Author's Note: Yoohoo! oh my god, it's been 2 weeks! 2 weeks! I'm so sorry! /bows

Entrance exams are just around the corner and I need to pass my dream school. ;_; I know it's lame and it's long.

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Disclaimer: I'm not rich enough to own Inazuma Eleven/GO/Chrono Stone/Galaxy. Everyone knows it. (;*´Д`)ﾉ

Legend: [l/n] = last name; [f/n] = first name; italicized = thoughts

Chapter 2 - Basketball

Young Ibuki rolled his eyes, sighed and looked at the wall clock of his room. He was 11, but he was mature enough to scold you when you were always late for errands. Errands like going to his house to play anything you like.

It was 9:15 in the morning and you were late as usual. Yes, I can understand that an 11-year-old girl like you could doze off until your desired time of waking up. But, young Ibuki couldn't understand why you took naps that long. Maybe he needs to be a girl for some time to understand why.

He was a morning person, I presume since he loved basketball. And you were just there, worried that Ibuki would scold you again.

Then, Ibuki heard his name when his mother called, "Munemasa, [f/n]'s here!"

Ibuki let out a soft sigh and yelled back, "C-coming!" God, you need to be earlier next time.

When Ibuki reached the bottom of his stairs, he gave you a death glare when you were about to greet him 'good morning.' Guess it wasn't a good morning for him. Maybe yes, maybe no.

He sighed. "Whatever, let's just go." He quickly dragged you to where you're supposed to go.

Oops, did I tell you that you were to play basketball in the nearby court? You asked Ibuki to train you in basketball because you sucked at stealing. Yup, you were small and fragile. By fragile, I mean, easily hurt. It wasn't easy for you to steal. You wanted to learn that from Ibuki.

"Say, [f/n]-chan," Ibuki stated as the two of you walked to the vacant court. "Why did you choose to play basketball? It's dominated by boys, you know." He explained.

You exhaled, still dragged by the taller male. "Basketball's fun and interesting." You said.

"Do you play soccer?" He asked for the second time. You nodded.

He grinned. You were already inside the vacant court and were preparing. Ibuki took out his basketball and started dribbling. "Catch this, [f/n]-chan!"

You looked at his direction and saw a speeding ball in front of you. You shivered, but then you managed to catch the ball with your two closed eyes. My, Ibuki can be scary at times. He's really good in basketball.

"H-hey, Mune-kun! W-what was that for?!" You exalted, throwing the ball back to him. He caught it with ease.

"We're training, right?" He smiled.

"Really, then come on!" You yelled.

The two of you played until it was lunchtime. You dribbled and passed the ball to Ibuki and he did the same to you. When the ball was in his possession, you tried stealing it for a number of times but failed.

"M-mou! Mune-kun!" You slipped your hand to steal the ball but didn't succeed.

"What?" He smiled.

"It's not fair!" You hissed, pulling his clothes.

"Oopsy, missy! That's a foul!" He dictated. "Try better!"

You sighed in defeat, failing to steal the ball from the tall boy.

4 years after…

You knocked on the 15-year-old Ibuki's door as you sulked on the event that happened to you that morning. You sighed, with Ibuki opening up his door.

"Oh, [f/n]! How did it go? Did you get in the basketball team?" He bellowed, giving you an enthusiastic look on his face. You answered by showing a fake, weak smile that signals something. Something unhappy.

"…They didn't accept me…" You said quietly. It took him seconds before he could digest what the heck you were saying.

"W-what?" His face turned to a disappointed look. "They…didn't let you…join?" He stuttered, with widened eyes. You accepted your fate since you 'kinda failed' – according to you, your stealing. Your performance when it comes to stealing was zero, you said.

"Those girls! Why didn't they let you join?!" He bursted in anger.

"B-because they said I was lacking in height…" You looked on the floor with embarrassment, since Ibuki was taller than you – you were just below his shoulder.

"What the- Just because of the stupid height?! What kind of thinking do they have?! Those bastards-" His palms turned to fists.

"M-Mune-kun, it's okay. Trust me…" You said with uncertainty, although you appreciated his effort on standing up for you.

"N-no! You shouldn't give in to brats like them!" He held your shoulders in madness.

You removed his grip from your shoulders and started to walk away. "It's okay, thank you for your effort."

You left a surprised Ibuki Munemasa, who was watching you leave before his pair of plum, widened eyes.

"[f/n]…"

The next day, you were woken up by series of knock on your condominium door. You were living alone.

"W-why…so early…" You silently said, half-awake, half-asleep. You slowly reached for the door and opened it, discovering your childhood friend, Ibuki who was huffing in front of your door.

"M-Mune-kun!" You came to your senses. He went inside your condominium without your permission. "H-hey, wait!" You were still in your pajamas and you hair was in a total mess. What's gotten into him today?! You thought.

ibuki sat on your small, comfy sofa and placed his things on the floor. You just watched him do his work while wondering why the hell was he there.

"What?" He looked at your sleepy face which turned to a surprised one.

"N-nothing, I'll just take a bath." You replied, getting your folded towel on the chair. "Don't you dare peek." You warned your white-haired friend.

"I won't." He answered. So you did everything you needed to do as your daily routine (except for eating breakfast) and you did it as fast as you could because you can see the seriousness in Ibuki's eyes. Wonder what it is. Oh yeah, you are studying in Gassan Kunimitsu (A/N: is that even the name of the school?).

"I'm done. Now tell me." You hissed, standing tall equidistant to the goalkeeper, crossing your arms. (oh yeah, Ibuki belongs to the soccer club now.)

He ignored you and asked, "Come on, let's eat. My treat."

"W-what?" You responded in an irritated tone. "Bring you basketball jersey and sports bag." Ibuki dragged you along to McDonald's where he bought both of you pancakes. You stared at him like he has killed Akihiro Hino-san but he didn't mind it and just ate his pancakes.

"Let me get this straight, Munemasa." You bolted in wonder. "Why did you come at my house so early?" You asked.

"I just want to fetch you, that's all." He replied, taking a bite of his pancake. You finally grabbed yours and started eating.

"You're lying."

Then, there was silence. Terrifying silence.

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"You'll see later." Smack! Nonsense. You sighed again in defeat. Whatever.

Both of you finished your breakfast and immediately went to school. When you arrived, you were quickly dragged to the girls' basketball team.

"What the fuck, Mune-kun? What are we doing here?" You shouted, feinting a punch to the taller guy.

"Isn't it obvious? I'll try to ask them to accept you, duh!" He smacked you back. It took seconds before you thought of the meaning of what he said.

"W-wha-" Your words silenced when 3 girls came out and saw Ibuki and you. Shiiiiittt.

"O-oh, it's Ibuki-san!" one of them shouted.

"T-taichou! Ibuki-san's here!" The second called for their captain as she dragged her to where you were.

"What's the rush, girls?" She asked, not noticing the tall figure in front of her. God, they were respectful after all. Ibuki was respected, you thought. Why? He was so good in basketball but darn he had high self-esteem.

"Oh, what can we do for you, Ibuki-san and oh, [l/n]-san?" Their captain stood.

Ibuki calmed down and finally stated his real motive ob why they went to the girls' team.

"I want you to let [f/n] join your damn team."

You clenched your fists and punched Ibuki on his side, earning an 'ouch' from him as you added, "N-no, no, I'm good. It's okay, taichou." You bowed. "We're sorry." you tried reaching Ibuki's head and held it down but you were small so you just shoved his side, telling him to bow down.

"For fuck's sake, I'm not bowing down unless they give me an answer."

You sweat dropped. Sure, you wanted to join but then, having Ibuki use his popularity and skills is quite horrible because it didn't feel right. Okay, okay! You didn't want to be branded as 'the one who got in the basketball team because of Ibuki's charm.' What the hell.

You sighed, "I'm outta here." You bowed again. "Thanks and I'll stick to your original decision, taichou." You went away.

Ibuki, still serious, continued waiting for the girls' answer.

Shit please. Munemasa, give it up!

You were woken up by soft pokes by your classmate, Sanda Rokurou, who was a reserve defender for Gassan Kunimitsu's soccer team.

"U-un…" You opened your eyes.

"[l/n]-san, it's lunchtime already." He informed you, while you were there, no energy.

You quickly energized upon knowing that it was lunchbreak. "W-what?! I slept for the whole Math period?!" You yelled, gaining your classmates' attention, including your white-haired friend. Sanada nodded.

"I'm dead," You commented. "Thanks, Sanada-kun." He smiled.

It was lunchtime, so you got your wallet, Math book and notebook, and went to the cafeteria to buy something edible that can be eaten easily. You bought an anpan with strawberry filling inside. Oh yeah, you ignored Ibuki and went on your own. After buying, you went to the rooftop to study and eat, since it was much peaceful there.

Yeah yeah. Ibuki then arrived at the rooftop too. Was it coincidence? Nah, he followed you, duh. He sat beside you.

"So," You hissed. "What's your catch?"

Ibuki sighed and frowned, shifting his gaze towards you. "Your height failed…and your stealing skills too."

You just stared at him, dumbstrucked. You didn't believe what he just spitted out.

"What?"

"I said, YOU FAILED. Do I have to spell it? They forgot to tell you you're good, but their coach said that there's really a height requirement for players. guess you missed an inch or two. They're sorry."

You looked down in sadness. "It's okay. Anyways, thank you for your effort, Mune-kun." You hugged the boy adjacent to you and thanked him for what he had done. he hugged you back and you two looked like there is something going on between you two. You immediately released your grip from him and you felt like there was something in your stomach.

These are just feelings of friendship, right? Or was it?

You were as red as a tomato. Ibuki was too, you know. You were embarrassed and you swiftly stood up and excused yourself by going to the wsshroom with your right hand covering your face. Ibuki dragged your free hand down and your face landed over his. And you know what?

Your lips met. It felt like forever but no.

When you parted, you reacted, "W-wha-"

Ibuki cutted you off by telling you the most precious words you've ever heard from him.

"I like you, [f/n]. More like, I love you."

You were now burning like a tomato. Instead, you were stupid to ask him, "S-since when?" Daheck.

"Since 11." He scratched the back of his head as he confessed. Oops, you had your feelings for him too when you were 11.

"Guess we've been shy to each other for years, huh." You smiled. "I love you too, Mune-kun."

You leaned again for another kiss.

"You know, what? I'll do anything for your satisfaction, [f/n]."

And that's the story of how love was made through basketball.

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