Before the chapter I just wanted to say thanks to anyone who reached the end, its been a proyect i've struggled to  finish, but i'm proud to say that here it is.

If i'm honest I read this chapter from one of those 'haikyuu oneshots', this idea was from like two comments that the author combined. She did like three chapters of that story, but never came back....I don't know what was, but just strucked my mind.

I've written approximately 20 stories, and never even written more than a tenth chapter on any of them. But I just liked this idea so so so much, I couldn't find myself stopping from writing.

I'm very glad I did this, and I'm very glad i was able to show it to others. This will probably it will leave a void in my chest. 

Again thank you so much for reading and I hope we'll find eachother again someday.

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The moonlight cast a soft glow on her room as she lay sideways on her bed, her gaze fixed on the old Nokia beside her. She knew she should be asleep, even more when she had first hour meeting with her club members. But there she was, glancing at the clock as she watched the time tick away, the numbers inching closer to midnight.

As the clock struck midnight, the antique phone began to ring, Ushijima's name printed the screen, and she couldn't help but smile at the familiar sight. She let it ring for a moment, pretending she wasn't eagerly waiting for his call.

"Hello?" she answered, feigning a yawn to keep the pretense.

"Happy birthday, princess," Ushijima's voice came through the phone, his words carrying a serious yet affectionate tone. "Were you asleep?

"Yeah, but not deeply yet." She said, twirling the ends of her hair with her fingers. "I just kept dreaming about you." She flirted.

"Oh really?" Ushijima chuckled softly on the other end of the line. "Dreaming about me, huh? I hope they were good dreams."

"They always are." She giggled, as she stayed thoughtful for a minute, a sad pout formed into her lips "I miss you."

Ushijima had graduated at the end of last year, and was now part of Japan's volleyball team, which was an incredibly knowing it was just the beginning of his career but conflicted her because it meant him having to travel constantly. He was in Brazil for the week, playing against some other countries she would watch on the tv at the tragic different hours.

An unhappy sight could be heard. "I miss you more ___."

They stayed quiet for a minute, letting the sorrowful emotions sink. But the moment she felt her eyes water, she immediately tried to lighten the mood. "Toshi is it hot right now there? I'm freezing here."

"It is quite hot in Rio right now," He answered. "Its midday, the sun its at its brightest, but you wouldn't enjoy it. You barely survive summer in Miyagi." He joked.

She laughed. "But it's different because is Brazil! Here is just the same but hot."

"Well, you would be very impressed how different this is from Japan. The food, the music, the people their customs." He slightly chuckled. "They wear little clothes compared to there."

"Oh really?!" She scoffed narrowing her eyes. "A lot of tan girls in bikinis?"

He laughed openly, finding funny her sudden jealousy. "I can't deny women here are very beautiful."

"I bet they are," She rolled her eyes. "Why don't you go and meet some Brazilian woman with voluminous curves?"

He chuckled, amused by her playful jealousy. "I'm not interested in Brazilian women. I have someone else in mind."

"Someone else?" she questioned, feigning innocence. "Who could that be, Toshi?"

"You, of course," he replied, his tone sincere. "No one compares to you, ___. And even if Brazil is full of beautiful women, my eyes are set only on you."

A warm smile spread across her face, melting away the hint of jealousy. "Smooth talker," she teased, enjoying the affectionate banter.

"I speak only the truth," Ushijima said with a hint of seriousness, his voice carrying a warmth that transcended the distance between them.

***

When it turned 6am, the alarm clock started to ring loudly.

The call with Ushijima lasted much more than they both intended, she had barely slept and now she needed to be awake again.

Determined, she reached it and immediately threw it away, making it hit broken to the door on the other side of the room. As the device collided it shattered in pieces.

Despite the prior damage she caused, her tiredness prevailed, allowing her to catch a bit more sleep. However, it didn't last long because in no time, her door was kicked open.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BIG BABY." Toruu shouted excitedly, carrying in his hands a big breakfast, candles on its top. His eyes fell upon the remnants of the shattered alarm clock, scattered in pieces near the door. "Whoa what happened to the clock?"

She groaned and pressed the blankets on top of her head, trying to escape Toruu's boundless energy "I don't know, he couldn't handle the celebration I guess." She rubbed her eyes, blinking sleep away.

Toruu chuckled, setting the breakfast on her desk. "Well, I'll consider it a birthday sacrifice. Now, make a wish!"

She stifled a yawn, momentarily forgetting it was her birthday. Toruu gestured toward the candles, and she obliged, closing her eyes and making a silent wish.

"What did you wish for?" He asked curiously, "Well, not like you have a lot to ask for. You already have the best gift ever—my existence."

"A lifetime supply of patience for dealing with a brother like you." She chucked as her traveled to the broken device on the floor. "And a new clock."

"Well, you are very lucky," Oikawa's grin widened for a moment, his eyes glowing with excitement. "Close your eyes, hurry up. I can't wait to give you your present!" Toruu exclaimed with a wide grin.

She playfully looked at him suspiciously, before closing her eyes with a smirk. "You've got me a new spare clock?" She joked.

"Mhh, not better than that for sure." Toruu chuckled mischievously. "Open your eyes!"

"Happy birthday, ___!"

As she opened her eyes, a small box was presented in front of her. She took it, her curiosity piqued. Unwrapping it quickly, she found a sleek, modern smartphone.

"Ta-da! A birthday gift from your beloved brother. No more living in the Stone Age with that old phone of yours," Toruu teased.

"TORUU." She gawked in disbelieve, her eyes widening in surprise and joy. "YOU DID NOT."

"I did!"

She stared at the smartphone in her hands, laughing as she processed the unexpected upgrade. "I don't even know how to use this properly!"

"Don't worry, I'll teach you. It's not rocket science," Toruu assured her, grinning. "Now, you can finally take decent photos and keep up with the modern world."

She couldn't help but laugh at his playful remarks. "Thank you, Toruu! This is amazing!"

***

"So, tell me, how was your day?" Ushijima asked at the other end of the line.

It was late. The night covering the empty streets as she walked through them. Content and too awake to sleep, she decided to go for a walk, use all the energy the wonderful day had given her while she spoke to Wakatoshi through her new phone.

"It was fantastic," She smiled as she looked at her steps one by one, not rushing anywhere really. "I woke up like two hours after we hang up, and I wanted to sleep so I broke my clock."

"That poor clock." He chuckled.

"Then Toruu brought breakfast and gave me this new phone." She spoke excitedly. "It's so cool, I can play games other than that snake."

"Oh, really? What else?" he asked curiously.

"Then I got to school early because had supposedly a meeting with the club, but it was just a mini surprise party." She giggled. "I was the on the front cover on the newspaper! The headline said 'The day our lives were blessed with her existence, happy birthday ___!"

"So, you are quite popular, huh?" He smirked.

"Well, of course I'm an Oikawa and my boyfriend is a celebrity, duh." She said teasingly. "Then I got a lot of gifts from my friends, and even from people I didn't knew, can you believe it?"

"Maybe you are the celebrity after all." He grinned, "And did you have a party?"

"Toruu invited like a lot of friends, our house was completely full. But before it could even begin, we ditched it, tomorrow I have school. I got all exited for the almost party, now I'm walking for a while."

"You sound like a responsible person." He said jokingly. "It was a good day, I suppose."

"It was very nice, although it would have been perfect if you had been here."

"I'll make it up to you," He responded warmly. "I promise."

"It's okay Toshi," She softly smiled. "Just don't flirt with any Brazilian woman, it was my birthday wish, you know?"

He laughed, "You spent your birthday wish in that?

"My birthday, my wish" She decreed.

"Alright, no flirting with Brazilian women, then. I promise," Ushijima replied, his deep voice carrying a sense of assurance. "But ___, if you tell someone your wish then it won't come true."

"You better not either way Ushijima Wakatoshi!" She laughed openly. "But don't worry, that was not my wish."

"Mhhh," He hummed nodding. "Now I want to know what you truly wished for."

"You are curious?" She giggled, tenderness in her voice. "I think I can tell you, its not like it is going to come true anyways."

"Why not?" He inquired.

"Because I wished for you," She admitted, a light blush painting her cheeks. "That you had magically appeared."

Ushijima fell silent for a moment. And in the quiet seconds that followed, a mixture of embarrassment and anxiety settled in. Her face turned into a tomato.

Long seconds passed, and Ushijima's deep voice resonated through the line. "___?"

"Yes?"

"Aren't you cold with that skirt?"

"It's a little chi..." She stopped.

As if something had clicked in her mind, she froze, her heart skipping a beat. Her eyes widened as they looked around. Yet, the empty street stretched before her, illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights.

"Where?" she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and excitement.

"Turn around."

She spun around, and there he was, standing at the end of the street, a gentle smile on his face. It felt like a dream, and yet, it was undeniably real. Without a second thought, she ran towards him. As she collided with him, Ushijima's strong arms wrapped around her, lifting her off the ground, and he spun her around in a joyous circle.

"Happy birthday, Oikawa ___," 

He repeated, his deep voice carrying a warmth that melted away the chill of the night. She couldn't help but smile, her heart brimming with happiness.

° The end °