Hidden Conquerors- Chapter 4

Ding,Dong...

Nhiiic..

-Good morning, Hachi.-Omega greeted.

-Ohayo, Omega, er, the battle is today, right?-Hachi asked.

-Yes, are you, per chance, nervous?-Omega answered.

-Kind-of...It's cause- do you know Goggles? -Hachi questioned.

-Yes...from a long time ago...

(We'll battle again, for sure!-Goggles said.)

-...He was one of the nicest people I've ever met...-Omega said.

-Good morning. Are you ready for your first battle? I know, I know, you're nervous, am I right?-Vintage greeted.

-I was nervous during my first battle too, eight years ago.-Vintage said.

-Heeey, Vintage! The battle is in 30 minutes still!-Red Sole exclaimed.

Vintage just stared at her. His blood-red eyes made the stare even more intense.

-Yes.-Vintage said.

-(Gyaaaah! he's waaaay too serious! I'm never gonna be able to tell him that thing...)-Red Sole thought.

-Hey, Vintage, was your first battle REALLY eight years ago...?-Hachi asked. -It's just-k'now, uh, I-kinda know you from somewhere.-Hachi blurted.

-Hm? You really think that? Yes, it REALLY happened eight years ago. Anyway, back to work. -Vintage smirked closing his eyes.

-To be honest, I thought of myself as a loser back then.

-(Ugh! Why do I ALWAYS lose?!)- Vintage remembered his past.

-...Really? But- I always hear amazing stories about you...-Hachi acknowledged.

(Awkward silence....)

-HEEEEEY! Goggles is calling usssssss!-Red Sole broke the awkward silence.

-Ah, yes. Let's go.-Vintage said.

-What? Goggles...Cancelled the battle? But why?-Vintage said, staring at the screen of his C.Q phone.

-Uh, Vintage, it says..."Hey, X. I, uh, did not want to battle you because I wanted to battle and destr- edit - other teams, not just The X-Blood AGAIN. So, uh see you!"- As Hachi read, she put her hands in front of her mouth. She did not only know him. HE knew her. And regardless of the fact she had amnesia, she still knew him. From 5 years ago, he wasn't like that before.

-V-Vintage...Something's wrong. Goggles wasn't like tha-Hachi stopped. Vintage was silently trembling. It was his hand.

-Ahem, yes, something IS wrong. But...-Vintage shuddered, one thing he hated the most in his life was remembering his past. He did not say anything about it, though.

After some minutes, when Hachi walked by the main room, she partially heard a loud beeping noise, then someone grunting. It was most likely to be Vintage, because his deep, yet soft-like voice was recognizable enough to make Hachi notice.

-Erm, Vintage, can I talk to you for a moment?-Hachi asked, peeking through the door.

-Gh...Yes. What's up?-Vintage sighed.

Hachi looked at his wrist. It was partly bandaged, and there were many scars on his wrist as well. They looked like cuts from a pocket-knife.

-Are-are you okay? You were trembling earlier.

-Well, 'sorta. I was remembering things.

-What things?

-My...Past.-Vintage said grimly.

-Your past? What part?

-The day when my best friend left me. Much like the same way as Goggles did just now. Uh, it's quite early. I think it's time for you to go eat lunch?-Vintage asked kindly, seeing that Hachi was skinny.

-Um,okay. I'll get going.-Hachi left the room. She did feel that he was not okay.

A while later...

-Uwah, hi Kaori.-Hachi greeted.

-So, how was the battle?-Kaori asked. She was serving nice-looking eggs and rice.

-There was, well...No battle.-Hachi blurted.

-What?! Why?-Kaori said in shock.

-Well, Goggles himself cancelled the battle. And Vintage was not very well about it. He said it was something from his past, and apparently, someone left his team a long time ago.

-Wait...I might know it.-Kaori said.

-That was the "Wakareta".

-The...Wakareta? But that means"Splitup" in Japanese...?

-Yes. It does. I'll tell you now what was it.

-Thanks for reading! -Nyx aka: tired author