A/N: Translations; (also, there will be another A/N at the end)
Ginko= Bankai
*Bankai= is the second and final upgraded form of a Zanpakutō (if you watch/watched Bleach, then I don't have to explain)
Saigai= Disaster
*Disaster= a sudden event, such as an accident or a natural catastrophe, that causes great damage or loss of life.
Ragazza= Girl/Lady/Woman
Cugino= Cousin
Piccolo pezzo di merda= Little piece of crap
Amici= Friends
Piccolo pezzo di merda! Solo perché sono sempre arrabbiato non significa che non abbia amici!= You little piece of crap! Just because I'm always angry doesn't mean I don't have friends!
Padre= Dad/Father
Genitori= Parents
The characters from Hetalia look slightly younger in this story, so don't get confused, Hetalia fans!
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Arriving at Brazil's area, I saw Nami and Gina waiting for me outside a stadium. "OK, what's wrong? I was in a middle of a match." I said, glaring slightly at Nami. Gina was looking worried and angry, but she wasn't showing it. "It's Trina! S-She somehow came here in Liocott! I don't even know how she managed!" She screeched. "Calm down. Kuroi will be here any moment, but we're still doomed. We're," Nami counted with his fingers, then showed the seven sign. "Seven players short. I don't know if Kuroi got a hold of seven players, but let's just hope that he did."
"Guys! Bad news!"
We saw Kuroi running up to us, along with my cousin Lovino. Lovino looked angry while Kuroi looked worried. "What hell's name a-happened?! First I found-a out that the coach of-a Italy had gotten into an accident, then I a-hear that some-a ragazza is-a gonna hurt-a my cugino?! No way in effing hell!" Lovino growled. "Kageyama rigged the match! The match between Argentina is supposed to be the day after tomorrow! He made it today!" Kuroi said. Oh no. Endou, Kidou, Akio and Jirou better get there before the match starts!
"Feliciano already got-a the car. He's-a gonna pick 'em up. Hope that there isn't any traffic." Lovino said, still growling angrily. "Anyway, since this piccolo pezzo di merda didn't get any players, I was-a lucky enough to get a hold of some-a amici of mine to-a help."
"You have friends?" Kuroi looked at him, and it made Lovino angrier. That, is not a good sign. Believe me, Jirou and my other cousin (his twin brother) Feliciano learned that the hard way. Literally. "Piccolo pezzo di merda! Solo perché sono sempre arrabbiato non significa che non abbia amici!" He shouted, hitting him on the head. "We can't understand you, at all." "That's a good thing," I said to Nami. "It's best you don't know what he says at all."
"Lovino~! You don't I can't leave my team too long!"
"Just because you're brother is a member." Lovino said to a guy who had shoulder-length blonde hair and light blue eyes. He was wearing the uniform of the old French soccer team, Violette; A lavender shirt with a vermilion curve in each side and near the collar, which is red and blue shoulder stripes. Same goes for his shorts, which have both lavender and blue stripes at each side and a vermilion overall design as well. "You four, meet-a Francois Bonnefoy. Or as I like to-a call him, the rose bastard." Lovino introduced. Francois did a sigh and said, "Isn't that harsh to call me that?"
"No, because you are a bastard." A man with messy, short blonde hair, bushy eyebrows, and lime-green eyes stepped in. He was wearing the Knights of a Queen soccer uniform (I guess he managed to ask someone to make it, maybe). "Allow me to introduce myself; I'm Arthur Kirkland; The former forward of the old soccer team, Medenia." He introduced.
"How come your eyebrows are bushy?" Kuroi suddenly asked. Everyone was holding in their laughter because of this. "You bloody git! I was born with these eyebrows!" He shouted.
"Easy man! You don't have to defend something that isn't true!"
"Alfred, don't."
Two boys came, who were the same age as Tsunami walked over. They were both wearing the Unicorn soccer team uniform; White colored, dark blue collared t-shirt, with a red colored neckline, dark blue shorts, white socks, and dark blue cleats. The older twin (he looked older to me, so don't judge) had short blond hair with an ahoge, representing Nantucket, sticking up; sky blue eyes, and round glasses. The younger twin had wavy hair (his hair was two-toned; lighter-blonde on the top, with more of a darker-blonde shade on the bottom and tips), a curly ahoge on top of his hair, violet eyes, and the same round glasses as the older twin.
"Alfred Jones and Matthew Williams from Team Unicorn?! No way!" Gina said excitedly. "Mr. Lovino, how did you get a hold of them?!" "My padre is friends with their genitori." Lovino explained.
"Twins? Then how come you both have different last names?" I asked. Matthew gave a weak smile. "Our mom filed a divorced with dad. Our original one. My last name was supposed to be Jones. Since the divorce, I used my mom's maiden name, Williams." He said.
"That's all I got a hold of. How many more do we need?" Lovino asked.
"Two more." Alfred sighed. "I contacted cousin Peter like you said, and he said he couldn't go."
"I tried convincing Antonio." Lovino sighed. "Damn tomato bastard. Always putting his twin Alvarez first."
"Never mind that now." I said. "Right! We need to get in that stadium!" Nami said, already running inside.
Once we were inside, we saw Trina and Allen, along with another boy who looked like me and Jirou, except that he was seven years younger, had purple eyes and short hair. Along with them, six other members were there.
"So, you showed up after all." Allen smirked. "I was beginning to think you'd chicken out."
"Like hell we would!" Arthur shouted. "As a former forward, I can't let you taint soccer with your madness!"
"That's-a right, you bastard!" Lovino shouted. "We're not-a gonna let you get away with-a this!"
"We already made halfway with our plan, so don't bother." Trina said. "Since you know me and Allen already, the other six will be of service."
The little boy looked hurt but stood his ground. The six players came up. They all had nametags on their uniforms, so it was better instead of introducing.
Two players were forwards, and were twins like Alfred and Matthew. Their names were Albert and Matt.
One player had a hairstyle similar to my uncle Antonio. His name was Anthony.
Two players were fraternal twins, male and female. The male had purple, long hair while the female had short, blue hair. Both of their eyes were slit like my uncle Gin's, but the male had opposite colored eyes while the female had same colored ones. Their names were Allistor and Mirai.
The last player looked exactly like Endou, but he looked cold and ruthless. His name was Byakuya.
"What about the little boy?" Francois asked.
"Oh... he doesn't have a name, but we just call him, Shinpi." Trina yawned.
'Shinpi', means, 'Mystery'...
"Let's just get this over with." Anthony said.
"I forgot." Byakuya said. "This match is live, so get ready to face your defeat."
"We should be saying that to you, jerks!" Kuroi and Alfred shouted.
This isn't good... Let's just hope we win...
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