Hello there, sakkaku-kun here with a first ever story. I hope I'm not rusty, I seemed to have lost touch on my writing skills after I got busy because of School. ^^;; Also, reviews are always appreciated, as well as flames (please don't be too harsh on me. OTL) The Stories I write, and will eventually write might be a little AU or OC, because I'm still watching Inazuma Eleven GO at the same time with Chrono Stone and the original Inazuma Eleven, so it might take a while for me to understand what the story plot is. ^^;

Disclaimer:

I don't own Inazuma Eleven/GO/Chrono Stone, or their characters.

I only own my OC, which is Sakurako Shin.

Hope you guys enjoy!


Sakurako Shin has many roles to the members of Raimon.

Starting from Raimon's Second Team's former Captain, Ichino Nanasuke's neighbor and friend, Kirino Ranmaru's soulmate, and the Team's reserved Forward with lightning fast speed.

"Ichino-kun, good morning!" Shin called out the moment she had stepped foot outside her House's gate. Ichino Nanasuke, who had been waiting for her smiled and waved at his friend.

"Good Morning, Sakura-chan." He greeted back, a happy smile on his face as his feet moved forward towards their destination. Shin quickly followed her friend, her mouth already moving, spewing out words that told the tale of her newest dream she had as the male beside her just smiled and listened, intervening her story-telling few times to correct her grammar in which she replied with a blush of embarrassment and a pout.

"And I was so cool in my dream, I had a really cool Keshin and I—" Her words got stuck in her throat as she caught sight of a familiar mop of Persian blue hair pass by the road a few feet away from the two teens. The memory of her dream quickly disappeared from her mind and her feet took quick steps towards where she had last seen the person pass by, leaving a confused Ichino behind. Turning a corner, she was disappointed to see that this person was nowhere in sight.

'Must be my imagination.' She sighed, shoulders slumping in disappointment and her head hung low.

Ichino, who had finally caught up with the red-head,asked, "What was that about, Sakura-chan?"

"It's nothing," She quickly replied, a chuckle emitting from her throat as she grabbed hold of her arm, a feat she does whenever she's nervous. The look Ichino gave her made her gulp nervously and she turned and took quick steps towards School, "I-I just thought I saw someone from Class!" was her excuse.

"H-Hey, wait up! Sakura-chan!" It took a few seconds for Ichino to realize that he was left behind, yet again. Just as he was passing by, his eyes caught sight of the same Persian blue hair that Shin had seen earlier, realization dawning upon him as a knowing smile spread across his lips.

'This is such a bummer.' Shin sighed for the second time that day, her head lost in the sea of thoughts about a certain ace striker, but as she looked up towards the bright sky, a small smile crawled towards her lips. Not to worry, today will be a good day.

A calculating, but anxious girl helplessly in love with one of Raimon's forward and ace striker, Tsurugi Kyousuke.


Tsurugi Kyousuke is a lot of things.

The former Captain of Black Knights, a Forward and the Team's ace Striker, a cool and quiet demeanor, and a former SEED.

"That's enough practice for now." Shindou Takuto's voice rang throughout the Soccer building, with everyone agreeing and going to the bench for his or her water jugs. Tsurugi watched as everybody talked and chatted happily before turning his head and continued to dribble the soccer ball.

A few faces turned and watched as the Former SEED trained by himself, a look of amazement evident in their faces. "Heh, Tsurugi really wants to get better, hm?"

Kirino Ranmaru took a quick glance at his left, seeing his soulmate, Sakurako Shin, watching the dark-haired forward train. "Shin." He quietly called out, but his voice went to deaf ears. He did an epic sigh before snapping his fingers in front of her, successfully snapping the sakura colored eyed girl from her daydream of dark-haired knights and red-head princesses, "Ask Yamana-chan for a picture, it'll last longer." He smiled playfully at Sakurako, whose face was now the same shade as her untamed hair.

"I-I wasn't staring Ranmaru!" Shin had defended, her brows knitting together as her cheeks flared. Of course you weren't, Kirino had retorted before patting the smaller teen's head and walking off to talk to the other members.

Being left alone by her eternal friend, Shin was left to pout by herself and was later on approached by Seto Midori. "Sakurako-chan."

Turning towards one of the Team's manager, Shin inclined her head and looked up at the taller girl, "What is it, Midori-chan?" Yes, she was rather close to the Managers, seeing as they were all girls.

"You know it's almost Valentine's Day." A blink of confusion was her answer before Midori sighed at how clueless Shin can sometimes get. "Which means you can confess your feelings soon."

"Confess my feelings?" A lightbulb had popped out before she stood up defensively, "M-Midori-chan, I told you already that Ran-chan and I are just really close friends!"

Midori could feel a headache coming. "Not him, aho."

"Then who?"

Sorano Aoi thought it was a good idea to finally speak up, "You know who, Sakurako-chan."

"I… don't…?" Of course by now, Sakurako Shin had already realized what they were talking about, She was just too stubborn to admit the truth to them.

"Does the name Tsurugi Kyousuke ring a be—!" Sorano Aoi's eyes had widened when the red-headed forward tackled her and covered her mouth. Shin quickly scanned the field, finding that none seemed to hear the bluenette's sentence and sighed in relief, although the shade of red her face seemed to deepen.

"Aoi-chan!" She had whined, he shoulder stiff when the apple of her eye took a quick glance at their direction before he began walking over to the rest of the members.

"It's no use hiding the fact that you like him, Sakura-chan." Yamana Akane had interjected, a happy smile on her face. A childish pout seemed to like Sakurako's lips, and the three managers grinned at each other before nodding. "Don't worry, we'll help you."

"Help? B-But I don't nee—" Cutting off Shin's sentence, Midori had shoved a water bottle and a towel in her arms before pushing the smaller girl towards the direction of the tall, dark-haired male, "M-Midori-chan?!"

"Shut up for a moment and just give it to him!" And with a final shove, she quickly walked back to the other two girls.

Tsurugi Kyousuke felt a shove behind him and turned around, eyes casted up before finding no one then casting his eyes downward, finally seeing a mop of reddish-brown hair that he knows only belonged to someone. "Sakurako-san?"

Sakurako visibly stiffened before her she took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles, mustering up all her courage and craning to look up at her teammate, "It was a nice practice." Wow, wasn't she awkward. She mentally cursed herself on the inside, pretty sure that everyone was watching them by now. "Here, I thought you might need it." She shyly handed over the water bottle to him, waiting for him to take it.

If he could have, he would have grinned, but Tsurugi Kyousuke wasn't that kind of person so he just gave the small girl a smile before taking the bottle from her hands, ignoring the obvious spark that flew from his fingertips up to his arms when his fingers nimbly brushed against hers. "Thank you, Sakurako-san."

"You know you can call me Sakura, like the rest of them, right?" It was an instinct that she had grown accustomed to, "We're fr—teammates, aren't we?" The grin on her face almost made him smile. Almost.

"Alright, Sakura-chan."

And with that, the two forwards talked about soccer by themselves—mostly Sakurako, with a few audiences hidden from the sea of blue and yellow uniforms.

At times like these, Tsurugi Kyousuke wished he wasn't that stubborn, so he could, by any chance, move closer to the person who had started talking about soccer so passionately that made her eyes sparkle in delight, unknown to him that he was the reason for that spark.

Yup, today was a good day.

A hopeful boy, pretending not to care about a certain dark haired reserved forward player, Sakurako Shin.


So how was it? Good? Fair? or just down right bad? OTL