Akari: This chapter is {Rewritten}! Enjoy! Again, sorry! I would be spending my time rewriting and reediting chapters, so chapter 17 is on hold!
You're not alone
Chapter 3: The North Wind
"Game and Match, Tsubaki Shana. 6-0."
Shana jumped off the walls, landing steadily onto the ground as her eyes fixed on the duo in the middle of the circle. Her ponytail swayed from the cool breeze as her feet obediently approached them, passing through the human-formed circle as they backed away out of fear. She stopped in front of them and examined their injuries while settling them down onto the floor to loosen up their fatigued legs, tired from running around without a decent break. "Are you okay?"
Sayaka nodded. "Still alive."
Their faces were covered with a few scratches while their bodies took the real damage, planted with bruises and slightly bloody cuts. She lay a consoling hand on each of their shoulders. "Don't worry. I'll patch you guys up after this." Shana stood up with her racket and dropped her duffle bag beside them. "You're Raimon Eleven?" A firm nod from the brunette answered her question as she turned away. "I'll leave them to you."
The said group ran over to both of them. The managers helped Sayaka up as she gave her thanks. Endou, Ichinose, Domon and Kidou went to Fubuki's aid and gently lifted him without hurting him. Lucky for them that he was light. The rescuers supported their weight and made their way out from the circle while Haruna took Shana's duffle bag. Riimu, pink hair with a dark skin tone forward, took a step closer to her target when he was close. Before she could even take another step, a tennis ball flew between her legs, stunning her as she fell back. Her black eyes met fearsome violet eyes.
"Don't take another step closer."
Her eyes locked with Coral and her face wasn't promising. "You were the one who did this to them."
"So what if I did," he countered, he wasn't going to lose to a girl like her.
"Then," she tossed the ball up. "I'll just have to repay the offer." Her racket plunged into the ball as the swift action caught him off guard. The ball travelled past his teammates and knocked him down by the forehead, manufacturing a red mark while at it.
"That hurts!" He held his forehead, clutching the bruise. His teammates made no move of stopping the awakening beast, simply standing there like statues.
"That hurts? That hurts? Sayaka and Fubuki-" She tossed another ball up high. "-are much more in pain!" She smashed the ball as it launched itself at the bluenette. The ball flew past his cheeks, brushing his hair and grazed his left cheek. He didn't made any move of inspecting his cheek, rather he sat there scared out of his mind. "Who's next?" Her targets flinched from the request, their bodies stiffened from her deadly glare on them.
"You seem to be quite lively in this kind of whether, Tsubaki Shana." Everyone peered into the darkness of what remained of the building, destroyed, forgotten and useless, all for the entertainment of the invaders. A conceited voice echoed, sending chills running down their spines, travelling back and forth as a luminous aura brimming within the dusk. Olive green hair and black eyes emerged, a smirk dawning on him.
"Reize?!" The remaining members just so happened to arrive and screeched.
Shana arced an eyebrow. "Reize?"
Reize sighed. "I suppose you won't hand over him. I apologize for my teammates ill mannered way of greeting. I shall see to it that they receive their punishment. Then, we shall take our leave." Gemini Storm didn't even had time to protest and gathered together. "Remember, enjoy your sweet time, you foolish humans. The next time we meet, you won't be that lucky anymore." Light engulfed them and left behind their destruction for the mortals to clean up.
Shana abandoned her position and proceeded towards the caravan where Fubuki and Sayaka were evacuated, eyes sealed onto their conditions at first glance as the caravan took a steady pace in driving. Sayaka had a few scratches to her neck and shoulders which were bandaged perfectly. Shana held her hands into hers. "What happened?" She was worried and frightened when her mind meandered back to the distress text she'd gotten. Of course she was worried, this was her little twin she's talking about.
Sayaka shook her head, understanding her eyes. "I'm fine. Fubuki-kun came to the orphanage to help out for the preparations. Instantly, Gemini Storm came unnoticed and demanded me to hand over Fubuki. The kids are fine and we ran away, just like you told us to. We hid in the alleyway about a mile from the orphanage, but it didn't take long for them to find us. We ran for the abandoned restaurant and took cover upstairs for a break. Coral shattered the window and some of the shards inflicted cuts on us. We ran out before he could destroy the building along with us, but the landing wasn't appropriate. We got surrounded and Raimon came to help us. Not long, you came. Speaking of shards, you should be more worried about Fubuki-kun."
Shana nodded. She sat beside Fubuki who had his head down low. She gave a small smile and lay a hand on top his head, stroking his ears as his long furry tail wagged in response. The cut in his left leg wasn't deep and didn't required any stitches. His left cheek grazed with a thin line of blood still sipping out and skimmed to his chin. The fabric at his forearm slit opened, revealing a small batch of bare skin. "Here, let me take care of that." She took out an extra towel from her duffle bag and gently wiped his cheek, cleaning off the blood as he winced from the contact. She retreated the towel and stuffed it into a plastic bag.
"You're Fubuki Shirou?" A voice came from in front beside the driver's seat. Not a moment too soon, the whole caravan devoured with shouts and protests. Shana knew that they never expected the captain of the Kiseki no Sedai would have an impression of a weak boy. Furthermore, she knew they were looking for him when she heard rumours about Raimon Eleven being in Hokkaido. "I'm Kira Hitomiko, Raimon Junior High Soccer Club's coach. Could you give us some of your time?"
Fubuki nodded. "Raimon Junior High Soccer Club…?" Shana smiled and leaned in to his ear, mouthing a few words. "Really?"
"Yeah."
"Mind dropping me by the orphanage?" Sayaka shouted from behind, referring to the driver.
"Oh. Okay."
"Sayaka, you're not coming?" Fubuki asked. It wasn't safe going out there since she was the main source of the aliens' anger.
Sayaka gave a pat on his head. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. The kids are there and they're going to panic if they found that I'm not there. Make sure you stay by Shana's side." Gravity ceased as the entrance was opened wide. Sayaka stood up and rushed out. "And one more thing, here!" She tossed something across the air. Fubuki caught it and observed the small container with orange liquid inside. "Just incase you need it! See you!" She hopped off the caravan recklessly and Raimon found it hard to believe that she wasn't scared.
Fubuki observed the tofu reacting from the heat, slowly forming a soccer ball above. Haruna sat across him, captured in her laptop. Shana sat beside him, running her fingers through his hair and ruffling his ears comfortably. Konko watched the scene unfolded between the two while Raimon's coach sat cross-legged beside Haruna, crossing her arms over her chest, waiting for her companion to finish sorting out the records. Endou sat wearily, engrossed in keeping quiet for his friend to work better. Fubuki heaved a sigh of boredom as he watched the routine over and over again.
After dropping Sayaka by the orphanage, the caravan had begun a speed run back to Hakuren. Someoka, the current Ace Striker of the team, ran off with a scowl on his face. Fubuki frowned at the memory. He didn't know what grudge did the striker had towards the ever so innocent Fubuki. Maybe he never greeted him properly and were those types where he'll get angry if he wasn't respected for a high status. Or maybe he was those types who wouldn't want to lose and give up his position. The second one seemed to be more accurate and obviously, seeing that the latter had been glaring daggers at him during the whole ride.
In defense of Fubuki's uneasiness, Shana had willingly (gladly) fought back Someoka's with hers. Fubuki saw the back of Someoka's hair stood up and looked away with a sweat visible on his brow. Fubuki nearly laughed when Someoka tried to fight back, but flinched away less than a second when his incompetent stare met her deadly snake like glare. It wasn't surprising that she won. No human being had rivalled with her in a staring contest before, they were amateurs, non-experienced fools that dared had the guts.
One evening when Sayaka, Shana and him had a little picnic with the kids at the backyard of the orphanage. He was busy preparing the meals, but didn't realized a python had went in from the opened door. The python nearly bit him when a knife flew past his head, fastened itself against the wooden floor and the python practically yelped and fled when it came across her dark look. Fubuki continued his work as if nothing had happened and found Shana by the window with a smile. He rose an eyebrow at that moment.
Aki went to persuade him while the other managers reassured Fubuki that he wasn't that cruel. They headed down by the stairs and found an igloo to discuss important matters while the others pounded each other with snowballs.
"We're gathering comrades to defeat Aliea Academy," Hitomiko said, breaking the silence. Although it wasn't the proper way to start the discussion, but it was a start. "Otonashi-san," signalling to the smaller girl with a mere stare. Haruna nodded and positioned her laptop on her lap so everyone had a full view of the screen. She went through documents and finally settled onto the pictures, arranging them in a way, allowing every possible school to be shown at the same time, each had it's own level of damage. Some minored, some destroyed, some permanently disintegrated. And Fubuki felt awful for their actions, everyone did. "Several days ago, Aliea Academy destroyed junior high schools here in Hokkaido."
"You know about these happenings, right?" Endou asked.
"Well, some of them," Shana replied. She wasn't that gracious with strangers, especially those who came here for something. "How do we play a big role in this?"
"We're trying to create the strongest soccer team on Earth to defeat them. That's why we came to see you, Fubuki! Shana too!"
"We've heard the rumours about you. If those rumours were true, we'd like you to come fight with us," Hitomiko added. "Will you show us your playing?"
"What if we refuse?" Everyone was startled, except for Fubuki and Hitomiko who remained composed by the suggestion. "Our life is already well and everything's fine in our current way of living. Do you think we would just comply and throw away our peaceful life here?" Endou was lost for words and didn't know how to counter their denial. "Thought so." She stood up and exited the igloo, coincidently everyone was eavesdropping on their conversation. She glared at them and they squeaked in response. "C'mon, Fubuki. We're going." She strode through the crowd without looking back as Fubuki tailed behind her.
Kurimatsu stood in their way. "Won't you at least hear us out! We really need your help!"
Shana ignored the plea and bypassed him. She wasn't going to be involved in such trivial things nor would she let Fubuki do it. Her main objective was keeping the latter safe from harm's way, not dragged him into one.
"It's better that they don't. After all, they're newbies that just started a soccer club," Someoka deadpanned, earning gasps from his teammates.
The comment successfully stopped Shana in her tracks, turning around with a frown. "You seem to have a lot of confidence to say something like that. Just because you won the Football Frontier, doesn't mean that you're stronger than everyone. Don't act too full of yourself, you'll get hurt someday with that kind of attitude," she replied coldly. "You know what, your type of people is the most annoying out of the idiots that I've met in my life. No, you're worst than any of them."
"Why you little!" Everyone held there breaths when Someoka went for the punch, he wanted to strangle her until her life was out. The fist never connected when Ichinose and Domon held the 'wild animal' back from starting a fight. "Let me go! She needs a lesson to be taught!"
"Calm down!" Ichinose exclaimed. "Don't start any unnecessary fights!"
"Unnecessary fights? She started all this crap and she can never replace him!" Someoka continued to struggle and managed to break free from their grasps. "If she thinks she is so high and mighty! Why don't she try countering this!" He abruptly shot a soccer ball towards her which was laying on the ground minutes ago.
"Someoka!"
The ball headed for her direction, but her eyes remained emotionless. She drew back her foot in an attempt to stop it when Fubuki appeared above the ball and slammed into the ground. The ball obeyed his force and settled under his foot. "Sorry, but…" he turned, seriousness blossomed in his eyes. "…fighting is prohibited in the school grounds and rules are to be follow. As the vice captain of Hakuren Junior High Soccer Club, I cannot allow any harm comes to either of our members, including our captain." Raimon froze. "All of you had broken a single rule of trespassing into our grounds, so I don't expect another rule to be broken. Violence is one of them." He directed the last sentence towards Someoka.
"What are you-!"
"Fubuki-kun is right!" Konko interjected. "Violence won't solve anything and how rude of you to treat our captain that way!" She earned nods from her team. "If you came here to ask for help, at least show some respect!"
"We don't need her help at all from the start! We are perfectly fine the way we are now, right!" Someoka turned to everyone else for support. "We don't need someone like her at all!"
"Really now," Shana mocked, her expressionless face left unchanged. "Why don't we have a match? If you win, I'll take back everything that I've had said."
"Why you-!"
"Okay. We'll determine it through a match, but will you reconsider about joining us?" Kidou slapped a hand across Someoka's mouth, shutting him up.
"Fine."
Haruna wondered how did hell managed to break lose. One minute she was on her laptop arranging the pictures in order, now she was preparing a camera for recording the match for further observations if needed. She too was amused by Shana's refusal. Fubuki might have been that special for her to decline the offer of a life time playing with stronger teammates with stronger challenges. Her declaration made everyone gasped and her brother's acceptance had turned this into an uproar. She wondered what was her brother thinking, was he aware that it would come to this? Was it unavoidable and they were destined to follow fate's path?
One way or another, they needed to win this match to insure of Shana's approval and proved to her that they weren't weaklings begging for pity. They were equals asking for assistance. Today was no ordinary practice match for Raimon. The score will determined the chances on having both of them recruited. Everyone positioned themselves onto the field, getting ready for the kickoff while the managers stood at Raimon's sidelines; Fubuki stood in Hakuren's corner, seemed to be staring at every player from Raimon.
"Now it's finally beginning! The practice match of Raimon Junior High versus Hakuren Junior High! I, Kakuma Keita, will be your commentator today!"
Lights flickered on by the enormous stadium at the sound of the announcement. The seats were cramped with countless of spectators, stuffing comments and opinions continuously. Raimon was astounded by the number of audience surrounding them by the seats. Cheerleaders cheered for Hakuren, summersaulting around with colourful pom-poms. The fans kept screaming for Hakuren's victory as four huge screens - facing different directions, displayed Hakuren's logo and Raimon's lightning mark in a dramatic allured way, increasing the excitement from the awaiting audience.
"You got to be kidding me…" Endou stared, absorbing the newly replaced environment. "We have to play in front of everyone?!"
Raimon agreed on Endou's statement. How many people were here? Why was a practice match this important into having the entire school population coming? Why were they so excited over a practice match? Was the soccer club this popular? How did they raised the soccer population in this school when they recently started a year ago? Were they really that good? Raimon knew a stadium could be crowded and rowdy, but this was ridiculous!
Both Endou and Shana went to the middle of the field where the referee signalled the captains to come forward. The crowd bursted out into screams when Shana walked past her teammates, arriving earlier on his instructions. Endou soon arrived later and they shook hands. "If you're wondering how did the soccer club became this famous, it was because of Fubuki's reputation in his career. Ever since he transferred to Hakuren, his existence became known around Hokkaido, so most of the 6th graders picked this school as their first choice in order to compete against him. Despite having a team against him, his winning streak continued on unbeatable and earned tons of admirers and people acknowledge him as a leader," Shana explained, studying Endou's shocked expression.
Beep!
The kickoff started with Matoro passing to Shana. Shana began a head-on attack which surprised Ichinose and Domon when she dribbled past them. Kidou and Kurimatsu got ready in their positions for any unexpected plays. Their theory proved to be wrong when Hakuren's forward made a pass to the touch line. When everyone thought it would be out of bounds, Sorano swooped in and passed it back to Shana.
Fubuki smiled as he watched Shana and everyone coordinated in their plays. They were in sync and Raimon was left defenseless. The ball danced around the field, each receiver restricted the enemies' movements after having the ball passed to another teammate. The crowd got louder and rowdier as the ball was kept in Hakuren's possession the whole time. At last, Shana dribbled past the remaining defenders and Endou was prepared to catch any shot. Sorry Endou-kun, but scoring is not just all about power. Because as long as the ball hits the net, it's a goal.
Endou dived in when Shana pulled back her leg to shoot, his hand directly ahead of the ball. Endou smirked, he knew that she wouldn't be able to shoot with him blocking her path. With a smirk, Shana's foot retreated back, passing the ball to the right using her other foot to speed up her action. Mabuka appeared out of nowhere and gently tapped the ball with his head into the goal, changing it's direction. Endou didn't have enough time to react and watched helplessly as the ball sailed across the air into the goal.
Beep! "Goal! What magnificent teamwork displayed by Hakuren! Hakuren takes the leading point!"
Raimon delivered each other bewildered faces, taking time to register the current event. Raimon Eleven was playing a one-sided match with a beginners team that had formed a year ago, and the favour was in their opponent. They couldn't touch the ball nor steal it. It was clear that Hakuren dominated the first half with 5-0. Everyone crossed the touch lines and headed for their 15 minutes break. Raimon sat in silence, dejection confined the atmosphere with the coach devising up a strategy. The managers handed refreshments and damp towels silently, contemplating on disturbing the devastation lingered on their faces.
"Raise you heads, guys!" Everyone turned their heads to Endou. "We did everything we could. There's no guarantee that we'll win this match, but now, we just have to play our soccer and at least convey our feelings to them through soccer!" He made sure everyone was listening before shouting, "Sakka Yarouze!" Smiles crept upon each of their faces. That was right, how could have they forgotten about the fun in the sport, they were obsessed with winning and shove away their true feelings towards soccer. Soccer wasn't a tool meant for determining the winners or losers, it was a sport that lighten your hearts from the burdens weighted upon your shoulders through joy and fun. Together. Endou rested a hand on Someoka's shoulder. "And Someoka, you should pass to the others once in awhile."
Someoka's shoulders shook violently. "There's no point in passing if they can't make a goal. All they have to do is pass it to me and i'll make the goal for them. If this continues on further with you guys fooling around by passing to each other and trying to shoot. We'll lose!"
"But it's fun." A voice spoke from behind.
"Fubuki?" Endou questioned, wondering why was he doing all the way over here instead of discussing strategies with his teammates.
"It's true that it's depressing to lose a match and it's frustrating. Even if you beat us as a team that can't trust each other, no one will be happy. No matter how many points you have at the end of the game, if you're not happy, that's no victory!" Raimon gasped at his speech and the spectators on the stands found themselves either speechless or smiling. It seemed that the camera crew had shifted their main objective to Fubuki, broadcasting him on screen. "You don't know what will happen until the end. Zettai akiramenai!" Fubuki paused a moment and smiled, seems that the mood had gotten better. "That is all." He gave a curt bow and left, joining back to Hakuren bleachers and they shot him a few grins. The crowd broke into cheers and kept chanting his name repeatedly.
"Was it unavoidably for you to ease up our opponents' mind?" Shana asked, smiling. "Looks like it's going to be a lot harder in the second half." She sighed.
"Who said we were going to lose." Fubuki countered, nodding to her as she returned his nod.
"Sometimes I wonder whether you're the same person as that weak boy outside the pitch."
"Who said I was weak."
"Mentally."
The second half had begun and Raimon was putting up a good fight, at the very least. Their passes connected and steals were successful, but they need to do better than that to win the match. Fubuki glanced at the scores, hung in the air. The scores were down to 8-4 in Hakuren's favour, but Raimon was slowly making a comeback. They had succeeded with Someoka scoring thrice with Dragon Crash and a score with Twin Boost from Ichinose and Kidou. The match went on fairly well and the crowd also began cheering for Raimon to not give up, earning a few more fans from Hakuren.
"There's not much time left on the clock! Will Raimon make a comeback through the remaining minutes?" Kakuma shouted through the microphone, the sound nearly piercing Fubuki's hearing.
Fubuki dropped his ears to reduce the sound and had a death grip on his clipboard. "I would have been more happier if he didn't screamed at the microphone…" he mumbled with eyes rolled. Beep! Fubuki realized that Raimon made another score, seeing them jumping around like bunnies. Three points difference, huh? They're not so bad as I thought.
Shana made her way to the bleachers with her teammates tailing behind. "Looks like it's time for you to participate."
Fubuki gave a smile. "We'll see about that."
"How much you got?"
"Plenty."
The match resumed as Hakuren assembled back onto the pitch with Hyoujyou replacing Chihira. After setting his foot onto his position as the forward with Shana beside him, he received a nod from Fubuki. "Alright. You know the plan?" he asked, looking at the bluenette beside her.
"You don't need to tell me twice."
Hyoujyou and Shana attacked with the ball in Shana's possession. They were immediately faced with Kidou and managed to dribble past him with each other's help. Kidou turned back to defense and was shocked to find Mabuka marking him, hindering his way. Both forwards advanced swiftly, getting past the defense with ease. They exchanged stares and faced each other as soon as they were meters away from the penalty area. The temperature dropped and Raimon felt rawness in their skins. Ice surrounded the ball and formed a tornado. Hyoujyou and Shana jumped, clashing at the ball. "Ice Storm!"
"What?!" Endou was too late on summoning Majin The Hand as the ball hurtled into the goal.
Beep! "Goal! Finally, finally! Hakuren revealed one of their hissatsus, Ice Storm! Hakuren is still in lead with a score of 9-5!"
Raimon finally witnessed the true strength of Hakuren as their counterattack began. Passes never attached, or rather they were severed. Hyoujyou and Shana assaulted insanely resulted into Endou's hands downed to numbness and pain sprouted throughout his body. It was clearly a one-sided match with Raimon defending while Hakuren was on the offensive side. Never stirred up the wind from the North was the last warning they were given from their research of Hakuren, the warning had made Endou fired up and so did everyone, but they never expected to be defeated so easily.
After trying to make another steal and marked by the same player, Kidou gritted his teeth. Why do they know each of everyone's weakness and their limits? Surely observing us weren't be enough and mere coincidence was incorrect for their plays. Then how? Think, there must be a secret behind this. He concentrated hard, eyes wandering around the field, but not a slightest clue came up. A mop of white hair engaged his view and answers struck him.
Beep! Beep! Beep! "This is the end of the match! Hakuren wins with a score of 15-5!"
"Thanks for giving me a ride to the orphanage," Fubuki said, giving everyone a smile as they walked towards the huge building, passing the gates while at it.
After the deciding match with Hakuren and Raimon, Shana agreed in joining Raimon with their fight as their Ace Striker and Fubuki as their trainer. Shana went back to her tennis tournament that had yet to finish while Fubuki returned to the orphanage with Raimon Eleven following out of boredom. Though, they couldn't shake of the feeling from Shana's threat given to them.
"You guys better make sure Fubuki makes it back to Hakuren in one piece. If I see any harm comes to him or even a single scratch is lay on him, I swear you'll hear it from me." Her violet eyes narrowed with a glint of red. "The hard way."
"How do you put up with Shana being that mean?" Kurimatsu asked, walking beside Fubuki.
Fubuki turned his head, curiosity took over. "What are you talking about? She's not mean. Although she's scary, she's quite nice if you get to know her better. It's just she's too overprotective around strangers." Fubuki smiled. "When it comes to difficult situations, you would thank her for being herself. Besides, it's better to be yourself rather than someone else." As Fubuki turned the knob, everyone inside ceased their actions, turning their heads. "Sorry I'm late."
"Shirou-nii!" The children shouted, running towards him and hugging his waist. After greeting him with enthusiasm, the children kept pushing and pulling him into the building.
Once entered, Fubuki set the bags of materials down. "I bought extra supplies for the haunted house." He took out three bags from the pile, giving each of them a smile. "And presents!" Fubuki went in the kitchen and informed, "I'll prepare tea."
Sayaka watched as the children rummaged through the bags for their presents with their names imprinted on. Raimon followed and sat comfortably on the couches while pondering about their missing coach or the scenery they were in.
"All of them lost their parents at a young age," Sayaka explained, giving a weak smile. "It's weird, right? Seeing how they are smiling now without a care when they had faced a terrible past. Avalanches has been happening around here very frequently and so did lost lives. Here, right now, are the remaining survivors of those who couldn't, but surviving out there on the streets weren't an easy task for anyone, especially when the world is unknown to them. So, I started this orphanage to bring them in until someone comes for adoption."
"How are you paying the expenses?" Kidou asked.
"That, we have charities and donations to cover that up, but most of the money comes from Fubuki."
"Does he have a job?"
"When you put it that way, you can say his career is his job."
Fubuki came in with a tray in his hands, a black tea set with multiple tea cups. He set the tray down onto the table, grabbed the teapot and gently poured tea for everyone. Everyone took a sip and relaxed from it's texture and well made formula. Sayaka breathed in the aroma and gracefully drank it. As soon as her absorption was finished, she examined it's aspect. Transparent yellowish in colour with tiny fragments of petals deep inside. "What did you made this time?"
Fubuki sat down beside Sayaka, helping himself to the drink. "Chrysanthemum tea. It is a flower-based tisane made from chrysanthemum flowers of the species Chrysanthemum morifolium and Chrysanthemum indicum. It's a Chinese traditional herb tea that helps for the cooling process of the body."
"It's rare for you to make this." Fubuki looked away and Sayaka didn't missed the guilt in his eyes. "If this is for my wounds, you can stop worrying. Besides, you were the one who took the most damage, having that big cut on your knee."
"It wasn't deep, so it's fine."
Sayaka sighed. "Stubborn, are you?"
"Shirou-nii! Help me with the poster!" A brunette shouted, holding a paintbrush.
"No! Shirou-nii! Help me hang this up!" A black haired interjected, trying desperately to reach a certain height.
"What are you talking about? I asked first!"
"Well, too bad! He's helping me."
"Oh, you wanna go at it!"
"Fine by me!"
And chaos dawned onto them as the children stared idiotically at their cat and mouse fight. "Both of you stop it," Fubuki said as he stood up and went to clear up the argument.
"He started it first!"
"By the way, how did the match go?" Sayaka asked. "I heard that you guys had a big crowd."
Endou scratched his neck, embarrassed. "We kinda lost by 15-5, but it's a good thing that Shana reconsider on joining us."
"That's good. Good luck." Sayaka offered a smile.
"Saya-nee! Help me with this!"
"Hai! Coming!" Sayaka stood up and went to her aid.
"How strong is Fubuki?" Kidou asked abruptly.
Sayaka paused. "He's stronger than you can ever imagine. After all, he's the captain of the Kiseki no Sedai, there is no telling what ideas he have in his head when going up against him."
"If we were to have a match with them now, how will the outcome be like?" Her eyes darkened from the question and averted her eyes. She didn't know how to tell it to them, especially to the winners of the Football Frontier. They gave her questioning looks and there's no point in telling them later, she sighed and turned back, looking straight into their eyes.
"You'll be instantly destroy."
OMAKE
"I'll prepare tea," Fubuki informed as he went into the kitchen.
"Let's make sandwiches! I'll cut the cabbages!" Sayaka went to get a cutting board and cabbages from the fridge while Raimon decided to pitch in and help out.
"Hey, I found the tomato sauce- AH!" Kabeyama screamed as he tripped at a slippery part and the bottle slipped out from his grasps. Kabeyama knocked Sayaka down as she released her hold on the knife.
Someoka barely caught the knife in his hands, pointing the tip at the sky. "OI! That was dangerous!"
"Someoka-kun, give that knife back to Sayaka before you hurt anyone," Fubuki said, standing in front of him with his hands rested on his waist, a disturbing look on his face as he stared at the knife.
"Why you-!" Tomato sauce slid out from the bottle as it spilled all over it's victims.
The door slid opened as Shana walked in. "My match is over so I decided to drop in. How is everything doing…" She took in her surroundings better and her eyes widened. Someoka towered over Fubuki with a knife in his hand. Red liquid coated the tip of the knife and all over Fubuki's attire. She really wanted to scream now.
"Wait! It's not what it looks like!" Someoka exclaimed, defending himself.
Shana was about to question when the same red liquid slid down Fubuki's cheeks. That was the last straw. Scorching fire surrounded her body as her eyes darkened with a sharper glint of red, she cracked her knuckles and approached dangerously at her target. She was going to make a living hell out of him.
"I can explain everything!"
"Die."
~XOXOXOXO~
"He has a dislocated arm, a broken leg, broken ribs and a few broken bones. He also has a light concussion and he might suffer some memory lost, but anything other than that is fine. He needs a lot of rest and please make sure he takes his pills correctly according to his schedule."
"Thank you, Hayato-Sensei." Endou said, saying goodbye to the doctor.
"No problem. If there is anything new, please contact me."
"Hai!" The doctor left as Endou looked at Someoka. "Still want to defy her?"
Someoka lay on the bed, with his left arm bandaged around his neck, right leg hung up high and bandaged areas covered by the blanket. Someoka grunted and looked away.
"Shut up."