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Chapter 13 : Let's go home
And so the game continued….
Seiji realized that he had been wrong. He had thought that footsol would have been easy, he had thought that being the GK wouldn't have been so hard, Well…it turned out to be another way. If they were playing football, the field was going to be much much bigger, there would be more space, therefore, it would take a while to run from one goal to another. Since they were playing footsol, it was completely opposite because the field was much much smaller, it didn't take them long to run to his goal.
" Eyes open, Look at the game, Move quickly," he kept telling himself Hikaru's suggestion. Then the boy with a blue and white baseball cap kicked the ball to his right, he hastily reached out to catch the ball. Finally he did it! He had just caught and stopped the ball!
" Now, we're talking," Subaza smirked, " Kick it to Mizuno,"
The pro followed the order, although it wasn't a good kick but hey! He was the GK! He didn't have to be a good-kicker, right?
Then the game went on.
Seiji didn't know how long it had been since the last time he had played a real sport. Go isn't a sport, it's an intellectual game, not a real sport that requires a physical activity. Since when? High school? No, I was about to take the Pro exam back then, I always skipped the gym class…. Junior high? The silver-haired pro wondered as he moved to the left post. Damn you, Dad, if you had let me take the exam since I was 15, if you hadn't forced me to continue my studies, he jumped into the air and caught the ball, If I hadn't been a pro at 18, I would have been the Honinbo by now! He threw the ball with all his force to Hikaru.
" Nice! Seiji-san, Guys, let's go!" the left-wing blond shouted.
The older pro didn't angry anymore, right now he forgot everything and focused on the game only. His eyes were on the ball, he tried his best to play his part. He jumped to the left, he jumped to the right, he jumped into the air. Although the goal wasn't that big and the game didn't take that long but for a man who hadn't played a real sport for 12 years, it was quite a hard work.
Arrz, I'm so damn tired out, I can't breathe fast enough, I need some air. Panting, gasping for air, he prayed . God, Please! Kill me now!
" Shoot! Hiroshi! It's the last shoot!" One of the boys in the opposite team yelled. He was right, it would be their last chance since the time was up. The boy named Hiroshi made the last shoot, the ball flied over his head, Seiji instinctively jumped backward trying to catch the ball and then…
Bash! He caught it but he hit his back against the post very hard!
" Arrz! Damn it!" Cleching his teeth in pain, he cursed.
" Time's up! Team Kaza and the gangs wins by 10-3!" someone declared.
" Hurey!" the team was hugging in the middle of the field except the GK.
" How's your back, Seiji-san?" Running back to check out on his friend, Hikaru asked in worry, " Are you okay?"
" Do I look Okay?" Are you blind? How can I be Okay! The 10 Dans asked back piercingly with a terrible backache.
" Let me," Hikaru took Seiji's arm and put it around his slim shoulder, the silver-haired pro was a bit off guard by the action, " You can lean on me, I'll support you,"
A pair of lifeless grey eyes was widened by surprise, the Jyudan wondered if anyone had ever carried him, helping him, being his support when he didn't get drunk before? …The answer was No, never.
" Good job, Seiji-san," said Kaza.
" Yes, good job, right?" Mizuno urged Subaza with his elbow.
" Well, Seems that he's a masochist, he enjoys the pain, he likes to be scolded," Smirking annoyingly, the center back commented.
" You! Little..! Arrz!" My back! My back!
" I'll think I should take him home now, Bye, guys, Thanks for today," Hikaru cut in as Kaza handed him Seiji's jacket and the tie, " Let's go, Seiji-san" he slowly carried his incapable friend to the gate. Before they were out of sight…
" Hey!" the red-haired boy shouted, " If you wanna play again, you're welcome here, Old man,"
" I'm not old!" the 27-year-old pro yelled back angrily.
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" I'm glad to see you enjoy the game," Still carrying his friend, Hikaru spoke up.
" Enjoy? Enjoy?" the worn-out man snorted, " Look at me, I look like shit! I'm all wet! My hair looks horrible! I'm so damn exhausted, I can't even stand on my feet by myself! My back hurts too!" he blew out wildly. Thank god that no one see me now.
"…Hmm, Still, I know you like it," Ignoring his friend's word, the blond knew he was right.
" Me? Like it? Are you insane? What makes you think that! I'm not a sport type, I hate sport, Why do you think I become a Go player?"
" So, you didn't enjoy the game?"
" No!"
" Said by the GK who guards the goal until the last minute and hurts his back," the cunning boy noted airily.
" You!" Seiji wanted to say something back but he couldn't.
" Admit it, you did enjoy the game, it's good, isn't it? Sometimes we should do something without Go related…Just let the brain rest and let the body work,"
Well…
" I saw you while you were playing, you seemed to enjoy throwing the ball at me," the young pro laughed softly.
As much as the smug man hated to accept it…he knew that his understanding friend was right. He had forgotten about Go for a while, it was kinda…nice. Jumping to the left, jumping to the right, feeling the heart pumping blood and adrenaline through the body, he did feel good to put his anger and all problems into the poor ball and throw it away.
" See? I've told you," the naughty boy sniggered, " You know, now it's the part that you'll say ' Thank you, Hikaru, I really have a good time,"
Cocky moron! I won't let you win so easily! " Not in this life,"
" What a mealy-mouthed man," the boy murmured quietly but not quiet enough…
" What!" the grumpy pro cried out, Damn you! Ah! This place," My condominium is just around the corner, I can go there by myself,"
" I'll take you there," the stubborn blond insisted.
" Don't treat me like a freak'in weak girl!" Seiji burst out.
" No, you're far from that, believe me," the 1 Dan commented calmly, If you were, it would have been much better. " You're like a freak'in paranoid girl," he smirked evilly.
" What?"
" Where's your condo anyway?" he looked around.
" We're standing in front of it!" Hikaru looked at a tall luxurious building in front of them.
The easy-going boy whistled, " Cool, let's go,"
At this point he's not going to listen to me anymore, God! He's so damn stubborn! " Umm,"
A/N : Now we gonna know what's Ogata-Sensei's place looks like!
A couple days ago, I got an e-mail from a fan...which really shakes my confidence. ( But I do thank her for being honest with me ) She points out some weak point in my writing. She said I always focused on minor stuff...I've never noticed that until she spoke up...Well, I think it's true. I like writing about many small stuff...you know, it's just like putting jigsaws together. I like writing about small stuff that lead to...sth bigger. I'm sorry, if you guys don't like it too..but it's my style, I can't change that. She also said that I didn't have a plot...That's the one that shakes my confidence. My fics don't have a plot?
catey : Well, I know he's not a sport type, that's why I made him play as GK.
