"So what'd you think?" Hinata looked up from his strawberries to see Daichi and Sugawara hovering above him, light framing their silhouettes. He resisted the urge to chuckle; they were always together. It was like a package deal. Wherever Suga was, Daichi was sure to follow. Why didn't he just confess already?

Hinata wiped his hands on his apron. "About what?"

"Kageyama. The new member." Daichi chirped.

"Oh, he seemed... nice...?" Hinata didn't really have much to say otherwise. Even during his tour, Tobio hadn't said much. Plus, he'd looked kinda' subtly pissed off the whole time. Guys like that didn't really make a lot of friends around this college.

"I think he'll fit in soon enough." Sugawara paused, obviously looking to say something but conflicted about it. "He, uh... he mentioned playing on a volleyball team. You were on one in high school, right Shouyou?"

That was a mistake.

Both boys watched the orange-haired boy stiffen all over. His grin fell from his cheeks and his eyes widened, glazing over with an unreadable expression. His entire persona had changed in the blink of an eye. His lips parted to answer. They were dry, and he couldn't say anything at first. Hinata hid his shaking hands behind his back. "Oh...yeah."

Suga knew that that was the big red warning sign to stop, but he couldn't. "I used to play. I guess you already knew that though, right?" He made a setting motion with his hands. Good high school memories flooded into his mind, but they felt out of place at the moment. "I was a setter."

The other boy still wouldn't look at them. "Oh?" He tried to smile. "That's cool."

Daichi had been sitting back, watching the whole strange scene unfold. But now he had to interject, "Do you have something you're not telling us, Shouyou? We won't be angry if there is."

The look on Hinata's face was unreadable. It was like a poker face with something else mixed in. But then he smiled, and everything from before seemed as though it has never happened. "Of course not. Why?"

Daichi stepped back slightly, taken by surprise by the bluntness of Hinata's words. Was he really telling the truth? "Ah, uh... no reason."

Suga was wringing his hands behind his back. He opened his mouth to say something, but Hinata beat him to the punch. "Sorry, but my strawberries really need to be planted. Talk to you guys later."

The boys got the hint. As they walked away, Sugawara whispered in a hushed tone to Daichi, clinging to his arm with an unintentionally painful grip, "Do you think he'll be alright?"

Daichi glanced back at Hinata over his shoulder. He was still there, focused completely on putting a strawberry plant in the soil. His face was blank, so Daichi turned back around. "I really hope so."

They didn't talk the rest of the day, and Suga and Daichi left on the note of asking Hinata to lock up once he was done. He'd only nodded, never looking up.

An hour later, Hinata was still planting his strawberries. His hands had been shaking the whole time so not a minute went by without him dropping a tool or plant. Get yourself together.

As he was struggling to calmly take a plant out of its pot, he heard the front door open. It still creaked, even after the millionth time of Suga trying to fix it.

"Anyone home?" Hinata smiled at the sing-song voice that he recognized fondly.

"I'm over here!"

A few seconds later, a freckled face appeared behind a row of watermelon. "Hey, Hinata. What're you planting?"

Yamaguchi. "Hey. Strawberries."

Yama was wearing a pastel pink sweater with a smiling crab on it and pale jeans with holes at the knees.

"Sounds fun. Mind if I join?" It wasn't a question. He sat down next to Hinata on the path and began to plant.

"You don't have to..." he trailed off. This was nice, just having Yamaguchi there to help. It helped clear Hinata's mind.

"Yes I do. As honorary flower power club member, it's my duty to help those who are in need of my plant-erific services."

Hinata chuckled. "You're never going to stop calling it that, are you?"

Yamaguchi grinned at him mischievously, "Over my dead body!"

Hinata hadn't realized it, but his hands had stopped shaking. Thank you, Tadashi Yamaguchi.