part 2 of the 'Neo Genesis Altered' series

Disclaimer:

I do not own Inazuma Eleven nor its characters.
All rights over the use of Natsuiro Tsuko go to me and are not supposed to be used without permission.

Rated T for minor cursing & safety.

Author Notes:

*invano (Italian) = 'in vain'
*fanculo (Italian) = 'f*ck'

The wind had been blowing silently the last few days as if it was the silence before the storm. Although things had been pretty hectic already with Teikouku challenging Raimon, there was not anything else that gave a sign of that something big was going to happen. It was sure that something insane would happen for the duo though.

With a tap of the pen against the table, which gave a rare loud sound that echoed through the small room, two reddish pink eyes were glued on the TV screen in front of them. A blurry recorded video of Raimon Junior High's soccer team's practice was shown on the screen.

Raimon had been a popular school because of it's soccer team in the past, but nowadays it was nothing special. The soccer club had been disbanded years ago, but Endou Mamoru had put it back in tracks at the start of last school year. The other school lacked members yet their own principal and coach had given them the task to investigate on the newbies.

Teikouku Academy was the most feared school with their superiority. Why they would have to challenge a team like Raimon's soccer team didn't make any sense. Their team was small and recruiting wasn't going well, so the upcoming challenge Teikouku would bring would only shatter the dreams the captain of the soccer team had — it wasn't hard to figure him out with that constant shouting.

A sigh escaped the body of the person sitting next to the window. His eyes went to the strategist who sat directly in front of the TV. A notebook was sprawled open on the table and was filled with everything the keen eyes had picked up that rarely anyone else would see. There was no reason to gather information on the opposing team in this case. Raimon was new in this field, while Teikoku's plays were strong and their players possessed insane speed. Those newbies wouldn't be able to win. Yet there they sat, analyzing practice material of the team.

It could have been a very good day for the duo if they didn't have to do this job. The two of them shared classes and had been quite elated when their afternoon classes had been canceled. Both had planned things to do for themselves in this newly received free-time. That stupid coach of theirs just had to ruin it.

"Anything special yet?"

With a huff, a smug reply was returned. "Other as that they're amateurs none."

That earned a chuckle. Both of them had been tasked to investigate matters ever since the lash-out of the girl, which had let to the two growing closer over the past months. It had been something small back then. She had been restricted from playing ever since the discovery of the teen going around on a severely injured leg. It was something one of the others had said that made her explode and let to the others decide to put the music-addicted Narukami with her.

Natsuiro had always been quite earnest with the spiky-haired midfielder. At the start, she had said that because of his greyish-purple hair, his teal eyes and the two dots on his forehead, it made him sorta look like an alien. He had found it weird at first and her obsession with aliens and her interest in him had caught him by surprise, but he eventually learned to handle with her strange mood swings that could swiftly change by her surroundings. He hadn't quite figured her out yet, but he knew that behind closed doors Natsuiro wasn't always the kind and cheery person everyone thought she was.

Suddenly the girl stood up, hastily grabbed towards the TV controller and replayed the last scene. Narukami owlishly stared at her and then back to the TV. There really was nothing special, now was there? "Impossible..." he heard her mutter. Narukami went over to sit next to his buddy, eyes now glued on the TV. "What's it?"

"Keep track of that goalie's hands," came the demand. He glared at the goalie as she had addressed. There was nothing with him, he just stopped some simple shots, what was the-, his breath hitched. "W-was that... Just now...?"

A huff came from the girl as she sat back in the chair. "Aura. That guy has been so busy with soccer that it won't be long until he can use a hissatsu technique. That is probably why Kidou personally went and requested a friendly by coach."

The irritation in her voice was crystal clear to the boy. Natsuiro had grown up with Kidou for a few years and they had grown very close. That was until she had left for Italy for three or four years, he really didn't know exactly how long, and Kidou had suddenly lacked interest in the girl.

Now Kidou had the coach to confide in, or he would hang with Genda and Sakuma, while Natsuiro had only Narukami at school. Not that he minded. She was fun to hang with and her darker sides were now only revealed to him, and that made him feel more special. His life was quite boring until the girl had entered his little world. His mom had been delighted to have her son bring a friend over.

As he kept his eyes on the scene the girl had replayed once again, something else caught his eyes that they had missed before. "Wait... Who is that guy hiding in the back? The one with that spiky hair?" He took the remote and zoomed in. He had seen that guy before, but he couldn't quite figure out where.

"Hmm, oh, some transfer student," Natsuiro stood up to pick up a file from the drawer behind them, before returning to him, "I found more material of Raimon so we might find out who he is if you want. He could be a spy that tries to gather information, the old-fashioned way, or a shy guy that would like to join them."

Deciding to keep it at that, they continued their research. It turned out that the only one who was of some interest was the goalkeeper and captain of the team. The others were really just toddlers kicking against a ball. Even if there was someone who reached towards their level on that team, soccer can't be played alone, which made Narukami wonder why Kidou would go as far as to request a match with those guys.

The door slid open behind them to reveal one of the others, whose eyebrow shot up by their presence. "What are the two of you doing in here this time? Did the Commander order you to investigate some team again?" With a deep, stretched-out sigh, Narukami spun towards the guy to reveal their commands of investigating on Raimon Junior High — a completely amateur club.

Been filled in on that, the guy glanced at the girl. She just continued her research, totally ignoring the other two in the room. He informed the other of something she couldn't catch before he left again, the door sliding back close, only to leave them alone in the room once again. A peaceful silence had settled in the room with that. Natsuiro didn't care about it right now since there was something she found just now as they chattered away. That Raimon school had some spicy background.

Her eyes scanned the computer screen she had started a new research on. If she had known about this background before she could've already hacked into the school's database to find out about that captain of theirs. Did that Endou Mamoru guy set up the club due one of those old geezers being his grandpa? Did they still have contact with the school? Growling she stood up to grab Narukami's laptop, opened it, only to huff in frustration and turn to him. "Tell me again why there is a password lock on yours while we're supposed to work together on these things?" He shrugged as he went over to her, ticked in his password and waved towards the screen. "My mom can't see things like this, she will get worried about my future or whatever."

The pink-haired girl rose her eyebrows at seeing the opened web browser before shaking her head lightly and clicked for a new tab to research on the old Raimon men. "And why is there no information about that what I want to know, what is up with there being no precise search engine?" Natsuiro softly complained. His eyes narrowed at her screen as she engulfed herself in his laptop. "Why are you investigating on that?"

Her eyes found his, eyebrow raised. "Because~ That guy could be the grandson of one of them. They might as well have one of those oldies come back and coach them, that might cause a problem." Shaking his head in disbelieve he mumbled about how this wouldn't change a thing and that even if those guys were in contact with the old men of the Raimon Eleven from years ago, that one of them was the grandfather of the captain, it still wouldn't change the team.

Silence had settled in after that, her movements had ceased and only the sound of the hands on the clock ticking was heard in the small room. Narukami's breath got stuck in his throat and his heart started beating fast as she turned around, sweat dripping from his forehead as he got the urge to back away. His eyes widened as he noticed her brow twitching and that fake, sadistic smile playing on her lips as this gloomy aura seemed to radiate from her. "Haaa~? What are you saying? Are you saying that what I'm doing is invano*? How rude, Naru-chan~"

A shiver ran down his spine. God, there it was. That ill aura that she seemed to release from her body and that smirk on her face that made her look like some sadistic maniac. It made him almost convinced that her usual sweet and kind personality really was a facade for this demonic part.

"I didn't mean it like that, Natsu."

She hummed in a slightly irritated tone, implying that she didn't really buy it. Her phone buzzed right then, the screen coming to life. Pink orbs immediately fixed on the device while her hands hovered above the laptop's keys. Her eyebrows knitted together, hand reaching out towards the blue thing as she ticked in the password to unlock her phone.

Narukami was surprised that she had picked it up. Normally she didn't really bother about who was trying to reach her as she was in an investigation. It had to be important if she skipped working on this.

"Naru, we're heading out," she mumbled without any tone behind it to explain to him what she was thinking or what was going on at all. His eyes widened slightly as they followed her through the room, confusion written all over his face. "What? But, didn't you say you wanted to figure out if-"

She turned towards him, glaring at him with a dark gaze and a shadow had fallen over her face. "I would walk outside if I were you."

Damn this was serious, it had to be the Commander who had called her, or rather them, out or else she wouldn't look as if she was ready to kill someone any minute now. He didn't hesitate to walk out without closing their browsers and shutting the computers off, but simply just made his way out. Natsuiro followed behind him, first locking the door before she fell into step with him.

"Commander wants everyone there, you get the ones from the canteen towards his place. The others are training, I will get them." He nodded after her command and took somewhat larger steps after she turned the corner. Natsuiro wasn't quiet about her dislike of the Commander towards anyone who wasn't Kidou or the Commander himself — although it was hard not to not toice due her irritated mood at the times he called them over or was present at a match.

That took him back to that time he didn't show up.

It was just a simple friendly against one random school, just like always and while it had been a fairly quiet day in summer, it was too warm. That caused everyone to rest in the burning, deathly rays of the sun outside while eating their lunch or snack. It was just their luck that one of the students that voluntarily helped the club out came by with sun cream or they would most probably be turned into roasted crabs. That fuzzy peace didn't last long or one of their managers came up to them to inform them of this match. Cursing had followed.

As they had been told by the guy in his mid-thirties, a car would drive them towards the school to play a friendly. Of course, they obeyed, even thought they were sweating oceans due this beacon shining in the sky. The coach that drove them towards the destination was a haven for most, thanking whichever holy being out there for the cool breeze of the air conditioning, while just a few were bothered by it as that they craved for this heat outside for some reason.

It had taken about two hours until they arrived at the 'doomed' school. Doomed due the standard rule was that Teikoku would destroy the school of the clubs that lost to them, because only the strong are allowed to exist. That was what the Commander said, at least.

They got welcomed by a quite nervous man, almost seeming to wash his hands in his own sweat, as he guided them to the field where their own team had already begun their warming-up. While Kidou himself just told them to change into their uniforms, some had already shifted uncomfortable at the sniffing and snorting of the pink-haired girl, who took place at the bench.

No one really knew what happened, but as they returned from changing they took notice that the opposite team was way further away and made sure to keep as big a distance between themselves and the girl as possible. Genda had tried approaching her, but she had snarled at him to stay back and start his warming-up already if he didn't want her to test his body's bending-limits.

It was only when the match started they realized what was going on. The Commander had either called or messaged the fuming teen on their sidelines that he wouldn't attend this match and make sure to win, what had let to Natsuiro raging. Well, it was strange and kinda unacceptable for a coach to be absent, but there wasn't really anything they could do.

They won without a sweat, well figuratively. It was no difficult task to win, but since it was quite warm they had been sweating bullets. No one saw the girl after returning at school, that was until their next match a week later as she stood there with a forced grin on her face, the Commander standing just a step back on her left.

"Sorry for my... absence. I had important things to do," with that explanation left from her lips she glanced over towards the taller man before she continued with a deep sigh. "As you all have been informed of, this school is a possible arch rival due that their keeper can use a Hissatsu. Therefore, we need to annihilate them before they can level and strengthen him and be a treat for our reputation. Got that?"

That sure of hell wasn't a speech that she had prepared, she couldn't care less about the school's reputation, yet they all had went along with it.

The canteen was quite noisy, some students hanging around. It were their chatters that broke his train of thoughts. There were a few first years chatting just too loud for the third-years who had been studying before one of them had given in to their temper and was dumping hell on the scared children and- he spotted one of his teammates among the two that tried to stop the third-year from harming the children. It wasn't hard to spot him with his light cyan hair in between those dark-haired first-years.

He called out to the guy, who made sure to calm the third-year down before coming over. "What is it?" Ah, that didn't sound well that rather harsh but intoned question. Sakuma was irritated by what had just happened it seems. Making his response as short as possible, the other silently mumbled before turning around towards a table where Genda and Kidou were seated.

Sakuma waved towards the others in a sign to come over. They put away their drink bottles and such. Narukami lost the conversation behind him as he went ahead, glancing around to see if there was anyone else in the canteen. There was a duo in the row for some bread, they waited for him before continuing on their way towards the Commander's office.

Natsuiro had already gathered the others in front of the office, clicking her tongue in irritation. As soon as they had joined in on the other group she spun around and knocked on the door. His voice answered to the knock on his doors. The door fell from its lock, but she made sure to turn towards them before fully opening the door. "I'll be submissive if I were you, he is not in a good mood," that was all the warning they got before going inside.

That he was not 'in a good mood' was quite the understatement. The man was mad as hell, handing them out papers for their new practice program and upcoming matches. Kidou cleared his throat. "May I say something?"

With the sign of the man he asked questions about what was coming up that their schedule had become this much harsher, totally ignoring the warning Natsuiro had given before, the man snorted loudly. "What is coming up, you ask? You honestly have no idea?"

Narukami gulped at the harsh voice and glanced towards the side. Natsuiro shook her head and was mumbling all kinds of accusations about the boy. He only picked up her "The Football Frontier of course, geez. Why does that idiot never read my hand-outs?" mumbling part, yet his eyes widened already. Oh no.

Lydron presents...
AU ; OC insert
Based off IE project (Neo) Genesis
Sequel to "Nagumo Haruya's Childhood"
Written by Julius © Lydron

Dark Star

Dark Star © Lydron

{ Chapter One }

"We must find it before the others do."

A low buzzing sound seemed to almost vibrate through the rather empty room. The white walls were an illuminating blue due to the machine that lighted up the living room-sized space. Two figures dressed in white were seated in front of a screen next to the machine, information and codes rolling down the screen as the more masculine one typed away quicker as the other on a keyboard.

From beside the door behind them, a tall person dressed in a navy robe observed the two. Again his low, almost echoing voice spoke up. "How are the statics, why can't you tell me where it is already? We implanted it, didn't we?"

"Surely did, sir. There only seems to be some problem with the coordinates," the masculine one said, not looking back when he spoke. "They keep on shifting in a disturbing matter, it switches through countries of different continents, goes through trees and mountains. We have put a team on it to find out whether it is a malfunction of the tracking device or if it has broken."

A low growl emitted from the back of the man's throat. He hastily turned around, went through the door after it slid open and almost stomped his way back to the giant hall he had come from. The walk there only calmed him due that it takes quite to reach the main hall from that room.

Even thought the halls were all the same straight, rather broad ways he did not get bored with them. Some halls were shorter, some halls crossed each other, some walls were white and empty, others were decorated by flowers, butterflies, superheroes and other silly drawings the staff made and a few had framed paintings. The leaves from the plants that were potted on the sides of the hall with sky blue walls he walked through at the moment were turning somewhat yellow with the lack of water. He had to make sure one of the maids would make a round to water those.

The hall towards the main hall was a very light pink with a big, black painting with a gray flower on it. There was also a big brown pot which once had simple plants with pink flowers on it, but it had now grown in a small tree. He believed they were named Rhodendron? Or was it Rhododendron...? He cared little for such a fact, yet it bugged him that he could not simply state the name of the plant he passed by almost every day.

Once he entered through the two large, wooden doors he noticed dust was piling up in the corners. The sunlight that came in through the windows looked dimmed due the mud and dust covering it. All the way in the front a single maid was cleaning one of the 3-foot-high windows with steam coming from the bucket of water that was placed beside her. She had dragged a ladder with her.

With a frown, he looked around. Having to clean a room as big as this one wouldn't have been a problem it was just a red carpet leading towards his seat, but the room was decorated with many plants and furniture. It would take quite some while till the place was clean, and he could not wait for that. He cleared his throat so that she would turn to him.

As soon as her eyes landed on her leader, a small gasp left her mouth before she bowed deeply. "My sincere apologies for the mess, sir. I will clean up as-" He held his hand up to silence her and sighed. As he thought, she was the only one sent to clean up the main hall. Yet it was way too big for one person to clean it. He wondered what the hell Gladyss was thinking by letting this young woman clean up all by herself.

"No need to be in such a hurry," he said while walking towards the wall where a phone was attached, pressing on numbers as he continued, "I will just make Gladyss send a few others. A hall as big as this should not be cleaned by a single individual."

She was willing to thank him, but knowing better she simple bowed down again and then continued her work. The man was not a mean dictator, yet it was not really as if he did things for the people working under him nor those he took care of for their sake. He loved clean places, working in a matter that was the most efficient. Once, she had wondered whether the man was a clean freak, but seeing he liked to bake and that would mean that his hands would get dirty she took back that claim of her — although she had never even voiced that out loud.

As she was done cleaning the highest part of the window and lowered herself down the ladder to clean the window sill and water the plants situated there, here eyes fell back on the man who let himself sink into the big king-sized, red chair. Noticing her hands had stilled she took the watering can to water the plants, a small smile present on her face.

Outside, she spotted two men she had seen a few times around were smoking a cigarette and she silently wondered what they were taking a break from.

Honestly, if she were to be questioned about what really was going on here, what they were doing, she had to disappoint the one asking. Even thought she was there every day, the only thing she did was cooking meals with others or clean the space. Sometimes she had to bring the food or a package that had been delivered to the one who asked for it, but she really had no idea what this group of employees did. There were rooms and hallways she was not allowed to enter after all.

The only thing that she knew was that the commander was not up to par lately due that someone going by the name Aster, a person who had disappeared a few years ago, was completely off the radar. Thought she had no idea herself who that 'Aster' was since she had not been around at that time.

With a sigh she wiped the sweat off her face, sun blazing through the window on her black-clothed body.

'One window done, nine left to be done...'

Finally, the building was all cleaned up again. Aki smiled at the team's captain who was smiling and shouting things to his teammates on the field. Although the reason was not clear, Raimon did not have a soccer team for quite some years because of the lack of new recruits. When Endou had come there he had not hesitated and made sure he could start it over again.

Not long after that Handa and Someoka joined him, and they trained without a field, even when there was snow outside playing in their soccer uniforms in the cold weather. The next year first years wanted to join the club. Kabeyama, Kurimatsu, Shourinji and Shishido as well. Due that they had no field to practice on and no teams to play with, they practically used the clubhouse to relax. They played video games or read stuff. It was only Endou who tried to practice at all times.

Now that Teikoku Academy had challenged them the school had made use of that to say that if they lost, the club would be disbanded. Most of them didn't believe in that they could actually win from the strongest team in the country, but that did not make Endou slack off or falter at all. He loved soccer and was trying his hardest to recruit new members.

Endou had gone by the basketball and tennis team in hopes of finding people, even trying to get Kazemaru to join. The guy was in the track team and had told him before that he would love to against first-rate players. Of course, he had meant in athletics, but well, that did not come up by the soccer team's captain.

After school, when the sun was setting Endou went to Steel Tower Square. He came there to practice ever since he was a kid. Not only was the view nice to look at, but he had a tire which he could use to train with as well. He was surprised to find Gouenji there.

"Gouenji!" he called out, running to a stop in front of the guy even though the latter tried walking away. "Isn't this an awesome place? I've always liked coming here ever since I was a little kid. Hey, have you heard about our practice match against Teikoku Academy?" Gouenji's eyes widened for a few seconds, but Endou missed that completely as he continued talking. "But we're still short on members. I've been trying really hard to recruit more people, but nobody wants to join." Cue a small laugh coming from the other, sounded slightly defeated. "Hey, could you reconsider joining?"

Not answering the question, Gouenji turned towards the rail, staring towards the sun. Endou looked to the side as the silence continued. "Why?" he questioned. "Why did you stop playing? If it's okay with you, could you tell me about it?" When he got no response, he almost sounded as if he was defending himself when he said; "A kick as good as yours shouldn't go to waste! When I first saw it, I got goosebumps!"

Without waiting for any response he continued. "I know you have your reasons to stop playing, but it's not because you hate soccer, right? If you didn't like soccer, you wouldn't be able to pull off a kick like that!"

A sigh reflected in the platinum-haired guy's eyes as he turned around to the guy behind him. "You sure talk a lot."

As if he found that his sign to continue, Endou held up the ball in front of him. "I want to play soccer with you," he said, determination present in his face. "If we team up, we could become the best team ever!"

Unable to handle the situation, Gouenji jumped over the railing and landed on the path below. "Don't talk to me again."

Feeling upset and not knowing how to keep the other here, Endou threw himself against the cold metal. He looked down at the boy, walking away and yelled down; "Then, why did you kick that ball yesterday?"

Gouenji looked back at him but turned around again, a 'tsk' leaving his mouth as irritation bubbled up in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to get out of here. "You're really annoying," he mumbled. Walking down the path he couldn't help but ball his hands to fists. That guy was really frustrating. He was way too loud, talked way too much and was way too kind. Jeez, could he just bother himself with-

"Yahoo~" an overly sweet, sugar-coated voice called out. "Up here, hot head."

Gouenji looked up to find a pair of legs dangling over the wall, a girl in a sleeveless denim jacket and black trunks looked down at him. A wide grin was decorating her face, making her eyes sparkle. Jumping from the wall she looked somewhat less innocent now her eyes darkened. "Gouenji Shuuya, am I right?"

With a frown he gave her a confirming nod, looking at her in suspicion when she looked around to see if there was anyone else. "I heard you joined Raimon. I'm not gonna dig and ask you why you left your old school and such, but I'm just willing to warn you." she softly told him in a strong voice. It made his frown deeper and ask her what she meant. "You do realize Teikoku will destroy the school after their victory? All they want is a show, something to spark their fuel, and they will leave after they are satisfied by that."

Brown eyes scanned through an abyss of pink shades. He saw no hint in there that she was lying, but he just couldn't grasp how she got this information and why she would go through the trouble of coming to him to tell all that. When a buzzing sound entered his ears and his eyes fell on the caller ID of the girl's phone it clicked - she was part of Teikoku Academy.

"Fanculo," she locked eyes with him, lifting her finger to her lips. "Kidou," she stated blankly.

'Natsuiro. Where are you?'

She looked towards Gouenji. "I am just taking a scroll. Why? Problems with my buddy?"

'What? No. Narukami is doing okay. But we need the team together. The others are not aware of our friendly with Raimon, remember?'

"Ah, yes, I see. I will be there as soon as I can. See ya," she hung up without waiting for him to say anything back. Gouenji would have sworn that Kidou, Teikoku's captain, and this girl were not getting along at all. Thought according to their conversation she had to be their manager.

"So. Natsuiro, huh?"

The girl looked at him and her eyes widened. "Oh. Oh my, that is so rude of me. I am so sorry. Yes. My name is Natsuiro Tsuko, I am the manager of Teikoku Aacdemy. But well, as you could have guessed, I am against the way they do things." Gouenji frowned, still not sure if he could trust this girl. "Then why are you staying there? You know you could just leave and switch schools, right?"

A small laugh escaped her lips, sounding almost sad. "Well~ Let's just say that being the manager of Teikoku, standing in the shadows, is for my own good."

Gouenji was about to ask more when she jumped up, grabbing the top of the wall she had just jumped off and pulling herself up. He heard her hiss when her knee brushed roughly against the stone, and he watched her sit on top of the tall wall, cursing at her knee. She locked eyes with him again and smiled, which took him by surprise. "Need to go, else the high and mighty Kidou will get suspicious of me. See ya, flame striker."

With that she let herself drop down to the other side, disappearing from his view. He just stood there for a few minutes before continuing on his way. That was strange, really strange. But still, he had to look out for what Teikoku was planning. He did not know if he could trust her, but he surely knew that Teikoku would not back down on a change of taking down another soccer team. That was how they had kept their title after all.

Back at Steel Tower Square, Endou had decided to ready himself for some special training. He had a rather large tire tied on his back with ropes and another tire tied up a branch of a tree. Giving a hard push in order to make it swing at quite some speed from him, he readied himself to try to hold his ground to stop it. He failed multiple times though, but still kept trying. When he thought he had gotten it to stop, it still backfired as it sent him flying.

Laying on the ground, he groaned and grumbled when a voice spoke up. "That's some messy special training."

Surprised Endou turned his head to look up, finding Kazemaru standing next to him with his hands folded behind his back. As he tried to stand up, the other grabbed his arm to help him up. "You sure do some weird training," Kazemaru commented.

"Yeah, it's from that." A smile played on Endou's lips as he pointed towards the bench to a notebook. Kazemaru thought inside would be some special training mechanics or special techniques, yet the only thing he found there were strange drawings that made no sense. He really had no idea what it implied. "I can't read it," he simply stated, his eyes glued on the unreadable script. "You can read this?"

With a smile still present on his face, Endou nodded. "Yeah, I can read it. The technique to stop a shot is written there." At that Kazemaru blinked in surprise and checked the contents again, wondering how he could even get that out of the mess. "My grandpa wrote it," Endou declared.

Kazemaru faced the other. "Your grandfather?"

"Yeah. He passed away before I was born... He was Raimon Soccer Club's coach a long time ago. He wrote this notebook on special training back then. Teikoku Academy's speed and power are far above the average team. To stop their shots, I think I'll have to completely master grandpa's techniques." He had taken the notebook back from Kazemaru meanwhile and was looking at it almost fondly.

Kazemaru huffed and smiled at the other. "You're serious about defeating Teikoku, huh?" As Endou confirmed it, he looked down. Surely, he was actually part of the track team, but he admired how strongly the guy felt like having to save his club. With an internal nod towards himself, he held his hand out towards the brunette, having made his decision.

Endou stared confused at his hand and back to him. "Uh, what?"

"I'll join you and that spirit of yours," the athletic boy answered the soccer freak.

An overwhelming happiness filled Endou's body at those words. He knew he could depend on this old acquaintance. He took the other's hand. "Thank you, Kazemaru!" The blue-haired guy smiled at him and then turned around towards the bushes. "I'm joining. What about you guys?"

Confused Endou looked towards where Kazemaru was looking at, finding his teammates hidden behind the bushes and the tree next to it. "Everyone-" he started, wanting to walk over to them but tripping over his own feet. The others hurried towards him, helping him up. Hands in his side, Someoka practically smirked at him as he said; "At this rate, your body's going to crumble before the match against Teikoku, you know?"

"I'll be fine," Endou chuckled.

"They were watching you even before I came," Kazemaru told from behind him.

Embarrassed, the sides of Someoka's mouth lowered. "Looking at you go to other clubs to recruit members..." Handa spoke from next to him. "We felt a little..." Someoka continued his sentence.

Behind him, Kurimatsu was tearing up. "And that special training of yours, how do I say it? It gets my heart fired up."

This time Shishido stepped forward, a determination in his voice even thought his eyes were hidden underneath his hair as he said that he wanted to join in his special training. Shourinji immediately jumped in that he as well wanted to join, Kabeyama and Kurimatsu stepping in front of him to agree.

Endou's cheeks flushed as tears dwelt up and his grip on the notebook tightened. "O-ofcourse. You're more than welcome to!" He yelled then, balling his fist as he almost yelled about how happy he was. As everyone engaged in Endou's ridiculous training, Kazemaru was given a ball to practice dribbling. They couldn't just force him in training like that when he only ever played soccer with P.E., now could they?

Until late they trained, all leaving on their own ways back to home when it really was too late to stay out.

When morning came, Endou had practically jumped from his bed. Their match would be later that day, so they had decided to assemble early in their clubhouse. "Guys, let me introduce someone to you," Endou said. "He's joining today's match last minute. His name's Matsuno Kuusuke." Next to their captain stood a guy with a blue and pink striped hat, a smile adorning his face. "You can just call me Max," he stated.

He held up the board that Endou had been skipping around with the day prior. "When I saw your captain, I thought joining this club could relieve me of my boredom." Someoka immediately spoke up at that, questioning why the guy was joining in if it was just for relieve. "This match isn't for playing around, you know," Someoka said.

Max kept smiling as he reassured him not to worry. "Even though I've never played soccer before, I'm more handy than I look."

"That's how it is," Endou added. "Let's see what he can do!"

"But with him, we still only have nine members," Handa said. "It's ten members..." came from behind. A shiver run down his spine as Handa turned to find some gloomy guy with long, purple hair behind him. "S-sorry, I didn't notice you," Handa sweat dropped.

Still smiling, Endou spoke up. "Kageno has also joined the club."

"It's fine," Kageno said, turning around. "I came here because I want to become a man with a more visible existence."

It was then that the ground started to rumble. Dust was suddenly flying up as if a storm was coming towards them. In a way, that quite true. From the chief's office, Natsumi stared down with her arms folded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Looks like they've arrived," the man next to her said. And just as he said, a gigantic purple vehicle stopped in front of the gates, steam coming from the door as it opened.

Students with uniforms came running down the stairs, rolling a red carpet out and lining up in line next to the carpet. One leg on the ground and another placed on top of a polished soccer ball. Their hands were balled to fist, left hand next to their hip and right hand up, elbow curved. When they were in position a boy with blue goggles and a red cape walked down the stairs outside the thing.

Behind him, other teenagers dressed in a somewhat dark green t-shirt with crimson streaks on the sleeves and red team mark on their chest, fitted along with brown shorts. Among them was a guy in a long-sleeved, orange shirt with dark brown streaks and green shirt under it. The team mark on his chest was white rather than red and a pair of purple gloves hid his hands. He wore dark purple socks as well instead of the same white socks the other were wearing.

Endou ran up towards the guy with goggles. "I'm the captain of Raimon's soccer club, Endou Mamoru. Thank you for asking for a practice match against us," he said, holding his hand out as Kidou turned away from his to look at the field. "This is our first time on this field," he said. "Mind letting us warm up first?"

A drop of sweat ran down the side of his head as Endou was rendered speechless. They wanted to warm up?

"Ah. Um. Sure, go ahead."

While the team was warming up, Gouenji noticed pink locks coming from the purple vehicle and sneakily getting away. He wondered what was up with the girl and what her role actually was inside that school. His eyes were glued on her as she hid her bright hair under the hood of her jacket, walking beside the wall surrounding the school.

For some reason, no one actually seemed to notice her.

It was when he heard a blast that his eyes turned back to the scene in front of him. Kidou had just a ball with a ridiculous amount of power towards Endou, who had successfully caught it even thought his hands felt like they were on fire. It seemed to light the fire in the guy's heart as well.

"Hold up Captain!" Kabeyama said. "I... I need to go use the toilet."

"What are you going to do?" Kidou spoke, turning the attention of the other to him. "Even with that guy, you only have ten members. Where's your last player?"

Gouenji hissed as someone patted his shoulder. "Oh my~" Natsuiro chuckled. "Calm down, I won't harm you." He groaned as he realized it was her, but before he could even bring in another word she stepped next to him and looked at the field. Most of Raimon's members were leaving and a frown appeared on her face. "Why are they leaving the field? Don't tell me they forfeit."

"Ah," Gouenji said. "Turns out one of them is missing after he went for the toilet." Natsuiro hummed, letting herself sink to the ground and sat cross-legged on the grass. She whipped a lollipop out her pocket and took the wrapping away, eyes meeting his after a few seconds. "I know I may seem like a suspicious person due that I'm part of Teikoku and all, but could you maybe stop glaring at me?"

Gouenji snorted and brought his attention back to his surroundings, not missing the curse next to him. "What are you doing?"

"Uhm, well... You know... He is looking this way due that he knows who you are, but they are not supposed to know that I'm here," Natsuiro mumbled. "Since I actually had to stay back, but I secretly came along."

"Why?"

"Have to make sure they don't harm these amateurs~" she grinned, before a serious expression fell over her face. "I was kinda pissed at the commander for choosing this school, but I figured it was just because they wanted to check out what you could do. But when the data told me that you were not part of the team..." Natsuiro looked around the tree at her fellow students that were standing on the soccer field. "I guess they just want to make use of their power to overpower others like they always do. Guess I just have a soft spot is all."

Gouenji observed her as her eyes followed some dude in a long jacket. "Another one, huh?" She said in an unamused tone, which made him frown as he tried to find what she was looking at, to no avail. He poked her lightly with his feet, suggesting that she told him. "Did you know that children have gone missing...?" she softly spoke. His eyes widened as his thoughts immediately went to his little sister. "The Commander did not even notice that one of our students has gone missing... I tried to find out where he was when I came upon alerts from parents who lost their child. Only those messages never break through to the news for some reason."

He was about to ask her something when she moved forwards to look past him. "Oh, I see they found their missing guy." Like she said, the Raimon team came outside the building. He noticed her getting up and eyed her from the corners of his eyes. She sighed and watched the referee walk up towards the two neatly lined-up teams. "We will now start the practice match between Teikoku Academy and Raimon Junior High!"

"Have to go," she muttered as she pat his back. "Take care." He blinked and gave her a nod, as if to say he gave her permission to leave. Watching her move along the walls, so easily to be spotted but for some reason no one noticed her, he wondered how she got messed up in Teikoku Academy. It was when some guy on the field suddenly spoke up his attention got pulled away.

"It's a challenge! This is Teikoku's challenge to us, Raimon!" When confused look where shared by several people the boy cleared his throat. "Hello, I'm Kakuma Keita from the Shogi club. Kakuma. Please remember me as Kakuma. And today, I'm here to provide everyone with a play-by-play commentary of the mat- aaah! Now is not the time to be introducing myself!"

Gouenji's eyebrow rose as he watched the guy. He was quite the talkative guy yet he had not seen the guy here before these past days. If he was as talkative as he was now you would say that he would have heard the other in the halls before, right?

"The ball is already in position," Kakuma commented. "All it's waiting for is Raimon Junior High's kick-off!"

"All right, guys!" Endou yelled from his position on goal. "Let's do our best!"

When the referee blew the whistle, the boy with glasses gave a soft kick to pass the ball towards the red-haired dude next to him. He made no intention of moving forward as he readjusted his glasses, but when Someoka passed the ball to someone else you could read from his face that he had expected the other to return the ball back to him. Kakuma, who was already getting fired up, spoke up again. "It's finally started! First is Someoka! He passes the ball to Matsuno and charges towards Teikoku's goal!" While he said that two of Teikoku's players came sliding to him, but Someoka jumped up to avoid their attack. "Whoa, amazing!" Kakuma commented on that. "Someoka dodges his opponents' slide tackle beautifully!"

"Kazemaru is charging forward relentlessly!" Kakuma continued his commentary as Kazemaru received the ball from Someoka and moved forward, passing it back to Someoka as one of Teikoku's defenders came at him. Someoka on his turn passed back to Max, who on his turn passed it towards Shishido. "They're keeping the ball in possession!" Kakuma spoke up. "Through the nonstop passing of the ball, they're messing up Teikoku's rhythm!"

As he ran away from the defender coming after him, Shishido was getting cornered and turned around. He yelled for his senpai and passed the ball away. However, Handa, who seemed to take the ball as he jumped in the air moved his head away to avoid taking the ball. This made Kakuma almost squeal. "Ah! A feint by Handa! The one shooting the ball is Someoka from the opposite end!"

Jumping up, Someoka gave a hard kick on the ball. "It's going in!" Kakuma already said. "The goalkeeper has got no time to react to this spee-" Swiftly Genda jumped up, making the ball change course and fly up in the air, following that action he jumped up to catch the ball with something that looked dangerously close to a somersault. "No way!" came the commentary again. "So close! So close!"

Genda threw the ball towards Kidou's feet, yelling something about his job being over. Kidou passed it to one of the other players who kicked the ball with such force that Endou could not handle the power behind it and was thrown inside the goal with the ball himself. Not only his teammates, the students on the sidelines and the managers, but Gouenji as well were shocked by the display of Teikoku's real powers. Only Teikoku themselves and their Commander, watching from inside the purple vehicle were smirking at the situation on hand.

Without falter, Kakuma continued his commentary. "Teikoku wins their first point in mere seconds! What speed and power! Is this the Teikoku soccer team that dominates the nation?! Is this Teikoku soccer team's actual power?!" As Endou still was laying on the ground, Kakuma kept on spilling his thoughts like an overflowing river. "The Raimon Eleven don't have the strength to retaliate! Don't have the strategy to deal with it!"

As they continued playing, the score for Teikoku went up and each of Raimon's players were getting hit with the ball here and now when they were unable to defend or take the ball. The referee blew the whistle, indicating that the first half finished with Teikoku in lead with ten points. Kakuma reported immediately after the whistle. "Raimon Junior High can't do anything but end the first half with a score of 0-10!"

While Raimon was completely worn out, Teikoku looked like they had not even started the match yet. Natsumi was watching through binoculars towards the match, the man behind her addressing her, asking whether she had already figured out what the thing was that concerned her after watching the first half of the match. "It seems like they are waiting for something," she answered.

On the other side at Teikoku, their Commander spoke through the headset asking whether he still hadn't made a move yet to which Kidou replied; "Please don't worry. I'll make sure he will in the second half." Just then the referee spoke up. "Gather up! Change sides! The second half is starting soon!"

As both teams were back in position, Kakuma returned to his commentary duty. "Well then, the second half is starting! How will Raimon Eleven deal with Teikoku's overwhelming lead?!" The referee then blew on his whistle, Sakuma immediately reacting on that and Kakuma continuing his speech. "Teikoku kicks off!"

It was then that Kidou received the ball, a smirk on his lips as he said something about a death zone. With that three others run forward. He kicked the ball towards them as they spun up, a purple energy surrounding them and triangle forming between them as some energy seemed to leak into the ball. Then with the three of them, they pushed the ball away, yelling "Death Zone!" as it blasted towards Endou. It collided with Endou and blew him back.

After that, more of those special moves were used by the Teikoku players.

As everyone laid on the ground, bruised and unable to stand, and with a score of 0-18 they started to aim at Endou rather as on the goal. After Kazemaru jumped in front of him, Endou swore to protect the goal. However, after the shot collided with his hands, it took a few seconds of him fighting against it before it threw him back inside the goal.

"So close!" Kakuma reported in. "Endou looked like he was going to block it, but the power of the ball was too tremendous and it flies into the net! With this, Teikoku has scored 19 points! And now, it's Raimon's turn to kick off! But no one is able to stand other than Megane!"

Megane however started to panic. "No!" he said, tears rolling down his cheeks. "I don't wanna play anymore!" He ran off the field, pulling the shirt over his head and throwing it away as if it were on fire. Miraculously landing close to Gouenji's feet. He could practically hear the girl with her bright eyes shouting that he had to get his ass down there to help them as Endou furiously declared it wasn't over yet, only to be knocked over again. He bit his lips. "Yuuka... Just this one time... Can you... Forgive your brother?"

It didn't surprise him to find himself being stared at as he came down the field in the Raimon soccer team's uniform, number 10 on his back. "Who's that?" someone yelled. The one next to the guy frowning. "I don't remember him on the team!"

"Could it be..." Kakuma gasped. "Although only a first-year student during last years Football Frontier, he became a hero overnight with his powerful shots! Gouenji Shuuya!" As Gouenji stood on the side of the field, Kidou not far away realization seemed to dawn on Kakuma. "And that Gouenji-kun is now wearing a Raimon uniform and appearing in front of us!

The referee and Fuyuka immediately came over. "Wait, you're not in the soccer-" Fuyuka said, but got cut off by Kidou who held his hand up. "It's fine by us," was all he said. No one was saying anything for awhile and even the referee was looking in confusion between them. "S-since Teikouko has objections, I allow this substitute to enter the field and play!" he declared, hand up in the air.

"Gouenji, I knew you would come!" Endou, who had come over, said before he fell over his own feet in exhaustion. Reaching forward, Gouenji held the captain up. "Are you okay?" The brunette replied he was before looking up, eyes gaining a spark as a wide grin spread over his face.

"You're late."

Soooo, I hope this was quite enjoyable even though you had to relive most of the first episode of where it all began hehe... Anyways, this story was planned as far back as 'Nagumo Haruya Childhood' - which is from end 2012 to 2013, a good 5 years back. That story itself had been on my mind as well as something with Aliea, which resulted in me writing Nagumo Haruya's Childhood with the sequel in mind. Though the one back then - under 'Project Neo Genesis' - failed to reach my standards and I deleted it. Took me quite some years to pick it back up, huh?

Anyway, I hope this story will be to your liking. If not, then don't hesitate to tell me why or come to read any of my other stories. Cuz after all, I'm not done yet.