ZaphiraX: Sorry, but I think this paring is so cute. I just had to write this. This is my first story, so it might not be very nice, but I hope you like it. Please subscribe afterwards. I do NOT own Inazuma Eleven. If you don't like Fubuki X Yukimura, don't read!

Chapter 1: A Bad Feeling

The school bell rings and students run to their classroom. "Yukimura, you're going to be late if you don't run!" Yukimura Hyouga looks up at his friend, but then sadly walks slowly to the classroom. His parents have been acting strange lately. They are trying to hide something from him. Normally, Yukimura wouldn't mind because he trusts his parents, but he has a bad feeling about it this time.
"Yukimura Hyouga. You are late. Go stand in the hallway." The teacher said with an angry tone. In the hallway, Yukimura meets Fubuki. "Yukimura? Why are you standing in the hallway? It isn't like you to talk in the class." "Fubuki-sempai." Yukimura said with a surprised face. "Why are you here?" Fubuki smiled at him. "The principal asked for me. We will probably have a friendly match with some High school." Fubuki was worried. Yukimura didn't seem happy. He would smile if Fubuki talk to him, but that smile didn't last long. He also noticed how Yukimura has been dozing off during training. "Yukimura, you know that you can come to me if something is troubling you right? You can always count on me if you are in trouble" Fubuki said with a serious face. Yukimura looked up. He could almost cry. He felt like something scary is approaching him, and Yukimura felt like he was going to face that alone. "Thank you very much, Fubuki-sempai." Yukimura said with a smile. Fubuki smiled back, and walked on. "By the way, I didn't talk in class. I was late." Yukimura shouted and Fubuki waved his hand while walking on.

Soccer training didn't go very well. As Fubuki predicted, Yukimura wasn't there with his head. Even though Kitaki Tsuneo kept passing him the ball, he would lose the ball and walk back with his head to the ground. "Yukimura, what are you doing?" Kitaki and Koori Itsuki said in an angry tone. "You could have taken that ball with ease!" Yukimura felt bad about himself. He couldn't concentrate on anything. Not even on his beloved soccer. "Yukimura, come over here." Fubuki said. Yukimura went to Fubuki, while Kitaki and Koori started training with the rest of Hakuren. "I'm sorry. I know I can do better, but…" Yukimura didn't know how to finish his sentence. Fubuki sighed. "Why won't you tell me what's bothering you so much? Maybe I can help you." He said with a sad face. "That's the problem." Yukimura said while tears were slowly walking down his face. "I don't know what the problem is. It's just.. my parents are … hiding .. something from me and… even though I … normally don't mind…" Yukimura tried talking through the sobs, but it only got worse. Fubuki put his arms around the shaking boy. "Calm down. Take in some deep breaths." Yukimura slowly calmed down. The two of them sat down on the bench. "My parents have been doing something while hiding it from me." Yukimura started again. "Normally, I don't mind because their my parents. I trust them. But lately, I have a bad feeling about this secret stuff. I don't dare to ask mom or dad. They would either be angry with me or they would lie and say that it is something a child shouldn't be involved in." Fubuki smiled. "Don't you feel better now? When you don't tell someone what's bothering you, it weights you down. You feel down and you won't be able to concentrate on anything." Yukimura had to admit that a big burden has fallen from his shoulders. He felt lighter and happier, even though the bad feeling was still pooling in his stomach.

"Shhhhhhh, not so loud. What if he hears!" Yukimura heard is mother whisper downstairs. "Don't worry." The father said with a smile. "I'm sure that Hyouga is sleeping by now." Yukimura is curious and softly walks down the stairs. He stops next to the kitchen door, that is open just a little bit. He sees his mother sitting on a chair and his father leaning against the refrigerator. "I really think we should just sell the boy, it's not like he has any value to us." The father said. "I know, but think about what the neighbours are going to say about us. We won't be able to live here anymore." The mother said while sighing. "I guess we will just move somewhere else then. You always said you wanted to live in Kyoto or Osaka." Yukimura couldn't believe what he just heard. They want to sell him? Why? What did he do to deserve this? Yukimura went to his room and took the bag he used for training camp. He stuffed in as many clothes as he could. He changed into his training clothes and stuffed his pyjama's in the bag. He threw the bag in the corner and jumped into bed. When his parents went to bed, and his mother checked on him a last time, he cried silently. He was so scared. Al kinds of things rushed through his head. He could be sold to some old perverted jerk or he could be sold to become the toy of some rich brat. Yukimura checked if his parents are asleep. He took his back, went down the stairs softly, put on his shoes, closed the front door and started running. "Where can I go now?"

"Thank you so much for helping me out. I thought I would have to pull an all-nighter here." The teacher said to Fubuki. The two walked out of school and started heading home. While they walked to the bus station, the two saw a boy slowly walking forward. "Yukimura?" The boy lifted his head. His face was red, and little icicles were glued to his cheeks. His eyes were empty, like there was no spirit in his body. "Yukimura!" Fubuki yelled as he ran to the boy. The teacher just stood there, not really understanding what was happening. "Yukimura!" Fubuki said as he fell on his knees in front of the boy. "Fubuki .. sempai. Save…" Yukimura whispered. "What did you say?" Fubuki said while warming up Yukimura's cheeks with his hands. "Save… me." Yukimura said while the tears started falling down again. "Save.. me. Save me. Please… Save me!" Yukimura started to scream. His heart hurt so much. The betrayal of his parents was so harsh and painful that he couldn't keep it in anymore. Fubuki hugged him and a tear was rolling down his face. Fubuki knew that Yukimura was slowly breaking down as he cried. After a while, Yukimura calmed down and fell asleep on Fubuki's shoulder. Meanwhile, the teacher walked to Fubuki. "I think it would be better if you take him to your home." Fubuki looked back with shock. "What about his parents?" "Why do you think he has that bag with him?" Fubuki then noticed the camping bag that Yukimura dropped on the ground. Fubuki nodded to the teacher. "I'll take him home with me.

ZaphiraX: I hope you liked the first chapter. Please comment my story. I would really like some feedback or advice for the next chapter so... Please tell me what you think about my first story.