lazzchan

Everyone thought that he was crazy—even with all his friends and how he showed a face to the world—people still saw that he was crazy and it drove him nuts in turn. What was so bad about his passions?

 Sure, not many people were obsessed on the level that he was, but hey—that was just the way he was, right? Spastic, happy and fun loving—and totally driven when it came to his main love.

 Not that he didn't have tons of people that he loved—you know, the normal—family and friends—he supposed school should come in there somewhere, but somehow…it just didn't rank up there and he couldn't pretend otherwise.

 No.. if he had to say anything was no.1 in his life (other than Mizuki, but that was entirely different story and one that he couldn't examine too closely just because… well—he wasn't gay and Mizuki was just special, right?)

 Yes—soccer. Threats of being disowned and disbanded and generally thrown out of all respectable circles—it couldn't stop him and he'd be damned if anyone could—he'd bowl over someone to get to the soccer field as a kid to practice and now that he was older… well, he was bigger and stronger now and even the scary beefy guys that had way too many muscles couldn't deter him…he was sure they were gay and even though he wasn't…not even with Mizuki.

 
He didn't have time to ponder Mizuki… even though he was meeting him later to watch the runners and damn it wasn't fair…

 Soccer was less confusing.