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Summary: (AU) Shuichi had never become a singer and instead followed his parents' wishes by becoming the professional soccer player that they never were. He never could have thought that by saving Ryuichi, his world would be turned upside down.

Summary #2: If Shuichi had known that transeferring to Natural Springs would cause him to suddenly be the only person that could save Ryuichi, Shuchi wouldn't have transeferred, but if he hadn't he wouldn't have me two people that caused his life to turn upside-down.


Chapter 1

"You're going to sign-up for soccer right Shuichi?"

"Are you kidding? Of course he is, what else is he going to take?"

"You didn't even ask him Saeki."

"Why ask him? Of course he is."

"Mom... dad…"

"I guess you're right Saeki,"

"Of course I am, I mean he's a natural at soccer"

"All those trophies and medals… it's amazing he's not scouted for a professional team yet."

"Don't worry, he will soon."

"I'm not worried."

"Just like his old man."

"Saeki, if Shuichi is anything like you, he won't make it to professionalism."

"Don't be smart with me, Suez"

"But Shuichi's going to make me so proud, right honey?" – Suez gazes lovingly towards her son who sighed and nodded with slight disappointment but neither parents noticed.


A fifteen year old sophomore stood out against all the rest as they all crowed around the bulletin board signing up for different after-school activities. The fifteen year old didn't stick out because of his unnatural hair colors of blond and blue. He didn't stick out because of his unnatural violet eyes, or because of his shortness.

He stuck out because of the indecisiveness in his eyes. They way they glanced back and forth between choir and the soccer team; two completely unrelated groups. When he glanced at the soccer team his eyes filled with a look of dread and yet when he looked at the choir sign-up list, his eyes were filled with such guilt that he had to quickly glance back at the other. He must have done it for nearly five minutes before sighing and signing his name on the soccer team list; his eyes never left the choir sign-up list.


Tohma Seguchi had stood near the statue in front of the school scouting for any talent. He hadn't expected to see such a boy the resembled Ryuichi in such a way that it was surprising to later find out that the two had absolutely no family relationship at all. He was suppose to be there looking scouting for any unusual talent but instead he got a look at Shuichi Shindo.

Not soon after getting as much information as he could, which wasn't much considering the fact that the boy's father is in the FBI and had any important information on his son hidden with nearly a million passwords and barriers covering it. All Tohma could find out was that the boy's name was Shuichi Shindou and had been attending Osaka's Private High and transferred to Natural Spring Private High due to an attempted assassination. Shuichi was fifteen years old and will be turning sixteen on April 16, blood type A, height five feet, and perfect eye sight. Any more information, and Tohma was positive that there were more, were under classified.

Tohma leaned back against his chair, the memory of the boy's conflicted eyes flashing before his mind.


Pale, thin fingers drummed his pen against his notebook with precise calculation. Every few second there would be a gentle tap-tap of pen on paper.

"Hmm…" he murmured out obviously deep in though. His right hand running through his hair but two strands continuously fell in his eyes filling his vision with a light blond color. A short glance out the window caused deep violet eyes to widen before a scratching sound echoed through the vacant attic.

"Shuichi, you have school in thirty minutes, hurry or you'll be late!" a deep male voice yelled up the stairs startling Shuichi enough to break his concentration.

"Ok dad, give me five more minutes." Shuichi called back down as he practically jumped up from his position on the attic floor and went down the stairs with his notebook in his hand. He threw it under his pillow, careful not to tear any pages and grabbed a comb along with a hair tie. After tying up his hair into a ponytail, Shuichi grabbed his soccer bag and raced down another flight of stairs to the kitchen. Sometime during his flight down the stairs the same two blond strands fell from its ponytail.

"Ok, dad, I'm ready." Shuichi yelled all pumped up at 6:30 in the morning before the sun even came up yet. Saeki glanced up at the entrance of his only son.

"You sure are hyped up today." Saeki said and under his breath he muttered something that Shuichi could barely make out as "and so early in the morning too." Shuichi could only grin as the familiar smell of coffee filled his senses reminding him of his mother who had recently moved to Japan in order to finish some business due to her work as a real estate agent.


Shuichi walked into the classroom on his first day of school, although it was only one more month until school's out, wearing the light blue uniform of Natural Spring. A woman noticed him, he could tell by the way her eyes scrunched up and her lips turned into a slight snarl at the way his hair was colors. Shuichi couldn't help but sigh with an annoyed air around him. Honestly was it his fault that his hair decided to grow in such a weird color?

"Excuse me," he asked politely and he blushed at the fact that the woman had to lean forward in order to hear him. "Is this Miss Watson's Calculus class?" He asked the woman handing her his schedule. He could read the reorganization in her eyes as she gave the schedule a once over and nodded.

"Introduce yourself to the class and then sit next to…" she trailed off as she scanned over the classroom for any vacant seats. "Aoshi" she continued pointing to a seat in the far right corner next to a guy with pitch black hair with the tips dyed a blood red who was wearing a similar version of the school's boy uniform except it was dyed a pitch black color. "Ok, listen up you dimwits; this is a new student, so you all better treat him with respect." Miss Watson nudged Shuichi while giving him a dull look.


"Did you hear? Sakuma Ryuichi's coming to Natural Spring Private High to put on a concert for the kids."

"Yeah I heard so we're taking him down at twelve, right?"

"Yeah, on the dot, so don't screw it up"

"And then we blow up the school?"

"No ya idiot, we wait fifteen minutes till all of the authorities are there, THEN we take them all out at once."

"Oh!! I get what you're saying, killing two birds with one stone."

"Now what do you say we blow this joint?"

"Right behind ya."

The two men never thought of checking the stalls in the restroom, if they did they'd notice a certain multi-colored student listening in on their conversation with a horror look on his face. The same said student had only moments before hidden in the stall to get out of conversing with some ladies that his dad was trying to set him up with. When he was sure that they were both gone he slid open the door and timidly slid out.

"I have to warn them."

TBC


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