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RIVALRY & REVENGE
Chapter 1-The Article
"Syaoran!" A loud voice yelled loudly behind me. Turning around, I saw my best
friend/worst enemy calling me.
"What is it, Hiiragizawa?" I yelled loud enough for him to hear about 50 feet away.
His first name is Eriol, but I'm not on first name basis with him yet.
"Hey, come check this out," he said. I raised my eyebrows in confusion as he hurried over to
talk. He took his backpack off his shoulder and opened it to reveal his school books and
such.
"What do you want, Hiiragizawa?" I asked, my amber eyes flashing in impatience. Most people
would flich from a look that I could give but if Eriol flinched, I didn't notice. Instead,
his blue eyes shone with excitement. He knelt down by his backpack and began rummaging
through it quickly. Scraps of paper and broken pencils went flying though the air as Eriol
kept looking for something. Within a minute or so, he pulled out what looked like a scrap
of paper. Unlike the rest, of Eriol's junk, this paper was not ripped or broken or whatever.
He handed the paper to me and I realized it was really a newspaper article. I started
reading it and I finished wthin 2 minutes as the article was rather short. My frown changed
into a gigantic smile which happened very rarely. I couldn't believe my eyes. The article
went like this:
TO ALL SOCCER PLAYERS!
The Japan International team just lost 2 players to an injury. The injury was bad enough for
the players to call it quits. Now, the team is hiring 2 new players! To enter, you need to
fullfil the following requirements:
* Be over 18 years old.
* Need to be in prime physical and mental condition.
* Need to have great playing skills.
If you fullfil all of those requirements, you stand a chance of getting into the team!
Please come to Watana Stadium on the 4th of December. There will be a 3-day long tryout and
the 2 fastest and strongest players will be signed up by the team immediately! The paycheck
is 20 million yen per month. This is a great opportunity for great players to pursue a
proffesional career! We will be waiting for you!
Good Luck,
Joden Medenasa
Manager
"E-Eriol? Is this some kinda joke?" I asked weakly, playing that it wasn't.
"No, it's not a joke. I'm definitely entering!" he exclaimed, shaking with
anticipation. A gust of strong wind blew, ruffling my light brown hair and Eriol's
purply-blue mess.
"So am I. It was my dream ever since I saw a soccer ball," I said.
"First, we gotta make sure we fulfill the requirements. We're both 19, so the age
limit is no problem. We can both run for over 2 hours without tiring so the two 45-minute
halves is no problem either. And we definitely got the skill needed. We should have
absolutely no problem getting in," Eriol's voice said distantly. I was in my own world. I
could amost see myself in that white and red uniform, kicking shot after shot into the
enemy's goal. I must have really looked spaced out because Eriol gave me a hard push,
snapping me out of my fantasy.
"Look, man, even though we probably have the highest change of getting in, the
tryout is a week away. We have to keep practicing, so we don't get rusty when it counts. 3
hours a day should keep us from that. We better not mess this chance up...I've always wanted
to play in the leagues...and the 240 million yen per year sounds good," Eriol said
dreamily. I knew he was right.
"Yeah...I suppose we should go now," I sighed.
A few minutes later we were on the college sports complex. The soccer field, which
was in the back, next to the tennis courts, was unusually packed with hundreds of people
practicing moves and learning new ones. As I looked on, I didn't see any real challenge
except for one guy. I figured that these were the people who saw the article before Eriol
and me. I found a free soccer ball in seconds and looked at the guy who I thought could be a
challenge. After a few seconds, I realized who he was. He was one of my close friends. His
name was Daren. I just didn't recognize him in a soccer uniform. Honestly, I never knew
that he could play. He was very good, but probably not better then Eriol or me. I walked up
to Daren and started talking.
"Sup Daren," I said to him.
"Oh, Syaoran! Have you seen the article or are you just here practicing as usual?"
He asked.
"Actually, both. I figured I would have to practice tougher to beat the new people.
I never knew you could play,"
"Neither did I," he laughed. "I just picked up the soccer ball and I felt like I
could be good with it. Within a few hours, i'm doing all kinds of neat stuff with it. So
anyway, why are you practicing extra? Not like you need to. You and Eriol are definitely the
best in the school if not in the whole town of Tomoeda," Daren said smiling, but there was
a tone of bitterness in his voice and his dark blue eyes were focused on the ground.
"That's not true! You stand as good a chance as any of us. I seen you with that
ball. You are something special to be able to handle it like that on your first day of
playing with one."
"I don't think it's all that special...I just don't find it hard."
"Maybe you'd like to hang with Eriol and me? Practice a bit?" I offered.
"Hell, why not. Thanks, Syaoran."
"No problem. You are good so you deserve to spar with us. I think you should be able
to keep up."
"We'll see. Thanks again, Syaoran. You're a good friend," Daren said. That touched
me somewhat. No one ever said that before. I blinked and nodded.
"Come on, Eriol's that way," I pointed to the right and ran with Daren at my heels.
That's how it all began.
RIVALRY & REVENGE
Chapter 1-The Article
"Syaoran!" A loud voice yelled loudly behind me. Turning around, I saw my best
friend/worst enemy calling me.
"What is it, Hiiragizawa?" I yelled loud enough for him to hear about 50 feet away.
His first name is Eriol, but I'm not on first name basis with him yet.
"Hey, come check this out," he said. I raised my eyebrows in confusion as he hurried over to
talk. He took his backpack off his shoulder and opened it to reveal his school books and
such.
"What do you want, Hiiragizawa?" I asked, my amber eyes flashing in impatience. Most people
would flich from a look that I could give but if Eriol flinched, I didn't notice. Instead,
his blue eyes shone with excitement. He knelt down by his backpack and began rummaging
through it quickly. Scraps of paper and broken pencils went flying though the air as Eriol
kept looking for something. Within a minute or so, he pulled out what looked like a scrap
of paper. Unlike the rest, of Eriol's junk, this paper was not ripped or broken or whatever.
He handed the paper to me and I realized it was really a newspaper article. I started
reading it and I finished wthin 2 minutes as the article was rather short. My frown changed
into a gigantic smile which happened very rarely. I couldn't believe my eyes. The article
went like this:
TO ALL SOCCER PLAYERS!
The Japan International team just lost 2 players to an injury. The injury was bad enough for
the players to call it quits. Now, the team is hiring 2 new players! To enter, you need to
fullfil the following requirements:
* Be over 18 years old.
* Need to be in prime physical and mental condition.
* Need to have great playing skills.
If you fullfil all of those requirements, you stand a chance of getting into the team!
Please come to Watana Stadium on the 4th of December. There will be a 3-day long tryout and
the 2 fastest and strongest players will be signed up by the team immediately! The paycheck
is 20 million yen per month. This is a great opportunity for great players to pursue a
proffesional career! We will be waiting for you!
Good Luck,
Joden Medenasa
Manager
"E-Eriol? Is this some kinda joke?" I asked weakly, playing that it wasn't.
"No, it's not a joke. I'm definitely entering!" he exclaimed, shaking with
anticipation. A gust of strong wind blew, ruffling my light brown hair and Eriol's
purply-blue mess.
"So am I. It was my dream ever since I saw a soccer ball," I said.
"First, we gotta make sure we fulfill the requirements. We're both 19, so the age
limit is no problem. We can both run for over 2 hours without tiring so the two 45-minute
halves is no problem either. And we definitely got the skill needed. We should have
absolutely no problem getting in," Eriol's voice said distantly. I was in my own world. I
could amost see myself in that white and red uniform, kicking shot after shot into the
enemy's goal. I must have really looked spaced out because Eriol gave me a hard push,
snapping me out of my fantasy.
"Look, man, even though we probably have the highest change of getting in, the
tryout is a week away. We have to keep practicing, so we don't get rusty when it counts. 3
hours a day should keep us from that. We better not mess this chance up...I've always wanted
to play in the leagues...and the 240 million yen per year sounds good," Eriol said
dreamily. I knew he was right.
"Yeah...I suppose we should go now," I sighed.
A few minutes later we were on the college sports complex. The soccer field, which
was in the back, next to the tennis courts, was unusually packed with hundreds of people
practicing moves and learning new ones. As I looked on, I didn't see any real challenge
except for one guy. I figured that these were the people who saw the article before Eriol
and me. I found a free soccer ball in seconds and looked at the guy who I thought could be a
challenge. After a few seconds, I realized who he was. He was one of my close friends. His
name was Daren. I just didn't recognize him in a soccer uniform. Honestly, I never knew
that he could play. He was very good, but probably not better then Eriol or me. I walked up
to Daren and started talking.
"Sup Daren," I said to him.
"Oh, Syaoran! Have you seen the article or are you just here practicing as usual?"
He asked.
"Actually, both. I figured I would have to practice tougher to beat the new people.
I never knew you could play,"
"Neither did I," he laughed. "I just picked up the soccer ball and I felt like I
could be good with it. Within a few hours, i'm doing all kinds of neat stuff with it. So
anyway, why are you practicing extra? Not like you need to. You and Eriol are definitely the
best in the school if not in the whole town of Tomoeda," Daren said smiling, but there was
a tone of bitterness in his voice and his dark blue eyes were focused on the ground.
"That's not true! You stand as good a chance as any of us. I seen you with that
ball. You are something special to be able to handle it like that on your first day of
playing with one."
"I don't think it's all that special...I just don't find it hard."
"Maybe you'd like to hang with Eriol and me? Practice a bit?" I offered.
"Hell, why not. Thanks, Syaoran."
"No problem. You are good so you deserve to spar with us. I think you should be able
to keep up."
"We'll see. Thanks again, Syaoran. You're a good friend," Daren said. That touched
me somewhat. No one ever said that before. I blinked and nodded.
"Come on, Eriol's that way," I pointed to the right and ran with Daren at my heels.
That's how it all began.