This is my first fic and English is not my first language.
The story takes place between episode 125 and 126. The players of Inazuma Japan are staying at Raimon to prepare for an upcoming tournament called „Crimson Crest".
„A nice day, isn't it?" Gouenji asked. He laid himself on the grass and watched the blue, cloudless sky.
„It sure is." Fubuki sounded exhausted when he laid down next to the flame striker.
„Today's training was really hard even for our circumstances", commented Gouenji. After that, both players remained quiet for some time. Their teammates had already returned home or - in Endou's case went to the Steel Tower Plaza, and the school building seemed to be abandoned, because it was already late afternoon. So it really was silent here at the soccer field.
Fubuki looked to the flame striker. „Gouenji-Kun, I'm happy to be friends with you. I just wanted to say this", he added shyly.
„I've told you to call me by my fist name, Shirou. It's really ok." He smiled, but missed to notice the light blushing on Fubuki's face.
After the incident at the riverbank during the time they fought against Aliea, the two had become close friends and they would often stay after training to enjoy the good weather or go to eat something. So until now, this was just a normal day for both of them.
„Shirou, I actually need your help." Gouenji looked away while saying this. „I'm so confused and don't know what to do."
'That doesn't sound like him. He is always so determined and always know what's the right thing to do. He helped so many of our teammates just through simple actions. Something must really bother him', the addressed boy thought. „I would be happy if I could help you", he finally replied smiling.
A cool breeze passed. „I don't know how to tell you, I think that it is weird myself. Please don't laugh at me and don't tell anyone, ok?"
„It must be serious if you speak like that", Fubuki answered. „Of course I'll keep it a secret."
The flame striker sighed. „I'm happy that you're my friend, too. I hope we can stay friends after this. … Shirou, I think I might have fallen in love with another boy … .", he continued suddenly.
„Really? Who is it?" The other boy could barely hide his anxiety. He didn't know why his heart was beating faster, after all, it was Gouenji who was in love not himself.
„Don't you think it's weird?" Gouenji looked confused. „I mean we're both guys … Something is wrong with me, isn't it?"
Fubuki watched a bird flying past. The sun was still shining, but soon it would begin to dawn. „I think it's alright. You're in love with him because he is he and not because he is a guy. When it's that way, it's ok. In fact, I feel happy for you."
His smile wasn't real, but the flame striker didn't notice because he was to deep in thoughts. „I hope you're right … ."
Suddenly the boy from Hokkaido wasn't sure anymore if he want to know who Gouenji's love interest was. But his question wasn't forgotten. „Well", Gouenji blushed. „It's Kazemaru."
It hurt. And Fubuki didn't even know why. 'It was obvious. Kazemaru-Kun is quite handsome with a bit of a girly touch. No wonder that Shuuya is in love with him. I can understand his feelings.'
The flame striker looked at the other boy. „You don't say anything? I know it was weird … I shouldn't have told you. It's better when I forget about him anyway. But I didn't know what to do … ."
„No, you shouldn't give up that easily." Fubuki had never seen his friend behaving like that, and somehow it was painful for him to witness.
„You really think so?"
„Yeah." Fubuki stood up. „But now I have to go. It is already late." He ran away without giving Gouenji the chance to reply. 'I don't know why, but it hurts so much. I'm the one who doesn't know what to do and I don't have anybody to talk to.'
It was already dark when he finally stopped running. And the boy felt something he hadn't felt for a long time. Loneliness.
