Little Things [[Haikyuu, Matsuhanaiwaoi]]

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June 30th

Iwaizumi hadn't even known that it was possible to see the city from up there, but there they were and there was the city. It was weird being able to see it without hearing any of the noise that should have been emitting from it. He could see the masses of people on the sidewalks and the streets, and as far as he could see the city stretched on with hundreds of lights to keep it glowing. It was prettier from where they were, without all the noise and the smell of pollution. There wasn't anything particularly funny about it, but he heard laughter from next to him nonetheless.

"This is gonna be how we die," Matsukawa informed them over the sound of Oikawa's laughter.

"We'll be fine." Hanamaki clambered up the last clump of rocks to stand next to Iwaizumi.

"We're going to die," Matsukawa mumbled mournfully, seeming content to just stay where he was.

Oikawa regarded the rocks that Hanamaki had just climbed over and seemed to decide that they looked stable enough. He made his way up the mound, allowing Hanamaki to grab his hand and pull him up the rest of the way. "I can't believe you actually let me talk you into this."

He sat down rather than standing next to the two of them, but if it was because the climb up had made his knee hurt then he didn't say so. Three pairs of eyes turned to the boy still standing below them and he squinted right back at them, crossing his arms.

"I didn't work that hard for months to die climbing a mountain."

"This is barely even a hill, Mattsun-chan. Besides, you've gotta be up here so I can give you my spiel." Oikawa tossed him a look of faux innocence. Matsukawa eyed them all dubiously before uncrossing his arms and sighing heavily. He managed to climb up the rest of the way with more ease than the rest of them, despite his certainty that he was going to die doing so.

He sat down next to Oikawa, though he sat much further away from the edge. Oikawa took what he could get, nodding once and turning his eyes back to the city and the darkening skyline.

"Are you going to rant? Should I start tuning you out now?" Iwaizumi kept his eyes on the view in front of them. Oikawa scoffed from where he was sitting.

"No. I was just going to say that this is it," he sounded calm for once in his life, all traces of smugness or teasing gone from his voice for the time being.

"This is what?" Hanamaki asked, tearing his gaze away to look at the other boy.

"A better memory," Oikawa replied simply, eyes shifting to meet Iwaizumi's when he glanced over. "I don't want you to remember today for the bad things. So...remember it for this, instead."

"For breaking and entering?"

"For climbing up a mountain and sitting on somebody's flowers?"

Oikawa threw a wad of squashed lilies at Matsukawa. "And for walking miles just to climb up a hill and for burning those papers and for being somebody new." He paused, breaking his eye contact with Iwaizumi. "And for saying goodbye the right way. Not in that sappy way that everybody hates."

Iwaizumi watched Hanamaki put his jacket on the ground and sit down next to the two of them, mumbling, "the right way," like he was mulling over what that was supposed to mean. For all of his complex metaphors and deep thoughts, though, Oikawa was right about one of those things. The boys sitting in front of Iwaizumi now were completely different people than the ones who he met at the beginning of the year.