Hey guys!

I'll probably hate myself for this but I'm going to mass upload AR here so that it will be at the same chapter as AR on ffn. Will be a lot easier to upload both at the same time!

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Accidental Reverse Arc 1

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''Are you okay?''

Tenma flinches back, but the older teen keeps a firm yet gentle grip on his shoulder to make sure he can't break free.

When the brunet doesn't respond, the elder sighs softly and kneels down in front of him so they're both sitting on the ground. He smiles gently yet the worry in his eyes is impossible to miss. ''I know something's wrong with you,'' he says softly. ''And... and I know you probably won't tell me what it is, so I won't ask, but... I'm here for you. I want to help you. Don't hide from me.''

The first-year looks up, startled. ''Sangoku-senpai...''

The keeper smiles kindly at him. ''I knew something was wrong. I've seen you a few times now. At my house, after the match against Tengawara, and just now when the match ended. You've been doing a good job at hiding it, but I know now what to look for.''

When Tenma averts his eyes again, Sangoku sighs softly and pulls back his hand. The first-year doesn't react at first, until the keeper offers him a water bottle. ''Drink.'' The brunet blinks in surprise but then takes it from him.

The silence between them is only broken by the sound of Tenma taking small sips from the bottle. Absentmindedly, the time traveler wonders if the keeper is uncomfortable on the ground, but then pushes it to the back of his mind. There are more pressing matters right now.

Eventually, Sangoku breaks the uneasy silence. ''I won't tell the others.''

Tenma stills, not looking up from the ground but his tense posture easily gives away that he's listening.

The keeper presses on. ''You've been trying to hide it, whatever 'it' is, and I guess I can respect that... Raimon hasn't exactly made you feel welcome before.'' The guilt in his voice is hard to miss. ''But I just want to help you.''

(And this is the Sangoku Taichi that Tenma knows – the big brother figure for every younger player in the team. The older Sangoku was famous for his ability to figure out whatever was bothering his friends, especially the younger ones. Tenma can easily remember various instances where his worried teammates sent Sangoku to talk with whatever player they were worried about, always coming back with successful results.)

''I-'' he cuts himself off there. He what? He can deal with it himself, but can he really? Besides, Sangoku has seen him before, too many times to shake it off as a simple moment of weakness.

The brunet tightens his grip on the water bottle, shadowing his eyes behind his bangs. ''It's nothing. You shouldn't concern yourself about me, senpai,'' he whispers finally. ''There's enough to focus on, with Holy Road and Fifth Sector...'' he trails off hesitantly.

Sangoku frowns, worry swimming in his dark eyes. ''Tenma, you are not nothing,'' he protests gently. ''If you have a problem, you shouldn't have to deal with it by yourself.'' Then he smiles. ''And besides, I'm your senpai. It's my duty to help the first-year students, you know?''

Tenma cracks a smile at that.

The keeper's smile widens at the little progress. ''So please tell me honestly... are you okay?'' he repeats in a soft, gentle voice.

The brunet hesitates, uncertainty clear in his eyes – so different from the usual spark of mischief. After a long, tense moment, he lets his gaze fall back to the floor. Sangoku sighs softly in defeat but is surprised when Tenma's voice softly breaks the silence. ''I... I don't know,'' he whispers finally, not believing that he's actually giving in.

(Because Sangoku always manages to lower his defenses like this, no matter how much he wants to shut the world and reality out.)

The elder frowns, concern etched on his face as the time traveler continues. ''I want to tell you, I really do, but... you wouldn't believe me anyway.'' Tenma hides his expression by looking down, his bangs shadowing his face. ''But- but I'll be fine. I've had worse.'' He looks up with a smile.

''Tenma...'' Sangoku is clearly not convinced, the worry in his eyes is proof of that. The brunet's smile falters a bit but he doesn't look away again, and the keeper knows he's not going to give in. He sighs quietly. ''Just- just tell me when you're not feeling well, okay? I might be able to help you and keep the team from worrying...''

Raimon's future captain blinks. ''Why would they be worried?'' he asks, genuinely confused. ''I've only been part of the team for what, three weeks?''

The keeper frowns, his thoughts going back to the match. ''I wouldn't be so sure about that...'' he mutters lowly so that the other doesn't hear it. He raises his voice to a more audible level. ''Still, can you promise me that?''

Tenma stays quiet, an unreadable expression on his face as he stares at the elder. Said elder is slightly freaked out by the look in the brunet's eyes and he can almost swear that there are blue sparks in the grey.

Then the moment is broken as the time traveler slowly nods. ''I promise,'' he says finally and the keeper smiles in relief.

''Good.'' He then stands up, stretching a bit and smiles down at the younger boy. ''Come on, I'm sure the others are waiting.''

Soon after the two meet up with their teammates in front of the entrance of the stadium. ''Mou, what took you guys so long?'' complains Hamano with a small smile. ''We've been waiting for hours!''

Kurama rolls his eyes. ''Stop exaggerating.'' He then turns his glare on the two arrivals, especially the younger. ''But he's right – you're late.'' His tone is accusing and the time traveler knows, without a doubt, that the older player still doesn't like him.

Tenma tightens his grip on his bag slightly but doesn't let the hurt show and instead grins brightly. ''Ah, sorry! I lost my water bottle!'' he lies easily, quickly making his way to Shinsuke as to avoid the keeper who might or might not be suspicious about his ability to make up lies on the spot.

The way to Rairaiken is spend with jokes and light conversations. Soon after, they're sitting at a very long table with their ramen, chatting away again. Tenma is sitting next to Shinsuke and Hamano, the latter because he apparently doesn't want to miss any of the brunet's antics.

They have calmed down slightly, satisfied from the tasty meal, and are currently reviewing the match. Tenma however is zoning out, his mind preoccupied by everything that's currently happening around him.

'So... coach Endou has become Raimon's coach, Shindou-senpai didn't quit the club, Tsurugi is currently doubting Fifth Sector and hopefully will join Raimon with a little help of Yuuichi-san, Raimon's other members have joined the rebellion... yet the 'real team' part is still a work in progress. They do want to play real soccer, so that's one thing, and I don't think they really hate me anymore. Still, Tsurugi will have to join Raimon otherwise we're still flawed. Furthermore, I have no idea how the trust levels are at this point. We're accepting each other as teammates, but we should become friends as well otherwise we won't be able to play to the best of our abilities. The weak links have been taken care of slightly... Minamisawa has quit, so that's one thing, and Kurama-senpai seems to accept this situation for now. Tsurugi's a work in progress and Shindou-senpai is completely set on defeating Fifth Sector. And then the last thing, which is winning every single match from now on. Which is totally possible, considering we've done it before.'

His thoughts go back to the match only a few hours earlier. 'On another note, your individual skills,' whispers a voice in his head that sounds suspiciously much like Tsurugi. 'You can dribble. That's literally everything. Your stamina is not horrible but not enough to last a whole match of intense playing. Your speed and strength are both acceptable at best. You suck at scoring. Lastly, you have no hope of controlling your Keshin energy when it's close to another Keshin, let alone awaken it. In other words, you're going to need to work on a lot of things,' says the Tsurugi voice.

'Oh, has our captain been slacking off?' comes another, amused voice that makes Tenma scowl.

'Shut up, Kariya.'

The voice laughs. 'How can I shut up when I'm in your head?'

Tsurugi-voice returns. 'You know what this means, right, Tenma?' he teases and the brunet pouts slightly.

Another voice speaks the dreaded words. 'Training, training and training. Literally training every free minute of the day.'

'Mou, I know that, Takuto-san!' whines Tenma in his head. 'Wait... why am I even hearing you guys? You're not even here. Have I really gotten to the point that I can imagine what everyone would say if they could see me?'

Tenma groans as he leans his head in his hands, already feeling a headache coming up.

(Even in another timeline his friends still bother him!)

Sadly for him, the rest of Raimon noticed.

''Hey, you okay?'' asks a voice next to him and the brunet blinks before looking up, seeing Hamano's raised eyebrow and Raimon's questioning looks. 'Shoot, I forgot about them.'

His teammates are still looking at him, so he says the first thing that comes to mind – which is actually the truth.

''The voices won't shut up.''

Shindou then proceeds to choke on his water as the rest of Raimon stares at him in various states of shock, ranging from surprised blinks to full-out gaping. Once the captain's not in danger of dying anymore, he stares at the brunet in disbelief. ''I'm not sure if you're joking or not,'' he states calmly, probably a bit too calmly.

The time traveler just smiles mysteriously. ''Who knows~''

Sangoku is the only one who doesn't seem surprised, even as the rest of Raimon shares slightly freaked out looks. The keeper looks at him with an expression that Tenma easily recognizes as his 'scolding-face', having seen his less mature teammates be exposed to it many times in the future. ''Tenma, please refrain from freaking out our teammates.''

The brunet mentally grins, taking the challenge. Outwards he just pouts. ''But senpai~'' he whines. ''I don't do it on purpose!''

The older teenager nods slowly. ''Oh, is that so?'' he states calmly, yet everyone can hear he doesn't believe it.

Tenma nods with a perfect poker face. ''Hai. The temptation is just too much to resist.'' His voice is completely serious and doesn't give anything away from his inner amusement.

''Wait, are you messing with us because you think it's fun?'' Kurumada asks slowly, a silent warning in his eyes that tells the brunet he should watch out what his answer is.

The time traveler tilts his head as he thinks about the question. ''Meh~ most of the time I am,'' he admits truthfully and quickly continues at the insulted looks from his teammates. ''But sometimes I am honestly confused, bored, or in any other way tempted to do what I do. And anyway, I've been doing whatever I feel like for years so it's basically become a habit.'' He grins cheekily at the other soccer players. ''Besides, you have to admit that seeing the look on Tsurugi's face when I call him 'Stalker-san' is hilarious. That's basically how everyone else looks as well.''

Raimon seems to accept that answer, but they don't look like they're finished with the conversation yet. ''So you always call Tsurugi Stalker-san,'' says Hamano. ''Do you have any other... nicknames for us?''

The others look curious at his question and Tenma blinks, not having expected it. He stays silent for a while but then points at Shinsuke. ''Bunny.'' The small defender blinks in surprise even as the brunet turns to point at Kirino. ''Mist-senpai.'' He sees how the eyes of Raimon's second and third years widen in shock and smiles mysteriously.

(Because he's not supposed to know about the defender's mist-based hissatsu techniques, The Mist and Deep Mist, yet, things Kirino has only learned recently which means he hasn't used them in matches yet.)

Tenma then points to Sangoku. ''San-san.'' More than one member snickers at the wordplay and even the keeper chuckles once he's over his surprise. Lastly the brunet points at Shindou. ''DQE-senpai.''

The captain blinks. ''DQE-senpai?'' he repeats in confusion and the brunet grins. ''What does that even mean?''

The time traveler doesn't immediately answer but his smile suddenly seems all the more devious. ''Oh, just a... title I thought would suit you well,'' he cackles slightly and his teammates share slightly freaked out looks.

Suddenly Kirino's voice makes everyone look at the defender. ''One thing. Why 'Mist'?'' he asks, a bit cautiously. Raimon's older members seem to be curious and slightly suspicious about that as well.

''Because you have the kanji for mist in your name,'' answers Tenma, putting up an innocent front. Just as the second and third-years relax, Tenma continues. ''Why were you so surprised, senpai? Mist doesn't have such a deep meaning, does it?''

(Tenma is aware that his teammates might think he's a Seed at the rate he's going, but he honestly can't help it.)

As Kirino tenses again, the eyes of Raimon's older members immediately snap back to him, barely hidden suspicion in their eyes. ''Is something wrong, senpai?'' Tenma smiles innocently and locks eyes with Kurama. ''Why are you looking at me like I'm a snake in the grass?''

(Tenma is also aware that his puns are bad, but the looks on his teammates' faces are priceless.)

The time traveler easily continues with his act. ''And just when we were getting along!'' he then looks straight at Shindou. ''We turned over a new leaf and all that, right?''

(Yes, referring to hissatsu techniques he hasn't seen yet [Kurama's Sidewinder and Shindou's Presto Turn] turns out to be a great way of messing with his teammates' heads.)

Tenma decides to go in for the killing blow and smiles brightly. ''I mean, I haven't even really talked with most of you. I'm sure you have some nice stories to tell to us first-years. I'm sure you know some amazing players! Maybe even someone from the Italian Pro League!''

Shinsuke is looking at him like he's crazy, but Raimon's other members are silent and tense, obviously suspicious about the not-so-subtle hints he's been dropping.

The time traveler looks completely unfazed and just smiles innocently at the small defender next to him. ''Right, Shinsuke?''

The boy nods, confusing etched on his face. ''Uh... sure?'' he agrees weakly.

Tenma looks at Raimon's other members and finally loses his composure, promptly bursting out laughing. He almost starts crying, because his teammates' expressions are hilarious.

After a while he finally calms down and wipes the tears from his eyes. ''Oh my god,'' he chuckles at the confused and wary looks send his way. ''This is the reason I like to mess with people. You should see your own faces.''

The second and third-years share silent glances and Shindou takes the lead in questioning the brunet. ''How did you know all that?''

The time traveler grins cheekily. ''It's a secret~'' he sings.

Shinsuke finally seems to lose his patience. ''Tenma, what is going on?'' he asks, completely confused at the sudden turn.

The brunet grins at him. ''Well, I just managed to freak our senpai out by making them think I'm a spy for Fifth Sector or something,'' he says. Shinsuke scrunches his eyebrows in confusion and the midfielder explains further. ''In everything I said, I managed to use a wordplay on the senpai's hissatsu techniques. Deep Mist for Kirino-senpai, Sidewinder for Kurama-senpai and Presto Turn for Shindou-senpai. Furthermore, I also commented on one of Raimon's players from last year who is currently playing in the Italian Pro League.''

The small defender stares at him for a moment. ''Why?'' he asks, not even shocked like Tenma expected – seems like Shinsuke is already getting used to the time traveler's weird antics.

The brunet's grin grows. ''Their reactions are hilarious,'' he comments with a shrug. ''And I was bored.''

''So... you're not secretly a Seed?'' clarifies Kurumada.

Tenma blinks at him with a perfect poker face. ''I never said that,'' he avoids the question easily.

Shindou, who is sitting opposite of the brunet, sighs, attracting the attention from Raimon's other members. ''I'm quite sure he's just messing with us now,'' he tells Kurumada.

''There's one way to figure it out,'' Tenma chirps and smiles brightly when the others look at him again. ''From all the Seeds we've encountered until now, I've learned something about them. They don't know the meaning of the word fun!''

Shindou groans as he leans his head in his hands. ''God, how are we ever going to survive this year?'' he mutters to himself, Kirino patting his shoulder sympathetically.

The time traveler shrugs. ''You never should've let me play in that first match to begin with,'' he grins.

Sangoku smiles and decides to continue with the conversation. ''Are you liking Raimon so far?'' he asks the two first-years.

Shinsuke nods. ''Hai! Our classmates are very nice and so are the teachers! The homework is a little less fun, but the lessons are interesting and-''

Eventually the conversation returns to their match. ''Can we be sure that Fifth Sector won't shut the club down?'' asks Hayami nervously.

An uncomfortable silence settles between them, which is broken by none other than the resident time traveler. ''Yep,'' he says, not looking up from his ramen.

The other soccer players glance at each other at the confident answer and Shindou raises his eyebrows. ''How can you be so sure?''

Tenma sighs and finally looks up from his meal. ''Well,'' he starts after a moment of thought. ''I already explained before that it wouldn't be easy for Fifth Sector to do anything to us. Since Raimon was second in the Holy Road tournament last year, people will keep their eyes on us. Since we won against Mannouzaka and Tengawara, there will be even more attention focused on us.

''If Fifth Sector forces us to quit, it would make the public suspicious. Technically speaking they could create a fake story, but it would probably be quite unbelievable and coach Endou still has enough influence to make a lot of people doubt it. Same goes for pulling us out of the tournament.

''I also explained about facing us head-on. They can't use a secret team to challenge us because we could refuse their offer to a match and forcing us would seem strange. They can't use one of their known teams because people would wonder why Fifth Sector would send a team like that in the first place.

''Outside of the soccer world they're influential, but they can't go against the authorities so we, and our families, are safe as well.'' As an afterthought, the brunet adds something else. ''Besides, the Holy Emperor is definitely going to try and make an example out of us, so he won't shut down the club anyway.''

Tenma continues eating and easily ignores the stunned looks he's getting. The sweet silence is eventually broken by Amagi's voice. ''How- how are you so sure we'll be used as an example?''

The time traveler stills.

'Because Gouenji-san wants us to win.'

Sadly, he can't use the real answer for obvious reasons, so he goes with the second. ''Well, we're starting to get quite influential already. People are looking at Raimon as a beacon of hope for the junior soccer world, partly because of its history. Since our rebellion is wider known than previous attempts, Fifth Sector won't simply make us disappear from the picture. They'll try to use us to instill fear in the other teams because it will have a greater affect than with previous rebellious players. It's basic instinct – rule with fear.''

The brunet plays with his chopsticks as he watches Raimon's expressions, ranging from shock to awe. ''Wha- how do you know all that?'' stammers Kirino.

Tenma's lips curl upwards in amusement yet his eyes are clear and sharp.

''It's called common sense.''

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Tenma watches blankly at the shocked exclamations from his teammates at the news of their new opponents.

Teikoku Academy.

'The match where Tsurugi officially joined Raimon. After he didn't show up for the first half. Awesome.' He wonders if he should try to change the beginning of this match or not. 'Will there be consequences later if Tsurugi is in the match from the start? He could do the same as he did with Mannouzaka and go against us... if that's the case, he'll become unpredictable. Better to keep things the way they are. Maybe I should call Yuuichi-san, just in case?'

''We'll have to play with just ten members,'' says Kurama bitterly, pulling Tenma back to the present.

''Well it's not like we played the match against Mannouzaka with only five players or something. Or the match against Tengawara with only three. It's definitely impossible for us to win if we have only ten players,'' he can't help but mutter sarcastically.

'Hm... should I call Yuuichi-san or not? How did he figure out Tsurugi was a Seed the first time 'round, anyway? And now that he already knows, will it have any effect on his reaction?'

''-you even listening?''

The brunet blinks up when Kurama's voice enters his ears. ''Huh?''

The forward rolls his eyes and grumbles something about annoying first-years. ''I was saying that Teikoku is on a whole other level than Mannouzaka and Tengawara.''

The time traveler blinks, uncomprehending. ''Aha.''

Kurama seems a bit... disappointed (?) at his lack of reaction. ''Raimon doesn't have any chance at winning.''

Tenma blinks again. ''Yes, and I'm not from Okinawa.'' He raises one eyebrow (read: the eyebrow future Taiyou always freaks out over (and the same eyebrow everyone in the future Raimon team fears)). ''Your point being?''

The forward's eye twitches. ''We're gonna get crushed!'' seems like he finally lost his composure. ''It's gonna be the end of us!''

(Ah, the influences of the Drama Family.)

At this point, the time traveler is too tired to even care. ''So we don't have any secret super tactics involving, let's say, five players with a name that's actually a really bad pun on the name of our school that might be able to help us out?''

(Apparently, staring at Matsukaze Tenma is the new favorite pastime of the Raimon soccer club.)

''God, can't you ever even try to be subtle?!'' exclaims Shindou and the brunet can swear there are flames rising up behind him.

''How the hell do you know about that!'' demands Kurama angrily, distrust clear in his gaze. Many of the other players have similar reactions.

Tenma blinks innocently. ''Know about what, senpai?'' he puts up his best confused expression (which is really, really convincing because he's had to use it more than he'd like to admit in the past- future- whatever thingy). And apparently it does its job again, because the older students falter slightly. The brunet decides to go for the killing blow and lets his eyes widen, an expression of shock on his face. ''Wait, are you saying we actually have something like that?!''

The older players hesitate for a long moment but eventually Shindou sits down with a sigh. ''I honestly don't know if you're lying or not.''

Tenma blinks, still faking his confused expression. ''But seriously, we have something like that? Including the bad pun name?''

''I wouldn't call it a bad pun,'' says Kirino eventually. His leg has healed since the match against Mannouzaka two days ago, so he'll be playing in the Raimon-Teikoku match. ''But yes, we do. It's something we came up with when coach Kudou was still around.''

''It's almost impossible to use,'' continues Hamano for him. ''You need a really strong striker who can withstand the power of the ball.''

Silence reigns between the teens for a while, but is eventually broken by Shindou. ''We have to try it. We could blow Teikoku away if we manage to complete it!''

One by one, Raimon's older members agree and Tenma leans back in his seat, contently watching the effects of his not-so-subtle interference.

'And that's how you stir up a revolution.' He hides a smile. 'Now, time to call the brother of a wolf.'

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When Raimon heads to the inside field to practice Ultimate Thunder, Tenma easily sneaks away from his teammates and makes his way to the roof. Since it's already after school hours and most students are at home or with their clubs, it's abandoned.

He sits down against the railing, his bag next to him, and grabs his phone. Scrolling through his contact list he stumbles upon the name of none other than Tsurugi's brother and dials the number.

He doesn't have to wait long before the other picks up. ''Tsurugi Yuuichi speaking.''

The brunet can't help the small smile on his lips as he answers. ''Hello Yuuichi-san, it's me, Tenma.''

''Tenma-kun!'' Yuuichi sounds surprised but when he continues his voice is warm. ''Congratulations on winning against Mannouzaka, I saw it on TV. Now, to what do I owe the honor of your call?''

The time traveler sighs and answers. ''To the fact that your brother hasn't shown up for practice ever since our last match and that we're going to need him in the next one.''

The voice of the older Tsurugi sibling is a lot less cheerful when he answers. ''I see. Who is your opponent?''

Tenma looks at the blue sky and the white cotton clouds lazily drifting around. ''Teikoku Academy,'' he answers. ''Since Raimon's not going to win with our current skill level, we're attempting a new hissatsu tactics. It's called Ultimate Thunder.''

''Oh? Is it working?''

The younger boy almost shrugs before remembering the other can't see him and vocally responding. ''They're practicing it now, but it's not going to work,'' he states without a trace of doubt. ''We don't have anyone with the required shoot power who is willing to aid us.''

''You mean that Kyousuke could do it.'' Seems like Yuuichi's realized it.

The brunet hums in confirmation. ''Yep. But he's been skipping practice and from the little interaction I've had with him, he doesn't seem really fired up for it. Combine it with a little common sense and anyone could figure out he's been summoned by the Holy Emperor after our match against Mannouzaka. The Holy Emperor probably blackmailed him by threatening not to pay for your surgery and I think you can figure out the rest yourself.''

Yuuichi sighs. ''Kyousuke agreed to go against Raimon,'' he finishes. ''What can I do to help?'' while it would be unnoticeable for anyone else, Tenma knows the older Tsurugi sibling and can hear the impatience and longing to help in his voice.

The time traveler carefully chooses his words. ''If I'm right, your brother won't trust himself with stopping Raimon if he's on the field – tempted to play real soccer – and will simply not show up for our match at all,'' he starts slowly.

''He'll... probably go to visit you then,'' continues the brunet. ''To try and convince himself he's doing the right thing. That's where the hard part comes.'' Tenma sighs and runs a hand through his hair, suddenly feeling very tired. ''You'll have to confront him, but you have to wait for the right moment. We both know him and we both know he'll simply go on the defense if the time's not right. Furthermore, Tsu-chan has to play real soccer because he wants to, not because he's tricked into it.''

The brunet lets his words hang in the air and Yuuichi is silent for a long while.

''Kyousuke needs to let go of his guilt and accept it wasn't his fault,'' whispers the elder eventually, sadness evident in his tone. ''He needs to see this is not the right way to go about this.''

Tenma closes his eyes, his heart going out to the younger version of his best friend. Lost. Alone. 'You've gone through so much on your own, haven't you, Kyousuke?' he smiles sadly. 'Having to deal with your brother's accident when you were only seven. Going through the training of becoming a Seed. Lying to everyone around you and to yourself.' Mentally, he once again swears that he'll neverlet Kyousuke – the younger nor the older – be alone ever again.

''Exactly,'' he whispers finally, his voice shaking slightly.

He has a feeling Yuuichi nods before answering. ''Don't worry, Tenma-kun. I'll handle that. You... you just focus on winning, alright?'' the tone he uses is a familiar one to the brunet. The elder is worried – not only for his brother, but also for the time traveler himself.

His thoughts are proved true when the young man continues. ''How about you? Are you okay, Tenma-kun?''

Tenma smiles ruefully. ''I guess.'' It doesn't sound very convincing.

Yuuichi hears it as well. ''I already told you. If there's something, anything, you need to talk about, I'm here to listen.''

The brunet fights back tears at those words. ''Thanks,'' he manages to whispers finally. ''That- that means a lot to me.''

He can basically hear the smile in Yuuichi's voice. ''You're welcome. Now, go back to your team and train. I'll handle Kyousuke.''

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Well, that's the next chappie~! I hope you guys enjoyed! :)

- Yara Meijer