Day 4

"This person actually believed he was a girl when he was young."

Kidou sighed. He had no choice but to pin up that secret. He didn't want a tree to fall on him and Sakuma didn't have a lot of secrets.

Speak of the devil. The said long-haired boy had just read the secret. "H-How…? N-Nobody knew… E-Except… KIDOU! HOW COULD YOU!" Kidou felt a pang in his heart at the sight of his teammate's hurt expression. Sakuma turned away from him and ran out of the room.

That was not the reaction Kidou expected. He thought Sakuma was over that incident already. He didn't mean to hurt him like that. With a sigh, he proceeded to look around the entire Inazuma Japan dormitory to find Sakuma but to no avail. Only when he stepped out of the building did he see a crowd of people huddled in front of a stopped truck. The police were there and an ambulance had just arrived on the scene.

'Oh no, Oh no, Oh no,' Kidou thought as he shoved his way through the crowd. When he saw what the centre of attraction was, he felt sick to his stomach.

Sakuma's body lay lifeless on the ground in a pool of blood. His eyes were closed and his right leg was bent in an awkward manner. As the paramedics carried the body away, Kidou ran back to the Inazuma Japan dormitory to alert the others.

At the hospital

A solemn silence was in the air as the members of the team anxiously waited for the doctor to come out of the emergency room. Even Endou knew this was not the time to talk right now. His eyes drifted towards Kidou who was leaning against the wall. From the outside he seemed fine but on the inside he knew he was breaking a bit. Sakuma was like a brother to him. Seeing him like that, almost lifeless, it was enough to snap him. As much as Endou wanted to comfort his friend this was something he had to leave alone.

As soon as the doctor walked out of the operating room, he was bombarded with questions from the Inazuma Japan boys.

"How is he?"

"Will he survive?"

"What happened?"

"How serious are his injuries?"

At this point Coach Kudou silenced the boys. He turned to the doctor and asked, "How is the boy?"

The doctor sighed and shook his head. "We tried our best. We're sorry but…" He didn't need to finish his sentence. Everyone was too shocked to speak. And then….

BAM!

All attention turned to a certain boy with dreadlocks who had just punched the wall. Kidou was shaking. He was trying but failing to hold back his tears. A girl with dark blue hair stared at him with a worried expression.

"Onii-chan…"

That night, in an unknown place

"So, did you do it?"

"Yes, milady."

The figure sitting on the chair laughed gleefully, if not maniacally. With a wave of her hand the hooded figure kneeling in front of her ran off and came back carrying a body. Specifically the body of a certain soccer player who had 'died' that day.

"You're sure that nobody saw you take him from the hospital?" the figure asked her servant.

"Yes, milady."

"And you're sure you followed the preservation technique to the letter?"

"Yes, milady."

"Excellent! Place him on the body case. Make him look like he's cheering for the team."

The servant carried the body to the huge bookcase behind the figure. The bookcase was so large that one shelf could fit 20 standing human bodies. He placed Sakuma Jirou's body on the shelf, positioned the body according to the figure's instructions and carved words onto a gold plaque which was placed below the body.

'Inazuma Japan

Sakuma Jirou

Forward/Midfielder'

"Isn't this fun?" the figure squealed and clapped her hands before reaching into the basket of photographs.

Ok I finally updated. I don't have anything against Sakuma, by the way. In the end, everyone will die, so yeah…

I'm going to be in Los Angeles and San Francisco from 12/10/13 to 20/10/12. So updates might be slowed down.

Thanks to SkylarkOfTheMoon for beta-reading!