AN: so uh no anonymous reviews to reply to this time

yeah i dont own captain tsubasa

Chapter 8: First Day

She never did get to see him over the weekend. She didn't know whether she was just too busy, or he was the one busy, or life just loved fucking around with her. Just when she was prepared to face him, fate was doing whatever it could to stop it from happening. She could have used it last week when she was avoiding him, but no, it just had to continue for the rest of the week. She only met up with Wakabayashi-kun and Misaki-kun, but that was because she was delivering the cookies

She was even starting to feel excited too.

But now, it's Monday. That means, it's time to go back to school, and it's also the three boys' first day in school. She wasn't showing it, but she's actually worried for them. What if they were put in a class and nobody befriended them? Granted, that seemed really impossible. Tsubasa and Misaki were pretty friendly people, and only Wakabayashi has that "do not touch me" vibe. But goddamn, those three couldn't think of anything but soccer. All the other kids could be weirded out of their obsession over the sport. They might also intimidate them because all three of them transferred from abroad.

Though, the boys were scattered in the six classes for first years. Hopefully, they wouldn't let the three feel alone.

She was sitting on her desk, waiting for homeroom to start. Morning practice wasn't that hard that morning. Akane-buchou wanted them to take it easy since they did just come back from vacation. She did warn them to prepare for the afternoon one. She expected them to have their minds away from break and think of the Prefectural tournament coming up next week.

Sanae could only shiver in dread. She was not looking forward for the afternoon practice. Ayame laid her head on top of her desk with a gloomy air around her, possibly thinking the same thing as her.

Her thoughts drifted back to the three. She wondered what their reaction would be if they found out she's in the girls' team. She did declare one time that she would be the boys' soccer team manager. But that didn't really happen. Instead, she was one of the starting members in the girls' team.

The bell rang to signal the start of class, snapping her out of her thoughts. The members of her class rushed to their seats and prepare for the homeroom teacher coming in soon. She saw Ayame bedgrudingly raised her head up and straightened the back. Well, she might as well do the same.

The door slid open and in came their homeroom teacher. They all stood up and greeted her a good morning before sitting down again. She coughed as she reached the teacher's desk.

"Good morning everyone," she started in her cheerful tone. "I hope you all had a fun Golden Week. I certainly did."

"Did you get a date, sensei?" one her classmates teased.

"Of yes I did," their teacher said absentmindedly, already reminiscing of her "date". "And let me tell you ab- wait. Why am I telling you this?"

"You're the one who started it, sensei."

Their teacher blushed furiously, as they all snickered and laughed. She only chuckled at her teacher's misfortune.

To be honest, Sanae liked her. Their teacher was young, and understood their batch quite well because of the few differences in their age. Since she was also their English teacher, she often made puns and just made the subject so much easier to learn.

"Anyway," their teacher coughed again, a little flustered. "I have exciting news for all of you. We are having transfer students!"

"Eh? Really?"

"Are you serious?"

"Ooh, who are they?"

"I betcha they'll be cute girls."

"No way, I'm sure they'll be hot boys!"

The room exploded all at once, and she chuckled silently among their chatters and bickering. Sorry for all those hoping for girls. Those three are guys, definitely.

She looked excitedly towards the doorway. She wondered who it could be among those three. Whoever it could be, she's sure that she would have a great time having a class with them.

Though, she didn't know what will happen to her if Tsubasa was the one entering the room.

"Everyone quiet down!" Their teacher scolded. "Don't give a bad impression to them. Don't let them hate you on their very first day."

"Oi, Sensei, that's mean!"

"Then calm down," was her retort. "Now if you all just be peaceful little angels, then maybe I could let them come in."

"Hai."

"Good," she said. Then she turned towards the opened doorway. "You three can all come in now."

This is it, this is the mo-wait three?

What she saw next made her jaw drop.

Oozora Tsubasa, Misaki Tarou, and Genzo Wakabayashi all walked inside her classroom in a straight line. The school's uniform of a light blue blazer and black pants fit them perfectly, as if they have been wearing it forever. She just knew many girls have already fallen for them. Hook, line, and sinker, even if they didn't throw something to fish with.

Dear Lord, save her.

The boys were all in different classes, and no one from her class in Nankatsu Elementary were close to these three as much as the boys were. That meant, she had to take care of them.

She was so into her thoughts she didn't even notice they stopped and started introducing themselves.

"Oozora Tsubasa. Nice to meet all of you."

"Misaki Tarou. Please take care of me."

"Wakabayashi Genzou."

She continued silently staring at them, praying to whoever was up there that they did not notice her until it was the end of homeroom.

Fate hated her that day.

"Ah," Misaki-kun exclaimed as he spotted her. "Anego!"

Everyone knew he could only be talking of one person and everyone in class directed their attention on her. Yes, even those three in the front.

"Y-yo, Misaki-kun," she managed weakly. She could hear Ayame's snicker all the way from where she is and the urge to gut her cousin in her sleep has never been harder.

"Oh, Nakazawa-san knows you guys?" their teacher said. "That's great! I leave them in your hands then, okay?"

Well, what else could she do?

"Hai," she mumbled.

Their teacher clapped her hands together. "Now, then where shall we put all three of you? I know-"

As their teacher decided where those three would sit, Sanae's eyes met Tsubasa's. He was looking at her curiously, and she felt her heart skip a beat. It's their first time seeing each other again, and he must be trying to figure out what's different with her.

She willed the blush from her face to die down, and hopefully they listened. With all the power she could muster, she gave him a smile and a small wave. He only blinked in return, and she almost thought that she was wrong and he was looking at someone else. But then he smiled, and gave her a slight nod of his head.

After that, the three of them followed the teacher's orders of where to sit.

She thought that everything would be back to normal now that's done. Except, almost every single girl in the classroom was looking at her. Some were even whispering to each other. She could only guess who they were talking about.

She laid her face on her desk, ignoring the teacher's voice.

Gods above, please help her.

He was excited for this day. This was his first day after all in Nankatsu High School. It's his first time attending a Japanese school again after three years. This will all be different for him. He did skip junior high. Not only will this be harder than being in elementary, but it will demand more time for him. He did need to pass with a certain grade in order to continue playing soccer.

But, that's alright. He's sure that he could take whatever they throw at him. As long as he had his friends beside him, it'll be fine.

He was standing outside one of the first year classes. Misaki-kun and Wakabayashi-kun were with him. It was quite a surprise for him to find out all three of them would be in a class together. At least then, they wouldn't feel any lonely at all.

Though, he wondered if they would have anyone they know in the class.

"Do you think Ishizaki-kun and the others would be in our class?" Misak asked them as they leaned against the wall.

"Hopefully not all of them," Wakabayashi answered. "I just want a quiet class to be in so that I can study."

Tsubasa chuckled at his statement. "Come on Wakabayashi-kun," he said. "It's not that bad. It could be fun."

"For you, sure. But leave me out of it."

He and Misaki only chuckled again at their friend's honestly.

They heard their teacher call them to come in. They nodded and looked each other.

"This is it guys," he said. "Let's go."

The two nodded and they came in.

They could feel everyone's eyes on them, but they didn't mind it. He had a smile on his face feeling the excitement of meeting everyone for the first time. He wondered if any of them like soccer.

The three of them stopped beside the teacher's desk and faced everyone. He scanned the room to see if he can

"Well, here they are everyone," their teacher told everyone. "As I said, don't make them hate you at the very beginning." Then she turned her direction the three boys. "Now then, would be alright if you three could introduce yourselves?"

"It'll be our pleasure, sensei," Tsubasa replied to her, then directed his attention to the class.

"Oozora Tsubasa. Nice to meet all of you."

"Misaki Tarou. Please take care of me."

"Wakabayashi Genzou."

After their introduction, there was a pregnant silence, before everyone broke out in whispers. Well, the girls mostly.

Tsubasa closed his eyes and chuckled. This should be a fun class. Although, Wakabayashi might think otherwise. Well, he couldn't do anything anymore. This is their class until the year ends.

"Ah," he heard Misaki exclaim from beside him. "Anego!"

That took his attention. He followed his friend's line of sight and saw a wide eyed girl staring at them.

"Y-yo Misaki-kun," she greeted.

Tsubasa tuned out his teacher and unconsciously stared at her curiously.

She looked… different. Not in a bad way of course. He didn't think the picture the guys showed him was any different than what she looked like right now. Her hair was down a little past her shoulders, her face lost that chubbiness to them, her eyes, still the same round brown eyes that held her whole emotions.

The picture got her features perfectly, but there was something about seeing her face to face he couldn't put a finger on. He just knew that he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

He blinked when he noticed the small wave she gave him as she smiled. It took him a while to process what she just did, but when he realized it, he smiled back and gave a small nod.

He turned back his attention to their teacher.

"Now where to put you? I know-"

Being in this class didn't seem terrible at all.

The bell rang for the last time the last time that day. His first official day as a student in Nankatsu High School finally ended, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. The classes seemed a little bit boring for him, but he had to listen. He promised his mom that he would do his best studying to make up for the last three years he spent abroad. Granted, he received homeschooling from Roberto, but this was different. Besides, if he wanted to play soccer, he had to get good grades.

Speaking of soccer, now he could check out the soccer club since it's finally after school. Izawa-kun did say they were pretty good, especially the upperclassmen. Though, they never won Nationals before. Nankatsu always seemed to get eliminated in the group stage of Nationals. He, and everyone else of their friends, hope that if they the three of them joined, then they could finally get past the groups.

He quickly gathered but his things, excited to finally be able to play soccer again after a long day of sitting. God, did he need to get out there and start running.

He noticed something from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe he could stay in the room a little longer. He did need to say hi to someone.

Originally, he wanted to do it sooner, ever since the he found her that morning. But circumstances prevented that from happening.

Their next classes all had their teachers come in the exactly one after another, leaving them no time to talk at all. Lunch, she was immediately grabbed by a long haired girl out of classroom to eat somewhere else. He, Misaki-kun, and Wakabayashi-kun were dragged by the guys to talk about what they think of the school on their first day. He also found out in that time that Misaki-kun and Wakabayashi-kun already talked her that one day she was giving out cookies, meaning out of the three of them, he was the only one who haven't uttered a word to her at all. They all started talking again and didn't notice time to pass by, and soon lunch ended with him not talking at her at all, again.

Now, since school finally ended. Maybe this time, they could talk a little bit.

Before he could even stand up from his chair, her when she was grabbed by the same long haired girl before.

"Come on Sanae!" the girl ordered. "We're going to be late."

"The bell just rang," She replied. "I'm not even ready yet."

"I am not going to have Akane-buchou be pissed at me because you were too slow."

"Wait a second will you? Ayame-, damnit! Ayame!"

The girl then dragged her out of the room, with her following beside and trying to keep up. They passed by Kisugi and Izawa, who they almost hit. The two blinked at each other before shrugging and getting inside their room. Throughout that commotion, Misaki and Wakabayashi walked towards his desk.

"There you guys are," Izawa exclaimed as they walked to the three of them. "Taki and the others already went ahead. Said they'll be waiting for us in the club room."

"What was that?" Wakabayashi asked as they started to leave the room.

"What?" Kisugi asked.

"Anego was dragged by this girl out of the room in a rush," Misaki explained. "She seemed to be in a real hurry."

"Oh, Kiseki?" Izawa said, "She probably didn't to anger Izuzaki-senpai at her. They probably have a hard practice today."

"Izuzaki-senpai?"

"Their captain," Kisugi answered as they got closer to the club room. "She's really tough on them, but I guess it'll pay in the end."

"You know," Wakabayashi said, "We never did know what club Anego joined."

Izawa and Kisugi both looked at each other, but then they grinned mischievously.

"Now that's a secret," Izawa replied.

"You guys will know soon, don't worry," Kisugi added as he opened the door to the clubroom, ready to play some soccer.

She sighed as she hoisted her duffel bag on her shoulder. Her muscles ache all over and she was too tired. Akane-buchou was not joking when she said that they be prepared for practice. All those drills and a match soon after left her crying for her body. Sometimes, that woman could be a slave driver.

She guessed that their captain did have the right idea. The girls' high school team weren't known in the competitive circle. The other teams only started to acknowledge them when they've beaten their opponent in their first exhibition match. Some of the schools probably thought it was a fluke, they weren't supposed to be a challenging team. But, was it really a joke of they won three to zero?

That happened in their junior high as well. Only when Akane-buchou managed to gather the best players did Nankatsu have a chance at winning matches. Soon after that, they've won their first National Tournament.

It seemed like it was going to happen again this year. Akane-buchou wanted to make Nankatsu's name known around the Girls' Soccer circle as a fierce adversary, a team nobody wanted to take lightly ever again. So far it's working.

"Oi, Sanae," Ayame's voice drifted to her ears. She was already outside, waiting for her to come out. "Are you ready? I want to go home soon!"

"Just a sec!" she said as she fixed her shoes and went towards the door. She did want to leave as well. She couldn't wait to get a nice soak for her tired muscles.

"That took more a second!" Ayame whined as she went of their club room. "You were the last one out?"

"I was making sure that I didn't leave anything," she replied. "Sheesh, calm down."

"I can't calm down when I'm hungry."

She sighed in defeat. Her cousin loved food too much. She could eat all the leftover cake in the shop without even batting an eyelash. Sometimes, she's worried over her appetite.

"You don't have to wait for me you know," she said as they walked towards the gate. Their senpai-tachi already left before them, probably couldn't wait to go home as much as they were. "You could have gone with the senpai-tachi."

"I can't leave my best friend, can I?" Ayame asked cheekily. "Besides, you can't get rid of me that easily."

She chuckled and bumped her hips against Ayame. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Oi, Anego! Ayame-chan!"

They looked forward to see the boys waiting for them at the gate. It seemed like practice ended a little early for them. All of them were together as always. Misaki and Wakabayashi were there as well. If they were there, then that meant-

Her eyes found him, casually leaning against the wall listening to Kisugi about something. Sensing that someone was looking at him, he raised his head to her direction and his eyes met hers.

Her heart skipped a beat.

He gave her a smile, and her lips without her knowing made itself into a grin.

"You guys are late today," Ishizaki remarked as they reached them. "Something big coming up soon?"

"Prefectural Tournament," Ayame grumbled. "Akane-buchou wants us to take it home this year. She's being a slave driver again."

"I'm sure it'll pay off in the end," Morisaki comforted.

"Anyway we want to introduce you to someone," Izawa said, "Er, some people I mean."

"I know them," she replied. They all gave her shocked looks and she could only roll her eyes. "They're in my class remember," she pointed out. "Besides, it's not like you guys ever shut up about them. Sometimes I don't know which fan club you guys are. Sanae's or theirs."

"We're not a fan club," they all denied at once. "We're Anego's number one support group!

Ayame snorted, "My point exactly." She pushed passed them and went towards the three who were only watching the scene unfold.

"Yo," she greeted them. "I'm Kiseki Ayame from your class and also her," she pointed to Sanae, "cousin. Nice to meet you three."

They all stared at her incredulously, but Misaki recovered first.

"Nice to meet you too Kiseki-san," he replied. "I'm Misaki Tarou. Nice to meet you too."

"Oozora Tsubasa. Hello."

"Wakabayashi Genzou. Hi."

"You guys play soccer too, right?" she asked. They all nodded and Ayame smirked. "I look forward to seeing you guys on the field." Then she turned to face the other boys. "Make sure they get into the starting team for the girls versus boys game, alright?"

"I don't think we have to make sure. I think they'll be on the starting team by that time."

"They better be," she said as they all started to walk out of the school. They all started their conversations as they walked home, their routine returning back to normal.

Sanae set herself to stay in the back, content to watch and listen to them as they chatted and bicker amongst each other. Misaki-kun and Wakabayashi-kun seemed to fit in quite perfectly, as if they were always part of the group. It was amazing watching them

"Hey."

She was snapped out of her thoughts by a voice she knew she could never forget. She turned her head to the side and felt her heart skip another beat. She could feel her heart start to beat fast and her stomach turn into butterflies.

She gulped and tried to smile. "Hi."

"We finally get to talk to each other," he said.

"Yeah," she agreed lamely. Wow, great conversation skills Sanae. You should get a talk show.

There was a moment of silence between them. Both could feel the awkwardness in the air, and she knew that he was trying to find a way to break it just as much as she could.

"So," he started, "How have you been?"

"Oh you know," she said, "I've been busy. With school and clubs and all that. How about you? How was Brazil?"

"Brazil was amazing!" he told her. "There were many amazing soccer players in there that I had the honor to play with."

She chuckled as she listened to him talk about his experiences in Brazil. It was nice listen to him again. She remembered how she could listen to him talk about his dream for a long time, feeling the excitement he felt. Now, she could feel the happiness radiating from him.

"That's awesome to hear," she said.

"Thanks," he replied then he took a glance on her duffel bag. "I don't mean to be rude, but can I ask about that bag? Kiseki-san also had a bag like that."

"Oh you're fine," she said as she showed the duffel bag. "This? I have all my stuff here for my club."

"Oh that reminds me," he exclaimed. "The guys told me that you joined a different club. They never told me anything through our letters and email."

Because she didn't want them to tell him.

"It's not exactly a different club," she started sheepishly. "I just joined the girls' soccer club, is all."

A look of surprise crossed his face. "The girls' soccer club? Really? That's great!" he exclaimed. "I didn't know you played soccer."

She chuckled at his enthusiastic answer. She was expecting that he wouldn't like it at all, but it's Tsubasa and whenever it was soccer, well, nothing could be wrong if its soccer.

"I've always loved soccer," she answered. "I just took a break and picked it up after…" she trailed off and licked her lips, "after you left."

"Oh…" there was another moment of silence between them. His leaving was a huge deal for her, and thankfully he didn't ask more about it."

"So what position do you play?" he asked to break the silence.

She smiled, "I usually play midfield."

"Really? That's awesome! What number?"

She chuckled again. This will surprise him even more.

"Number 10," she answered.

"Oh wow," he exclaimed. "You must be really good then."

"Not really," she denied bashfully. "I just like to score some goals. It's mostly the whole team who makes us win most of our matches."

"I'm sure you scored the winning goals then," he retorted. "Hey we should play a game sometimes."

"I don't think I can hold my own against you," she answered. "You have more experience than I do."

"Hey, you never know," he chuckled.

"I guess," she said as she looked up. "Oh," she exclaimed. "I didn't notice we're already at your house."

She was so into their conversation she didn't even notice they already separated from the other boys. Ayame probably already reached the shop by now. Oh gosh this was so embarrassing. She didn't mean to take up all his time talking to him.

"Are we really?" he asked. "That was fast. I guess times goes by quickly if you were talking to someone you haven't talked to in a while."

She chuckled and smiled. "I guess you're right," she agreed. "I better be going then. I still have some homework to do."

"Are you sure you can go home alone?" he asked concerned.

"Don't worry Tsubasa-kun," she replied. "I just have to take a right here and walk a few more feet from here and I'll be home."

"If you say so," he said. "Be careful though."

She laughed, "I'll be fine. So I'll see you tomorrow?"

He nodded with a smile. "Yeah!"

"Ja ne!"

She started to walk away from him as she waved. When she turned away from him, she couldn't help the smile from forming on her lips.

She finally got to talk to him, and for some reason, felt happy. It didn't end in a disaster and it wasn't as awkward as she thought it would be. Granted there were few moments of silence, but there weren't that many.

It was nice, and maybe just maybe, she'll keep her heart just for him a little while longer.

End Chapter

AN: So there we go, their first talk, finally. I wanted to post this sooner, but I got really sick and my meds had me sleeping earlier than I wanted (i usually write from 12 am to 2 am because reasons). Because of that I couldn't finish a chapter until today. I usually want the next chapters or two to be done so that i could still update when im really in a slump, like i dont have any thing to think of slump. But, yeah here's the new chapter. Sanae's partly out of her pity party. I especially like the last sentence and it makes my heart all doki doki and ahhhhh.

Anyway, sorry about that. Thank you for waiting and reading! Hope you enjoy and drop a review if you want! (very much appreciated). See you next chapter!