Arion and Ryuu enter the field and immediately meet with their team.
"Sorry, we were late. We had to take a detour before getting here," Arion explained as he adjusted his team's wristband a bit.
"It's alright, Ju. The important thing is you three returned safe, Ju." Takuya replied, ruffling Arion's hair playfully. "Cool hair, by the way. It suits you."
Arion, caught off guard by the gesture, chuckled. "You think so?"
"You look way cooler now with that color," Koichi added cheerfully, wrapping Arion in a warm hug from behind.
"So this is what Hiro means by surprise. You changed the color of your hair." Yutaka comments, leaning forward. "I'm curious why?"
"Froy-nii insisted on it, and we discovered that the dye Vedette-san used was actually permanent. So, I agreed to dye it a dark color," Arion explained with a sheepish smile.
The team burst into light laughter, amused by the turn of events with their captain. They would miss their once-brunette captain, though this change felt like it might be for the better. The last time they saw him before his trip, he looked a bit pale, likely due to his recent discharge from the hospital. Now, his complexion was much healthier.
"How are you feeling now, Ju?" Komuro asked, his eyes filled with genuine concern.
Arion smiled at him, appreciating the concern. "I'm almost recovered already and I can join the match."
Ryuu chimed in, his tone a mix of sternness and care. "You forget the part where the doctor said you still need to take it lightly. That's why Coach put you on defense only and also you're still not joining our usual training yet."
Arion nodded, his smile turning into a grateful expression. "I know that Ryuu. I'll be careful. After all, you all have my back right?."
Ryuu can't help but smirk at his latter statement. "We always do."
Arion smiles and scans the whole team. He can see the resolution in their eyes and is willing to run beside him. "Shall we have fun?"
Hearing this, the atmosphere around them became even more lively, the excitement palpable as they prepared to continue the match with renewed energy.
"Ju!" Arion turned his head and saw Osamu, their eldest brother, and the team's mother-hen, standing in front of him with a serious expression. Arion tilted his head in curiosity.
Osamu quickly scanned Arion from head to toe, then a small smile appeared on his lips. "I believe this is yours to keep,"
Arion looked down and saw the yellow band in Osamu's hand. He reached out, taking it with gratitude. He squeezes it and makes a silent vow. With this, it is already official, he will once again lead them after waiting for years.
On the Raimon side, the players were still in a state of shock and confusion, struggling to process the sudden turn of events. They exchanged bewildered glances, some of them rubbing their eyes as if to make sure they weren't dreaming.
"No way..." Shinsuke muttered, his voice barely audible over the noise of the crowd.
"Why is he with them?" Kurama said, feeling a surge of rage.
"Is this real?" Hamano rubbed both his eyes, his expression a mix of disbelief and confusion as if trying to wake up from a bizarre dream.
"Why?" Hayami asked, his voice filled with scarried.
"Oiii, what is he doing?" Amagi exclaimed, his voice cracking with a mix of confusion and frustration.
"Is this a joke?" Kuramada whispered, shaking his head slowly.
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THE PAIN - Inazuma Eleven Go Fanfic
FanfictionWhy do so many people rely on him? Do they realize they're already putting too much pressure on him and giving him pain? Why aren't they able to see his distress? Are people really so clueless, even to the most obvious? Is it really possible for the...
