Wind of Purple Nights

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Chapter Two

Shuuichi simply stood there, his wide with surprise. He hadn't noticed Hiei there, nor had he expected to see him here just yet. May be he should have thought of it, considering that Hiei was always very dedicated to the soccer team. It almost upset him that he was doing so bad, especially with Hiei watching. Maybe the older boy had been right in saying he was being a show off. Perhaps all these efforts he was making to try and get himself noticed by Hiei were really like that of a somebody who liked to show off. He really didn't want to seem like he wanted to,all he wanted to do was not seem like a useless to Hiei. Maybe it was all useless. It could simply be possible he'd never appeal to Hiei in any way. Why should he act like he wanted to play a sport when he really didn't want to.

The truth was, although Shuuichi's original attempts at joining the soccer team had solely been for Hiei and that only, he had grown quite attached to the sport-- even if he knew that he wasn't talented at the sport, and was willing to admit it to himself. He herd Hiei mutter something under his breath, his ears barely managed to catch the quiet, yet annoyed and negative tone.

"Stupid kid, you'll never make it!" Shuuichi's eyes narrowed in a determined way. He wasn't a kid, for heavens sake, Hiei was only three years older than him. There was no way that he'd stop from trying to make this soccer team, and even if Hiei didn't appreciate his efforts to try, he just had to do it. It wasn't only just to try and get acquainted with the boy of his dreams, but also to sate a secret, unspoken desire in his heart to find a place to fit in. He'd come to this boarding school as a happy person, but he hadn't ever had many friends. He'd only had Botan and his mother as true friends, because of Hiei, he'd always went to the school's soccer games, and he'd seem how the team had fun together. They were like a family-- helping each other, laughing together, even Hiei would talk to the members of his team. Shuuichi wanted, no-- longed for people like that to be around. After all, he'd always been the smart one, the quiet boy who sat in the corner, the outcast. Although there had been any girls who had a crush on him for his attractive looks, but they had no desire to know him, and neither had Shuuichi for that matter.

They looked at each other for one moment, and then Hiei went to sit down, burying his nose in his book with an annoyed snort. Shuuichi shrugged it off and went back to practicing. He just had to make this team. He pushed himself harder with this practice. Other boys began to file onto the field slowly. Although Shuuichi wanted to continue practicing, he didn't want the boys to really see how bad he was until he gave his best shots on it for tryouts. Maybe he would luck out and not make a fool of himself in front of Hiei and the entire team.

He sat down on the bleachers where most of the other boy's had gathered in a small huddle. He counted the players in his head. There were only three new people here. It was him, a thin and lanky boy, looking nervous while biting his fingernails, and another confident looking boy. Shuuichi had to admit, this boy looked like he'd be the one who had the most chances of making it. But what made Shuuichi a tiny bit more confident was that the team needed two more players, that was the number they needed to have in order to meet district regulations. Perhaps he had a chance, although Shuuichi highly doubted it, since he had really never had too much luck when it came to sports. A boy turned to him, obviously trying to be friendly,

"Hello, what's your name. I'm Okui Yuusuke. What'd your name." he smiled blinked, waiting for the redhead's answer. Shuuichi was happy someone talked to him. It was rare to see a complete stranger come up to him and greet him.

Kurama

"I'm Koizumi Shuuichi. It's nice to meet you, Okui-san." he bowed politely. A voice spoke up over them.

"Now, please boys, I want you to quiet down please. For those of you who tried out last year know how I get when I get angry." all heads snapped to the man in front. Shuuichi cocked his head at him curiously. The man wore long pants and a white shirt in the style of a something that resembled a tunic. His hair was the oddest color of silver-white. Shuuichi almost felt himself laughing out loud at the fake fox ears and fox tail he wore. Yuusuke whispered next to him,

"Don't worry about Kurama-san, he's odd and he claims he's the legendary king of thieves, but he's a good coach. He's funny too..." Kurama nodded absentmindedly as Kurama began talking about the procedure of things for the tryouts. Of course, the team members from last year didn't have to try out, but many of them wanted to meet their new teammates before the first practice. Some enjoyed seeing what everybody looked like playing out on the field. Kurama asked that they try and make it, he always needed people with experience to help the new people along.

"Now, I want for our participants to stand up," said Kurama. The two other boys and Shuuichi stood up, this made Kurama frown.

"Now, now.. people aren't as enthusiastic as they used to be. Only three people trying out this year? Mou... Well, boys, what we'll be doing tonight will be pretty basic, I want to see how many goals you can score in a moment, your kicking techniques, and then you'll team up with a team member to tr and score a goal against five other members. Now, can we have our three people come forward and try to score a goal. Yuusuke I want you to guard the goal and do your best to block their shots. Each person had three minutes to score as many goals as they go. Please give me your names before you're going to go, okay?"

Shuuichi walked up to Kurama nervously. He felt under pressure, the fear that he wouldn't do well lingered. He certainly didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Hiei, that was for sure. Oh gods, why the heck was he going through with this? "Name?" asked Kurama impatiently, tapping his foot to wait for Shuuichi's prolonged answer.

"Koizumi, Shuuichi," he said quietly, lowering his gaze and bowing politely. An impatient voice stopped him.

"You don't need to be formal, it makes you look stupid. It'd be a shame if you really are stupid too, because you give me the impression that you're quite intelligent." Shuuichi nodded quickly towards the goal, where another member of the team was standing. "You can go over there, I guess you can go first. Just try and get as many goals as you can. Please don't use a loser technique either, I'd rather you score a wimpy amount of goals rather than see a crappy technique on anyone's part. Lighten up, Shuuichi, you look like your life is going to depend upon this." Shuuichi jumped. Had the teacher just called him by his first name? What an odd teacher, you would almost never hear of such a thing. Maybe he was a teacher was from America. He had heard that many Americans didn't have much regard for politeness that the Japanese help high in their language. What an odd person.

Shuuichi sighed, there wasn't much else to do other than walk up to the goal and begin. It wasn't like he cared about this coach calling him by his first name, it had just stunned him, seeing as you never saw such a thing. Honorifics were a very large part of the Japanese language, and it was completely disregarding the language if you didn't use them. "Yuusuke, I want you to act as goalie for now, I don't want you going easy on anyone, but please don't guard as you would for an opponent. You're a very good goalie, but just keep it to a medium for now, alright?" Yuusuke nodded and walked out in front of the goal. Shuuichi felt relieved that it wasn't only he who was called by his first name by this coach. Otherwise, he would have been quite frightened by it.

He did his best to do as the coach had asked. He minded his technique a lot more than usual, and in his opinion, luck was certainly on his side. He followed the ball fairly well without faltering, only tripping once. Although Kurama felt slightly embarrassed with each move he attempter, he had to admit that he could have done a lot worse than what he was doing now.

There was one problem though. Yuusuke kept blocking his shots. Kurama grew more desperate each time he followed the ball back and then kicked it again, a faulty attempt to try and score at least one goal before the time was up. Yuusuke threw the ball back to him he managed to hit the ball halfway across the length of of the playing field.

He ran quickly after it, and with a swift kick, the ball whizzed threw the air, right past Yuusuke and into the goal. To be truthful, Yuusuke was quite stunned, he hadn't seen what was coming, the way the redhead moved. Had Yuusuke not Kurama wasn't that fair of a player from simple observation, he would've thought that move measured up to that of someone who'd been playing for many years. Even Kurama was astounded at how fast he had been at scoring that goal, surprised at how fast he had reacted and then carried the ball across the field. He heard Kurama's whistle blow, signaling the end of his time. He still didn't expect to make it, you didn't make teams on luck alone. You needed skill for it, and that was something Kurama severely lacked on this field.

As he walked back to the stands to wait for the other two people to finish the first part of their tryout, he glanced over at Hiei. Shuuichi felt a pang of sadness. Hiei hadn't seen, his nose was buried in that book of his, as usual. What would it take to prove himself to Hiei? Or at least, make Hiei see that he wasn't a worthless show-off? He looked back over to Yuusuke, who smiled reassuringly and gave him a thumbs-up. He could tell the boy was just trying to be nice, because even Yuusuke would know that his technique was rough, lacking skill and experience. He sighed and sat back down.

He watched the other two go about their way of scoring goals, only half aware of his surroundings. He was surprised to see that the nervous looking boy scored no goals. However, the other boy did very well. Within five seconds of watching him, he knew that this boy would make the team for sure. His technique was near perfect, and he ran really fast. After two minutes, He had managed to score fifteen shots, the ball whizzing endlessly past the now confused boy's shoulders. Even Kurama blew the whistle well before the boy's time was up, telling him that what he ha done was already enough. Shuuichi sighed in a discouraged manner.

"Good job, guys. Now, I'll pair you up with two other team members. I want you to try and score a goal against the five other members against you. Remember basic passing drills and such, they should help you. Yuusuke and Hiei, I want you to team up with each person trying out. Shuuichi, you'll go first. For our five opponents, I want Nanashi, Hiroto, Taro, Taisuke, and Kenji." Shuuichi practically fainted at this. Hiei wouldn't want to be on a team with him. Not that he was quite excited about it, but it wasn't like he'd expect for Hiei to cooperate. They filed neatly onto the field, facing off. Hiei and Yuusuke were a lot faster than he was. He had to stain himself to keep up with their brisk-looking pace. They didn't look the least bit bothered by the speed that they were running at.

He just watched as they passed the ball to each other, concentrating on the field ahead of them while occasionally looking down to pass the ball to the other. Hiei rolled his eyes and passed the ball to Shuuichi. Naturally, the redhead had not been expecting it, but he managed to get control of the ball within a few seconds, thankfully. Hiei looked a bit surprised at this, yet the emotionless look on his face remained undisturbed for the most part.

Two other boys surrounded him. With only a seconds hesitation, he passed to Hiei again, the ball whizzing between somebody's legs and rolling in Hiei's direction. Luckily enough, the one player guarding Hiei missed his ball. The one of the players immediately abandoned him to go chase after the running black blur. Another boy ran off to help guard the goal. The whole team knew Hiei. He generally liked to distract people with fancy passes and then go in to score a goal. His kicks were practically unstoppable, so they knew reacted by gathering near the goal. Large numbers of people working together were often one of the only things that could stop those incredible kicks.

Shuuichi ran after them quickly. He was really happy right now that Hiei had kicked the ball to him. It was unbelievable how fun this could be when you were playing with other people. He didn't think he'd had so much fun in his life, it made him feel so free and happy. To his surprise, Hiei passed to him again. It was so unexpected for the entire team, they just stood there dumbly. It must've been thirty seconds before Shuuichi actually kicked, anyone could have stopped him. But the other boys hadn't ever seen him pass to someone when he could have so easily scored a goal that t had brought quite a severe shock to their systems.

Shuuichi tripped at the same moment he kicked the ball and he fell flat on his face. He gave a happy sigh. Never before, had he been so happy about something he did, even while his entire body ached, and his breath was so short that his lungs ached. Hiei had passed to him. Never had he thought that Hiei would look in his direction, much less, pass a soccer ball to him. It made him almost want to melt inside. Maybe he would have a chance with Hiei after all. He felt someone kick him in the side. It was enough to bring him out of his thoughts and back to reality, not enough to hurt him though. He looked up at Hiei's face, taking a while to figure out that he should really stand up.

"Idiot," he heard Hiei mutter. He looked at Hiei's face for one moment and then turned to walk back to the bleachers, blushing furiously. He sat back and watched the next boy, who surprisingly broke into tears,

"I don't want to join this soccer team, I'm not even good at soccer! For gods' sakes, she made me do it. I wanted to join chess club!" He was muttering about how much he sucked at sports while the entire team stared, not saying anything. Kurama smirked and bent down whispering something in his ear. The boy smiled immediately,

"You'd really tell her that?" he asked excitedly. Kurama nodded without much emotion. He smiled and shook Kurama's hand, walking off without any sign of a farewell. With that, Kurama turned to the team.

"Well, I suppose that we don't really need to do these tryouts now. I need to get two more people on this team, by district requirements, and seeing as there are only two of you left, I mind as well just admit you to this team. You did a good job anyways." Shuuichi felt ecstatic. although his calm demeanor showed the utmost indifference, he was secretly doing a victory dance in his head. He had lucked out in a huge way,. This was probably the best day in his life. Not only did THE Yasuda, Hiei pass the ball to him, but he also

"Practice is twice a day, five days a week. Of course, we don't meet on holidays. Practices are on Saturdays, Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. Yes, that means we start tomorrow. These practices will be in the morning from seven until eight thirty, and our evening practice will be from five to seen. Our games are to be announce. Now, get some sleep everyone, so you're well rested for tomorrow's practice.

With that, all he boys started heading for their dormitories. Yuusuke smiled big and gave him a thumbs up, which he redhead took as his way of saying congratulations. He waved and headed in the direction Hiei was walking in, hoping to strike up a conversation.

"Hey Hiei! Thanks for passing to me today! I'm excited that I get to be on the soccer team with you!" He heard Hiei snort distinctly. Maybe he shouldn't have come up to him and tried to strike up a conversation

"Heh. The only reason that I passed to you was because I felt sorry for you. Don't think that you're special. As for you making the team, it was only dumb luck that Kurama-san was desperate enough to let you on the team. He wouldn't generally let scum like you around his team, but I suppose that this team member minimum has made him pathetically desperate." Kurama said nothing, staring down at the ground. Did Hiei really think he was scum? When they reached Hiei's dormitory door, Hiei walked in and slammed the door in Shuuichi's face, not caring to offer any farewell. Shuuichi sighed sadly. Well, he mind as well get back to his own room. He had a mountain load of homework to do anyways.

Me: Well, There you are, I have done Chapter Two. It's a little early, but I don't even want to bother posting on a school night.