Chapter 1 : Midori's Arrival

Ji-chan/Ji-san=Grandfather

Obaa-chan/Obaa-san=Grandmother

Okaa-san=Mother

Otou-san=Father

Moshi moshi=Hi/Hello

Ja=Well then/Bye/Until next time

Kon'nichiwa=Good afternoon/Hello there

Yosh=Alright/Alrighty/Alrighty then

Word Count: 1,330

A man sighed nervously as he stood by entrance of the train station, located at the edge of a little town called Inazuma Town. He was shifting his gaze from the train tracks to the blue soccer themed wristwatch that was fastened loosely around his left wrist.

Anyone who can see him could tell that he was nervous and who could blame him. He was meeting a younger cousin and is staying in a very old Japanese styled mansion that his late-grandfather bought and left for them in his will, all of which he didn't even know existed until several weeks ago.

He was a man of average height, a slight muscular build, tanned skin, spiked chestnut brown hair and brown eyes. He wore an orange shirt with a white stripe going around the collar line, a white jacket with orange stripes going down each sleeve with brown accents, dark blue jeans, orange shoes with yellow laces and finally his signature orange headband hiding most of his forehead. The headband has always been something of extreme importance to him, mostly due to the fact that it previously belonged to his grandfather when the elderly man was still in his adventurous youth.

This man was Endou Mamoru, a twenty-three year old professional soccer player that had been playing for Japan for nearly two years. However, due to his grandfather's death and the reveal of the will as well as several other things (one of which was the hidden existence of his younger cousin), Endou was forced to leave his team in the middle of the season.

Endou jumps once he heard the catchy and familiar tune from his cellphone. He stood up straight as his hand went to his back pocket, taking it out and opening it up to reveal his mother's number. With a small smile, he answered the call.

"Moshi moshi?" Endou answered once he put his phone close to her ear only to pull it away immediately from a loud response coming from the woman.

"MAMORU!" Endou Atsuko, Endou's undeniable youthful-looking mother, exclaimed into the man's ear." Are you okay? Did you make it to the right station? Have you seen Midori-chan's train yet?" The woman babbled.

"Okaa-san..." Endou said, trying to ceased from his mother's babbles." Hai, I'm fine. I'm at Inazuma train station and her train isn't due for another ten minutes."

Atsuko sighed," I know, but I can't help but worry about you two...we haven't been there ever since you were a child. With everything Otou-san went through over the years, I can't help but worry that something like those might happen to you too. Not to mention, you and Midori-chan haven't even met yet!" The woman some-what scolded at him as if he suddenly became a child again.

"Okaa-san..." Endou whined, acting very immaturely for a twenty-three year old." I'm a responsible adult. I'm old enough to take care of myself. Don't worry. And I'm sure I'll be able to find her with the description you gave me."

"Alright, Mamoru." Atsuko said, sounding not at all convinced." But I'm not quite sure if it'll be much help. After all, the last time I saw her was when you were about seventeen years old."

"I see..." Endou mumbled, looking up at the clear blue sky with a bright smile on his face." Well then...I guess that leaves me a bit more excited to know about her then. I can't wait to meet her!"

"Well then you better take good care of her, Mamoru. And try not to get too personal. Midori-chan's bit more...reserved than you are," she explained trying to find the best words to fit their description. "She's just as surprised about the situation and I don't think you can get to know her in only a few hours." Atsuko muttered sounding a little bit concerned.

"Okaa-san, don't worry. I know that I won't be spending as much time with her so I won't get to know her. I'll try to get to know her without being pushy, okay?" He said as he heard the sound of the train coming towards the station. That reminded him. Had he been talking to his mother for that long?" That's the train. I'll call you later after we meet up. Ja."

"Sayonara, Mamoru. Stay safe!" The woman called out just before Endou ended the call and put the phone back into his pants pocket.

The train stopped a few feet away from him. After a moment or so later, the doors opened, releasing a number of people in it's confinement and replacing it with those from the station boarding on the vessel. Looking over in a number of directions, Endou tried to look for the young girl all the while being pushed and shoved in the process.

A few moments later when most of the passengers left, a girl, who Endou could only assume as the person he was looking for, revealed herself. She's about thirteen or fourteen years old with long slightly messy bright vermillion red hair going down her back that sported two dreadlocks on each side of her head. Her eyes shimmered in relaxing emerald green as they scanned the now less crowded area right before stopping on his direction. A more thorough observation wasn't needed for anyone to tell that she has a more developed figure than most girls her age. Even with the plain black long sleeved t-shirt, a pair of blue ripped jeans, white sneakers, a maroon jacket, and black fingerless gloves on her hands, her smooth sun kissed skin still peered from her conservative, albeit rocker-styled, fashion sense.

'That looks a bit like...' Endou thought when the girl spotted him and walked over to him with a stern look on her face from beside the closing train doors, marching with a suitcase in hand as she did.

"Kon'nichiwa, Endou-san. My name is Seto Midori. You were the one who contacted my Obaa-chan about the house Daisuke-san left for us." The girl said bowing her head a little with her suitcase just in front of her knees.

Endou raised a brow at her girlish behaviour. Why did she refer to their Ji-chan as Daisuke-san? More importantly, she looked more like someone to cause a fight than the reserved shy girl he was expecting: all due to his mother's description of her earlier. However, being the type of person Endou is, he wasn't one to judge a book by its cover and proceed to only smile at the girl.

"Yosh. Nice to meet you, Seto." Endou said offering out his hand out to the girl." I hope we get along okay."

Midori stared at his hand before shaking it slightly." Hai...you too. And I'd prefer if you call me Midori. I don't feel comfortable with people calling me by that name. Especially my family"

Endou's smile grew wider slightly as they turn to make their way towards the exit. At least she likes him enough to consider him family." Alright then...only of you call me, Mamoru. Even if I don't know you that much, I'd still like to be called by my given name when I'm with family."

A small smile formed on her lips, looking forward after casting a glance to her new older cousin." Heh. Deal."