#inazuma eleven fanfic

[soccerpunching]

I wrote uhh something that takes place in episode 10 of the first season after Kidou asked Kageyama about Fuyukai putting a trap on the bus and Kageyama just told him that what makes a great commander is ensuring the win before the match even starts. This was a little headcanon-ish of mine of what happened after that. A notable thing is this was also a bit after the match with Meito where Gouenji couldn't fight because of his leg injury.

To Those Who Take Flight

Chapter Summary: After Kidou asked the commander regarding Fuyukai's actions, he found himself remembering even more "accidents" that happened in the last year's Football Frontier. His contemplative walk took him to Inazuma General Hospital where he met the man he wanted to talk to the most. Characters: Kidou Yuuto, Gouenji Shuuya, Gouenji Katsuya Relationships: Kidou Yuuto & Gouenji Shuuya; Gouenji Shuuya & Gouenji Katsuya Word Count: 1,523 No Warnings Apply Genre: General, canon compliant, drama, doubts, family drama

Chapter 1: Reason

Kidou dragged his feet around Inazuma Town, a place his body automatically goes to after his responsibilities since his first match against Endou and Gouenji.

He pulled on his red jacket to hold himself together. His brain repeated the commander’s doubts on his team like a mantra… Did he really believe Teikoku Eleven wouldn’t be able to win against Raimon? After all the training they went through?

In all his life following him, this was the first time the commander expressed zero confidence in Kidou winning in anything he had ever worked for. It was one experience that he wouldn’t be comfortable enough to call humbling; it was degrading…

But even more so was the thought that he wouldn’t be able to trust them to win even after they already proved themselves in the nationals last year—!

Kidou’s feet pressed heavily on the ground as he felt his own weight suddenly multiplied.

On the Football Frontier last year… how many people were not able to make it to their match? How many healthy and usually careful players were benched because of an injury that occurred before they arrived at the field?? Kidou’s feet made fast strides without him realizing it; without him even thinking about a place to go.

Different faces flashed in his memories. They were few. Too few, in fact, to be considered to be part of some grand scheme. And with circumstances too mundane to even make a connection from.

But there are faces… and one in particular that Kidou had always felt so much empathy and connection with.

He continued with heavy steps that made him feel so cold despite the enticing warmth of the afternoon. The words in his head fell on top of each other as he revised phrases and sentences that didn't seemingly want to escape his lips. Before he knew it, his feet took him to Inazuma General Hospital guided by the face of the enemy he waited a year to see on the same field.

His sister's room is on the fifth floor—a fact that he only knew after spying it on one of the… files on the commander's desk. It was not exactly a weird detail to be there… perhaps; as it also contained his entire family background. But, simply acquiring all this information didn't really prove anything. Knowing everything about a person was merely… the commander’s way of doing things. 

Kidou broke his stride as he doubted—wondered what he was doing there.

He bit his lip as his chest burned in cold flames.

His heel pressed on the floor, about to turn around when he caught a glimpse of a familiar blonde in front of the elevator he was beelining to earlier.

Kidou felt an electric urge to talk to him.

To tell him something… something that… something that's important. Something—what was he planning to say??

All the words he clumsily mended together fell apart like a few pieces of hair that the wind took from his loosened fingers.

What could there be to talk to him about that could be called a fact? Wouldn't sharing his unproven allegations of his own coach to him just unnecessarily put doubts on Gouenji? Kidou waited so long to resolve their unfinished business; the last thing he wanted is for his opponent to be distracted by Kidou's doubts on his own mentor… by his own personal matters.

The long tribulations Kidou went through in his head was but a few seconds outside, he realized, as he heard Gouenji's unusually weak voice addressing an older man suited as any doctor would in this place.

The familiar man— Gouenji Katsuya, according to the commander's folder— spoke with a sharp chill that reached where Kidou hid just before he made a turn on the hallway.

"...can't even wait before your leg completely heals?" The doctor pointed the paper he was holding to Gouenji's raimon tracksuit as his eyes shifted from his once-broken leg to his face. "What would it take for you to realize that all soccer has ever done is to harm you?"

Guilt stabbed Kidou at the way Gouenji's head bowed slightly; he mumbled in a tone so low and broken that Kidou felt himself an unforgivable voyeur to catch him vulnerable like this. "It was just a minor injury."

Both Kidou and Gouenji felt their breaths stop at the sigh that left Dr. Gouenji's mouth. It was a move that Kidou knew as well.

"Do what you want."

Utter disappointment. No, Kidou figured it's something even lower: 'There is no hope for you.'

Kidou shied his eyes away from Gouenji's battles as more, new thoughts came into his mind. The matter of Yuuka's accident was pushed at the back of his head as he delved into the genius striker's attachment to soccer. Kidou flipped his memories like it was a thick book of condensed data that his thumb turned with amazing speed. 

Did the commander have information about it? When did he start soccer? Why did he start playing?! Was it just because it was something he was exceptional at?!!

The questions flooded and turned so loud that they drowned out Katsuya’s footsteps. In a matter of seconds, Kidou's initial reason for going there was muted by the barrage of infinitely slamming thoughts.

"You’d think someone who has everything would have a better hobby."

Kidou's heart almost leapt out of his chest as a husky voice put him back where he stood. It was a tone with more strength than what he heard from the halls, but was subtly weaker than the usual Gouenji.

Kidou retreated the hand that jumped instinctively to his chest and stood with more dignity as he let his enemy rightfully criticize his character with the deadly blade of his eyes. His gaze held so much unrelenting intensity that Kidou felt like his knees may begin to quiver if he wasn't pouring all of his will into keeping it solid.

"Gouenji—!"

Kidou's sentence was cut short with a sigh that sounded almost like the same one they heard earlier; a fact that Kidou had enough heart?— delicacy to never willingly point out.

Gouenji spared a glance before he clicked his tongue and made a turn to leave.

"Wait!!"

His steps didn't waver.

"I have something to ask you."

He merely halted on his place but he made sure to relay the intention that he would make no move to turn around and face him.

"Why?"

He made a small glance from over his shoulder.

"Your sister, your relationship with your father… After every terrible thing that soccer caused you, how could you continue to play it?"

The surprise on Gouenji's face finally tamed the ferocious anger displayed. He turned sideways as the reflected patches of the rays of the sun outside the glass windows kissed his cheek; he stayed bewildered with the question. "Why?"

Gouenji unconsciously turned his body where Kidou stood as his subtle facial expressions morphed to several ones in a matter of seconds.

Kidou stood speechless at the impressive showcase of how the other athlete thinks outside of what he'd seen from his matches. His eyes glowed with amazing passion as his tanned skin was given more attention by the afternoon light shaded by the bountiful leaves outside; his musings were made obvious by the slight parting of his lips and the way his hand made little twitches of his fingers.

Gouenji opened his mouth to speak but clammed it shut as he seemed to get lost in his world again.

Kidou couldn't find this anything but… aesthetically pleasing. It was one that his brain urged him to paint as soon as he would be able to; all the details and colors visualized and ready to be recreated with little twists of his own.

Even the way Gouenji suddenly glanced at the window to look at the trees was graceful. As did the change in his expression as he pointed at one of the branches.

"?" Kidou silently followed what Gouenji's finger was trying to show him. He finally heard a semblance of the singing of birds as he was made aware of their existence right there. But, Kidou merely opened his mouth in confusion.

"Why does a bird fly?" Gouenji's voice was something between unsure and confident, but it contained his hardened will. "My answer is probably something like that…"

Kidou could only hang his mouth open in answer.

This earned a surprising sympathetic look from the striker. "I’ll be in the match this time… whether you’ll be entirely there or not."

He started walking away; leaving Kidou to stay in his place and watch his back with less uncertainty in him than from when he walked in the hospital.

Continuing to mull the interaction over, Kidou unconsciously sat on one of the chairs on the hallway; one where he could look directly out the window from. He rested there now with his thoughts quieter and a tad bit clearer.

Luckily, he was just in time to see the birds fly away in his brief stay there. He then inevitably pondered, "Why… do they fly?"

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[yarameijer]

Kariya helped him write it.

[taiyou-hibiscus]

My fic in nutshell

Fudou : Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Endou: >:O language !

Otonashi : Yeah watch your fucking language

Kidou : Okay, who taught Haruna the fuck word?!

Gouenji : "The fuck word" lol

Kino : Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Tsunami : Oh my god she censored it!

Kazemaru : Say fuck, Kino.

Fudou : Do it, Kino. Say fuck.

[starline-art]

Happy Birthday, Fudou!!! He is my favourite character ever :,) I love him so much. I tried new things and I am so very happy with them! I love this new colouring style, thanks to Clip Studio and its watercolor brushes. Also promoting my new story: Someday, we'll be all that we need.

[inazumaclown]

somefubu !!!! :DDD

who doesn't like them seriously, complete opposites yet sincere mutual trust, they just would KNOW how to love each other

[honeycombhq-22]

Episode 2: Episodes

[Jap Dub] | [Eng Dub]

*insert intro music*

Before Episode 69

Location: The Kidou Residence

Kidou grabbed his pillow, shoved his head into it and—

*inhales* "AHhHhhHHhhhh!!!!"

"Absolutely irritating!— how AG-GRI-VA-TING!!!"

On the other side of his bedroom, awkwardly sat Gouenji and Endou on one of Kidou's long, luxurious black leather bedroom couches waiting for him to finish.

Endou and Kidou had come back from confronting Mr Hibiki regarding Fudou's recruitment, and Kidou wasn't pleased with his response. At all. So when Kidou asked the Raimon captain to come over, Endou was very hesitant.

Gouenji was there, because Endou needed reinforcements.

"Coach decided to invite him BECAUSE HE'S A TALENTED YOUNG MAN?" He lifted his head to breathe, then shoved it back into the pillow. "TALENT WHERE?! HE USED A DUMB, STUPID, STEROID CRYSTAL!"

Now, reader, you might wonder, "Since when did Kidou have so much anger?"

It all started after being separated from his sister, Haruna back in the orphanage. Days passed, and after realising that he may never see her again, he developed a bit of a temper.

He'd thrash, kick, scream— even after his nonbiological father found his sister's adoptive parents' address. It wasn't until the crimson eyed toddler met the infamous Kageyama Reiji who placed him in Junior Anger Management.

Many years later, the boy passed his JAM classes and became the notorious cool, calm and collected genius playmaker.

Though he isn't as angry as he used to be, he does have moments that do trigger him. When times like that happen, he'd suppress it all in until he finally was alone. Then he'd scream, yell and shout it all out into his 'anger pillow'.

This could last a couple of seconds... or like the last episode, 30 minutes.

Endou peered over the armchair to Jude's piled collection of football magazines, his eyes glistening with curiosity.

"THAT, THAT IRKSOME!—"

Gouenji shook his head.

That'll make him MORE mad

"LITTLE—"

With a sigh, Endou retracted his hand, slumping into the couch with a soft, bored groan.

"GODDAMN VEXATIOUS DECIEVER!!!"

Kidou's short breathes filled the silent room and the two shared a look.

You talk

No YOU talk

I don't want to talk!

I'm not talking after last time.

Fine.

The defeated sighed.

"...You okay..?" Endou asked with a cautious smile.

He sighed, "...yeah."

"..."

Kidou cleared his throat. "Right. The actual reason I brought you here."

-

"Hmm... I don't know about this one."

Standing in front of his full body mirror, Kidou wore the selection team's white uniform kit. He twisted his torso making his blue cape glide gracefully.

"There's a lot of blue in my opinion." Gouenji spoke.

Kidou nodded, "You're right."

While waiting for Kidou to finish fitting another cape, the platinum blonde turned and asked, "How did your team's practice go?"

"Great, actually! Someoka, Fubuki, Kabeyama— just everyone's gotten so much stronger over the months!" Endou beamed. "Oh! We even have a victory ritual. If someone scores a goal, we tackle them!"

The flame striker let out a quiet laugh of disbelief. "And the new candidates, how were they?"

Before the chocolate haired boy could respond, Kidou walked out with a yellow cape flowing behind him. As soon as it caught their sight, the two immediately shook their heads.

"Yeah I know... I thought maybe a complimentary colour with the shorts?" He eyed his reflection before pivoting back into the walk-in closet.

"Hmm..." Endou pondered. He rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb, his eyes squinting. "Tobitaka, well..." his head leaned to the side. "I don't think he's... comfortable yet. So Hiroto suggested he stay in the back."

"'Not comfortable'? I wasn't there to watch your whole practice but just by a glance during warmups, you can tell he's just a beginner." Kidou commented walking out with a red cape. "Are you sure you want him to be a part of your last line of defence?"

"Oh come on Kidou, Kabeyama and Tsunami will be there too." Endou waved dismissively. His smile grew bigger, "And Alex isn't bad at all!"

"...Okay." Kidou said sceptically.

Having known Kidou long enough, he decided to change the subject quickly. "Hey, I like this one!" He pointed.

Gouenji nodded, "Me too."

Kidou eyed his reflection, letting out a small breath. "Then it's settled." He placed his hands on his hips, a small smile of pride on him, "The red cape it is."

—

"Are you sure you'll be alright Gouenji? It's getting pretty late." Endou asked staring at the sky.

Gouenji kindly waved dismissively, "I'll be fine. My neighbourhood isn't too far."

The brown headed boy answered his friend's reassurance with a smile. "Okay." He turned to face Gouenji again after opening the door to his home, "Message me when you get home!"

Gouenji waved and began his stroll home.

Should we maybe have a team bonding type of ritual?

Because the state of our team dynamic right now is... well...

Flashback ***

Team B watched as Team A stepped outside, chatting with one another happily. Before stepping out, Someoka whispered a much needed 'goodluck' to Kazemaru, Kidou, and Gouenji before leaving the team in their awkward silence.

Midorikawa huffed, "Looks like the grass is greener on that side. D'you have a strategy to beat them, Kidou?"

"With Endou, Kabeyama, Fubuki... Tsunami... and Hiroto, their team is a lot more rounded than ours." The aquamarine boy mumbled his thoughts, not realising someone behind him listening.

"So our team's lacking." Yamino deadpanned making Kazemaru's eyes grow wide.

"Come on, that's not what he meant, right Kazemaru?" Hijikata intervened, wrapping his arm around said boy's neck.

"Kazemaru is right though. Their team is very rounded, defensively and offensively. It looks like we're more offensively strong. So let's try and bring out that strength." Megane Kazuto reasoned.

His glasses beamed before he pointed at himself confidently, "Which is why I can be up front alongside you, Gouenji. My brother may have thought he could be an Ace, but I show true potential, isn't that right Gouenji?" The boy boldly awaited Gouenji's response only to, thankfully, be interrupted by Kidou.

Said Genius on the Pitch stepped to the new player, making the young boy stiffen, "Toramaru, right?"

"Y-yes sir— I mean— yes!"

"You said you can play any position. Can you be up front for the match?"

"Striker?! A-along with—" He glanced to the Flame Striker and squeaked. "I—I don't think I should be at the front line along with THEE Gouenji Shuuya. Haha... I don't want to hold him back you know!"

The playmaker sighed, "Fine. Yamino?"

"I don't think I'm strong enough yet."

"I think you should. You and Gouenji are similar but have totally different plays." Hijikata encouraged slapping Yamino in the back. The latter coughed, surprised at how hard his slap was.

"Hey, I don't mean to stir the pot, but isn't your move a bit similar to Gouenji's fire tornado?" Midorikawa enquired, blinking innocently.

"It's a carbon copy if you ask me. It's just gloomier and darker." Kogure snickered, earning a slap at the back of the head from Hijikata.

"Tch," they heard from the corner of the hall, to see Fudou resting his back against a wall. "You're all acting like a bunch of pussies." He commented making his way to the group

Tachimukai blinked in confusion, about to ask what was a puss— when Kazemaru placed his hand on his shoulder, shaking his head.

"Put me up next to the famous Flame Striker." Fudou declared, staring Gouenji dead in the eye.

"No." The platinum blonde replied with a glare.

"Why not, scared I'll be just as good as you next?"

"What do you mean by 'next'?"

"Ncaw Yuuto," Fudou twisted his torso, smirking at Kidou. "You didn't tell them that Kageyama declared me just as smart as you."

"He never said that, Fudou." Kidou stated. Little people noticing his jaw clenching.

"You can't," Gouenji began turning Fudou's attention, "because you're a Midfielder."

He looked the platinum blonde up and down before releasing a mocking laugh, "If that'll make you sleep good at night, Gouenji."

"He can't just talk to Gouenji like that!" Toramaru gritted quietly.

"Fudou, where are you going?" Kazemaru asked.

"Leaving," he deadpanned and lifted his arm, shimmering his fingers as a wave, "Toodles."

"Hey!" Midorikawa stepped forward, "Don't you know the saying 'Many hands make light work'? We need all hands on deck!"

The boy halted. "You still don't get it, do you? This isn't about winning or losing as a team. All you have to do is just show off to the coach." His head turned over his shoulder, showing a smirk. "And just so you dim-witted co-ops know, I'm playing for myself only."

Tachimukai looked around hopelessly, "Guys... what should we do?"

Yamino slung his kitbag onto his shoulder, heading to the door, "I'm going."

Kazemaru sighed after Yamino's figure disappeared, "I think you should apologise to Yamino."

"What?! Me!?" Kogure pointed at himself. "I was giving the guy constructive criticism." He defended folding his arms.

"It wasn't nice what you said, Kogure." Tachimukai chimed in.

"Of course you'd say so." Kogure snickered.

"What are you talking about?" Tachimukai asked softly.

"UGH, JUST GO AND APOLOGISE KOGURE!" Hijikata yelled, fed up with the boy's nonsense.

***End of flashback

He heaved a sigh.

Very unorganised.

*pat*

Hm?

The boy's face scrunched softly as he watched the light water droplets slowly fall heavier with each passing second.

Not this again.

He jogged to the nearest shelter, the most popular spot for students nearby, Spark's Stores, and stood under the eave of the convenient store at the entrance.

He looked around and sighed.

This is my only shelter... from here on, I'll have to sprint.

*tap*

Gouenji's heart skipped a beat and out of instinct, he spun to the source, his leg about to lift when he stopped himself.

"Oh," He relaxed, "You scared me."

Her eyes widened in realisation, "Oh, I'm sorry."

He waved her off reassuringly.

Then they stood stood in silence.

"..."

"..."

"...."

This is awkward... He glanced to his right, then quickly stared at the streets beginning to drown with puddles. I only met her yesterday... there's nothing I can really say.

I don't normally start conversations with our managers either... they normally initiate conversations with me...

Think!

What would Sue and Tori want to talk about?

'My Darling—'

'I'll be going to the store to buy my Darling—'

'Oh how I miss my Darlin—'

Nevermind Urabe.

He sweatdropped quietly.

'I'm gonna practice more to perfect The Tower!'

Yeah! I can ask about her prac—

"You looked... deep in thought earlier." She broke the silence looking at the street as well.

He exhaled quietly making her eyes glance up at him, "I was trying to find a way to avoid the rain."

"You don't have an umbrella or raincoat?"

He shook his head.

The girl unzipped her kitbag and pulled out a transparent umbrella motioning it to him.

Once he realised her offer, he softly pushed the umbrella towards her. "Oh no," he softly spoke, "You don't have to."

"I don't mind. My house is just down the road." She pointed. "You can return it on the day of the selection match... if that's okay with you?"

"Thanks," he bowed his head and stepped out into the pouring rain that reflected off of her umbrella.

Feeling guilty again, Gouenji decided to turn back around to thank Alex again only to see she had already begun her walk home with her tracksuit jacket acting as her umbrella.

Gouenji must've stared for too long because the girl stopped and turned to him, making his breath hitch with embarrassment.

Right when he was about to scold himself for looking like a weirdo, the white-haired girl waved to him goodbye with a small smile before continuing down the road.

He cleared his throat.

Right, I need to get home.

The boy stood in front of his family gate with a proud expression, knowing little about the speeding truck approaching.

He sighed.

Home sweet ho—

-

"I'm home," she called into the house but was met with silence.

She placed her kitbag down, hung her jacket on a hanger and was about to walk when she remembered.

Right. Shoes

After slipping into a pair of light blue slippers, she made her way into the house.

She sighed, then smiled. "Tante! I did well in practice today. I caught a lot of loose balls and got complimented. And the managers are really sweet. They helped me learn a few of the players' names!"

Silence.

"I'll be going to bed now. Goodnight!"

And as soon as she stepped into the hallway, her smile dropped and her steps came to a halt. She sighed again then turned back, grabbed her kitbag and made her way to her bedroom.

She flipped the light on then closed the blinds of her window and flopped onto her bed face first.

Her face began to burn from embarrassment.

'You don't have an umbrella or raincoat?'

Why did I say that?

Of course he doesn't, why else would he, GOUENJI SHUUYA, be trying to avoid the rain!

She groaned into the pillow as her head began to throb from the racing thoughts.

I should've just hid behind that aisle.

🌄[2 Mar 2024]🌄

𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | [𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙴𝙿𝙸𝚂𝙾𝙳𝙴]

Outro:

[sleepyannabel]

Chapter 4 is up !! Aphrodi is sleep deprived and finally snaps!

[shakizu-ao3]

Eh je suis en train d'écrire du big smut sur Inazuma c'est une folie là

C'était supposé être tout doux, ça fait du voyeurisme et ça fait l'amour dans des placards 👁️👄👁️

[yeseser-fandom]

So... I might have written my first chapter of an Enkaze fanfic??? Please don't judge me, I am a very mature person, it's just that English is my second language 😭

Also visit my "normal" account @yeseser

[soccerpunching]

3,4,5,10 and 15 for Kaleidoscope? (Also maybe extra question: Do the OG ina11 characters that didn't appear in go (ex: Jin, Shorinji) appear in this story?)

Thanks for being patient! I had trouble with choosing which narration and dialogue to take from this fic and there are not that many things that didn’t show spoilers for something in the story. Just a reminder also that this is from my rough drafts so expect grammar fails waaaahhh!

Kaleidoscope

(canon compliant from s1 to galaxy; a queer story; taking place 1 year after the events of inago)

3: What's your favorite line of narration?

Context: Endou is not and will not be romantically involved with Gouenji in this story. He’s married to Natsumi like in canon and that’s not about to change or will ever be implied to be challenged. Both Natsumi and Endou are not straight nor monogamous too.

In this scene, it’s the dead of the night. Raimon Eleven (go) had an overnight camping in the school (like the og did in s1 before the match vs Zeus). Something came up and Gouenji was his last saving grace but he was angry to be called for something unserious when he thought there was an emergency (he’s wearing jacket over his sleeping clothes even as he rushed to get there). Endou then “weaponizes” his doe eyes on Gouenji. I love this because it’s so silly and doesn’t reveal much of the plot but does say a lot about their bond.

Raimon Eleven just saw their coach at his most pitiable and couldn’t react. All they knew was that if he ever used that on them, they’d fold immediately; that’s not a sight they could stand to watch. That being said, the legendary flame striker’s gait was not only unaffected but had also become more fierce than they remember; eyes glinted and jaw hardened. Anxiety rose from them as they watched Gouenji’s face hard and uncaring… until he breathed. Sighed. “Well, I’m already here, aren’t I?” He begrudgingly closed his eyes and slipped his hands inside his pockets. The frightened team collectively sighed in relief, Gouenji seemed to calm down. Just when they were about to lower their guard, a blinding light came from their coach’s face. “Gouenji, you really are heaven's gift to me!” Endou beamed at the unimpressed striker. He clung to his arm in full splendor and what the kids would only call a desperate act of placation.  “Thank you so much!!” Some sensed a tiny change in Gouenji’s expression. He impassively let himself get dragged by his best friend without making an effort to push him away. The audience looked at the scene for a while before making a move. “Well, there’s a sight.” Without vocally acknowledging Kurama’s observation, the players all soundlessly followed the two to the scene of the crime.

4: What's your favorite line of dialogue?

I’m giving you two of them because I cannot choose!!

1. Context: [This one is still a script] This scene takes place in the opening of the first Football Frontier since Holy Road was abolished and Gouenji is still the chairman of youth soccer. He went to where the Raimon Eleven was waiting for Haruna in the parking lot riding a motorbike with her at the back before going to the stadium’s VIP room.

Endou: Yo! Shouldn’t you be even earlier than us, Chairman? *teases* Gouenji: *opens his helmet; voice muffled; makes no move to turn off engine or get off* I’m considered early, you know. Otonashi: *just takes helmet off as she jumps off* I’m sorry! That was on me!! You went out of your way for me, Gouenji-san! Gouenji: *raises his brow* Like I said, I'm considered early still. He just wanted me to be late. Endou made a loud chuckle that some were convinced echoed in the whole parking lot. Gouenji: See? *extends one of his arm to take the helmet from Haruna and hangs it on the throttle* He's just counting on me being late for something all the time. - other dialogues that I can’t reveal yet - Gouenji: *looks at the signages* This is far away from the entrance I should be using. See you later, everyone. *looks around as if looking for where he should be going then turns the throttle* Endou: Make me dinner if you do get late!! Gouenji: Jinx me and you’ll never taste my cooking again! *drives away* Endou: *waves and laughs* 

I keep on putting in all the parts with Endou because he's just such a guy!!

2. Context: My 13yo OC (named Yori) is in the process of being adopted by Kidou, now age 25 here. Kidou got angry at someone that I won’t be mentioning here and Yori witnessed that. They left the scene together…

“Whaaa!!” Yori barely stopped himself from colliding at Kidou’s back. The adult turned around, his head hanging solemnly with an indescribable expression. “I’m sorry, Yori. You didn’t need to see that.” His cracked voice pierced a knife on Yori’s chest. That was not something he knew the absolute commander of the field to be. He was always sure of himself, outspoken, snarky even; and his head would only lower for empathy. Yori tried to find the words to get him back to his usual self, “Oh… that’s…” “I should be better than showing such pettiness in your presence,” he said barely with a better tone than he did his last.  “Uh– you’re allowed to feel how you feel, Yuuto-san,” Yori stated with the confident tone Kidou usually had. “Besides, [Redacted] prefers that people tell him how they feel about him upfront. Like you did.” “I know, but this isn’t about him—” “—And I prefer knowing about how you really feel about things, too.” Kidou stared at him for a long while with his mouth slightly open, a foreign sight to the child who had only known him at his best. He then smiled; a small one but meant a lot to Yori. “You’re a great kid. But don’t push yourself too much.” He squeezed his shoulder, teeth on his mouth now showing. Yori could hear the gratitude in his revived voice. “The adults should be the one taking care of you.” Kidou looked at him more before motioning to continue walking. Yori smiled at Kidou’s back, guided by the memories they shared for the brief time they’ve known each other. ‘You already are…’

5: What part was hardest to write?

The story being OC-centric in general. It was difficult for me to find that balance on how much I should be showing the other characters and their side of things without coming off as if they’re stealing the OC’s show. Since my OC is a first year in middle school here who just enrolled in raimon and the other characters already went through their character arcs, it’s difficult to make a problem that they wouldn’t be able to solve for my OC. I found the solution to this by placing my OC in the 2nd team btw. Surprisingly easy solution but it also sounds like running away from the problem. But it went fine (I think) so far.

But concerning specific parts of the plot, all the emotional Kidou parts were devastating for me to write and I’m not talking about this one above. May the universe have mercy on this guy because my muse did not.

10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?

Hmm… I don’t really have a pairing for my OC since he’s aroace and not interested in one but there are a lot of ships here that people may be interested in. The ships for the recurring supporting characters that I chose here all mostly serve narrative purposes (not that anybody needs to for a ship, mind you), while the background ones are just what I like. These are the ones I can say for now: Kageno x Other OC, Endou x Natsumi, Max x Handa, Someoka x Fubuki, Sakuma x Fudou x Genda, Midori x Akane… aaaaaaaaand more!!

I was planning to watch all of areori first before going midway here since they have interesting characters that I may be able to add. I have a concrete outline of what’s about to happen though but I want to be sure about where I want the story to go first before actually publishing this.

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

A lot about how the professional soccer players in Japan live their lives ig and what do they usually do or what is usually the issue with them that the public is concerned about. Also on what happens to those who don’t pursue a soccer career when they were considered a prodigy when young. I learned a lot about the political diaspora and read a lot about how bigotry is shown. Now that I’ve mentioned it, most of what I know about Japan that’s not in our textbooks here and not shown in their shows or anime is because of this fic wow.

I’ve also got myself interested in their period dramas, thanks director and producer Kageno.

Also maybe extra question: Do the OG ina11 characters that didn't appear in go (ex: Jin, Shorinji) appear in this story?

YES THEY DO!! Thank you for asking that OMG! Actually this story itself is set in Inazuma Town where my OC basically lives his life and he stumbles into the og Raimon Eleven a lot!!

First responder and firefighter Max (also part time delivery person) usually will be seen waiting for his fiance Handa who is the coach of KFC. Shourin has his own dojo around town that incorporates hissatsu techniques in their style (he won’t be seen a lot though because I can’t think of a plot-relevant thing for him to do 😔). 

Kageno here is the director and producer of a show called Inazuma Eleven that’s literally just the entire first season of ie that tells THEIR story!! But with teen actors (surprise Actors AU!!! Everything that we’ve watched in the first season is everything that is part of this “based on a true story” series by Kageno but with a few episodes with contents I will add on a separate AO3 series).

My OC is the actor for Shishido so he also meets him on the set because Shishido likes crashing there! He gives Yori pointers on how to act him and overall adds good vibes to the cast in there! The other actors who are also in middle school are people my OC will also find as his opponents in the field because of course they know soccer!! I promise there’s a purpose as to why they have this series! Trust me!!

OMG thank you so much for sending this ask!! I enjoyed talking about this! Motivated me more to write about it!!

And yes, this is a very ambitious project. I’m not even sure if I can pull it off but I want to tell this story since it means a lot to me. Like personally. So, I’ll do my best!

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Okay. Hear me out. KidouFudou. Like. ????

Imagined, An AU (where they are Adult) where Fudou has like 5 different jobs, and Kidou is a rich man, heir, CEO of a big company, and maybe a great football player? And he goes to a café recommended by Gouenji or Otonashi (because why not?) and Fudou is there, taking his order while being beautiful (Which is all the time) And Kidou falls in love at first sight and only dreams of marrying Fudou after that.

And so he tries to flirt with Fudou but with the "Kidou" method, giant bouquets of flowers, invitations to great restaurants, cruises on a yoat, buys him stuff, help with its money problem, etc...ect. 

And Fudou who, One : doesn't really like to receive gift (Even more so if they are expensive) Two: Don't like to receive "pity" from people. And Three : Don't believe in love because "inserted sad Backstorie" Just don't react at all to these advances.

Bonus point if Fudou is completely blind and believe that Kidou is making fun of him, or he thinks it's a rich man's thing.

Double bonus point If Fudou's colleagues/friends watch all the chaos happen, meet Kidou's friends, and start a betting pool on what will happen in the end. 

Which are :

1 : Fudou realizes he was stupid.

 2 : Kidou doesn't support him anymore and kisses him hard. 

3 : Them being idiots for the rest of their lives.

 4 : Someone tells them what's going on.

Oh, and they're also betting on when it's going to happen.

Btw for Fudou's colleagues I was thinking of Midorikawa Fubuki and maybe Kazemaru? Hiroto is a friend of Kidou's and goes out with Midorikawa but we don't find out until later.

The last thing I could add, is Fudou being a single parent? And that's why he has so many jobs, AND THAT WOULD EXPLAIN HIS FEAR OF LOVE AFTER BEING DUMPED AND ABANDONED WITH A CHILD, OH MY GOD ALL OF THIS CONNECTS!

Which would add an extra challenge to have to introduce Kidou and the child, But Kidou is a gentleman he will take care of both of them with love, no worries about

I'm writing this as I go along :')

 that. OK, I'll stop there before I have another idea XD

Really sorry for the spelling mistakes, English is not my first language, I did the best I could... 🙇‍♂️

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For Chapter 3 of The Secret Language of Flowers, you can read it HERE. They are the captain and vicecaptain of the Resistance Japan team.

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It is FINALLY HERE!! "Gosh just date already." is now available on both wattpad and ao3!! Its almost 3K words and 4/4 chaps, enjoy!!