Note: I finally remembered the teacher's name! And this chapter introduces
another original character of mine. ^_^ She's sorta based off of me, but
not completely, because though I HATE P.E., soccer is actually one of my
favorite sports. (No one cares) Anyway, you'll be seeing her again in the
future- I'm already planning a sequel to this story!
Chapter 4- Girl Trouble
When the teacher and the little girl (who had made a miraculous recovery) came back, they found the class as it was when they had left, waiting on the field like a bunch of innocent angels. To say that Miss Kobayashi was surprised would have been an understatement, but she accepted it as her lucky day and continued with the day's plans.
"Alright, kids," she announced, clapping her hands. "We're going to play a little game of soccer, so split up into two teams now, and don't argue." She was surprised once again when they did split up into two teams, calmly and without argument.
The two captains were, of course, Genta and Shiba. They played a quick game of rock-paper-scissors before determining who was to pick first. Genta won, and so he chose Ayumi to be part of his team.
Shiba looked over the kids, and pointed to a boy who looked like he was a fast runner. "You!"
"Mitsuhiko!"
"Uhh, you!"
"Conan!"
There was a gasp. Conan went to stand by Genta's side. The rest of the children glanced at Shiba's team with pity.
Shiba didn't understand what the fuss was about. Why did choosing the weird, short kid with glasses matter so much? But of course, since he had never seen the infamous Edogawa Conan in action before, it was natural that he didn't know that this would be the toughest game of his life.
"Anyway, you!"
"Toshiro!"
"And you!"
"Hitomi!"
Shiba thought for a moment, then grinned. He nodded in Haibara's direction. "I choose my girlfriend!"
There was an even louder gasp. Sure, it wasn't like Haibara was one of the best players or anything, but this was the first time any of the Detective Boys had been split up. Also, some of the students weren't aware that Shiba had labeled her as his "girlfriend," and they now were staring at the red- haired girl with disbelief.
Haibara calmly went to Shiba's side. Ayumi sniffed sadly, Mitsuhiko frowned at Genta for not picking Haibara first, and Conan was actually becoming a little nervous. After all, even though she had once been in the black organization, when they'd met, she was already on his side. What would it be like to work against her?
When the teams had been split up evenly, Miss Kobayashi told them to choose their positions, and no bickering! She nearly fainted with shock when they listened. Who were these kids, and what did they do with her class!?
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Yuri Kaori wasn't an athlete, not at all. During recess, she was the kind of girl you'd find sitting on the bench, drawing pictures or playing house with her dolls. So it was no surprise that she was the last one chosen for a team. One student happened to be sick that day, so the class was uneven. But Shiba didn't seem to mind that a puny little girl like her went to Genta's team. After all, what good could she do anyway?
That's what everyone thought, and they were right. So how in the world did poor Kaori-chan end up as goalie? Well, it just so happened that during most soccer games, Genta was the natural pick as goalie. This time, however, since he was the captain, Genta refused to play the role, and insisted on going on offense against Shiba. Which left a problem. No one else on the team had ever played goalie before, and they were all mortally afraid of getting hit by Shiba's kicks. Luckily, Ayumi came up with the ultimate solution that never failed: rock-paper-scissors.
And so here was Kaori, nervously toying with one of her pigtails, watching as the ball came closer and closer to her goalpost. Genta was out on the field of course, and though his speed wasn't worth mentioning, he was doing his best, and even managed to plow through quite a number of his classmates before he got the ball. Miss Kobayashi, seeing how this seemed to be her lucky day, reprimanded him from the sidelines. "Kojima-kun, this isn't football!" To her dismay, she was ignored. So much for luck.
Nonetheless, it was easy to see who the real leader of the team was in no time. Conan shouted out orders, planning quick strategies in his head and carrying them out with strict timing. The other kids trusted his judgement, and the game was at once on their side. Conan himself was also a talented soccer player (though you should have known that already) and he speedily slipped between his opponents to capture the ball, kicking it straight across the field into Shiba's goal.
Conan grinned. The great thing about playing among children was that he no longer felt weak, and he certainly had no need for his strength-increasing shoes in just a simple game of soccer (besides, the disastrous results from the last time he tried that were still fresh on his mind).
"Enjoying yourself?"
A familiar snicker from nearby made Conan jump. "H-Haibara!"
The red-haired girl had snuck up behind him, and was now standing uncomfortably close with a sly look on her face. "Tell me, do you always play soccer as if your life depended on it?"
"Uh.?" was his intelligent reply.
She leaned in closer. "Oh, I was just wondering if there were.other activities you were good at."
Conan began to sweat as a million questions popped into his head. Why was she asking him this? How did she sneak up without him noticing? And, oh god, was she FLIRTING with him?
"Goooaaaaal!"
A loud cry erupted from Genta's goal. Conan blinked once and realized that Shiba had just scored a point against his team. He turned back to Haibara, who just smiled and trotted away, muttering, "Just kidding."
He watched her go, and then, slowly, it dawned on him. 'DAMNIT, she was distracting me! I can't believe I fell for that!!"
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Kaori shrieked again as another speeding soccer ball swept past her into the net. Shiba had taken advantage of Conan's absence from the game to stage a one-man assault on Genta's goal, surrounding himself with a barrier of his teammates while he kicked the ball again and again at the goal. Kaori herself wasn't making things any better, as she busied herself running every which way in an effort not to get hit.
When Conan finally came to his senses, he rushed straight to the problem at hand. He assessed the situation in his head, and what he came up with wasn't at all pleasant. To steal the ball back was impossible, not with every member of the opposing team making a human shield around their captain. The only option was to somehow keep the ball from entering the goal long enough for him to dive in and kick it to another location on the field.
Which meant that Kaori was his only hope of winning the game.
'What did I ever do to deserve this?'
"Hey! Kaori-chan!" Conan called.
Kaori stopped running away and glanced in the direction of whoever was calling her name.
"Kaori-chan! You have to stop running away!" Conan yelled.
"But-but I might get hit!" Kaori panicked.
"That's the point! You're the goalie! You're supposed to hit the ball!"
"But I'm scared!" Kaori wailed.
"You can at least try!" yelled Conan, who was beginning to get very aggravated.
"But I don't want- YEEEEK!" She ducked, allowing another ball to go into the net.
Conan saw his chance. "Now! Now! Get the ball before it rolls away!"
Kaori didn't move, preferring to stay low and keep her eyes close. Conan ground his teeth together as Shiba retrieved the ball with ease.
"NOW LOOK HERE!" Conan growled, stomping up to the whimpering goalie. "You have to at least TRY! Or else Shiba will win, and it will be your fault! Do you hear me?"
Kaori sniffed.
"The whole class will be mad at you! Do you want that to happen? Do you?"
Kaori's eyes began to water.
"I'm trying to help you here, but how can I do that when you won't at least TRY!?"
Kaori burst into tears.
Conan slapped his forehead both physically and mentally. 'Damn. Forgot these were kids.'
After a brief scolding by the teacher ("Don't bully your classmates!"), Conan was put in time-out from the game for five minutes, and was forced to watch helplessly as Shiba's team made goal after goal.
Meanwhile, Kaori was still quite upset, but this time in a different way. 'Hmph! He didn't have to be so mean! Just because he's good at soccer doesn't mean he has the right to tell me what to do!'
Her thoughts were interrupted by a whistle blow by the teacher. The five minutes were up, and Conan was allowed the reenter the game, receiving loud cheers from his teammates. However, they were still helpless and no matter how much he tried, Conan couldn't come up with a decent strategy. He looked forlornly in Kaori's direction.
To which she sniffed and threw back a pretty menacing glare for such a young girl. But soon her attention was diverted from another kick from Shiba, and the soccer ball sped in her direction again. She was about to duck when, seeing Conan from the corner of her eye, she stood up straight with a huff. 'I'll show him!'
She kicked. And a very pathetic kick it was, but enough to send the ball veering off course.
Conan saw his chance. He dived, and caught the ball with his foot at the last second. Shiba dived also, and just before the ball could be taken away, Conan kicked it across the field to Genta and Mitsuhiko. The rest was simple: since most of Shiba's team was crowded around Kaori's goal, there was no one to keep Genta from scoring multiple times in a row, bringing the score up to a tie.
Genta's team cheered. Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi gave each other high fives. Shiba stomped his foot, effectively leaving a giant footprint in the dirt. And Kaori slumped down to the ground, breathing heavily. A few feet from where she sat, Conan was also breathing heavily. To Kaori's surprise, he flashed her a smile.
"Hey, nice try!" Conan called, before he dashed off to the action.
To which Kaori-chan blushed.
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The rest of the game went on as it did in the beginning; Genta's team was in the lead again. To avoid a slip-up like the one before, Conan kept a far distance from Haibara as possible, which wasn't hard considering she was mostly standing near the sidelines, yawning.
But gym class was soon coming to an end, and Shiba grew desperate. In no time it became a showdown between him and Genta, both trying to keep the ball from each other's grasp, and Conan scoring against Shiba's team whenever the ball rolled a safe distance away.
Unfortunately, just when there was only ten seconds left in the game, the ball rolled to the sidelines, or more precisely, in Haibara's direction. As it came to a stop at her feet, Conan gasped and went running in her direction.
Haibara blinked. She looked at Conan coming toward her, she looked at the ball, and she looked at Genta's goalpost. She kicked it into Shiba's goal.
"Gooaaaal!"
Conan slid to a stop in front of her and gaped. "You-you scored against your own team!"
Haibara just smiled. "Let's just say I turned traitor."
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Me: Aaarrggghhhh, Haibara! Thanks to you, I had to move this story up to PG! And Conan, your cursing didn't exactly help either! (sigh) I was hoping this would be a cute, family-friendly story.
Haibara: (snicker)
Conan: By the way, Haibara. You, umm, didn't really mean what you said, did you?
Haibara: That. is a secret.
Conan: O_o
Chapter 4- Girl Trouble
When the teacher and the little girl (who had made a miraculous recovery) came back, they found the class as it was when they had left, waiting on the field like a bunch of innocent angels. To say that Miss Kobayashi was surprised would have been an understatement, but she accepted it as her lucky day and continued with the day's plans.
"Alright, kids," she announced, clapping her hands. "We're going to play a little game of soccer, so split up into two teams now, and don't argue." She was surprised once again when they did split up into two teams, calmly and without argument.
The two captains were, of course, Genta and Shiba. They played a quick game of rock-paper-scissors before determining who was to pick first. Genta won, and so he chose Ayumi to be part of his team.
Shiba looked over the kids, and pointed to a boy who looked like he was a fast runner. "You!"
"Mitsuhiko!"
"Uhh, you!"
"Conan!"
There was a gasp. Conan went to stand by Genta's side. The rest of the children glanced at Shiba's team with pity.
Shiba didn't understand what the fuss was about. Why did choosing the weird, short kid with glasses matter so much? But of course, since he had never seen the infamous Edogawa Conan in action before, it was natural that he didn't know that this would be the toughest game of his life.
"Anyway, you!"
"Toshiro!"
"And you!"
"Hitomi!"
Shiba thought for a moment, then grinned. He nodded in Haibara's direction. "I choose my girlfriend!"
There was an even louder gasp. Sure, it wasn't like Haibara was one of the best players or anything, but this was the first time any of the Detective Boys had been split up. Also, some of the students weren't aware that Shiba had labeled her as his "girlfriend," and they now were staring at the red- haired girl with disbelief.
Haibara calmly went to Shiba's side. Ayumi sniffed sadly, Mitsuhiko frowned at Genta for not picking Haibara first, and Conan was actually becoming a little nervous. After all, even though she had once been in the black organization, when they'd met, she was already on his side. What would it be like to work against her?
When the teams had been split up evenly, Miss Kobayashi told them to choose their positions, and no bickering! She nearly fainted with shock when they listened. Who were these kids, and what did they do with her class!?
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Yuri Kaori wasn't an athlete, not at all. During recess, she was the kind of girl you'd find sitting on the bench, drawing pictures or playing house with her dolls. So it was no surprise that she was the last one chosen for a team. One student happened to be sick that day, so the class was uneven. But Shiba didn't seem to mind that a puny little girl like her went to Genta's team. After all, what good could she do anyway?
That's what everyone thought, and they were right. So how in the world did poor Kaori-chan end up as goalie? Well, it just so happened that during most soccer games, Genta was the natural pick as goalie. This time, however, since he was the captain, Genta refused to play the role, and insisted on going on offense against Shiba. Which left a problem. No one else on the team had ever played goalie before, and they were all mortally afraid of getting hit by Shiba's kicks. Luckily, Ayumi came up with the ultimate solution that never failed: rock-paper-scissors.
And so here was Kaori, nervously toying with one of her pigtails, watching as the ball came closer and closer to her goalpost. Genta was out on the field of course, and though his speed wasn't worth mentioning, he was doing his best, and even managed to plow through quite a number of his classmates before he got the ball. Miss Kobayashi, seeing how this seemed to be her lucky day, reprimanded him from the sidelines. "Kojima-kun, this isn't football!" To her dismay, she was ignored. So much for luck.
Nonetheless, it was easy to see who the real leader of the team was in no time. Conan shouted out orders, planning quick strategies in his head and carrying them out with strict timing. The other kids trusted his judgement, and the game was at once on their side. Conan himself was also a talented soccer player (though you should have known that already) and he speedily slipped between his opponents to capture the ball, kicking it straight across the field into Shiba's goal.
Conan grinned. The great thing about playing among children was that he no longer felt weak, and he certainly had no need for his strength-increasing shoes in just a simple game of soccer (besides, the disastrous results from the last time he tried that were still fresh on his mind).
"Enjoying yourself?"
A familiar snicker from nearby made Conan jump. "H-Haibara!"
The red-haired girl had snuck up behind him, and was now standing uncomfortably close with a sly look on her face. "Tell me, do you always play soccer as if your life depended on it?"
"Uh.?" was his intelligent reply.
She leaned in closer. "Oh, I was just wondering if there were.other activities you were good at."
Conan began to sweat as a million questions popped into his head. Why was she asking him this? How did she sneak up without him noticing? And, oh god, was she FLIRTING with him?
"Goooaaaaal!"
A loud cry erupted from Genta's goal. Conan blinked once and realized that Shiba had just scored a point against his team. He turned back to Haibara, who just smiled and trotted away, muttering, "Just kidding."
He watched her go, and then, slowly, it dawned on him. 'DAMNIT, she was distracting me! I can't believe I fell for that!!"
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Kaori shrieked again as another speeding soccer ball swept past her into the net. Shiba had taken advantage of Conan's absence from the game to stage a one-man assault on Genta's goal, surrounding himself with a barrier of his teammates while he kicked the ball again and again at the goal. Kaori herself wasn't making things any better, as she busied herself running every which way in an effort not to get hit.
When Conan finally came to his senses, he rushed straight to the problem at hand. He assessed the situation in his head, and what he came up with wasn't at all pleasant. To steal the ball back was impossible, not with every member of the opposing team making a human shield around their captain. The only option was to somehow keep the ball from entering the goal long enough for him to dive in and kick it to another location on the field.
Which meant that Kaori was his only hope of winning the game.
'What did I ever do to deserve this?'
"Hey! Kaori-chan!" Conan called.
Kaori stopped running away and glanced in the direction of whoever was calling her name.
"Kaori-chan! You have to stop running away!" Conan yelled.
"But-but I might get hit!" Kaori panicked.
"That's the point! You're the goalie! You're supposed to hit the ball!"
"But I'm scared!" Kaori wailed.
"You can at least try!" yelled Conan, who was beginning to get very aggravated.
"But I don't want- YEEEEK!" She ducked, allowing another ball to go into the net.
Conan saw his chance. "Now! Now! Get the ball before it rolls away!"
Kaori didn't move, preferring to stay low and keep her eyes close. Conan ground his teeth together as Shiba retrieved the ball with ease.
"NOW LOOK HERE!" Conan growled, stomping up to the whimpering goalie. "You have to at least TRY! Or else Shiba will win, and it will be your fault! Do you hear me?"
Kaori sniffed.
"The whole class will be mad at you! Do you want that to happen? Do you?"
Kaori's eyes began to water.
"I'm trying to help you here, but how can I do that when you won't at least TRY!?"
Kaori burst into tears.
Conan slapped his forehead both physically and mentally. 'Damn. Forgot these were kids.'
After a brief scolding by the teacher ("Don't bully your classmates!"), Conan was put in time-out from the game for five minutes, and was forced to watch helplessly as Shiba's team made goal after goal.
Meanwhile, Kaori was still quite upset, but this time in a different way. 'Hmph! He didn't have to be so mean! Just because he's good at soccer doesn't mean he has the right to tell me what to do!'
Her thoughts were interrupted by a whistle blow by the teacher. The five minutes were up, and Conan was allowed the reenter the game, receiving loud cheers from his teammates. However, they were still helpless and no matter how much he tried, Conan couldn't come up with a decent strategy. He looked forlornly in Kaori's direction.
To which she sniffed and threw back a pretty menacing glare for such a young girl. But soon her attention was diverted from another kick from Shiba, and the soccer ball sped in her direction again. She was about to duck when, seeing Conan from the corner of her eye, she stood up straight with a huff. 'I'll show him!'
She kicked. And a very pathetic kick it was, but enough to send the ball veering off course.
Conan saw his chance. He dived, and caught the ball with his foot at the last second. Shiba dived also, and just before the ball could be taken away, Conan kicked it across the field to Genta and Mitsuhiko. The rest was simple: since most of Shiba's team was crowded around Kaori's goal, there was no one to keep Genta from scoring multiple times in a row, bringing the score up to a tie.
Genta's team cheered. Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi gave each other high fives. Shiba stomped his foot, effectively leaving a giant footprint in the dirt. And Kaori slumped down to the ground, breathing heavily. A few feet from where she sat, Conan was also breathing heavily. To Kaori's surprise, he flashed her a smile.
"Hey, nice try!" Conan called, before he dashed off to the action.
To which Kaori-chan blushed.
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The rest of the game went on as it did in the beginning; Genta's team was in the lead again. To avoid a slip-up like the one before, Conan kept a far distance from Haibara as possible, which wasn't hard considering she was mostly standing near the sidelines, yawning.
But gym class was soon coming to an end, and Shiba grew desperate. In no time it became a showdown between him and Genta, both trying to keep the ball from each other's grasp, and Conan scoring against Shiba's team whenever the ball rolled a safe distance away.
Unfortunately, just when there was only ten seconds left in the game, the ball rolled to the sidelines, or more precisely, in Haibara's direction. As it came to a stop at her feet, Conan gasped and went running in her direction.
Haibara blinked. She looked at Conan coming toward her, she looked at the ball, and she looked at Genta's goalpost. She kicked it into Shiba's goal.
"Gooaaaal!"
Conan slid to a stop in front of her and gaped. "You-you scored against your own team!"
Haibara just smiled. "Let's just say I turned traitor."
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Me: Aaarrggghhhh, Haibara! Thanks to you, I had to move this story up to PG! And Conan, your cursing didn't exactly help either! (sigh) I was hoping this would be a cute, family-friendly story.
Haibara: (snicker)
Conan: By the way, Haibara. You, umm, didn't really mean what you said, did you?
Haibara: That. is a secret.
Conan: O_o