|Change it up
Author: animefreak78990 PM
What is Suguru never died? What if Kakeru joined soccer for mysterious reasons? That's right people, I'm changing the story... FROM THE VERY BEGINING OF IT'S CREATION. Rated T for caution.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - Kakeru & Suguru - Chapters: 7 - Words: 9,969 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 48 - Follows: 62 - Updated: 03-18-13 - Published: 04-25-12 - id: 8059341
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
Hey guys, I know I haven't been writing in a while so I did this new fanfic. I hope you enjoy and please remember to comment.
What are You Doing?
"Pass Suguru!" Yuusuke called. I watched from the side lines, clutching a soccer ball in my lap. I watched as my brother swiftly passed the ball between one players leg so that it connected perfectly with Yuusuke.
"Great pass Suguru," I called smiling broadly. He turned about a quarter of a centimeter towards me then back to the game. I felt my smile slip slowly till I stared distantly at the field. Finally the coach blew the whistle, signaling the end of practice. I distributed towels and cold water bottles to the sweaty soccer players and then began gathering up the cones and extra balls. I took them to the storage room and placed them carefully inside. I paused for a minute, then turned off the lights and shut the door. I bumped into someone on the way out and fell on my rear end.
"Ow, sorry," I said looking up. Suguru stood there looking at me intensely with blank eyes. I stared at him for a second, then scooted around him and stood up. He grabbed my shoulder and I turned around.
"W-what is it?" I asked. He narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and released his grasp on me.
"Hey Suguru, come over here," Yuusuke called. He gave me a look like, I-am-so-going-to-talk-about-this-later, and then stormed off.
"Did you guys have a fight," a voice pipped up behind me. I spun around and found a very cute, blond haired girl standing directly behind me.
"Uh, no, it's not anything like that," I said. She giggled and smiled broadly at me.
"It's good to see you again Kakeru," she said, tilting her head to the side.
"Who are you?" I asked, my eyebrows rising.
"I thought you wouldn't recognize me. It's me, Seven," she said laughing. My jaw dropped in shock. Seven, was an old, old friend of mine.
"Hey, can I play with you?" a short, blond haired boy asked.
"Sure, the more the merrier," I said with a smile. We began the soccer game with me, Suguru, Yuusuke, and the blond haired boy on one team and Kazu, Yue, Chilo, and Shime on the other team. We won easily, over powering the other team like it was nothing.
"Hey, what's your name?" Suguru asked the blond haired boy.
"My name is Nakatsuka Nana, but you could call me Seven," the boy said happily. A few months past and we found out that Seven was really a girl. They were best friends and had the best of memories, but like all good things, the end came shortly for their friendship. Seven was moving far away, tears ran down everyone's faces as we waved goodbye to our teammate.
*End of Flashback*
"It's been a while, Kakeru," Seven said merrily. I nodded as we walked down the hall together.
"Um, so what's your classroom number?" I asked. She looked down at a little sheet of paper in her hand and answered, "3B in the East Hall."
My eyes widened in shock and I stopped dead in my tracks.
"That's my classroom!" I exclaimed excitedly. She laughed and grabbed my hand, causing me to blush a crimson red. We opened the door and the teacher announced, "Please take your seats."
I went to my desk while Seven talked with the teacher. The teacher wrote her name on the board and said, "This is your new classmate, Nakatsuka Nana. Please sit in the empty desk next to Aizawa Kakeru."
"Wow, she's cute," most of the boys exclaimed as Seven walked down the row of desks till she was right next to me.
"Please take care of me Kakeru-san," she said, beaming at me. Right then I felt about every single pare of male eyes glaring at me. I ducked my head into my text book and began sweating buckets. Finally, after about an hour, the bell rang signaling the end of the school day. I ran out the door, ignoring the angry shouts behind me. I ran out of the building and grabbed my bike of the bike rack. I hopped on and peddled like my life depended on it all the way home. I threw my bike in the garage and ran inside my house, shutting the door behind me. I went up stairs and finished my homework in record time. I headed back down stairs and found a hot dinner of fish and rice on the table. Mom, dad and Mito were already sitting at the table eating.
"It's not polite to start without others," I grumbled as I sat down. Mito giggled and handed me a filled plate. I smiled bashfully at her and began digging into the food.
"So, there's a new girl in my class," I said.
"Oh, is she cute?" Mom asked me with a sly look on her face. My face turned red and I looked out the window in our hallway.
"I think you're in love," my mom said with a laugh. Mito joined in and the door slid open reveling my older brother. I gulped down the rest of my food and got up.
"W-why are you so late?" I asked.
"Practice," he said with a steely look. I paused and looked down my shoes, then started walking towards the door.
"Kakeru, are you happy as a manager?" he asked as I passed by him. I froze then smiled sadly and answered, "I would just be a burden to the team if I were a player. I'm way better suited as a manager."
I continued walking but Suguru grabbed my shirt and slammed me against the wall.
"What are you doing Kakeru? This pisses me off, how long are you going to hide?" he hissed. I felt tears spring up in my eyes and tore away from his grasp. I ran to my room and collapsed on my bed. After a few minutes I sat up and looked at my clock. I grabbed my duffle bag and my cleats and went back into the hallway. I stopped by my brother's room and peered in.
"GOAL," the T.V screamed. Soccer player tackled each other and the crowd roared. My eyes drooped and my face fell a bit.
"Kakeru, what's wrong?" my brother asked. I forced a smile on my face and said, "I'm just going to the convenience store. Do you need anything?"
He hesitated, and then shook his head, staring at me with the same steely eyes as before.
"Okay, see you later then," I said and ran outside. If you're wondering, no, I'm not going to the convenience store. I walked to the park that was near my house and took out my soccer ball from my duffle bag. I ran around the park, dribbling, shooting, and passing the ball around and to the playground equipment. All of a sudden, a dark shape blew past me taking my soccer ball with it. I blinked, unsure if I was seeing correctly. Right in front of me, was an alien in a hoodie juggling my soccer ball on his knee.
"Um, that's my ball," I said uncertainly and stepped forward. He ran straight for me and I jumped back but he spun around me easily and lifted his hand. He made a little, 'come here' motion and repeated the jester again and again. I shrugged my shoulders and charged at the dude at full speed, leaving a trail of dust behind me. We battled it out for about an hour before I started getting tired and collapsed on the ground. Mr. Alien froze, kicked my ball onto my chest, then hopped over the small fence and disappeared. I stared after him, then grabbed my bag and headed back home. I took a shower and collapsed on my bed, smiling to myself. It would be fun to play with him again.
Chapter two is about halfway done so please be patiant and my other fanfics will be updated shortly. Don't forget to comment!