(Part 10)

(AMERICA)= (USA International Airport)

Alan walked across the busy airport, his long centre parted blue hairs with red highlights dangled. His red eyes blinking per a difference of five seconds, he gazed at the crowded sight of the airport before him. Grasping a large bag behind his back he sighed turning around. "Well, I guess this is It." he bid his farewell smiling at the three figures standing behind him.

"So you're really leaving?" asked a boy with wavy blue hairs and yellow eyes. "I guess so. Thank you for taking care of me all this time Dennis." Alan replied. "Wahhh~" cried another one beside Dennis. His hairs light green and eyes purple he asked crying even harder, "Why are you leaving so hastily? Sniff... sniff... Do you know how much I'll miss you when you're gone? Who will play with me now?"

"Geez, Rex, why are you making a fuss in the middle of the airport? Look everyone including the kids are laughing at you." sighed another one, continuously dabbing his back consoling him. His short brown hairs and brown eyes shone brightly.

"Come on, Rexander. It's enough. No need to cry, you are a big boy now." said Dennis. "No~ I am still sad!" Rex still wailed. Alan exhaled, keeping his bag on the ground he walked towards him. "Come on, stop crying like that. It's not like it's the last time we are seeing each other. We will meet again." he assured.

"No! It is the last time Charles! The next time he comes back to meet us, it will only be in the world cup stadium as our enemy!" he exclaimed wiping his tears. His answer directed towards Charles instead of Alan. Alan hearing his words stood surprised soon smiling. "Geez… you really are a hard one to make." he murmured hugging him. "When I said we will meet again. We will. That's a promise alright?" he guaranteed ruffling his light green hairs. "Alright?" Alan asked him once more. Wiping his tears, Rex nodded. "Yes, it's a promise!"

"Good boy… now no crying." Alan coaxed. "If you all were to cry right now, then how do you expect me to leave?" he asked. Dennis and Charles looked at him smiling. "Alright, no need for sad memories. Take a lot's of care Alan okay?" said Charles. Alan nodded, "Yes… you all as well. Tell Izack to take care of himself as well too."

"Why ask them to tell me? Can't you say it to me on your own?" interrupted a voice.

Alan gazed the figure surprised. A young, tall boy with flaxen hairs and clear sky blue eyes made his way towards them. "Izack?! You're here?" asked Dennis and Charles together. "We thought you weren't coming because of practice?" Rex asked surprised too. Walking towards Alan Izack grinned.

"How can I not come when this little annoying brat is leaving? I had to cut short my practice just to come here." he stated patting Alan's head. Alan stared at him wordless. "Geez… as stubborn as always. A captain shouldn't be like this you know?" Alan teased. "So, you finally found out where your aim lies, right? A place where you and your heart truly belongs?" Izack questioned.

Alan gazing below apologized, "I'm sorry…" his expression blackened. "What's with the apology? Not everything lies within the place you were born. I think I told you this before. So just like I'm following mine, you follow your heart as well. This way you'll have fewer regrets in the end." Izack convinced. Alan smiled, "Thank you Izack…"

Suddenly a loud voice echoed around the airport, "Dear Passengers, seated for travelling on the flight B-7 from the USA International airport are requested to be on standby. The flight with leave shortly in fifteen minutes." Alan looked at the speakers. "Looks like its finally time." he spoke. "All of you take a lot's of care of yourself. Don't get hurt. Don't fight anyone unnecessarily. And make sure to become stronger. So that when I and my team come back to face you in the world cup, we have a great time!" he declared.

Izack grinned exclaiming, "Who do you think I am? Don't think we will let our guards down. After all, we are aiming to become champions this year!" Alan blinked his eyes stunned, soon a little mischievous smile taking over his face he claimed, "Well sorry then, Captain Izack. I don't think I will let you have that spot. Since, I am carving madly for it!"

"Well then… I am off!" he turned around walking towards the plane. "Wahh~!! Alan suddenly became cruel!!" cried Rex. "That's so like him." Dennis commented as Charles agreed. "The game is on Alan, Me and you versus the whole world! Get ready!" Izack challanged. Alan turned around to face him one last time. "Of course my best friend~ however, this time The world's mine and Pakistan's only to take! The boys I have this time are monsters!" he uttered proud, walking away waving his hand one last time.

Leaving the four figures behind, Alan strolled towards the plane's entrance. Dennis standing beside Izack asked, "You're worried about him right?" Izack sighed, "He has been with me since we were kids. Of course I am worried. But, just like America… Pakistan is also his home as well. I have no right to interfere in his decision. Not as his best friend."

Dennis eyed him seriously, "Even if he won't be the one playing?" Izack stared at Alan's back stern. "Yes… even if he won't be the one playing." he responded resolved. Dennis instantly exhaled, "You know, your kindness isn't going to leave you of anywhere, Izack. Even Alan said the same thing."

Suddenly Rex started to cry again, "Wah~ Alan left! I am already missing him!!" "And here we go again." Dennis uttered speechless. "Now deal with him." he old Izack walking away. Izack staring at Alan's back one last time walked away whispering, "Alan Rex Lorenzo… let us meet again in the world cup…"

Alan stared from the window inside the plane. "Pakistan… just you wait. Here I come." he stated beaming ardently.