looked over his shoulder. It was close, close enough to tell that whatever the figure was, it wasn't human.
They had run home, taking a few twists and turns from their normal route there in an attempt to lose the ghost, and when they collapsed onto Oikawa's bed--side by side and out of breath--the first thing Oikawa had said when he looked over at Iwaizumi was 'I told you so.'
After that, Iwaizumi couldn't really deny it. He had seen it with his own eyes. And then, things had changed after that.
You see, ghosts started making themselves more known in the world. There were peaceful ones, kind of like the one they'd seen that night, that didn't really do much, just existed. But then, then there were others. The ones who caused harm, who haunted and hurt people. Killed, even.
As they grew up in this new world, side by side with spirits Iwaizumi had once believed to be nothing more than stories, ghost hunting for money became a lucrative business. A new in.
It had been Oikawa's idea to take it up. They were only seventeen, then, sitting across from each other at a little cafe in town when he suggests it to Iwaizumi.
"We could do it, you know," Oikawa says, first kicking Iwaizumi's leg under the table, then curling his foot around Iwaizumi's ankle.
"Do what?" He's used to Oikawa's suggestions, his plans, but still needs to know what he's got in mind for them.
"Ghost hunting. You and me. We'd be good together, don't you think, Iwa-chan?"
He can't really deny it. They would be good together. They're always good together, whether it's at sports or something more dangerous like hunting and exterminating the malevolent ghosts that plague the world now.
"Yeah, we would." If you want to, I'm with you. We can do it.
So they do. It takes a lot of work and training, but they've always been ones for hard work and determination, so they do it.
And now--
"This is gonna be our biggest mission yet, Iwa-chan." Oikawa grins as he finishes gathering his gear.
They're somewhat renowned as proficient, talented ghost hunters, a few years after their start. And this is their chance to make themselves even more well known, their time to claim more power and recognition (and business) over rivals. (And Oikawa's got a pretty strong rivalry with that Ushijima--who always seems to get and take the best busts--as well as a new up and comer, Kageyama.)
But they were hired for this job, and they're going to make good on this opportunity.
"I know." Iwaizumi nudges Oikawa's shoulder as he comes to stand by his side, a silent way of asking are you ready? "Don't do anything stupid this time, Oikawa."
"Have more faith in me, won't you?"
He snorts. He doesn't need to be told that. He already has so much faith in Oikawa, knows that he wouldn't want to do this with another person. This is theirs, dangerous, but something they'll always step into together, ready to fight, to win.
Oikawa slides his hand into Iwaizumi's, swings their connected hands back and forth between them as they walk toward the door, head toward their mission. It's a message, a promise. And Iwaizumi swinging his hand back? That's just as much of one too.
As long as we have each other, we can do anything.