"Shirou-Nii, we're home!"

The group was silent. They had only just met the two boys yesterday and already they had brought them back home. The chances of that weren't great, but it seems somehow it happened.

Even the coach didn't interrupt them as they no rejoiced over their return to Hokkaido. They had a few days before Aliea Gakuen would be coming, but now was a special time for the two boys. After all, they had spent a good portion of their lives in captivity, though no one was sure when the tests had actually begun.

Sooner or later, the younger of the twins had dragged the rest of the team into playing in the snow with them, the coach having gone ahead to speak with the soccer club at Hakuren about the match against Aliea Gakuen.

The managers of the team all joined in with playing in the snow by now. Some of the team was making snowmen, other making snow angels, and the rest, which was a majority of the team, were having a snowball fight.

Those in the snowball fight began giving names to the way they threw the hunks of snow, often having names that originated from names of the moves they used when playing soccer games.

The only one that wasn't goofing around in the snow with them was Someoka. He simply watched the group as they all played around in the soft flakes of frozen water. He was all for just leaving the two boys here now that they had figured out that this was their home, but he knew no one would agree with him. They all were for having the twins with them, so unless they withdrew from the team, they would stay.

Only one thing kept him from publicly expressing his want to kick them off again and that was the fact that they needed them. Without the Fubuki twins, the only had nine players and Megane. Damn it…

"Someoka, come join us!" Ichinose called out, waving for him to come over to them with his injured hand.

"No thanks, I'm fine." He answered and began walking in the opposite direction.

The team seemed a little surprised by this, but wasn't too let down from his actions. They all just continued on with what they were doing, Atsuya being the only one to follow him.

Once out of hearing and seeing range of the others, Atsuya practically glomped Someoka from behind, catching him off guard and throwing him out of his thoughts. Two seconds later, Atsuya was already at his side. He was kind of like a loyal pet. A loyal pet that liked to annoy people.

"Hey there, big guy!" Atsuya cheerfully exclaimed, receiving silence. "You're no fun…"

When about a minute of silence passed between them, Atsuya let out a loud, bored sigh and practically flopped down on his back right where his was. "You're so lame. I wanna play, damn it!"

When the other just continued to walk on as if he hadn't heard the wolf boy, Atsuya furrowed his brows together in annoyance. Getting back up and racing right on back to the other striker's side, he asked, "What the hell's even wrong with you? I just wanna play…"

"I want you to leave me alone." Was the only answer he received.

"I'll go away if you play with me for a while…"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't like you."

"I don't like you, either."

"Good, we feel the same way, then."

Both of them continued on in silence, thoughts of how to achieve their goal racing through their minds as both of them wished for something different from the other.

To be honest, Atsuya didn't really dislike Someoka, but he didn't really like him, either. Someoka, on the other hand, just plain didn't like him. He wouldn't even say he didn't dislike him. He would even go so far as to say he hated the younger twin, though the older was only dislike… so far.

The younger twin was always spitting out insults at those he was playing soccer against, so it was natural to feel hatred towards him, but the older twin was different. He was just so silent when he played. He seemed polite enough, but it always felt like he was taunting you with his lack of words.

The striker's thoughts were broken as he found himself suddenly lying down face-first into the snow. Atsuya, who had tripped him, burst out laughing as he began to run in the direction they had originally been heading.

"Later, sucker!" He called out as he dashed off, not wanting to be too close when the boy with an explosive temper got back up.

"You're so dead, wolf boy!"