Akari: ATTENTION! Story has been rewritten due to misunderstanding plot by a few readers.

I apologized for my selfishness on making the story better, but please do take the time in reading it. Anyway, this chapter has been {Rewritten}! Please leave a review on this chapter on telling me your opinions. Thank you!

You're not alone

Chapter 1: Uninvited Guests

Endou Mamoru never felt better as white tainted the sky and round circular fluffy puff balls fell from the clouds. By the colour of his tanned skin, mainly, he loved the heat under the sun, but a little colder in the temperature would sooth him easier into a less stressful manner. After arriving Hokkaido a few minutes ago in the Inazuma Caravan, he literally jumped up and screamed out all of his pent-up emotions. After having his bottom attached to the seat like leeches, his bottom got a little sore and numbed from the amount of time.

The others were complaining about the sudden dropped of temperature and some were cuddling for warmth in their blankets. One minute they were under the scorching sun that burned their skins like the pits of hell, and now they were under the winter's merciless wrath that froze their entire organs. He could have laughed at how his friends stammered at their choice of words, but this wasn't the time to joke around. They were on a mission, and he'd definitely planning to submit all of his priority to it, just like a predator to a prey.

His thoughts were sooner flushed out from him as the caravan shook, breaking into an abrupt halt. He watched the team's driver, Furukabu, stared wide eyed into the snow. "Someone's out there."

Being the kind boy as he is, Endou volunteered to go checked on the said person. Before he'd lay a step out, a blizzard stormed in his way, blurring his sight from his motive. He heard a warning call from Natsumi—a manager and the daughter of the chairman from their school—requested him to stop his immediate action. Without giving a second thought, he gave a grin back and assured her. As soon as he was into the time of ice age, he trudged through the snow with an arm shielding his eyes from the rapid attacks of snow, hoping to find the one in need of his rescue.

There was one thing he was mostly quite known as, he was pretty stubborn like his grandfather. He was persistent and fixed on his route and always never turned back or regretted his decision, neither did his grandfather. He hated giving up and pulled up mid-way, he would rather complete it uninterrupted whether it was suffocating or breath taking, it didn't matter because he was a soccerbaka—was what everyone had told him.

Awarded in his efforts, right before him stood the very being he was locating for. Though, he was astonished by the other's resistance in this weather. Despite in the middle of a raging snowstorm, the figure before him wasn't frozen to death and the question was: how long he was here? Standing here would be suicide and he noted that the other was shivering slightly and hugging himself, but he'll survived—for now. "What are you doing out here in the storm?" Endou asked, brushing the snow from his shoulders while the other seemed to not mind. His mind was practically screaming was he an idiot! But he decided to cope up with the idea on shutting his mouth and shove the release about the repressed feeling into a corner.

He grimaced when a fresh new batch of snow replaced the cleaned areas of his shoulders. Maybe standing out in a middle of a ranting blizzard wasn't the finest idea in the dictionary. He mentally smacked himself for absurdly taking his actions instead of thinking it through from the beginning. He looked back the way he'd taken and found it only a few meters away in his radar. Smiling, he turned back and requested, "Get in!"

Said person opened his eyes that were remained shut minutes ago and raised his head. Grey eyes with a slightly hint of mixed sky-blue met comprehensive dark-brown orbs. The moment their gazes remained locked, Endou felt uneasy and would have backed away by then if it wasn't for the fact that he was the person with an upper hand in this. This person… Anyone would have been fooled by his weak appearance, by the innocent look of a child.

He had heard of people with a huge amount of aura determined the skills of a player. The stronger the player gets, the more intense the aura would get, but this boy he'd recently met by coincidence was totally in another league that exceeded even the world's top players. Compared to the other competitors he'd met, even Aliea Academy, was nothing as consuming as this one. Could this guy be? He jumped when the other gave out a sneeze and bundles of snow began congregating beneath their feet, shuddering the smaller teen's legs.

"Ah- Sorry! Come on, let's go!" Ignoring the feeling inside his heart, he half-dragged and half-led him back to the caravan and both of them were greeted by the mellowness of the heater.

"What took you so long?" Natsumi grumbled, worried over him a minute ago. "Were you…" she trailed off when a shorter teen stood behind him.

Endou scratched his cheek wearily, unable to explain the situation. "Well, you see… I found him in the middle of the road freezing."

Said person let out another sneeze and minutes later, he sat beside Touko, wrapped in a blanket as his quivering stopped. Aki and Haruna had brushed the still-formed snow and the heater helped a lot in reanimating him back as the caravan continued it's journey on. Others stared gingerly at him like he was a lost puppy prepared to be picked up and brought back home. After adjusting to the warm of the caravan, he returned the blanket with a 'thanks'.

Endou emerged from behind, taking in his attire properly. White bangs sticked out from under the white bucket hat he wore and a pair of soft bluish-grey eyes. His cream-coloured skin complexion seemed abnormal and blended perfectly with his slender body. Yellow shirt and a pair of black shorts with a blue scarf wrapped loosely around his neck with the ends pretty long until his knees. A matching yellow-coloured sash tied to his waist and a pair of sneakers.

"What were you doing out there in the snow just now?" Aki asked, smiling.

He lay a finger on his cheek, positioning himself into a thinking state with confused eyes. "Hm… what was I doing out there again?"

Everyone's jaws dropped from the way he answered it. "Seriously?!" Domon questioned, flabbergasted.

He let out a small laugh from the funny looks he was receiving. "I'm just kidding. I was heading somewhere, then out of nowhere, a blizzard came crashing in before I could even arrive at my destination," he replied, composed himself as his laughter died down when the caravan sank on one side deeper.

Furukabu tried the wheel few more times before coming into a conclusion that one of the tires' been caught in the snow. He unbuckled his seatbelt and left his seat. "I'll go take a look."

A chill breeze cut through the air as it roughly ruffled his white bangs, narrowed grey eyes plastered on his face. "He's coming."

Taken aback by his statement—just like everyone else was—Megane readjusted his glasses toward the windshield beside him. He squeaked loudly as the windshield was clawed by an enormous paw with sharpened talons. The caravan rocked back and forth as a loud roar echoed. The managers erupted into screams as everyone tried to grab onto something for balance. The blizzard grew feisty as the mini earthquake ceased. Kidou peered through the windshield, a mountain bear slipped into unconsciousness as it collapsed onto the ground while a shadow loomed behind.

"Wait, where did he go?" Natsumi asked, finally realizing the empty seat beside Touko.

Everyone gawked at the air, expecting someone to be sitting there. Their attention were soon drawn to the boy right at the entrance, giving them a smile. "It's safe to go now."

Furukabu fumbled with the wheels and switches a bit. He smiled when the engine started in full health. "Oh, we can move. All right, let's go! You better get in now before the snowstorm gets rougher," gesturing to him.

He didn't moved from his spot, instead he scanned around before giving them another prince-like smile. "I'm already running late on my appointment with a friend," he said as the blizzard went off the charts. His bangs crippled from the wind and his hat nearly flew off. "So… I'll be off."

He was certainly insane. No, more like psychotic. Who would walk out into a blazing snowstorm just to meet a friend for an appointment? The answer was obvious. No one! Endou urgently grabbed the latter's shoulder. "What are you saying? There's a million degrees drop of temperature and a raging snowstorm outside! You can't be seriously fighting through all that thick snow just for running late in an appointment. The way we found you in the middle of the road before… You'll just end up like that again! And this time, we won't be there to help you."

He didn't turned nor flinched at his words. Instead he held up the soccer ball that wasn't there before. "This is your soccer ball, right? The only reason I was out there freezing, because I was left defenseless without a soccer ball. Now, if you don't mind, I would be borrowing this for awhile. By the way, I've never seen any of you around here before. You guys seemed to be looking for something."

Endou took his hand back and nodded. "We're looking for Hakuren Junior High."

"Once you're out of this storm, just head straight up. After the woods on your right, on your left, you can find Hakuren Junior High on top of a hill and turn left into the pathway." He spun his head slightly and smiled under his bangs. "Thank you. Goodbye." Before Endou had even registered the words into his brain, he disappeared without a trace, leaving the door shut tight behind him.

Endou groaned when Furukabu was still on the wheel, driving smoothly across the vast land of snow. He'd expected his driver to at least turned back and relieved some updates on their journey, but it didn't seemed like they were any closer than before. The direction and address giving by the boy—who saved their lives from a ferocious beast attack—turned out to be helpful. He could tell they were nearing their respectful destination, judging from the woods he'd mentioned earlier on the right.

Cluelessly, his thoughts drifted back to the boy who was vulnerable in middle of the snow. The way he had reacted when he sensed his aura, clearly his appearance had betrayed his strength. True, he was tiny and his surface was weak, but he knew to never judged others' abilities by their looks. What bewildered him was the boy's personality. The way he replied Aki's question absentmindedly triggered a sense of doubt and confusion. People with upmost power would have displayed a cool and composed wall—for example Gouenji.

And yet, this guy was different. He should have had the eyes to pierce through gazes of someone else, standing straight and looking forward displaying confidence, voice that demanded successful results and a winning street of victories, movements that showed dominance over another and an impression of leadership, but none of that was within the boy. Instead his eyes were big and soft of a puppy's, he was slightly shy and timid, his voice was soft but hearable and gave out a warm feeling of reassurance, movements as graceful as a swan with elegant and beauty, his attitude as out-going and cheerful with positive thoughts and his powerless state gave everyone support as a stepping stone.

If their paths ever crossed, Endou would unquestionably asked for his name. Setting that aside, his mind went back to the present of time. He couldn't helped but rewind back to the past where he'd failed to stop the person he respected as a partner, departed on his own way. He was saddened and so were the team, but everyone managed to move on, believing he would be back. His eyes landed on the pink-haired striker who sat alone in his seat. Except for someone…

Someoka and Gouenji weren't the closest and they would argue at times. When Gouenji first joined the club, Someoka had felt utter jealousy for the flame striker. Gouenji was the Ace and everyone had their focus solely on Gouenji and set Someoka aside. During matches, the team would pass the ball to Gouenji even though he was marked and that made him realized that the reason Someoka rejected him as a comrade was because of his teammates not trusting his strength. After proven his strength accepted by the team, Someoka decided to cast the issue of who's stronger away and respected the Ace as a friend.

Endou sighed. The team's mood had made a complete 360 degree turn from bad to worst. He pondered about the night before where Haruna had managed to discover the mystery behind the 'suppose' trainer they were going to work with. There wasn't much about him and found out some of it was removed, including the photos, videos and any other personal information. It seemed the entire website of this 'Fubuki Shirou' was covered with tons of information, his achievements, his life style and so on, but it was totally wiped cleaned from someone.

"Fubuki Shirou was the captain of a renowned team that consisted of prodigies and climbed to the top of the world. Each of them received a title in the records to remain permanent of having a winning streak. It is confirmed that not even a single challenger had taken a point from them. The team disbanded and went their own ways after their last year in 6th grade. Reporters and the paparazzi were forbidden to have questions for the team due to safety purposes and the mystery behind their excellent achievements carried on unidentified. The opponents were interviewed after every match with them and they began to describe them as geniuses descended from the Heaven's. One of their opponents from the finals had said that they'd formed miracles and astonishing movements during their match. Thus, the team was given a title and a name that summarized their talents, Kiseki no Sedai."

The title stunned them like lightning and what's more nervous was they were going to meet the captain of the team that defeated every single team on Earth. He was excited while the first years rejected the idea on meeting him, let alone recruiting him into a weak team. The coach had instructed that this 'Fubuki Shirou' would be a trainer/manager for the team to help them get stronger for the matches against Aliea Academy. The only crucial problem right now was: Would they meet his expectations?

"You can see it! That's Hakuren Junior High!" Furukabu informed as he made a turn into the pathway.

Hakuren practically discharged into cheers and shook the Earth when the number one team in Japan, Raimon Junior High's Soccer Club, greeted them on their school's front doorstep. Autographs were asked, hugs were requested, pictures were taken and smiles were too wide. The team were lucky to stumble upon the soccer club of their objective, mainly by coincidence. Each of them wore Hakuren's jersey consisting of matching light-green jersies and long pants with dark-blue streaks across the chest, at the waist and in the middle. Most of them wore ear muffs and other accessories for maintaining body temperature.

Sorano Rebun, one of the midfielders, shook Endou's hand and welcomed them to Hakuren. "What brings the famous Raimon Eleven to Hakuren?"

Endou scratched his head, grinning like a fool. "Thank you, you flatter me."

Kazemaru rested his hands on his waist and gave a sigh. "Endou, that's not the issue right now."

"Do you know where Fubuki Shirou-kun is?" Hitomiko interjected, sparing no more time to waste.

"Fubuki-kun? You just missed him, he went to the orphanage half an hour ago. The orphanage's going to hold a haunted house event tomorrow, so Sayaka-chan requested Fubuki-kun to go help prepare and tidy the place up. So he won't be back until around evening or maybe by nightfall." Konko shrugged. "But I don't think it would hurt to pay a visit at the orphanage at this time around if it's an important thing you would like to discuss." She turned to her teammates. "By the way, where's captain?"

The line caught Kidou's attention off edge. "Captain? Isn't Fubuki the captain of Hakuren?"

"No," she shook her head, earning gasps from Raimon. "He's the vice-captain and more like a manager rather than a player. Of course, if you compare their strength together, captain weren't be on par with Fubuki-kun. It's just that captain have a stronger authority over Fubuki-kun. Fubuki-kun might be physically strong and all, but when it comes to outside of the pitch, he's mentally weak and you would think he's like a lost puppy."

"Authority," Someoka scoffed. "What's with the bigger than a bear?"

"What are you talking about?" she pouted, irritated by his manners. "You know better that those rumours weren't true! If you want info on him, get it from the internet, not random rumours thrown around by the public. He's consider the smallest in the team."

"Well, aside from someone."

"Iya-kun, I don't want to go into another fight about height since you're as tiny as I am," gesturing to the brunette beside her. "And Fubuki-kun's only about few inches taller than me so don't judge. The reason captain have the authority because she have custody over Fubuki-kun. Anyway, you better hurry."

Her black eyes glinting at the snow as she shove it out of the way with a shower, piling them up around the corners. She buried the shower into the snow and sat down on one of the swings. Her long flowing black hair pushed into a high ponytail and her boots sank into the snow beneath her. She sighed and scanned her surroundings, everything was replaced by a layer of snow and the tiny icebergs from the branches sparkled. "Looks like today's storm have really made a mess. I wonder whether can we finish everything by tomorrow?"

She shook her head and stood up with her fist clenched up in front of her chest. "Okay! Let's do it!" She was about to reach for the shower when someone stepped into the grounds, disrupting her movements as she turned around and a smile growing wider by the second. "Fubuki-kun!" She sprinted forward, clasping her hands with his while he dropped the soccer ball by the lost of contact. "I'm so happy that you can come and help out! The kids would love it when they found out you're here!"

Fubuki gave a smile back. "Of course, Sayaka. If I don't, there're sure going to tear me apart. Since I'm late, that makes it no difference, does it?"

Sayaka unclasped her hands. "Don't worry about them. They knew you would be late, seeing that the storm was rougher than average. The children are sleeping for a break and would continue later on. I wanted to call you and call it off, but it seems that you kept your promise even though there was a raging blizzard. Speaking of snow, you're covered from head to toe." She began brushing the snow away from him. "It's not good walking out that much these days, sooner or later you'll get sick."

Fubuki shut one eye as she brushed the tiny bits of snow away from his icy cheeks. "I didn't know there was going to be a storm. When I came to realize it, I was already trapped in it."

"That's your fault for not checking the weather."

"I didn't have a choice since I was already late."

Sayaka gave a smile. "Well, it's okay. I was just worried about you."

His cheeks flushed a light shade of red. "You can stop acting like a babysitter."

Sayaka gave a suspicious grin. "That's because I am looking after a baby." She took off his hat as milky-white wolf ears sprung up. She ran her hand through his white locks affectionally, sometimes outlining the edges of his adorable ears. Sayaka went for a bear hug, pulling him closer to her. A similar milky-coloured furry extension from his backbone wagged sheepishly at the contact. "Since you're here, let's clean the yard before waking them up," she said, not letting him go just yet and received a nod in reply. She opened her eyes and something caught her eye from above. She gasped and yanked Fubuki backwards as a light shot down from above at their original spot. The bright light blinded her vision for a second as she squinted her eyes. Figures stood before them as Sayaka widened her eyes.

"Who are… you guys?"