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✦ Friendly Match
A tired sigh escapes Isagi's lips as he stretches his arms and yawns, letting out a brief groan of relief. Even though he was still quite young — 25, to be exact — his body felt like it had been run over by a truck. It had been an intense friendly match, which Re Al won by 1 point, but he felt as if he had spent the whole day training with Sae or something.
Lowering his arms, he looks over his shoulder and watches Sae, seeing that he was hurrying his way to the locker room. A brief laugh escapes Isagi's lips, after all, he was sure that he was in that state because he had won a match against Bunny by only 1 measly point.
His smile faded a little as he remembered Bunny, who was walking calmly toward the locker room, like Sae. It would always be uncomfortable to have to play against him, but it didn't matter as long as he continued to ignore him. He was grateful to Kaiser for always keeping him away, even though he didn't understand why he hated him so much.
Well, almost everyone hated how unpleasant Bunny could be, so he didn't question it too much.
— Thinking too much again? — Kaiser asks and puts his hand on the dark strands, pulling Isagi out of his reverie.
Then his eyes met Kaiser's, who was watching him with a fake look of disappointment.
— Of course not — he rolls his eyes and slaps the other's hand, removing it from his head. — I'm just tired, Michael.
Kaiser is silent for a few seconds and smiles slightly, opening his mouth to say something. Before he can say anything, Sae hurriedly passes by the two and says:
— Tired of a lukewarm game like that, Yoichi? You still have a lot to train for — he continues walking, as if it weren't him who had helped him get used to the new team for months.
Isagi blinks a few times and feels a drop run down his temple, looking at Sae without even knowing what to say about it, especially when he was so cynical. Kaiser, who was walking beside him, narrows his eyes and looks directly at Sae, who looks over his shoulder and gives him a cold, piercing stare.
Isagi looks from side to side and sighs, then slaps the back of Kaiser's head, causing him to turn around and let out a low groan of pain as he touches the spot where he was hit.
— Yoichi?!
— Cut the crap and let's go home — he says, pursing his lips slightly. — I'm making pizza tonight — he says with a sly smile.
Kaiser narrows his eyes and tries to say something again, but before he can even finish, someone comes running and jumps on Isagi's back, causing him to startle and wrap his legs tightly around his body, while balancing himself enough not to fall.
Realizing that he had just arrived, Kaiser feels veins popping around his face.
— Bachira?!
Smiling, he rests his chin on Isagi's shoulder, completely ignoring Kaiser's existence.
— Yoichi~ — He smiles wider and steps away from Isagi's back, standing face to face with him and placing his hands on his shoulders. — Let's eat something together today!
A drop of sweat rolls down his temple and he glances sideways at Kaiser.
— Bachira... Look… — He turns his gaze to him and tries to continue, but is interrupted.
A pout forms on Bachira's lips.
— It's been so long since we went out...
— Bachira, we went out together last week.
— Too long!!
Isagi sighs and shakes his head from side to side with his hand on his forehead.
— Look...
Bachira gives a big smile and takes his hands off Isagi's shoulders, immediately placing them on his cheeks and pulling him in to press his lips to his in a kiss.
Isagi and Kaiser's eyes widen, with the latter ready to punch Bachira to pull him away from Isagi. Being just a slightly prolonged peck — which, in Bachira's opinion, could last much longer and be better than a simple peck — Bachira pulls his lips away and steps back, giving a sly smile.
— I'll call you later to arrange a time to pick you up!
— Bachira!
He quickly looks at Kaiser, as if he had finally noticed that he was there, and licks his lips. More veins pulse across Kaiser's face and body, his hand almost forming a fist.
Then Bachira gives a sincere laugh and waves to Isagi, running off the field immediately. Sighing wearily, Isagi lightly slaps his hand to his face.
— I'll talk to him later...
✦ Hotel
Isagi drank his Kisfröccs with a certain discouragement in his eyes. If it were a normal day, outside the Champions League schedule, he would be drinking something much stronger than a casual drink like that, probably hooking up with someone and forgetting how much his life sucks.
Even though this was Isagi's first Champions League for Re Al, he didn't feel that excited about the start of the games. Sure, he would be playing alongside Sae and Kaiser, but his progress was so great with each game that when he saw how weak his opponents were in comparison to him, he felt like leaving the field.
"What a drag", he thinks, pouting and staring at his glass as he slowly swirls it around.
At the moment, he was at the Four Seasons hotel in Budapest, where the competition would take place the following day. It was a beautiful and comfortable place, large enough to accommodate the large number of players staying there.
Sighing, he brought the glass to his lips again.
— You look pretty pathetic there, Yoichi. — Suddenly, Kaiser sat down on the bench next to him, looking at him with a provocative, sharp smile, while resting his face in his hand. — Want some company, mein kleines Häschen?
Isagi looks at him out of the corner of his eye and rolls his eyes at the nickname, drinking each sip of his drink with relish. As he moves the glass away from his lips — feeling Kaiser's intense gaze on them — he licks the remaining traces and looks back at the almost empty glass.
— No, thank you — he whispers and rests his face in his hand.
Slowly removing the smile from his face, Kaiser maintains a more serious expression, already understanding perfectly what was happening there. With a quick movement, he sat down facing the counter and reached out his arm to the side, taking the glass from Isagi's hand, bringing it to his own lips and drinking everything that was left.
— Michael! — he exclaims, clearly irritated.
Kaiser gives a sly smile.
— Let's crush them tomorrow, Yoichi.
Isagi's eyes widened and sparkled, as if, at that moment, his world had become a little more colorful. His cheeks turned slightly red, but a defiant and slightly more animated smile appeared on his face, making Kaiser completely satisfied.
— Of course, Mihya.
When called that way in public, it was Kaiser's turn to widen his eyes and feel his cheeks flush, which were hidden by the dim lighting in the room. Swallowing hard, he parts his lips to continue the conversation, but suddenly, a completely familiar and disgusted person appears behind Isagi, placing his hands over the other's eyes.
— Huh?!
Seeing how confused the other person was, Bachira smiled mischievously and said nothing. Kaiser watched the situation with irritation, causing veins to pop out all over his face and pulse strongly, mainly because, as always, he was being ignored by that annoying bee.
Isagi touches both hands with some care, trying to identify them by touch alone. A few seconds pass — but they feel like hours to Kaiser — and finally, Isagi realizes that only one person would do that so suddenly, especially when he was with Kaiser.
— Bachira! — he exclaims and removes his hands from his eyes, immediately turning the bench around and facing him, while holding his hands on his lap.
— Well? Was I discovered so easily? — He tilts his head to the side and gives an amused smile.
— Of course — he sighs.
Bachira shrugs and raises his hands, still together.
— Did you see our game, Yoichi? — He has an excited smile on his face and his eyes are shining with anticipation.
Isagi blinks a few times, but soon gives a gentle and welcoming smile.
— Yes! You guys were awesome! — he says, slightly excited as he remembers his friend's game. — Your plays with Bunny were perfect! And your final goal was incredible!
Bachira's cheeks feel hotter than ever. Feeling his body soften with his beloved's compliments, he swallows hard and, without even thinking, brings their faces closer together. Before they knew it, their lips were pressed together, as if they were made for each other.
Isagi raises both eyebrows in surprise and moans softly at the sudden contact. Bachira closes his eyes and moves his mouth calmly, turning his head to the side as he slides his tongue into the middle of that mess. Although somewhat surprised, Isagi grants the necessary permission, closing his eyes in sequence and surrendering to his friend's sincere and passionate touches.
For Kaiser, that scene was more than an insult. His vision was red and he felt a murderous impulse that Bachira Meguru could easily awaken. Would killing someone outside his country get him arrested? Honestly, he was really curious about that.
When the kiss became even more intimate, with some signs of wandering hands, Kaiser mentally thanked Isagi for interrupting that horror movie scene. Their lips parted and they both breathed heavily with red cheeks — and the sight of Isagi panting and blushing would cause an instant erection in Kaiser, if, of course, it wasn't something caused by Bachira.
— What a killjoy, Yoichi — he says and licks his lips, then rolls his eyes upward and fixes his gaze on Isagi.
— We're in public, Bachira — he sighs.
Still a little dazed, he just ignores it and presses his mouth against the side of Isagi's neck, giving him a few brief kisses that make him shiver.
— Hum... Can I come to your room tonight? — he asks, kissing his earlobe.
— I have a game tomorrow… — he whispers, letting out a few short sighs.
— It doesn't matter, we can switch.
At that moment, it was as if Kaiser and no one else existed around them.
And that was what made Kaiser's blood boil the most.
"I'm definitely going to kill that fucking insect", he thinks, getting up from the bench.
✦ Gala Party
Luxury wasn't something Isagi cared about that much. Of course, like everyone else, he liked to have a peaceful life and be able to buy what he wanted. However, he usually thought it was excessive how PIFA liked to squander the money they had and make a simple award ceremony into something huge.
Isagi pulled at the collar of the white dress shirt he wore under his navy blue suit jacket. As a professional soccer player, he should have been used to formal and fancy clothes, but for some reason he couldn't understand, he could never get used to them.
Looking sideways and squinting, he observes how the contrast between him and Kaiser is almost comical. The other walks with a confident demeanor, as if he were completely accustomed to this type of occasion and Isagi was an idiot for hating to wear formal clothes. On the other side was Sae, who had his usual bored look, maintaining an elegant and calm pose, with his hand in his pocket. Isagi's eyes sparkled a little at the sight.
"These two are annoying me", he thought, looking ahead and putting his hand on his hair, throwing it back and sighing.
Around them, The Best FIFA Football Awards was taking place, an annual event where participants compete for an award and can splurge and enjoy the pure glamour that soccer can provide. As usual, Isagi was not the winner, but he didn't care that much, after all, everything about soccer was a drag.
Then, reluctantly, Isagi sat down at a table with his two teammates. There were many photographers and important players around. However, Isagi just wanted to leave, take a shower, and lie down in his bed. Discouraged, he rested his face in his hand and looked around carefully. Near them were the teams of some of his friends he hadn't seen in a while — after all, the season was full of things to do.
The first ones Isagi could see were the Manshine City players. More specifically, his eyes focused on Chigiri and Reo, who were chatting happily, and a small smile formed on his lips. Even though he was at such a boring event, he was definitely happy to see his friends happy. However, after a few seconds, he remembered Nagi and his chest tightened a little, the smile disappearing instantly.
It had only been a few days since Nagi had officially announced his retirement, but it was still a little difficult for Isagi to accept it all.
Sighing, he decided to look in another direction. At another nearby table, the PXG players were gathered. He could see Karasu, Shidou, and Charles talking animatedly — too animatedly, Isagi might say — while on the opposite side, Rin had an irritated look on his face and Loki was laughing quietly, but making it clear that he was enjoying the situation at the table.
Suddenly, Isagi's head is pulled back — in a way that even hurt a little — and an excited smile appears in his field of vision. Realizing who it was, he sighed again and crossed his arms, relaxing a little. He had been seeing him more often than usual in the last few days.
— Hello.
— Hi! — he exclaims and smiles even wider, if that's possible.
Isagi gives a small smile.
— What are you doing?
Bachira doesn't stop smiling for a moment. Not even when he feels two angry glances coming from that table.
— Admiring you, of course. — Isagi's cheeks grow slightly warm. — You look amazing in that suit!
Isagi raises one eyebrow and lifts one hand, touching the tip of his index finger to Bachira's nose.
— You're exaggerating, idiot — he says, bringing his finger to his collar again and pulling it a few times. — I just want to get this off quickly.
Without any modesty or shame, Bachira makes him look at his and says:
— If you want, I can do it for you!
Isagi's eyes widen and he feels his cheeks burning from the sudden flirting.
— Bachira!
— Hehehe!
Giving a brief laugh, his cheeks flush and he brings their faces even closer, pressing his lips to his in a peck.
Kaiser's eyes widen and his vision turns red. That was absurd! Isagi hated being kissed in public, so how could he allow that? Biting his lip hard, he realizes that Sae, despite trying to hide it, is watching the scene with a frown. No wonder. They didn't get along, but they agreed that Bachira Meguru was more than ready to die.
After a few seconds, they both separated.
Bachira quickly moved away and gave a big smile, his cheeks slightly flushed.
— See you later, Yoichi! — he exclaimed and turned on his heels, heading towards Barcha's table.
Kaiser's gaze returned to Isagi again, and he saw how the other hid his face in his hands, his ears reddened, whispering that he would kill Bachira later.
Yes, he definitely agreed with that.
✦ Behind the scenes
— That's all the questions for today! — The presenter exclaims, microphone in hand, a cheerful smile and elegant posture. — Thank you all for coming!
Bunny gives a small smile and tilts his head slightly to the side, a pleasant expression on his face.
— Whenever you need — he says softly, which elicits a brief laugh from the presenter.
As the presenter said goodbye to everyone, looking at the camera, Isagi watched the reaction of the other strikers with a certain amusement on his face. At that moment, Isagi and a few other strikers from European teams were participating in a program about soccer trivia.
Even though he was used to things like interviews and the like, he wasn't in the mood for shows like that. If it weren't for Kaiser and his manager, he would definitely be at home, watching a series or movie, reading some manga, or playing a game. His lack of enthusiasm for things involving soccer always showed, even though it extended to things he liked at times.
When the lights went out and the program's production staff began to organize themselves to put away the equipment, Isagi sighed wearily and got up from his chair, ignoring everyone around him. His social battery was depleted. His eyes followed the table with some drinks and sophisticated snacks — after all, they were soccer stars and couldn't eat just anything — so he turned on his heel and headed toward his goal.
Despite hearing some voices in the background, he just kept going and stopped next to the table, soon observing the variety of things that were there. There were some alcoholic beverages he liked, a few different juices, and appetizers that Isagi mostly hated. Regardless of whether he had become rich or not, some foods did not appeal to him. In the past, there were no foods he hated that much, but as he traveled the world and tasted a wider variety of things, he realized that he couldn't like everything, even if he tried hard.
In the end, he just decided to get a white peach juice that appealed to him and a Jamón Serrano croquette. His manager would probably freak out if he saw him eating something outside of his standard diet, but he didn't care at all.
— Hmm. — A specific voice catches Isagi's attention, and he turns his gaze to the side. — We just finished and you're already eating like a rat?
Isagi rolls his eyes.
— Shut up, Rin — he says, turning his eyes forward again and grabbing another croquette. — Once in a while won't kill anyone.
Rin approaches and takes a piece of tortilla, eating it next to Isagi. Realizing that his rival was doing the same thing he was, Isagi gives a sly smile and the other rolls his eyes almost immediately.
— Aren't you doing the same thing I am?
— I don't know what you're talking about — he says and closes his eyes, practically ignoring Isagi's presence there.
Giving a brief laugh, Isagi regains some of his good humor. Suddenly, another familiar presence appears on the other side of Isagi, drawing his attention away from Rin.
— You'll get fat if you keep this up, Rin-chan, Yoichi — Bachira says and takes a glass of wine, bringing it to his lips and drinking while wearing a sly smile on his face.
Isagi crosses his arms and tilts his head to one side, looking at him with a sly smile on his face as well.
— Alcohol also makes you fat, Bachira — he whispers, causing him to instantly freeze in the middle of his sip of wine.
Seeing his friend's reaction, he laughs again and thinks about what Bachira had just said. Without thinking too much about it, he reaches for the hem of his shirt and lifts it up slightly, looking at his abdomen. Isagi tilts his head to one side and pouts briefly, and Bachira and Rin's eyes widen slightly at the sight.
Lately, Isagi had noticed that he was slightly thinner than he should be. Maybe it was because he didn't feel like eating at times and skipped some meals?
"Should I gain weight...?", he thinks and raises one of his eyebrows.
Suddenly, his arm is grabbed and he begins to be dragged away. Blinking a few times, he looks over his shoulder and realizes that the one pulling him is none other than Kaiser, who looks angry and has a vein throbbing in his temple.
— Michael?
— We have things to do, Yoichi. We can't waste any more time here.
It was as if several questions appeared above his head. Did he and Kaiser have more commitments in their schedules that he didn't remember?
Then, once again suddenly, his other arm is pulled, separating him from Kaiser for a moment. When he looked ahead again, he realized that the one holding him was Bachira, who had a smile on his face. Before Isagi could ask what he needed, Bachira immediately approached him and held his face with both hands, giving him a peck on the lips.
Seeing this, Kaiser can hear some exclamations of surprise and the sounds of camera flashes going off. Almost immediately, he grabs Isagi — who is wide-eyed in complete surprise — by his free hand and pulls him close to him, breaking the kiss and clenching his jaw.
With anger on his face, he looks at Bachira, who licks his lips and gives a sly smile.
— See you later! — he says and turns on his heels, returning to the table of appetizers and drinks.
Oh, shit. Kaiser would have to find a way to convince everyone not to share anything. Even if it meant giving away his entire fortune.
✦ Cryotherapy
An agonizing silence reigned in the Re Al locker room.
After another friendly match against Barcha, Isagi and Kaiser were the only ones left there, in their respective ice baths. With the water up to his chest and wearing only his underwear, Isagi shivered from head to toe, eager to get out of that freezing hell. Kaiser, who had his arms resting on the edge of his tub, smiled sidelong as he looked at him from not too far away.
— Calm down, mein liebe — he said, resting his face in his hand, causing a few drops of water to fall to the floor. — You'll get used to it soon.
Isagi narrowed his eyes and looked at him with an angry expression.
— Shut up, you fucking idiot — he whispered and pulled his chest closer to his legs. — If you hadn't been arguing with those idiots, we would have already finished this!
Kaiser lets out a brief laugh, finding Isagi's irritation clearly amusing. Actually, Isagi was completely right. They could have won the friendly match, but the other players were too annoying, so he couldn't let it slide. He was Michael Kaiser. He would never back down in any situation, after all, he was fully aware of his abilities and knew that no one could beat him if he had to fight hand-to-hand.
Anyway, forgetting about the stupid argument from earlier, Kaiser observes Isagi more closely. He directs his gaze to Isagi's neck, which had no marks left behind, and moves down, observing his collarbones with some red marks due to the massive flow of blood on the surface of the skin and the goosebumps.
— Why... am I feeling such a perverted gaze... on me? — he says in pauses, trying to process what was happening and keeping his face as angry as he could.
Kaiser feigns surprise.
— Oh no, have I been found out?
Isagi narrows his eyes and Kaiser raises his arms in surrender.
Pow!
The door opens, startling them both.
When they realize who is there, Isagi's eyes widen and Kaiser clenches his jaw.
— Bachira!? — he exclaims, confused. — What are you doing here? We're in Re Al's locker room!
Without answering the question, he looks around, noticing Kaiser's presence but ignoring him. Unlike them, Bachira was already fully dressed, having probably already finished his cryotherapy. He entered the room and walked toward Isagi, seeing him in the situation he was in.
— Yoichi! — he exclaims and kneels near the bathtub, his hands on the edge. — Want me to help you heat things up?
Isagi blinks a few times and tilts his head to the side, even more confused than before. Kaiser takes a deep breath, growing increasingly irritated. He wanted to grab that damn bee's head and sink it in the pool. Would Isagi keep it a secret if he asked him nicely?
— Stop this madness — he says and shudders again. — Come on, get out of here before they find you and you get hurt.
Interrupted, his face is held and his cold lips touch Bachira's warm ones. His eyes widen and he tries to pull away, but Bachira only deepens the kiss, tilting his head to the side and entering Isagi's mouth with his tongue, already invading completely without asking for permission.
Kaiser grips the edge of the bathtub tightly, threatening to crack it at any moment.
With even more eagerness, he slides his hand across Isagi's face and places it on his blue hair, bringing them even closer than before. A low moan escapes Isagi's mouth, making Bachira even more excited and Kaiser lose what little patience he had left.
And when Bachira, not caring about getting his uniform wet, ran his hand down his body, down his shoulder and into the water, Kaiser immediately stood up.
Feeling the murderous intent close to him, Bachira smiles between kisses and quickly moves away, dodging a blow that Kaiser delivered. Smiling slyly, he shifted his gaze between the two. Isagi's face was slightly reddened, and Kaiser's face was filled with rage, ready to punch Bachira.
Well, his mission there was complete.
— See you next time, Yoichi!
That was the last straw.
Kaiser definitely needed to do something about this.
✦ Meeting (+1)
Isagi looked at Kaiser with some apprehension.
— Michael...
— Hmm?
— Why did you come along? — he asks, a drop of sweat rolling down his temple. — Only former Blue Lock members were invited.
Kaiser shrugs, ignoring this fact.
As Isagi said, they were both going to a meeting of former Blue Lock members. Although they always ended up seeing each other at games and friendlies, the life of a professional player was busy and the difference in countries was frustrating, so they couldn't see each other more often. That's why they agreed to meet during the off-season, when their schedules didn't conflict.
Well, that agreement was only between them. Even though Kaiser had participated in the Neo Egoist League, he was not a member of Blue Lock. Besides, most of them couldn't stand him at all.
— I'm just keeping you company on the way — he says and reaches for his dark blue hair and messes it up slightly. — Can't I?
Isagi frowns at the false display of concern and grabs his hand, pulling it off his head and looking up, squinting his eyes and not letting go of Kaiser's hand, who feels the tips of his ears get slightly warm.
— If you show up there, they'll kill you.
A sly smile appears on Kaiser's face, without letting go of the embarrassment of having Isagi holding his hand.
— Is that concern, Yoichi? — He changes his smile to something more malicious. — Don't worry. You know very well how strong I am.
Isagi sighs heavily and lets go of Kaiser, immediately putting both hands in his pockets. Involuntarily, Kaiser pouts and looks ahead again. As he does so, he realizes that they are already close to the agreed-upon coffee shop. As they always did, it was probably reserved so that no one would have to deal with crazy fans disturbing their peace.
Then, finally, they arrive.
Isagi slowly opens the door and smiles excitedly when he sees that almost everyone is already there. Kaiser closes the door behind them and watches his friend's expression closely as he enters the place. It was rare to see Isagi so excited about something these days, so aside from his plan, the idea of coming here wasn't so bad after all.
Kaiser lets a brief smile escape and puts his hands in his pockets, following Isagi.
— Yoichi! — Bachira exclaims, getting up from the bench and running towards his friend to hug him.
Even with some ridiculous disguises, Kaiser could see some familiar faces, such as Rin—which surprised him, considering how unbearable and similar to his brother he was—Nagi, Reo, Chigiri, Kunigami, Raichi, Igaguri, Gagamaru, Barou, among a few others who were of no importance.
Igaguri was the first to notice Kaiser's presence.
— W-what the hell is Kaiser doing here?!
The others immediately turned their gaze to him, who smiled slyly. Isagi sighed and moved away from Bachira, stopping next to Kaiser.
— He came to bring me — he said and rolled his eyes.
Seeing everyone's expressions of clear discomfort and disgust at his presence there, Kaiser just keeps smiling and grabs Isagi's waist, pulling him closer.
— It will always be a great displeasure to see all of you — he says and looks away to Isagi, thus crossing their gazes. Gently, he holds his chin and pulls it up slightly, as he did the first time they met. — As my work is now done, mein liebe, I will leave.
Isagi's eyes widen slightly, surprised by the action, and he just nods his head. Kaiser could feel the sharp stares on his skin, but he didn't care, as he was used to things far more dangerous than simple glances from jealous little shits.
Without letting Isagi say a word, he brought his lips closer and pressed them together in an initially slow kiss. The expressions of surprise and irritation are loud and clear, but Kaiser is not distracted from his goal. Isagi puts his hand against his chest, but being clearly stronger, this did not result in anything, only in deepening their kiss.
Kaiser asks for passage with his tongue and, even embarrassed, Isagi accepts, melting in complete delight at the touch. Unable to resist any longer, Isagi grabs Kaiser's shirt with his fingertips, squeezing it with some force. This makes him excited to make it even better, so, with pure eagerness, he moves his hand down from his waist to Isagi's buttocks, squeezing them eagerly.
After a few seconds, the lack of air makes itself felt, forcing them to separate. Only a thread of saliva maintained the intimate connection, with their panting breaths coming into contact with each other. With a certain sadness at having to stop, Kaiser lets go of Isagi, leaving him slightly stunned. He would probably take a few punches later, but he was prepared.
Kaiser looks at everyone and smiles more at their angry expressions. Immediately, his eyes focused on Bachira, who had his jaw clenched and a fist formed in his hand.
— See you later, Yoichi — he says and simply turns on his heel to leave.
Yes, he had definitely managed to show that Yoichi was his, not Bachira's.