(Y/N) - Your Name
(E/C) - Eye Color
(H/C) - Hair Color

REQUESTED BY: Twilight91016

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"You think that (Y/N)'s gonna visit?" Tsurugi heard their managers asking each other if ever at least one of them knew if the (H/C) haired beauty would visit. He rose an eyebrow in wonder. Why were the girls even interested in her? Does she have any business that has to do with (Y/N)?

"Hey, Tsurugi!" he was surprised by one of his closest teammate and friend, Tenma. He looked worried for his blue haired friend that he had to approach him. Tsurugi shook his head and just gave a small smile.

"It's nothing," he cleared the head of the young boy. Tenma was still sure that something was bothering Tsurugi but he decided to drop it for now.

"Come on! Let's play soccer!" Tenma urged him to come and play with them. He noticed that Tsurugi has been staring at nothing but spaces so he just invited him to maybe clear out his thoughts.

"Yeah," he subtly replied and followed Tenma to play with them. There was still a thought lingering in the ace striker's head.

'Focus, I need to improve more especially when I'm already with them,' He thought with determination. He does not want his team to lose a match even if it was undeniably impossibly not to lose.

"Hi guys!"

'Th-that voice...!' Tsurugi shoot the ball before it could be blocked by their goalkeeper.

"Nice shoot, Tsurugi—oh," His praised was caught off when he saw Tsurugi walking towards to their managers along with a girl with beautiful (H/C) curls.

'Who is she? I can't see her face,' The goalkeeper thought as he kept on positioning by the goalpost to see who the mysterious visitor was. His eyes just went wide after hearing their captain's loud voice.

"(Y/N)!" their captain, Shindou Takuto gasped and hugged the (E/C) eyed girl as if welcoming her back. The said girl laughed and tried to get away from his grasp. There was a certain blue haired boy felt a bit jealous because Shindou was the first out of the players to welcome her back.

"Takuto, you're being unusually  uncomposed!" she exclaimed in between laughs. The players began to huddle around (Y/N) while asking her a lot of questions in regards with what she experienced while away.

"One by one!" she giggled while sitting next to one of their female managers, Sorano Aoi.

"Where have you been, (L/N)-chan?" asked Nishizono while jumping up and down.

"I went to visit lots of places! There was Italy, England, America and Australia!"

"Have you met professional soccer players there!?"

"I actually did! Italy's White Meteor, Ardena Fideo-san, America's Magician of the Field, Ichinose Kazuya-san and Star Player, Kruger Mark-san and more!" this caused astonishment from all the players, even including the cold striker.

'She probably met a lot of soccer players the same age as her—what am I even thinking...!?' He thought in frustration. There was absolutely nothing to worry about.

'No matter who they are—'

"Kyousuke!" he froze on the spot when (Y/N) tackled to him for a big hug.

"(Y/N)," he was able to cope with her weight and force after she ran up to him. She let go of him and gave him a paper bag that he noticed she was holding on after she was hugged by Shindou.

"M-me?" he said with a flustered face. (Y/N) giggled and nodded.

"You can just open that when you're able to return home later since I know you still have training now!" she waved before the players started to go back to whatever they were doing as training. Tsurugi placed the paper bag next to his water bottle.

(Y/N) stared at Tsurugi's retreating form with a smile unconsciously forming on her lips. A certain red headed girl noticed this and laughed. (Y/N) was shaken to hear one of her friends and tilted her head in confusion.

"What's so funny, Midori?" (Y/N) asked. Midori rose an eyebrow with a knowing smirk.

"I get it, he gets some kind of special gift because he's your boyfriend, huh," slowly but surely, her face started to heat up after hearing Midori's answer.

"G-geez Midori, the gift is just simple! You don't have to tell me that he's my boyfriend or something! I mean, it's already obvious..." she whispered the last statement, embarrassed to say it out loud.

'A picture and a jersey aren't major or anything anyway.'

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