Hello again folks. Chris here, unfortunately because Hofund still refuses to leave his fortress of study and papers. Any advice concerning dragging him out would be highly appreciated. Also, this will be a bunch of random things in my head related to IE. There will be NextGen stuff, character x character, character x reader, and other neglected pairings. No Yaoi simply because I can't write it without puking. I see it in school often enough to not want to write about it. Please enjoy, leave reviews, and give some advice as to how to drag a really powerful nerd out of his OCD studying. Anyone who gives a successful solution gets a cookie and a shout, and the really successful ones(those that don't end with me getting punched or Hofund getting pissed) get a chapter to their whims(no yaoi, again because I can't write it very well). There will be some half-baked plot.

So here goes, the first one, a prologue! I made up some names for the kids, so please forgive me. Will be told from the kids' and GO characters' POVs.

Me: come on, Kanon, do the disclaimer.

Kanon: God Cannon-what? Oh. Chris doesn't own Inazuma Eleven. Neither does Hofund. Chris?

Me: *Still out cold from God Cannon*

Endou Hajime POV

It's official: I hate alarm clocks. In fact the first thing I'd do if I had a two-way ticket through time would be to kill the guy who invented clocks. Does he have any idea what horrors he's put unto kids with screwed-up moms? Believe me, waking to a loud "Wake up, Hajime!" isn't the best way to start your morning. I doubt it is a good way at all.

Now where was I? Oh yeah, I'm Endou Hajime, son of a Endou Natsumi(nee Raimon) and equally freaky Endou Mamoru. But my dad is way better than my mom. He's freaky only about soccer, which I also like. My mom, however, was all about discipline and etiquette. I often wondered how my parents became an item. Sure, they were in love, but how did they stand each other long enough to fall in love in the first place?

Don't let either of them hear my thoughts. My dad would put me through another 'special training course'. Last time was blocking hissatsu shoots without my hands. The one before involved a 50-lap around a standard soccer pitch. My mom, on the other hand, would give me a pious lecture on my dad's virtue and greatness of an insane duration, which was almost worse. Maybe Dad had run over Mom's dog on a motorbike and Mom had gotten seduced by Dad's charm when he'd yanked off his helmet to apologize...

That's almost as unlikely as Wi-fi without lag. I grabbed my schoolbag, inhaled my breakfast, choked on the toast, washed that down with milk and took off for school. On my way, I met up with Kimari. No, she isn't my girlfriend. She isn't even a crush. Nope. Uncle Kidou never let any male older than her by at least 15 years within a three-feet radius, except for me, because that old fox who goes by the name of Kidou Yuuto knows of my crush on Ichinose. Of course, Fudou Tegamaru always finds his way to her side by hook or by crook. Apart from Uncle Kidou's protective tendencies, they are separated by a sort of feud between their fathers. Apparently they were both genius gamemakers and couldn't agree on who was the better one. And they still take it personally.

"Ohayo, Hajime-kun!" Kimari's voice was sunny and cheerful as always. Just like her father on a good day...

"Same to you there, Kimari-chan. How did things go? I hear your father busted a vein yesterday after he learned that Tegamaru made a move on you."

"Not literally. Although he did give me several lectures as to why bad stuff will happen if I get together with him."

"What say you?

"My dad means well, but I know for a fact Tegamaru-kun is nice and a good person. And that's not mentioning his looks..."She got a dreamy look and my skin broke out in goosebumps." Tegamaru? Seriously? That guy is a living ice block. Mr. Imposing Stance didn't get his nickname out of thin air you know!"

We'd reached the school at this point. As expected, Tegamaru was standing there in all his imposing glory. Kimari looked at him like a man dying of thirst hitting upon not an oasis, but an Irish pub. She certainly looked the part. Now this could be interesting. It would be quite fun to watch Uncle Kidou blow his top, which were hilarious as long as you weren't on the receiving end, and they were few and far between.

I walked towards my class(imagining Tegamaru standing there like a statue while Uncle Kidou spewed his wrath at him) and bumped into three people. Actually, I bumped into the first, bounced off the second and slammed into the third. I looked at them. They weren't about to take my lunch money were they? I like my grub. And they were certainly a...change from my mother's cooking.

"Gomenasai. I was distracted..."

"It's fine, Hajime-kun." EH? Shindou-senpai?

Oh yeah, forgot to tell you. Shindou is a legendary footballer in our school. Mixing music into his soccer, he'd led Raimon to victory after victory. His reputation went side-by-side with my Dad.

"Aren't you Endou-kantoku's son?"

"I think it's obvious, Tenma."I swear I am going to die in a hole now. From my boeing position I couldn't see their faces but I knew those voices. I heard them often enough at soccer practice. That would be Matsukaze-senpai and Tsurugi-senpai. And I bit my tongue from spitting out an insult. Always my father's son. Never Endou Hajime.

"It's not like that. Every time I see him, I'm reminded of what Endou-kantoku did to..."

"That's enough, Tenma. Go find Aoi or something. Tsurugi, why don't you find your secret soccer girlfriend?"

"Excuse me, senpais, but can I straighten up now?" Mother told me it was impolite to do so when the other person hadn't accepted your apology. I hate you, Mom. I hate you even more Dad.

"I never said you couldn't." Shindou-senpai's voice sounded like he was holding back a smile. Great.

Matsukaze-senpai snickered. "It must be that mother of his." Intuitive guy.

I stretched my (really) painful back. "I'll be going now. Gomen again."

Shindou POV

As soon as Hajime ran off, my two friends bore down on me.

"What was that about Aoi-chan, Shindou-senpai?" Wow, I'd only seen Tenma this angry once before when he saw Aoi inside that cage, at the fight with Ultimate Zero. That look of rage, fury, despair, worry all rolled into onemade him look very scary. I started to understand why his Keshin was called 'Majin'.

"Do you have any idea what sort of gossip material you handed to Hajime-kun? What will Sophia say?" If evil eyes could kill I'd have died about twenty times from Tsurugi alone.

"Relax. Hajime is Endou-kantoku's son. He doesn't even realize Ichinose-san has a crush on him. And she's his best friend."

"Ichinose? THE Ichinose's daughter? His 'precious jewel'?"

"Yeah...why?"

I suddenly noticed the familiar prankster sparks inside their eyes. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea...

I noticed the big clock. We had twenty minutes until classes, so we walked slowly at the big building that was Raimon Sr. High, talking random guy stuff.

"Say, Shindou-senpai, who do you like? I have Aoi and Tsurugi has Sophia, so what of you?"

"I-I don't have anyone. I gave Akane white chocolate last week."

"Whoa, Shindou-senpai. That sure was cruel. You gave that to her on White Day, did you not?"

"I think Shindou is suffering from what Kirino is suffering."

"Nane?" I wanted to go find a hole and crawl inside to die. Trust Tsurugi to betray us.

"Historical heartache."

"Historical...? Ano...Oka..."

"Say it, Tenma, and you're dead."

"So it's true!"

"I use my rights to remain silent."

I walked to class feeling like absolute crap. I had picked up an unusual love for white tofu, and I always hugged to black and red bento box OKatsu-san had given me when I slept. And as long I hugged it, I could see her and talk to her in my dreams. We had quite a lot of nice conversations, but we somehow couldn't take it further. Whenever we tried to kiss, the dream ended like a movie reel getting cut off if our lips got within kissing range. I once read a Chinese story about a mortal and a fairy or something falling in love. They'd been separated, and I'd laughed at them at the time, joking about how they could have avoided capture.

Poetic justice, really.

I saw Kirino, getting asked out by a girl. He rejected her gently, and after she left I saw her clutch at something in his breast pocket. I knew what that was. The candy wrapper from the sweet Jeanne D'Arc had given her.

I smiled to myself and walked on by. What I wouldn't give to have her by my side...

"四张机,鸳鸯织就欲双飞。可怜未老头先白。春波碧草，晓寒深处，相对浴红衣..." I hummed the Chinese poem to myself quietly. I had learned of it in a random surf, and after learning Chinese and Cantonese enough to read it I felt it reflected my feelings so clearly. It told of a story of hopeless love. First there was no love but as soon as love reared its head it was taken away from the lovers. I pitied them and I could really relate to it. I smiled a bitter smile and continued my journey. Perhaps I could tell Kirino about this poem.

A spring breeze worked its way around me. I reveled in the breeze until Tsurugi came for me and told me I would be late. I smiled and followed him into the campus building.

Kanon: There's the prologue, folks! Chris says he hopes you enjoyed the chapter enough to read the next one(s)!

Me:*Weakly* Please...review...minna...*slumps*

Kanon: Hey, don't be dead. I have a soccer match to go to.