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Of Distractions and Soda Bottles

The newest one-shot in the Accidental Reverse universe! More chaos~

This one's set a few months before Accidental Reverse starts. So basically three years after the series, so they're all in High School by now~

Disclaimer: don't own, the usual, etc.

Well, enjoy~!

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''We need a distraction.''

Everyone at the lunch table looks at Kurama when he suddenly says this. Seeing as the forward doesn't seem to notice their confusion, Shindou raises an eyebrow. ''Why?''

The tanned teen grins in a way that promises chaos. The more mature members of their club immediately grow cautious, while the eyes of the more mischievous ones start to sparkle in anticipation. ''What would you say if I told you that I might or might not have overheard the tennis club talking about an assault on us?''

This catches the attention of everyone, even the more sensible players. ''Details,'' orders Shindou as his eyes narrow.

Kurama shrugs, a satisfied smile on his face. ''You know they hate us for stealing the spot of 'best club' for two years already and they're pissed because a week or so ago, someone threw a stone through the window of their clubroom at night. They blamed us for that, remember?'' at the nods he receives, the forward continues. ''So now, since we're not admitting it, they want to force us and make us pay. I don't know the details but apparently this kid brought pink paintballs to school. The tennis guys are spread all over the cafeteria and will start their 'attack' at twelve o'clock straight.''

At that his friends look at the large clock hanging where it can be seen from everywhere in the cafeteria, which reads 11:58. Two minutes before the tennis club will start their revenge.

''So you want to create a distraction big enough for their plans to fall into chaos,'' concludes Ichino. ''Why didn't you tell us earlier?''

Kurama rolls his eyes and gestures to Sangoku. ''Because Mr. Responsible Guy would've made us all sit somewhere else or something, while now we can have some fun.'' The others nod in understanding, devious smiles forming on their faces while Sangoku sighs.

''Legit,'' mutters Taiyou.

''I should tell you not to do anything,'' mumbles Sangoku, ''but the tennis club has been really annoying lately and I'm not feeling like walking around covered in pink paint. As long as we don't get into trouble, I'll let you create a 'distraction' as long as it's reasonable!'' he adds the last part quickly once he sees the grins on his friends' faces.

''Guys, we have less than a minute and a half left before the assault starts,'' warns Kariya with a look at the clock. He turns back to his friends, a devious smile on his face. ''Think of a distraction soon or we will look like pink flamingos for the rest of the day.''

They all fall into silence, trying to come up with a 'reasonable' distraction that can be carried out in the span of a minute.

''Hurry up! I can see some suspicious guys coming our way!'' hisses Midori as she casts a glance around. She's right, for about six guys are walking in the direction of their table and the soccer club can spot some other faces of the tennis players sitting at other tables close to theirs.

''Well, I don't have any ideas!'' says Fei, slightly nervous. He's probably regretting the fact that he came to visit his friends and stayed with them during school hours today, considering their current situation.

One look at the clock tells the group they only have about twenty seconds left. Not having come up with anything yet, they share some nervous looks.

That is, until Hamano sighs exasperatedly. ''I'd wished it hadn't come to this,'' he says and all eyes turn to him. ''I have an idea which could work out perfectly or go horribly wrong.''

With fourteen seconds left, there's not much to lose. Having made this decision, Shindou nods at the other midfielder. ''Give it your best shot.''

What he didn't expect though, is for Hamano to grab his bottle of soda, stand up, throw it with all the force he can muster and sit down immediately. This all happens in the span of two seconds, the teen moving so fast it is almost impossible to see.

They watch the bottle glide through the air, crop dusting everyone in its path in soda, almost as if in slow motion. Then the bottle lands, exploding upon impact with the ground and soaking everyone in its range. Screams follow from the fallen victims.

Not even a second later a rice ball is hurled through the air in the direction the bottle came from. Unfortunately the thrower doesn't have a very good aim, for the rice ball lands two tables to the left. Their screams can be heard throughout the whole cafeteria.

That's when some occupants of the table from the left take revenge by returning the favor coming from the first table of victims.

Hamano watches the chaos he created in satisfaction. Once he sees the table to the left join in, he grins cheekily. ''FOOD FIGHT!'' he yells at the top of his lungs and then ducks his head to avoid being identified.

All hell breaks loose.

Food flies through the air, screams can be heard from everywhere, bodies fall to the ground. Raimon's soccer club stares at it for one, long second, but are then shaken out of their daze and jump up. As Hamano, Kariya, Nishiki and Taiyou arm themselves with food to cover for the others, their friends turn their table and the table next to theirs on their sides. They shove the two tables against each other and against the wall, leaving some space free between the tables.

The group jumps into the protection of their makeshift fort, arming themselves with more food and randomly throwing it in the chaos beyond their fort.

''This was your plan?!'' yells Shindou over the screams from the fallen ones. ''To start a food fight?!''

Hamano shrugs, flinching when he sees someone being hit in the face by a meat ball. ''It was the only thing I could think of!'' he yells back. ''And I didn't see any of you coming up with a better idea!''

''I'm just glad it worked!'' says Kurama as he ducks further behind the tables. ''There was a chance the other students wouldn't have reacted! What would you have done then?'' he asks with a look at the midfielder.

Said midfielder shrugs. ''Run like hell?'' he suggests.

''Who cares?!'' their eyes turn to Nishiki, who is hurling food at everything that moves outside their fort with a bright grin. ''This is so much fun!''

Sangoku looks ready to have a nervous breakdown at this point, which is not very surprising considering he's one of the more sensible people on the team. What is surprising however, is the reaction of their captain.

Tenma is working together with Amagi and Hikaru, launching wave after wave of food at the 'enemy'. The purple-haired boy is gathering ammo and Tenma uses it to hit people beyond the safety of their fort... especially the members of the tennis club. His aim is accurate and his attacks are fast, unsurprising considering his attraction to the wind element. Amagi has gotten his hands on a cafeteria tray and uses it to cover for Tenma when he's standing to throw food. The third-year quickly deflects any food items thrown the brunet's way, managing to keep his captain form getting hit.

Sangoku gapes at the three of them, especially the two first-years who are normally part of the more sensible group. ''Wha- Tenma, Hikaru, what are you doing?!'' he exclaims in shock.

Tenma shoots him a quick look, Amagi deflecting a piece of bread that almost hit him, and the captain shrugs as he throws an apple. ''All's fair in war and love!'' he yells.

Hayami, who is cowering next to Hamano, frowns in confusion. ''Isn't is supposed to be 'love and war'?'' he asks, watching as the brunet ducks behind the table again to gather more ammo from Hikaru.

The captain stands up again and starts throwing food at the tennis club again, Amagi continuing his job of defending the captain while laughing maniacally and Hikaru quickly searching for more ammo.

Tenma's grin turns evil. ''No!'' he answers the maroon-haired boy. ''Right now it's war!'' he cackles wickedly. His teammates can swear devil horns are growing on his head.

''Demon-Tenma can come out at any time of day but he chooses the moment we're in the middle of a food fight?'' Shinsuke hides his face at the sight of his crazy captain and friend. ''Seriously...''

Kirino's voice distract them from their demon friend. ''The teachers are coming this way!'' hisses the pink-haired defender. ''Everyone act innocent!''

And everyone does act innocent. Nishiki, Taiyou, Kurama, Hamano, Tenma and basically anyone else who was throwing food duck behind the tables, everyone cowering in their fort while looking like they weren't the ones to instigate the war.

And the teachers fall for it. Once they have managed to gain control over the chaos, they start sending the worst 'soldiers' to the gym, where the janitors will 'deal' with them. When the students have left, the teachers focus their attention on the others who participated in the food fight but weren't too bad, sending them to the outside PE field to get a stern talking-to from the principal. That leaves the innocent students.

One of the teachers, a young and kind woman who teaches English, walks towards the soccer club's fort and looks over the tables to spot the hidden forms of the soccer players. She smiles kindly at them. ''You can come out now, everything's safe,'' she chuckles as they slowly stand up.

''So... we're not in trouble?''

It might be the fact that Shinsuke asked it, and Shinsuke looked very much like a scared bunny while doing so, but the teacher's expression turns into one of a gentle smile. ''Oh no, of course not. We didn't see you throw food, correct?''

They immediately take the opportunity to deny any and all involvement in the food fight.

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Raimon's soccer club gets away with their instigation of the food fight, getting praised for their good behavior of 'not participating' like some of their more childish peers. They simply smile innocently at that, because a little white lie never hurt anybody, right?

The worst participators of the food fight are made to clean up the cafeteria, considering the instigator has not been found but is thought to be amongst that group. The teachers don't know how wrong they are.

Miraculously, none of the other students saw Hamano's actions either, so they can't blame the soccer club for the food fight. Except the tennis club, who accuses their longtime rivals as the culprits even without having any proof. The teachers don't believe them, to say the least.

The funniest part, though, is when the principal announces they have found the instigators two days later. Turns out, the tennis club were caught with the paintballs they meant to use on Raimon's soccer club and were accused of starting the whole chaos. As punishment, the club's budget was cut by twenty percent and they all got detention for a week, practice being suspended for two.

''They started it,'' grins Hamano once they hear the news and everyone looks at him. ''Remember, they wanted to cover us in pink paint.''

Everyone, even Sangoku, can't help but agree to that. And, as the keeper states after that...

''They certainly got beat at their own game.''

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I had so much fun writing this 😈

- Yara Meijer

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