Goal! Shoot GOAL! Chapter 14: BACK OFF! Girls, Fights and Tears!, an inazuma eleven/イナズマイレブン fanfic

First Inazuma Eleven Fanfic real ch. 13! WAZAAAAAAAA! HYAAAA! WACHAU! O.O

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KIMURA MISAKI-Elementary School:

"Uaa, Misa-chan is so cool!"

"BANZAI!"

"Sugeee! Misa-chan is like a boy isn't she?"

"I know, right? Sometimes I forget she's actually a girl!"

Middle School:

"Misa-chan is so tall! She looks like a model!"

"Yeah! She's super girly too!"

"Her sister's a model too!"

"I'm so jealous!"

Sometimes, I try to think about it. How did I get here? Why did I change? What happened? And surprisingly I found this plain answer…

I am a spoiled child that only cares about her surroundings

My life has always been simple; I always get what I want and everything is about me. My father owns and International Showbiz Enterprise, my mother's a famous actress and my older sister's on her way to be a super model. We always get the attention even if we don't want it. Money has never been an issue in my family and if truth be told, is just a matter of time before I join the family business.

We don't spend much time together. Many kids will say that since they barely see their parents and/or relatives they can't say they have a real family.

I'm not like those kids

In this cruel world only the strong survive. If I were to be paid for every time my father has forgotten my birthday, my mother hasn't attended the school events because she has to film a movie or for the times my sister has ignored my presence while in a photo shoot. I would be richer than them right now.

I've always been surrounded by maids, butlers, drivers and any other type of assistant but most importantly, I've always been surrounded by people who pay their entire attention exclusively to me. I didn't attend a private Elementary School or anything, given that my parents decided I had to meet kids my age to cover the gap of love and affection they left and they thought that in a private school I wouldn't have as much fun as in Machinko Elementary. A normal school, for normal kids (Also because I'm not a genius)

During my first years of Elementary School I was known as "Misakilisk" due to my bad habit of breaking noses and fighting like a boy or even dressing like one and because I always got what I wanted by force, I wasn't used to sharing things and that has always been my dilemma.

I had two girl friends, Honoka and Rinko; the weaklings of the class and my fans; boys avoided me afraid I could do something if they talked to them, I was very protective with those girls and we did everything together; sitting together in the classroom, playing during breaks, protecting our throne (sandbox) we even saw each other during holidays.

Sadly, the first years of Elementary School do not last forever. Soon enough, us three grew up into fine children about to hit puberty and about to enter Middle School. Yep. We grew into DRAMA QUEENS.

In a very weird way, us girls, start to see boys in a different way as we grow. Which boys don't like at all. Thanks to that, my last year of Elementary School became the cause of all my problems.

Unfortunately girls started to avoid me, because I wasn't 'Girly' enough, but boys took me in their group and treated me as one of them, which nowadays I find very traumatizing. Of course girls didn't saw me as a rival, I even had short hair.

But why did I change?

Being an outcast in the group made me realize that sometimes you just have to change your pace and match it with the rest. Rinko and Honoka stopped talking to me as often as they used to, the so-called-weaklings acted like best-friends without me and I became like a decoration, the bodyguard of their friendship and I became conscious those elementary years I yearned for…could never return.

So I simply decided to change my clothes for all the dresses my mother bought, I asked my sister to fix my hair and teach me how to walk and I asked my dad for monthly allowance; I was a simple Elementary student and what I was doing can be considered stupid and reckless but I wanted to try to fit in, like I used to.

"Misa-chan you look so cute!"

"Eh? That dress looks so pretty!"

"Ahaha! Thanks…"

The brunette looked at the group of girls surrounding her with a childish look- "Mommy bought it for me…"

"Kawaii!"

"Misa-chan, let's go outside to play"

The green-eyed girl blinked-"Ah—Hai!"- A smile curved her lips.

Since my attitude changed and I was more like the Alien-beings boys hated, I became an outcast in their group. They kicked me out because I was too 'Girly' and not 'Cool' as before. They were going through that time they can't stand girls in any way. But I didn't cared; I was back into those happy days I was part of something.

As the time in Elementary School shortened and Middle School was almost stepping on our shadows …things changed. Again.

"Suge! Misa-chan's so popular even with the senpais"

"They thought you were a student in that Middle School"

The brunette timidly replied- "Iie! That's wrong! Maybe it's because of the clothes"

"—And the height, Misa-chan is rather tall…"

"Now that I think about it. Misa-chan you are always wearing really expensive clothing…"

"You are easily eye catching"

The brunette played with a lock of hair using the tip of her finger. A conceited smile turning up the tips of her rosy lips.

Time passed and more girls began to hang out with us, it was rare for me to have such a social life, people knew me, strangers knew about me and even upperclassmen from Machinko Middle School knew me; I was Machinko's most popular girl and I was a simple Elementary student.

I felt all the attention solely on me.

And I adored that

I can't remember the exact date, but as soon as my reputation went up it also went down, especially after being so popular with the guys. Many of my so-called friends made known the rumors about me being a brute with no manners, people expected a lot from me since I was from a rich family; I had to be well-mannered, pretty, classy, kind, friendly, therefore that kind of rumors only shattered what I had built during my last year of Elementary.

Once more, I became an outsider, the type of girl people gossiped about just for fun, I couldn't blame myself, I was a kid back then and yes, I acted like a brute sometimes…many times, actually. But I was only that…A kid.

My sister told me once—"The best revenge is a smile. Just when people think they've crushed you, smile at them; don't let them see your weak side"

Angry enough to take revenge on everyone that had badmouthed me; I came back stronger than ever. Kimura Misaki decided to take back everything that was stolen from her. I finally understood that in this world only the stronger survive; only the stronger ones get a place under the spotlight and only the stronger ones can crush others. I left my print on Machinko, no one bothered hanging out with my friends again and when they came back crying their hearts out to me, I laughed

"Friends? You and me? Ah-Ah! I don't remember…Maybe you're confusing me with someone else…"

I went to Kiramike Junior High, I was going to make a new and fresh start and at Kiramike, no one saw through my act; a devil resting behind pretty looks.

All the attention I didn't get from my parents when I was a child, I take it from others. Don't blame me.

I already told you, didn't I?

I always get what I want and everything is about me

But then…

WHY DOES SHE GET MORE ATTENTION?

WHAT MAKES HER BETTER THAN ME?

EVEN THOUGH SHE 'S ALWAYS GRUMPY AND ACTS LIKE A BRUTE…

WHY IS IT THAT SHE CAN HAVE FRIENDS WITHOUT HAVING TO PRETEND?

I hate that about her

I hate how despite her reputation, she still keeps her pose

How she simply brushes it off

How people gather around her, without wanting anything in exchange

How she can keep being herself

BUT WHAT I HATE THE MOST IS—

BACK OFF! Girls, Fights and Tears!

You're a prisoner to nothing but your thoughts and ego.

Shirotae stood up from her chair and looked outside through the window. The school was rather calmed; few students were taking a walk through the soccer field or were taking naps on the green areas. She thought that since recess had just begun all the students were at the cafeteria, trying to buy something edible.

The purple-headed lady sighed and glanced at the report that was left on her desk-"Are you really going to give up on your dream, Nene?"

The audience at the cafeteria stopped breathing. Their eyes wide open. Their jaws dropped to the ground. But the shock of the moment didn't stop them from crowding around two standing bodies, subconsciously wanting to see more.

Misaki was frowning heatedly. Her hanging head shot up

Nene's face was turned sideways. Kimura's knuckles hardly-pressed against her cheek. The girl hadn't moved an inch; she even looked calm, as if the blow hadn't hurt.

"What are you waiting for Shinomiya?"-Kimura smirked wickedly

The raven-haired girl kept silent. She knew Kimura wanted to fight. Using her fists or legs has never been a problem, but today she didn't feel like doing anything.

The brunette tightened her hand. Her jaw clenched

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR SHINOMIYA?"-She shouted furiously. The viewers flinched and stepped back.

Nene kept unvoiced. She felt Kimura removing her fist from her cheek and a throbbing pain; a red mark was left on the side of the blow. The raven-haired youngster turned her face to the front to meet head-on the brunette. Her features void of all emotion, sickening the green-eyed lass

Misaki roughly grabbed Nene from the collar of her shirt. Shinomiya could feel her body getting lifted up from the ground, her feet tip-toeing. The brunette had a daunting expression; her whole body trembled in aggravation and rage. It felt as if all the bad things she had amassed, exploded

"FIGHT ME!"-Kimura commanded frantically. Nene's eyes narrowed

"Hands off, Kimura. Don't make a fool out of yourself"-Shinomiya spoke calmly-"I won't fight you"

Misaki's eyes shut.

I hate her!

She tightened the grip on the raven-girl's blouse. Nene grabbed her wrists with her hands.

"You don't want to ruin your image, Misaki. So stop it with this stupid fighting atmosphere"- The pigtailed lass said.

The brunette snapped. Her olive orbs glared daggers at Nene-"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"

Shinomiya lowered her eyelids. Kimura released her and pushed her back, almost making her trip.

"DON'T YOU DARE LECTURE ME, SHINOMIYA!"- Misaki pointed at the girl with her finger-"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WANTS TO PROTECT HER IMAGE! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WANTS EVERYONE TO THINK YOU'RE CALM AND COLLECTED"- The brunette lowered her voice-"But you can't fool me"

Nene's fists clenched, she crossly gawked at Misaki-"So what, if I am? I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it because I want to"

"YOU—"-Misaki clenched her fists, she raised her hand and tried to strike once more the raven haired girl-"YOU MAKE ME SICK, SHINOMIYA!"

The viewers gasped. Nene moved her head to the side—contrary to the direction of the blow— to dodge it. Her purple eyes flashed when she met Kimura's surprised gaze. Her right leg shot out, her foot roughly colliding with Misaki's belly and sending her flying backwards.

"OH MY GOD!"- Some students closed their eyes. Others simple scrammed as the flying body got closer.

CRASH! — Misaki's body brutally collapsed with some tables and chairs and smashed into the ceramic floor. The girl groaned piercingly on the moment of the impact. The entire audience kept at a standstill. For the first time, they felt real fear with Shinomiya's strength. They had never thought she would actually dare to injure a comrade.

"Agh!"- Kimura tried to move, but the twinges of pain that traveled through her body, restrained her from even changing positions. Her eyes squinted when she saw an outline standing in front of her. The figure moved a chair that had fell down ahead of her, using a foot.

"Damn you…Nene"- Kimura growled.

The raven-haired girl stopped, cocked her hip and placed a hand on the tilted side, she looked down at Misaki, with the same cold and thoughtless gaze, Kimura hated.

"Didn't I say not to make a fool out of yourself?"-The raven-lass spoke, with a ruthless and cruel tone, saying beneath the spoken words how pitiful and insignificant she looked right now; lying on the floor with destroyed chairs and tables, scattered around her. As if saying 'You are not even worth it'

Nene lowered her eyelids-"Don't do anything reckless again, Kimura"

Misaki growled and felt her face turning crimson in resentment. Her green-eyes watched as Nene swirled around over her soles and prepared to set off. The undergraduates watched her with frightened eyes as she left the cafeteria, the entire place remained hushed.

Some first years approached the brunette and helped her stand up. It had all ended. It just took a touch of Nene's foot to make her feel as if a truck had run her down. The brunette glared heatedly at the raven-girl's back, how her pigtails swayed with her movements and how she suddenly stopped to look at her above her shoulder.

Misaki gritted her teeth and talked to herself-"This isn't over!"

But Nene ignored her muttering and kept going.

The first years that had helped the green-eyed girl, noticed how she attempted to run behind the pigtailed lass, they tried to restrain her from following the raven-haired girl, but she struggled with so much wrath and vigor in mind that not even her aching body could stop her.

"NO! MISAKI-SENPAI! WAIT!"- The first years shouted.

The students stepped back with shocking terror.

Nene turned around. Her orbs broadened when she saw Kimura's face at just inches from hers. The brunette's arms stretched frontwards, grabbed Nene's shoulders and ferociously pinned her down to the ground, with her landing on top.

"THIS ISN'T OVER, SHINOMIYA!"-Misaki growled heatedly, increasing the power of her grip. Shinomiya opened her eyes after the shock of falling down and glared at the brunette on top of her, gnashing her teeth angrily and twisting her body, trying to throw her off.

The brunette created more commotion as she yelled-"C'MON! WHY DON'T YOU SIMPLY SAY YOU HATE US AND THAT'S WHY YOU ARE QUITTING THE TEAM!"

Nene answered in the same tone as the brunette-"YOU DUMBASS! STOP WASTING MY TIME WITH SUCH NONSENSE!"

Misaki's forehead creased-"YOU ARE JUST USING YOUR GRANDPA AS AN EXCUSE! I KNOW YOU SHINOMIYA; YOU'RE THE TYPE THAT NEVER GIVES UP EVEN IF SOMEONE SHOOTS YOU AND YOU WILL BEAT ANYONE, ANY TIME! THEN WHY?"

"WHY SHOULD I EXPLAIN ANYTHING TO YOU?"-Nene growled. Misaki's body was heavier than what it seemed and surprisingly, she was using a lot of strength to keep her down-"IF I COULD SIMPLY DASH FORWARD AS YOU ALL THINK I DO, THEN I WOULD! I WOULD SIMPLY KICK THOSE ALIEN-BUTTS AND STAY IN THE TEAM!"

Shinomiya's eyebrows coupled, her eyes darkened with malignance but looking closely it was complete misery and sadness, she opened her mouth again-"—BUT I CAN'T!"

Misaki released her with a shadowed expression and jumped to her feet, she looked down at Nene-"STAND UP! THIS IS A REAL FIGHT! I'LL MAKE YOU REALIZE THAT YOU'RE JUST BEING A COWARD!"

WHAT I HATE THE MOST ABOUT HER IS HOW SHE IGNORES ALL THAT!

"TAKUMA!"

"LEADER-SAN!"

"OI! YOU BAKA RED-DEVIL!"

BANG! — The sliding door from class 3-A opened. Takuma's gangster companions made their way towards the last desk of the second row, where the red-headed boy was playing with his cell-phone and simultaneously talking with Yumi. Both teenagers turned their heads to the front to look at the noise-makers. Their hasty steps and terrified expressions didn't surprise either of them.

The blonde-boy approached the red-headed schoolboy. Kamiya rapidly placed his cell-phone inside his pocket and grinned, raising his hand to greet them.

"Yo! What's up, guys?"- He said.

"Quick! We need to go!"-Makoto grabbed Takuma's arm and lifted him up from the chair.

"HUH—?"

"Hey! What's going on?"- Yumi intervened, jumping to her feet and glaring at the gangsters. The blonde-guy was about to respond but the twins and petite Chi appeared in the doorway with horrified expressions and shouting

"MISA-CHAN AND NENE-CHAN ARE FIGHTING AT THE CAFETERIA!"

"What?"-Yumi giggled and made gestures with her hands-"It must be just a normal verbal fight. Let them be, they always do that"

The twins looked at each other with worried faces. Chi lowered her gaze.

Makoto glared daggers at Yumi and frowned-"Sorry to tell, but those two are practically killing each other, right now!"

"IT'S TRUE YUMI-CHAN!"- The three small freshmen hollered again-"MISA-CHAN EVEN PUNCHED NENE-CHI'S CHEEK!"

"Eh?"- The blonde vice-captain grimaced-"You're kidding right?"

The blonde-gangster shook his head in response.

Takuma's eyes widened. The boy roughly moved his locked arm and released himself from Makoto's grip. Yumi turned to him with a shocked face

"We need to tell Rin-chan!"-She said

Takuma's eyes darkened-"We don't have time for that Yumi!"

"STOP ARGUING! LET'S GET GOING!"-Arata and Hayate chorused, panicking like a duo of girls.

The red-headed lad pushed his friends out of the way. The twins and Chi stepped aside when he approached the entry and followed behind him when he exited the room, with vast velocity.

"Takuma…"- Yumi whispered, but rapidly took out her cell phone to call Rin. Makoto, Arata and Hayate decided to follow their leader to the cafeteria.

Rin was standing in front of the boarding house. After hearing Takuma say, Nene wanted to quit the soccer team, she waited until recess to talk to Shirotae about it. She knew that in order to quit a club, the student needs to hand over a report with the signatures of the president of the club, the teacher in charge and finally the chairman, agreeing to his/her resignation. Nevertheless, Nene hadn't done any of it, only Shirotae's signature was approved.

She promised Shirotae not to oblige Nene to return to the team, but now she was looking for a way to help Nene, she knew how much the girl wanted to play soccer and her grandpa's accident must have twisted her way of thinking, making her blame herself for that, especially since Raimon had told her that Aliea was behind Shinomiya's talent and how Osamu's incident could be their scheme to take her with them.

Every part of the story was a complete mess.

Rin wanted to believe that at least she tried to help her dear partner in a moment of need.

For the first time, Yamamoto felt she didn't have any aptitudes to be captain.

Her team was falling apart and she didn't know what to do.

"ENDOU MAMORU, RAIMON!"- The cerulean headed girl shouted, banging her fist against the boarding house's entry. She heard the click—of the door after a while and smiled when she saw the brunette captain standing under the frame.

"Rin? What's going on?"- Endou asked with a startled expression and scratching his brown head. Rin took a deep breath and bowed at him.

"PLEASE ACCEPT KIRAMIKE'S CHALLENGE!"- She said, still bowing.

Mamoru's eyes widened-"WHA—?"

Rin kept her head down and spoke calmly-"You are our only hope—Nene really needs us right now"

The brunette gave the cerulean female a questioning look. She lifted up her head, due to the silence, once she noticed Endou's confused gaze, she sighed.

What was she doing?

"Sorry to ask for this kind of thing, all of a sudden"- Rin giggled with a sad smile crossing her lips.-"I'm sorry. I think I made a mistake coming here, I'm just acting silly again—"

Endou frowned lightly and looked back over his shoulder at Raimon's soccer team standing in the lobby. They nodded at him. He turned to Rin-"We accept!"

Rin's eyes widened upon hearing Endou's response-"What?"- She asked.

The boy nodded at the girl. Somehow he knew what Rin wanted them to do-"Raimon accepts Kiramike's challenge!"- He said.

Yamamoto gave Endou a toothy grin and bowed-"THANK YOU!"- The boy smiled the same way at her.

BUZZ-BUZZ-

Rin felt her cell-phone vibrating inside her skirt's pocket. She took it out and glanced at the screen.

Incoming call...Yumi-chan

Incoming call…Yumi-chan

Yumi-chan?— The girl thought. She pressed the button to talk and brought the phone to her ear

"Moshi-Moshi! Yumi-chan"- The azure girl saluted with a cheerful tone.

The blonde made a shocking holler from the other line-"RIN-CHAAAAN!"

The said girl sighed-"Yumi-chan, there's no need to shout!"

"AH! AH! AH! Gomen—"

"It's okay. Now, tell me. What's going on?"- Rin spoke serenely. Yumi gulped audibly and answered

"MISA-CHAN AND NENE-CHAN ARE FIGHTING"

"Yumi-chan!"- Yamamoto said the girl's name in a severe tenor, as way to scold her for her elevated pitch.

Yumi laughed nervously-"Gomen, Rin-chan!"

The cerulean-headed captain smiled, she glanced at Endou. The boy looked back, she closed her eyes for a moment and talked again with her jovial voice-"Yumi-chan, you know Misa-chan and Nene-chan always fight, they're probably having one of their atrocious-speech verbal fights—"

"No! Rin-chan!"- The blonde interrupted and raised her tone, surprising the azure girl-"THIS TIME ITS SERIOUS! THEY ARE AT THE CAFETERIA!"

Rin felt the italization-"What do you mean?"

Endou noticed Yamamoto's expression shifted.

Yumi's voice shouted again-"I MEAN THEY ARE BEATING EACH OTHER! MISA-CHAN AND NENE-CHAN ARE USING THEIR FISTS NOT THEIR TONGUES!"

"No way!"-Rin's eyes widened, her arm dropped to her side, her hand clutching the blue phone with vigor. She was having problems analyzing the situation.

What should I do?

Yumi kept talking-"HELLO? RIN-CHAN? HEY! RIN-CHAN WE NEED TO STOP THEM, THEY WILL GET EXPELLED IF THEY GET CAUGHT!"

Yamamoto's mind clicked, she gained pose and talked to Yumi again-"Don't worry Yumi! I'm on my way!"

"Okay! I'll call the Fantastic Four"-The blonde uttered and hanged up.

That sounded as if she'd call superheroes…

Rin tossed her phone inside her pocket and once more bowed at Endou-"Gomen! I'll take my leave now!"

Mamoru gasped-"Wait! What's going on?"

Rin was reluctant to answer. She knew that if Raimon got involved it would be a major problem that what it is now, but as she got ready to leave, she noticed Endou and the rest of Raimon's soccer team were patiently waiting for her answer. The girl took a deep mouthful of air and stated;

"Misa-chan and Nene-chan are fighting"

"What?"- All Raimon members gasped.

Endou was about to say something but got interrupted by Rin's command

"Don't come! This is Kiramike's problem, not yours!"

The cerulean-headed female ran off. Mamoru was about to chase after her but Kidou stopped him, with his sharp voice

"Endou…"- The brunette turned around to face his goggled friend-"She's right! It's better if we leave this to them"

The boy nodded in understanding and unhappily whispered-"I know…"

"TEME!"-Shinomiya groaned.

WHAM!—and her fist punched Misaki's abdomen.

"GAUGH!"

The brunette gagged and stepped back, holding her stomach and panting heavily. Nene also retraced her steps; she used her forearm to wipe the sweat on her forehead while taking heavy intakes of air.

But the short instant of quietude came to an end, when the tall brunette came running at her and punched her already-swollen cheek, again—POW!

"Ugh!"- Nene placed her hand over her jowl, her face slanted; she began to feel dizzy. Her vision blurred as she clumsily walked in circles.

"YOU ARE A DAMN COWARD, NENE!"- Misaki took advantage of the girl's agitation of the moment and pushed her against a wall-"DOES QUITTING THE TEAM MAKE YOU FEEL, EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT? DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!"

WHAM!

Shinomiya's back collided against the concrete, but she incredibly gained consciousness and rapidly rolled to the side avoiding Misaki's blow. The brunette's fist crashed against the wall, her knuckles turned red.

Both girls panted heavily, stepping aside, far from each other. Their worn-out gazes met, they could barely stand. Misaki had scrapes and dirt all over her body, while Nene's pigtails were completely ruined, her inflamed cheek had a light purple shade and her uniform was also covered with dust. Even though both girls (apparently) were almost at the verge of collapsing, no one dared to move a muscle to stop them.

"YOU SAY YOU CAN'T DASH FORWARD, THEN WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THIS ENTIRE TIME YOU IDIOT?"-Misaki tried aiming kicks at Nene, but her movements were getting sloppy and sluggish, giving the pigtailed-lass enough time to dodge them.

"YOU ARE JUST AFRAID OF GETTING HURT! YOU JUST WANT TO QUIT BECAUSE YOU'RE AFRAID!"

"Everyone's afraid of getting hurt! What's wrong with that?"-Shinomiya retorted.

Kimura snapped-"STOP ACTING ON YOUR OWN! WHY DON'T YOU TRY TRUSTING OTHERS? YOU ARE JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, YOU DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT HOW THE TEAMS FEELS!"

Nene dodged a kick from the side and glared at the brunette-"Don't talk about trust when you're the same as me, kimura. Hiding your true nature because you're afraid of rejection—"

Kimura's eyes widened.

Shinomiya puffed and gulped audibly-"But I could care less about that! In fact, is just as you say, I don't care about you or the team"- The lass smirked unkindly-"Happy?"

Misaki gnashed her molars-"YOU—LIAR!"

The pigtailed lass grunted-"What is it that you want? I'm leaving the team because I want to, because I'm tired of soccer, I don't care about the GFF anymore, we'll probably lose anyway, this team is just too weak for me—"

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP!"- Misaki made an effort to grab Nene's hair.

Shinomiya ran to the other side of the room to get away and gain some time, but Kimura followed close behind, as she shouted:

"STOP RUNNING AWAY—"

Rin tried moving faster between the crowds and made her way to the front. She had managed to get to the cafeteria but it looked as if the entire school was there and no one tried stopping them, in fact it looked as if they were enjoying the show-"CUT IT OUT, YOU TWO!"- The girl shouted.

But the cry didn't reach them…

"YOU SEE, SHINOMIYA? YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY RIGHT NOW, LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO!"

"Leave me—ALONE!"- Nene growled and swiftly turned around; taking Misaki by surprise with a blow to her face—WHAM!—The brunette's neck inhumanly lengthened sideways, her body lost balance after the hit and she fell down to the floor.

THUMP!—

The spectators gasped.

"It's over…"-Someone whispered.

Shinomiya coughed several times, she felt her dry throat hurting and her body trembled. For a moment, she felt as if she had forgotten how to breathe, her lungs felt heavy and the headache caused thanks to Misaki's punches, wasn't helping. She gradually walked backwards, her gaze fixed on Kimura's body on the ground.

The raven-haired girl huffed and kneeled on the flooring to relax. It wouldn't take long for the teachers to arrive; she knew she had made a mistake the moment she kicked Kimura with her foot and now, not only was she going to get detention o worst, she was going to be expelled but also, she had injured Kiramike's second Ace Striker.

"MISA-CHAN!"-A worried Rin approached Misaki. The brunette growled, giving a split second of tranquility to the azure girl.

Rin glanced at Nene; she noticed the girl's apathy, no sign of regret on her features and her amethyst orbs seemed soulless, empty, unconcerned-"Nene-chan…"- Yamamoto whispered sorrowfully.

The females heard some male voices shouting at the students around them-"STOP LOOKING LIKE IDIOTS AND MOVE! DON'T MAKE US BEAT YOU UP!"-The teenagers panicked and scattered around the place. Some simply exited the cafeteria as fast as they could.

"NENE!"- The girl flinched when she heard Takuma shouting her name. The boy rapidly approached her and went to his knees in front of her. She lifted up her gaze to look at the boy, but rapidly turned her visage to the side, giving him a full view of her bloated cheek.

Kamiya made a face-"Your cheek—"

"Go away!"-Shinomiya hissed.

Takuma frowned-"What are you saying?"

"Just go! If you stay, the teachers will think you're involved too"- The girl hushed. The boy stuttered

"Wha—? I—Why are you—? I mean—"

The raven-haired girl glared at him-"You're annoying! Leave already"- Takuma snapped his mouth shut.

Nene made an effort to stand up, her trembling legs worried the red-headed lad-"Don't move, you're injured"

"I'm fine!"- Shinomiya snapped and straightened her back. She noticed that Makoto, Arata and Hayate were making sure everyone left the place in silence, while Rin helped Misaki standing up. The twins and Chi were trying to distract the teachers since their cries and yells at the corridors made the whole school wobble, but it was unavoidable that some of the educators were able to arrive to take control of the situation, before they could do anything.

"WHAT HAPPENED?"- The educators alternately looked at the two injured girls. Their eyes widened. None of the students answered, so the teachers simply told them to go to the principal's office.

The last thing they remember is Nene giving them an unkind glare and then hiding her expression with her bangs. After that, both trouble-maker girls ineptly walked outside the cafeteria with the help of one of the professors.

"You…baka!"- Misaki whispered harshly as she walked side to side with Nene. The raven-haired girl looked at her from the corner of her eyes. The brunette placed a hand over her swollen cheek and kept talking-"Che! I won't be able to model in a while"

The raven-lass lowered her gaze at her dragging feet and muttered-"Serves you well…"

A brown eyebrow twitched. Both girls met gazes. Their eyes sending daggers at each other

Misaki turned her head to the side with a loud harrumph-"I hate you, Shinomiya!"

Nene sighed-"I hate you too, Kimura!"

WHAP!—

A paper fan hit both heads, softly. The girls lifted up their gapes and noticed Shinji was behind them, growling like some rabid dog and with his arms crossed over his muscular chest.

"STOP FIGHTING!"- He ordered with such a high tone that even Hitomiko was able to hear him at the boarding house. ("What was that?")

The girls groaned and frowned, whilst giving their coach a mechanical answer-"—Hai"

Shinji sighed; he watched their backs and noticed how the girls decided to walk at a fair distance from each other. After a while—since he got tired of the silence and the glaring contests between them—he just yelled;

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? WHY WERE YOU FIGHTING? ARE YOU TRYING TO DESTROY THE ENTIRE SCHOOL OR WORST, THE SOCCER CLUB?"

Shinomiya and Kimura rolled their eyes in a complete circle—someone needs to organize priorities.

"PRINCIPAL SHIROTAE WON'T GO EASY ON YOU! THE GFF IS THIS TUESDAY, WHAT IF SHE DECIDES TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE TEAM? HUH? HUH? HUUUUUH?"

Nene scowled and touched her forehead-"Shut up, maniac-troll! You're giving me a headache"

The tanned ogre twitched and pointed at himself with his thumb-"WHAT DID YOU SAY? SAY THAT TO MY FACE SHINOMIYA! C'MON ARE YOU TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT!"-He made gestures with his fingers for Nene to get closer-"BRING IT ON!"

The raven-lass growled and covered her ears with her hands-"Geez! Stop shouting, already!"

Misaki snorted-"Is that the way you should talk at your students, Shinji-sen?"

The coach flinched-"Ah—No, I guess not!"- He scowled-"BUT THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! I DO WHATEVER I WANT!"- He placed a hand on each head and kept yelling. The girls felt not just their eardrums but their heads about to blow up-"NOW GO TO SHIROTAE'S OFFICE AND DON'T YOU DARE TO COME BACK IF YOU DON'T HAVE GOOD NEWS"-His voice turned menacing-"BECAUSE I'LL USE YOUR HEADS AS FOOTBALLS IF YOU GET EXPELLED! FOOTBALLS, GET IT?"

"Piss off!"-Nene shushed.

However Shinji ignored her and continued shouting-"BY THE WAY…"-Misaki and Nene looked up with bored and irritated expressions-"YOU LOOK LIKE CHIPMUNKS WITH THOSE SWOLLEN CHEEKS! BUAHAAHAHA!"

Misaki felt a vein throbbing.

Nene clenched her fists—GO DIE MANIAC-TROLL!

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