Hi there guys! I'm Total, your author and faithful navigator for this story. This is my first fanfiction on , so I hope you all enjoy. With this story I do intend to include a number of PMMM characters from the extended universe, as well events from the manga. Ultimately, though, this is a KyoSaya fic, so they'll be our main focus. I was thinking, one day to myself, what if Kyoko and Sayaka played sport, rather than becoming magical girls? The sport that leapt to my mind was, of course, football, or soccer. Regardless, I hope you enjoy the story. Reviews would be lovely, too :).

The scarlet-haired striker in the black uniform with the red trimmings ran at her, speed incarnate. The blue-haired Centerback, proudly donning white and blue, braced herself. The grin on her opponents' face was infuriating. However, there was no way she'd let this one get past her. It was nil all, and this was the last play. She was the last line of defence. Sweat dripped down her face, and she could see it on the face of the red-headed striker between whom the distance had shortened considerably. She came closer, closer, closer...the Centerback stepped forward to make the tackle.
But it never happened.
The whistle blew, and a swarm of black and red darted past her, forming a massive team hug around the striker and screaming in joy.
"Three cheers for Kyoko!"
"Hip hip-"
"HOORAY!"
All Sayaka could see was the skid mark that had decided their loss. She hung her head, punching the ground. Her team, in white and blue, were visibly dismayed. It's my fault. It's all my fault.

In the changing room, the vibe of the team was absent. Homura, the striker of Mitakihara High School, who had long straight black hair and equally dark eyes, stared daggers at Sayaka. Not that she noticed. She was too busy staring at the floor was a dark look on her face. Their coach had left the girls to get changed. There wasn't much chatter going on. Madoka, her best friend, sniffed beside her. Bit by bit, the team left, until only Sayaka and the captain were left in the room. The captain's name was Mami. She was in her last year of high school; this was her very last game for the school team which she had captained for the last two years. And I crushed her dreams of winning for once. She clutched her strip in her hands. It was neatly folded. Everything about Mami was neat, from her perfect blonde twin plaits, to the way in which she laced her boots. The center midfielder was a crucial part of their team.
"It's not your fault, Sayaka."
She looked up, her on blue eyes meeting the amber eyes of her senior.
"You were just unlucky."
Sayaka sniffed again. She didn't reply, either. Mami turned, picking up her bag and slowly walking out, looking at the dejected Centerback over her shoulder with concern.
She spent a lot of time there.

- x -

Sayaka couldn't help but smile as the whole team cheered for her. Being captain was a responsibility she had long wanted to have the honour of taking on. Madoka, with pink pigtails askew, ran over and rugby-tackled Sayaka to the ground.
"I'm so proud of you!"
Madoka praised Sayaka and squeezed her until she thought she'd expended her last breath. Suddenly, another body weighed down on her from above. Then another, and another until the whole team, even ice queen Homura piled on top of her. Through the pain of being completely squashed and unable to breathe, Sayaka let out a grin, and laughed.

- x -

The final whistle blew, and the girls in white and blue cheered. The opposition, in green, looked disappointed. The girls of Mitakihara High clumped together, and chanted with merriment.
"Three cheers for Ohara High! Hip, hip, HOORAY! Hip, hip, HOORAY! Hip, hip, HOORAY! One for the ref! ONE! One for the supporters! ONE! One for us! ONE!"
The last cheer was screamed at the top of their lungs. They barely heard the other team cheer, and shook hands with each member before regrouping for a post-game discussion. Sayaka grinned haphazardly as the team in blue and white slung their arms around each other to form a circle.
"This is it, girls! We're currently undefeated, with only one pool game left."
Kirika, a younger fullback, spoke up.
"Who's left? Let's pound them!"
Sayaka looked at the girl with mirth.
"Mitakihara Prep."
The girls went silent,
"As you all know, we lost to them last year in the final. This year is exactly the same, with both of us undefeated. Regardless of the result of the match, we will be in the quarter finals. However, chances are, we could end up facing them in the semis or final. This will be a great chance to see how we match up."
Homura looked Sayaka right in the eye.
"I think the real question here is, how are you going to deal with Kyoko Sakura?"