Hey guys!

Well, this is my current masterpiece. I'll be uploading Arc 1 first, and Arc 2 will come later~! Arc 1 has  over 60K+ words, and it only exists out of the first 18 episodes.

IMPORTANT FOR THE STORY!

Here is something to help you understand the series:

Three years after the original series, and Tenma is sixteen in the story. They've all graduated from Raimon Jr High and are now in Raimon High School, where everyone from the Raimon goes to school together with some others (Taiyou, for example). Tenma is, of course, the captain and Gouenji is the coach. The characters are kind of OOC because it's been three years and some of them have matured a bit. Others... not so much.

Fei, who is also sixteen now, is using a time machine to visit them whenever he feels like it, so it's normal for him to suddenly show up. But he's also picked up the habit of messing with time machines, which normally doesn't work out all that well...

One day, it goes horribly wrong and one of his machines explodes. Tenma is caught up in the blast and is send to the day he joined Raimon. Since there's not much he can do he just decides to 'go with the flow' and relive the whole series... only this time, he has two things he didn't have in the normal series:

Knowledge of the future and this little handy thing called common sense. Oh, and a thirst for revenge because his older teammates are REALLY annoying and now they're still innocent. Basically, he's just gonna mess with everyone because it's fun (yes, he can be mature. Sometimes).

Please enjoy, and let me know if you want more of this in the reviews!

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Accidental Reverse Arc 1

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Matsukaze Tenma, the sixteen-year-old captain of the Raimon High School soccer team, is thoroughly unimpressed.

Sitting with his arms crossed in the 'captain chair' of the club room, he looks at his teammates blankly. Said teammates are staring back with hopeful, begging eyes.

''Tenmaaaa! Please please pleeeeaaase?'' pouts a small, brown-haired boy, brown eyes filling with tears. When the puppy dog eyes don't work, the boy lets his head hang sadly. ''P-please...?'' he tries again.

Without moving his head, the captain scans his other teammates. A boy with purple hair is next to the brown-haired boy, eyes big and begging. Behind him is a taller boy with dark blue hair and orange eyes, not begging like the other two, yet a hopeful spark is seen in his eyes. Next to him is a wavy-haired boy with amused brown eyes, but he too seems interested in the situation.

''We'll be really very extra careful!'' adds a boy with bright orange hair, clasping his hands together and falling to his knees. ''Please Ten-chan! If you really love us, you'll allow us to do this!''

Tenma raises an unimpressed eyebrow and everyone blanches. For a moment everything is silent but then the orange-haired teen clasps his heart with his right hand and places his left hand against his forehead. ''No!'' he cries dramatically. ''It's THE eyebrow! We are doooooomed...'' with his dramatic shout he lets himself fall to the floor, lying completely still.

The captain is unaffected, having seen this scene before. ''Taiyou, get off the floor. Your uniform is getting dirty,'' he says blankly. After a few seconds the boy, now known as Taiyou, sits up with a bright grin, dusting his yellow and blue jersey off. Tenma looks at his other teammates again. ''Last time you did something like this, you blew up half of the lounge. The school only payed for all the damage because the soccer section is the most successful part of our education system. Not to mention, coach Gouenji was almost fired – again – and you created mountains of paperwork for the both of us. So give me one good reason why I should let you do this.''

''You're overreacting,'' says a green-haired boy, waving his hand carelessly. ''It wasn't that bad, and they'd never fire coach. He's one of the best things that happened to this school in the last three years, just like our presence here. The school loves us, so we can get away with anything,'' he grins. ''And I promise we'll be really careful!''

The brunet glares at him. ''Fei, you're one of the people who causes the most trouble here,'' he states. ''You're not even from this time.''

''Yes,'' agrees Fei seriously, ''but nobody cares.''

Tenma sighs desperately. ''God, what happened to all of you? I thought you were a little smarter than this.''

''It'll be fun,'' says the wavy-haired boy in amusement, immediately supported by the other soccer players.

The captain leans back in his seat. ''Takuto-san,'' he starts slowly, ''I cannot believe you agree with this. They blew up the lounge. Blew up! And not even a month before that they broke all the windows in the locker room-''

''By accident!'' protests Taiyou.

''-and two weeks before that they covered the outside field in gelatin,'' says Tenma, completely ignoring Taiyou.

''Hey, don't act like you were innocent,'' says a teal-haired boy. ''The gelatin was your idea!''

''WHAT?!'' shouts a light blue-haired boy with tanned skin, who was previously sitting on one of the couches in the clubroom but is now standing and glaring murder at the captain. ''You're the one who did that?!'' he hisses.

''Kurama-senpai...'' Tenma's strict behavior dissipates for a moment as he chuckles sheepishly. ''Okay, that was my idea but I only thought they'd cover the locker room, not the outside field. If I'd know we would have to use the inside field for two more weeks because of that, I'd never have suggested it.'' Then his glare is back, this time directed at the teal-haired boy. ''Kariya, I thought you promised not to tell any of the senpai that.''

Kariya freezes when he sees the dark aura growing around his captain. He raises his hands in an attempt to calm the brunet. ''U-um, I didn't mean to! Sorry!'' he cries desperately, but the brunet doesn't listen. His teammates can swear that horns are growing on the brunet's head.

''It's demon-Tenma,'' states Taiyou blankly. ''Good luck surviving this, Kariya.'' He gives the boy thumbs up.

''WHAT KIND OF TEAMMATES ARE YOU?! HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!''

''Hehehe,'' laughs the brunet lowly. ''Ka~ri~ya-kun~'' he sings, ''Your training menu is doubled~''

''NOOOOO!''

Fei pulls Tenma's attention back to the matter at hand. ''Come on Ten-chan, can we please do this?''

The brunet sighs tiredly. ''You know what, do what you want. I don't care anymore. If you want to play with time, fine, just don't say I didn't warn you.'' With that he picks up the pen lying on the desk in front of him and continues signing the stack of paperwork.

The others stare at him in surprise but then start to grin, immediately running towards a corner of the club room to start their little project. For about half an hour, everything is going well until-

''Oops.''

Everyone freezes.

Very slowly, Tenma looks up at the cluster of people, directing his eyes towards the horrified, green-haired rabbit. ''What. Did. You. Do?''

''Um...'' begins Fei, ''I... might'vedonesomethingwrongbutI'mnotsurewhat?''

Before anything else can be said, the small machine starts to beep and Fei's eyes widen in horror. ''Everyone get down! IT'S GOING TO EXPLODE!'' everyone immediately throws themselves on the ground.

Everyone but Tenma, whose desk is standing in the way.

A ring of white light comes from the machine, passing harmlessly over the teens lying on the ground. A second later it reaches the captain, hitting him in the chest.

The last thing he sees is a bright light and then everything goes black.

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When Tenma wakes up, the first thing he sees is the familiar ceiling of his room. He blinks a few times because he is sure that he was in the club room where Fei managed to blow up another time machine, but then sighs and decides he honestly doesn't care.

A moment later a beeping sound fills the air.

The brunet frowns because that beep sounds suspiciously much like his old alarm clock, but he got rid of that thing two years ago and-

His eyes widen.

Oh god, please let this not be as messed up as he thinks it is.

'God bless Fei if I was accidentally send to the past. I don't care that he's not a part of Raimon's team, I will make him train until he collapses.'

Knowing there's only one way to find out, he sighs and turns his head to face the room.

His old room.

Tenma groans when he sees his old room – which he redecorated two years ago – and mentally he swears that Fei will pay for this.

'Better find a way to contact Fei... then he can get me out of here. Wouldn't do to mess up the timeline.'

He sits up and freezes.

Something is wrong.

His body feels weird. Like... like it's not his own body. The brunet frowns and ignores the fear that is starting to fill his stomach. Slowly he gets out of his bed and stumbles-because whatthehell why is his body feeling so weird thisiswrong -but he manages to catch himself due to his reflexes that have gotten so much better over the years.

The brunet takes a breath to calm his racing heart and makes his way to the closet and the mirror he knows is on the inside of the door- this feels

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–and opens it.

His eyes fall on the mirror and-

'Oh. My. God.'

No. This can't be happening. This. Can't. Be. Happening. Time travel is one thing but- but this is- this should be impossible!

Because when he looks in the mirror, he sees himself.

Correction. He sees his thirteen-year-old self and last time he checked he was sixteen-

His thirteen-year-old self. His hair is slightly shorter than the last time he checked the mirror, and oh god why are his eyes so big? And not to mention, sparkly?

And perhaps the worst...

He's short.

Not as short as Shinsuke, but still shorter than Kyousuke and Takuto are at this age and they had teased him so much after the GCG because he was still short and then he got a grow spurt and thentheydidn'tlaughanymore-

He's hyperventilating now.

'Okay Matsukaze, pull it together! You're three years into the past. Big deal. You've gotten younger. Big. Deal. You've dealt with worse! Like that time you figured out that time travel is real- Fei you better watch out –or that time you found out that aliens exist and Kyousuke was kidnapped- serves him right, bastard –or when Kariya, Kirino and Hamano decided to cover a third of the school in spaghetti- what is it with causing trouble? –that was all way worse than this-'

No. This is definitely worse.

He gets his breath under control and sighs tiredly. '...so... what now?'

And immediately freezes again when he realizes-

Does this mean he has to go through the past three years again?!

No. Way.

Tenma looks at his young- so young, so SHORT –reflection again and takes a deep, deep breath.

''I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU STUPID RABBIT!''

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Recovering from the sound of his high-pitched voice took a while.

And then he found out that the shock of realizing that his body is physically at the level of his thirteen-year-old self before he joined Raimon- meaning he can only dribble, no Keshin, no Soul, no super shots, hell he can't even score a normal goal –is way worse than finding out he has to go through everything again.

Soon after, the now thirteen-year-old Tenma figures out that it's the first day of school.

(Life hates him.)

And so, reluctantly, he dresses in his old uniform and picks up his bag, which was already prepared. With great dread he goes to the dining room where he sees Aki.

She's younger than he remembers.

(Well, duh. Three years into the past, remember?)

But she's still as cheerful and nice and the same Aki he remembers, and she greets him with a warm 'good morning, Tenma!' and he smiles- not good enough, wider, widerwiderwider his cheeks hurt dammit –and responds, ''good morning Aki-nee!''

She sets a plate in front of him and her food calms him down a little. Until...

''So, looking forward to today?''

NO.

(Fake a smile, a wide smile-

Oh, screw it.)

He scowls. ''No.''

Aki blinks, obviously surprised. ''B-but you've been looking forward to it for months...'' she trails off, uncertain.

Tenma nods and pouts. ''Hai. But this morning I woke up to find out that I'm three years into the past because a stupid rabbit just had to mess with time and I really don't want to go through all that trouble again.'' And then, under his breath so she can't hear, ''Fei, I will kill you.''

The green-haired woman stares at him.

He stares back.

''Uh... are you feeling alright, Tenma?'' asks his relative, disbelief obvious in her tone.

''You don't believe me.'' It's a statement, not a question. Aki shakes her head slowly and the brunet shrugs. ''Meh, not my problem. Thanks for the food, but I'll get going now. Maybe some fresh air will clear my mind before all the insanity starts...''

Ten minutes later, after saying goodbye to Sasuke, he is walking slowly in the direction of his old- new -school. Instead of running like he did the first time 'round, he walks calmly because his body is three years younger and he's still getting used to his shorter limbs and he has already kissed the floor three times today- but soon he breaks out in a light sprint, hoping to get some of his motor control back.

Soon he reaches Raimon Junior High and the brunet, knowing he's later than last time, casually makes his way to the outside field.

(And it's so weird to see the place where everything started, because it looks the same but he knows it's

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and he really doesn't know if he should be happy to see his teammates again- his oh so young teammates who are unhappy because Fifth Sector is still here and he doesn't remember what happened last time will it be alright and oh god what if he messes up the timeline-)

A moment later he can hear voices.

''All he used was that one soccer ball, and we...'' Tenma recognizes Ichino's voice. Then he can see the field and he scans the familiar situation.

The players of the second team are scattered over the field, all beaten up. Tsurugi is standing in the middle of them, smirking arrogantly- those eyes, those horrible, cold eyes... his friend is suffering, no -at coach Kudou (well, doesn't he look all rainbowy and sparkly today?) and Haruna (she... actually hasn't changed all that much).

No emotion shows on his face as he hears how the players give up one by one.

(So easily. Do they even like soccer? Do they even know what real suffering is? In the future, everyone from his team, everyone has suffered and become stronger.)

But this is a world ruled by Fifth Sector.

Tenma narrows his eyes and clenches his fists. He takes a deep breath and forces himself to relax.

(Not for long.)

Instead of getting worked up he breathes in and out slowly.

(He will stop them again. No matter what it takes.)

It doesn't take long before his panic is replaced by calm determination.

(Even if he has to do it on his own.)

''Why are you doing this?!'' asks Ichino, holding his shoulder as he looks up at Tsurugi's smirking face.

''No one needs soccer,'' replies the forward, his eyes closed like the others aren't even worth looking at and an arrogant smile decorating his features. ''So I'm going to destroy it.''

Suddenly the time traveler's eyes light up and a grin threatens to take over his face. 'Wait... if I have to deal with everything again anyway, why shouldn't I have some fun?'

Messing with his future friends will be so much fun.

Tenma mentally grins evilly. ''You do know soccer is played all around the world, right?'' he calls, surprising everyone on the field.

Tsurugi's smile falls off his face and he opens his eyes to look at the brunet. ''What?'' he hisses, orange eyes narrowing.

The original Tenma would've been nervous but pushed through with actions. But Tenma is now three years older (mentally, he reminds himself sourly because he's still so SHORT dammit) and he has learned to deal with chaos. He has also learned that, instead of actions, words sometimes have a bigger effect. So instead of panicking he stays calm and smiles relaxingly.

''Just a question,'' he says simply. ''I was wondering if you realized that. I mean, if you're going to destroy soccer, you've got your job cut out for you.'' The brunet walks down slowly, stopping next to Haruna.

Tsurugi grits his teeth, obviously annoyed, and doesn't answer. Instead he looks at Ichino again. ''Starting from today, this soccer club is disbanded.''

Haruna protests immediately. ''Do you think you can-''

Tenma cuts her off. ''Um... this is the second team, you know that, right?''

Yes, the brunet is aware that Tsurugi knows this. The forward is waiting for them to show up, but hey, he's caused so much trouble in the future that Tenma thinks revenge is in order – even though this Tsurugi Kyousuke hasn't really done anything yet...

He ignores that fact and continues. ''If you want to disband the soccer club, you should probably beat the first team,'' he says and then shrugs, still smiling easily.

The forward glares at him but the brunet, who is used to much worse, just looks back blankly. ''Soccer isn't needed!'' he hisses and kicks the ball that is lying at his feet. It lands in the trashcan on the other side of the field.

Haruna stares at it with wide eyes but then turns back to the first-year. ''Are you trying to insult soccer?''

Tsurugi gladly takes the new lead and smirks. ''Insult?'' he turns his head away arrogantly. ''Don't get so worked up, teacher.''

While the teacher stutters, Tenma nods slowly and hums, gaining the attention of the other people again. ''Hm, perhaps you're right,'' he says to Tsurugi. ''Maybe soccer isn't needed. It's not essential for the survival of the human race, but it's a way to pass time that already existed – or at least certain variants of it – thousands of years ago. If people from such a long time ago can come up with it, it would be kind of impossible to destroy it. People could always reinvent it, right?''

Tenma smiles.

Tsurugi's eye twitches.

Tenma's sadistic side cheers silently. 'Hah, that's what you get! I love you like a brother, Kyou, but you can sometimes cause too much trouble. Too. Much. Revenge is sweet.'

''Who the heck are you?!''

Tenma hums again and places a finger on his chin, adopting a thinking stance. ''Hmm... good question~!'' he sings and smiles brightly. ''But isn't that a bit rude? I don't even know your name and you just demand to know who I am!''

Oh, he's seriously annoying his future rival- brother -now. ''My name is Tsurugi Kyousuke. You better remember it, bastard!'' he hisses.

The time traveler nods. ''Well, was that so hard?'' he smiles innocently but inside he is growing devil horns, chuckling evilly. 'That's for all the paperwork you caused me... hehehe...'

''I'm a first-year. The name's Wasure Teta,'' he introduces himself. ''I'm going to join the soccer team today.''

Mentally he cackles at their confused looks. 'Wasure Teta. Wasureteta, meaning "I forgot". Basically I introduced myself as "I forgot my name".'  He can only just keep the smirk from his face.

Tsurugi shakes the weird name off and grins, thinking he has the upper hand again. ''Too bad for you. As of right now, it's gone. You should just go join another club.''

Tenma nods thoughtfully again. ''Hmm... but like I said before, I think you should beat the first team before you can claim the soccer club is disbanded...''

The forward's eyebrow twitches again. ''So, you like soccer?'' he asks, trying to lead the conversation in a new direction.

The other first-year nods. ''Yep. Always have, always will~''

Tsurugi smirks again and kicks the ball- where the hell did that come from? He just kicked it in the trashcan! –at his feet in the air, balancing it on his knee. ''Soccer is just a waste of time. You should forget about it.''

The brunet tilts his head and hums again. ''Perhaps,'' he agrees, ''but if it wasn't for soccer, I'd be dead, so I think I wouldn't be able to forget it even if I tried.''

(That's a lie. When Alpha took him to the past he found out that he'd only be in a coma for a while, but hey, he's not supposed to know that yet and a white lie never hurt anybody!)

Everyone stares at him.

Tenma just shrugs. ''Hey, it was not like I was trying to die!'' he huffs indignantly. ''It was an accident. An accident, people!'' he turns back to Tsurugi. ''So... sorry to disappoint you but I don't really feel like joining another club. I love soccer, and that's all there is to it.''

''It ticks me off...'' growls Tsurugi. ''When newbies like you start talking about soccer like they know everything about it!'' and he kicks the ball harshly towards the defenseless brunet.

Tenma, knowing his body can't handle the shot in its current state, steps to the side and lets it pass harmlessly. Then he raises a curious eyebrow. ''Are you a stalker?''

Tsurugi chokes on air. ''W-what?!''

''Wasure-kun?!'' Haruna stares at him and then at the choking Tsurugi.

Tenma forces his laughter down at the fake name and shrugs. ''Well, you seemed quite certain that I'm new to soccer. I was curious as to why you were so sure about that, because you haven't seen me play yet and we have only been talking for about five minutes. So the logical explanation would be that you're a stalker.''

Tsurugi grits his teeth and the brunet can swear he's seeing fire behind the forward. The Seed opens his mouth to speak, but Haruna speaks up suddenly. ''Chairman Kinzan!'' the fat chairman and the tall, thin man whose name Tenma can't recall, are walking towards them. ''Please make them stop this!''

(And Tenma grits his teeth because that fat-cat-loving-bastard works for Fifth Sector and causes so much trouble- his top priority should be the safety of the students (and he's totally not annoyed because that stupid cat once stole his lunch, no absolutely not [even though it was his favorite] but only because his actions could harm innocent students-))

[Tenma still wants revenge for that lunch.]

''No, I'll allow this,'' Kinzan responds grimly. ''I've been feeling that the soccer club would be needing reform in the near future. They have no value existing if they lose to a single new student.'' The chairman looks at Tenma. ''What was your name again?''

''Wasure Teta,'' Tenma states again, completely serious. The chairman and the thin guy stare at him, speechless. The brunet stares back, forcing his evil cackles down.

The chairman clears his throat. ''Wasure-kun,'' he states seriously. ''The fate of the soccer club lies with you. I'll let you handle this.''

'I didn't even agree to a contest this time!'

Tenma blinks. ''Um, excuse me sir, but that's kind of unfair,'' he says and the man blinks- bastard, serves him right. I know you're working for Fifth Sector –while Tenma smiles sheepishly. ''As Stalker-san here already knows, I am new to soccer. I have never joined a club before and only practiced on my own. If the second team, eleven players who have been training here for at least a year, can't beat him, how am I supposed to do that? To tell me the fate of the soccer club lies with me while my soccer abilities are close to zero is not only unfair to others who want to play soccer here, but also very illogical because I have not officially joined the soccer club yet. Furthermore, rash behavior like Stalker-san has displayed with his challenge to the second team is basically being encouraged. Stalker-san has harmed these students while that is clearly against the rules of the game, and in that case he should be punished for causing trouble when the induction ceremony has not even taken place yet and for the fact he is not wearing the required uniform,'' he says calmly.

Everyone stares at him. Again.

'Why is everyone so surprised by logic?' asks Tenma's mental voice.

(Because, honestly, looking back at his first year in Raimon makes him realize that logic was definitely missing. They went to the past for weeks-

(skipping school!)

-and no one-

(not even the school staff-

[especially not cat-loving-getyourprioritiesstraight-bastard who should d-e-f-i-n-i-t-e-l-y do something if more than ten students from the same, just-disbanded club skip school for a few days]

-or any other responsible adults)

-noticed so what does that say about the people in this town- they used to be Raimon, from the soccer club and soccer had just been banned- seriously, obvious much?!)

Tenma shrugs sheepishly. ''At least, that's what I think...''

Mentally, demon-Tenma cackles at their stunned expressions. 'Muhahaha~ no one's using me this time 'round! Especially not Fifth-Sector-following-cat-bastards!'

Seeing as everyone still seems to be in shock, he pushes on. ''If you wanted to test the soccer club for its usefulness, I propose a match between the first team and Stalker-san's team,'' he turns to Tsurugi, raising an eyebrow, ''which I assume you do have, right?''

Tsurugi nods and his eyebrow twitches. ''Stop calling me that,'' he hisses.

Tenma blinks. ''What, Stalker-san? You don't like it?'' at the forward's disbelieving gaze, he pouts and lets his shoulders hang. ''Aw, I thought it would be a good nickname to signify the start of a beautiful friendship~''

The stares are getting really annoying now.

The brunet looks back to the chairman. ''But back to the matter at hand. Am I correct, Chairman Kinzan?'' he smiles innocently.

The old man grits his teeth. ''My decision has been made.''

'Damn him.' Tenma shrugs, not letting his thoughts show on his face. ''Aha. If I had known this school had a bully-tolerating policy, I would've gone to Arakumo Academy instead. What a shame.'' He then looks at Tsurugi. ''Very well then, Sta- excuse me, Tsurugi-san, we are supposed to have a contest to determine the fate of the soccer club. Since I do want it to be fair and safe, I say we discuss the rules.''

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Everyone on the field, the second team, Haruna, the coach, the Chairman and the thin guy, have moved to the side to make space for Tsurugi and Tenma.

''Now then...'' Tsurugi's voice breaks the silence, taunting. ''Let's play soccer.'' He grins. ''Teta-kun.''

Tenma's lips twitch at the fake name. Tsurugi would have been very intimidating but the small joke makes it hard to take him seriously. ''Very well, Tsu-chan,'' he responds in kind and Tsurugi's eye twitches again.

The forward kicks the ball in the air and balances it on his knee, waiting for the brunet to steal it. Tenma runs forward, knowing it's useless at his current physical level, and falls to the ground as Tsurugi moves out of the way because even though he's been practicing the whole day already his motor control is pathetically low.

It continues like that, Tsurugi taunting the brunet, until he stops and places a foot on the ball. ''Let's put an end to this.''

Tenma watches silently as Tsurugi makes the familiar moves for Death Sword.

''Death Sword!'' the ball shoots forward, surrounded by a massive amount of blue and black energy, in the direction of the defenseless brunet.

Tenma stands up from where he had fallen the last time he tried to steal the ball and braces himself. 'I can stop this. I know I can.'

The ball seems to slow as a sudden rush of energy goes through his veins. ''I'll stop it no matter what!'' the energy that rushes through him forms a dark, purplish blue aura around him – not the aura of a Keshin but the aura of Keshin Armed – as his head hits the ball, fighting against the shot for a moment before deflecting it. The ball falls on the ground and Tenma lands gracefully, placing his foot on the ball to stop it from rolling away.

For a moment he just stares at it and then...

''Damn it!''

That was not supposed to happen. Keshin Armed?! No way! If he can't get his normal Keshin back, who knows how much it will mess up the timeline! They're only supposed to learn about Keshin Armed when Fei shows up!

He grits his teeth and hesitantly glances at Tsurugi. The forward is gaping at him and he almost laughs at the stunned expression. Almost.

(S-T-A-R-E-S)

Tenma knows what will happen next. Well, at least this little spar has helped him to gain a little control over his shorter-than-usual limbs.

The forward grits his teeth and kicks the ball in front of him- seriously, how many balls are there on this field? First the one in the trashcan, then the one he's standing on- hey, where is that ball? Tsurugi has it? How is that even possible, it was here a second ago! –with all the force he can muster.

Tenma doesn't move, even though the ball is definitely going to hit him in the face. But he hasn't encountered the first team yet so he hasn't changed their arrival either.

And, just as predicted, another ball hits Tsurugi's ball and changes its course slightly so that instead of hitting the brunet, it moves past him.

Tenma looks up in the direction the second- third? Fourth? He doesn't know anymore –ball came from with a knowing smile. There, with the sun shining from behind him, is none other than Shindou Takuto.

''You guys!'' he calls sternly and the brunet remembers how impressed he was the first time this happened. ''What do you think you're doing on the soccer club's sacred grounds?!''

Tenma blinks, wondering if he heard that right. 'Pfft... sacred grounds? Really? Sometimes I forget that Takuto-san has a dramatic streak. He almost never shows it...'

''Shindou-kun!'' exclaims Haruna from next to Kudou, who seems unfazed by all the events.

(Why is he so calm? Tenma was looking forward to making him lose his composure the most!)

Tsurugi chuckles darkly. ''So he finally showed up...''

''I'm Raimon Jr. High's captain, Shindou Takuto. And these are...'' people appear behind him, the sun giving them an impressive aura. ''The Raimon Eleven!'' he exclaims dramatically.

Tenma stares at him and absentmindedly the thought 'definitely a dramatic streak' goes through his mind before he promptly bursts out laughing.

(If he ever goes back to his original time, he'll never let Takuto-san live this down, because-

Sacred grounds.

-it's just too funny.)

Tenma laughs so hard at the indignant expressions of his future teammates he has to cry.

[Shindou Takuto, DQE...

Drama Queen Extraordinaire.]

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End of the first chapter, which covers episode 1. I hope you enjoyed it, because I certainly enjoyed writing it!

Well, please let me know what you think~

- Yara