(A/N) Promised I’d have it up sooner. Hope you like! Review!

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Italics: thoughts, dreams, flashbacks, emphasis.

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That Which Unites Us

Tryouts

“Okay everyone, line up for the next drill!” Soi Fon called.

The girls’ tryouts were going well. None of the preps showed up, which was good. All of the players felt confident and sure of themselves. There was a lot of competition, but Momo tried her best.

They began the drill, the first person kicking the ball that was thrown to her in the goal. The others were all good, and everyone made it in the goal. Now it was Momo’s turn. She took a deep breath, summoning her courage. The ball was thrown, and she kicked it.

It made it in the goal.

She jumped up, and Kiyone patted her on the back. She walked over to the bleachers to take a break and drink her water. She looked over at the boys’ tryouts, her eyes focusing on Toshiro. They were playing a scrimmage and Toshiro was on offense.

He was good, to say the least.

He did all of the fancy tricks, swerving the ball between people’s legs, and kicking it in the goal. It would be a surprise if he didn’t make the cut.

“Earth to Momo.”

Momo jumped at the sound of Kiyone’s voice. She didn’t realize that Kiyone had walked over.

“What’re you looking at?” Kiyone said, and then looked over at the boys’ soccer team. “Oh, I see. The topless soccer boys. Ooh, look at Toshiro. He’s good.”

Momo nodded, blushing. Toshiro really was good. And hot.

Momo shook her head.

“C’mon, girls, the break’s over!” Soi Fon called, blowing her whistle.

They ran back over, not wanting the coach to kill them.

-0-

“I want you to sprint around all of the fields four times!” Coach Zaraki yelled.

All of the boys moaned.

“Are you complaining?” Kenpachi asked, a crazy look in his eye.

All of the boys shook their heads, not wanting the coach to kill them

“Good, then begin.”

They began their sprints, already tired after the previous drills they had to do including a scrimmage. The coach even made them do one hundred suicides. Most of the boys fainted from exhaustion. They won’t make it on the team.

But Toshiro wasn’t even breaking a sweat.

He was ahead of everyone else sprinting. When he passed the girls’ field, he looked at the scrimmage they were playing. They were just as good as the guys, maybe even better. He looked at one girl in particular.

Momo was dominating the field. She was on offense, trailing after the girl with the ball. She was fast and she kicked the ball from the other girl’s feet, passing it to someone on her team. The girl passed it back to Momo when another girl attacked her.

Momo faked out the girl who came after her, and headed to the goal. The defense came after her, but she tricked them too, and punted it in the goal. Her team cheered, and the others sulked.

“Heh, looking at the girls’ team,” one of the boys asked. “It’d be better if they were topless.

Toshiro sighed, not about to sink to his friend’s perverted level.

“YOU TWO BETTER STOP SLACKIN’!” the coach bellowed.

Toshiro noticed he had trailed behind as he looked at Momo. He ran to get back to the others.

-0-

It was the end of the three day try outs, and everyone was exhausted. They were in the meeting room, where they had formed a soccer club.

“Damn, that was hard,” one of them said.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“I don’t think I made it,” Kiyone said.

“Of course you did!” Momo said, trying to cheer her friend up.

She didn’t convince her.

“Well, Coach Kenpachi said the cuts will be up tomorrow,” one boy said.

They were all anxious and felt as if they were going to burst. Tomorrow seemed so far away.

(A/N) Yes, boys take off their shirts when they tryout. They were upset that we didn’t. Perverts. If only my coach was as nice as Kenpachi. Seriously, my coach will eat you alive and spit you back out just to make you do more sprints and suicides. Well, review and tell me what you think.