Hey! FacelessDoll Updating! Yeah, Big bro AKaiArsony currently watching Inazuma Eleven GO. But since I am going to be watching Inazuma Eleven again from episode 1 until the end, I might end up not writing this fanfic! And I am terribly sorry about my chapters because of my grammars and other crap. Oh, and I might become busy on some certain days because of my summer art lessons, we are currently starting on painting (my crappiest part of art). So, yeah.


DISCLAIMER: Inazuma Eleven belongs to Level-5 production. If I did, it would be a level 0 (Get it? Because of Level 5 and. . . Oh forget it. I make lame puns anyway.)


"Okaa-sama! I'm going now!" I waited for her response before opening the door.

"Be careful!"

"Yes!" I twisted the knob open and the first thing I saw Endou-san, with his smiling face in the morning.

"Good morning, Yukino-chan."

"Good morning to you too." I opened the gate and closed it behind me. We started to walk down the street.

It has been a week since the day I transferred. I got used to my morning routines by then. But getting to be with the Inazuma Eleven is really a dream come true! But I have to work hard so that I'll be able to match my strength with them! But fangirling even just for a bit won't hurt, right? I held my cheeks with both of my hands and started to imagine stuff that will happen. KYAAAAA! Just thinking about it makes me excited! I uncontrollably moved my head from left and right.

"Yukino-chan, Are you alright?" Endou-san completely snapped me out. Thank God!

"M-Mmm! I just happen to think about something very funny."

"Really? What was it?" I can't tell him!

"U-Umm. . . Ah! Good morning Kidou-san, Goenji-san!"

"Good morning." Goenji-san and Kidou-san were waiting for us in the usual spot.

"Sorry if we made you wait." I bowed my head.

"It's alright; we just happen to arrive here not too long." We started walking together again.

"Yukino-chan, what position do you practically go with?" Kidou-san asked me since I joined soccer not too long, I only manage to play one game as a midfielder.

"I usually go as a forward, but I don't have problems with being a midfielder. It was actually a fun experience."

"I see." Kidou-san seems to be thinking something like my formation in the soccer field. I just know it.

"Then, what about those hissatsu you made back in the game? Especially that Blue Blade! That was unexpected!" Endou-san grins.

"Ah! That. Actually, that was a coincidence." I scratched my head behind. "It just came out."

"Wait. . . So you created that move just then?!" We crossed the pedestrian lane.

"Yes. I never originally expected that, so it's a new *sasaeru type of hissatsu for me."

"Sasaeru type?" Goenji-san sounds curious.

"Eh? You don't know about it?"

"No, we never have heard of it." Kidou-san sounds serious. Sometimes his serious voice just scares me.

"Then, a sasaeru type of hissatsu is like making your shot stronger than before, it means from the word itself, but there are consequences. And there are a lot of things you should consider before doing one."

"What is it?"

"First, compatibility. If you're sasaeru hissatsu doesn't match your main hissatsu completely, it'll be rejected and will be useless the whole way, a hissatsu and a sasaeru have their own rhythmic pattern-like style. Second, timing. If you try doing it too fast, it will only clash with each other and cancels out both power, and doing too slow will only result to receiving its former power, but weaker. But doing it in the right time will give you the outcome you've wanted."

"Ehh. . . I never thought of it like that." Endou-san stares ahead and crosses his arms.

"Actually, your sasaeru hissatsu can also support other players' hissatsu, but it also needs the same requirements; compatibility and timing. "

"Where did you learn that kind of thing?" I froze when Kidou-san asked me about it. Thinking about the memory of my coach made me pale and made me drench in sweat. I should never tell.

"I-I just happen to come up with it." I sheepishly laughed.

"Really?!" Endou-san looks at me with a suprised face.

"Mmm. It hit me when I saw you guys playing in the FFI. I started experimenting other than hissatsu that were offense and defensive." What a big fat liar I am.

"Heh. We should try doing that also!" Endou-san began to show his fighting spirit.

"But it takes great dedication to master it, for my opinion, out of 100, it's a 15 percent chance of getting one to be compatible." Endou-san, please be careful of what you're saying, you don't know the consequences of this!

"Then I'll take that chance! And besides, we have you!" He flashed me another one of his smiles.

"Endou-san. . . I guess I don't have a choice but to agree with you." I just smiled "But you guys better train hard for it!"

"Don't worry! If it's about soccer, I'll do anything for it!" We finally arrived in school. We happen to see Tsunami-san and Tachimukai-san by.

"Good morning!" I greeted them both.

"Morning!" Tsunami-san greeted us.

"What are you guys talking about?"

"We were just talking about you, Yukino-chan!"

"Eh? Me?" I pointed to myself and blushed.

"Yeah! The way you played your game last time was amazing! Even though you were still not familiar with the ocean, you managed to ride that big wave!" No Tsunami-san, you guys are not the ones familiar with me since I already knew you all not too long ago.

"Um, I'll take that as a compliment."

-Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong-

"Ah! There's the bell! We should probably go now to our classrooms."

"Then, see you later!"


"Remember! This will be in the midterms, so you better take note of it. Alright, I'll be seeing you all tomorrow then." The last teacher exited the room. Behind me, I could hear a lot of snores.

"Endou-san! Wake up, it's already lunch time. It was a good thing that sensei didn't see you were sleeping." Because I was blocking the teacher's view, that's why.

"Zzz. . . Hm? Uwaahhh! Good morning, Yukino-chan!"

"Endou-san, you just said that this morning, and plus, it's already noon." I sweatdropped.

"Really? Sorry." He rummaged through his bag, and in his hand was a *bento box.

"Let's go Yukino-chan. We're gonna have our lunch in the clubroom." As soon as Endou-san spoke those words, I grabbed my bento and we made our way to the clubroom. Club house that is. On our way, we bumped into Tsunami-san and Tachimukai-san. Those two really have a tight bond, huh.

"Tsunami-san, Tachimukai-san." I called out to them and they both turned their heads.

"Oh, Yo! Yukino-chan!"

The four of us then decided to head to the club together. We made small chatters but we have arrived by then.

"Hey, everyone!" Endou-san greeted.

"Endou! You guys should hurry and grab one!" Someoka-san pointed out to the area to where most of them seem to gather around.

"Eh? What's going on?"

"Suprisingly, Kabeyama brought a lot of donuts. It was a miracle he didn't eat it on the way." Someoka-san chuckled.

"Captain, here! And here's some for you guys." Kabeyama-san gave us each. As he gave me the donut, I looked at it with doubt.

"Thanks, Kabeyama! Thanks for the food!" They happily ate the share they received. I looked at everyone at the room. They were happily eating and talking to each other.

"Yukino-chan! Why aren't you eating?" Rika-san suddenly popped out in front of me. I jumped a bit.

"Rika-san!" I averted my eyes from her. "Well, it's just. . ." If I say my reason, it's gonna be weird, I seriously approve of that situation.

"Oh, I get it." She puts her hands on her hips. What?! I have been found out?! "You don't like the chocolate flavor, right?" She winks at me.

"Eh?" I blinked in surprise.

"What?! You don't like CHOCOLATE?!" Kabeyama-san was gapping his mouth.

"No! It's not that—" It's embarrassing but-

"You're allergic to it?" Megane-san appeared out behind Kabeyama-san.

"No—" Please let me finish my sentence.

"Did Kogure-kun put something in it?" Haruka-san stepped forward, concerned.

"No—" Crap, I just have to say it before it goes to a longer and more complicated stuff.

"If that's the case, here!" Rika-san shoved a piece of donut in my mouth. I covered my lips and started chewing. Wait! This is—Ahh. . . It feels like I'm in heaven. . . I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the taste.

"Delicious, isn't it?" I nodded crazily.

"So this is what a donut taste like." After swallowing, I happily bit another piece in the share I was given with.

"Wait a minute, Yukino-chan, is this your first time eating a donut?" Megane-san fixed his glasses.

"Yes!"

"EHH?! REALLY?!" Everyone in the room was shocked.

"In the place where I live in, I only get to see them in television, and there's no western food there, only traditional ones."

"So, where do you live?" Endou-san asked astonishingly. I licked my fingers clean, I came out of the clubroom and everyone followed. I pointed to the direction of my family home.

"My family lives on top of that mountain." My finger was directly pointed on the tallest and farthest mountain.

"R-Really? You gotta be kidding me. . ." Everyone seems to become a bit pale. But not Rika-san, she cupped her chin and seems to be in deep thought.

"Yukino-chan, so meaning, you don't know anything much around here, right?"

"Yes." I nodded. Why is it that I have a bad feeling about this? She walked up to me.

"So. . . Do you know what an arcade is?"

"Eh? What's that?"

"How about cake?" I cupped my chin and started thinking deeply. "No."

"Hmmm. . ." She looks at skeptically. I averted my eyes and went to them. I gave the 'What is going on' look to them. They just shrugged.

"Yukino-chan!"

"Y-Yes?!" I straightened up.

"Do you know what . . . is a maid?"

"Huh? What's that?" I tilted my head to the side. Everyone gasped.

"A pure one!" Megane-san managed to say it out.

"Then, starting from now own, I'll be your guiding buddy! I'll let you try every 'cute' things here!" She smiled cutely at me.

"Eh?"


I walked down by the streets. The question is, why did Rika-sa—I mean, Rika-chan did that, everyone seems to be shocked when I agreed to it. Some even said good luck or I'm in your support. Why? Is she gonna be like my loli con sis too?


"Mom, I get a feeling that Yukino is talking about me somewhere, and I think it's so cute!"

"Benio, there's blood dripping from your nose."


I sighed out.

"Something bothering you?" Someone spoke behind me, I looked back and it was Fubuki-san and Someoka-san.

"Someoka-sa—"

"You should drop the formality. We're friends, aren't we?" They walked up to me. We began continuing our steps.

"Then. . . Someoka-kun and Fubuki-kun." I slightly blushed as I utter those words. Inside my mind, there were angels, merrily ringing the bells and I was dancing with red roses around a field and there were rainbows and fluttering butterflies.

"Oi, Yukino-chan! Are you alright?"

"Hehehe~ Ah?!" I look at them in the eyes and it seems Tsunami-san was now also with us. I turned red. "Y-yes! I'm alright!" I sheepishly laughed. We continued our walk together.

"Hmm. . ." Fubuki-kun seems to be troubled.

"Yukino-chan. . .Yukino-chan." He continually repeated my name.

"Fubuki-kun?" He suddenly snapped out and pointed at me.

"Yuki-tan!" I blushed furiously.

"Fu-fu-fu-Fubkuki-kun, What the hey hey?!"

"I just thought your name is cuter that way, so, Yuki-tan." He chuckled. Nobody ever called me that! Well except my Onee-sama but I rejected it. I let out a sigh.

"Hahaha! Well then, Should I start calling you Yuki-tan, then?" Tsunami-san continued laughing. I huffed my cheeks. "Do whatever you want." I felt a finger on my cheek. It was Fubuki-kun's.

"Mo~chi!"

"Stop teasing me!" The three of them laughed. Really. That's what I get. I just walked with my head down in shame.

"Why were you named 'Yukino' Because of its meaning?" Someoka-san asked me with curious eyes. I raised my head and just stared ahead of the street.

"Something like that. Okaa-sama told me because my eyes were white as snow. That's why, my real mother, named me that. At least that's what she told me."

"Really? Then why is your other eye black?" As Tsunami-san uttered those words, the films of flashback came running in my head. I placed my right hand onto my right eye.

"Because—because it *Transmogrified!" I smiled. I just made another excuse.

"What's that?"

"Uhh. . . How should I explain this." I got that word from a video game, damn it! I only said that word because it's related how it happened in real life.

"Oh! Should we stop by here?" The subject change as Tsunami-san ran to a shop. It was the Rairaiken. He slid the door open and we just followed. My eyes darted to a hawk shaped-like hair.

"Eh? Tobitaka-san? What are you doing here?" I blinked in surprise.

"What else, eating." I know that! It's just because people have instincts to ask even though it's obvious! Like if you see your friend is busy, you would ask 'are you busy?' I mean, isn't obvious?!

"Hibiki-san! We'll have the usual." We all took our seats where Tobitaka-san was seating. He seems not to mind about it.

"Well if it isn't the little miss, Yukino, was it?"

"Umm, Yes!" I then processed something in my brain.

"You know each other?/You know her?" Both Tsunami-san and I asked the in the same time.

"She was costumer here days ago."

"But, how did you know each other?" I asked the four of them.

"Because he is our coach." Tsunami-san gave me a thumbs up and he winked at me.

"Eh?" Wait a minute. . . Hibiki. . . Hibiki. . . I snapped.

"EHHH?!"


"Here you go, kids. Eat it while it's fresh."

"Thanks for the food!" It was still a shock to me when he is a coach of team! And back then, I treated him like a nobody! I am ashamed of myself! Mmm. . . But this ramen taste delicious.

"So, you're the new member I kept on hearing about?"

"Y-yes!"

"I see. . . Then, how about a little offer, little miss?"

"Hm?"


I am now studying for the midterms in my room. My hand keeps on scribbling words and numbers. I stopped as the memory flashed in my head.

"How about teaching your teammates sasaeru hissatsu?" I became shocked. How did he know that? Coach never told anyone about it except me.

"Umm, may I ask?" He looked at seriously. "Where did you. . . heard of it?"

"From a reliable source." He's not lying. But, where?

"Umm, coach, what's a sasaeru hissatsu?" Someoka-kun asked.

"A technique to be used in order for your hissatsu to be stronger. It's rare for one to find its compatibility, but I heard you managed to do it." They all looked at me.

"But. . . I already told Endou-san and others that it's a bit impossible. . ." 'Then I'll take that chance! And besides, we have you!' The words of Endou-san trailed in my head. I sigh out and just became aware of the situation.

". . . At the same time, I agreed with Endou-san's decision, but. . ." I looked at Hibiki-san seriously. "Hibiki-san, if you happen to have heard of it, then you know what's going to happen, right?" He looked at me through his black glasses, but I know behind that mask, he knows the risk of it.

Silence enveloped the room.

"It has something else to do with it." Something else?

"We'll just talk about it some time."

What was he talking about? Something else he said. But I don't seem to know the connection of this kind of technique to anything. All I know is, coach only tells those whom she trust. But if Hibiki-san knows it, could it be he has something to do with coach. . .? Something is really up.

"AAAAHHHHH! I DON'T GET IT!" I madly scratched my head. I then heard a knock on my glass door connected to the terrace. I walked to it, moved the curtains to the side and saw Endou-san waving at me by his terrace. I opened the door and got out.

"Something wrong? You seem troubled." He showed me his cheesy grin.

"I. . ." I was about to tell him, but something held me back.

"Umm. . ." I ran in front of the road and face them. "Is it okay. . . if you keep it a secret from everyone else?" They paused for a second and exchange glances with each other.

"Why?" Someoka-kun asked me with a serious face. I shivered in fear.

"Umm. . . I know it's wrong to keep secrets but. . . This kind of thing, the sasaeru hissatsu that has something to do with, please don't say it to everyone else"

"Why? It's not like—"

"I don't want all of you to get hurt!" I shouted in anger. My voice trembled as I realized what I just have said. "I'm sorry." Whatever is that something Hibiki-san told us, it must be dangerous.

"Okay then." Eh?

"If it's about something serious, don't worry, because we'll overcome it." Tsunami-san patted my head.

"Besides, I just said we're friends, so I have trust in you." Someoka-kun. . .

"Uwaaahhh!" I cried out.

"O-Oi! Don't cry!" Someoka-kun started to frantically wave his arms around.

"Y-Yeah! So don't worry!" Same as Tsunami-san.

"B-but!—" I suddenly felt a hand again, but this time, it petting me head.

"There, there, Yuka-tan." Fubuki-kun showed me a reassuring smile.

"You look like a kitty when you cry." Fubuki-san. . .

"Please stop teasing me!" They all laughed.

". . ."

"Hm? Yukino?" I snapped out as Endou-san called me without any honorifics.

"Eh?"

"By the way, is it okay if I call you Yukino? You can call me by my first name too you know!"

"Then. . . Endou!" He fell. But in my mind, I am happily skipping like a ballerina and dancing with unicorns that eats cotton candy and poops out butterflies with rainbows.

"That's not what I meant. . . Is something wrong? Your scream was heard back here." He pointed to his room. Yep. That's why I have a reason to fangirl in a pillow.

"Ehh? I'm just concerned about the midterms and so, I've been reviewing them a bit over." I smiled.

"Gahh! You said it! Studying is hard!"

"Mamoru? Are you studying?" A knock was suddenly heard in Endou's room. He gasped.

"Got to go Yukino! Mom will kill me if I don't study! Good night!" He ran back to his room.

"Good night." I responded back. I headed back inside my room. I look at the calendar. I smiled. Right! I gotta get ready for midterms! I grabbed a pen and started marking the dates.


Sorry if it's lame, I rushed because I'm in a hurry, but hope you guys like it! Just review if you want and tell me what you think for the past chapters! See ya guys!

*bento – Japanese lunchbox.

*Transmogrified – Persona 3 reference.

*Sasaeru – Supporting.