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New Chapter of ‘An Anthem to Time’ is out
Summary: Neon Lights cast different shadows and bonds are build.
-> Read from the beginning: Prologue -> Check out the AATT Lore Post for more info on the AU
Sneakpeak below the cut:
When Daichi finally gets to settle down several hours later, he is exhausted, sweaty and frankly, he doesn’t know when he last had fun like this!
A few beers loosen up his tension and the music does the rest. He doesn’t even know anymore who dragged him to the dancefloor, but he is gratefulsomeone did. There was a lot of stuff he just had to… move away!
Now, however, his throat is dry and his head is starting to protest against the onslaught of loud music. He’s craving for the calm of the lounge and for a chance to sit down.
Suddenly thirty-three feels incredibly old!
It’s a Friday night and he feels like the place is getting more and more cramped by the minute.
Eventually, he manages to fight his way back into the fourth floor and lets out a relieved breath.
A quick glance into their corner tells him, that Yahaba, Watari and Saru have joined their merry round, then he is intercepted by Iwaizumi.
“Hey, you seen Tooru?”, the other asks him, big jugs of beer in both hands.
“I uh….”, and Daichi turns around, staring down the stairs he just came from. The only other people behind him are Bokuto and Kuro.
“What?”, the latter asks.
“You seen Oikawa?”, Daichi relays.
Both men turn around, look down behind them, mirroring Daichi perfectly. “Odd - could have sworn he was right behind us”, Kuro mumbles.
“Oh I think he got held up by some girls”, Bokuto thinks out loud.
“For fuck’s sake - The damn idiot!”, Iwaizumi grumbles out, then he pushes the beer at Daichi with an unnerved, “Hold this”, and stomps past them to rescue his husband from his fans - is what Daichi assumes.
Now that he has been tasked with the alcohol, Daichi strides with a little more purpose, then he set’s the jugs down on the table in the middle of the couch arrangement.
“Where’s Zumi going?”, Hanamaki asks.
“The knight has set out to rescue the princess”, Kuro poetically explains and a uniform “Aha”, runs through the entire group.
“Hey, where is the rest?”, their supreme bedhead proceeds to ask.
Instead of a verbal answer, Hanamaki simply takes a very long slurp out of a bright pink drink, that looks rather toxic to Daichi and points over to the bar.
The three of them turn to look and it knocks the wind out of Daichi’s sails in one swift blow.
Suga, Akaashi, Kenma, Yaku, the weird redhead and the barkeeper are all gathered where the counter forms a corner, hunched together, apparently having the conversation of their lives, with big grins painting their faces and when the redhead says something, Suga giggles into his hand and Akaashi looks as amused as Daichi may have ever seen him.
In between them, a tablet of shots is standing on the counter and while Akaashi is opening tiny umbrellas, Suga and Yaku are poking olives onto them before placing them in the alcohol. The redhead just sits there, occasionally snacking said olives, Kenma is still deep under in his phone and the barkeeper is preparing another tablet with shots, those ones weirdly reddish.
“The gateway to heaven”, Watari announces.
“More like: The Last Judgement”, Futakuchi corrects him.
“Ah, I know for a fact that three of the judges can be bribed with pop tarts!” , Kuro dismisses that.
New Chapter of ‘An Anthem to Time’ is out - sorry for the long wait, I hope you enjoy.
Summary: The pace picks up and the puzzle of the past begins to unfold.
-> Read from the beginning: Prologue - Life is a rollercoaster -> Check out the AATT Lore Post for further info about the story
Have a taste, click this.
Hanamaki rarely thinks about what he does, it has always been like that. He is simply an instinct kind of guy.
What he says, what he does, it all follows the impulse his guts give him. Even in court, he never starts a trial with a plan. He likes to see how the mood swings and then just go with the flow, steer his boat into the current that will get him closest to his goals.
That is how he has managed to earn an outstanding reputation as a lawyer, how he never disappoints and never gets disappointed. If you don’t have a fix goal, you can’t miss it!
Especially in his youth, people have criticized him for lacking both spine and motivation and to be totally honest: They were right.
Takahiro isn’t ambitious, he isn’t high-flying and he certainly isn’t pretentious. But that doesn’t mean he can’t be sharp, intelligent or determined.
In fact, he is very determined right now!
“Come on”, he grunts out, putting all his bodyweight into the push.
“This tickles”, Iwaizumi smirks, that arrogant ashole.
“Fu.. fuck you, Hajime”
“Are you even trying?”
Hanamaki chooses not to spit into his face and rather concentrate on breathing.
“This is ridiculous”, he can’t help but whine all but a minute later.
“God, I am getting so horny”, Oikawa has the nerve to bite down on his knuckles. Suga gracefully decides to put his hand over their friends eyes.
“Then think of something gross”, he informs him.
“Like what?”
“Dead animals? How your bleach rails smell in the morning?”, Issei offers and gives his pan an expert swing. The onions fizzle and Hanamaki has to gag.
“Please just shut up”, he whimpers, the muscles in his biceps about to burst. He is going to leave one hell of a gorry splatter on Issei’s couch.
“Then hurry and get this over with, Wok is almost done”, his partner calls over.
“With tuna?”, Iwaizumi turns his head towards the kitchen.
“Yes”
“Fuck yeah”, and with his face brightening up like a six year old’s, who has just been given permission to have unlimited candy for an entire week, Iwaizumi slams his hand into the table, like Hanamaki, putting all his effort into fending him off, isn’t even there and declares: “I’m starving!”
Takahiro groans and collapses over his weak and sore arm.
Yes, he follows his instinct but that by no means equals being calm and structured, like some people assume. No, most of the times it gets him into stupid, messy and fucking glorious situations. Like not being able to beat his friend at armwrestling in over 16 years and still not being able to give it up.
-> Read whole chapter here
Hello and thanks for tuning back in with me.
While writing the latest chapters I realized that I never bothered to explain the lore of this AU before, so that is what I am going to do now.
There isn’t really much different, other than the main ‘quirk‘ that makes it an AU: Suga went to Aoba Johsai and not to Karasuno.
Other than that, there are (so far) only two things that I realized might need further explaining.
1st) The High School Time Line
In this AU I decided, for plot sake, to put one more year in between the canon second and first years, so that eg. Daichi, Asahi and Kiyoko had already graduated when Hinata, Kags and co came to Karasuno - so they never met.
I know that this way there is a small plot hole concerning Kageyama’s and Oikawa’s rivalry but I am currently thinking of a way to patch it up.
This, unfortunately, also means the First Years have become a little irrelevant for the story and will therefore, except for a few exceptions, not make an appearance. So far Yamaguchi, Yachi (because they are precious) and Lev (because I am a desperate LevYaku whore) safely included into my concept, as for the others I am still looking for opportunities to introduce them.
2nd) The Setting
Originally I planned to have AATT set in either Saitama or Tokyo (or just any other big city that isn’t Sendai) but then I realized, I was too lazy to read myself into Japanese city structures and constantly fumble with google street view, to make descriptions and routes accurate. (Yes, you may hate my lazy ass, but eh, writing this is supposed to be fun, so I do what I want *insert evil laughing*)
So I decided to simply add another big city to the country. In my head I drew a line through Yokohama and Tokyo and then somewhere around the same latitude as Saitama, I dropped my new cultural epicenter for the boys to wreck havoc in.
It doesn’t have a name, so for now it is just “The City“ (da da da dam *drumroll*).
So, thats it so far, I hope I was able to bring a bit of light into the darkness.
Should further Lore appear I will add to this post.
-> Read AATT on Ao3: An Anthem To Time