Akari: So basically, each chapter have maximum 5000+ to 6000+ or less or slightly more(I don't know). Some of the chapters will be the same and I will add '{Edited}' meaning those who have read it before can skip to the next, because the plot wasn't changed on that chapter. Chapter 7-16 are still in my pen drive for rewriting (or editing) and so sorry for being selfish in doing this.

The reason I'm rewriting it's because I've planned out the future events and the problem is: it doesn't suit the beginning that much. Some readers were confused by the sudden change of events so I decided to go into detail more and rewrite the story. There's a lot of important scenes added and I hope this won't ruin your mood or anything. Review and PM me your remarks about this decision I'm making(whether I'm doing something right or ridiculous). I'm sorry that you need to reread some of the scenes, but I don't mind if you want to skip reading these chapters and go to the new one like Chapter 17 or 18, just make sure you catch up on the story well and don't get confused. Any questions, just ask me. Anyway, this is {Rewritten].

P.S. Tangled Existence is making my brains tangle in vein. So yeah, I'm blur right now. So updating would be slower.

You're not alone

Chapter 6: Recollection Chronicles

Beep. Beep. Beep…

Her fingers reached out and caressed the pale cheek. The heart monitor had lines bent upward to downward and remained in a steady pace of 80. At least he was alright, but she never trusted machines, especially those which plays perfectly in movies; giving viewers suspense of having characters die or revive back after some touching moments interacting with the other main or minor; stories climax with the lines pulling straight instead of twists and turns.

Having second thoughts about it, she leaned down and pressed her ear against his chest. It was beating normally with the rise and fall of his chest. That set her mind at ease, for now. A moment later, she jolted up from his chest and shook her head involuntarily, face twisted in a weird manner from her actions. Why would she do something like that? Of course he was alive, dammit! Her free hand reached out and stationed onto his. She froze when the gesture had made the boy's hand twitched.

Fubuki squeezed his eyes tight before taking his time in opening them. Light struck his view as he slowly adjusted to the brightness and was met with emotionless violet eyes with slightly parted lips. Fubuki could tell she was surprised even though her face betrayed her emotions. "Shana…" he murmured as Shana retreated her hand from his cheek, but left her other hand on his. Immediately, he felt a mop of black hair lifted from the bed, sleepy half-lidded darker black orbs turned to him. "Sayaka…"

Sayaka widened her eyes and abruptly crashed into Fubuki in a tight hug. "Thank goodness! Kami-sama. I thought something happened to you when you fainted."

Fubuki's eyes darted to Sayaka. "Fainted…?"

Sayaka released him and fell back to her seat. "You don't remember? You fainted moments after Desarm freed you." She pouted. "You nearly have me at the edge there."

Fubuki nodded, assuming Desarm was the alien who tried to capture him. He turned to Shana, pondering about her silence, but relaxed when she returned a smile and gave a squeeze. Fubuki tried sitting up with Shana and Sayaka's help, situating the pillow behind his back as he leaned into it while the covers were pulled down onto his lap. He outstretched an arm and observed the sleeves of his yukata were pure white. It had been a long time since he had even seen a hospital after the incident a few months back. The familiar feeling of the fabric wrapped around his body brings back nostalgic, yet painful memories. "Where are the others?"

"They are in the waiting room."

"They're still not back to the caravan yet?"

Sayaka smiled. "Hitomiko-kantoku is dealing with something important and left to attend something. Most of them are in the living room. Kabeyama-kun and Kurimatsu-kun are probably roaming around the hospital for vending machines because hospital food irked them. Since Kantoku is not available, Kidou-kun was the only one who could understand any of this matter, so he followed Hayato-sensei to discuss about your condition. The others wanted to join us, but Hayato-sensei informed us that the air would suffocate you if too many people occupied the room."

"I see," Fubuki said, turning back to his lap. "What happened after I... collapsed?"

"Epsilon-" Fubuki perked up from the name, "-Aliea Academy's first rank team, had proclaimed to exile Gemini Storm and disappeared." Shana sighed when Fubuki silently asked about how did Desarm took it when he fainted. "He wasn't fazed by it and simply said he would retreat."

"Ah! Fubuki, you're awake!" Endou exclaimed, entering the ward with everyone else trailing behind. Fubuki nodded in greeting.

"Ah… I knew you were alright! Man, you nearly gave us a heart attack when you collapsed," Domon said, ruffling the said teen's hair while Fubuki's ears relaxed to the gesture. "But seriously, what did he do to have you down on the spot?"

"Fubuki-kun must have his instincts react to Desarm out of fear, thus concluding his shutdown after Desarm's treatment towards him," Megane stated, fixing his glasses. "Of course! The great Megane will teach you courage and-"

"Shut it, four eyes."

"What did you say?!" he shrieked at Shana.

"I said… shut it," Shana growled, turning back and glared at Megane who shrunk back down. She turned back to Fubuki and gave a light squeeze on his hand. "What happened?"

Fubuki sat unmoved by her eyes, his face darkened and it didn't go unnoticed from everyone. How should he explain it? "I'm quite tired and I bet everyone is, let's go to sleep."

"Spill it," Shana hissed, grabbing onto his arm and giving him the demanding look that intimidated him.

He flinched and Raimon found it quite intrigued that Shana had used that look on Fubuki, but he was special that she sealed her glare and trapped the beast within her. Shana hadn't used that look in awhile now. As soon as she retracted her hand when she read his look, Fubuki started fidgeting his fingers. He thought he could buy some time and make her forget about everything until he would find the right words to explain or maybe Aliea Academy could be over before then, but he sighed and gave up. He didn't know why he was afraid to explain. It was easy as abc, just described what you saw before you collapsed. As if! Before he knew it, his fidgeting became nervous as he spoke, "Aliea Academy aren't ordinary aliens."

"What!?" Someoka spat. "Are you crazy?!"

"Someoka," Kidou warned, suddenly appearing beside the striker who flinched in return.

"Kidou! What did Sensei said?" Endou asked.

Kidou crossed his arms around his chest. "He should be fine, but refrain from shouting. Wolf hearing is the most acute of a wolf's senses, so detecting sound waves when we're speaking will be easy. At his current state, you can say that his ears are unconsciously charged on, even whispers would sound to him like you're talking, so shouting would injure his eardrum. Go on."

Fubuki nodded. "Shana should have already explained to you about my eyes, right?" Not waiting for them to reply, he covered one eye with a palm and said, "My scan developed when I was watching a match with my former teammates during the preliminary rounds of our first World Cup we entered. I was able to tell the states from every muscle points and I've been doing it during the match with Gemini Storm, but I've never gone anywhere nearer to them and inspected them properly." Retracting his hand, he studied his palm and lowered his gaze. "Back there, when I was close enough. Without knowing, I activated scan."

"And?"

"Another line was added to his chest with numbers and icons flashing in red, way more different than the usual. At that awareness, a crystal glowed light-purple from beneath his shirt. Before ever being close to Desarm, his states were high in every muscle joint. But it was different when I checked him up-close. His states were lower than previously inspected from a distance, his weaknesses had somehow increased with a few openings and the icons that appeared perfect awhile ago went down. The crystal must have strengthened them twice as much and erased their flaws. In fact, without the presence of the crystal, their states - including Gemini storm, are human."

The whole room gaped at Fubuki with opened jaws. Now, they must have thought he was crazy. Aliea Academy being human? Was that even possible? After all they did to the schools in Japan, how could they still be consider humans?

Megane laughed, rubbing his stomach as tears brimming in his eyes. "Good joke, Fubuki-kun!" He straightened himself up and pushed his glasses up out of habit. "But I'm afraid you're wrong. If that were the case, your eyes must have gone whack by your exhaustion."

What everyone thought was he smiling and agreeing, instead he frowned and casted his gaze away. The sadness in his eyes never went unnoticed from Raimon except for Megane who was busy explaining the errors in Fubuki's theory. "You don't trust me?" He cut Megane off when his blabbering had went too far. "I didn't said all of you have to believe what I say. I'm just answering Shana's question, that's all. Sorry, but…" He readjusted his pillow onto his bed and lay down on the other side, his back facing everyone as he pulled the covers over his body. "I'm a bit tired. I'll be taking a nap," he said curtly.

"Oh… Okay," Endou replied awkwardly, exiting the room with everyone.

As soon as they were out of the ward, Someoka stopped Megane from advancing forward. "Don't you think you went a little too far?"

Megane rose a brow. "Too far?" He fixed his glasses and replied, "I'm merely stating the obvious. And Someoka-kun, since when have you develop a heart into defending him?"

Someoka backed away and sweat-dropped from the gesture. "I'm just saying what I think is true."

"But I don't think that that is even possible. Aliens being humans? No way!" Megane looked at the door suspiciously. "Unless Fubuki-kun is working for Aliea Academy. He might be a spy."

"Oi, Megane! You don't have to go that far," Endou said, grabbing a hold of Megane's shoulder as Kazemaru nodded in agreement.

Megane turned around and shook of his hand. "Now Endou-kun and Kazemaru-kun, I understand both of you want to defend him, but-"

A butter knife whizzed past him and imbedded into the wall behind him. They looked at the knife imbedded into the wall and turned to Shana who was glaring at Megane. On the other hand, Sayaka held a tray in her arms with unfinished dinner and a missing butter knife. Fubuki must have denied the hospital food when she brought it to him. Megane shrunk back from Shana's glare and reminded himself not to fight back unless he wanted his life to end. "Let's go, Sayaka," Shana said, turning as she made her way to the elevator with Sayaka tailing behind.

When the duo were behind closed doors, Sayaka asked, "Don't you think you were a little too hard on him?"

Shana snorted. "Speak for yourself. If I hadn't did that, his head would have been off by then and I don't think I want my twin turn in for questioning, right?"

Sayaka smiled. "Nothing less from you, always been able to predict my movements." She brought her hand from her back and under the light from the lift, revealed a deadly gleaming edge of a blade with the ends met in a pointed needle. "Looks like you won."

Shana rolled her eyes and frowned. "Besides, where did you get a dagger like that?"

"Let's just say, a gracious gardener just so happens to lend it to me."

"Gracious gardener, my ass! You must have bought it!"

"Ara~ Don't judge your cute, innocent imouto."

"That doesn't sound right at all."

You just couldn't mix 'cute' and 'innocent' with Sayaka.

That night, Fubuki was discharged from the hospital and the twins came to pick him, making sure that Epsilon didn't plan on kidnapping Fubuki when he was still vulnerable. As they strolled, Shana and Sayaka kept quiet, still thinking that Fubuki was a little upset about the insult from Megane. "Don't worry," Fubuki spoke, frightening the two. "I'm not upset at all. It's Megane-kun's decision if he wants to or not, but that doesn't mean I'll be resenting my ability and instinct. I'm sticking through 'till the end, I know what I saw and I won't force anyone to believe me, I'm just taking a precaution."

Shana was taken back at first, she let out a small smile, reached out a hand and ruffled his ears. "You know we will always believe you."

Fubuki lowered his head, smiling. "Arigatou."

"Fubuki-san."

Fubuki turned to Sayaka. "Yes?"

"That wasn't me," Sayaka replied, suspicion and anxiety in her eyes.

Alerted by her warning, they formed a triangle with their backs pressed against each other. Nothing. They stared off into space with nothing in sight, but to depend on their hearing for the voice. Under this darkness of the night, it was impossible to visualize anyone would be walking around with the dropped of temperature. Especially if it had fever people walking around, they would have spotted anyone around, but the streets were dead silence. The moon peered out from the clouds and slowly, shoes crept up from their vision and found a boy about a few years younger than them standing directly in front of them. The trio jumped back, startled out of their wits while Sayaka let out a scream.

"Who the hell are you?!" Sayaka demanded, blushing from the embarrassment of being frightened like a little child. "Don't just say something and then turned up in front of us like that! You moron!"

But even with Sayaka shouting with the top of her lungs, the figure never budged nor made any movements and it began to freak them out. What if he was another demon? A stronger one, perhaps? To their surprise, he hugged Fubuki. Fubuki tried to pry away at first, fearing that this boy was another demon that was playing mind games with them, but he stopped when he heard sobs and felt his shirt getting wet. Out of instinct, Fubuki's hand caressed his brown hair and a sad smile formed. This boy looked very familiar and he felt the need to comfort him from whatever it was. He wasn't a demon, but a boy in need for comfort.

Fubuki pulled away with his hands on the boy's shoulders. "What happened? How did you know my name?"

The boy wiped his tears away. "Onee-chan is a student in Hakuren Junior High."

Fubuki's eyes widened and he knew what the boy meant and so did the twins.

"She was a senior… and she told me… a lot about you. That you were amazing when you were elected as the student council president even though you were a freshman. She said you were kind, honest and she wanted to meet you, a few days ago, but… but… she never came back after that. I got worried and went out to find her, Otou-san and Okaa-san were shouting for me to come back that it was dangerous, but I ignored them and went to Hakuren, only… only… to find her sleeping in red snow…! I tried shaking her, but she won't wake up! The only thing I got in response was her eyes still opened…! I went back to tell Otou-san and Okaa-san and… they were the same!"

A pang of hurt hit Fubuki in the chest while Shana and Sayaka offered sad faces.

"And I realized they were dead… I was alone… No one came… I was all on my own…"

"Shh…" Fubuki dropped onto his knees, wrapped his arms around his head and buried him into his chest as he continued to cry out. "It's alright… Everything's alright… You're not alone now." Fubuki felt guilty for not arriving faster to the scene and it was very unfortunate that the girl's little brother to experience all of this at such a young age. His parents might have been attacked by a swarm of them and weren't survived. They weren't related, but…

This feeling… It's familiar...

"Looks like you're really leaving," Sayaka said.

Fubuki nodded with a smile. "We'll be back after Aliea Academy is defeated. How is…" he trailed off.

"Don't worry. I'll be looking after him from now, he's not a little kid anymore, he's a sixth grader. He'll be living in the orphanage from now on."

Fubuki sighed. "I hope it's not too much trouble."

"It's not! The kids love him! Well, not as much as you."

Fubuki let out a small laugh. "Guess so."

Remembering something, she began rummaging through her bag. "I've done a little research on him and his sister. Kanto Hirai and her little brother, Yorito. Apparently, she was part of the photography club and aimed to be a professional photographer." She took out a book and handed it to him. "Here."

"What's this?" Fubuki took it and found the book extraordinary. With a red hard cover adorned the many pages of writing, the name 'Kanto Hirai' carved messily onto the front cover, but what enchanted him was the bloodshot ribbon wrapped around the thick book, enclosing it from ever unlocking. He tried prying the ribbon opened, but it wasn't doing anything. He gave a confused look and held the book up. "Why won't it open? And how can a single ribbon prevented harm to it?"

Sayaka shrugged. "I don't know. Before Hirai-san's death, she told Yorito everything she wanted to tell you as a precaution that something might happened to her before she could tell you, she entrusted the message to her brother and everything is written inside her journal. She said it might be helpful to you in the future. It will open in your time of need."

Fubuki gave it a thought for a moment before smiling. "Arigatou."

"Sayaka," Shana said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Be careful."

Annoyingly, she shook her hand off. "I don't need you to tell me that. I'm capable of defending against those brats. If things come to worst, I'm not alone. She's beside me."

Shana nodded.

"Fubuki! Shana! We're leaving!" Endou shouted.

"You guys better go. They're waiting," Sayaka said.

"Before that." Fubuki took out a ribbon and gave it to Sayaka.

Sayaka took it. "A ribbon?"

"You love the colour of the sun when it was setting, right? You did mentioned that it was unfair that I've only given to Shana one of these and you were quite pissed that I'd never treated you the same as her."

Shana whistled in awe. "Looks like you were jealous."

Sayak snarled. "Very funny. Whatever, I'll take it." She tied it into her hair as Shana smiled at her. "Looks like we're really twins now."

"Aren't we already?"

"Guess so."

"Kyoto was attacked without a match?" Endou asked. After Fubuki was discharged from the hospital a day after, all of them were confused on where their next destination were. Until Hitomiko showed up out of nowhere and informed them about an advance notice of attack from Epsilon in one of the schools in Kyoto. The warning was given the day when Fubuki was admitted to the hospital.

Hitomiko nodded. "When Epsilon appeared in Manyuuji to declare a match against them, the soccer club wasn't present at that time and out of anger, Epsilon destroyed a part of the school. Unlike Gemini Storm who attacks school without discrimination, Epsilon sets their sights on hidden schools that seem worthy of competition. If we defeat Epsilon, we may be able to figure out what Aliea Academy really wants and the benefit they get from getting Fubuki-kun. We'll be departing soon, be prepare for it." And with that, she left without a word.

"Manyuuji Junior High? I've never heard of them before," Kazemaru piped up. "If I remember, they never entered the Football Frontier. If what Kantoku said was true, they must be strong."

"The school motto for Manyuuji Junior High is 'enhance the mind and body', which is why heir soccer club doesn't participate in tournaments," Fubuki said, standing up, finishing his water bottle and exposed of it through a bin by throwing it with accuracy about ten feet away.

"Eh? Fubuki-san, how do you know about them?" Haruna asked as everyone looked at Fubuki.

Fubuki smiled. "Manyuuji Junior High was Kiseki no Sedai's first opponent in a practice match back when we just formed a team. Through a strict training regime that toughens heir bodies and sharpens their minds, Manyuuji's soccer is the best of the best through speed and power. The entire team was made out of first years, but they probably graduated by now into high school."

"Aliea Academy, the disappearance of Kageyama and a black soccer ball. All I can think is that these three things are connected, Prime Minister. What is it they told you? What are they really after?" Detective Onigawara said as he kept pressuring the Zaizen Sousuke for answers who in return, ignored his fit. Knowing that the man before him wasn't going to be of any help to him, he stood up tall with a straight face. "Just so you know, I've received another case regarding Raimon."

Zaizen perked up from his desk, seemingly interested in his information. "And?"

"One of their managers, Fubuki Shirou, is targeted by Aliea Academy."

"Targeted?"

"That's right. If you don't answer my questions earlier, more people would suffer just the same fate, but you were lucky that they released you without a single scratch. Think it over. The sooner this is over, the better it will get."

Zaizen hesitated and swallowed a lump in his throat. "I can't tell you that. Not now."

"I see. Then you leave me no choice. I'll arrest the people who kidnapped you and ask them directly. Until we meet again." He flashed a disappointed look and left.

Raimon approached Manyuuji with policemen restricting area from entering. Officers were holding back non-invited visitors and parents who were desperately trying to see their children. All the students were prohibited to leave and resumed their studies as usual, but after seeing the news that the school was under attack, their parents and relatives must have went into a panic and decided that pulling them out would be a good idea out of safety.

Officer Kenzaki, second in command and in charged of relaying orders to the lower ranks. Orders were given to hold the parents back and hampered anyone from entering and leaving. It was tough, having to persuade everyone to leave their children in the hands of the principle, but that only piped up the crowd to barge in. Since yesterday, a few of them had tried charging through and taking down the security, but fell miserably because of difference in numbers. Some disobedient students that weren't complied to the principle's announcement had tried escaping by sneaking out, but officers were stationed around the school to prevent that from happening. So basically, there wasn't anyway in or out through him, unless the orders were changed by his superior.

He looked up to her as a senior because of her bravery and intelligence, but she was childish and was still single after all these years. Yet, she was undoubtedly beautiful and obsessed with keeping 'hot' boys updated. He usually tagged along with her and they both sticked together like leeches, like partners, but that meant that he often had to listen to her rents about models, singers, movies and so on about the celebrity life in the outside world.

Finding a group of middle schoolers in similar jerseys, three girls in their uniforms, a tall woman tailing behind and a white haired boy in casual wear. He sidestepped in their way, earning looks of disapproval from them. Judging from their choice of clothing, he knew they were athletes - a team of them and the girls were probably the managers while the woman was their coach. Great… Looks like he's going to make enemies out of them, oh what luck.

"Outsides are not allow in this area."

"We're needed to meet the coach of Manyuuji's soccer club," Hitomiko informed, crossing her arms over her chest. "If you would please excuse us, we are in a hurry."

"I'm sorry, but we never received any orders or information about your team's arrival. If you still insists on meeting him, you will have to wait until the area clears. If we let you pass, your act of rebellion will only worsen our position on pampering the crowd further."

"You don't understand," Hitomiko argued. "This is an emergency!"

"In spite of that, I will not allow anyone to gain access into the grounds. Our-"

"Kenzaki, let them pass," a voice, hoarse and painfully sounds too low, requested. He rose an eyebrow on her as she narrowed her eyes at him in an attempt to make sure he was listening. "The coach of Manyuuji's soccer club have informed me before hand that we would be expecting a visitor."

"Nanami." Said commander turned at the mentioned of her name. "Someone will be coming soon. Please grant him authorization in entering our grounds."

"Oh. Do what this person will be of benefit for you?" Nanami questioned. "Have he mentioned what time will he be arriving?"

"I have no idea."

"And you believe this… person will come? Why is that?" She knew better then to question his judgement. Years had they been friends have her knowing this old man's way of requesting odd favours from her, but she respected him highly like a father. Whenever she was faced with grief and stress, the first person on the list that she'll turn to would be this sage. This man understood the world far more better than anyone she knew and he thinks greatly in nature.

He smiled. "Your inquisitiveness will be answered when the time comes."

"Very well."

"Besides," he added, "he promised me some tea."

Nanami sweat-dropped. "I see…"

"He said I would know him, but I never had expected to think that it will be you." She gazed at Fubuki. "To think that you of all people will be visiting this place. Fubuki Shirou."

A knowing smile appeared on his face. "Looks like he hasn't changed yet. I was wondering how he was doing these past few years, but it seems that my concerns have gone to waste. Is he here?"

"Yes, he is. You will be meeting him later, he is attending to some business for now."

"Ah, I see."

Raimon was led inside by Fubuki who knew the path perfectly. They climbed a stone path where people used to do the same for shrines. At the top, they were met with a japanese shrine gate and found the school to be less expecting. Mostly red and wood adorned the entire place with a massive hole in the middle of the grounds. A part of the school building was destroyed and distorted. Fellow students that strolled past the place frightened their hearts as they recalled the events involving Epsilon. Luckily for the hole, they weren't the centre of attention and it helped to avoid any trouble with anyone for now, considering that outsiders weren't permitted in.

As they walked, Fubuki and Shana decided to hang behind and observed the scenery. Suddenly, Fubuki's ears twitched.

"Something wrong?" Shana asked.

Fubuki nodded. "I'll be taking a little detour, go on ahead, I'll catch up."

Nodding, Shana walked off. She didn't question why, but she knew that they weren't be separated for that long.

After wiping the floorboard cleaned and spotless, he took a short rest. Sliding down from one of the pillars, he leaned his back onto the pole, closing his eyes and allowed a short nap to fuse him. He wondered what was his next assignment going to be. Cleaning? Gardening? Moving? He looked at the abandoned cloth beside him, dirtied, wrinkled and out of shape with torn fabric holding it in one place. The bucket wasn't anything different at all with rusted metal embracing the soup. "First they made me do ground maintenance, and now it's mopping floors. Why am I the only one who's not allowed to train?"

His ears pricked from oncoming footsteps, rather noisy and uneven. Kicking the bucket and the cloth into a bush, he rounded a corner and hit inside. Scrambling to the wall, he found the hole he made years ago by inclination. In order to see everything and discover the truth, he made the hole in need of spying and plotting against anyone that made a fool out of him. He wanted his life to be filled with anything but betrayal. He peeked through the hole, quietly adjusting his position into a pleasant one.

A brunette led a group dressed in jerseys of blue lightning marks and yellow. He sat back down and said, "Don't scare me like that." The lightning mark reminded him of the team that participated in the recent Football Frontier, but some of the members were new. "Aren't those guys the ones with the Football Frontier championship? What are they doing here in Manyuuji?"

He once again glanced through the gap and saw a girl with freed long blue hair cascading over shoulders until her knees and a red ribbon in contrast of her hair. Her stoic expression kept ahead and he hated to admit it, but her features could consider elegant. Without knowing it, his objective of thinking was staring at him intently with piercing violet eyes as he flinched away and pressed his back against the wall. "What was that? And to think that I thought she was pretty…" he whined. "How did she know I was here?"

An idea instantly crossed his mind and he grinned. Grabbing the bottle from the bushes and spreading it around an area, he hid back in his hiding spot and watched. Sure they were champions and all, but that didn't mean they could just trespassed into their grounds and slipped past the securities that easily.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think, pranking them!" Wait, no one but him was here, then who was he talking to? He screeched when he bumped into someone behind him and scrambled into the corner of the room, facing his ghostly companion. Then he soon realized that it was just another boy. Grunting from the embarrassment earlier, he made his way back to the gap. "What are you doing here? You nearly gave me a heart attack and how do you know I was in here?"

"I heard you."

"You heard me? Never mind that, keep your voice down and duck," he hissed and hauled Fubuki down who yelped from his actions.

"Seriously, what-"

"Shh!"

"Do you think that that is the soccer club?" Endou's voice rang. "It must be! Let's go!" Footsteps pounded across the floorboards as Fubuki leaned in closer to get a better view at what was going on. Earlier, this kid mentioned about pranking, but the question was: what was the prank? In the orphanage, the children usually set up pranks on their daily routine to lighten up the day and it worked. At corners, they would jump out and frighten you. So, were they doing the same thing or more?

He was dragged out from the room by the small child and hid behind a corner. The other snickered as the hyperactive captain of the team closed in and Fubuki was prepared to see what this kid had plans for his current teammates. He wasn't sure about a fourteen year old - maybe younger - be able to pull out a prank where little kids does it easier through their tiny frames, but hearing the constant rents from his brother and former teammates - including his current guardians - about being short and he wouldn't change much in the future, maybe it implied the same with him.

Fubuki blinked.

Shana shook her head in disapproval.

The managers and Kidou stood beside the older twin and stared down at them.

One minute ago, they were running with their lungs suffocating, now, they were sprawled all over the floor in preternatural postures that resulted in everyone's sweat-dropped.

"Oh, Fubuki, there you are," Shana said, approaching him while ignoring a flailing Megane. "Where have you been? Although I trust your wisdom of wondering around, it still worries me that Aliea Academy is targeting you."

"About that…"

"I actually heard it crunch. I heard it crunch!"

Shana tsked. "He's still alive?"

Fubuki managed to crack a smile. "Shana…" She didn't mean that literally and Fubuki knew. Her threats and abusive remarks have been fending off most people, but that was due to his safety. Albeit he felt a nagging feeling that she did.

"Why is this the only part of the floor that's slippery?" Touko asked, irritated and humiliated by few seconds ago's occurrence. After a little investigating on the area, Aki declared that it was wax. "Wax? At least someone could have put up a sign or something, it's dangerous that people didn't notice it, but why only this spot? Did someone accidentally spilled it?"

"I doubt that anyone would wax a wooden floorboard and not to mention that the wax should have been dried out hours ago with lessons going on," Kidou said impassively, knotting his eyebrows together. "It must be a set-up."

A distorted laughter had their heads turning out into the lawn. Emerald green colorized the leaves as birds sang in silence and rustling from one of the bushes that took up most of the space. Two dark blueish purple spikes popped up on each side and orange-lighted yellow purportedly focused his eyes on them and it freaked them out into a whole new level. Kabeyama, who shrieked when the creature turned to him, jumped onto Kurimatsu while the other struggled to heave him out.

Kabeyama pointed a finger to the moving spikes and stuttered, "I-it's m-moving"-said spikes began twitching once more-"AHHHHH! KAMI-SAMA, HELP ME! I can't stand it anymore!" He hopped off of Kurimatsu - much to the other's relief - and bolted out from the site.

"O-oi! Kabeyama!" Endou shouted, but received nothing in response as the first year disappeared. He rubbed his head in frustration and sighed. "Where did he went?"

A scream.

Akari: How's this rewritten one?