Hello all! Did you miss me? :D Probably not. ^^" I am so, soooooo sorry I haven't been more active, and the only excuse I have is that I've been busy half the time and lazy the other half, then my laptop was messed up another half. (Yes. There are three halves. Don't question.) Anyway, now that my laptop is finally fixed again, I'm back in business! Hopefully for good this time! :3

One quick thing; please, please, PLEASE send me more OCs! If you've already sent one, send another! I think this might have been the last one I had! :/ I know I had others, but my PMs are so messed up and crazy that I can't dig through to find your submissions.

Kurama: Translation- She is too lazy.

*throws him to space* Ahem. Anyway, the OC form is in the bottom of Chapter One.

This wondrous chapter is for the amazing Sen Shion!

Minobe Oshiana x Kirino Ranmaru

Disclaimer: I don't own Inazuma Eleven or the OC in this story.

It all happened so quickly. No one had expected it, not even for a minute. On his way home from school, Kirino had been hit by a car. There was good news and bad news, a light and a shadow to the situation. The good news was that Kirino was going to be completely fine. After he recovered, there was no way he couldn't go back to playing sakka with his friends. The bad news was that he'd have to stay in the hospital for a long, long while.

That's where he was now, laying in his hospital bed and staring out the window. It had been pretty tough for him, not being able to see his friends as often or play sakka, and having limited movement. But he often found himself picking the good out of the situation. It was an odd habit of his that he'd picked up from his mom. Growing up, the idea of looking for the positive had been so ingrained into his mind, that he couldn't not do it now.

A steady knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. "Come in," he called out halfheartedly.

Almost instantly the door slid open with force. A girl stood in the doorway. She had long, champagne-colored hair that was currently pulled into an elaborate bun, and brown eyes that carried a hint of red. She was still wearing her Raimon uniform, along with her favorite pair of brown loafers, and she clutched a bookbag in her hand; she'd most likely run straight from school.

"Ah, Minobe-san! Konichiwa." Kirino smiled a bit and beckoned his classmate in. Returning the smile, she walked inside, setting her bag down on the ground. She pulled up a chair and sat down; her tan skin quite flushed. Possibly because she was running?

"Konichiwa, Kirino-kun. Are you feeling any better today...?"

"Not really, unfortunately. How are you?"

"Good, thank you very much." She replied.

They didn't ever really talk very much, but he always looked forward to her coming. For some reason, people had slowly stopped visiting him in the hospital, one by one. Even Shindou hadn't come in a while. She was the only one that came now, and though he was disappointed his friends weren't coming, it was comforting to at least have someone there.

"I'm quite sorry, but I'm afraid I have to go now. We have a difficult test coming up, and I really need to study for it." She spoke, interrupting his thoughts yet again.

"Ah, that's alright. Ja ne, then." He said with a small grin.

"Ja ne..." Minobe stood up slowly, and walked out the door. In an instant, she was gone.

Kirino sighed. By myself again, I guess...

"Nani...?" Oshiana stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. "My bag..." She clutched the air at her side, only to confirm her suspicions: her bag was no longer over her shoulder.

"Oh noooo!" She clutched her head with both hands, looking around in a panic. "I lost it! Otou-san will kill me!" The poor girl started freaking out, but soon regained her composure.

"Okay, okay...calm down. I just need to go back the way I came. I may have left it with...K-Kirino-san..."

At the thought of the pinkette, Oshiana blushed a deep red hue. As much as she tried to refuse it, she'd become infatuated with him-no, infatuated wasn't the right word; it wasn't strong enough. She'd become absolutely and completely obsessed with the azure-eyed defender, to the point where it almost scared her. She knew it wasn't normal, but she couldn't help it, he was just so...perfect. He was so, so amazing and regal, and she had to steal him for herself, so no one else could take him away. That's why she had to protect him; she had to keep other people away from him, so that he'd only be hers, forever...

She shook her head and blinked. "What am I thinking? WHY am I thinking? I need to go find my bag!"

So, without wasting another second, the love-struck girl took off back toward the hospital.

A few minutes after Minobe had left, yet another steady knock echoed through Kirino's silent room. Thinking it was a nurse or something, said sakka player called the person inside. Imagine his surprise when the person who opened the door, was not a nurse or a doctor, but none other than...

"Joan?!" Kirino sat straight up in his bed, his mouth slightly agape in astonishment.

"Hehe...yep, it's me." The girl smiled brightly at her friend, walking in and sitting daintily in the chair as if her sudden appearance was the most normal thing in the world.

He sat still, closing his mouth. He couldn't think of anything to say; instead a faint flush covered his face.

"How...?" That was all he manages to sputter.

She laughed quietly, smiling. "When Wandaba came by and said you were injured, I couldn't just sit there."

Kirino blinked, chuckling and scratching his head. "I see...but you didn't need to do that, I'm fine, really."

The blonde girl stared at Kirino, sighing in relief when she saw he really was fine. "That's good..."

"Hehe, yep."

"So, what have I missed since I saw you all last?" Joan asked, smiling again and tilting her head inquisitively.

"Phew!" Kirino exhaled, leaning back. "A whole lot, that's for sure."

"E-eh? Well, I don't want to trouble you..." Joan replied, stuttering, starting to get up.

"No, no, it's fine! Don't worry about it! I'd like to have someone to talk to anyway." He reassured her, grinning.

"Oh, okay then." The blonde girl laughed a bit in embrassment and sweatdropped, once again taking her place in the small, wooden chair.

"Alright, now where do I begin...?" He started, staring upward in thought. "Well, after we left your era..."

"Kirino...san...?"

He was sitting there, smiling, laughing. He hadn't heard her. His hands were animated, as if he was vividly recalling and sharing a grand event with the person sitting beside him. His lovely eyes were lit up as he spoke, no longer dulled with sadness and pain. He looked so...happy. And so did she.

Who was that? Why was she talking to him? Why was she that close to him? Why did he look so happy? How come he was never so energetic with Minobe? Why? Why was she taking her Kirino away?!

Kirino finally spotted his classmate out of the corner of his eye. "Ah, Minobe-san!" Then he noticed something...off...about her. "Minobe-san...? Are you alright?"

The girl's eyes flashed brightly with wrath and madness. Then, to his utter shock, they turned pitch black, not just the irises, but her whole eye. An empty, calm smile on her face, she grabbed a katana as black and soulless as her eyes. Kirino thought he saw it form in midair above her, but it was all to fast; he couldn't be sure. It all happened in a blur so quickly, that Kirino wasn't able to process what had happened until far too late.

"Who are you...?"

Joan whipped her head around quickly, staring at this stranger with wide, fearful eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but before any words came out, she was thrown to the floor with the katana placed at her throat. And then, just like that, Minobe Oshiana sliced of the head of Joan d' Arc; a pool of blood seeping onto the tile floor, never to be removed.

At first Kirino didn't believe what he was seeing. Minobe would never! This had to be a dream, right? Definitely. But as the murderer in front of him dangled his friend's head by her hair before his face, realization slowly sunk in. He could only stare at her head as her blood dripped onto his sheets and clothes, her sweet face permanently frozen in pure shock and horror.

"Who is she?" Minobe's voice rang out, her calm voice contrasting with the wild grin on her face.

As Kirino glanced at his classmate, he was slowly brought back to reality. He screamed, his azure eyes wide as he backed up against the wall in terror. She giggled, a gurgly, high-pitched noise, and carelessly tossed Joan's head aside as she crawled on top of him. Kirino didn't see where it had landed.

"That's better!~ Now it's just you and me, forever and ever~" Minobe sang, hugging him too tightly, though she didn't seem to notice his discomfort.

Suddenly it dawned on him why his friends had stopped visiting him. Kirino choked back a sob, tears flowing freely down his face.

"Aw, don't cry, Ranmaru-chan." She said in a soft, comforting tone as she licked his tears away.

"I had to kill them..."