Okay, remember when I said that 'Her' will be good? Well, sorry but I changed my mind. 'Her' will be EVIL. Just like 'her' counterpart.

Oh and I realized that Hiroto was kinda ignored in the last chapter, (poor boy T-T) so I'm making him like the 'base' of this chapter. Or, something like that.

Oh and 'Her' is kinda like Hawkmoth in this story (don't ask why)

Happy Reading!
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With Hiroto...

'They...left...?' The thought invaded the boy's head. 'She...just left...?' He clenches his fist. '...why?' He stood up and marched out of the cafeteria. Heading to...who knows where? Not even Hiroto knew. He's acting on impulse. Something he does a bit too often. At least, according to Moriko.

"Moriko...," the male mutters sadly--almost longingly. An image of her smiling brightly flashed across his mind. He clenches both his fists so tightly that, his knuckles turned white due to the amount of force. An animalistic growl erupts from his throat before he could even register it. He closed his eyes tightly. "Ahhhhh!" He shouts angrily, dashing off. He ignored everything around him; The surprise yelps from the students, the calls of his concerned friends

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After a few moments, Hiroto opens his eyes. Blinking them rapidly to adjust to the sunlight. He could see the field. He could also see some of his teammates doing extra practice. They probably couldn't see him, but he could see and hear them clearly. Slowly, his tense muscles begin to relax. Taking deep, calming breaths; that is...before he heard HER voice.

"C'mon boys! Let's get to it!" A cheerful voice calls out. Hiroto's eyes snap directly towards the source of the voice. Only one person had this voice; Moriko. The captain stares intently in the direction of the voice.

Moriko was running around the field, dodging tackles from the defenders. The girl sometimes volunteers to teach the team some 'unique' tactics; and since the stars of the team --himself and Kasumi-- weren't there, she had to train them.

Some of the players watched Moriko with admiration and affection. They were obviously more than a little enchanted by the Student Council President. Suddenly, someone had kicked the soccer ball way too hard; it flew swiftly towards the captain. Of course, Hiroto easily caught it with one hand. He looks at the black and white ball blankly. He grips the ball tightly, anger enveloping him.

"Hehe, aww~ Poor child," an odd-sounding voice giggles. Hiroto looks up. Something--no, someone was leisurely floating above him. The figure had a frighteningly cheery smile. "W-who are you?" He asks. The unknown figure's smile widen. "That's not important," they cast a quick glance at the field. "What's important is: What's bothering you?" The ravenette growls, irritated. He turns on his heel. "None of your darn business!" He snaps, walking away.

"Do you want her?" The creature observes. Hiroto stops; his body rigid, his muscles tense, sweat rolling down his forehead--an almost haunted look on his face. Once again, the thing smiles; they knew they had his attention. "I could help you...for a small price," they add casually. The ravenette slowly turns around. His face serious, but his eye(s) was curious and unsure. "What's the price? My soul or something?" He laughs, but it was dry and mirthless.

"No, no, no," the creature shakes their head. "I'll give some power and in exchange...," they trail off. "Defeat the Rowdy Right Boys and bring them to me," the creature pause momentarily. "If you think you cappable, then try to defeat the Power Punk Girls and bring them as well," They smile enigmatically; almost immediately after, they start laughing--their laughter has a mocking ring to it.

Hiroto looks down for a moment, pondering. "That's all?" He asks. The odd figure nods. "We have a deal," he looks up. His green eye steely. "Hehe, very well~," the creature beams insanely. They extend their abnormally long and thin hand. Hiroto grabs and shakes it, resolute. Suddenly, black...something surrounds Hiroto. The boy, although afraid, is determined to achieve his goal. He exhales and embraces the black thing.

The black substance disappears and all that's left was a corrupt Hiroto. The white part of his eyes turn black, and his already wild mane became messier. The soccer ball was under his arm, it was where the corruption took tenancy. His eye that was always covered, was no longer. It was a murderous red, along with the other poisonous green one.

"Make sure to put on a show!" The peculiar creature chirps, all too excitedly. Hiroto slowly walks forward, eyes on his target. He cast the figure a conspirative glance. "Heh, don't worry. You wouldn't want to miss a second," the former captain grins wickedly. He then leaps forward, so quickly an average person wouldn't have noticed him.

'Her' stares at her successful attempt at corruption. "Fufufu~," Her giggles. A wide gleeful grin forming on her lips. "Humans are so...," she paused.

"Interesting~"

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Finally! Finished

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