Second chapter! XD I know it's already been a while :p been pretty busy!
A large boy with short lime green hair appeared, dragging out equipment. "Hai!" He called, huffing lightly as he ran with the rest of the way to Kisuke. "Here."
Kisuke gave him a dull look. "Let's set up." He needed to waste some time for a while.
Soi arrived early for practice. Well early for her. She could be in bed sleeping, they had the day off today. Damn club activities. Walking around to the back of the school she spotted Kisuke and a large boy setting up. "Kisuke!" She called, waving as he looked up.
Hearing his name the teen looked up, when he saw Soi waving at him he brightened. "Soi-Chan!" He cried, making a mad dash for her. "I thought you weren't gunna show up!" He grinned as he halted in front of her.
Soi shrugged, her hand now at her side. "Like I'd go back on a promise to my childhood friend?" She smirked.
Kisuke grinned. "Course not Soi-Chan! Come on!" Taking her hand he led her onto the field. "Soi-Chan, this is Bishamon. He's a linebacker."
Soi stared up at the large teen. "…Wow."
Bishamon laughed. "Welcome to the team Soi-Chan." He had a boyish tone.
'He can't be older than sixteen.' Soi realized. 'Someone drank their milk.' She smiled. "Thanks. Nice to meet you Ishi-San."
Bishamon gave her a look of surprise. "Nobodies…ever given me a nickname before!" He cried in joy and swept the small girl up in his arms.
Soi choked and gasped for breath. He was strong. "Can't…breathe!"
"Oi! Let 'er go she can't breathe you idiot!" Kisuke pulled on Bahaman's strong arms.
Bishamon looked down. Soi was turning blue. "Oh!" He set her back on unstable feet, Kisuke looped an arm around her thin shoulders. "Sorry Soi-Chan. I get over excited sometimes." He chuckled.
"It's o-okay." Soi mumbled, catching her breathe.
Kisuke laughed. "We gotta toughen you up! But first,…let's get you a uniform that fits!" The blonde cheered and led her off to a shed. "This is our team clubhouse." Kisuke opened the door. "it's not much I know. But once we get started it'll be great, you'll see. We just need some more members." Kisuke smiled brightly. "There was another,…but he left." His smiled dimmed for a moment before brightening again. "Come on."
Soi followed the blonde in. The place was almost a dump. Papers and bottles everywhere, dust had collected over the time that the place wasn't in use. The window in the back was covered with mud from the outside. "…Lovely."
Kisuke laughed, digging in a corner at something Soi couldn't see. "Cha!" He cried and lifted something over his head. "Try these on!" He tossed it to Soi, who realized it was clothes. "Go on and try 'em!" He grinned as he left her alone.
Soi sighed as she began to pull off her uniform. 'What've I gotten myself into?' She thought bitterly to herself as she stood in her sports bra and small blue boy shorts and examined herself in a nearby mirror. "I don't even have the build for football. I'm to skinny and lanky." Soi grumbled.
"Actually your body built is perfect for speed." Soi jumped and looked around, realizing she'd forgotten to close the door, but calmed once she saw it was Kisuke. He smiled. "You have strong legs. Even though you may look at yourself as skinny and unfit you have a good build for speed. Which is what our team needs. I bet you could the 40 meter in,…" He looked thoughtful as he examined her. "At least 5.0 or faster."
Soi looked at him with confusion. "Is that good?"
Kisuke laughed. "5.0 is good. Anything less is great. If you can get 4.6 you can go pretty much anywhere with this sport." He smiled and left her again to change.
Soi looked at herself in the mirror again. "4.6 can go pretty much anywhere, huh?"
"That's what I said!" Kisuke called.
Soi glared. "What, do you have bionic ears or something!"
"You know it!"
Stepping out of the clubhouse, Soi looked around the field. Bishamon was practicing his tackles and Kisuke was throwing and running.
Kisuke looked around, wide grin spreading over his face. His white and green striped ball cap settled on his short shocks of blonde hair backwards. It didn't match the gold and pale blue. "Fits perfectly! I knew it! Come on over here." He waved her over.
Soi stopped beside him and Bishamon walked over, smiling brightly.
"Okay, we gotta time your 40 meter dash first." Kisuke started as he set up a space between four cones. "Run from there to here as fast as you can." He explained as he pointed from the far side to the closest. "Bishamon, you got the timer?"
The green haired teen nodded. "Let's do this."
Soi jogged over to the other end. "Go!" Kisuke called. Soi took off and ran to the other end, skidding to a halt. Kisuke looked up at Bishamon. "Well?"
"4.8" The teen read off.
"Not bad. If we keep working at it you'll get even faster." Kisuke clapped his friend on the back, who coughed and smiled feebly.
"Hey!" A voice called from the side. Looking around they saw two teens. One with blue hair in a Mohawk and the other with wavy blonde hair. "To late to try for the team?" The blue haired one asked. He was about Kisuke's height.
Kisuke grinned. "Not at all. Names?"
"I'm Daichi," The skinny one pointed to himself then thrust a thumb up at his companion. "This here is Genji." The blonde waved with a smile. Soi was thrown by his kind voice. "Nice to meet you all."
Kisuke chuckled. "Great. I'm Kisuke, this here is my best friend Soi-Chan, and the big lug over there is Bishamon."
Daichi smiled. "Nice to meet ya."
"Speed test!" Kisuke cried. "Go to that small building there and find a uniform in your size. Don't worry their all clean."
Daichi and Genji walked off.
Kisuke was beaming. "Isn't this great Soi-Chan? Already four people in a day." He laughed happily. You're offense, like me. Daichi will be with us. Bishamon and Genji are defense."
"Why?" Soi asked curiously as she replaced her helmet.
"Offense players are usually small and well built for speed. So they have strong legs or arms or both. Defensive players are big and strong and heavy. Hard to move, like a mountain." Kisuke explained.
"Of course there have been a few defense players Kisuke-San's size. But its easier for them to break something sometimes. So we usually have them well built like me." Bishamon smiled down at Soi, he was well built, but had a small amount of fat covering him as well.
Kisuke looked around to see Daichi and Genji returning. "Let's do this!" He shouted with joy.
Soi lay panting in the dirt. 'Damn I'm dead tired.'
Daichi was huffing lightly as he was learning to catch high passes from Kisuke. He wasn't good at receiving, but he was a good interceptor from practicing with Soi and Kisuke.
Bishamon was teaching Genji the best ways to tackle.
It was getting dark. They'd been here all day Soi realized. Catching her breath Soi headed to the end of the field, set herself in position, and took off. Kisuke and Daichi watched in amazement.
"She's really fast." Daichi complemented.
"Sure is." Kisuke grinned.
Soi reached the other and sat to catch her breath. "Aye,…no more." She mumbled.
"Hey there." A soft voice greeted a few feet before her. Soi looked up to see a beautiful dark skinned violet haired teen smiling down at her.
Soi smiled. "Hey Yoruichi." She stood.
Yoruichi eyed the shorter teen. Taking in the dirt and grass stains on the fitting uniform. "Looks good on you."
Soi was glad her helmet hid her blush. "Thanks."
"Practicing for the tournament next week then huh?" Yoruichi asked curiously.
Soi didn't know about any such thing, but nodded none the less. "Got a lot of work to do."
"And a lot more players to snag." Yoruichi pointed you. "You do know a team needs at least a regular set of nine to ten people that can train with the team on a schedule, though the actual team needs eleven players. You still need subs."
Soi smirked. "You sure know a lot about football."
Yoruichi laughed. "My best friend's brother is a fan. His younger brother is too, but less obsessed with it. He's more for track. Kukaku is more for swimming, for some reason, and I'm a soccer fan."
"Wow…" Soi muttered to herself. Her two older brothers were only into video games and the occasional American shows and maybe a basketball game here and there on TV. Soi herself had never been all to interested in sports. But it would look good on her records.
"Yeah."
Soi chuckled and looked back at the small 'team.' How would they be entering a tournament in a week? She would have to ask Kisuke.
"Are you on a team Yoruichi?"
"Joining soccer." The taller smiled brightly. "I can't wait to get on that field and get dirty doing what I enjoy the most."
"You like it that much huh?"
"Hell yeah. Pushing my legs as fast as they'll go, testing my limits, feeling all my worries fly away behind me as I go forward. It's the best part of my day. To see that fresh field, and leave it behind me with a mark of my own." Yoruichi looked out at the field with a far away flare in her eyes.
Soi stared in amazement. She'd never thought of sports that way. She looked out at the grassy field. 'To leave it behind with a mark of my own?'
Soi smirked and clapped her left fisted hand to her open right palm. 'We can do this. I'll do this. For myself, Kisuke, and the freedom.'