Some days later.

„Atsuya? Are you here?" Fubuki stood in front of a mirror in the school bathroom, he had tried to find his brother several times during the last days, but without success. It was dark in there and he could barely see the a thing. „Please be here!", he begged. The Hokkaido boy hadn't heard Atsuya's voice since the last match against Epsilon, which was some time ago. Because Fubuki was always with his friends from the soccer club since then, he didn't miss his brother that much, but now he felt lonely again. „I need you … ."

Of course no one responded. It remained silent in the empty toilet. 'So he really is gone', Fubuki thought sadly. 'What should I do? There is no one else who could help me …'

He could hear the voices of his friends outside. They trained hard for the Crimson Crest, but it sounded as if there were having a lot of fun, too. Although the boy from Hokkaido knew that he should join them, he couldn't bring himself to do so. „I'm pathetic", he whispered, „I can't even solve my own problems alone." Lost in thoughts he touched his scarf - the boy decided to wear it again, because it reminded him of his twin.

„Yeah, you really are pathetic."

Fubuki looked up. Where did this voice came from? „Atsuya ...", he said the name of his brother. „Is it really you?"

„You can't even recognize your own brother. I guess that makes you more than just pathetic, Shirou." The arrogant tone of the voice left no doubt about his identity.

Fubuki felt relieved. „I'm so glad you're here again!" Now he could see Atsuya's image inside the mirror. „You haven't changed at all."

„Baka, I never was away. Well, I wanted to, but my soul is still a part of yours. So I have no choice ..."

„But I couldn't hear your voice anymore", Fubuki wondered. „So I was sure you were gone. Back then it felt as if we merged or something like that."

His brother laughed. „That was your own fault. Because of Endou-baka and the rest of your pathetic team, you got so much self confidence, that there wasn't enough space for the two of us. So you kicked me out of your conscience."

For a moment it was silent. Finally the boy whispered. „I didn't mean to do that. I was cruel, wasn't I? You helped me so much back then ..."

„Yeah, it was really hard for me", Atsuya said with a stern voice. Fubuki seemed to be near tears. He didn't look into Atsuya's face. 'He is always such a crybaby', the older twin thought. 'I wonder how he managed to live without me.'

„Don't cry, Shirou", he finally said, „I can't stand to see you like that. It's despicable."

The addressed boy looked up. „I didn't cry."

„Now that I'm here I will show them our strength. I will shoot as many goals as you want and they will have to accept us as their ace-striker. So there is no need for you to worry anymore." Atsuya grinned. „I can't wait to see their faces when I crush them."

„Atsuya, that's not … .", began Fubuki, but his brother laughed. „Haha, just let me do it and we'll win for sure!"

The younger twin began again. „That's not what the problem is, Atsuya. I'm doing fine with soccer. Actually I wanted you to help me with another issue."

Silence. Fubuki could hear the voices outside, the others were still training. For the first time the boy noticed the darkness inside the bathroom, but he didn't mind.

„It's not about soccer?", Atsuya finally asked. „Baka, I was waiting for my chance to play again and now that I'm here I will play! I'll show them!"

This was something Fubuki was afraid of. That his brother didn't want to help him. Then he would be alone with his problem again, regardless of Atsuyas presence. It might become like last time, where he started to get afraid of his brother, fearing to lose his own self. „Please, Atsuya. I need your help. And I can't let you play or at least not often."

„Alright, alright. It's not that I have a choice then, haven't I? So come on and tell me this problem of yours, Shirou." He made a bored face. „But you know, I might die of boredom if I can't play soccer."

„Thanks", Fubuki paused. „You know, I have some weird feelings lately … Sometimes I feel great and sometimes it hurts me really badly. Especially when he is around him … ." The younger twin blushed. Luckily it was dark, so Atsuya couldn't see it. „I don't know how to deal with it … ."

„Your feelings? Don't tell me you called me to talk about your feelings! Who do you think I am? Just go to your lovey-dovey friends outside. I'm an ace-striker, not a girly romanticist."

„There is no one else I could talk to about this … I tried to speak with them, but I couldn't", Fubuki sounded despaired.

„Seriously, read some Shoujo-Manga, if you are that desperate. But don't bother me!" However, when he saw his younger brother near tears, he couldn't help himself, but trying to be softer. Which was kinda difficult, since he didn't have any experience with it. „Come on, don't start crying again. „You are my brother after all, so I'm going to help you."

„You really will?", Fubuki asked hopefully.

„Yeah, yeah, just tell me everything and after that we can make some goals."