Previously on Hemophobia
"What a block! It's a clash of keshins"
"It's risen high! Whose ball will it be?"
Both players jumped to take the ball but were interrupted as Tenma came between them, a burst of energy forcefully making the two users fall on the field, their keshins disappearing.
"That's enough both of you," he said, authority dripping off his voice.
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As soon as he said those words, both Keshins disappeared.
"Isn't the information you've acquired here enough?" he said glaring fiercely at the man who then said: "T...the match ends here. We're withdrawing."
"Are you running away?" Shindou shouted furiously looking exhausted.
"Running?" he smirked "Who knows," he said looking at the brunet with an interested gaze.
Tsurugi kicked the ball high, out of the field and the team walked away.
"The Black Knights are leaving the match incomplete."
Tenma walked towards the captain as he saw he was breathing heavily and caught him before he could faint on the ground. He touched his forehead with his index finger.
"How is he?" Kudou asked the brunet
"He'll be alright. Maestro wasn't supposed to force himself out," he said looking uninterested at the other players shouting the captain's surname before handing the exhausted teen to the Coach, watching as he walked away to the infirmary with a pink-haired boy next to him.
'Though, he has always been like that.' he sighed and walked away from the field going to change his clothes and avoiding everyone's gaze on him.
"Hmmm, things might get really lively this year. Wouldn't you say so too, Akane?" said a girl with long vermillion hair from the spectator's seat.
"I got lots of pics of Shin-sama" the aforementioned girl with long chestnut hair replied with a content smile.
"That's all you think about," the vermillion haired girl said signing amused.
In the Holy Throne room
A man stood in a room in front of a hologram. He seemed to be talking to a man that was seated on a throne. The room had was not illuminated by any light and it would be dark if not for the hologram of the Earth and some strange yellow things around it.
"Reports from Kuroki of the Black Knights: they've spotted a user at Raimon Jr. High"
In the Infirmary
Shindou opened suddenly opened his eyes as he lay on the bed getting the attention of the worried boy beside him.
"Kirino," he said raising his head a bit to see the boy.
"You okay?" Kirino asked him.
"What happened?" Shindou said looking at the ceiling of the room confused.
"You don't remember? You brought out a Keshin" the pink-headed replied.
"I did?"
"That's the first time I've seen you make such a scary face. You must've really had it for that Tsurugi guy" Kirino said looking at the wavy-haired boy.
"Anyways, what happened with that brunet?" he asked looking at Shindou curiously.
"I don't know how to explain it but, he started accusing me of not being strong enough to protect my team and something inside me didn't want him to be disappointed in me. I wanted to regain his respect like I already had it before."
Where that had come from, Shindou had no idea.
A wavy-haired young musician stood in front of a throne smiling fondly at the figure seated on it.
"So, my Lord what should I play for you this time?" he said smirking at him
"I've already told you to stop calling me that. You're my friend and I don't like feeling superior to other people. And you know I love playing my favourite with you" he said cheerfully walking to the grand piano taking a violin.
The feeling the musician had when he was with the King was an indescribable one only both of them understood. And it became even better when Lancelot was with them.
It was like they were a machine unable to work if they weren't together.
Shindou suddenly shook his head in shock.
'Where had that come from?' he thought
"Shindou, is everything alright?" Kirino asked, looking worriedly at his friend
"Y...yes. Everything's alright. Where are the others?"
"They're cleaning up the old club room. It got ruined remember?"
As he heard that, he quickly jumped up only to be stopped by Kirino: "Don't push yourself. You still need to rest."
"I'm the captain! If I don't do these things, who will?" he said, looking fiercely at the sympathetic look in the sky blue eyes staring at him.
"You take on way too much responsibility," Kirino said
"Gather everyone together! Immediately!" Shindou stated stubbornly.
The president's office
"So you really are a Seed from Fifth Sector," the thick-eye browed man said with his everlasting frown on his face. "And under the Holy Emperor's will, you're here to keep an eye on Raimon."
"Yeah," the navy-haired boy replied
"Was the plan to overtake the soccer club altered by that Keshin?" he asked, frowning more if that was possible.
"It means they still have a use for them."
"Oh, about Coach Kudou," the principal started but got interrupted with one murderous glare by one sweet Tsurugi. And with a nervous tone, he continued "Did the Black Knights come for his removal?"
"My top priority mission is the observation of Keshin users and the Kudou's removal." the seed replied.
Hearing this, the principal sighed in relief, systemizing his glass for the umpteenth time.
"Kudou, huh? We've been trying to find a way to deal with that man as well." the chairman said, scowling even more.
At the soccer club entrance
"Tenma! Wait for me!" a young blue-haired girl shouted waving her hands while running towards the brunet with a worried expression.
"Aoi," Tenma stated with a nonchalant tone looking at the girl and the shorter boy next to her "What are you doing here?"
"A...are you feeling alright? I...I mean after all the stuff that happened this morning?" she asked nervously expecting one of the brunet's sarcastic remarks.
"Yeah," he muttered in a tone loud enough for the girl to hear.
"Anyways, I wanted you to meet Nishizono Shinsuke, he's here cause he wants to join the soccer club too," she said with a cheerful smile.
"Shinsuke, this is Matsukaze Tenma. I went to the same elementary school as Tenma. Though he only stayed for the first two years," she said smiling at the little boy unaware that Tenma's eyes narrowed at her as she mentioned the last sentence.
"It's nice to meet you Matsukaze-san," Shinsuke said politely.
"Just Tenma." the brunet responded "And nice to meet you too.
As they entered the soccer building, two figures were approaching the exit: the first one had an average height, fair skin. He had spiky blue hair with a yellow star piece accessory and black eyes. While the second was shorter, he had a green Mohawk and black eyes. They were from the second team.
"You're..." said the taller in shock when he saw Tenma.
"They're in the middle of some drama right now." the shorter boy said pointing to his left.
"What happened?" Aoi asked running towards them.
"If you want to join the club, you should quit while you're still ahead." the blue-haired boy stated
"The soccer club's finished by..." the shorter boy said completing the first's sentence but was cut short by Tenma (a/n: tried to make a pun there. I'm disappointed at myself.)
"Either you answer the question or you fuck off. It's your choice."
Both boys stood in silence and Tenma walked away, Aoi and Shinsuke immediately followed after him.
He walked through the door to find the team, first and second, fighting: "I'm not gonna keep playing soccer when the Fifth Sector has their eyes on us!" a voice said, or more like, it shouted.
"That first year, Tsurugi is pretty darn scary too," a boy with a long purplish-blue braided ponytail said in a nervous voice.
Shindou just sat down looking at the floor of the room like it was suddenly more interesting than anything the terrified second years were saying.
"The atmosphere here is terrible," Shinsuke mumbled
"Let's go already," the long purplish-blue braided ponytail guy said, a blue-haired boy with a yellow band, an emerald haired boy and a loose orange-haired boy following him.
"Hold up. Wait, wait." Hamano said hurriedly, trying to stop them. "You guys serious?"
"Hey!" Amagi said, blocking their exit.
"We're serious senpai," he said with an absolute convinced voice
"Are you just gonna let them go Shindou?" Kuramada all but shouted at him furiously. While Hayami, scared to death was looking at the angry boy.
"There's nothing I can do," he said with a resigned voice.
"But there has to be something" the black-haired boy insisted.
"Us too," Mizumori said raising his hand.
"You finally made it to the first team, and now you're quitting?" Amagi mumbled
"We're afraid of Fifth Sector." He has spiky beige haired boy replied.
"It'd look good on my school records if I stayed. Besides, I'm not personally into soccer that much." Mizumori said, looking at the boy beside him.
"How can you say that?!" Kuramada shouted at them undoubtedly making them piss their pants.
"Stop it Kuramada," Sangoku said successfully stopping the guy from punching them nine ways to Sunday.
"Mizumori, Kosaka. Thanks for all you've done for us" Shindou said, fake smiling.
All the second team turned around towards the exit.
"Cowards," Tenma muttered, "You're all fucking cowards."
"What did you just say?" the long purplish-blue braided ponytail guy said.
"I said, y'all are fucking cowards." the brunet said, looking at them straight in their eyes.
"Let them go," Shindou said, looking at him.
"As you can see, I'm not hindering them, I'm just stating facts here hoping their micro brain will be able to comprehend my grammar."
Mizumori suddenly grabbed Tenma's shirt not liking the way the new student was insulting them.
A pair of hands grabbed him by his shirt, slowly lifting him.
The fingers were moving towards his neck.
He couldn't breathe.
He trashed and trashed again until he was without strength.
The last thing he saw was a light alternating between red and blue and his teammates on the ground.
Lifeless.
He looked at the boy who still held his shirt, his scarred eye promising him a slow and painful death as it had hints of red.
And Tenma pushed Mizumori's grip away, giving three fast jabs on his chest and used a snap kick on him.
Everyone gasped as they saw Mizumori fly through the room. Thank goodness Shindou, Sangoku and Kirino were there to prevent him from falling on his head.
"What the hell Matsukaze!" Kurama shouted at the boy who was panting.
Tenma looked at him, glaring with bloody eyes.
"M...mother" he muttered wide-eyed.
"Ichino, get coach Kudou! And be fast" Shindou shouted at the boy who had sprinted hearing the first sentence.
Kudou was entering the building when Ichino suddenly ran out of the soccer building in front of him and stopped him, panting,
"Ichino-kun, what's wrong?" Haruna asked concerned.
"Matsukaze. H...he attacked Mizumori,"
At this sentence, Kudou's eyes widened, he took something from his pocket and ran to the meeting room.
He entered the room, surprising everyone that was there. They all stayed away from Tenma who looked more terrified than anything in the angle he sat in, whispering things to himself.
"Tenma," Kudou said with an uncharacteristically soothing voice.
"Mum" the boy uttered in a broken voice, lifting his head look at the angel who had just called him. But the image of his mother's smiling face was cut off with darkness invading his view.
Kudou injected something in him, making his sleep for the moment. He lifted him and laid him on one of the tables in the room. He then made way to the Infirmary for the second time that day because Mizumori had fainted out of shock and came back to see the second team wasn't there anymore, they were going to resign anyway, therefore, it didn't change anything in his life if they were present or not.
He sighed. What else should he have expected with Tenma in town? Certainly not peaceful days with the brunet's tendency to provoke people.
"Mizumori's gonna be fine. He just needs to rest, a lot," he said as he entered the room "Now, I need you to explain what happened before Tenma had a panic attack."
The room's silence was interrupted by Sangoku's voice. "All the second team were going to quit the club but they all stopped because Matsukaze called them cowards and insulted them afterwards. Mizumori grabbed his shirt trying to threaten him. But Tenma pushed him off and..."
"Beat the shit out of him" Kurama interrupted, not exactly the language Sangoku would have used but yeah, that basically explained what happened.
"Y...yeah. What he said..." Sangoku concluded.
"I see." the man said shrugging with indifference
'Oh yeah, I forgot to add before that Tenma's a black belt in karate so... Mizumori couldn't know to not threaten him.' he thought to himself resisting the urge to facepalm at his mistake.
The man then noticed Tenma was up and said: "Hey, Matsukaze are you feeling alright."
The brunet gave no reaction to the man's question.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're here to join" Haruna suddenly exclaimed looking at Shinsuke excitedly. And also trying to change the subject as the atmosphere was too tense. (a/n: total 180° there)
"Well..." the smaller boy said nervously avoiding the older teens' gaze.
"Then tomorrow, we'll have the entrance test here, after school. In the inside field though since the other one is still being repaired." Kudou announced.
"Yes, sir," Shinsuke replied
As Tenma was walking home, he thought about the events of that day.
'Maestro is waking up slowly, I just hope to get to Lancelot before it's too late.'
Though he felt like he was being followed, he paid no mind to it. As he got to the Kogarashi Manor, he went directly to his room without greeting anyone or even bother to have dinner.
Tomorrow was going to be stressful. He could already feel it, and he didn't like that feeling one bit.
So, here's the fourth chapter.
I couldn't write fast because I hurt my fingers during my piano lessons (stupid me) so I couldn't type as fast as I normally do.
So I hope no one's upset about me being late.
I've also decided on a date to update my book. And, that will be on the ninth day of every month.
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