Disclaimer: I don't own INAZUMA ELEVEN GO

CHAP I:Feelings

It was a beautiful evening in the Inazuma town. The Raimon soccer team had just finished it's training and the members were just about to take a shower. As he was writing down a report for the coach, the Raimon captain couldn't help but occasionally glancing over to the direction where his best friend was standing.

For the last few days, the pink hair boy had seemed to be avoiding him. He stopped walking home with him, making excuses about having to go somewhere else. When they were in a conversation, the smaller male barely said anything anymore, and only listened enough to occasionally throw an empty "I see…" or "Is that so…" at the other while averting eye contact. This morning, he even ran away when Shindou was about to call him. What in the world is going on? He acted normally with everyone else and when they were playing soccer. But the moment practice was over, it was as if the brunet turned into some sort of dangerous and deadly virus that he couldn't wait to get away from…

Shindou frowned at the thought and lifted his eyes once again to take a look at the defender. To his surprise, Kirino was looking at him too. For a second, the two shared eye contact and right after that, the other male immediately turned his gaze away and began a conversation with the goalkeeper. Shindou sighed at the obvious reaction.

Of course... What was I hoping?

It pained him to have his very best friend ignoring him like this. The two boys had been each other's best friend ever since who-knows-how-long ago. Kirino was always there to comfort him whenever he needed. And before Shindou knew it, the pink hair boy's presence had already become irreplaceable in his life. The bond he shared with him was stronger than with the rest of the team and maybe even soccer itself. Why had this happened? Was it his fault? Had he done something wrong? The prodigy shut his eyes for a moment and tried to recall having done something stupid enough to upset the pink hair male…

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None… Absolutely nothing! He was probably losing the most important friend he had ever had and he had no freaking idea why or how!... Shaking his head to clear his mind, Shindou decided that there was no point in imagining things so he proceeded to finish what he was doing and took a mental note to have a small talk with Kirino later. The mere idea of not being able to be together with Kirino scared him to death. He'd rather confront him and fix things before it was too late than risk losing their friendship forever.

If I want to work this out, I must talk to him!

Kirino sighed as he packed his soccer uniform into the bag. The Raimon defender had been in a depressing mode ever since he was enlightened to a new side of himself about a week ago. Needless to say, the discovery had caused him more distress than joy…

Why? The reason was plain and simple. He likes boys. And when he said "likes", he didn't mean calling each other bros, being teammates or chatting about girls that they liked. The only right definition of the word "likes" here was a feeling that involved holding hands, cuddling, hugging and whispering loving words to each other..., which, wasn't very different from what he wanted to do with his best friend.

Yes, the true source of the mental pain he had been suffering from wasn't because he was gay. Surprisingly, the fact didn't bother him that much. He wasn't that interested in girls anyway. His parents separated when he was young and had left him to take care of himself ever since. Sure, they still paid for his education and other essential stuffs but it was not like they had been there to panic about their son loving another boy.

Anyway, back to the point. Yes, he is in love with Shindou. It took him only a few moments after finding out about his natural self to discover yet another shocking truth.

Ok "shock" might have been an understatement. He nearly smashed his head into the wall for god-knows-how-many-times this week. He hated the fact that there was a near 100% possibility that his romance would end up with a broken heart, his broken heart. It was both ironic and (painfully) amazing how he had hardly enjoyed the happiness of being in loved for the first time, the bitterness from an unrequired feeling caught up and chased away all the young boy's hopes for a happy ending.

Another sigh… The pink hair male shook away all the depressing thoughts, quickly zipped his bag closed and began to walk out of the changing room, along the way biding goodbye to his teammates. Lucky for him, Shindou had to discuss something with coach Kidou so he wasn't there right now, saving Kirino from making desperate efforts to avoid the brown hair boy, which he had been doing very often during the last week.

He knew that it wasn't really the right thing to do, but he couldn't help but put some distance between them as he wasn't ready to deal with these new feelings he had for the music prodigy. Hell he couldn't even face him without avoiding those beautiful brown eyes.

As he was busy with his thought, Kirino failed to notice a pair of sharp eyes trailing after him. The eyes were filled with desire and a silent devilish smile appeared.

This is my very first fic and writing is not really my thing so my sincerest apologies for all the rocky mistakes. Oh and I wrote this out of impulse so I am not sure if I should carry on. Nevertheless, do tell me your opinions, ok! Should I continue?