Hey there :3

I don't believe that I actually wrote something about that pairing but the idea didn't release me so... yeah, here it is. A little story with three chapters, i.e. a trilogy x3

Have fun :3

Titel: A Sickness named Helplessness

Part: 1/3

Mainpairing: Fidio/Rococo

Note: Beware Boy's love and a depressed Fidio

Disclaimer: Inazuma Eleven and its characters are not mine and I don't earn anything with it

Fidio looked anxious at the envelope in his hands. He did not intend to open it but his teammates did, so he did not stand a chance. Carefully, he opened it by breaking the seal. The letter was written fair and beautiful with a lot of ornaments, therefore it was without doubt that the letter came from Edgar. Although they were surprised because they did not expect a letter from Knights of Queens' captain.

"Are you alright?", Marco asked concerned. His question came not out of the blue. The other members looked at Fidio who had turned pale when he read through the letter. Gianluca took it and started to read, furrowing his brow after he had finished.

"It's an invitation to an evening party in England. Something wrong with that?"

"Maybe he does not like the fact that we have to wear a suit", Angelo joked after reading the invitation, too. Fidio awakened from his trance an responded with an embarrassed laughter.

"It's nothing", he tried to calm them down. "But thanks anyway", he added and left the field towards the dressing room, not giving his comrades a chance to react. Instead, they looked at each other, not convinced by their captains words.

"Look, what's written at the end", Marco showed the rest.

In small italic letters was written that not just Orpheus was invited; all ten teams of the last FFI final were it.

"This means Endou and Rococo will come, too. I thought Fidio was looking forward to see them again", mumbled Blasi. Silence. In the end, the whole team decided to forget about this and went to the dressing room. Fidio was already gone so the team changed their clothes and also went home.

Fidio lay in his bed at home. Starring at the wall, he thought about the letter. Frankly, he had no problem to attend such an evening event. It was quite embarrassing for him to admit, but he was scared to see him again; the captain of Little Gigant.

He curled up on the bed and closed his eyes. If he had to think of the meeting with him, he felt sick. Neither that kind of lovesick nor that kind of illness. His sickness was helplessness. Sometimes, he thought it was difficult to describe. The sickness came when it wanted to. It did not matter if he thought of football, his team, Mamoru or none of that. Every single word could have this effect. However it was not normal. His chest was burning, though literary, and his head felt like it wanted to explode. The only thing freeing him from that shiftlessness was sleep. Again, like all the other times, he kept his eyes closed, reminded silent till his breath stabilised and the pain disappeared.

His eyes went from left to right but could not find a way out. He was cornered – and this time not literary. Not with panic but with shock the observed the figure which approached. The person, now standing in front of him, gripped his wrist and before Fidio could react, the person hurled him through the room. Fidio thudded with his shoulder on the ground, but he did not concentrate on the pain because he knew exactly what the next step was. The other one bend over him, pinning him to the ground and then, Fidio felt nothing – till he woke up.

After the amount of time he have had this dream, he was not shocked anymore. Muttering, he went to the bathroom in order to keep a clear head under a cold shower. This was one thing he could not tell his teammates. Even though he trusted them, he was not able to. But he had his reasons. The person in his dream was no other than Rococo and this was the point – he was scared to meet him just because of that silly dream. Fidio shook his head. He could not reject Edgars' invitation solely because he was not prepared to see Rococo again. After all, his teammates made friends with some of the other international players and he did not want to forbid them to meet these guys.

Sighing, he got ready for bed and went sleeping without dinner.

He suspects that the next day would be horror.

"He curled up, hoping that the feeling will get away. It was forbidden to think about /that/ but he could not change it. It was a sensation he never felt before and –"

"Oh Marco, shut up", a sleepy Gianluca mumbled next to him.

Italy's national team sat in the plane to London, it was 6 A.M. and whole Orpheus wanted to sleep. Marco, their defender, thought a bit different so he had taken a book of one of his managers and read it out loud. Nobody was excited about that but none of them was in the mood to stop him. As Gianluca looked at his captain for a short moment, he recognized that Fidio felt uncomfortable when Marco came to the 'feeling-part' of the book. He did not know how to interpret his behaviour however he felt pity for him so he wanted to keep Marco silent.

"But it just started to get interesting. Do you want to let the rest unknown?", he complained.

"Yes."

A shortly, direct answer, not worth further explanations. Marco who was now annoyed mumbled something not understandable and decided to read the book by himself in silence.

Gianluca risked a short glance towards their captain, who was now looking out of the window.

He seemed to feel a little more comfortable now, so he did not worry about him any longer and leaned against his sit to sleep a bit – unsuccessfully.

"Why did we took such an early plane, coach?", Angelo wanted to know.

"Didn't I tell you? I want you to enjoy yourself in London. You deserved it."

A weak explanation for the tiered team, nevertheless an explanation so they kept quiet.

"You should be glad to do a brief sight-seeing tour. London has a lot to offer", Hide, who joined the group, not as a player rather as a friend, told them. Hesitantly, they agreed and tried to get some sleep which did not work although they were tiered.

"I'm sure you'll have fun and – " Hide started to talk to Fidio who sat next to him. But unlike his teammates, the captain leaned against the window and slept. When the Japanese saw this, he sighed.

"Something wrong, Hidetoshi?", Raffaele asked.

"I think so. At least it seems that something is wrong with Fidio."

The whole team looked at them, even Marco stopped reading.

"So we aren't the only ones thinking that", Gianluca commentated.

Hide looked confused what Marco interprets as a request to explain.

"When coach called us for a reunion training, he gave Fidio the invitation from Edgar. He seemed to be really worried about it but told us that everything was alright."

Hidetoshi listened in silence till the asked "And you were convinced by that?"

"Of course not. I mean, he was pale and ran away afterwards."

"It's more complicated than I thought", he hummed.

"You can ask him know. He has no chance to run away and has to answer when you all want to know what had happened to him", interrupted the coach their thinking. He had listened carefully to their discussion and observed their behaviour closely. As a coach he was worried about them, especially about Fidio who really seemed to have problems.

"So, who'll wake him up?", Marco asked as if they already decided to take Fidio to task. Again, Hide sighed but tried to wake him up without complaint. He shook him softly achieving that Fidio hummed soft and opened his eyes. He blinked for a moment, till he glanced at Hide in confusion.

"Fidio, we need to talk", he said serious making the captain feeling queasy.

"Really? Shouldn't you use the time to sleep?"

"No excuses, captain. We want to know if something is wrong with you", Blasi told him immediately. Fidio shook his head, again feeling this helplessness.

"I told you that everything is fine, didn't I?", he mumbled under the pressure of their gazes.

"And you think we'll believe that?" Fidio just starred, did not nod. Instead, he sighed.

On one hand he wanted to tell them so that he could feel better, on the other hand he did not want to because they should not worry about him. It was an awkward silent and it reminded like that because Fidio looked like a scared cat – a look they had never expected from him. Before Hide could say anything, the plane landed and they had to go off. The rest happened too fast. They drove to the hotel, went to their booked rooms which four people shared each and unpacked their bags.

"At least you can come with us if you don't want to talk", Hide appealed to Fidio. Without resistance, he followed him and in a group of four – Gianluca as well as Marco who shared the room with both joined them – they visit the city. Their captain said nothing on the whole way what concerned the others a lot.

Fidio was sure that he could not hide his fear of helplessness long enough but he did not expect that it would be so difficult than it was now. So he gave up, hoping to do better when they attended the party.

"Hey, Fidio, Hide."

Fate was not on his side. This was revealed to Fidio as he saw the person who called them.

"It's good to see you", Endou – lucky him that it was not Rococo – greeted them.

"Same here", Orpheus' captain smiled at him – or tried to smile. It seemed to be effective since Endou said nothing to that. Which did not mean that anyone missed that. Kidou who stood with Gouenji and Fubuki behind Endou recognized a change in Fidio's attitude but a glance from Hidetoshi hold him off to say something. It was odd but the so-called genius did not ask. If this was something personal, he had to accept it.

"So, your coach also decided to give you some time for sight-seeing?", Gouenji noticed and got a nod as answer.

"I see. So why don't we continue the tour together?", Inazuma Japan's captain smiled brightly.

Fidio agreed and so did the other three boys, wishing that Endou could cheer their captain up.

It was late noon. Rococo, who sat on a bed in one of London's hotels, hold a letter in his hands, reading the last sentence over and over again.

"This party is a good idea, isn't it?", Ryuu asked him in order to distract him from his grief.

A sigh was Rococo's answer however he lay the letter aside and paid attention to his teammates.

"When are we leaving?", he asked Goushu who stood in front of the mirror, tying his cravat.

"In half an hour", Windy answered him instead of the ace-striker and adjusted Rococo's tie.

"You really seem to looking forward to the party", Ryuu pointed out as he saw Windy's happy face.

"Sure. I'll be able to see Kazemaru and Fubuki again", he answered him, unable to hide his enthusiasm. Ryuu agreed with him, that it has been to long since they saw them the last time.

Rococo kept his joy within limits, what was not unnoticed by the others.

"Don't be so depressed. You're going to see Endou, you should look happier."

Ryuu and Windy did not say anything though they share the same opinion as Goushu.

There was nothing left of their captains happy–go–lucky nature since he has read the invitation so they started to ask themselves what could be so difficult for him.

A knock on the door interrupted their thoughts and Drago entered the room.

"Is Rococo finally in a better mood or still hopeless?", he wanted to know, reaching an annoyed groaning with one constant of the other three. Surprisingly, Rococo just chuckled, moved by the concern of his teammates.

"I'm fine. You can enjoy yourself without taking care of me", he smiled and even if it was not

really convincing, he was serious about it.

At the same time, Fidio and the others were at their hotel rooms and dressed up. Hide was always surprised how Endou was able to change a person. Fidio was himself again; smiling, talking to the others, in short he was perfectly fine.

In the evening, Orpheus left the hotel and went to the arranged place of which they thought it would be an old fashioned house. Unexpectedly, the mansion – Fidio did not know any word that could describe this large house better – astonished them so they hesitate to enter. But as Inazuma Japan arrived two minutes later, they entered the mansion together.

Edgar could not hide a grin as Endou expressed his amazement about the size of the place, not being the only one. Unicorn who arrived a few minutes before them grinned and some Brazil national players fight a laughter back. Even his own teammates could not stop to wonder about Endou's childish astonishment. The only one who was not smiling was Fidio and finally Hidetoshi knew what was wrong with him. His glance clung to the entrance where no one less than Little Gigant stood – with its captain Rococo.

Again, Fidio felt this well–known heat in his chest and the pressure in his head.

Still present after reading this? I hope so.

Hey, and this chapter was longer than my one-shot, I'm getting better X3 (Just kidding XD)

Bye for now :3