Not all is everlasting

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Third person pov.

Loud shouting from a group of children echo over a small field as the pair pass by an opening between two buildings.

The female glances towards the field seeing a ball bounce from one kid to the other. She stops and stares, all the children were wearing jerseys of, to her familiar, players.

"What's the matter?" The male asks taking a few steps back so he stands beside the girl.

"They're recreating the goals in our match, or atleast they're trying to." She mutters in response, one of her eyebrows raised in amusement.

"You can see that?" The male squints and raises a hand above his eyes to widen his sight. The (h/c) haired female grabs his arm and drags him through the alley, "No but hear it."

At the end of the alleyway are a few stairs leading down to the field where the kids are playing, all of them seem to be around 8 years old.

"Look. That boy has my jersey!" The black and green haired male points out with a grin.

"Aren't you adorable?" The female side eyes the captain beside her with an amused smile, who in response turns a little red.

He puts his hands onto his hips and turns his head away, "I'm just happy that kids see me as a good example."

Just as he finishes his words the ball from the kids slams against the bar and flies towards the two unknowing people.

"Watch out!" One of the children, a ginger haired boy, shouts as loud as he can catching the attention of the pair.

With practiced ease the taller of the two catches the ball with one of his hands, while the other arm pushed the female a bit behind himself.

The six children immediately run to the bottom of the stairs and bow quickly, "We're sorry!" They all shout in sync, their faces sweaty and red from running around.

"Don't worry nothing happened, stand straight." Aiku exclaims with a sweatdrop sliding down his temple. 'Man, they're well raised...'

After all of them once again stood normally they realize who stands before them.

One of the kids, a little girl with peach colored hair tied into a loose ponytail, points at the man with wide eyes, "Y-you're Aiku!"

"I am." Said male smiles charmingly at the young girl, making her grin back. The kids instantly rush up the stairs and surround the black haired male, question after question flying against his head.

The (h/c) haired female standing a bit away from the commotion chuckles at the sight and takes a picture with her phone, she'd be sure to keep it.

The ginger haired boy from earlier spots the girl standing a bit behind and his eyes study her face for a good few minutes before something seems to click in his head.

The young boy tugs at the jersey of another boy, with short raven colored hair, standing beside him and points at (name) a few words leaving his mouth before the other boy looks at the female with wide eyes.

The raven haired kid stumbles towards the (h/c) haired girl with comical sparkles radiating from him.

"Are you (L/n)? The one who shot the bullet goal? I'm Takashi, nice to meet you!" The boy exclaims introduction himself in the process.

(Name) crouches down to come face to face with Takashi, only now does she notice the jersey he's wearing, it's the one she wore for the U-20 VS Blue Lock match.

"Nice to meet you, Takashi, I'm (L/n) (name)." In response to her words his eyes light up even further and he points towards the field behind him.

"Can you shoot that goal again!? I wanna see in real life, i was sick on the day of the game so I could only watch through TV..." Takashi asks clasping his hands in a begging manner.

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