Moriyama Vincent, a boy with dyed blond hair and dark black eyes like the never ending abyss. The most noticeable thing wasn't his sharp eyes, or his condescending frown, or his blond hair that was neatly tuck behind his ear with only a few strands resting on his nose, the most noticeable thing about him is his status. His mother was a Hungarian bartender who met his father, a successful Japanese man who own one of the largest computer manufacturing in the world, the time have come where technology is dominating and having the latest model computer or phone automatically made you the coolest kid in the world. After falling in love, his father took his mother back to Japan where they got married and he was soon born a few years later.

The Moriyama family had more wealth then they knew what to do with it, Vincent's father gives most of it to charity since he is a good and honest man, and his mother simply allow her husband to do as he wishes since, it is his wealth. However, behind the facade of a famous computer company, the Moriyama family is also a Yakuza clan, a small one but not completely harmless or weak. No, they have arsenals and arsenals of weapons, new weapons are always being created and shipped out, this is one of the biggest reason why they were so rich. Not many people know about them, and that only help them hide, but they're only allied with a few families, three to be exact, other than that they were on their own as a neutral family, unlike the Tigers of Asia, they didn't have a big territory but since the brothers and the current head the third generation Moriyama boss are friends since childhood, they were willing to share.

Vincent how ever does not know about the affair and was kept naive about the matter, the stoic boy had his own way of doing things and his parents didn't question it as long as he had good grades and was an obedient son. His hobbies include playing soccer and cello, he is the captain of William's School for the Elite. The program was started by a British man in the late 1970's and its name quickly caught up to the rest of the nation and from there the rich and powerful sent their sons there to be schooled in both businesses and other formal education.

Vincent was a well known person at the school excelling not only in academic and popularity. His blond hair made him stand out easily, originally it was black but his mother insisted that he changed it to stand out, she convinced him that the blond strands will make him much more important and have a better air around him. Since it was his mom, he listened and obeyed.

Vincent was the captain of the soccer team, his kicks are powerful and his accuracy was dangerous making him a fierce opponent for anyone playing against him as well as his teammates. He didn't play so well with other people, the boy was seen alone most of the time studying or reading a book. He hogged the ball most of the time but since his parent's reputation was so strong the coach didn't want to offend them so the team had two practice period, one where they would play against and or with Vincent and another one where they do it without him. As he quoted " If you aren't strong enough to play against me, what make you think you can play with me?"

He was a harsh captain but the members of the team respects his skills, he lead the team to victory countless times without fail. He was precise, he was absolute, he was Moriyama Vincent.

"I told you not to call me that."

The blond heir packed his books into his backpack and sliped the device over his shoulder. His friend, Atsumori Yu, like many of the boys that go here came from a rich family, his parents own a chain of famous resort and are currently residing in France while he stay with his grandmother for the time being. Brown hair and sparkling violet eyes were the boy's natural pallet, unlike the other students who would try to mooch off of Vincent's fortune and status, Yu was different. He didn't care about any of that, one his elder sister will be taking over the company and his parents are more focus on her than him, of course it makes him sad every now and then from the lack of attention but he understand perfectly well that it's necessary.

"Ehh...Vincent, don't be like that...You're name means "conqueror"! How cool is that?"

"Yu, I told you already. It's Sadao!"

"But your English name is beautiful~"

"It was my mother."

"I know, I know."

Vincent didn't like his name, it made him feel too exposed, with his blonde hair and black eyes it was enough to turn heads but an English name didn't help him hide. He was named after his grandfather who died before he was born and his mother wanted to remember him somehow, thus Vincent gained his name.

"Hurry up, you have to get to your next class and I have soccer."

Vincent walks away and Yu follows behind, the shorter boy understands that his friend was a very busy man and he was also a kind man, but he just didn't know how to handle the people around him since they all tend to want something. Vincent headed towards the locker room to change into his uniform and put away his belongings, they had a match against the Namimori middle school, the little school have been getting better and better when it came to sport. They're star player was still unknown but from what Vincent have heard he was a prodigy when it came to sport, meaning he'll be a challenge. The blond changes out of his neat uniform and slipped on his soccer uniform and headed to the soccer field. He was always the first to come, but he always left first as well so he wasn't that much of a hard worker.

"You're early again."

Vincent turned his head to the sound of the voice, their couch, Mihashi Kazunari the manager of the soccer team, he was pretty easily going and the only reason the club was still running was because of his dedication. Kazunari's family owns many restaurants, and he was older than most of the members including Vincent who was a second year.

"I'm always early, I don't see why you always come early. I don't see why you have to be so surprised."

Kuzanari let out a laugh and tapped Vincent's shoulder with his clipboard. "You're always so serious..."

Vincent slapped the clipboard away and rolled a soccer ball beneath his foot slowly, the field began to fill up with the soccer teams, most of them meeting up in small groups and only a few stopped by to say hello to the captain and all the others avoided him.

Practice started immediately and the members were more or less unhappy, while they appreciated Vincent's hard work, he was a stuck up brat and looked at everyone as beneath him. Vincent stole the ball from the opposing team and passed it to one of his teammate who barely made another feet before Vincent stole it again and sent it into the goal with a powerful kick that the Goalie couldn't catch.

The captain wiped the sweat off his brow and let out an unsatisfied sigh "...You're lacking. You guys are too slow."

Some club members frowned and others nodded taking the advice to heart, they regrouped and made a new set of teams, Kuzanari gave everyone a water bottle and as always he was the only one willing to talk Vincent during practice hour, after this they can finally head home.

"Here."

"Thank you."

Vincent took a swing of water and gave a silent thank before sitting down on the dirty floor.

"You should rethink your strategies."

"What do you mean Kuzanari?"

"You keep ball hogging, we've talked about this, the other players can't keep up and frankly you're being selfish again."

"If they can't keep up they should work harder."

"Vince-"

"Satou."

"Satou, we can't keep having two practice session, they're too tire afterward."

"Are you ASKING me to stoop down to their level?"

"Satou...I'm not saying that you should, but maybe just...slow down."

"They should get to my level then."

"They're trying."

"Obviously not hard enough."

Vincent gave a blank stare and Kuzanari smiled nervously, he was use to the younger boy's selfishness but decided to keep his mouth shut.

"I'll...arrange it. But keep in mind that one of the reason why they aren't excelling is because you're taking all the glory."

"If they can beat me then I'd like to see them try."

"Of course..."

Kuzanari sighed and scribbled down some notes on his clipboard before placing the pen in his pocket. "Be careful going home today."

"I don't see why you say that when I get pick up in a limousine..."

"Right..."

Kazunari was known for his social skills, and yet somehow after knowing the blond for two years he haven't been able to strike up a conversation that doesn't involve soccer or scolding him for being too selfish when it comes to working with other people. Were they friends? Kind of? Satou didn't hate Kazunari, he could tolerate him better than most people, and at this school Yu and Kazunari were the only two people who had enough nerves to associate with him since his personality was toxic.

After school, Vincent had Cello class and then he returns home in time to finish homework and have dinner alone. He was a picky eater and the chefs have to be careful when he made an order. In his giant mansion he lived with a bunch of servants and his parents but they only come home every four months and even if they do it's late at night, usually around eleven at night. Satou was used to being alone most of the time so it didn't bother him as long as he had something to so be it reading a book, playing the Cello, or practicing soccer.

The soccer game was in two days and Vincent was concern about his team, they weren't ready. William's School for the Elite had good sport teams, but good wasn't good enough for him. At least he had that in common with his parents, good wasn't good enough unless you can beat everyone.

Despite coming from a rich family his day was rather humdrum, filled with hours on end of studies and Cello practice. Did he wish for something more? Not really...Vincent was happy with the pace of his life, even if he won't get the company he'll probably be able to get a job as a lawyer, at least that's what he's planning. Top of his class, endless wealth, captain of the soccer team and deadly popular with people of all ages, what else could he wish for? He had all he need and all that he wanted, it's not like he needed anything more than that.

School was tedious and he forced his team to work even harder, tripling the training schedule for the soccer team. With only a day left it was all he had to prepare his failure of a team for the competition. He will bring the William's School for the Elite pride. Unlike all the other days, Vincent got sometime off today since his Cello teacher caught a cold and his lesson was canceled so he decided to practice for his next lesson. The young Moriyama wasn't use to having a lot of free time since his schedule was planned to the last minuted including breaks in case he gets stuck in traffic or something stupid that commoners have trouble with. But he was an elite, he was smart, powerful, and skilled in academic and extra curricular, he was Moriyama Vincent.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes sir!"

"Are we going to win?"

"Yes sir!"

"You better, if you don't your training is going to be doubled."

"...Yes sir..."

Vincent gave a speech to his team, or rather a threat but the message got through. He didn't really care about it either way but victory was the only thing he was after. The Namimori team was probably more determined since they were the underdog but Vincent would crush them by himself if he had to. The team gave out a loud enthusiastic shout and headed out to the soccer game. Vincent stared at the opposing team, they looked confident but it didn't faze him, these peasants can't possibly match up to him. There was no way theses commoners could beat him, Vincent was over bold when it came to his skills and he wasn't going to let this go that easy. This match was decided the moment they stepped on the field, the captain smirked.

The game started and immediately Vincent stole the ball and darted for the goal, his teammates ran beside him despite knowing they won't even get a chance to touch the ball but it would be bad if they sat and do nothing. Their captain was interrupted when a spiky black hair male cut in front of him and stole the ball. Vincent looked shock but regained his composure quickly ran after the man who stole the ball for him. William's team ran after the boy who stole the ball from their captain, there wasn't a single person who wasn't shocked that the ball hog had the item taken away from him.

Vincent improved his speed and tried to stole the ball back but the other boy was gaining more speed, one of Vincent's team member managed to send the ball back to him, which bumped onto his chest before bouncing on his thigh and ran in the other direction to his goal. The game was long and tiring, Willam's scored the first goal which put them in the lead but as the game progressed Namimori began to catch up. The game eventually became Vincent versus the black hair and brown eyed boy.

In the end, William won the game as expected, but Vincent was a tad concern, through out the entire game the ball escaped him and today was the closest anyone have ever came close to almost beating him, and all thanks to that idiot who kept grinning. Vincent was determined to learn his name, he was a worthy opponent. Thrilling as it was Vincent did not like to loose, winning was his only motive. The two teams bowed to each other and left to go back to their own locker rooms. Vincent took a shower and changed into his normal clothes before exiting the room ahead of his teammates, the William's school ground was empty, the spectators that were here have left and only the players were on school grounds.

Vincent ran a hand through his blond stress and pushed his bangs behind his ear. Night was quickly approaching and Vincent was to be home soon since he haven't practice the Cello yet and his father wants him to play at an up coming party for the new computer software design. Despite his displeasure he has no choice, but it's not like he cared much.

"Yo! Good game today!"

Vincent frowned as he turned around facing the only player on the Namimori's team that could take the ball away from him. Sharp brown eyes met his black ones, Vincent glared but the other male only smiled and waved playfully.

"...Thank you." He replied skeptically.

"Ahahaha, I never caught your name."

"That's because I never told you."

"Haha I guess you're right~ I'm Yamamoto Takeshi, nice to meet you."

"...Moriyama Satao...you too I guess...Even though you're a commoner..." Vincent muttered the last part to himself but Yamamoto laughed it off.

"You were great during the game!"

"Whatever, I guess you were too. Seeing as how you were the only one able to take the ball away from me..."

Yamamoto smiled and swung his bag over his shoulder securing the straps with his hand. "You're the captain right? I heard a lot about you."

"I never heard of you."

"Ahaha...I guess so."

"How long are you planning to carry this conversation? I have to get home."

"Oh! Sorry, ahaha"

Vincent let out an annoyed huff before walking away from the baseball player and into the limousine that was waiting for him at the front gate. Something about the Yamamoto boy made him curious, he knew he heard of that name somewhere, it wasn't until later that the boy was mentioned several times in the newspaper. Superior in sports and specialize in baseball, doing research helps. Satou had no intention to interact anymore than he had to with the baseball player, he was better, he was like gold and that Yamamoto kid was like sand. There was a big difference and the cheery attitude made him slightly nauseous and ill. He wasn't use to being around such an optimistic person, Yu was calm and kept his distance and Kuzanari was more like a secretary...

Did Vincent have any friends? Maybe? Yu was the closest thing he had to one, and Kuzanari was a an upperclassman so he gained automatic respect and whatever else Vincent was willing to give. The reputation between these two are like stars on different side of the night sky, very far apart if you measured it, but you can still see it twinkling about. Yamamoto Takeshi, star player of the baseball team, the jock and one of the most popular boy at school. Many girls are in love with him and though his intelligence was lacking he was perceptive and observant. Satao was a rude and selfish brat, he preferred things to be done his way and he refused to have anything fall out of pace. Everything must be planned perfectly and to the last minute so he can successfully go on with his day. Two different people, and yet somehow they met each other when a player of the soccer team twisted his foot and so Yamamoto had to step in for the game that was held at William's School for the Elite. It's only a matter of time before their story continues, but how long until their path intersects more than it already has.

YOOOO! Sup guys...Here's the new story, I'd like to get some reviews from you :) I'll start on the Xanxus one too. These will be shorter though, around 3000-4000 words each, but you know...good enough. I love to hear what you think of Vincent/Satao, he is a bratty, selfish, and over confident impudent child. But that's why I love him...I love the spoiled ones...

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If you're from Monochromatic Shades to Color, welcome~! If you haven't read that yet, it's a Hibari X Male! Oc story, and so is this one. I'll start on Xanxus soon~

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