Okay, the third chapter is mainly going to be filler/exposition.
A lot of this isn't going to make sense yet and I am in no means an expert in injuries.
Many characters are going to be OOC in this AU but if you think I'm taking things too far or think they'd react to something in a different way please correct me. Constructive Criticism is allowed, but not insults.
Try and guess who Taiyou met that changed his view on soccer (Hint: It isn't Beta).
Disclaimer: I do not own Inazuma Eleven, Level 5 do. (which is probably for the best, because if I did own Inazuma Eleven then evil companies, and Kageyama Reiji would take centre stage and life would be miserable)
When he asks what happened he gets a vague answer in return.
'You fell from a tree, sweetie' His Mom tearfully tells him. Kirino leaves it at that, but... but he's confused. He can't remember, not his name, not his family, not his life but it feels... wrong. He tries to ignore it but it sometimes it eats at his heart and gives him headaches.
His life is mainly spent in the hospital, because after the accident he had gotten internal bleeding several times and was too unstable to live a 'normal life'. He supposed that this was normal now. Whilst Taiyou heralded the day he could leave this 'Stupid white prison' as he was fond of repeating Kirino worried about his leaving date. The hospital was all he knew. The weird family he had made in it the only one he remembered.
And it was a family, he reflected, carefully slipping from his bed. Even if Yuuichi and Kirino held it up and were the only ones who loved soccer, even if Kyousuke was with Fifth Sector, or if Tenma could go from a sullen mute to raging screams in two minutes or Taiyou could spend entire hours crying. They all held each other up.
Having finished changing and brushing his teeth Kirino slipped out of his room, holding his soccer ball at the hip and into the white hallway, not empty enough to make him feel alone but at the same time not bustling with doctors. Ordinarily he would head outside for his own soccer practice, much to the annoyance of everyone around him, or he would go to chat with one of the boys– but not the boy with the short brown hair, who crept around the hospital like a forlorn ghost and ran away from, well, anyone who tried to walk to him. There was an unspoken rule to leave him alone, but he often walked around with such a despondent expression that Kirino's heart felt like ripping whenever he saw him.
Nobody knew who the boy was, but the 'Upset Boy', as gleefully nicknamed by Taiyou, had been around since Kirino had come, according to Nurse Fuuyuka. Kirino wondered if that was a coincidence or something else. The boy reminded him of something, but what? Kirino didnt know, and it hurt his mind both physically and mentally.
Kirino hesitated outside Taiyou's room, and looked in. Nurse Fuuyuka was scolding the orange-haired boy.
What has he done this time? Kirino wondered, amused. Then the smile dipped off his face as he looked closer. Taiyou was gripping the sheets in a vice-grip. He was deathly white, and there were tears in his eyes. Kirino wasn't a stranger to Taiyou crying... but it was literally 8 in the morning. And this... this looked different. Kirino knew it with a ghostly certaincy.
Something's wrong. Something's seriously wrong.
Nurse Fuuyuka walked out, looking tired and off-put. 'Kirino?' She asked startled. Just as Kirino opened his mouth she went again, more firmly.
'Its eight in the morning. Why are you out of your ward?'
Oh yeah, Kirino remembered stupidly.
'What did Taiyou do?' he asked instead, diverting the conversation. The Nurse sighed, and Kirino felt bad. Nurse Fuuyuka was honestly far too kind to deal with the wildstorm that is them.
'Well, first of all he snuck out of his room when I was giving Matsukaze his meds– at half seven nonetheless. And then, he came out of the storage room in tears. He won't tell me what's happened either'
Weird, Kirino thought. He had been in the hospital for seven years and the storage room had always been locked.
Nurse Fuuyuka looked at the clock and winced. 'I need to go to another patient. Kirino, if its okay–'
'Sure, Sure' Kirino agreed readily, his curiosity getting piped. He watched Nurse Fuuyuka walk off– and looking back into the room
Matsukaze was gone, most likely to the gardens. Taiyou was glaring at the floor as if it had asked him to play soccer.
'Taiyou' Kirino started firmly.
'What Mum?' Taiyou snapped, and Kirino pursed his lips and walked in, firmly shutting the door behind him and sitting on the bed.
'We'll be here a long time if you don't start talking'.
'Yuuichi will come so we can go to the gardens'
'Yuuichi comes at ten. It's Eight. Have you had breakfast?'
'Have you?
'No'
'Neither have i'
'Why not?'
'Because Mum I got held up'
'Why? What happened?'
Silence. Kirino fought the urge to sigh and flop against the bed.
'Taiyou.'
No answer.
'Taiyou. Taiyou. Tai–'
'Shut up!'
Satisfaction flooded into Kirino. On the orange haired boy's bad days it was easy to rile him up. He'd either be screaming, throwing books or pillows at anyone who came near or curled up crying, and Kirino had learnt that you never made fun of him for it. Luckily for Kirino, the boy looked as if it was the latter today. Kirino lay across the bed and looked up, at the ceiling. The silence lasted for half an hour, not that Kirino was'nt expecting it. They were both very stubborn.
And then:
'I met someone. Two someone's. And one of them told me something'
What?
It was a start. Kirino stayed silent. If Taiyou would continue today, then he would. Another half an hour of silence passed. Taiyou was'nt trembling any more but he was still hunched up and pale. The hospital was coming alive with the noises of daily life, and the sun was bright outside. He could hear birds singing, children laughing. Good noises. Kirino wondered if he should mourn his lost soccer practice.
'Kirino, Taiyou are you coming for breakfast?' the gentle voice normally would be a relief to Kirino. Now he sat up and glared at the startled, navy haired boy. Taiyou snarled at nobody in particular. Yuuichi blinked and Kyousuke behind him rolled his amber eyes and a rare hatred flared in Kirino.
'Keep on rolling your eyes and you might find a brain in there' he snapped– and Taiyou snorted with laughter in astonishment. Kyousuke turned red and puffed up like a puffer fish. Yuuichi, sensing a storm, smiled gently.
'Everyone calm down. There's no need to be angry'
It only worked on his brother. Taiyou's mood soured again and he stalked out, ramming his shoulder into Kyousuke, who shoved the smaller boy away from him. Kirino flung himself up and grabbed both of them.
'Don't fight' he commanded, gently pushing Taiyou away from the gold-eyed-boy. He didn't need to glare at him, since Yuuichi was already doing that.
Kirino hesitated– then he sighed and walked off, to the gardens. His stomach was far too tense for breakfast.
The spot he always went to was secluded and out of any window's seeing view. He had been told over and over that it was dangerous, and if he fell, hit his head he would fall unconscious and nobody would be around to help. But Kirino was careful. He always had been. He was'nt reckless.
Kirino kicked the ball high, caught it on his chest and then made it fly against a tree, back and forth. There wasnt much to do, but his didnt mind much. Time slipped away when you played with the ball.
Kirino, for once, was scared. What had Taiyou been told that had terrified him so? Who did he meet? A Doctor? A surgeon? Or– hopefully not– someone from Fifth Sector? Taiyou had confided in Kirino about his uncertainty in joining them.
Kirino shouldn't be worrying. It was most likely nothing. But the anxiety ate at him until he felt like someone was choking him, his kicks grew sloppier and messier.
It would've been like other days. Kirino should've calmed down, forgotten about it. simple. But that didn't happen.
The ball slipped from his Leg, bounced off the tree full force and flew right into Kirino's face, pummeling him into the ground.
With a shaky laugh Kirino lay there for a moment, stunned. The laugh was his. The sudden scream though, wasnt. It made him flinch, his body started trembling.
His head was ringing, the world blurred for a moment but he easily saw the blur of greyish-brown racing into his pherphial vision. His ears were ringing.
The Brown haired boy who floated across the hospital, Upset-Boy, was kneeling over Kirino, his face a panicked blur.
'Kirino? Kirino!'
How does he know my name?
'oh god, not again, Help! Someone help!'
Again? What does he mean again? Who is he?
Kirino's head was ringing. What was happening? The blurs intensified – then the world darkened.
She's laughing at two children. Kirino's stomach burns in anger and he screams at her, but she only laughs harder.
When Kirino came around, he was in his room, in a hospital bed. He felt hot and cold at the same time. His head wasn't ringing anymore, but his hands were shaking and he felt sickeningly exhausted.
What the heck?
What was that? A dream? Or... A memory? His breath caught at the thought. Teal hair, burning anger, soccer, soccer.. What the heck, what the heck?
He was starting to get a headache. Kirino felt scared. Even so, he painfully sat himself up. Come to think of it, he was starving. His room was darkened, but the clock read half three.
'Are you okay?' The quiet voice snapped him out of his daydream, and Kirino looked at the boy sitting near his bed. His face was red, and he looked as if he had been crying. Dark crimson looked at Kirino's teal eyes hesitantly, then away, as if scared.
And now the Upset-Boy's talking. What is happening?
Kirino hesitated, then nodded. He was'nt okay, not really but he was okay for now. The Brunet nodded, wringing his hands. The silence was thick and heady, the heart rate monitor beeping steadily.
'I'm Kirino' he blurted out suddenly. The boy blinked and Kirino felt like facepalming. Idiot.
'Um. I know'
Kirino smiled at him, wondering. 'Well. Kirino Ranmaru. It's good to meet you...'
The boy hesitated, looking panicked, but he spoke, just as the door busted open and Kirino's parents and a nurse came in.
'Shindou. Shindou Takuto. It's nice to meet you too'
The furious brunette weaved in and out of the El Dorado workers, raced through and hallways and came to a screech infront of the huge doors to the main room.
'And, of course' the subtlety of these idiots is something else entirely' She thought to herself viciously.
She needed to calm down. She had seen what being angry would do, and it wouldn't work. Just calm down Kinako.
She strode into the room with as much authority as her thirteen-year-old-body could muster, and felt both relieved and unnerved when all eyes in the room came to her. Whatever. She would deal with it.
'Nanobana Kinako.' Toudou Heikichi stated, calmly. Worry ate into Kinako, which she pushed away. There was no time for her fear, she needed to be brave, polite, reasonable.
'Toudou-Sama, the future is shattered. What exactly did you do?'
Well that worked. Nice one.
The words came out of her in a fierce storm. That was good as well though, fierce was better than meek. She was at a disadvantage.
The man tilted his head up high. 'It was necessary. Soccer is almost eliminated. And so is Feida'
'You've seen the alternate timeline' she insisted. 'you know that there is a better way'
'This way is surer. Safer and quicker. Do you want your son to go through that?'
Her son. Not born yet, and Kinako wondered if he even would be born. It was dangerous for her to be here, she wasn't stupid. But she had seen the alternate timeline and her heart yearned for her future son, the friends that both of them would make and the memories, the joy...
Kinako hesitated. Her plan was wild, risky. And its the only one I have. But she knew that this was wrong. She had seen her friends in the hospital, seen their injuries. Asurei would have to make his own choice, as she was.
'No' she finally stated, feigning defeat.
'I want Fei to be safe, and peace. That's all I want'
'Then it has to be this way.'
Kinako hesitated again, wondering, scared. She nodded, now sure of what she had to do.
She walked out, ignored their stares and quiet murmurs, mind made up. She would go to the past, in secret.
Contrary to popular belief, Nanobana Kinako was not stupid. She was stubborn and fierce, headstrong and overprotective. Fei would be born a Second Stage Child, something that El Dorado could not have. After seeing what they would do to prevent the world from falling into their hands she understood what they would do to Fei.
That is, if he or his mother was around.
Kinako had to race to the past more than anything, not just to save her friends and soccer, and set the timeline right, but, because if she stayed... then she had no doubt that El Dorado would eliminate her to diminish the threat that her future child would bring to the world.
Chapter 2 is done. I hope I've gotten their personalities correct, and yes, while the Second Stage Children aren't going to be angels, El Dorado are going to be the main villains here. Timelines are a messy thing so this is going to be complicated.
I'm not going to ask for reviews or likes, because my main point of writing was to write how I'd expect Inazuma Eleven GO to be written out and see how things go. Everyone stay safe and have a good day!
--ScarlettEnvy26