Hello, this is Takatsu once again. I would like to thank all those people who have supported my fluffy fic, "Invincible"! Really, it means a lot to me guys. Now, I'm back with another fic, but it's gonna be different this time. Hope you enjoy it as much as you enjoyed my first KageHina (and BL) fic.

This story goes by the title "Order Made", the most famous song done by the jrock band Radwimps. If you have the time, do check it out. :)

Chapter 1: Past. Present. Future.

I'm sure I was probably asked before I was born by someone from somewhere

"I will make it so you can see either the past or the future

So which do you want?"

The past. The present.

I could remember the past. I could see the present.

And the future? Funny, but it just seems to strange to me. Unlike those two, I could not see it. Feel it. Touch it. Taste it.

I was well aware that I exist, but I am not entirely sure whether you could call me 'alive'.

I was an energetic kid. I loved to jump, and no one could stop me from doing what I love. My friends would always tell me off when I get excited too much, but I still find it fun. I don't really like studying, as I'm sure many kids of my age find it.

But with volleyball, it's a different thing. It's that one thing that makes me really feel alive. When I get into that court and watch the ball fly high over me, my senses become on fire. My heart pounds, muting all the other things around me. The only thing that I could see is the ball.

And the view from above.

With that, nothing else matters. Nothing beats the sensation of the ball when it comes in contact with my hand. The only thing that could beat it is the sound of it smashing against the floor, just inside the line.

Where was I again? Ah yes. The thing that I love the most is that sports called volleyball. In the past, the present—it would be volleyball.

And if I were given a second chance to feel it again, I would, and I could.

After all, it is that one thing that makes me feel so alive.

Must be so nice.

If I can get that future.

But right now, it's something that I can't reach.

Eh? You're asking me whether it'd be the past or the future?

Hm...then maybe I'd choose—

A.N. So what do you guys think? Who is the one speaking in this fic? And what did he mean when he said that his future does not exist anymore?