AN: I would like to notify you before reading this chapter, for those who have read my story so far. The previous chapter was replaced with the new edited version, so I insist you to reread it. Then again, I'm really sorry for causing any confusion and definite inconvenience. May the ultimate force of universe bless you for being patient and understanding with this inconsiderate scumbag writer in me. (8.10.2012)

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Chapter 22: Blues Clues

Earlier prior to HIKA's performance and start of the match...

"Go back to that game.. and I want to see you again..~!"

'Not again...' Kakei held himself to groan and pinch the bridge of his nose. "Stop it, Mizumachi."

The other members noticeably heaved big sigh of relief. Their play would be a big failure if most member were going to be deaf before the match even begin.

"LOOK! LOOK! THERE'S HIKA!" The dark skinned blond howled in anticipation, eager to see his idol dearest.

'Hm.. So her eyes are blue.. Pretty interesting.' Kakei inwardly took notice.

"Now wait a second. Kakeeii... how come you bear resemblance with HIKA? No fair! You could pass as her sibling!"

Now at Mizumachi's comment, all Kyoshin players agreed. While both shared similar hair and eyes color, their personalities were clashing like fire and water. Kakei was cool and calm, but could be as furious as tornado when perturbed. On the contrary, HIKA was, by the appearance of her idol persona, an embodiment of fire goddess with warm sunny character, much too every one's delight.

The over 2 meters tall player scoffed, "Have you gone blind? Now stop this nonsense. Let's get a move."

Reluctantly, the rest members followed the blue-eyed player, including the ever frisky blonde.

Two piercing blue spheres couldn't take away his sight from the unexpected spectator.

'Odd. For a Teikoku to go all the way here watching preliminary match... Could he be gathering information? Hmph...no matter.'

"Oy.. oy! Kakeeiii...aren't you listening? See my good shots of HIKA! Isn't she reeeally cute? A Be Bop costume for cheering!"

Sighing, Kakei regarded Mizumachi half-heartedly. "Yeah...she is.."

Back to the only red haired shortie, Kakei kept shooting glances and couldn't help the slight hue on his cheeks when said boy met his eyes and smiled guilelessly.

'What the hell... Im normal!'

"Eh? Feeling hot, Kakei? I'm gonna grab a drink, want some?" Mizumachi noted the unusual flush on his usually fair skin.

"N-no need.. I'll get it myself.." Hastily, Kakei stood up and left his rambunctious partner on his own.

"KAKEEEIII! ONE BANANA MILK FOR MEE!"

The dark haired linebacker merely waved his hand in reply.

Kakei blinked. The front of his cloth, particularly on his groin, was visibly wet for the naked eyes.

"AH! I'M SORRY!"

Again, he blinked. For a guy, the person responsible for wetting his pants sounded pretty girlish. It was the Teikoku fella.

"Why are you here?"

"Eh?" Kagome didn't expect the question, what she expected was being reprimanded by the sharp look on his face.

"Um...because I want?"

It's official, Kakei felt skeptical.

"It's okay if you wanna gather some information of your rivals."

Now it clicked on her mind since she wore Kohaku's gakuran. She laughed it off a little, scratching the back of her faux ginger-haired head.

"Un! If you say so..." Her eyes flickered, looking straight into Kakei's blue ones. "Oh, you have blue eyes too! Your eyes are really cool!" She

The Poseidon's ace was used to hear people praising his eyes, yet the boy made him like he heard it for the first time. Looking away, he mumbled his thanks, feeling the previous warm on his face. Seeing his embarrassed look, Kagome couldn't help but being reminded of her stoic brother. They shared similar trait apparently.

"What's your school?" Smiling all the way, Kagome was heedless how her bubbly charm undid Kakei's usual bearing, being slightly more agitated instead of his usually cool aura.

"Kyoshin... Kyoshin Poseidon."

"Alright! Good luck for Kyoshin!" She was going to leave but stopped. "Oh! Please forgive me! Here, take this." She shoved her handkerchief, after deciding to leave the cleaning matter on his device. Despite her camouflage, she would not touch males crotch. Bidding him goodbye, she left to continue watching the rest tournament. Meanwhile, Kyoshin's 41 player was left in a mental turmoil. Shutting his eyes for a considerable while, he started to head back toward his teammates.

'I like females.. Right..?'