YO, YO, YO, I'm here to let you know that I'm writing a new fanfiction! About Galactik Football. Obviously. Not sure where this one's going, and I usually write the story before posting it, but not this time! Nope, I'm going to torture you all with infrequent updates, as I myself so often endure! (I don't really mind, but it's nice to see an awesome story actually updated less than once a month…) Well, what are you waiting for? Get reading!

He still couldn't quite believe it. Here he was, standing in Genesis Stadium, surrounded by what looked like thousands upon thousands of people. The noise was incredible, people shouting and cheering and screaming.

It wasn't even the first time. This was the second half of what was not the first match. But that just made it better. All the more real.

He could hear them, the fans of his team. "Go, Snow, Go! Go, Snow, Go!" He could see opponents on the other side of the stadium, staring them down with iron in their fists and fire in their eyes.

He wondered if the other team felt as he did. If the electricity in the air stood their hair on end. If the roaring of the crowd made their hearts beat faster, their blood pump harder. If they could feel that heartbeat against their ribcage as they stood there, feel their blood pounding through their bodies. If the fire in their eyes also ignited in their hearts and souls and sent their fluxes wild 'til it filled them and they were astounded and grinning fiercely because they'd never felt like this before.

No, he realised, no they didn't. They couldn't, couldn't possibly. He was pretty damn sure his own team didn't feel like this. And, as he turned to take his position, as he saw his team, he knew that this was true; it was he who felt this way, him and him alone. And he loved it.

Ahito had never felt so alive.