Catch Me In The Feild.

chapter 1

Author's Notes

So with this story, I tried my hand with a football setting lol. I love the sport and I'm a fan of football anime and manga. I didn't want to butcher the sport in my stories, so I always steered away from writing it. However, I couldn't resist the setting anymore. I hope you enjoy it. I really enjoyed writing it! :D Have fun, everyone~!

This will have only 6 chapters. I will update every Friday. It will end in 6 weeks~ Stay tuned~

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto! :'(

"GOAAAAAAAL!"

The announcer called through the microphone. His strong voice sent waves of excitement throughout the huge stadium. Cheers soon followed as the fans of the winning team overjoyed, yelling at the top of their lungs, supporting their team. The vibrant colors of their banners brightened when they called the players' names. Life seemed to come about in every corner of the stadium, tears of joy and tight hugs were exchanged between fans, it was an occasion celebrated between one big happy family called the supporters of the winning team. Half an hour later, both teams were bowing in respect to each other and conveying their joint delight at the game. This was football, it was all about respect and sportsmanship, even if you were to lose, it didn't mean to show a bad attitude. The game taught manners before anything else. Both teams walked back to the respective lockers, the fans of the losing team were shouting loudly, telling the players that they did their best and showed them an interesting game. That was what mattered, not winning or losing… even if it was the final game, at the expense of the cup.

"Did you hear? Naruto is being scouted." One of the players spoke as he changed into his regular clothes.

"Of course he'd be chosen. He's the ace." The other one replied, not thinking the news is important.

"Well, it's true we lost, but he did his best out there."

"You're not sad about it?"

The player of the losing team closed his assigned locker and smirked, not feeling all that bothered. "It's just a high school tournament, we're not even getting paid, who cares about it?"

"It would have been nice if we brought home the cup through." The one beside him commented, "We reached this far… it's a little frustrating that we didn't win."

His friend who was chatting with him, ruffled his hair and consoled. "Then let's play some pachinko on the way home, it'd relieve some of your frustration ~"

"Roger that!"

The two walked out after that. Not a minute later, a blond male with vivacious blue eyes walked inside. He emitted a tense and tremendous aura, the whole room was silent when he entered. His tired eyes and exhausted body showed signs of hidden anger, but his lips were sealed. His tan hands opened his locker and in less than five minutes, he changed and got out of the room. The members of the losing team all released an air they didn't know they were holding. No one dared to speak then, it felt like the weight of the defeat was finally appearing with the blond, heavily smothering their bodies.

The blond walked out of the stadium, his eyes looked up at the stadium and he cursed. He worked so hard and tried his best, yet still he couldn't bring home the cup. The azure eyed male knew where the problem lied and there was nothing he could do about it. His teammates weren't collaborative; they didn't care much about the game. He was the reason why they reached the finals, motivating them and trying to bring out their A-game. Halfway throughout the tournament, he was able to recruit four players who cared enough. However, since not everyone was one hundred percent onboard, of course they wouldn't win.