Anger Mixed With Alcohol 「Inazuma Eleven」

2. Find and Destroy

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Nagumo heard the clock ringing and opened his eyes. He shut the clock and stood up to sat on his bed. The red-haired teen was extremely tired. Due to sleepless nights he now had bags under his eyes. Yet, he forced himself to stand up. Nagumo stretched his arms and yawned loudly. After that he stood up from the bed and walked towards toilet.

It was a typical Friday morning; the clock was only six am and Nagumo had plenty of time to prepare for school. He brushed his teeth, tried to comb his hair and went to the kitchen. It was completely empty. The apartment too. The golden-eyed teen was the only person in that apartment. It felt so strange, never ever in his life time had he felt so lonely to be alone in an apartment.

I was a typical... No, it wasn't at all so typical Friday morning to the red-haired teen; it felt more like a nightmare. Usually on Friday's Suzuno would have to wake up Nagumo and drag him out of his bed because the red-haired teen would away stay up late and then have problems waking up in the mornings.

Then, when the he would finally be awake, they would brush their teeth together and after that go to enjoy their breakfast which was usually made by his teal-eyed best friend...

Nagumo opened the fridge and took a pack of eggs and ham from it. He then turned to the side of an oven and started to walk there. The red-haired teen yawned loudly, but stopped in the middle of it. Suddenly before him appeared a familiar face who was standing next to the oven.

"Ohayo Haruya! I made you a breakfast!" smiled a teal-eyed boy in a blue colored apron as he was roasting few eggs and shreds of ham. Why on earth was he there? The golden-eyed teen blinked twice and then rubbed his still sleepy eyes, because he couldn't believe what he saw before him. Was he really back?

When Nagumo opened his eyes again, he saw the figure getting blurry and slowly fading away. The red-haired boy let out a loud sigh and finally walked to the cooker. He heated up the fire, broke the eggs, placed the shreds of ham on a pan and roasted them.

Once Nagumo was done making the breakfast the golden-eyed boy sat down to eat it. He first cut the eggs in half and then took a piece of ham and stuffed them into his mouth. The red-haired teen chewed them and then swallowed his food.

This was strange, even though the food was exactly the same as he always had in the mornings, somehow it didn't taste so good. Nagumo took another piece of ham and chewed it. It tasted like - as if he was eating plastic. The teen sighed and placed his utensils on the plate. He didn't want to eat something that had no taste. He didn't have appetite for it.

Nagumo sighed and glued his head on the table while stretching his arms. When he then raised his head the golden-eyes of his met an empty chair that was in front him. The red-haired teen wanted to take off his glance of the chair, but his eyes refused to move. It was like they were waiting for something, or should I say someone.

And there Nagumo was, all alone in his apartment, staring at an empty chair. He sat the for a minute, five, ten, but nothing ever happened. Nothing at all. The red-haired boy was already going to give up, but his eyes wouldn't listen to him.

"What the hell am I doing? It's not like he's here anyway. Just move, stupid eyes!" he thought angrily as he slammed his head on the table.

Nagumo sighed as he finally got his glance off the chair. Why was it so important to him? Why couldn't his eyes listen to him, when he was staring at it? He didn't know. If he would have known it, he would probably laugh at himself for his stupidity. In fact, the answer came when the red-haired teen raised his head again.

Instead of the empty chair he saw an icy-blue haired teen who was having his breakfast together with him. Though, there was something wrong because the other one looked rather angry. The boy stood up from his chair and slammed his right hand on the table.