A/N: Hello again minna… Another chapter I've prepared…enjoy or not. Don't read don't like policy…please follow it (Bobkitty), I don't mind having reviews like those, I'd like to see you write a story yourself, let me see if you're better than me, I won't get mad if you're really good! :) I promise I won't get mad at all… For the others who you've pulled into this nonsense, Bobkitty, if you have nothing else better to do than ruin not only me but other people's talents, just don't read stuff that makes you want to flame it all day.. It's summer and don't ruin their break. Even some have already lost their motivations to write and take confidence in their stories, regardless if they are good or not so bad…Sorry for that guys, but I've already reminded all of you if you don't like it then don't read. I'm not offended, but I'm rather willing to get better. I don't own Inazuma Eleven, just the plot ^.^
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Nagumo had finally arrived at his apartment. Parking his car inside his gate and kissing it goodbye (for the night). He quickly took his keys under the mat and opened the door, he took off his jacket and placed it in one of the hooks of his cabinet, he lay down his bag and crouched down to get his laptop and charger. He placed his work on top of his desk and thought of getting a drink first, walking to his mini-kitchen, he opened the refrigerator and saw a cold refreshing can of Sprite. He grabbed it and opened the lever of the can, it made a fizzy sound at first but then it started to diminish, as the redhead sipped his drink, he let out a refreshing exhale. He walked back into the living room and opened his laptop and logged in his desktop… and just as he looked at the upper part of his table, he abruptly remembered:
"Fuck!" he spat out his drink onto the floor making a total mess, he just have currently remembered that he didn't buy ink for his printer the other day. He pushed his laptop shut, ran out of the door, locking it of course… and storming to the nearest computer shop. While he was running, he glanced at his watch for the time: 11:47
"Shit!" he huffed frustratingly, thinking if there were still opened computer shops at this time. He finally arrived at one namely 'Omono Pasokon Shoppu' (Tycoon Computer Shop). He found the owner of the computer shop closing the door,
"O-Oi! Are you closing?" Nagumo begged he would say no…. though the answer was pretty obvious.
"Yes," his heart sank, regretted asking the rhetorical question at the first place. "But you could come back tomorrow if you want, I'm terribly sorry sir, but I have some other places to go to as well." The owner replied,
"N-No! You don't understand…! I-I have to print something! D-Do you sell ink?" Nagumo questioned,
"Uhm… apparently, we are, but the last set was bought by someone named Fuusuke…" the owner of the shop said. "We will be having our next boxes of ink next week sir…" he finished. He saw the red-haired adult walk sluggishly back home. Did I do something wrong? The holder of the computer shop asked himself.
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"The last set was bought by someone named Fuusuke…" Nagumo mocked on his way back home. His fists clenched, of all people, why did it have to be Fuusuke? She was the one who he was challenged to beat in a deal they both made. He arrived at his destination, opening the door then entering his apartment. He dropped himself on the couch, miserably thinking of what Fuusuke would tell him the next day. Calling him a total loser, probably… and worse, the memory of Fuusuke's deal filled his thoughts…
"I want a kiss, a kiss on the lips…"
"Damn…it…" he punched his pillow. Tomorrow, he was going to lose his first kiss to someone he really adored over the years. He really loved Fuuusuke, but the irony was, he was trying hard to win over his former co-captain… if he really loved the ice girl so dearly, then why didn't he just lose and admit defeat? He craved for the kiss, and dreamed of it… to remind you all, Nagumo didn't like losing in any challenge given to him. But in exchange for his failure to finish his long book report, would be a kiss from the snow-haired girl.
So two main things were in his head:
A Kiss or Defeat?
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Sorry if it's too short guys… :)
