Sweet Home Hyogo

Chapter 5~ Perhaps this wasn't the...best of ideas...

'Soy sauce...soy sauce...where is the freaking soy sauce!' Y/n chanted in her mind as she scoured the grocery store shelves looking for the ingredient. Earlier that morning her mother had sent her to the store for more soy sauce, since they had run out and Mrs. L/n needed more for dinner that night. 'Ah ha! Yes!' Y/n smiled in accomplishment as she turned around only to bump into someone. "Oh- I'm sorry, I didn- Y/n?" Y/n looked up to see "Aran?!" Y/n squealed in delight as she tightly hugged the now professional volleyball player. "What are you doing here?" he asked as he released her from the tight hug. Y/n sheepishly smiled, "Oh don't tell me yer still tryin' to divorce em?!" Y/n nervously laughed as Aran sighed, shaking his head. "Yer unbelievable sometimes, ya know that?" Y/n sighed and nodded her head. "I know, I know five years is a long time-" Aran scoffed "I'd say, and after all this time, ya only come back for that huh?" Y/n would have felt worse if it wasn't for the joking smirk on his face. Y/n rolled her eyes and playfully punched his arm. "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner." Aran gave a firm nod, "Good, then to make it up to us, ya can come out to the bar tonight. Volleyballs on break right now, so the teams gonna have a reunion tonight. You should come! I know they're all dyin' to see you!" Y/n looked away in thought, "I don't know...I don't want to intrude-" "Y/n." She looked up in surprise to see a sincere smile on his face, "You know you won't be, besides, ya were manager, so yer a part of the team we're celebrating." Y/n smiled again, "Okay then, I'll be there. Well, I need to get this home to my mom before she throws a fit. I'll see you later Aran." He responded with a 'see ya!' before the two went their separate ways. Y/n finished up at the grocery store before going home.

*Timeskip to that night*

Y/n stepped out of her mother's car, thanking her for the ride as she closed the door and walked to the small bar. As soon as she opened the door she was met with 7 smiling faces, and 1 slightly shocked one. "Hey guys..." It was quiet before one loud "Y/N!" was heard before three of the boys practically threw themselves at the young female, grasping her in a tight embrace while she laughed. Omimi shook his head while Akagi rolled his eyes, prying the three ex-second years (The twins and Ginjima were the three of course) off of Y/n before giving her his own bone-crushing hug. Kita watched with amusement as he slowly sipped his beer, watching the fun scene with Aran as the two sat back and watched what would soon, no doubt, be chaos. "WHY THE HECK DIDJA WAIT 5 WHOLE YEARS TO VISIT!?!?" Atsumu practically yelled as he shook her shoulders, before being slapped upside the head by his twin. "You idiot. Didja forget the whole....thing?" Atsumu sneered at Osamu. "Of course not 'Samu, who do ya take me for, an idiot?" Osamu looked at his 'other half' before nodding. Atsumu grabbed a fistful of his twins shirt before he was being tugged back by Ginjima and Osamu was being tugged back by Aran. "Oh no ya don't. Not tonight." Aran said as he released the "calmer" twin before returning back to his seat, muttering something about being 'too old for this' before he took another swig of his beer, Kita was quietly laughing beside him. The sound struck a chord in Y/n, taking her back to when she could make him laugh like that...back to when he would do the same to her...Shaking her head clear of the memories threatening to cloud her mind she walked over to the bar, ordering a nice, strong drink as she joined the boys at a table. Let the festivities begin~

**QUICK PSA: I DO NOT CONDONE OR PROMOTE DRINKING/GETTING DRUNK, IN FACT, I FEEL THE OPPOSITE! IT IS NOT A GOOD IDEA, NOR IS IT WORTH IT TO 'HAVE FUN'. YES, IT IS IN THIS STORY, BUT REMEMBER THIS IS A WORK OF F I C T I O N, WHERE THE MOST DEVASTATING THING HAPPENING IS BREAKING CHARACTER'S HEARTS. IN REALITY DRINKING UNRESPONSIBLY, SPECIFICALLY BINGE DRINKING IS A TERRIBLE IDEA AND CAN LEAD TO PERMANENT AND FATAL CONSEQUENCES. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE CAREFUL. GO OUT WITH PEOPLE YOU TRUST, WATCH YOUR DRINK CAREFULLY AND PLEASE BE RESPONSIBLE!!! END OF QUICK PSA**

Forgetting how low her alcohol endurance actually was, Y/n was now a little bit ~tipsy~ as she had put it, adamantly refusing she was drunk. Even if it was blatantly obvious in the way she was slurring her words and stumbling a little bit. She giggled as she collided with Kita's chest, sending a light blush to his face as she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her head against his chest. It was almost a nice moment, almost cute even. "I really hate you." Unfortunately, this is not that kind of story <3. Kita's face went deadpan as he looked down at her, adjusting her so her arm was around his neck and she was somewhat stable by his side. "I think its time I get ya home." Y/n whined in protest, trying to break free of his grasp although her efforts were in vain, as he was a fair bit stronger than her. He announced his departure to the rest of the team, well what of the team was still standing anyway. The twins had long passed out after seeing who was the 'stronger twin' by seeing how many shots they could take. Turns out, it was not many, and it also turns out they had the same tolerance, since they both dropped at 10. Suna was grateful for the pictures though. Akagi, Aran, Omimi and Ginjima were now playing pool and Suna was "watching" the twins. Kita led Y/n outside to his truck, or tried to before she ripped herself free from his grasp. "Y/n-" "Don't *hic* you 'Y/n' me. Shin*hic*Shinsuke!" Kita's once calm expression showed a hint of frustration as he tried to get her to actually enter the vehicle. "Y/n, c'mon, let's get you home. Yer drunk." Y/n groaned in frustration as she continued swatting his hands away. "NO. It's always *hic* about what youu want. You-You never think about *hic* what I want." Kita rolled his eyes as he looked at her in disbelief. "What I want? Since when?" Even inebriated Y/n was shocked at the tone her husband used. Kita was very level-headed, and he very rarely let his frustration turn to anger or get out of control. But he was only human, and a human can only take so much before the frustration and stress overflow, bubbling and transforming into another emotion. Anger. "Since when Y/n? Since I didn't wanna get divorced from my wife? Since I didn't wanna leave our home-town cause we already had a life here? Since I haven't spent the last five years off doin' who knows what while everyone I love is left in shambles? Tell me Y/n. Tell me how I am the selfish one here." Y/n turned to face him, speechless. Her mouth open but no words coming out. "You think I wanted to go?! I felt suffocated Shinsuke! I felt like I was- Like I was drowning. I wanted- no. I needed an escape. I didn't want to hurt anyone, but what else could I do-" "You could have stayed!" She was once again taken back by the louder tone he had used, she was equally disturbed by the tears she saw threatening to spill. Tears she knew she was responsible for putting there. "I-I'm sorry Shinsuke. But I couldn't have. Not here, not....not with you...it just hurt too much..." Kita ignored the pain in his heart as he sighed, shaking his head and leading Y/n to his truck, opening her door and helping her in before closing it and going to the driver's side door. As soon as the engine turned on, he looked to the side to see Y/n had...passed out. He shook his head as he started driving to Y/n's parents' house, using the ride as time to reflect on his life a bit. He loved Y/n, he always did, still does and probably always will. But she said it herself, she just didn't love him. Her heart belonged to another, and he needed to accept that. He pulled into her drive way and hopped out of his truck, walking over to the passenger's side door and opening it. As he went to pick Y/n up however, he happened to notice the yellow folder sticking out of her purse. The darned yellow folder he'd been fighting with for the past five years. Ignoring it he picked Y/n up in his arms and carried her into her house, greeting her parents and setting her on her bed. He then saw the photo she still had on her nightstand, the picture of her graduation, the same day he had proposed. He closed his eyes as he regained his composure, turning off her light he gave her a quick and soft peck on her forehead before exiting her room, saying his goodbyes to his in-laws and going back home. Looks like it's time to move on after all...

Hi! First of all, thank you so much for reading this book! I'm having a lot of fun writing it s I hope you enjoy! I'm updating this one really frequently since inspiration has ~hit me~ so enjoy it while it lasts h a h a. So yeah! Do not be concerned but it gets....worse. SOrry not sorry <3 BUT it will get better ~someday~ at least I ~hope so~. Be safe and have a good night/day!