So... Yeah, I know I haven't been updating this story for quite a while now. Sorry about that... I don't know if you guys gonna like this but... anyways, please enjoy ;)

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In a dark meeting, many dark figures were sitting and watching the video of Ichinose cruelly prying out Ichinose's spine.

"Ahahahahhaha! This is brilliant! Who would've thought that the human representatives are getting a good head start! Never in history has this ever happened before!" a man exclaimed, pleased.

"Indeed. It was a great idea to make Inazuma Japan the new human representatives! This brings in more audience! And money! Plus they are actually standing a chance! Maybe their soccer training helped them?" another man asked, chuckling to himself.

"You sure it's not just a fluke?" another asked.

"Dunno. But I heard they won the dinner! I also heard that Ice Boy was training him!" the first man said. The slide then turned into a photo of Fubuki Shirou. The photos then changed to him killing his opponents. He had killed quite a lot so they had a lot of photos.

"Really?! Ice Boy?! He usually doesn't really give a damn about his teammates!"

"Then these new human representatives must be important to him, huh. He is also from the Inazuma Japan himself. It's not surprising that he would care more about his teammates," the man who asked if Ichinose's victory was a fluke said.

"Interesting," the man at the head of the table said chuckling. "Interesting, indeed. This year's human representatives seem very interesting,"

"Sir, should we make their match early again?" someone asked the man at the head of the table.

"No," the man at the head of the table said smiling to himself. "They've survived-and won- not one, but two matches in a row. Plus they even got through the dinner with only a few casualties and killed their target. That's a magnificent improvement!"

"But one of them is because they have Ice Boy," someone muttered.

"But still, I think it's good. We should give them some time to improve even more. Who knows? Maybe they'll do something interesting,"

"Boss, hate to break it to ya'. Don't you think you're giving them a little too much credit?" another asked.

"Yeah!"

"We will do as I say. No complains," the man at the head of the table said.

"Sir, how many days of rest do you plan on giving them?" a woman asked the manat the head of the table. She had a mature voice.

"Hmmm.... I'll let you know when," the man at the head of the table said. "But before that... I want to make things even more interesting..." A smirk could be seen through the darkness.
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Everyone of the human representatives went to do whatever they wanted to. Fubuki told them that there weren't going to be any formal dinners tonight. Therefore, they could eat whatever at whenever they want with whoever they want to eat with.

Hiroto exited the room, of course, not forgetting to bring a nice, polished dagger with him. He made sure that he was fully aware of his surroundings. He had a broken arm. This might make the other participants want to take this opportunity to kill him. He ought to be careful if he doesn't want to die.

Now why did he exited from the room, you ask? Because he was bored. He decided to go for a walk and maybe find someone to have dinner with him. It is already quite late. Okay, actually, it was time for dinner already.

Just then, Hiroto spotted a familiar silverette. Fubuki didn't see him as his back was against him. He seemed to be looking out of a window or something. Hiroto then knew he had found that someone to have dinner with him already... Hiroto put a hand on Fubuki's shoulders and almost instantly, he had a bayonet pointing at his neck and a found a dangerous pair of eyes staring into his soul. Once he noticed that it was Hiroto, the bayonet was quickly out away.

"Oh," Fubuki muttered. "It's just you,"

"Sorry to startle you," Hiroto said with a chuckle. Hiroto understood why Fubuki acted that way. I mean, it is the Dark Games. Who wouldn't?

"It's fine. So what's up?" Fubuki asked.

"Nothing. Just thought if you would like to have dinner with me,"

Fubuki grinned playfully. "You're on! Let's go!"

The two then made their way to the cafeteria. As usual, everyone would stare when someone enters the cafeteria. A fight could break out anytime. You'd have to at least know your opponents, right? What's more, Fubuki and Hiroto were talking and laughing like it wasn't the Dark Games and no one was going to die. Everyone in the cafeteria seemed to stopped what they were doing to just stare as the emotionless Ice Boy and a newbie who didn't seem to be scared of the Dark Games talk and laugh. Laughing didn't seem to be Ice Boy's thing at all.

Once they notice everyone in the cafeteria was staring at them, they stopped. Fubuki sent a death glare to each and every one of them.

"What are all of you looking that?" Fubuki asked in a deathly calm tone. Some quickly looked away while others unhappily continued eating their meal.

Fubuki and Hiroto then went to get some food and sit at the table. They didn't have to buy any food as the food was prepared for them. They are fighting for them, right? Might as well let some of them have their last meal on Earth.

After sitting down, they started eating.

"What did you get?" Hiroto asked taking a sip of his coca cola.

"Noodles?" Fubuki said raising an eyebrow. It is quite obvious he was eating noodles. It just seemed kinda weird Hiroto was asking him such a question.

"Oh sorry about that. Haha," Hiroto said and leaned back into his chair, successfully dodging an arrow which whisked passed his face. Hiroto didn't really seem to care. Fubuki glared at the direction to see one of the newbies of the trolls trembling beneath his glare. Fubuki then sighed. It seemed like one of the seniors of the trolls forced the poor newbie troll to shoot at Hiroto. Luckily Hiroto leaned back just in time...

"So, Fubuki. Just wondering, when did you start fighting?" Hiroto asked.

"A few years ago..." Fubuki said before putting a spoonful of noodles into his mouth.

"I see... Then..." Hiroto and Fubuki continued talking like this until they both finished their meals. When they were done, they put their dishes away and started heading back to their dorm room.

Hiroto was busy telling Fubuki about how his times in Aliea Gakuen when a scream broke out. Both of them stopped in their tracks immediately and ran to the source of the scream. When they reached the source of the scream, they found themselves at a dead end. Blood was splattered against the walls as a few corpses littered the floor. One was decapitated while the other had his limbs torn off. There was one who had her eyeballs seemingly stuffed into her own mouth... Another one seemed to have every bone in his body dislocated... Hiroto looked like he was going to throw up what he had just eaten while Fubuki looked like he had seen this a lot of times already.

"Wh-Who could've done... this..?!" Hiroto exclaimed, successfully shoving the his dinner back down into his stomach as he watched blood continue to flow out of one end of a cut opened large intestine...

"I dunno... But we should get out of here now..." Fubuki said picking up one of the blood-coated knives which were on the ground, examining it, before dropping it back to where it was, blood now staining his hands. The two then quickly left the scene. Unknown to the both of them, someone had snapped their photos and left before they knew he was there. The person smirked to himself when he reached somewhere safe. This was gonna be some pretty big news...
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Hiroto and Fubuki returned to the dorm rooms the human representatives share. They were immediately greeted with smiles.

"Hey! What's up?!" a certain hyperactive captain of Inazuma Japan exclaimed. Hiroto still seemed a little pale from what they saw just now...

Fubuki glanced at Hiroto worriedly and decided to answer Endou's question. "Nothing's going on,"

"Really? But Hiroto seems..." Endou trailed off, that hyperactive part of him wearing off when he saw the pale face of Hiroto. Everyone's attention seemed to be on them now. Of course, they'd pay attention when someone seems unwell, right?

"I'm fine... Just-" Hiroto then looked like he wanted to throw up. Before anyone could do anything, he ran to the toilet with his hand claimed over his own mouth. Everyone could hear the sound of Hiroto throwing up.

Fubuki frowned.

"Fubuki, what happened?" Endou asked in a serious tone. He was sure that something must've happened.

"We had dinner together. When walking back, we heard a scream. When we went there, it was too late. People were killed brutally. The killer was nowhere to be seen. It was disgusting. Hiroto got sick. Came back here," Fubuki said giving a short, straight-to-the-point explanation.

"N-Nani (W-What)?! People were killed brutally?!" Endou exclaimed.

"Yeah. We don't know who but it was cruel... And disgusting..." Fubuki said and sighed. "And just when we had our dinner!"

Fubuki then went to the toilet, probably to check up on Hiroto. Everyone heard this and had questions swirling in their heads. Who could've done these things? Why?

Anyways, it should be normal in the Dark Games... Right? Not everyone will kill others when they're not in a match but there's ought to be some who will... right? They decided to put it away...
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The next morning, they all woke up and cleaned themselves. Some of them were still not done (Tsunami) and taking their sweet time. Meanwhile some of them were making good use of time and reading the DarkPaper. Basically, it's the newspaper that publishes everything that happens in the Dark Games, notifying them of anything new. Like any new rules established or maybe a fight breaks out or maybe even a food fight. But... The front cover was shocking enough....

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Dun! Dun! Dun! What's gonna happen next? :DD hehe XD But I guess many of you can already guess what's going on haha. So... Please leave a comment and vote. Thanks ;)