Warning: mentions of abuse and other mild subjects that might be a sensitive ssubject some!This is sort of an Au and I own nothing. This may include violence in non soccerly ways!) Kirino left to get the soccer ball we left at the field fifteen minutes ago and has yet to return. Shindou was pacing back and forth out of worry for his closest friend. "Where are you?" At the field... "Just admit it they betrayed you, shoving you aside for others. Even Shindou doesn't have time for you." This statement took Kirino back a bit. "Those are lies!" Kirino shouted. The tall man shot a ball straight at Kirino, seccesfully hitting his head against the pole. The man's earpiece flashed red. "I've retrieved the first target," the woman on the other line gave him instructions,"yes ma'am." He picked up Kirino's limp body and headed towards the clubhouse. At the clubhouse... The soccer club was about to head out to find their missing teammate, when a black and red soccer ball was shot through the door, leaving a dent in the wall. A man with a black cloak on stepped through the doorway carrying an unconscious Kirino. "Thank you for the brilliant defender, but my team still needs an offensive player." He smirked after that comment. "There's no way we'll let you take him nor one of out offensive players!" Shindou shouted. Ignoring Shindou's declarment, the man scanned the room. "Let's see," he raj his fingers through the finely arked beard, "you." He pointed his finger at Tenma. "How about the child of my Masters." Everyone turned around and faced Tenma. "My mom and dad?!" The man smiled. "But they were on business, right?" Tenma asked the man. "They wouldn't come back!" The man's earpiece lit up. "I see, goodbye." He turned around and gave Tenma another smirk. "It seems I have to retrieve you later on, toodloo." He waved then disappeared in a puddle of tar looking stuff. Everybody sent death glares at Tenma, who slumped to his knees and banged his backside on the lockers. "I'm sorry, so sorry!" He brought his knees to his chest and cried into them. "I hate them! They left after years of torture, not being allowed to communicate to anybody, but the staff at their 'facility'! The day they left me, I was so happy to make new friends without them knowing who I was! I'm sorry for believing in the fantasy that they would just disappear from life." He mumbled the last part. Oi had tears in her eyes as she listened to Tenma's story. "Were they really good that bad?" "No, they were worst." Tenma shakily stood up and made his way to his locker. "I hate the fact that they're back, I don't want to return to my old self, to their son. No more like puppet." He slammed his forehead against the locker. "Isabelle," he gasped as a memory came back to,"I don't want to remember." Sinking back down to the floor, Tenma was in a gaze not even blinking. "Tenma!" Shinsuke, Oi, and Tsurugi ran over to the gazed boy. The other remained put not able to move by Tenma's breakdown. "Isabelle." He fell the rest of the floor. Tsurugi: Eh, I've read better. Me: Shad up I feel accomplished. *Team sweat drops* Me: What!? Team: Nothing, nothing Shindou: Cloud, is the cape really necessary? Me: Yes, yes it is. Tenma: Next chapter will be here before you know it, remember, to give us ideas! Me: What he said * Eats a spoonful of peanut butter* What? *team sweatdrops, again* Team: Bye!