It’s been a whirlwind since his arrival into Hive City. So far he has encountered crude gang members, one compassionate man, Yamaguchi, and a long list of unusual people with incredible powers. Every single day is a struggle for Daichi, and he is far behind the residents here. Even the new arrivals such as himself have a better handle on their situation. He has been blessed with an apartment and happy meetings, yet his ability to adjust has been slow.
Daichi ponders as to why during one of his morning walks around the city. Perhaps he hopes that sooner than later he will wake up back in his bed, return to Karasuno and it’ll seem like a bad dream, leaving him to ignore the need to adapt. It could also be that he simply doesn’t want to assimilate to the city life; his check list alone contains learn self-defense and find a job. He wishes he could compare this adjustment period to the transition of adulthood, but somehow it doesn’t seem to correlate.
He is completely occupied with his current dilemma that he doesn’t quite notice the familiar face a few feet ahead of him. Actually, he does notice the familiar face, he knows it’s Sugawara, his best friend and loyal vice captain; however, it simply doesn’t befall Daichi that Suga is in the city. It seems his fantasies of home have melded into reality, leaving him to be nonchalant with the meeting. The casual pace slows to a stop in front of Sugawara and he greets him in a calm manner. He blinks and a second goes by before it suddenly hits him.
His body jerks in shock and he lifts his hands to grip firmly on Sugawara’s shoulders to ensure that he is solid mass. “S-S-S-Suga!” he cries out, bewildered eyes staring intensely at his friend’s face. He takes in Sugawara’s features, unable to resist the thought that he is a vision of beauty. Daichi’s grip tightens and he proceeds to lightly shake him, “It really is you, Suga, you don’t know how happy I am to see you.” The staggered look Daichi is sporting easily transitions to one of pure joy. His big, toothy smile is on display for the world to see and Sugawara has first row seats.
“Yamaguchi is here, did you know that?” he laughs, his hands clapping on top of Sugawara’s shoulders now, unable to resist from touching him. He didn’t believe he would see anyone else from his team here, let alone one of his best friends. This feeling has to be better than watching Kageyama and Hinata’s fast attack. “Come back to my apartment, we need to chat about what’s been going on. I haven’t been able to talk to anyone about what has happened.”
The smile suddenly disappears when Daichi realizes that he is taking advantage of Sugawara’s presence. Their long friendship and fondness of each other has enable Daichi to open up to him, and usually only to him. Sugwara is his rock when things get too tough, the lighthouse in the fog when he has lost his way. Daichi can stand on his own, but when the times get tough, Sugawara is always there to support him when he wavers. “No,” he says, “don’t come to my apartment,” once again he jerks at how harsh that sounded, “aw man, that came out wrong. Suga, you have been through as much as I have, possibly even more and it’s selfish of me to force you to listen to my problems. If you don’t want to talk about...y’know, it, then you won’t have to, and you don’t have to come back to my apartment. We can go anywhere you want, Suga, I’d just be happy knowing I’m with you again.”
