Before you start, you only need to know this:

First name: [F/n]

It would be a mad-man's word against the truth to say I never thought about the fascinating ace striker from Raimon.

I met him at a part time job I had as a high-schooler. It was obvious he was covered in hormones and so was I. But it wasn't until his last year of Middle School that one of us made a move.

It was quite frustrating since I couldn't get him off of my mind; his laugh always lingering at the back of my thoughts.

Most of my days, I spent working at the Gouenji household as a babysitter. It was obvious they shouldn't need me, Shuuya is a very responsible person after all. But his training got in the way.

There was this one time, I spent almost a year without working at the household -I don't blame anyone for it. I had no business there. After all, there was nobody to babysit.

Truth be told, I thought I'd never see him again. We only spoke to one another when he came early from practice. I had never seen him out of the household. 

For months, I was devastated. No Yuuka to spend time with and no Shuuya to speak with.

I'd lie if I said Shuuya was my first love. After all, I was two years older than him. I had plenty of time to experiment with my love life but I had to admit, Shuuya was the one that made me feel the best.

It was a rare feeling, honest and pure. I denied it at first, saying I was starting to see him as a little brother.

Boy, was I wrong. 

It took me too see him half-naked to realise I was attracted to the boy. Not mentally, but physically too. And it let hell loose inside of me.

I had always dated guys older than me. Why was I suddenly interested in them being younger?

After some time, I realised it wasn't the age. It was who he is. I mentally listed the reasons why he was better than all my exes and that's when my hormones started kicking in.

I fantasized about him, and it took plenty of my time at school, at home, at the cinema... just about everywhere I went.

I even got jealous about his classmates even though I had never met them. Had I been in his class, I'd spent all of it talking with him. Luckily, for both of us, I wasn't.

Everything went as far as the Football Frontier International before we actually displayed more interest in one another. I'd guess it was because we had some time alone, for the first time. We were always in the presence of Yuuka when the two of us spent time.

I became one of the managers of the Japanese representative team and it was one of the best experiences I've ever had. 

The other managers directly sensed the chemistry between us and evidently attempted to set us up. But it never really worked. It would bring us closer, though not enough. We had our own rhythm and we were silently synchronizing them.

It was at the last day of our sojourn in Loicott Island when we shared our first kiss. We went out for a walk at the beach and I was grateful my mother forced me to buy a sundress. 

I wore the sundress on that pleasant sunny day and he wore jeans with a plain white shirt. People are right when they say less is more because he was breathtakingly handsome that day.

Maybe it's because he unbuttoned the first two buttons of the shirt and I can stare at his cleavage all I want.

As lunch time neared I was disappointed since we would be heading back to where we were staying to have lunch with the rest of the team.

I don't know how he did it, but I suspect he read my mind that day.

"Hey," he bit his lower lip, "what about we have lunch by ourselves?"

And we both knew that after that question everything would change by the end of the day.

My heart beat fast and fought the urge to grab his hand.

Flashing a smile, I answered, "I'd love to."

After that, we headed for the Chinese part of the island. I wasn't sure where we were going at first but then grinned at the fact that he recalled me saying that I love Chinese food.

I don't seem to remember when we were walking hand in hand but when I realised, I resisted the urge to smile like a fool.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I felt disappointed that I had to let go of his hand to check the caller ID. 

Haruna! Of course, the managers must be worried. 

I picked the phone up before we entered the Chinese restaurant and, thankfully, it wasn't crowded. 

"Hi," I nervously said.

"Is everything alright!? Where are you!?"

"Everything's fine, Haruna," I chuckled whilst Shuuya and I stepped closer to the waiter. 

"Thank goodness. Anyways, do you know where Gouenji is? We've been calling him but he left his cell here."

"Table for two, please," he requested to the waiter and I couldn't avoid smiling.

"Of course, this way."

"Wait, was that Gouenji!?"

"Well, uhm."

"Oh, my, God. Girls!! [F/n] is on a date with Gouenji!"

"Wait, what!?"

"Finally!"

I'd lie if I said I wasn't flustered with that conversation and knowing that Shuuya heard it as well, made it worse. 

Smiling sweetly, he took the phone from me.

"I hope you girls don't mind that I borrow [F/n] for a day." Saying that my heart melted was an understatement.

By the time the girls answered, we took our seats and waited for the menus.

"Oh, my, God. It got better! Of course we don't mind! Take your time, you two!"

He leaned forward, resting his hand under the chin. "Great, thanks girls, you're the best. Well," we intertwined our stare, "after [F/n], of course."

I willed to hide my face at this point, yet I didn't want him to hang up, I wanted to know what more he thought about me.

"She won herself the jackpot, a nurturing romantic. So adorable! Anyways, we'll hang up, enjoy your day, lovebirds."

He smiled innocently at me as he powered off my phone. "Just being sure that no one interrupts." I hid my face as he made me take this pill of emotions so unexpectedly. "Hey, love, come on. It wasn't that bad, was it?" 

Pet names? Christ, he was making me go insane.

"Or is it that..." I didn't have to see to know he was smirking, "...you're embarrassed?"

"Yeah, a little."

"God, you're so cute I want to kiss you."

I confidently stared at him. "Then do it."

He sweetly smiled back. "Not the right moment."

I swore at that moment that the boy is going to be the death of me.

After my fluttering fiasco, there was nothing out of the norm throughout the rest of the meal. It still felt comfortable and normal as it always had.

It was nightfall when my heart beat the loudest that day. We wandered along the streets after lunch and ended up at the Italian part of the island.

Shuuya knew Italy was one of my weakest points at beauty standards. I strongly felt that this place was going to be special to the both of us by the end of the day.

There was nobody around the streets at this time so naturally, it made it thousand times better. And the fact that he was pressed at my side, without letting go of my hand, made it even better.

"Hey, look at that butterfly," I mused and -don't ask me why, even I don't know- chased it to a dimly lit alleyway. I know that alleyways aren't the best of places but, trust me, this one was breathtaking. It was incredibly pretty that I forgot about the butterfly and squeezed Shuuya's hand. 

"It's... beautiful."

I think we both forgot how to breathe at that moment because we were silent for a while back there.

"It is."

I don't know how, but I felt that the moment was going to get even better.

Shuuya let go of my hand and placed his hand on my waist. I faced him and stared into his eyes, as he did the same. Then, he placed both of his hands on my back and began to lean in with his head.

I tried to even my breath but I couldn't. I shut my eyes and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

It felt like ages before my lips met into the best pair of lips I've ever tasted. The sweet kiss didn't last long as we both began to heat up. At the next moment I was being pressed against the wall of the alleyway and I was loving the roughness of it all.

By the time we knew we couldn't go any further, I rested my head on his chest. His heart pounding hardly for me.

And I assure you, feeling his heart rate after that was amazing.

We laughed at the fact that we got late for dinner when we came back to the team. Everyone was on their last dish and we had just arrived.

The girls had excited expressions on them whilst most of the boys were clearly suspicious.

We sat down at the table nonetheless and Shuuya took his usual seat next to Kazemaru and I sat with the girls who were muttering excitedly.

The both of us dived in for food and as Shuuya leaned slightly forward we both damned Kazemaru's eyesight.

"Is that a hickey?" Everyone in the room ended their conversation when they heard that.

Hell broke loose and it began with Haruna.

"Oh, my, God! [F/n]! Have some self control, Christ!" It continued with Midorikawa.

"I knew it!" Then Hiroto.

"That explains everything." And the rest was everyone talking at the same time.

It took five minutes to get Natsumi shutting everyone up.

"Come on guys, it was painfully obvious there was something going on between them. And it was painful to watch them and not realising they liked one another."

"Actually," I chimed in, "I kind of knew he liked me back."

"Ditto."

Natsumi blank faced. "See what I'm talking about? Perfectly made for eachother lovesick idiots." 

We both chuckled.

She was right. It was quite idiotic to wait for so long. But it was worth it. 

[EDIT: I personally find it better than the previous version of this. I like this plot line better than the previous one

-Cloud, 17/12/17]