Sakuchii: So the first chapter is actually re-written. After this I can completely start to plan this story and create the teams.

Aiko: And of course, we're still open to new OCs'!

Yukiko: And yes, this is the same as the first chapter of the previous story, but the author changed quite alot small details. Also it's longer now.

Yuuya: You two are slow! Can we start already?

Kazuya: This chapter was betaed by Fragments Of Dreams. Thank you so much!

Shuuto One: The Raimon Soccer Club
- Will you join the soccer club? -

PRR...

I heard the alarm-clock ringing near my ear, on the table beside my bed. While mumbling something in half sleep I turned around in my bed and shut it off. Then I curled under the blanket and enjoyed the little peace I had. But like all good things, it didn't last long. First I heard my Mom calling me to breakfast. Not long after that the door to room opened.

A small yet flexible figure tiptoed into my room, trying to make as little sound as it could. But sadly I could hear the old timber flooring creaking under her weight. Suddenly the noise stopped. I inhaled deeply and tightened my grip on the blanket. I knew the person very well, so it was easy to tell what was going to happen next.

"YUU-NII! WAKE UP! School is starting today!" my hyper and enthusiastic sister yelled while lunging on me and shaking my body. I felt as if I was in roller-coaster. It was enough to wake the dead, and I certainly wasn't dead. She really had no sense of tenderness.

When Aina was sure that I was awake, she left without a word to join breakfast. I lay on the bed for a bit, breathing deeply, but then hauled myself up. I walked out of my room to the toilet on the second floor, which was right opposite to my room, and freshened up. I did my best to comb my hair so that it didn't look so pointy and less like a tulip, but it was no use. No matter what I did to it, the outcome would always be the same.

A sighed in defeat and returned to my room to change into my school uniform. The summer holidays were over and it was the start of new school year. Today was the day I would start my second year in Jr. High, in Raimon Jr. no less!

"Good morning," I greeted everyone drowsily as I climbed down the stairs. It looked like everyone was already awake. I was the only person in this family who wasn't an early-bird. My Mom was making omelets in her tulip-print apron. She turned and greeted me with a wide smile.

"Good Morning, Yuuya." she chirped happily. My Mom, Nagumo Aiko used to be a famous actress and singer but had resigned around the time when my younger sister was born. At the moment she was a Jr. High school teacher, but before that she worked as elementary school teacher. As soon as I entered Jr. High she also applied to teach at my new school. Sometimes I had the feeling that she was keeping an eye on me; but for what? I still hadn't found a legitimate answer.

"Aiko don't let you mind wander or you'll burn the food." a male voice suddenly said. My Dad half-glanced at his wife, flipping through a magazine. Mom pursued her lips. She snapped back that she actually could cook without burning the food, but Dad wasn't convinced. After all, Mom failed as a chef. Or to be precise, omelets were the only thing she actually managed to cook without burning. But they make up for it by being the best ones I've ever eaten.

My Dad, Nagumo Haruya was a pro soccer player. He played in the same team as my uncle and that Strange Blond; as my Mom tends to call him. Dad was away often and for a long time too. He was currently on holiday, but he had to return to Korea at the end of the week. After all it wasn't off-season yet.

Mom kept glaring at Dad, which made her burn the omelets. She quickly turned her attention to the food in a hurry, acting as though she didn't hear Dad sneer.

"What did I say?" I heard Dad smirk as he turned his attention back to the magazine. He ignored to the dark aura emanating from near the stove. I chuckled at Mom's dark glower and sat down on the seat across Dad. His red-hair that looked like a tulip growing on his head was exactly like mine. Of course they were similar, since I was like the perfect copy of him. I had inherited both his red-colored hair and golden eyes.

"Mo-o! Oto-san, please don't tease Oka-san every single time." my younger sister whined, from right next to me. My Dad glanced at her and flashed a mysterious smirk. Oh, it annoyed me so much when he was so full of himself! But as a father I loved him; even though I had a hard time to admit it, he was still the best.

Aina sighed loudly and sat on the chair near the table, her thick back length, icy-blue colored hair fell in front of her and covered the table. My younger sister was the type of person who was perfect in everything she did. She was a perfect student, a talented singer, not to mention perfect in every sport. That was very reason I envy her, since I take after my parents, who both loved soccer and hated studying. But there was only one problem, I sucked at soccer too...

In addition to her perfect academic skills her appearance was also the most outstanding one in our family. She looked nothing like Mom or Dad. Her hair was icy-blue in color and eyes were pale teal. To tell the truth, she looked much like my uncle, Suzuno Fuusuke. That's something that had been a joke in our family for many years. What made things even funnier is that he had a daughter who looked just like Dad.

Mom was finally done making the omelets and sat next to Dad. Aina swept her hair way to her back as soon as Mom started to complain about it. After all who would want to end up eating her ultra long, icy-blue colored hair? I would most likely choke before being able to get that thing out of my mouth.

When we were finally ready to eat we noticed that there was still one person missing. Not exactly blood-related, but still she was still a family member. We all turned to look at the empty chair and smiled. How typical. She was even worse than me when it came to getting up on time.

"I'll go and call her." Mom said, standing up, but it was already too late. At that very moment we heard a loud scream. A person came tripping down the stairs and fell to the floor. We all sighed as the dark brown-haired girl stood up, her hair messy and clothes wrinkled. She apologized to everyone and we finally were able to start eating breakfast.

The girl was Hotaru Suzuki, a quiet and extremely clumsy 19-year-old university student. She had back length chocolate brown hair tied up with orange ribbons into two pony tails. Her eyes were the same color as her ribbons... or was it the other way around? Hotaru-nee worked at our place as a nanny and housekeeper. Mom and Dad gave her food and place to stay at and she repaid them back by looking after us. Of course I was old enough to look after myself, but Aina was still young… or so they said. In addition Hotaru-nee also made the meals for us since, as I already said, Mom sucked at it.

When we had finally finished out breakfast Hotaru-nee and Aina helped Mom to collect the dishes. After that we decided to head for school. Hotaru-nee would first take Aina to Raimon Elementary and then accompany me to Jr. High before she'd head towards her University.

This was all because it was dangerous for Aina to go to school alone; or so our parents say. Heck! That girl was a fourth grader! Was she really so hopeless that we wasn't able to go to school alone!? I ended up suffering because of my parents' annoying reasoning. That really sucked.

I opened the front door while sighing out loud. "Yuu-nii! Natan!" I immediately heard a cheery voice yell.

Great, now this. I let out another sigh. Aina instead ran to greet our cousins. "Kazu-nii! Yukkii!"

The older one of the Suzuno sibling was called Kazuya. He was as old as me, a second year Jr. High school student. His younger sister and the only girl in the family of three children was a year older than Aina, a fifth grade student. Sometimes I wondered why exactly we were so close in ages. Had our Moms agreed to get pregnant at the same time or was it just a coincidence. I don't even know which one I should assume.

Kazuya was in many ways like me. He was the perfect copy of his Dad; spiky icy-blue hair and teal-colored eyes. Even his personality was calm and arrogant and we always ended up arguing about trivial things. He also had traits similar to my younger sister. More than anything, he was a perfect character.

He had the best scores in school and held a score record for the entrance exams. He was also good in any sport he played; a fast learner. And for the last but not least, he was good looking. Even I had to admit had he was very handsome for someone of his age. I even had had heard that he had his own fan-club in school. That was something I wanted to see with my own eyes. But maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all…

Yukina on the other hand was completely opposite of him. She was a girl with fiery red-hair and golden eyes. Just like my Dad. Do you finally get why those two were a joke in our families? I at least hope so.

We at first headed to Raimon Elementary and dropped Aina and Yukina there. After that Hotaru-nee took us to the Jr. High section. I argued with her that it was pointless coming with us, but that girl was persistent. She insisted to lead us all the way to the gate. Only when she saw us entering the school building was she assured enough to leave and head towards her University.

I stared at the school building, amazed. I hadn't thought that it would be actually this big. It was twice the size of my old school. For the start we headed towards the notice board to check our classes. I was surprised to find out that I ended up in the same class as Kazuya. We smirked at each other and high-fived.

After that I scanned trough the other names, all of which seemed unfamiliar. Suddenly I noticed a name which I just might know. "Endou Mirai…" I said the name aloud, trying to remember where I had heard it. I repeated the name few times in my head, not realizing that people were staring at me with confused looks. I hadn't even noticed that I was mumbling the name aloud. For Gods' shake, the shame! And on my first day too!

"Yes?" I suddenly heard someone ask and stopped, turning towards the person. I titled my head, what did that person want? Before me was standing a boy with dark-amber colored hair and blue headband around his head. The boy kept staring at me as if he was waiting for something.

As I didn't say anything, he suddenly repeated his question. "You called me, did you want something?" he asked cheerfully. How could one be this cheerful? I wondered while staring at him avidly.

"Sorry, he can be quite airhead from time to times," Kazuya said as he walked next to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Suzuno!" the boy laughed. So they must know each other. Kazuya replied with a quiet "Hi". Then the boy looked at me. His green-eyes stared at my golden ones as if he was trying to remember something.

"So you must be Nagumo-kun then, right? It's been a while since we've last met," he said and I blinked my eyes. He knew my name? More importantly, we had met earlier?

"I guess. AND I'M NOT AN AIRHEAD!" I first told to the boy and then turned to yell at my cousin. I know that I was little slow with the comeback, but the situation was so confusing that my brain wasn't working well. Maybe that was the very reason why Kazuya called me an airhead...

Heck no!

"Haha! Your cousin sure is funny, Suzuno." the boy laughed at me and I wanted to crawl under a rock. This was so embarrassing! All of a sudden the boy reached his hand towards me. I looked up and saw him smiling widely. "I'm Endou Mirai, just in case you don't remember."

I literally froze in place. That name, combined with his green eyes and dark amber hair… and that headband. I blinked my eyes confusedly. No he couldn't be, right? That boy… he was the only son of the legendary goalkeeper and the coach of Raimon, Endou Mamoru.

"Would you like to join the soccer club?" he asked, happy about the fact that I remembered him. I glanced at Kazyua, who stood there emotionless as always. Since he had nothing to say about it, I decided to reply. (With the answer I was conveniently provided by my parents.)

"Sure, why not." I then shrugged.

"Really?" Mirai looked enthusiastic. He thanked me with a tight hug. Then he left to scout for more members, looking more hyped up than ever.

I watched him leaving and let out a loud sigh. Actually I didn't want to join the club but I had to since my very life was on the line. It would cost me greatly if I didn't join it. I was told that I had to join the soccer club of the school I'm attending. A year ago it had been my old school, but now it was Raimon.

I shivered at the memory of Mom scolding me for not joining the club. I would rather join it right away than listen to her chiding. Just the thought of it made me want run away to somewhere faraway and never return.

I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that I didn't even notice the dark look on Kazuyas' face. He stared at me and suddenly closed his eyes, his whole body trembling.

The duo entered into their classroom which was filled with lots of other students. When some of the girls noticed that Kazuya was going to be in their class for the following year, they shrieked excitedly. The boys immediately crowded around the teal and golden eyed boys. They started to ask which club Kazuya was going to join. Some of them insisted that he should be joining karate, some mentioned tennis but most of them were still talking about baseball club.

Yuuya was surprised that he heard no word about soccer club. Was it actually unpopular? But wasn't Raimon supposed to be famous for its soccer club? Why did no one want to join it?

The red-head realized very soon that he was thrown out of the circle. While getting pushed aback, he accidentally bumped into someone. "Sorry," he apologized to the brunette girl. His eyes widened for a moment when he saw her. The girls shoulder length dark-brown hair was all messed up and had red and green circles on it. Her expression looked as if she was offended. The large and deep looking scar around her nose didn't help to make Yuuya feel any comfortable. He was sure that the girl would end him.

Luckily she just "humph"ed and then smiled mysteriously. After that she left without saying a word. Yuuya was relieved. He had actually managed to survive the encounter with a wild, serial killer looking girl. Even her wrinkled and plainly old looking school uniform matched well with her image.

While he was still trying to pull himself back to earth the door suddenly slid open and a boy came dashing into the classroom. "Oi, minna! We have a new teacher! She's coming!" he yelled excitedly and the whole class was suddenly in a state of chaos. The students, especially girls, rushed to their seat which ended up as a really loud stampede.

Just when Yuuya managed to sit down to his place, the door opened again and an indigo-haired woman walked into the classroom. She was wearing black office suit and had glasses on her. Her hair, which was usually free, was now tied up on a blue-colored ribbon.

"I'm your new homeroom teacher, Nagumo Aiko. From now on, I'll also be your new Japanese and English teacher." the woman introduced herself. She scanned through the classroom and was surprised to see four familiar faces. In addition to Yuuya and Kazuya there was Endou Mirai. And then there was the brown-haired girl, Ichinose Kazeto. That girl was as wild as always. Hopefully her parents don't mind it.

"Is there something you want to ask from me?" she asked. The whole class was silent. Even if they might have wanted to ask a question or two from the new teacher no one dared to make the first move. Aiko was already ready to continue when she suddenly felt eerie aura being emitted from the last row. When she raised her head, she saw Yuuya glaring at her, while he had crossed his legs and rested them on the table.

"What are you doing here, bitch? And just when I thought I got rid of you…" the boy retorted, not taking his state of the older woman.

"I should be the one asking that question. I'm looking after my dear son, of course." the woman replied with a forced smile on her face. She really was no good dealing with that person.

"Dear son, huh? You fucking dare to say that when you have one growing in your stomach, whore!" the boy was now even more pissed off. He stomped his legs down and leaned forward. Yuuya seemed as if he was ready to go and attack his own mother.

Aikos' eyes widened in shock and she wasn't the only one. The whole class was staring at the boy with stunned looks. Kazuyas' face had turned completely pale and his body was trembling. Aiko glanced at her sisters' son and then took a deep breath.

"I guess it's time for us to end this conversation. We can continue it at a better time and place. Nee, Flare-kun?" The woman first said seriously but then smiled like a little child. She raised her hand and threw a piece of chalk she was holding. It hit the center of Yuuyas' forehead, as if she had aimed it there.

The boy covered his forehead with both of his hands and cried out loudly as a great pain suddenly filled his head. When managing to recover a little, he raised his head to look at Aiko. "Oka-san, what in the world are you doing?" he said massaging his head. He was sure that a bump would appear.

Aiko let out a light sign of relief and spoke. "Teaching my son a lesson." she said while winking at everyone. The other students first glanced at Aiko and then turned to Yuuya and screamed. Yuuya sighed, he didn't want to get exposed but now it was probably too late already. Aiko kept smiling, but in her mind she was screaming. This couldn't be happening, not again.

Yuuya sighed and put the books into his bag. He didn't like the stares the other students were giving him. The girls were whispering something and whenever he would make eye contact with them, they would jump and look away. The boys just stared at him as if afraid to approach the red-head. All this because of the incident with his mother.

Yuuya was getting more agitated by the minute. What had he done to deserve this? How cruel can one's fate be? A huge scene on the first day of school that undoubtedly had made each and every one of his classmates weary to approach him.

"People will be whispering about how I drop-kicked a teacher for looking at me funny by the end of the day..." Yuuya thought dryly. It would be optimism bordering on stupidity to assume that word won't travel far and wide while being more and more exaggerated with each retelling.

He could feel the eyes of his apprehensive classmates on him, as though he had been pushed on a stage with each spotlight pointed at him, making escape an impossibility and public humiliation inevitable. The suffocating feeling was getting worse by the minute. It was as though with each passing second the air around him was getting heavier with combustible gasses. Any kind of outburst from him would be enough to make those fumes catch flame and explode in his face, socially killing him.

"Just look at his face..."

"What a freak..."

"Maybe he's one of those special needs students..."

"I know, right? Why's he here with us?"

"...He should be in the special class for those kinds of kids."

"Yeah, he could be dangerous..."

Yet, the pressure was such that he was unable to resist the temptation of shouting his head off and telling the whole class to stop staring, pointing, whispering... Face screwed up, Yuuya was about to burst into a fit of rage and embarrassment as the whispers and pointing became a thinly veiled form of provocation and entertainment.

"I knew he was bad news form the moment I saw him."

As he was about to scream his head off, Mirai approached him. "So, you're joining the soccer club, right?" He asked, his chocolate orbs shining with anticipation and innocence.

The class fell silent, every one of them were stunned. Yuuya looked at the smiling brunette with astonished eyes, almost not daring to believe the situation. The brunette was either trying to redeem his bad first impression, or just plain oblivious.

Given the stories he heard about the lad's father, Yuuya dimly assumed that it was the latter case... He was almost tempted to follow his previous course of throwing a hissy fit of epic proportions. But, given the situation, he decided that beggars can't be choosers and went with the flow.

Hitching on the best smile he could manage in that mental state, he said in a honeyed voice, "Yep! Definitely! I can't wait, Endou...kun!" adding the "kun" honorific as an insurance.

"Great! Another member for the team! Welcome aboard!" Mirai cheered with a fist pump, before shuffling away and thus confirming Yuuya's suspicions about the brunette being hopelessly oblivious to his surroundings. He exasperatedly wondered why those kinds of people end up being popular and a lot more socially successful... An urge to facepalm arose in him like a sudden itch, but he resisted the reflex, as there was a more pressing issue at the moment.

The people around Yuuya were glancing at each other with worried and or perplexed looks. Boys pushed each other, for someone to go and talk to the red-head. The room which had been silent just a second ago, was now filled anew with whispers.

"You're going to join the soccer club?" A brave-looking boy asked from beside him.

He gave a stiff nod in reply. Everyone backed off farther from the boy and some of the girls turned their backs to him and seemingly had a heated debate among themselves.

Yuuya blinked. "Is there something wrong with that?" he asked to no one in general while looking around at his classmates and everyone's face darkened. They glanced at each other hoping that someone would explain the situation to him.

"It's because of the coach." Yuuya suddenly heard familiar voice telling.

He turned around and saw Kazuya walking towards him. He didn't get what the teal-eyed boy was getting at. "10 years ago when Raimon had won the battle against Fifth Sector something happened there and they all quit the team at the same time. To be precise, the original 11 members stayed but next year there were no newcomers to join the team. That was all because of the rumor that the coach was threatening his students." the teal-eyed boy explained.

Yuuya was staring at him with widened eyes. What did he mean by it? Was he really talking about the legendary coach Endou Mamoru? Would that man actually threaten his students? Kazuya stared at him with an empty expression and continued.

"The incident was soon forgotten but it suddenly re-appeared 4 years ago. Ever since then Raimon has had no soccer club." Kazuya paused for a moment and suddenly shivered as if he had gotten chills. After that he continued. "No one knows what really happened since the students who left the team won't speak about it. Endou too has decided to remain silent. Some people say that there are few witnesses, but no one knows their identities.

Yuuya kept staring at Kazuya even long after he had stopped. Finally the red-haired boy smirked. "If you really think that you can stop me by saying that then you're sadly mistaken. I have to join the soccer club for my life's sake." he said jokingly. Of course his parents wouldn't kill him for that, but he didn't like to play on their nerves. And to tell the truth, he enjoyed playing soccer. Even if he wasn't any good in it, he liked playing it for fun.

There was a moment of silence as Kazuya stared at Yuuya. The former one then sighed in defeat. "I knew you would say that, so I decided to tag along with you,"

Kazuya smirked. The other boys turned to him with shocked expressions. Why on earth was he joining the soccer club? They all sighed as they knew that they had just lost a great teammate.

Kazuya glanced at Yuuya and closed his eyes…

After all it won't be any good to leave you on your own.

"Is this really all of us?" Yuuya asked as he stared at the three people sitting before him. There was Mirai, Kazuya and Kou, a girl with light-pink hair which was tied up on two pigtails. She seemed to be rather calm which was good since Yuuya hated those over hyped girls. Yes, he hated them even though his own mother fell into that personality group. Mirai said that when he had asked her to join the club, she had just shrugged and answered yes.

"Yes, it's only us." Mirai sighed, but he hadn't given up the hope just yet. After all, it was only the first day of the school. He announced that they should think for a way to get people to join the club. After all, they needed eleven members to have a complete team. So there the four of them sat there, thinking about what to do.

All of sudden Yuuya felt a dangerous aura. That was followed by a loud shout.

"KA-ZU-YA-KUUN!" A girl with platinum blonde hair shouted while hugging the frozen teal-eyed boy. Her hair was tied up in a high doughnut bun and her yellow eyes sparkled together with an obsessive shine. Yuuya almost fell off the chair. He pointed at the girl with a trembling hand. Kazuya on the other hand showed no reaction. He acted as if that incident didn't happen.

"Who the hell are you?" Yuuya finally managed to yell. The girl glanced at him while glaring angrily. She took an orange armband from her pocket and placed in on her arm. "Hanabi Hotaru! The new president of Kazuya fan-club!" she announced proudly and the red-head sighed. Why he had even bothered to ask. This person is going to be a pain in the backside.

"So it's the five of us, huh?" Yuuya then said and stood up. Kazuya and Mirai glanced at each other.

"You mean you don't even know the basic rules of Jr. High soccer?" Mirai suddenly asked and Yuuya glanced at him clearly looking confused. The amber-haired boy then shook his head and smiled. "To tell the truth it's only three of us. With Hanabi-chans' body building she won't be able to play soccer. Also girls aren't allowed to participate in real matches so we need to find someone who could take Adachis' place."

Yuuyas' eyes widened. If there was no use of having girls on the team then why they were there in the first place. "You two should just quit then." he said and Kou stood up from her place saying that it was okay with her.

She was moving towards the door to leave, but Mirai's words stopped her. "No you should stay. We still need someone to practice with."

The black-eyed girl turned to look at Mirai with empty look. After few fast seconds she returned to her seat. Everyone stared at the girl with widened eyes as Mirai smiled. This person seemed to have no mind of her own. She listened to every single person.

"So, we have to start look for new club members if we want to make it to the Soccer Duel." Mirai said happily. Soccer Duel was the name of the competition that was ten year ago named at Holy Road. Twenty years ago it had been Football Frontier.

Everyone agreed with him and together they decided to search members for a week and after that they would see just how many members they were able to gather. The five Jr. High students smiled at each other and Mirai then stood up and shouted, "Raimon GO!"

Sakuchii: It's so hard to write in first POV! But I somehow managed to edit this text for the better. I hope that this one has less mistakes than the previous one had.

Aiko: But other than that, it's time for us to thank you guys for reading this story and tell goodbye.

Yukiko: We probably will see you again after new years. At least not in this story! Till then may you all have fun.

Kazuya: Who actually want's to have fun?

Aiko: I do!

Yuuya: But you're just you. There is no person whose as childhish as you are.

Aiko: YUUYA!

Sakuchii: Aiko and EVERYONE ELSE! STOP!

Yukiko x Kazuya: But we haven't done anything...