Hey, people! I'm back~ Hope you haven't forgotten about me~
First of all, I'd like to apologize to all of you. I now officially announce that my other fic Snowy Dreams will be put on hiatus state for a while. This us due to my uncooperative brain and those f***ed up writer's blocks. I'll get back to it soon! I promise! I swear! (bows) I'M SO SORRY!
Okay. Now I've returned with a new fic. I was just daydreaming on the school bus and I came up with this. I hope this isn't too random and crazy…
Warnings: Yaoi. Gouenji x Fubuki (yes I'm obsessed with Goufubu). Over-vivid imagination and bad humor.
Enjoy and remember to review~ Now let's start~
Fubuki woke up one normal morning in his room in Inazuma Japan's lodge, feeling very, very strange indeed.
He lay still in bed, to find that he was lying on his right side, as usual, but something about how he put his limbs was strange.
The way he saw things… the colours were slightly duller, but everything became much more detailed. He could make out the faces on the photo on his desk far off from his bed.
And he could smell a lot more things than usual. The clean linen of his bed sheets, the husky scent of the floorboards…
He could hear a lot more too. He could hear someone's bed sheets rustling next room. Was it… Gouenji's room? Yeah. Probably. It came from that direction.
And what the heck… his… tail… was sweeping over the bed sheets lazily in a mild rhythm.
What happened to him?
Fubuki made to scramble off the bed, only to find that his hands weren't hands anymore. They were paws, covered pale grey fur.
He tried to stand up, but found that he couldn't, with only his feet – hind paws. He rested his hands – front paws on the floor also, to find that it felt more natural.
What the heck happened to him?
Fubuki trotted over to the full mirror propped in his room to check.
In the glass, a large pale grey wolf with dark green eyes started back.
Fubuki tried to scream, but a small bark-like noise escaped from his throat instead. He raised a front paw experimentally, just to check the mirror wasn't malfunctioning. The reflection in the mirror lifted its paw. Fubuki wagged his… tail. The reflection in the mirror wagged its tail. Fubuki stretched his dark green eyes wide. The reflection in the mirror stretched its dark green eyes wide. Finally, Fubuki stood up on his hind legs. The reflection did too.
He became a wolf?
Okay. Wolf Legend and Thunder Beast are involved with wolves, but this was way too… wolfy. What happened last night?
Turn back into a human…
Transform…
Transform…
DAMMIT COME ON! TRANSFORM!
He urged every wolf cell in his being to shift back into human DNA.
Nothing happened.
Would he stay like this forever?
Fubuki's breath choked in his throat as he began to panic.
Swallowing to calm himself, Fubuki leaned closer to the glass to study the reflection. He looked like a proper wolf all right, but there was also a hint of his human features there, like the dark green eyes, the same mild expression. There were two patches of lighter-coloured fur above his eyes that resembled his human eyebrows. A tuft of fur also stuck up on top of his head.
Could he talk? "Hi," he tried to say, but a short bark sounded instead.
Good thing he retained his perfectly human mind.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Fubuki-kun! It's time for breakfast!" came Haruna's cheerful voice. The doorknob turned and the door opened.
"Fubuki-kun…? AHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed when she saw him sitting at the foot of the bed.
"HARUNA!" Kidou's voice yelled. Footsteps came thundering towards his room. Kidou immediately dashed in, hugging Haruna. "Are you okay, Haruna?"
"Th-there i-is a-a w-wolf!" She shouted.
Kidou's face swiveled around the room and caught sight of him. "YOU! YOU SCARED HARUNA!" He yelled. His glare could be felt right through his goggles. His scorching gaze swept around the room
"Where is Fubuki?" Kidou demanded.
Fubuki whimpered and dropped his ears, giving him his best puppy-eyes.
"There's no use playing cute. WHERE IS FUBUKI?" Kidou snarled. He was being way too scary.
More footsteps thundered towards his room. Endou, Kazemaru, Gouenji, Hiroto and Someoka burst in.
"What – " Hiroto stopped when he caught sight of the wolf cowering next to the bed, and Kidou yelling at it.
"Kidou! Stop!" Gouenji said. "You're scaring him!"
Kidou visibly calmed. "Him?"
Gouenji shrugged. "It sort of seemed like a male." Gouenji walked over to stand between Kidou and Fubuki. He appeared to be calm, but Fubuki could smell the anxiety and worry on him.
"What are you doing in Fubuki's room?" he asked the wolf.
Fubuki tried to make his expression look more human. How should he express himself…?
"There's no use asking an animal. It can't talk." Someoka rolled his eyes.
Gouenji ignored the pink-haired striker leaned in closer. "You look very smart, though," he murmured, extending a fist for him to smell.
Fubuki sniffed at Gouenji's rich scent. His human mind was screaming in embarrassment, but his wolfish side told him that this was the right thing to do and he should trust the person with this scent.
Yes. He should trust Gouenji.
"Do you know where is Fubuki?" Gouenji asked.
Fubuki nodded.
"He nodded!" Kazemaru said, astonished.
"It may be just a coincidence. Ask more questions to test him," Kidou said. "He looks too smart for an average animal, though."
"Are you a male wolf?" Gouenji questioned.
Fubuki nodded again.
"Are you a female wolf?"
Fubuki shook his head vigorously.
Everyone looked on curiously.
"Do you know where is Fubuki?" Gouenji asked again.
Fubuki nodded.
"Where is he? Can you show me?"
Fubuki raised a front paw and placed it over his heart.
"He's… in you…?"
Fubuki shook his head.
"Hang on… you're Fubuki?" Gouenji's eyes widened as realization dawned upon him.
Fubuki nodded.
"Do you have proof that you are Fubuki Shirou?" Kidou asked.
Fubuki nodded again and walked over to his bag, nosing through it until he held Atsuya's scarf in his jaws. He padded back to his stunned teammates and laid it at their feet.
"You turned into a wolf."
Fubuki nodded and lay down on the floor, curling up. Then he stood up again and rose up onto his hind legs.
"You want to change back."
Fubuki nodded and rested all fours back onto the floor.
"Fubuki…" Endou's voiced trembled. "I-I want to continue to play soccer with you! I want to play against Unicorn two weeks later with you! You just came back and yet you... Will you ever change back?"
Sensing his captain breaking down inside, Fubuki nuzzled the back of his hand with his nose to comfort him.
"Yuck! Your nose is wet!" Endou yelped, pulling away but laughing, snapping out of his emo thoughts.
"It's normal, Endou," Kazemaru sighed.
"You look cute like this, ya know?" Hiroto smiled and ruffled his ears.
Oi! I'm not a dog! Fubuki tried to protest, but instead, a defiant bark emitted from the back of his throat. Probably wolf talk.
"Ooh~ Scary," Hiroto grinned.
"You kinda look like you," Gouenji said, studying his features. His warm hands stroked his ears, then gliding down his furry back, finally rubbing him on the neck. It felt good, in a way.
"What's all the noise?" Coach Kudou came sweeping into the room.
Oops.
"What does this mean?" Kudou asked, pointed at Fubuki.
"I-It's Fubuki!" Endou said. "Fubuki turned into a wolf!"
"What does this mean?" Kudou asked again. "Wolf, can you nod?"
Fubuki nodded.
"Can you shake your head?"
Fubuki nodded again.
"Try it out now."
Fubuki shook his head.
"How smart," Kudou said. "Now. Are you Fubuki Shirou?"
Fubuki nodded and sighed mentally as Identity Questioning Round 2 started. He was sure that there would be a Round 3 soon enough.
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Now the whole team knew.
They were all warned not to let it spread. Coach didn't want to attract the media and start conducting interviews and everything.
Everyone treated Fubuki like a dog. Okay. Maybe except Fudou. The banana-smelling guy just ignored him as usual.
Fubuki was given dog biscuits for breakfast and he was… exasperated. He was a wolf for goodness sake! Not a dog! He'd choked down a disgusting mouthful just to make them happy. Now he was hungry.
He wasn't allowed in soccer practice, either. Kudou made him sit next to the bench. The managers seemed a bit scared of him, but Megane kept poking him and fiddling with his fur, until Fubuki lost his wolfly patience and snapped his jaws at him.
When it was break time for the team, Kudou let Fubuki come out to the field and try playing a bit.
It felt a lot different than when he was a human. The ball seemed bigger and the ground was much closer to him. And he was faster. He couldn't really kick the ball, but it felt good running around. Kicking the ball felt silly, but running was nice.
Maybe training his speed may help... if he managed to change back…
Can I go to the forest? Fubuki managed to scrawl messily on the dirt ground with a claw.
Kudou nodded. "You may, but be careful. You can try… hunting too."
Fubuki padded off.
Why? Why did they still care so much about him after he became like this? He was practically useless to the team now. Yes. He knew they were very good friends, but still…
He leapt into the undergrowth and ran off into the forest. His senses were all alert as he raced through the trees silently. Brown and green flashed past him as he plunged deeper into the forest, his mind blissfully blank and worry-free. He let his body move on its own, enjoying the wild, free sensation.
Musky, woody scents filled his nostrils. The wind felt good through his thick fur. Rustles of leaves, birds chirping and insects' scuttling reached his sensitive ears.
He lost track of time when he finally stopped running.
Panting, he caught his breath as he looked around. This part of the forest was darker. The trees loomed overhead and strange smells came from under a thicket.
Creeping forwards soundlessly, Fubuki investigated the unknown scent. It was kind of… delicious but it still smelled weird.
He found what he was looking for. A grey, weak-looking old rabbit sat on its haunches in the bushes, seemingly unaware of the danger nearby. And it wasn't even cute.
And he was hungry.
He didn't need to think.
Instinct led him to lung forward and he snapped its fragile neck between his jaws.
In no time at all, he'd eaten his prey.
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On his way back to the lodge, he found a stream and washed his bloody muzzle in it. Or else he'd scare the girls out of their skins and Kidou would kill him for frightening his sister.
He returned to see his teammates having lunch already.
"Fubuki-kun, your paws are dirty," Aki scolded gently.
Fubuki gave his best I'm-really-sorry-oh-and-look-I'm-so-cute expression, making Aki giggle and pat him.
"Have you caught anything?" Gouenji asked him quietly when Fubuki passed by his table.
He gave a slight nod and curled up at his Gouenji's feet, resting his chin and front paws on his feet. He heard Gouenji sigh contently at the warm pressure.
He didn't know if he liked or hated his life as a wolf. As a wolf, he could just forget about everything and just focus on hunting and staying alive, but he couldn't talk. He couldn't play soccer. He couldn't spend time properly with Gouenji… Fubuki had felt something for the flame striker since they had their talk under the bridge back in Inazuma Town. He couldn't love Gouenji as a proper human. No matter how close they were, they'd just be far away from each other. He couldn't help but scream humanly in his mind.
Lunch ended and the others went back to practice, while Fubuki ventured out to the forest once again.
He began to explore other parts of the forest.
Suddenly, a new scent hit him.
It smelled like wolf.
"Oh hey there," a voice barked in wolf talk.
Fubuki spun around. Three more wolves stood behind him. The one that had spoken was a large, dark grey male, flanked by two smaller wolves. He was the Alpha male. Fubuki could tell by his smell. His amber eyes were warm.
"H-hi?" Fubuki stuttered.
"I saw your kill earlier. It was amazing," the wolf at the Alpha's left said. It was a female, with dark brown fur and ice blue eyes.
"U-uh, thanks. It was my first."
"First transformation?" the last wolf said. It was another female, with dark grey fur and brown eyes.
"W-what do you mean by that?"
The dark grey female sighed. "Well, technically, we aren't official wolves. We're wolves that can change forms. We started off has humans, too. See," she said. Suddenly, her body glowed pale blue and a young black-haired woman stood over him. "Something like this," she added, transforming back into a wolf.
"S-so, it's like you – "
"We," the Alpha corrected.
"Okay. We are shape-shifters."
"Yep."
"So it's like we're werewolves?"
"Sorta, but you don't change at full moon. You change at your own will. So we aren't really werewolves, but we aren't humans or wolves either. But you can call us werewolves, if you want."
"But I'm supposed to be a human!" Fubuki protested.
"But you seem to have werewolf blood. Someone in your family, maybe generations back, is a werewolf. You never know. These things usually skip quite a few generations before the someone gets the wolf DNA," the Alpha explained. "And you, newbie, seem to be the lucky one."
"Right. So how do I change back?" Fubuki asked.
"You actually want to stay as a human?" the Alpha seemed shocked.
"Well, yeah. I have a good life as one. I have many good friends waiting for me."
"I don't really understand why you're choosing this. But now why don't we hear your full story? Then maybe we can help by explaining. The name's Charles, by the way. I'm the Alpha of this pack," the Alpha said.
"I'm Kate," the dark grey she-wolf said.
"And I'm Sandy, we're both Charles's mates," the brown female wolf finished.
The three wolves sat down in front of Fubuki.
"I-I'm Fubuki Shirou. I'm usually Inazuma Japan's striker and defender."
"You're Fubuki Shirou?" Sandy yelped. "GOSH I WORSHIP YOU!" she howled.
"…"
"…"
The other two wolves seemed speechless.
"Thanks~ I'm glad~" Fubuki said. His expression grew more serious. "I woke up this morning and found out that I err… transformed… and my teammates were all very shocked, but they managed to figure out who I am and they still accept me. But I think I'm being very useless to the team now and I think I should find out how to change back. My team needs me for the next match and I miss not being able to communicate properly with my friends."
"Fubuki-sama! So noble!" Sandly flopped to the leaf- covered ground comically, belly sky-wards, and began proclaiming her admiration for him.
"Sandy… you can save this for later…" Charles said, poking her pale belly with a paw. "We have to help him first."
"Oops. Sorry." Sandy flipped back to her haunches and put on a serious expression. "Well, transformations occur when you… uh… how do I say this… when you… when you undergo puberty!" Sandy coughed out.
Fubuki must have had a wolf version of WTF expression on his face, because Kate nodded and said, "You may be already going through… it… but sometimes the wolf DNA goes a little slower than the human ones."
"Okay. I understand. But how do I change back?"
"You will yourself to."
"I tried this morning. It didn't work."
"Oh right… it's your first time… you must find your true love. You two must have strong feelings for each other and it must grow even stronger in order for some change to take place. " Charles said.
"Really?"
"Of course. We fell for each other," Charles said affectionately. "Then we began to change back."
"Began to?"
"Yeah. It's kinda hard to explain, but we began to change back," Charles finished.
"Thank you, Charles-kun, Kate-chan, Sandy-chan. I owe you all a lot," Fubuki said.
"No problems there," Charles gave a wolfish grin, tongue lolling out.
"You know, you can always join our pack if you want to," Sandy said in a slightly dreamy voice.
"Thanks for the offer, but I prefer human life to being a wolf all the time. Thank you, everyone," Fubuki said, giving the three of them quick nuzzles at the shoulder.
He turned and began to pick his way out of the woods.
From far away behind him, he could still hear Sandy's hearty, howled goodbyes.
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The forest floor shuddered from a sudden unknown impact. It got louder and louder. Roars and growls were soon added to the already deafening din. Blood rushed to Fubuki's paws. He knew this.
A huge bear came charging out of nowhere. Its beady black eyes fixed onto Fubuki.
Fubuki wasn't sure if he could fight the bear in his wolf form. He may not be able to kick accurately and powerfully at the bear's vertebrae, and his teeth may not be enough to kill the bear. Besides, in his wolf form, he may be able to outrun the bear. He wished that he was a human now, a human possessing wolf speed and ferocity.
Bunching up his muscles, Fubuki dodged between the bear's hind legs. The bear growled and slashed a paw at his direction.
Fubuki flinched as he avoided the 6-inch-long claws less than a millimeter. He dodged swipe after swipe, then something raked along his flank. White-hot pain seared through his body. And he ran for his dear life.
Loud, regular pounding of heavy paws told Fubuki that the bear was following him. Dammit. He'd angered the bear by running.
Fubuki urged himself faster as the hot bear breath warmed his hind paws. He zigzagged through the trees, trying to confuse the beast hot on his heels. The trees were a blur in his vision. He could hardly see where he was going. The pain was immense. Hazes swam across his eyes. He blinked to clear them away.
He shot out to a familiar clearing. He made a quick U-turn and bolted towards the edge of the forest, skidding to a stop behind a bramble bush. Fubuki twisted his head to check the wound on his right flank. It wasn't very deep, but it was pretty long and it hurt a lot. Blood matted his pale grey fur.
Fubuki held back a whimper and limped back to the lodge.
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When Fubuki reached the soccer field, he could still see the others practicing. The setting sun threw its dying rays of light over the field, turning everything reddish and orange.
Fuyuka opened the door to the field for him and he leapt down the steps. Everyone greeted him and waved.
"Oh hey, you're back!" Endou caught sight of him, turned and waved. Then a flaming soccer ball smashed into his face and he collapsed onto the ground.
"Sorry, Endou." Gouneji apologized. Gouenji turned towards him. "Hey, Fubuki." His smile turned into a frown. "Fubuki. You're limping."
"It's nothing," Fubuki blurted out without thinking.
"You can talk?" Gouenji said, amazement dawning in his eyes.
"… I guess…" Fubuki realized that he was talking in his normal voice in Japanese now, but he still had a slight urge to bark and whimper. What the…
"Don't give me the usual 'it's nothing'. I know there's something wrong. I've known you long enough" Gouenji said, frowning deeper. He walked over to the wolf. "What's this?" he demanded, stroking his right flank.
"I… got… hurt?"
"By what?"
"A bear."
Gouenji muttered something so quietly under his breath that Fubuki, even with his sharpened wolf ears, couldn't hear what he said.
"Everyone! That's all for today! Not bad." Kudou called from the bench. "I saw that wound, Fubuki," he added. "You better get Aki to treat it for you."
Fubuki nodded, not wanting to speak. He managed to limp back to the lodge, with Gouenji trailing after him worriedly.
"Fubuki-kun! What did you do to yourself?" Aki scolded lightly as she
"I didn't do anything…" Fubuki mumbled. "A bear got me…"
"AHHH! You can talk again!" Haruna screamed.
"Haruna!" Kidou appeared out of nowhere. "Is there anything wrong? Onii-chan is here to protect you!"
"It's Fubuki-kun! He can talk again! YAY! I'M SO VERY HAPPY FOR HIM!" Haruna yelled, jumping around in excitement.
"Onii-chan was so worried for you!" Kidou cried, clutching at his heart, then launching himself at Haruna, hugging her tightly.
"Onii-chan~ Let go~ I need to get dinner ready!" Haruna giggled, wriggling away from her over-protective brother's grip.
Fubuki sniggered mentally. Kidou might as well marry Haruna when they grew up. He stifled a groan as the sterilizing cream stung on his wound when he shifted.
"Fubuki-kun, I'm not going to put dressing on it. I don't know how… maybe we should get a vet."
"No!" Fubuki said quickly. "I'll be okay. Thank, Aki-san."
"Talking wolves…" Aki giggled, giving him a pat on the neck before he slunk away to hide under a table. He was already sick of being cared for so much. He would be fine! He wasn't going to run off and join Charles's pack! He'd get someone to love him and change back! Speaking of which… he could talk again… was that what Charles told him? Was he beginning to turn back? So did it mean that … Gouenji loved him too? His fur burned as a replacement of a blush as the thought crossed his mind.
"I left my jacket at the beach!" Endou suddenly said, as everyone headed to the showers.
"I'll get it for you," Fubuki came back from under the table.
"Thanks, Fubuki, but you're hurt." Endou grinned sheepishly.
"It's fine. Besides, I don't have anything to do. I'll hang it on your doorknob." Fubuki padded out of the lodge and headed for the beach.
Fubuki stepped onto the soft pale sand. Everything felt different. The sand was soft and powery under his paws. The waves seemed louder and the strong smell of salt hung in the air, along with slight smell of fish. He sat down on the sand to face the sunset directly. The huge fiery ball was slowly sinking below the horizon. The top part of the sky was navy blue, slightly tinged with purple from the red rays of the sun. The waves were dyed dark orange, glimmering white whenever it caught light from the sun. Fubuki turned to look for Endou's jacket.
It was hanging on a tree next to the tire he used to practice. Lucky it was on a low branch.
Fubuki fetched the coat with a little difficulty and with a small bark, headed back to the lodge.
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It was after dinner and everyone lazed around in the living room. There was some excitement, though. It was Hiroto VS Toramaru at Wii Inazuma Strikers tonight. It was a game based on Inazuma Japan and its players. The president had given it to them as a gift.
Hiroto was very well known in Inazuma Japan for his superb video game skills. His reflexes were so fast that he could press 5 buttons consecutively even before you could say "fast". They had almost nightly challenges at Wii. Hiroto almost always won. Only Kidou had beaten him a couple times with his tactics.
Fubuki watched with mild interest, as the two players competed against each other, Toramaru cursing lightly and Hiroto smirking. Toramaru supporters booed at Hiroto supporters when Hiroto pressed the wrong button. Fubuki rested his head on his front paws, his tail sweeping lazily over the floor.
"Fubuki."
Fubuki looked up to see Gouenji staring at him from the sofa.
Gouenji patted the empty space next to him.
Fubuki understood and leapt up onto the sofa, trying not to break the sofa with his claws, that acted as spikes when he ran.
"How's your day?" Gouenji asked, running a hand absently over his long fur, stroking him from the top of his head to his tail tip.
"It was okay. Met some wolves in the forest. They were pretty nice," Fubuki confessed, unable to lie to the platinum blond.
"Are you going to join them?" Gouenji asked. Although his voice sounded calm, Fubuki could hear a lump forced down.
"No. I like being with you," Fubuki replied, pressing a cheek to the side of Gouenji's lap.
Gouenji smiled at the affectionate gesture and stroked his back idly as the two watched Toramaru finally winning Hiroto.
The Toramaru supporters (those who lost to Hiroto) cheered loudly while the Hiroto supporters (those who thought Hiroto was awesome) groaned in dismay.
Gouenji chuckled as Toramaru punched the air and screamed, "YESSSSS!" Fubuki laughed along with him mentally. It seemed that he couldn't laugh humanly. Yet.
To be continued.
I know it's very long! Thankies to those who tolerated my long-winded first chapter~ I'm sure I'll update Chapter 2 very soon, because my head is going to explode from my retarded ideaaaas…
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