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How to truly get Kaiser attracted to you in real life (Also featuring Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi and Bachira Meguru)

If you ever coincidentally were in Blue Lock, it would matter on status ranks and observations on how Kaiser would treat you. He may be called the Emperor but that’s for a reason. He acts like one. To all the lowly slaves that don’t matter to him, he’ll never even bat an eye towards them completely undermining their potential by just one glance into their eyes with his own blue ones.

Kaiser was cold, distant and aloof to those who tried to speak to an emperor who had no time for them on all levels of communication. But that wasn’t just it. Have you ever wondered why Kaiser acted indifferent towards everyone on Bastard München except Isagi and Ness?

Ness is his dog, someone who he can use to his advantage to achieve the goals and dreams written down in permanent ink from the left side of his neck down to his arm ending at his left hand. The emperor’s right hand assistant who will eventually get thrown into the sharks in a life or death situation.

Isagi was different. COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. Kaiser noticed something in Isagi that he didn’t find in any other player in Bastard München, let alone Blue Lock. His adaptation, his evolving, his perseverance, his determination to be the best in the world.

Every player had a story of their own on the field but it was always so reflected and guarded by their own trauma that they didn’t have the potential alone to get past it and unlock a whole new version of themselves.

Isagi didn’t have a backstory. He didn’t have trauma. Everyone knows that, even you, reader. But that’s what makes him special. Because he didn’t have depression or trauma to think about. He didn’t have suffering, anger, depression, he had passion, determination and so much more.

Kaiser noticed his evolution, how he evolved in every single match he played and discovered new things bit by bit in the puzzle pieces. Isagi was moving too fast, so fast that Kaiser could hardly keep up. In Kaiser’s mental state, he had a hierarchy and Isagi was rising up.

Isagi was a king who could overthrow Kaiser off his throne.

That’s why Kaiser shifted personality with Isagi. Metaphorically in the manga, Kaiser put him on his stage because he wanted to see how high Isagi’s perimeters could go. The more Isagi dawdled, the more he would bore Kaiser. That’s what Kaiser meant in the manga when he said that he would “lose interest”.

A king focus on the jesters for entertainment but if they showed unpredictability, it just excited them even more. However, if they dawdled and bored them, they would be tossed away like garbage.

Kaiser was nicknamed the Emperor because he THINKS like one. Isagi was a rogue king that had the capabilities and potential to overthrow Kaiser and claim the throne for himself despite their differences in experience and status.

It’s why Kaiser put more attention on Isagi. He didn’t want Isagi let out of his sight because he knew the more he let Isagi rise in his own hierarchy, the more capable and powerful Isagi could be to defeat Kaiser.

So if you ever ended up on his team, the least to say is…Make it as worth it as you can to impress the emperor as his new jester in the castle.

Sae Itoshi hardly cared for any player in the U20 team. None of them met his expectations, let alone could shoot a ball into the net. Even if you were high rising, it would just be an excuse for Sae to crush your ego down even more.

He didn’t care about how high your perimeters could go or your capabilities, he cared about how high they could go against him.

He cared about how you could handle yourself in the drastic situations of his intelligence and strategies in soccer. Normally, people would shy away and their surprise and cowardice was something he would feed off of.

If you did handle yourself calmly in the crossfire of his capabilities, then you would already be put on his list for crushing. The important thing is how you handle it.

Sae finds flaws in whatever crosses his path. A simple curve shot? Predicted, off the expected spot it should hit, not a perfected stance and definitely not enough magnus force projected from the wind onto the ball.

If you paid attention to these small details and perfected them despite impatience, it would prove to yourself how determined you were. It would prove to Sae that you were a machine, exactly like him who didn’t care about one’s emotions on the field.

He would focus his eye on you and study you, top to bottom analyzing, predicting, assuming every single detail from the smallest strand of your hair to the laces of your neon green sneakers.

Sae cared about these small things for a reason. It would prove how deep your desire truly was for soccer and how far you were willing to go for it.

As stated in season 2 Episode 14 in his introduction towards the U20 team and the confidence of starting forward Sendou, he stated himself “The depth of your desire is nowhere near mine.”

But what if it was near his? Then he would relish in the fact someone was similar to him, not outwardly of course. So in the end, it doesn’t matter how much you try, it matters how much you try in the face and talent of Sae Itoshi.

Rin Itoshi didn’t care for anyone. One of the main reasons he played soccer was for his brother. His obsession and determination to murder his brother (ironically of course), and destroy anyone who gets in the way of his goal.

THE DESTROYER, overwhelmed by his past now reflecting it on his future.

There would only be 2 conditions in which you would be in his line of sight.

One: you served as a useful tool to him towards his goal. A potential midfielder to pass to him and score successful goals and assists like how Sae did to Shidou in the U20 match versus Bluelock? Definitely could be used to copy his brother and also prove him wrong on his taste of players.

Two: You’re an obstacle that he wants to destroy and get rid of and keeps his eye on you in case you manage to surpass him, on the field or off. Challenges served as a distraction for Rin Itoshi because he didn’t think, he acted on his emotions.

To be put in the middle of the carnage and bloodline of Rin Itoshi, you would need to be put in his line of sight for one of these two conditions.

So which one are you choosing?

The one in which you serve as a useful companion to develop your own passing skills and status as the Killer Duo only to possibly get thrown away in the end if you haven’t gotten to him enough

The one in which you’re an obstacle he needs to torture and destroy to ensure you never get in his way again. A distraction he needs to study, exploit, chase and mentally try to break as much as he can in order to stay in his line of sight.

Bachira Meguru observed everyone around him but it wasn’t him who controlled his decisions. It was his monster.

He stuck with Isagi in Season One due to the fact that his monster saw another monster deep inside Isagi that was just begging to be let out. A worthy companion that wouldn’t abandon Bachira and that they could use to grow together.

If you truly wanted to be in Bachira’s line of sight, you already are. The only difference is that you need to shine above others to his monster, to be controlled by an inexplicable force.

You need not to think, you need to feel.

You would need to serve as a worthy companion to Bachira and a flower that could bloom and cherish his uniqueness to grow together. That’s what Bachira ever truly wanted. To be loved and noticed by people that he could rise above, all thanks to them.

Bachira was independent, he had learned that during childhood but his monster saw dependency in certain people and if you truly were one of those people, well you might just have a chance with the monster itself.

#kaiser michael #itoshi sae #rin itoshi #bachira meguru #inner self

Sae Itoshi (random thoughts in bed once again BAHAHAHA)

(Let me know if I should write more characters in the comments thank youuu)

#sae itoshi x y/n #sae itoshi x reader #soccer #college girl #siblings #family drama

Kaiser as my obsession and all I could ever live for in life. (Random thoughts in bed at night I want to express)

You weren’t necessarily the type to go out and party. You loved staying inside and rotting in your bed but at your age, it was rather a targeted weakness. You were conservative, only wore black and occasionally dark read and it was always baggy clothes that never allowed anyone to get a hint of those curves underneath.

You had no friends besides the fake friends that only stuck by you for copying homework or just for calculating prom dresses or makeup bags on the spot that they weren’t planning on inviting you to the events where they wanted to wear them.

Your life was a sad miserable ball that repeated its course day by day, week per week. Occasionally, some extreme bullying would take place such as pushing you around, giving you black eyes and other bruises or just downright saying the harshest words you could ever hear or say in existence to a human being on planet Earth.

At this point, you were so used to it, you rarely cried anymore….not until you looked at Michael Kaiser for the first time. Well, it wasn’t necessary a look, it was more of a glance through the hallway. A mere random glance around simply to entertain yourself with observances on who was there.

Michael Kaiser, Bastard München’s ace forward and star striker recently scoring hat tricks and signature goals, one of the most popular guys in the school and a manipulative womanizer whom, wherever he walked, got flocked and feathered by a bunch of girls and oh boy, did he enjoy the attention. His hair was blond with blue dyed edges like waves crashing into the sea at dusk, his eyes blue like the deepest ocean cave pearls you could ever find, and his body was athletic, hot, and built with determination, ego, and hours and hours of pain and suffering.

You didn’t care about any of the guys or girls here and you obviously knew he was toxic, you weren’t stupid. But something about his eyes just entranced you, like they were hypnotizing you into an oceanic abyss that you could never escape from.

And that was the day you met Michael Kaiser from afar.

The day after, you couldn’t get him out of your mind. He was everywhere in your head, in your thoughts, in your dreams and even in your hallucinations. Was his effect on people really that intense? You could get an introspect on how he really got girls flocking around him.

These random thoughts and dreams soon turned into obsession and love. You recognized, acknowledged, and studied every single thing and detail you could find about him, from the first strand of his beautiful mullet hair down to the laces of his neon green sneakers he always wears on the field.

You weren’t the kind of obsessive person to have a shrine or photos of him in your locker at school. If you ever did, you would have been caught and humiliated right on the spot with your poor reputation and status. You had one photo. Only one. One was all you ever needed or wanted. You kept it under your pillow and convinced your intrusive parents that you could make your own bed and clean your own room so they wouldn’t find the photo.

They were always so into your life, you never felt safe at home in your own rare privacy anymore. That one photo was him scoring his famous kaiser impact with his leg fully straightened, the ball going into the net perfectly, with the sun reflecting on his smirk and the goalkeeper’s shocked face at the right angle, and the crowd cheering from all sides of the stadium at his executive goal.

You had to trick the photographer of this image by taking it, promising to pay him if he let you print it at a negotiable price. After a while, he soon agreed and you did print out a photo but you gave the printed photo to him and kept the original one to yourself and payed him. After a few weeks, he hardly noticed anything since you also forged his own signature on the back. That meant the photo was officially yours now.

It was the only source of happiness you could ever get in your life. When you had a hard day at school, it would always be there under your pillow waiting for you to come cry to it or admire it or hug it wishing he was next to you. What kind of person would want to be next to you anyway? You push those thoughts out of your mind and head to school the next morning. You were at your locker, back turned to the hallway as you got your books for math class.

Suddenly you felt someone grabbing your hair and a snip. You Turn around, only to find kaiser smirking down at you with your hair in his hand. His beautiful eyes only looked even better from your angle despite his mocking tone. Him and his friends pushed you around and knocked you over on the ground as everyone laughed and recorded. Your hair was cut to pieces leaving an uneven ball of who knows what.

You grabbed your ears, clogging them with your hands to muffle thr laughter as you didn’t even bother looking up at your crush, let alone obsession who was smirking right down at you and saying the harshest things with his voice. But….his voice was majestic, like swimming in mountain seas with its silky and velvety demeanor.

You waited as they got bored and left and you ran back home, your hood over your head so no one could see the condition your hair was in. Your parents were still at work as you cut your hair evenly and lied down on your bed staring up at that same picture in your arms in a whole new light than before. He was cocky, arrogant, egoistic, and a bastard who would only bring harm and sadness in your life but as this point, you didn’t care anymore.

One night your fake friends invited you to a famous Halloween party as they sat there flirting with hot guys as you leaned against a wall in the corner looking at your drink as it swerved around in the cup. You glance once, your eyes searching the crowd for Michael as you find him talking to one of his friends with 2 girls all over him.

You glanced back towards your cup and continued swerving it since that was the only entertainment you would get tonight. You glanced one more time, then twice, then thrice but making it all subtle and even unnoticeable. He was smirking, enjoying his time and basking in the attention the girls were giving him. You wished you could be one of those girls, staring into his eyes all you wanted and holding onto his arm like a goddamn sloth who hangs off trees.

You needed a break. After your friends got drunk and forgot about you like always, you went to a random room upstairs and lied down on the bed and took long deep breaths knowing you were safe here for a few hours before the party died down. You heard a knock after an hour when you were feeling much more calmer, you opened the door expecting to find some drunk teenagers wanting to make out but found Kaiser…in his really hot vampire costume and those fangs…you just really wanted them to sink into your ne-your thoughts were interrupted as he spoke up.

“May I come in?”

You step aside, not saying a word, not yet at least. All you were wearing was a baggy black hoodie and jeans and boots. Damn, way to dress up for a party, Y/N. He moves past you sitting on the bed and crossing his legs, smirking at you as he puts his palm on his chin. You speak up, intrigued and not wanting another barber session:

“What are you here for?”

Kaiser chuckles darkly, a chuckle so entrancing it made you want to collapse on your knees right there and then.

“Listen, I know you like me. You didn’t make it obvious, that’s for sure but I know damn well you like me. You’re crazy about me. I didn’t recognize it at first when I cut your hair but tonight, I saw you glancing at me like I was a diamond in a sea of rocks. Care to elaborate for me, Prinzessin?”

That nickname. You wanted to collapse in awe but you were strong enough to push down your desires and explain.

“I just….something about you entrances me. I don’t know what it is, if it’s your eyes, your looks, your shitty infuriating personality but either way, I’m obsessed about you. You’re right, I am crazy about you but you know the reasons so don’t try to get me to explain you something you already know.”

Kaiser smirks, even wider this time and stands up from the bed, moving behind you and whispering in your ear.

“I have a proposition for you.”

His voice moves like silk in your ear, moving down your spine. He was breathing so heavily, you felt like drooling but held back.

“What is the proposition?”

“I’ll give you one night with me but you give me something in return. Set me up on a date with that friend of yours, Lizzy is it? And if you do, then we meet up at my place and have our own fun, deal?”

Of course he would be interested in Lizzy. She was popular, skinny, and she wore revealing clothes and acted dumb for boys to tutor her. She was crazy about Kaiser specifically. You didn’t think twice before saying it as long as you got something in return.

“Deal. I’ll do what you want with Lizzy and we have our own fun.”

Kaiser snickers mockingly and says:

“Great. It’s a deal then. See you around, Schätzen.”

He licks her ear subtilely, tasting her allowing her and himself a little spoiler of what’s to come soon. He slips his number into her pocket and leaves the room, winking back at her one last time before shutting the door. You stood there, frozen in shock and licking your lips feeling his taste on your ear. You reached into your pocket, feeling the paper with his number on it knowing you got a chance for your dream.

You left the party and the next Monday at school, you went up to Lizzy who was casually doing her makeup at her locker with your other 2 fake friends. You easily convinced Lizzy despite some condescension on her part that Kaiser wanted her. Lizzy cheered and left in a hurry to get changed, easily skipping school. You watched from behind a tree in the night as her and Michael went into a luxurious restaurant, laughing and having a good time.

You knew what he was doing with you was completely fake but just watching him laugh, even if it was hardly genuine, was something that made your anger boil. You watched after a few hours as he paid the bill and took Lizzy to a rose garden. Blue roses. His favorite. That sent a sharp sting to your heart. You knew better than anyone he loved blue roses. It still hurt he was showing them to someone else.

You went back home and sat in your room and after a few minutes, you got a message on your phone. You opened it seeing it’s Kaiser and you open the message to read.

“You did exactly what I wanted, better than I expected so I’ll make our little night together worth it. Meet me at my place at midnight. I’ll send you the address. Wear yourself something nice. See you then, Süße.”

You blushed like tomato and wore your nice crimson red dress with a slit in your thigh area going a bit high up. You wore some nice earrings and black boots in a fashionable style and went over to his place sneaking out the window to not alert your parents.

You stood in front of his mansion as you saw the window to his room was open. You climbed the tree and entered his room by the window. You looked around seeing the emperor bed with him shirtless laying on it on his phone. He looked up finding you, looking you up and down, checking you out shamelessly as he tossed his phone aside and gestured to you in a seductive manner, licking his lips.

You walked over to his bed, taking off your boots and sitting down next to him. He looked at you, still checking you out, finding it hard to believe you were actually wearing something different for once. He out a hand on your thigh slit, sliding under it and went on top of you. He kissed you and he felt…incredible against you. You moaned softly, never feeling this before as he groaned, pushing his tongue down your throat. The next morning, you woke up finding the cold side of the bed next to you leaving you with all the sensations and memories he gave you.

You saw a little note on his side of the bed and opened it.

“Last night was amazing. I’ve never felt as much with another woman. I’m at practice right now but otherwise, I would have stayed in bed longer with you. Get some sleep and food from the fridge. Maybe it won’t just be one night from now on…”

You got some sleep and changed before cleaning up his room and house and leaving. This happened more times than you could count, and every single time was definitely worth it. One night, just before you were about to fall asleep with his hand running through your newly grown hair and your head on his naked chest, his voice cut through the silent ambiance of the room softly into your ear.

“Liebe, why do you still stay with me even when I’m one of the worst players in the school? I’ve cheated on you this month with seven girls and you don’t seem to care. Why?”

You answered without even thinking into his own ear so it can pass into his head.

“Because I love you. I’m obsessed with you and you’re everything to me. I don’t ever want to leave you. I just want to be yours, over and over again. I remember the nights I’ve cried and yearned for you, staring at that picture while imagining you by my side like this. You don’t love me. You don’t want me but I want you and I need you. Your touch and words are the only things I’m living for and I don’t ever want to let you go.

Kaiser kissed down her neck, breathing heavily aroused by her explanation and as they fell asleep in each other’s arms, it was painfully obvious that none of them were gonna be leaving each other tomorrow or ever in this world’s eternity.

#blue lock #blue lock kaiser #michael kaiser #obsession thinking #obsessive love #kaiser x reader

Rin itoshi Part 4 (strangers to forced proximity to lovers)

After getting ready, you put on a stunning blue dress with a small slit in the front of your thigh, not too revealing but not too conservative either. You pair the metallic blue dress with some black stylish boots and some blue and white earrings and jewelry making you look like waves crashing into seashells on rocks at dawn.

You look at your watch, 7pm, and just then, the doorbell rings right on time. You open the door finding Rin in a black tuxedo with his hair slicked back with black shoes and his hands behind his back as if he didn’t want you to see them clenching. His teal eyes fall upon your luxurious aura.

He analyzes everything, from top to bottom, from the first strand of your hair to the last inch of your boots. He was amazed. You were beautiful. He’d never thought you’d end up being on time and looking so goddamn gorgeous at the same time.

The time he realized how long he’d been standing there, looking like an absolute star struck idiot was the time you were standing there, giggling at him. Rin quickly regains his composure, clearing his throat and holding out his arm for you to take.

You two walk down to Casey’s which was right across the corner from the facility like he said. The time to get there being only 4 minutes. You both arrived at the front with Rin confirming his reservation with the waiter leading them to their table. You sat down, looking over the menu calmly, contemplating what to get.

Once the appetizers and mains were ordered, you and Rin got talking. You start by asking him in a curious tone of manner:

“So Rin, tell me something and be honest, alright?”

“Hm?”

“Why do you play soccer? What motivates you to go after your dreams and whatnot?”

Rin chuckles softly, thinking about it for a bit before answering slowly not messing up:

“It’s my dream. I’ve always wanted to be a soccer player because the feel of the field and grass beneath my feet and the satisfying sound of the ball going in the net and the crowd getting up on their feet, chanting my name. It’s a feeling no soccer player wants to forget.”

You nod, understand his passion. You talked about it for the rest of the night, occasionally adding in some therapy questions because yes, even when you were off the job, you still had to be ahead for when you got back to it. Before you knew it, you both finished the appetizers and mains and Rin asks, already looking at the dessert menu:

“What do u want for dessert?”

You were a bit surprised, you didn’t want to burden him anymore with the bill.

“I’m pretty full Rin. It’s alright, you can take ahead.”

“I insist, it’s a rare night to be out together on a day off, isn’t it?”

You thought for a bit before confirming his logic with a nod.

“You’re right. It is a rare time of night.”

You ordered the lava cake while he ordered the strawberry cheesecake and once you finished and paid, you took his arm that he offered once again getting up to leave. You were about to say how grateful you were for this night when you saw the waiter walking up to you again.

Haven’t you paid and done everything you needed? What else could he want? The waiter stopped a few inches in front of you and politely said:

“Hi, sorry to interrupt you on this lovely night, Miss, but you look incredibly stunning and I was wondering if I may get your number so that we can chat a bit unless you’re not taken?

You were about to respond when you caught Rin glaring at the waiter and cutting in:

“She’s taken. I’m her boyfriend, back off.”

The waiter politely said, a hint of cowardice in his tone:

“O-ofc sir, I was merely shooting my chance. I’m very sorry. I won’t assume again.”

The waiter walked away, shooting a final glance at you before turning the corner to serve another table. Rin wraps an arm around your waist claiming you in front of the restaurant as you walked out. You whispered to him, ensuring no one else could hear:

“Rin, are you okay? It’s just that we’re not in a relationship and you looked like you were about to kill that man.”

Rin turns his gaze over to you, whispering in a protective voice:

“I’m alright, Y/N. I just don’t appreciate guys ogling you like that when you’re already with a man despite us not being in a relationship. I just said that we were to scare him away, you understand?”

You nod, appreciating his care, chuckling a bit.

“I understand. Thank you, Rin.”

He nods as you both walk out the restaurant, heading back to the facility. You arrive as he drops you off at your dorm and cups your chin, unexpectedly and whispers, inches away from your lips.

“Good night, Y/N. I’m….looking forward to our session tomorrow.”

You smile softly, whispering in the same voice:

“Sweet dreams, Rin and yea, I’ll see you at 3 PM in your dorm, alright?”

Rin nods before letting go of your chin and walking off towards his own dorm. You giggle softly, still amused at his possessiveness back at the restaurant. You go inside your dorm, closing the door behind you. You remove your clothes, changing into your pajamas and removing your makeup before lying in bed, heading off to sleep, the words “I’m looking forward to our session tomorrow” lingering in your brain as you drift off to dreamland.

#rin itoshi #soccer #restaurant #waiter #flirting #possessiveness #forced proximity #night

Rin itoshi Part 3 (Strangers to forced proximity to lovers)

After leaving Rin’s dorm, you felt a sense of accomplishment in your heart. Rin trusted you enough to stay and be comfortable around you. That was DEFINITELY progress. Even in subconsciousness, he still trusted you to stay by him without hurting him, and knowing Rin, that was progress u could have gotten in a few months but somehow got in a few days.

You woke up from your alarm that read 6:00 AM, yawning softly in your dorm in the morning ready to start the day on a fresh new start with your new knowledge and accomplissements with Rin and your professionalism with your team and staff when you got a message on your phone that dated a couple hours ago.

You quickly scanned the message reading it, quickly realizing it was from the coaches and staff of the facility. One of the main parts it read was:

“PRACTICE AND MATCHES ARE NOW CANCELLED FOR A DAY DUE TO THE INTENSE WEATHER THAT HAS BEEN PRODUCING AROUND OUR AREA. PLEASE REMAIN INDOORS UNTIL NIGHT TIME. THANK YOU.”

You were rather content that you could get a day off from your work with no stress and deadlines. You mostly planned to stay in bed all day but knowing your rather energetic professional self, you would get bored pretty fast. You thought to yourself:

“Hmm, what could I do indoors on a day off like this that could occupy my time for a bit?”

You remained in your head for a few minutes since every idea you got seemed to cancel out due to basic logic until you realized:

“Wait, I can use this as a therapy day with Rin!”

It could waste time, generate even more progress from him, and you could pick up from where you left off and plus, you would have even more time with him instead of a 1 hour limit. You predicted that he would be up at this time, maybe even earlier. You got ready, showering, washing your face, brushing your teeth, all the necessities a decent person does in the morning before heading off to Rin’s dorm.

You weren’t exactly forcing him to cooperate with you, but you knew that you had to at least get some notes in with him to understand his anger issues more to prevent fights on the field like what happened yesterday. If you weren’t there in time, it would have most likely taken an awful turn.

You arrived in front of the door of Rin’s room before knocking softly on it, in case he was still resting from how tired he was the day before. Before you knew it, he opened the door and saw you standing there, his usual expression on his face. He didn’t seem all that affected from the news.

“Hey, I don’t know if you heard but practice is cancelled for a day due to weather issues around the corner so I was thinking, if you wanted to, we could resume our therapy session to initiate more progress with you.”

Rin raised an eyebrow and said in his usual cold tone:

“Is this really necessary for me to continue?”

You sigh softly, he was still questioning himself? Questioning this? Does he not realize he might be getting better? You take a deep breath and respond:

“Well, I’m not exactly forcing you too but I’m just saying it could be nice to develop some more with your anger issues instead of wasting the whole day and resuming the rlly fast one hour limit the next day.”

“Aren’t you part of the soccer facility? So if practice is cancelled for a day, why are you still here?”

He smirks slightly. Ohh that cheeky bastard. Is he seriously trying to outsmart you? You decided to play a special card with him. “Yes, I may be part of the facility but I’m not exactly training you right now, aren’t I? Listen Rin, you’re a good player, excellent even, you really are but if you wanna be even better, we need to fix your issues outside of soccer to be able to function properly. Plus maybe I can reward you for it.”

Rin leans against the doorway in his grey fitted shirt and sweatpants leaving little to the imagination with his abs and biceps but you weren’t focusing on that for now. All you needed was for him to comply. Rin sighs sharply:

“What type of reward?”

“Well, how about a good word in with the coaches? And I can inform them of the excellent progress and cooperation our dear Rin has been doing, ehhh?”

You wink and smirk, knowing this is working on him, slightly nudging his shoulder. Rin chuckles softly despite trying to hide it. Underneath his expression, he had to admit you were kinda cute when you were trying to convince him of something. Rin nods reluctantly, pretending to be a bit annoyed:

“Fine, you win. I’ll do what you want for a few hours but after this, you don’t even dare to utter a word to me for the rest of the day, deal?”

You chuckle softly, holding your hands up in the air victoriously and put your hand on your heart in a silly act of vowing:

“I, Y/N, swear to not interrupt Rin Itoshi for the rest of the day. You got it!”

You wink, still extremely happy, not hesitating to show it. Rin chuckles and his ears slightly turn red. He mutters to himself, just enough for you not to accidentally overhear him:

“Adorable…”

“So may I come in?”

Rin nods, maintaining his tsundere expression as he steps aside for you to enter. You regain your professional composure but still so goddamn excited that you managed to convince him of something, at least.

The therapy session lasted a couple hours with you two discussing his anger issues, his emotions on the field, what he thinks causes them and how to avoid them. You’ve made tons of progress in these hours then you couldn’t have done in a single hour.

Once it ended, you stood up packing your stuff in a tiny bag with a small smile on your face, feeling even more completed then this morning. All that was on your mind right now was a warm bath and some takeout until Rin mutters to you:

“Hey, you’ll give me my reward right?”

“Yep. As promised I’ll give you my good word with the coaches and your excellent progress. As long as you keep it up, these sessions are gonna be over in no time.”

He nods, letting your words enter his mind before he considers asking you for something. After a few seconds of internal verbal turmoil in his head, he decided to ask it.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You were at the door, your hand on the knob but when you hear your name, you turn back and say in a polite voice:

“Hm?”

“They told us to stay indoors until night time, right?”

“Yea, they did since the weather will be a lot calmer allowing people here to go out wherever they please and come back at an hour they think they can get enough sleep in for the next day when training starts again.”

“So, I was wondering, would you want to have dinner together outside? My treat.”

You froze. Rin Itoshi? THE Rin Itoshi, the one who literally curses out referees for giving him red cards asking YOU out to dinner? Is this a date? No, it can’t be, right? That’s not the Rin you or in fact, anyone knows at all.

“Um, sure. I don’t have any plans for tonight so I suppose I can go out with you.”

“Good. Casey’s across the street, 7pm. I’ll pick you up.”

You blush a soft pink but look away before he can see. You let your face return to a normal color again before looking back and saying:

“7pm. I won’t keep you waiting.”

You smile softly, despite his unfeeling face knowing the turmoil that’s going on behind those beautiful teal eyes. You leave, returning to your dorm and checking your watch. 4pm. You still have time to take a bath and get ready for your impending soirée with your soccer player.

#rin itoshi x you #dinnertonight #therapy #soccer #blue lock #forced proximity #strangers to lovers

Rin itoshi Part 2 (Strangers to forced proximity to lovers)

You clear your throat nervously, still contemplating what the hell you ask this guy. You couldn't keep him waiting, he was literally sitting right in front of you staring so intensely he's probably thinking his gaze is enough to break you. Ohhh you see what he's doing now and you're not playing alone with it. You clear your throat and say:

"So I heard in your recent match, you broke a guy's ankle?"

Rin raises an eyebrow, intrigued why she's going there but he answers reluctantly:

"He blocked my goal and stole my shot. What else was I supposed to do?"

You realised how hard this was gonna be. Was he really this one sided on his own perspective? Don't assume. Don't assume. There might be more to him.

"Well, you could have simply controlled your temper and proved him wrong by winning the game. Was the red card and foul really necessary for you to motivate yourself?"

"Yes since he can feel the anger I felt when he had the audacity to steal my shot so I had no choice but to inflict my anger on him in waves of pain."

Ok, yea never mind. He's gonna be pretty difficult to get through. You clear your throat, regaining your composure despite his unexpected reasoning.

"So you believe that if someone tries to steal your ball and succeeds, you have to teach them a lesson through pain?"

"Exactly."

Rin clearly wasn't seeing how illogical this was, blinded by his emotions.

"Maybe next time, you control your emotions and take a few deep breaths before continuing the game, alright? It prevents you from getting fouls and even benches and keeps your reputation, understood?"

Rin's eyes darken, considering how he hates being criticised. He says:

"And what if I don't? You're just a therapist, it's not like you will actually do anything about my anger. Let the coaches handle it.""

Your eyes narrow and you decide to switch tactics. You chuckle darkly making him a bit confused before putting a hand next to his thigh on the bench where he was sitting and leaning closer.

"If you're going to disrespect someone who's more experienced in this field than you, then I can easily report you to your coaches and get you benched, do you really want that, Rin?"

Rin contemplates, his facial expression showing nonchalance while the gears turn in his head before he says:

"No, I don't."

"Then learn your place with me."

Rin reluctantly nods and you return to your seat, now in a better mood as you resume questions with him. Once you're finished, you were about to order an Uber and go home when Rin suddenly said:/

"Why are you trying with me? My anger issues are almost impossible to control so what makes you think you can help me or at least try?"

"The fact how you're one of the best players on this team and if your issues remain uncontrollable, it can end horribly. It's simpler to deal with this earlier to avoid the consequences that the future holds for us."

Rin nods and before leaving, he says hesitantly not used to saying words like this:

"Thanks. Most people say they're just paid to help me."

After those words, he leaves and you're left contemplating your progress with him in the Uber ride home.

A few weeks later, you started seeing mild progress in Rin. It was mild but at least it was still progress. During a match in practice, you were sitting on a bench writing down the tactics and strategies of the players to deliver to the coaches since they were busy with a fellow player's transfer to another league. You suddenly looked up, hearing a shout and finding Rin beating up an opponent. You set down your paper clipped board and run towards the field where they were.

“Hey! Break it up!”

You broke them up with a hand on each of their chests.

“What in the hell is going on here?!”

You had to be rough with the players for them to understand and to explain clearly what was happening. The guy Rin was beating up muttered, still panting heavily with a few bruises on his face:

“I pushed him lightly to take his ball and he punched me to the ground.”

You sigh sharply, just when you thought you were making progress with Rin. Turns out that progress was just straight up worthless effort. You could see why the coaches would triple your pay and more. They were just desperate for someone to handle him that wasn’t them. BASTARDS.

You took the guy to the clinic where the nurse helped him and went back to the field, giving Rin cooldown time and benched him so he wouldn’t play for the rest of the day because you knew the more you let him play, the more players would get hurt and you couldn’t have the coaches walking in with half of the players bruised and bloody.

You had to prove you were a worthy main assistant to them. You took Rin and led him to his dorm where you healed his injuries yourself while scolding him lightly:

“Rin, you can’t stay like this. You know that, right?”

“I do but I just can’t control it.”

Rin looks away and continues speaking:

“The more I think I have a grip on it, the more it proves me wrong.”

You sigh softly and rub his head lightly and cautiously knowing that barely anyone on the team itself could touch him without him throwing hands. He slightly flinched before leaning in and resting his head on your shoulder, taking deep breaths in the silence and comfort of the environnement.

You let him rest as much as he needed until you realized he fell asleep and was subconsciously nuzzling his face into your neck. You softly giggled, not wanting to wake him up and gently tucked him in bed and putting the blankets over him. Just when you were about to leave to continue supervising the rest of the team, he grabbed your wrist and muttered in his sleep “Stay..”

You couldn’t deny him, not when he was so cute. You chuckled softly and sat at the edge of his bed where he was asleep and took out your phone with your other hand convincing a fellow colleague to watch over the team for her. When you finished, you tucked your phone back in your pocket with one hand as he gripped your other wrist tighter and put it up to his cheek nuzzling his face into it.

You guess even the ones with the most anger on the outside have the softest emotions buried on the inside.

#blue lock #rin itoshi x you #soccer #pxg #second chance romance #slow burn

Rin itoshi part 1 (Strangers to forced proximity to lovers)

You were the coach’s assistant of the Paris X Gen team. One of the teams of the future with the next generation’s youngest players. The team was different than most of the other teams that existed in France. Instead of limiting their play styles, the coaches would purposely let them run wild on the field on the condition that they still trained the average amount their age rank should train.

You assisted the coaches in need whenever they had tactic blocks or needed assistance for the behaviour and attitude of the players. They also sometimes required a consultant to maintain the efficiency and productivity of the facility. Other than that, your life was going as it always did normally. It wasn’t until a new recruit on the team started making things go hectic. Rin itoshi.

He was one of the best on the team, no one could deny that. The only issue was his temper. His anger issues were so easily triggered that the coaches had to find a way to deal with him, somehow. They tried every way possible. Coaching him harder, scolding him, trying to make him socialise with the other playmakers on the team but it just made him even worse. The only solution left was to get you involved in this and use your consulting skills to at least try to calm him down, even a bit.

You walked into the field where all the players were stretching and walked in the direction of the coaches who gave u a warm hello before sitting down on the benches and getting to business. One of them begin by saying:

“Ok so we aren’t gonna sugarcoat this, Y/N. Rin is a really good player on the team but his anger issues are holding us back and giving us a lot of red and yellow cards in games. This season is going to be one of the most record breaking ones since our players are now teenagers with play styles fully developed and ready to take on.”

You nod, understanding the soccer extents and risks Rin’s anger issues can cause and how the team is evolving faster and faster every day with new generational adaptions. You respond calmly in a professional way:

“I understand very clearly that our team has the potential to be one of the best teams in the league and possibly in France with our modern and young players and resources. This season is possibly one of the best opportunities we can ever get. So where do I come into it? I’m simply your assistant that occasionally helps and observes from the sidelines but I can’t possibly understand how I can get involved with a certain player’s issues.”

The coach sighs and responds firmly:

“Like I said, I’m going to get straight to the point. You’re occasionally a consultant for some of the players on the team that rarely have breakdowns but you’re damn good at it. So me and Tom here are gonna propose a deal for you with benefits on your side if u accept, of course.”

You raise an eyebrow, confused by why they were bringing up a position that she barely played for the young generation but she gestures for them to go on and the coach says, taking a breath:

“You’re going to be Rin’s therapist, privately and 3 times a week. If he gets better, we lower down the amount of sessions. If he gets worse, we raise the bar higher to the point you see him every day. The advantages you have in this? Your salary triples and you get a promotion to main assistant for us if you manage to control and make some progress with him, even slightly.”

Your eyes widened in shock. All those opportunities for an individual player with anger issues? A strange way to get benefited and promoted from but you certainly weren’t complaining. You nodded immediately and said!

“Yes, I’ll accept. I just need to make a few dents in his negative personality and that will be considered as progress, right? When do I start? I’m grateful to acquire this position and that you chose me for it, sir.”

The coach smiles and says:

“You can start now, in a few minutes after the team finishes conditioning. I’ll tell Rin to stay after practice. Good luck, he’s harder than he looks.”

The coach winks playfully and you chuckle, sure of yourself that you can handle whatever he throws your way. A few minutes later, you were in the locker room roaming over your schedule for tomorrow when you heard a few pairs of footsteps walk in. You look up to find the coach and a guy with dark green hair, beautiful teal eyes, the Paris X gen jersey with a pair of shorts with a nonchalant, blank expression on his face.

The coach starts speaking in an excited manner:

“Y/N, meet Rin Itoshi. Starting center forward and one of the main ace focal points of the league and possibly in Japan where he comes from.”

You bow respectfully and hold out your hand, waiting for him to shake it while you reply:

“Nice to meet you, Rin Itoshi. We’re grateful to have a player like you on our team.”

He doesn’t even hold out his hand to shake. Well that’s rude but you don’t say anything about it. The coach suddenly says, interrupting your inner thoughts:

“Well, I’ll leave you two to it. Y/N, it’s one hour today and Wednesday and two hours on Friday. Good luck.”

You nod as the coach leaves, walking out of the locker room with Rin standing in front of you looking you up and down, analysing you and your weaknesses possibly looking for something to exploit. How will you deal with this? What will you two talk about? Will you manage to make a dent in him somewhere?

ENJOY THE BEGINNING OF AN INTENSE READ

#rin itoshi #rin itoshi x you #blue lock #soccer #pxg

أWelcome, writer-chan 🍓✨ Thank you for replying to me in advance. I was wondering if you could write a script with the Blue Lock Boys. The reader is a sister isagi His younger sister came to visit him at Blue Lock, and she is very elegant and beautiful. How will the boys around her behave, and what will Isagi's reaction be? I hope you add Ren and Kaiser Charles, I'm sorry if my request is too long, but I really admire your writing style, even though I only discovered your blog yesterday. I hope you have a wonderful day! (⁠ﾉ⁠´⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠ ⁠ﾐ⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻ Oh!! And I'm also sorry if my writing style isn't perfect, English isn't my native language.

THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEAAA. Sorry if I’ve been absent gang, I was so lazyy.

#blue lock isagi #chigiri hyoma #rin itoshi #itoshi sae #michael kaiser #charles chevalier x reader #bachira meguru #soccer #shidou ryusei #nagi seishiro #blue lock

Sae Itoshi Part 5 (Final Part)

The day after you woke up, you were exhausted. Your injury caused your head to get a pounding headache along with the soreness in your legs and upper body. You had to go back to Japan today to play in a game. No matter how much you didn’t want to, you still had to go despite the soreness and fatigue in your body. Being a professional soccer player had risks and consequences and man oh man were you living through it.

You packed your duffel bag and you were about to leave to go to the airport when you realize your small bag with your passports and money weren’t here. It couldn’t have gotten stolen so…it must have been in Sae’s dorm. You couldn’t see him, not after everything that happened last night.

But you still had no choice. That bag had all your passports and money in it. You wouldn’t be able to even reach Japan without it. So you visited the facility again and walked up to his dorm room and knocked on the door. Sae opened it and he was wearing a big baggie grey hoodie with black comfy pants.

You didn’t want to waste your time with silence so as soon as he opened the door, you immediately said:

“Sorry for disturbing you. I just forgot my bag here yesterday and I was wondering if you have it?”

Sae casually disappeared back inside his dorm, closing the door. You gotta be kidding me right now. Did he seriously shut the door on you? You know what, you remember you might have some money back at the hotel hopefully.

You were about to leave when you heard the door opening again with Sae standing there with your small bag in his hand. Huh…you guess you did judge him too quickly. Reminder not to do that again next time.

You gratefully said:

“Thank you. I’m so glad you have it.”

You took it from his hand and just before you were about to leave, he said in his usual careless manner:

“That bag has all your passports in it. You’re going back to Japan?”

He went through your stuff?! You ignored the fact that he searched your bag like a goddamn investigator. Why did he even bother? You retorted:

“Yea, I’m going back to Japan for a game the next day. So I’m pretty grateful you still had my bag, so thanks again for that.”

Sae pushed himself off the doorway before standing up straight and saying:

“When’s your flight?”

You raise an eyebrow. Why the hell was he asking about that? You responded:

“Why do you c-(Sae interrupts) Answer my question.”

You sighed reluctantly, knowing that he always got what he wanted especially when it came to answers. “4 pm.”

Sae then walks closer to her and bends over, inches away from her face and whispers:

“Stay inside with me for a bit. Your flight’s in 6 hours. It’s still the morning.”

You thought to yourself. Why would he want you to stay? Was he trying to use you for something? To miss the match? He then spoke again, interrupting your thoughts:

“It won’t kill you to stay for a bit, will it?”

After some more contemplating, you respond cautiously:

“No, I suppose it won’t.”

You both go inside his dorm as he closes the door behind you. You sit on his bed as he sits next to you, getting comfortable. He laid back against his bed with his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. He gestured for you to lie down as well. You lay down next to him, looking up at the ceiling along with him. He carefully touches your bandage around your head and quietly asks:

“How’s your head? Any more swelling or bleeding?”

You were surprised he even remembered. You respond, muttering:

“No, it’s actually way better than last night.”

“Good.”

He continued running his fingers cautiously over the bandage while you turned your head over to look at him paying such careful attention o your wound. He was almost…cute like this. You push those feelings out of your head and once he stops caressing your bandage, he leans in closer and whispers in your ear, his lips a mere breath from the shell of your ear:

“Relating to soccer, that technique you tried on me in that 1V1 match yesterday. How’d you come up with it?”

Why would he be asking about my play style ? It’s a complete contrast from his own. Maybe he’s just curious, you think?

“It’s a um..nutmeg and curve shot combined designed to get past midfielders and defenders and also be used as a shot at the same time instead of using one for each and exhausting yourself out.”

Sae responds casually:

“Hm..impressive, I’ll admit. I can see why they call you…*he leans in close to her ear starting to now kiss the shell of her ear* kurutta tensai..mmph”

He kisses the shell of her ear, moving to the inside as you retort shakily:

“W-what are you doing?”

“Shut up. And stay still”

He moved to the back of her ear, licking at every part of it.

“Mm…Sae…we…we can’t..”

“And why not? I’ve been wanting you for a while ever since that night. Your wit, your perseverance, your defiance. I wasn’t lying in that interview. I just wanted the world to see how desperate I was for you.”

He moaned lowly as he whispers in her ear:

“Just…just give it to me. Give me everything. I’ll make it so worth it.”

You snapped and you turned your head fully, facing his millimetres away and kiss him. He groaned into the kiss as he brought you on top of him as you straddled his hips making him grind against you. His mouth devoured yours as you both gasped for air whilst not separating. He rolled you over and kissed down your neck as you moaned softly and pushed his face further into your neck.

“Oh, you feel so good.”

Sae kept going and going, moving down her collarbone, over her chest and torso. He went back up as soon as he finished nipping at your hip, sliding his hands under your shirt as he captured your lips in another hungry kiss. You broke apart, a string of saliva connecting your lips together. That simply just aroused you both even more.

Your hands roamed through his hair as you stayed at his ear, nipping and sucking at it, marking him as yours in some way. Your hands moved down his back, scratching at it in a way that made him groan for more. Once you both finished whatever the hell messed up the sheets of his bed so much, you were beneath him as he simply kissed your lips softly not like a few minutes ago, definitely not pulling away anytime soon. Sae whispered against your lips:

“Stay with me in Spain. Join my team. We’ll be one of the most powerful duos in the soccer world and this, *he gestures with his tongue in your mouth devouring for more* we’ll keep this private. The public doesn’t need to do what’s going on behind doors.”

You didn’t even bother thinking before gasping:

“Deal. I was getting bored of Japan anyways.”

Once you joined his club in Spain and officially started living there, you and Sae became one of the best duos in Spain and beyond. Your wild, powerful moves and improvisations along with his strategic and prodigious tactics made you both unstoppable. He was the midfielder giving you all the best passes possible and you were the striker who never disappointed when scoring goals.

You both maintained a secret relationship behind curtains, not wanting the press to surround you about it and start up drama from nowhere. It had some difficulties with the fact countless women constantly flirted with Sae but luckily his rudeness and cold, aloof behaviour easily drove them away whenever he gave them a taste of reality with his ego, because the only woman he would ever want to see walking up to him was you.

One night, Sae visited your dorm to have a little “chat” since they haven’t done one in so long with all the season matches, press and training schedules. You were sitting on top of your desk, your work and sheets or strategies now forgotten as you focused on the man in front of you with his hands on your inner thighs and his lips on your throat with your head titled back in ecstasy.

You never wanted anything more than him, just him. You never thought it would end this way. Once a cold, aloof, stranger that you met in the middle of defence of your friend now turned into your lover, that’s right, YOUR lover, who you couldn’t spend five minutes without being with. You both were strangers, enemies who had completely different attitudes, play styles, lives, careers, and still somehow managed to meet in fate and end up together.

Just then, Sae pulled back from your throat and rested his chin on your shoulder whispering so quietly in your ear that not even the walls of your dorm that echoed every word could hear:

“I never thought I’d end up with such a beautiful, intelligent, sweet, feisty and stunning woman in my life. I…I love you, Y/N. I love you so much.”

Your breath hitched from those words spoken so closely into your ear. Sae was never good with words, so just hearing him say he loved you filled you up with all the joy and happiness in the world that no one else could ever give. He didn’t need to spoil you, not with material things or attention. All you ever needed was his love and this, this was more than enough…

“I..I love you too, Sae. And I don’t ever want to leave you. I don’t ever want to leave an amazing man like you, EVER.”

You cupped his cheek as he leaned against it and kissed your palm. You hugged him tightly as he hugged you back and wrapped his arms around your waist tightly and possessively, and whispered in your ear:

“Then don’t ever leave me. Stay with me, forever and for all eternity. I love you…and that…that’s not a game and NEVER will be.”

WHOOP WHOOP WE ARE OFFICIALLY DONE EVERYBODY. WOO HOOOO I AM SO PROUD OF A MASTERPIECE I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD ACCOMPLISH AND WITH ALL OF Y’ALLS SUPPORT, IT JUST MADE THIS MOMENT EVEN BETTER. IM LITERALLY CRYING WHILE TYPING MY YAPPING SHIT SO I MIGHT AS WELL END IT HERE. THANK YOU FOR EVERYONE’S SUPPORT. SEE Y’ALL IN THE NEXT STORYYYYY AND KINDLY WRITE DOWN IN COMMENTS IF YOU WANT ME TO DO A SPECIFIC CHARACTER FROM WHATEVER SHOW. THANK YOU AND BYEEEEE.

#final part #sae itoshi x y/n #blue lock #sae itoshi x reader #enemies to lovers #strangers to lovers #opposites attract #soccer #love #romance #madrid spain #japan

Sae Itoshi (opposites attract) Part 4 (PS. ITS GETTING GOOD NOWW)

Sae put his duffel bag down casually. He got on the field confidently, probably already predicting that he’d beat you, but you were gonna prove him wrong, one and for all.

You followed Sae onto the field before positioning yourself into a formation. He stole the ball first and before you knew it, the round already started. You were about to steal the ball from him in an unexpected direction but he turned over, already manipulating your movements to his own advantage. Has he ALREADY figured out your play style after only one game? His hyper observation and analyzation tactics were one of his key skills to use in soccer.

You chased behind him as he ran to your goal at 40 % of his power. He really wasn’t gonna take this easily, not after last time. He scored the goal since there was no goalkeeper so you had to rely on your agility and speed. The score was now 1-0. You had to try harder if you were gonna keep up with him, he’s obviously gotten better since the World Cup.

The next round, you played a trick on him and let him steal the ball before using a nutmeg and one of your own special movements that he hasn’t seen before to manipulate his left foot and block his right and taking the ball from right under his nose. You advanced at half your speed towards his goal before using a curve shot to score the goal at the top corner of the net. You officially tied the score.

Eventually you both were tied at 2-2 and despite having a few more rounds left, you both admitted silently to yourselves that the game was getting intense and tiring. Eventually Sae stole the ball from your right foot using the hand that was on his chest to trick you into thinking he was still getting blocked and shielded from the ball. He took the risk and hit a slide tackle, successfully stealing the ball.

He was just about to score a rabona and lob shot combined but just when he knew or at least thought that he won the round and match, you placed yourself in front of the ball ready to control the ball with your foot but the ball was so powerful with its additional lob that it unexpectedly hit you in the forehead, right above your skull badly. You fell to the ground, clutching your head in pain as he froze, definitely not expecting his calculations to backfire.

You expected him to just walk away, to leave you be on the grass, alone. But instead, Sae approached you and bent over just enough to see your head that was bleeding slightly. He lifted your head to support the bleeding that was now leaking faster.

You felt so dizzy like you were hit by a car in a tornado. You’ve never felt such pain in your life. You wondered to yourself with the remaining sanity in your head “Were his shots rlly that powerful?”. That explained why he was always scoring goals. Wait, no that’s not it. It was because of the speed, not the strength. He bended physics to his will. Of course. The speed of that shot was just a higher chance to score the goal, not a higher strength regimen.

He lifted you up and put an arm around your shoulder to stabilise you on your feet. You leaned your head on his shoulder feeling too exhausted to maintain your composure anymore. Sae brought you to the locker room and set you down on a bench before bringing a first aid kit and some ice to soothe your head and reduce the swelling.

He remained cold and aloof like he usually was, like he hit people with soccer balls every single day and made them lose half the blood in their skulls. You couldn’t understands his personality, but you knew that even if you tried, it wouldn’t be worth it. Sae Itoshi’s personality was like a science experiment. It would take years to properly study and understand his brain and even after a few years, you probably wouldn’t even be halfway.

He cupped your cheek stabilising your face while applying the ice to the areas of your skull that were bleeding. The pain and dizziness were put at the back of your mind at least a bit by his touch on your face. His hand, it felt so warm, like it belonged there. Once he finished icing the areas and the swelling had calm down, he removed the ice still keeping his hand on your cheek to apply a bandage around your head.

You were feeling a bit better, enough to ask him:

“Why are you doing this? I mean, you could have just walked away and left me here to fend for myself. Why help me? Aren’t I a burden or a distraction to your life?”

Sae didn’t answer but once he finished bandaging your head, he gripped your cheek a little tighter to keep your head still as he whispered quietly and calmly:

“I may be a cold bastard to everyone I meet but that doesn’t mean I’m not civilised or have some sympathy. And, be lucky I’m even telling you this but, you have lesser flaws then anyone I have ever met in my life.”

You froze, definitely not expecting a compliment from Sae. He hardly gave any compliments to anyone let alone so…genuinely. It was a compliment in his own way but it was special, and that was enough for her. You say, keeping your voice stable, making it seem like it didn’t affect you that much:

“Thanks, I…I also think that…you are something more then just…a smart jerk behind a mask.”

Your next thoughts were cut off when you felt him leaning closer and closer. What was happening? Why are your breaths getting shallow? What’s going on? Why am I feeling like this? Sae was inches away from your lips before one of the night janitors caught you two. He politely asks since he didn’t want to disturb two world famous players:

“Hello, anyone mind telling me what’s going on here?”

Sae pulls away and stands up casually, acting cold again. That was…so close. Sae responds to the janitor:

“We were simply training and she got hit on the head by accident. Nothing serious.”

Is he seriously downplaying a SKULL injury? You can’t believe this guy. The more you think you know him, the more he switches up like a goddamn computer. You play along, not wanting to raise the concern of the janitor and say:

“Yea, that’s right, just a minor injury. Nothing bad. We just came in here to get some ice.”

The janitor nods, easily convinced and says:

“Right, well I’ll leave you to it. See you in the morning, Sae Itoshi.”

Sae nods, but doesn’t care. Once you were healed enough to be able to walk, you stood up planning to go back to your hotel and just end the night in your bed. Sae helps you and before you fully walk away, or stumble away, you didn’t rlly know which one you were doing, he calls out to you:

“Hey, wait. You can barely walk a few steps without stumbling over. Let me order you a cab. I’m not taking no for an answer. You’re gonna make a fool of yourself on the streets.”

You didn’t know which card he was playing here. Was he making it up to you or was he plainly insulting you? Maybe both. But that’s just how Sae is, you suppose.

You let him follow you outside the facility, a hand on your waist to keep you from falling over and faceplanting on the ground. He orders a cab with a hand sign on the street before getting in with you. You tell the cab driver your hotel location as he starts driving.

Sae kept his hand around your waist but you didn’t even bother to ask him why because you knew him enough to not waste your time on stupid questions with him, he’d most likely not answer or just downright casually insult you for your stupidity so you kept your mouth shut.

Once you arrived at your destination of the hotel, you got out of the cab with Sae and you tipped the driver for dealing with two stubborn bastard like us. You were about to enter and call it a night when Sae suddenly started following you along. You stopped and raised an eyebrow with most of the power you had left and talked for the first time in an hour:

“I can handle myself, Sae. I can take the elevator. You don’t need to follow me, you should probably rest for the night in your dorm too.”

Sae, stubborn as always, retorted:

“It’s not even 10pm. I’ll survive being a little late to my curfew. Now quit being stubborn and let me take you to your room.”

You sigh softly, knowing not even his curfew will stop him from leaving you alone. So you go in the elevator and go up to the requested floor together. You walk together to your hotel room and stop at the doorway as you unlock the door with your keycard. You were about to walk in and tell him a good night when Sae suddenly leaned in from behind her and put a hand on your shoulder, whispering in your ear:

“Sweet dreams.”

Sae kisses and nips your ear leaving a little mark before walking down the hallway back to the elevator, disappearing inside.

You remained frozen against the unlocked door. Once he left, you walked inside and shut the door. You managed to shower and change without stumbling too much before laying down in your bed.

That was a long night. The injury was now at the back of your mind, the only reminder of it was the bandage he applied on your head. The reminder of his touch felt comforting and new. It was unique. Sae defied all of her expectations in just one night. The 1V1, the injury, the cab back home, the walk to the room, and he didn’t abandon her for any of it.

Did he…care? No…no he couldn’t. He’s Sae Itoshi. The unfeeling genius. The guy that would be the world’s next best midfielder. The one with dreams of the Champion’s league and becoming the best in the world. Why would he care about a top striker who he probably thought was nowhere near his level?

You didn’t know. You didn’t know the answers to any of the questions you asked internally like you normally did, not when it came to him and I don’t think you ever will. You touched your ear, feeling the subtle mark that rested on the shell of your ear and replayed in your mind his soothing voice echoing the last words he spoke before he disappeared into that elevator…

“Sweet dreams..”

DON’T WORRY GUYS MAKING A PART 5 I HOPE YOU”RE READY FOR IT

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Sae Itoshi (opposites attract) Part 3

After the world breaking words of Sae Itoshi, all the viewers that were watching that live broadcast soon carried it to social media and made it one of the most viral social media trends. Many viewers and singular fans of yours made edits of specific clips in the interview including the power breaking quote of Sae's that somehow managed to stun thousands of people.

Those videos were transformed into edits and comics that got so crazy that it even beat the current shipping fanfic. And the worst part? THEY WERE ALL SHIPPING VIDEOS. Constant fangirling, shipping, spicy interviews, videos that pushed too far, press surrounding you like predators just waiting to get a slice of the drama and not to mention the fact that it happened everywhere you went and the subject would never be changed.

The videos and comics spiked massive outrage everywhere on the internet with thousands, maybe even millions debating to see what would happen next. Would we become even worse enemies or would this bring you two even closer?

All of this social media stupidity constantly spammed your phone making it ring nonstop with messages from fans, calls from teammates

and coaches, or constant notifications of god knows what. It gave you a never ending headache you couldn't escape. You thought to yourself:

WHY? Out of all the things he could have said, he just HAD to prance along and spike the whole internet with his hunger for me.

He literally could have just denied all the drama that was minor before all this happened, denied the non-existent chemistry between us or could have just never showed up in the first place, but he just decides to do the most dramatic, flashy, ostentatious scenery that the soccer world has ever seen and THAT WASN'T EVEN HIS PERSONALITY.

You were so sick of this. Everything was backfiring onto you like a slingshot while he was probably relaxing in his dorm room back in Spain thinking of strategies for his next games. You had to do something about this. You weren't a pushover, that's for sure. The moment you met him, the day you defended a fellow teammate, you had proved to him that you were anything but weak. So you had to maintain that defiance and strength.

Since you had a week off from soccer due to the fact all games were canceled over winter storms, you decided to fly to Spain to have a proper conversation with him and yes, winter storms were hell. People must consider me an idiot for flying on the only time of the year where the storms were the most unpredictable but it was either this, or wait for Sae to come to Japan, which would take approximately 5 years even if he was thoroughly convinced for marketing or career questions.

These were better odds then nothing and Spain's weather was one of the best compared to Japan, so you needed to get out of here either way.

After long hours and determined delays of flights and planes, you finally managed to make it to Spain. You had your duffel bag across your shoulder considering the fact that you weren't gonna stay for long.

You dropped off your bag at a nearby hotel next to his facility, checked in, and finally visited his club.

Of course you were wearing professional clothes because the place where he trained was one of the most top notched facilities in Spain.

Once you arrived, you politely introduced yourself to the coaches getting straight to the point and since you were just as famous as Sae, they easily told you his dorm number and floor. You thanked them gratefully and went on your way.

You found his dorm room and you were about to walk to it, knock on the door, and have a thorough possibly physical conversation about the online platform matters when suddenly, you saw a guy walking up to you and didn't even hesitate before putting his hand on your waist and throwing in a casual, cocky:

"Hola chica, estás realmente caliente ¿lo sabias?" (Hey girl, you're really hot, yk that?)

You weren't stupid. Of course you learned Spanish before coming to Spain. You've known Spanish for years when you were still building your career up. It was meant to avoid language barriers to ensure stability in communication. You quickly retorted, stepping back politely, clearing your throat, subtilely telling him you meant business:

"Hola y disculpa la interrupción, pero estoy aquí para ver a Sae Itoshi y a nadie más. Te pido amablemente que te des un respiro y respetes mis limites. Gracias." (Hi and sorry to interrupt, but I'm here to see Sae Itoshi and no one else. I kindly ask that you give me a break and respect my boundaries. Thank you.)

You thought you handled that well until the guy got closer. He was an official player of the team so no matter how badly you wanted to punch him in the face at that instant, you couldn't. He calmly said in a smooth, velvety tone:

"Vamos, nena. Apenas estaba empezando. ¿Qué tal si te invito a una bebida después de la práctica y nos ponemos al día?" (Come on, babe. i was just getting started. how about i buy you a drink after practice and we catch up huh?)

You were about to snap and tell him to his face to fuck off until you felt someone come up behind you and tell the guy in front of you:

"Quítate de su vista, Sebastián. ¿No la oíste? Solo está aquí para verme. Respeta eso." (Get out of her face, sebastian. Didn't you hear her? She's only here to see me. Respect that.)

The voice, the presence, the tone, that couldn’t have been anyone else. The player in front of her stopped for a second, thinking on what he should do, but when realising that dealing with the Sae Itoshi wasn’t worth it, he just walked away. You sighed in relief before turning to face him. Since all the players just finished training, he was shirtless with a towel wrapped around his shoulders that he was using to wipe his damp hair and the drops that fell across his face. You were assuming that he just got out of the shower.

Sae answered calmly and a hint of intrigue in his voice:

“Why are you here?”

You ignored the clothing situation he was in and just continued on the real subject of why you were here. You say, sheepishly:

“We need to talk about the situation that’s happening in Japan, that U started.”

He retorts:

“What are you talking about?”

You roll your eyes, you don’t know whether it was the countless hours of delaying and bratty servants you had to deal with or the fact that he still took you for an idiot but either way, you were restless enough:

“Don’t say you don’t know what I’m talking about. You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about. The interview that we did together, Sae.”

Sae didn’t show it but she could tell that he was playing with her, even if he didn’t smirk. He sarcastically said:

“You’re going to need to elaborate further if you wanna get anywhere with me.”

Alr, that’s it, you were close to snapping. Did he not have any acknowledgment over the fact that you flew 10 hours or even more to get here on such short notice and how the storms in Japan were getting worse and worse? Nope I guess not. That’s Sae for you.

“In which you answered her unintentional question displaying your so called *air quotes* hunger for me which started a worldwide frantic all over social media with thousands, maybe even millions making shipping videos of us together. Ring any bells?”

Sae simply walked ahead of her, towards his dorm room with the usual simple blunt words:

“Follow me. We’ll discuss more in privacy.”

You follow him, glad you’re getting somewhere with him knowing it’s better than him playing you all afternoon and ignoring you pretending he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. You enter his room as he gets changed, you simply look away clearing your throat, keeping your composure even when he’s changing right in front of you:

“So may I ask why in the hell did u answer the woman in the interview with words expressing your want of me? Sae, we both know that isn’t real. I’m not meant to think too much on it but I’m in Japan getting all the consequences over the backlash that u started so you owe me some credit here.”

Sae finishes changing and sits down next to her, removing his shoes and answers back calmly, acting like he didn’t start the first online world war:

“It’s better to play along with what the viewers and press want instead of ignoring it completely. If that’s what they want, then that’s what they get. It draws their attention away from our abilities in football, removing at least some of the pressure that they’re weighing down on our shoulders without knowing that they are.”

You had to admit, he had a good view of politics and the way it worked. After all, he was at least 4 years famous before you. He was nicknamed the genius for a reason, I suppose even if it wasn’t just in soccer. You simply talk back, a bit more calmer this time now that he explained himself:

“You’re right. You were just doing it to relieve yourself from the public a bit, I get that. But your relief put even more rocks on my shoulders and I know that you don’t care. You don’t even have to open your mouth to clarify that. I know you don’t care about anyone except yourself but can you do me this simple favour and admit, online or in person, to everyone that saw the interview that you were just playing along and it didn’t mean anything? I wouldn’t ask you for anything else or more, Sae.”

Sae sighed in exhaustion and thinks before saying in a challenging manner, his intention on provoking you:

“I’ll make a deal with you. 8pm, tonight, my facility’s main field where I train, we do a 1V1 because the same one that we did in the World Cup was one where you got lucky, nothing more. If you win a second time, I admit to everyone that it was all just a joke but if I win, the online scandals continue and you return to that sad excuse of a country that still represents football, deal?”

You think for a second knowing that he was still a genius and even if they didn’t get along, it was no excuse for undermining his skills, mentally or physically. After contemplating for a while, taking your time, you hold out your hand:

“It’s a deal, and you better abide to it.”

They shake hands before you go back to your hotel and rest in your room for the night before getting ready to go, an hour before 8pm since the facility wasn’t far. You wear your sports jersey representing the current team you’re in from Japan, your soccer shoes, your hair tied up in a bun, not taking the risks of putting it in a ponytail and you take a bottle of water with you in case he pushes you too far before leaving the hotel room and walking down the road to the club.

Once you arrive, 2 minutes before 8pm, you set your water bottle down and stretched a bit before seeing him at exactly 8pm. You assumed he already warmed up since he didn’t show up earlier. He was ready and you were too.

SPOILERRR: PART 4 IS ONE OF THE SPICIESTT AND ENJOYYY Y’ALLL

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Sae Itoshi (opposites attract) PART 2 (PS. It’s getting spicierr)

After the match, you went to the locker room to cool yourself down. The weight of the fact you won the first match of the U20 World Cup was weighing down on your shoulders. You never expected yourself to even score the winning goal, let alone win the whole match and even against the star player of Spain’s team in a 1V1. You finally taught him a lesson.

You were changing in the locker room. You were the last person left cause everyone left early to celebrate the win against Spain. You stayed back a bit, wanting some peace and quiet. A little time away from the unpredictability of today’s actions, and of course some planning ahead for the next matches.

You were looking in the mirror while changing your shirt when you noticed something behind you. SAE?! What’s he doing in the locker room? Before you had any time to talk or even think, he put his hands in your waist harshly before pushing you into the counter of the sink making it dig slightly against your stomach as his breath mingled near your ear. You could tell by his actions that he was pissed.

Your words were caught in your throat, clearly not expecting this from him. He whispered hotly in your ear:

“You must be so proud of yourself, huh? You managed to win the match against MY team and myself. Well I can’t say I’m not impressed. I never expected that from someone who I just met today.”

You were frozen, listening to every word he spoke. He put a hand in your hair, threading his fingers across it gently unlike his grip on your waist against the sink. You managed to spit out, your words still confident knowing no matter what he did, he couldn’t change fate and he certainly couldn’t change that goal.

“Why are you here? Do you seriously still want revenge? Haven’t you had enough of it for one day? And shouldn’t you let someone have their privacy considering the fact we’re in a locker room, MY team’s locker room?”

That’s when you realized….YOU WERE STILL SHIRTLESS! Oh shit. This was even more humiliating now. But you still played it cool, waiting for his response.

Sae used his hand in your hair to pull it back harshly before whispering in your ear:

“I always have enough of all the ego’s I crush on the field. But…I have to say you’re a different case, that’s for sure because for some reason…I can’t seem to get ENOUGH of you.”

You didn’t understand what he meant by that. Not until you felt his lips moving down your neck with a few soft moans leaving his lips. You let out a low moan. You couldn’t help it. Your body pressed against the sink’s counter with his body behind you gave you so many sensations that were impossible to ignore. His voice was all breathy as he moved down your neck, licking it, lapping at it, tasting it.

You felt his hands roam all over your naked upper body, reaching at your chest. You suddenly realized..what’s happening? Why are we doing this? I hate him. He hates me. What’s going on?…You pulled away and put on your shirt and got so frustrated you pinned him to the counter and whispered in his ear:

“What game are you playing at here?”

Sae simply whispered back:

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You used a hand and gripped his collar, earning a groan from him. You didn’t care. This was a game. You knew it. You know not to fall for it, no matter how much you wanted to succumb to it. You whispered back, louder this time:

“You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about, so spit it out. What’s your game?”

Sae eventually gave up and said it in a normal voice now, tired of the whispering:

“Fine..you win. I wanted to play you to distract you for the finals against your team and mine. I wanted to make you fall for me to make you weaker at soccer to eventually betray you.”

You KNEW IT. Oh and you were so angry. You gripped his collar harshly before saying rlly hard and quiet in his ear, not even the walls could hear except him:

“I’m smarter than to fall for your tricks. You rlly think I’m THAT naïve? You’re messing with the wrong player here. I’m so much more then what you think I am, and if I ever catch you trying to play me like a fucking violin again, I will tear you apart piece by piece on the field until your pieces are as tiny as the grass below it that not even the crowd can see it.”

You stormed out, grabbing your stuff, not wanting to deal with his bullshit anymore.

Sae remained still against the counter of the sink. He definitely expected you to fall for it, but this? This was something new, at least for him and he wasn’t planning on letting it go.

A few days after the match, it went crazy over newspapers, articles, reports and viral all over social media. It was all talking about the chemistry you and Sae had in the whole match and especially in that 1V1 that determined the whole fate of the game.

You couldn’t understand. CHEMISTRY? Is that what they called it? Not hatred, rivalry, distastefulness? They just HAD to pick chemistry didn’t they? After all, the paparazzi loved spicing things up and lying to get their way to rile people up and believe their games. It was one of the most controversial and manipulative things in the soccer world.

Not long after, one of the most famous news networks in Japan invited the both of you to fly in and host an interview with the two of you talking about the match and their relationship. They both declined at first, but after the countless spamming on social media and constant press circling around them like sharks, they had no choice but to accept and fly in from France and Spain on a 16 hour flight to get to Japan.

Luckily, you showed up to the interview first before Sae and answered all the lady’s questions about her soccer career and emotions over the match’s popularity. That peace didn’t last for long when Sae showed up right after. He was always the type to arrive right on time, exceptionally on times where they actually needed him instead of him sitting there doing nothing while all the attention was on you. He was intelligent in that sense of way.

He sat down next to you, pushing it by sitting too close but you couldn’t move away knowing that at least 500,000 people were watching this live and you couldn’t screw this up for yourself. You forced yourself to maintain your composure and continue the questions for both of you with the woman who was sitting on a couch right in front of them, looking as calm and excited as ever.

When Sae finally made himself comfortable next to you, the woman started asking questions to both of them about their relationship and how they met. You and Sae answered blankly making it obvious on purpose that they didn’t have a relationship and were simply considered rivals. They were opposite in every sense of the word and way if it weren’t for their careers. They made that crystal clear during the interview.

It wasn’t until the woman decided to poke the bear and ask a very pushy question:

“So since the both of you have no connection whatsoever, then why did security cameras find the both of you pressed against each other in the locker room with his mouth kissing down your neck and it seemed like you were rather enjoying it.”

You immediately reacted, responding in the poised and confident manner you always have not acknowledging the shocked gazes and jaws dropped around you, you simply smirked and laughed it off:

“First of all, he was not allowed to be in my team’s locker room. It wasn’t as if I actually wanted him there. And if you checked security cameras properly, you would have noticed that the second he pressed up against me, I was frozen and surprised making it obvious I personally didn’t EXPECT his presence to be there. Second of all, due to the fact his body was pressed against my own and the sensations running down my spine and neck, isn’t it normal that I reacted that way? I mean if the same thing happened to you, I bet you you would react in the same way as me, Denice.”

The woman glanced down at her badge written “DENICE” on it in large font with the description at the bottom saying “NEWS REPORTER”. She chuckled and admitted:

“Well yes, I would have reacted the same way if someone would have came up behind me and started doing all those things to me BUT I would have also pushed them off and pulled away, no?”

You chuckled and smirked wider, knowing that your mental manipulation on the press and news reporter was falling into your hands perfectly:

“Yes, you’re absolutely right, Denice. I should have pulled away the second he got on me but also, due to the fact I was overwhelmed with sensations and frozen because I didn’t even expect him to be there, it was only normal for me to stop for a bit, thinking of what was happening and may I add, I couldn’t have pulled away because his whole body weight was against mine. You get me, Denice?”

Denice chuckled again, this time fondly and she nodded understandably. She then softly said:

“Yes, you’re absolutely right. Thank you Y/N”

Denice turned to Sae who was still sitting close next to her, still calm and quiet as ever waiting to be interrogated. Denice soon said:

“So Sae Itoshi, what are your thoughts on the situation?”

Sae quickly responded, sharp and keen as a knife:

“It was simply a moment of impulse. Am I wrong for teasing Y/N after she managed to beat me in a match that no one had ever done before? No. I don’t think so. I was simply testing Y/N to see how she would react to me acting uncharacteristic for once.”

Denice nodded, listening to every word that came out of his mouth. And she decided to get more hints into their relationship by asking a surprising question that wasn’t even on the script:

“Well, how did she…feel or taste?”

Denice’s manager immediately signed to her to cut it out, not wanting this conversation to lead to inappropriateness. Denice immediately apologized, not realizing the words she had said:

“Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry. My mouth took control of my brain for a second. I-(Sae interrupts her)

“She tasted delicious and I would take more if I could.”

Denice gasped softly and your eyes widened in shock as Sae cast a hungry glance next to you, subtilely licking his lips. Those 500,000 people watching the stream, convinced that they were only rivals who had coincidentally ended up in a spicy 1V1 had their thoughts immediately turned with Sae’s uncharacteristic quote. Was this another game? No, you thought. It was too real to be a game.

As soon as the interview ended, you went back to your hotel and checked the time. It was 2 AM in the morning. Damn, that interview took a while. Guess people were that desperate for answers. You showered and changed into a baggy shirt and sweatpants before falling asleep in bed with the covers wrapped around you. Your mind sleeping with the thought: “Was this really all a game or was it more???”.

PART 3 COMING SOONNNN LET ME KNOW IN COMMENTS IF YOU GUYS WANT ITT

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Sae Itoshi (opposites attract) PART 1 (PS. It gets spicy trust me lolz enjoy)

You and Sae were two completely different human beings, but ofc there were a few similarities in your lives. You both were world famous soccer players who felt almost no emotion for anyone besides soccer, were frantic about the sport and needed a crane machine to be dragged away from the training field when you both tired yourselves too much but refused to admit it.

You were a wild one on the field. Unpredictable, fast, sharp and certainly very strategic in your own sense. You once scored 4 goals in a row and set a new record for most goals scored in a game at the U20 world match against Korea. Your wild behaviour was no match for them. You were nicknamed the kurutta tensai which meant crazy genius in Japanese considering the fact you played for Japan the most.

Sae was completely different. He was strategic, calm, took his time in whatever he did, and never hesitated in crushing an opponent’s ego. He was nicknamed as the genius, and it was obvious in how he played on the field. He was always cold, distant, aloof and never spoke a single nice thing to anybody except himself. He hated Japan. That much was obvious. He only ever came back to get his passport renewed before abandoning his whole family. Ouch.

He represented Spain and you represented France but from time to time, you would go back to Japan to represent them to let them have a chance at the World Cup and not have ALL their hope get lost. You were that generous at least. That’s why one day, when representing Japan for a few weeks in one of the biggest matches of the state, you met Sae. Well…not necessarily met. You were in the locker room getting ready for the first match against Spain when you saw him absolutely DESTROYING one of her teammates verbally.

You closed your locker and finished getting ready and walked up to them. It was a funny sight, you had to admit that but you couldn’t let him unfairly crush your teammate’s ego when the game hasn’t even started yet. You stepped in front of your teammate, karamoto yuishiro, and told sae who was standing a few inches away from you to back off.

“Stay away from him. He didn’t do any harm to you and I’m sure that he wouldn’t even dare. You have no right to even be in the other opponent’s locker room so get out of our territory.”

Sae looked her up and down, studying her. He identified all players like that to see their strengths, abilities, play styles, and most importantly, their weaknesses. He then retorted quickly, just as she finished:

“Whoever you are, get out of my way before I make you because I’m not interested in dealing with people that aren’t worth my time.” He replied coldly and to the point like he did with every other person or teammate.

You quickly said, matching his rudeness to keep up with him:

“Oh, so like you’re not wasting your own time verbally assaulting one of your opponent’s instead of using your free time to go and train on the field? Hm..yea pretty good way to use your so called *air quotes* PRECIOUS TIME.”

Sae was now serious, dangerously serious. He’d never seen someone mock him like this before. The last time someone ever dared to mock him, it was by imitation and Sae had quickly eliminated them and got them kicked out of every soccer league in their country. And the worst part, her mocking was creative. He hated to admit it, but her retorts were at the same level as his.

Sae stepped closer, millimeters away from her face and he says:

“I’m going to ask you again to step out of my way, go back to whatever you were doing, and take those nasty words that came out of your mouth with you otherwise I will personally CRUSH your team on that field 4 minutes away from now.”

You were internally surprised you managed to get under his skin and make him lost his composure so quickly, no one had ever gotten this far. You smirk challenging his words, you weren’t gonna back down easily from this jerk. You stepped closer to his face, clearly not intimidated from his gaze and continued, in that same mocking tone you used to piss him off:

“And if I don’t? It’s not my fault an arrogant, self absorbed, egotistic, distasteful, uncivilized asshole dares to walk in here thinking he’s some sort of prince and assault my own teammate. So I suggest you get out of my face before I turn that gaze of yours into a black, bloody eye.”

Those words made Sae freeze for a moment. Those words were one of the harshest, most barbaric things he’s ever heard of…EVER. He got furious but didn’t show it. Just before he was about to lose it, karamoto took your hand and said in a shaky voice, chuckling nervously trying to lighten up the situation:

“Okkk Y/N. You’ve done enough for today. Come on! We got training to do, yk? We gotta win the match. I’m so sorry for this interruption, Sae Itoshi. We’ll be going now.”

Karamoto dragged you away from Sae, out onto the field while Sae stood there, regaining his composure but still furious on the inside. Whoever that girl was, he was gonna BREAK her.

As soon as the march started, Sae played differently then he normally did at a match. Intense, but still calm and strategic but with a deep, deep desire for revenge. You slide tackled the ball from him at an unexpected direction he hadn’t anticipated and before he knew it, you were already running towards his goal.

You were fast, but he was faster. What he didn’t expect was for the moment he was gonna win back the ball, you had already shot it. The ball went sailing into the goal with the goalkeeper’s hands stretched out but with no success. The announcer shouts:

“GOAALLLLLL. FIRST POINT GOES TO JAPANNN.”

He felt the crowd cheering, for YOU. That irritated him, badly. This went on all game. Neither of you took the consideration of passing to your teammates, focused on taking revenge on each other. The match was intense, hardcore, and the both of you looked like you wanted to kill each other. Before anyone knew it, the score was tied. SPAIN: 3 JAPAN: 3. There was only one minute of additional time left in the game.

Both teams knew they had to go ALL OUT for this one final round of 60 seconds. The teams formed their formations and waited patiently and alert before the whistle blew. The ball got stolen from you with your energy and adrenaline fueling your wild play style allowing you to get past Spain’s defense easily. The goal was right there, all that was left was to get past midfield. SAE ITOSHI. it was now a 1V1. The announcer announces through his microphone excited and energetic, now standing up with his hands on his desk, watching the game intently:

“OH! WHAT IS THIS?! A 1V1! THE KURUTTA TENSAI AGAINST THE GENIUS! WHO WILL WIN THIS PERSONAL ROUND AND THE WHOLE MATCH?!”

The crowd was riled up on their feet. One side was for you and the other side was for Sae. The crowd shouted GO, and off you went.

You tried to nutmeg Sae, but he easily blocked you. He tried stealing the ball but you were quick, blocking it with your feet. You used the technique of using your back as a shield with one hand to his chest, keeping him back while you thought of all the techniques you could to get past him. None of them worked. They both were motivated. It went on and on. Sae trying to steal, you trying to get past. Everyone in the crowd was on their feet, chewing their nails, scratching their hair, at the top of their lungs screaming every word they could get out of their throat. You took a peek at the scoreboard. TEN SECONDS.

You used a cross elastico and a block and turn at the same time combined, creating a new technique yourself, improved at your will. You got past Sae and shot the ball before he made you trip with his ankle break. It was now up to the goalkeeper and the ball. The crowd was silent, on their feet, watching in awe…

The ball takes a swift Magnus turn in the curve shot against the wind creating a stronger impact, catching the keeper off guard and flying past him into the net.

The announcer’s voice screams through the microphone at the top of his lungs:

“GOALLLLLLLL. JAPAN WINSSSSSSS.”

The crowd’s screams rattle like an earthquake. You won. You actually won against him. Sae was stunned, he had never lost a match in his life, let alone in front of hundreds, or even thousands of people. He regained his composure, silent, calm, but inside, it was like a fire had taken root.

PART 2 IS COMING ITS NOT OVER YETTTTT

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Alexis ness headcanon Part 2 (strangers to enemies to lovers)

After that night, it wasn’t the same between you two anymore. It was always constant bantering, not a single word going unspoken but now it was pure silence. Not a single word of communication. That night had left something in both of you. A feeling, but not just any feeling. A unique, somewhat NEW feeling. Neither of you could explain what it is but it made you want it to feel more of it.

Meanwhile with you, thousands of questions ran through your mind. Why? How? What? Why would he ever want to help you? His enemy? You thought he only helped kaiser when he needed something, but you? Were you leaving something in him? Some sort of connection between the two of you? Neither of you could explain.

You still felt it. His hands on your hips, his body pressed against yours, his voice in your ear, his eyes tracing every movement, his hair brushing against your face and neck. It wasn’t easy to forget after all. And you didn’t seem like you wanted to forget.

One night, you were training like you always did, nothing new. But your thoughts, your mind, your brain, everything was on him. You were so good, so dedicated to soccer that your mind auto played it, like muscle memory. If you felt something wrong, do it again. Something out of place, do it again. One missed goal, ten scored goals. It was always the same thing. Hard intense training was one of the things Bastard München ever asked for.

The more you trained, worked, committed yourself to soccer, made it your WHOLE life, the more you would feel like you belonged, like you owned the grass and field. It was a strange feeling no one could explain, not even you. But it was an addictive feeling that no one, in the whole universe, would ever want to change.

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted when you felt soft footsteps walking towards your direction on the field. You didn’t even need to turn, to look, to hear, or to even move. You just needed to feel their presence and without even thinking, you knew just knew it was Ness…

You continued playing, ignoring him. That was the best way to avoid a conversation with anyone you know. And he played the tactic the exact same way, avoiding you, matching the feelings. He moved to the other side of the field training, probably working on himself for Kaiser again.

You trained for hours, not a single word uttered between the two of you when you suddenly saw him attempting a very difficult move. THE BICYCLE KICK. Almost everyone in Bastard München, including you, could do it but it took months, possibly 6, to master it. It certainly wasn’t easy. You used your eyes to analyse him subtlety, without him noticing. You realised that he was trying to execute it, but he hardly had ANY experience with the shot. Ness could get seriously injured.

She hesitantly but firmly yelled out to the other side of the field:

“Hey! Are you sure you’re ok to do that shot? It’s pretty hard and it takes months to even plan properly. Are you sure you’re able to even shoot it?

Ness didn’t even turn around to look at her. That’s when she realised something bad must have happened between him and kaiser that’s making him act up like this. Ness quietly said, trying to hide his broken voice:

“Leave me alone. Stay out of my way. You’re not involved in what I do so mind your own business alright?!”

You were rather surprised to see him act like this, but you didn’t have time to think when he started to execute it. You saw his ankle twisting without him noticing, only a few more seconds and it would end up in a bad sprain. Without thinking, you leaped over and tackled him to the ground before his ankle could fully sprain itself.

You were now on top of him and luckily, his ankle wasn’t too badly twisted. You two went to the locker room sitting on one of the benches before you grabbed an ice pack from a nearby fridge and put it over his ankle. You nursed his wound for a few minutes before ness suddenly asked:

“Why do this? I mean…hardly anyone cares about the guy who’s the emperor’s slave…Kaiser’s magnificent and I’m just me…I just wanted to do this to impress him.”

You moved a hand from the ice pack on his ankle to his cheek, cupping his face raising his head up to look at you. You gently whispered:

“That’s right. You’re you. You're the magician and nothing can change that. It’s better to be your own self then copy someone else’s personality, trust me. If you’re a magician as people say…go make some magic on that field. But…make it your own magic, not somebody else’s.

Ness couldn’t hold it in anymore. He cried into your neck as you used a hand to ice his ankle and another hand to rub his head, gently calming him down as he sobbed and let out small whimpers into your neck. He softly gasped from time to time, struggling to breathe with the amount of tears he was letting out. He must have been rlly hurting deep inside without revealing to anybody.

When you finished icing his ankle, you put it aside and used your extra hand to rub his back. You felt Ness stop after a few minutes, finally calming him down. You felt him gently rubbing his face against your neck, inhaling your scent making him relax even more.

Before you knew it, Ness suddenly started leaving small kisses across your neck. It was calm but after a few seconds, it got faster and hungrier. He let out small moans against your neck as his hands started to roam across your body. You felt tingly, strange, definitely not expecting this but most importantly, you felt AROUSED.

You stood up with him stumbling, gripping your hips to keep himself stable before you pinned him to one of the lockers capturing his lips in a hot kiss. Your hands roamed all over his body and slid up under his shirt. Your lips devoured his mouth in an instant, discovering his territory. It was a clash of tongues, teeth and mouthed but neither of you were gonna give up anytime soon.

You gripped his hair pulling it back enough for the both of you to take a raw gasp of fresh air before you put your knees between his thighs, kissing down his throat, his chest, his torso. You got on your knees to reach lower as he cried out in ecstasy. You kissed down his stomach, pushing up his shirt a bit to reach more skin, more him, more EVERYTHING.

You marked him everywhere and unbuttoned his pants and traced his thighs with your tongue making it feel so wet, so warm, so GOOD. When you two finally finished, you took a breath fixing yourself. You both were extremely disheveled, with your hair all messed up, his looking like he went through a wind turbine, his clothes either wrinkled up or removed, your clothes grabbed at and some parts ripped.

It was rather obvious what they were doing and it was obviously very passionate. They went to his dorm as you changed into one of Ness’s hoodies and sat down on his bed, leaning your head back against the headboard, still recovering from that intense makeout session. He came out of his shower, shirtless with a towel wrapped around his waist before moving towards you and sitting on the bed next to you and leaning his chin on your shoulder whispering in your ear:

“That was…a fun night. That’s for sure. One of the best ones I’ve had in a while. Maybe you might be….my new empress…”

#blue lock #alexis ness #bastard munchen #soccer #ness x you #ness x reader #Romance #enemies to lovers

Alexis Ness headcanon (strangers to enemies to lovers)

You were new to bastard münchen. Probably the only girl there. But it took a whole lot for you to even take a step into their territory without getting mauled by players, coaches or even staff. You went through tryouts, tests and drills to get into this place. It was one of the best training facilities and clubs in Germany, you certainly didn't expect it to be easier. You set up your dorm before going out onto the field to join and introduce yourself to the rest of the team.

You introduced yourself to the players sitting on the benches taking their break. Some of them were rather cocky about u, but you quickly proved them wrong with your skills on the field. You noticed something odd about one of your teammates. You overheard some guys talking about him so you quickly knew his name. ALEXIS NESS.

You stole some glances at him when you weren't training on the field.

Of course you wouldn't let some random teammate ruin your first day or your first impressions with everyone. You learned that he was a passer, but that wasn't what made you tick about him. What rily made you tick was how he only passed to one person, kaiser.

When you were taking ur quick water break, your mind was filled with questions about him. Normally every player in this facility had their own intense passion about the sport but in his case, it seemed like he played, not for motivation or ego, but for someone…and that someone was one of the worst arrogant bastards of this place.

You kept wondering to yourself, how far would he be willing to go for kaiser? How many times would he push himself until he broke for him? Was he setting his own limits or was kaiser doing it for him? All the questions running through your head were questions that even the most experienced players couldn’t answer.

You decided to ignore it and not pay attention to things that couldn’t be answered, willingly at least. As soon as you finished your training with everyone else, you went up to your dorm room. It wasn’t long before you heard a knock at your door. You open it wondering who would be at the newbie’s door an hour before curfew.

When the door finally cracked open enough, you were able to see who was there. NESS? The universe is odd, ain’t it? The moment you try to forget about someone, it sends them knocking on your doorstep or in this case, in front of your dorm. Your thoughts were interrupted when he spoke up:

“Hey, sorry to interrupt you at this time of night, but my towels are all used up and I was wondering if you had some? I would owe you a lot if you could spare me just this once”.

She quickly studied his personality. Shy, soft, timid, nervous. You wouldn’t be surprised if he rlly was just a pushover for kaiser to mess around with, but their connection seemed strong, at least on one side for ness.

“Oh, yea I have towels. I’ll go get some right now.”

After bringing back the towels, she gave them to him and he says:

“Thanks, I owe you.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. It’s just a towel after all.”

Ness flashed his signature V smile and before he left, you suddenly blurted out:

“I’m sorry for asking but why do u always pass to kaiser? Especially with the fact that sometimes, he’s rarely open.”

His smile suddenly disappeared and his expression suddenly turned serious and a hint of danger and violence in his eyes. He retorts back quickly:

“First of all, he’s ALWAYS open, no matter what cause he’s the emperor. Second of all, that’s none of your business. Third of all, don’t ever ask me that again or I report you to the coaches for assault.”

After his retort, Ness stormed off and you closed the door, slightly stunned by how he reacted. From that day on, they became enemies…all because of that one night with that one question that shattered a possible friendship. Ness continued to not pass to anyone except Kaiser and he even started to try to trip you on the field and even sometimes succeeded.

They became serious rivals who despised each other and felt nothing but hate. They constantly bantered and always tried to exploit each other’s weaknesses.

One night, you were training on the field scoring goals per usual. Bastard München made training harsh and difficult but in return, you got fast improvement and skill changes, I guess when you work hard enough in life, you earn the same amount.

Suddenly you heard someone setting their stuff down on the bench next to yours. NESS. He never usually trained if kaiser wasn’t there. You thought he was just doing some extra training to satisfy kaiser, pathetic as usual. You simply shrugged him off and continued your training. You weren’t interested in wasting your time with people that didn’t matter in your life. It wasn’t until he called your name after one curve that you turned around.

He suddenly said: “Your shot curve is off and your stance is 20 degrees wrong.”

You roll your eyes. Of course he would only talk to you to criticise you and try to show off.

“That’s why I’m training and I know what mistakes I make, I don’t need people like you correcting things for me when you’d rather have someone correct you willingly, not admitting your own mistakes.

Ness sighed sharply and stubbornly gripped your hips with his hands before stubbornly forcing you to change stance. You moved a bit, definitely not expecting him to react in that way.

Ness suddenly whispered in your ear: “Stop squirming.”

You reluctantly stopped before he started to guide your set up for the shot on the field slowly to make sure everything was perfect. He occasionally commented on certain flaws in your ear that you corrected reluctantly.

After a few hours on the field, they finally took a break. You packed your stuff on the bench while drinking water and slung your bag over your shoulder. Ness says stubbornly:

“You could have at least said a thank you, you know?”

You turn around and say calmly:

“Thanks for your help. Until next time then, if there is one”

You turn back and walk away leaving him on the field to continue his solo training, alone. Maybe he’s more than just Kaiser’s puppy….

PART 2??? TYPE IN COMMENTS PLS

#alexis ness #bllk #bastard munchen #soccer #strangers to enemies #part 1 of 2

Kaiser headcanon Valentines Day (enemies to lovers) Part 2

You and kaiser fell asleep wrapped in each others embrace with the alcohol blocking your logical thoughts from entering your brain and waking up.

The next morning, they woke up exhausted like they were hit by a truck. Kaiser groaned and woke up to finding you still asleep next to him. He didn't even freak out, he just smirked. He brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear tracing over your cheek with a contemplating expression.

You soon woke up after and woke up to him next to you tracing your face. You sat up alert with a pounding headache from the night before.

You rubbed your head groaning softly and said: "What the hell happened last night?". Kaiser didn't even care that they slept together.

He seemed rather satisfied and he said: "Certainly a lot, princess”.

You said: “HOW are u so chill about this?”.

Kaiser chuckles arrogantly and says: “Well it’s not my fault you tasted good”. Kaiser slowly licked his lips proving how much he liked what they did.

You roll your eyes and start putting on your clothes while he roams his eyes up and down at your body shamelessly not even bothering to hide it.

You sighed softly literally JUST waking up and having to deal with all this. You say: “Can u AT LEAST get out so I can change?”.

Kaiser smirks and says: “Why can’t u change with me here since we slept together hm? Shouldn’t we share our privacy now?”. Oh he knew exactly what he was doing and he was enjoying it.

You realised what he was doing and you say: “Don’t you even try to use this to your advantage”.

Kaiser chuckles and says: “Too late”. He smirks slowly and wide like he wanted to show her how much he didn’t care.

You got pissed off knowing that he would use this to his advantage to mock you, tease you or worse. So you decided to do something that was completely uncharacteristic of you and probably something you would regret, but something that would be able to expose his weaknesses.

You suddenly smirk cockily and kaiser gets confused and raises an eyebrow. He’s never seen you like this before and that’s exactly what you’re gonna use to your advantage.

You walk towards your bed that he’s still sitting on, slowly like a predator that’s about to pounce on their prey. Once you’re close enough, you can see the confusion on the face and the many other emotions you couldn’t read.

You grabbed his collar from his shirt that he just put on and pinned him to the bed and said slowly and seductively taking your time with each and every word you said keeping a smirk on your face.

“Listen to me. You think that just because you act like you can do whatever you want to me doesn’t mean you can. I can easily do whatever I want to you if I wanted to. We’re on the same team, the same facility and we train the same drills. I can make you go crazy under my will.

Kaiser smirks playing along clearly loving this. He gripped your hips making you straddle him letting out a soft moan from him. He whispers: “Show me.”

You were a bit shocked but you wouldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. You trailed your hands over his thighs, his stomach, his torso, his chest going to his throat holding it tight but not enough to hurt.

Kaiser arched his back against you groaning low. He whispers quietly enough for only her ears to reach: “Taste me. Touch me. FEEL ME.”

You didn’t waste any time. You kissed down his neck while he trailed his fingers through your hair moaning softly begging for more. You reached his collarbone and found a sensitive spot making him shiver and gasp softly.

You moved down his chest marking him all over tasting him. Meanwhile, your hands went up his shirt tracing his stomach and the undersides of his pecs. You moved up his lips capturing his lips in a hungry kiss as he moaned against your lips.

You tasted everywhere inside his mouth, discovering, exploring, understanding, memorising, CLAIMING. You pulled away as he turned on his back and you started kissing down his back, discovering every inch of him.

After you finished marking him all over, you went back to his shoulders using your hands to massage him using your lips and hands at the same time. He was moaning low, letting it all out.

You were licking up his throat, moaning softly against his skin as he cried out for more gripping your thighs in a death grip grinding you against him making you both even more turned on then you two already were.

When you two finally finished, you were panting while he rested his head against your chest panting along with you. He whispers in your ear, soft and exhausted: “ Du... du warst unglaublich. Du sexy Schlampe (You…you were amazing. You sexy bitch).

They chuckled softly, still panting and they both knew that this may have been the first time if they weren’t counting the drinking incident, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

#part 2 #kaiser x you #michael kaiser #blue lock #enemies to lovers #bastard munchen

Kaiser headcanon Valentine’s Day version (enemies to lovers)

You and kaiser were the enemies for the longest of time. Ever since you joined bastard münchen, the first thing you ever heard when getting there was : “Na, seht euch mal den Neuling an, den sie aufgenommen haben” (Well look at the newbie they decided to accept). Ever since then, you two would banter constantly anywhere and anytime whether it was on the field, the locker room, the dorms or just anywhere that involved soccer which was nearly their whole life.

Your personality certainly didn’t help. You were always so feisty and sassy with him, he didn’t know whether to be aroused by what you said or completely infuriated. But it wasn’t like his was any better. He was always so cocky and arrogant with her, you practically couldn’t resist riling him up and getting under his skin.

It wasnt until the upcoming occasion of Valentine’s Day that had you internally panicking. You were never keen on love. You always found it so mushy and odd. Plus considering you were the only girl on the bastard münchen team, it was always something you could use to prove that your skills were on a higher level then most of the girls in the whole world. But on Valentine’s Day, it would just be straight up humiliating to be in a soccer team full of boys and not even date a SINGLE ONE.

You couldn’t care less though not on the outside at least. But inside, all you wanted to do was bury yourself in your dorm room and not come out for the rest of the day. But being a professional soccer player had risks that you had to take no matter what.

When you went to practice that day, you weren’t surprised to find all the guys bragging about the amount of phone numbers they got the exact same day. Even in the first 10 minutes of stepping on the field, you felt like sinking to the floor.

Luckily, you were chill with all the guys and they knew exactly how violent you could get if they messed with you so you weren’t hit on so far in the day.

After practice, you were walking back to your dorm when you saw some players getting ready for a party. You’re guessing there was no practice tomorrow so at least you could get a day off to get some free time for once. But sleep wouldn’t be easy if everyone was going out somewhere. You just went to your room and showered, ate some food and relaxed like you normally did after a long day of training.

You suddenly heard a knock at your door. Who could be here at 9 pm in the night? Most people would either be asleep or out partying for once since people rarely got a break around here. You opened the door to find none other than kaiser. OF COURSE he was here. OF COURSE.

He didn’t even hesitate before saying: “Why aren’t u out having fun like everyone else Schatz?”. He smirks slowly looking forward to teasing you.

You simply ignore his words and talk back: “and why aren’t u out there with your buddies having fun and wasting your time knocking on my door or do u not have any friends? Ha. I wouldn’t expect any mode from u, Kaiser.”. You simply chuckle amused by your own retort as he smirks wider.

“Oh liebling, I’m not wasting my time since I got all night but I’m simply just encouraging u from being so upright and having a night out. Is that rlly so harmful for u?”.

You sigh and say: “Well at least I’m having a peaceful night in instead of wasting my energy more then I already did today by going out and drinking.”.

Kaiser chuckles and says: “Well at least you would be having fun instead of isolating yourself like a lonely little puppy.”.

You got rlly offended and talked back defensively: “Don’t you even DARE call me that”. Kaiser smirks wider and says: “Alright then, I won’t call u that ONLY if you go out with me and the others and not leave for the whole night”.

You retort: “And what makes you think I would listen to you huh?”. Kaiser says without hesitation with a hint of perceptiveness in his voice: “Cause I know it would only take a few hours of me pleading in your ear before you finally get annoyed and agree. So spare us the hours that would drain us both of our energy and just accept already.”.

Alexa sighs reluctantly thinking to herself, rubbing her eyes slightly before finally saying: “Fine…you win but this is the first and last time I will EVER agree to do something for and with you.”. Kaiser rolls his eyes playfully and smirks: “Alright Prinzessin, go get dressed up in something nice for me. I’ll be waiting right here.”.

You rolled your eyes at his cockiness and changed in your bathroom before coming out in a red crimson dress that matched you perfectly, along with some black earrings contributing to the vibe and some boots that added a hint of you to the outfit. Kaiser was stunned but he obviously didn’t show it. You were gorgeous…

They went out to a few bars with the others and had a couple drinks having some fun. When they went back to her dorm after a few hours, it was 2 am in the morning and they were laughing together being obviously drunk. They were both lucky to have a high alcohol tolerance so they could at least walk a few steps without stumbling every time at least.

When you got back to your dorm room, you leaned against the doorway stabilising yourself and the alcohol allowed you to lower down your inhibitions slightly and say: “I….had a good time. It was honestly not as bad as I expected it to be. Your honestly a lot more fun then I thought…”.

Kaiser chuckled drunkenly and said: “I knew you would enjoy it, schätzen. We can do this every night when we have the time. All you have to do is agree.”.

You roll your eyes and chuckle and pushes him playfully and say: “Dijt get cocky on me now! I just confessed something I would never confess to someone like you.”.

Kaiser chuckles softly. After a few more moments of small talk and bantering playfully together, they both knew they had to rest for tomorrow since they would most likely wake up hungover and not even be able to get out of bed.

You eventually say: “I gotta go and get some rest if I don’t want to end up looking like a homeless person tomorrow.”.

They laugh together and right when you wished him good night and was about to go inside your dorm, he suddenly pulled u by the waist and kissed u, longingly and hungrily.

You gasped against his lips still in a bit of shock before kissing back not aware of your actions considering the alcohol that was still making your actions blurry and uncontrollable.

Kaiser pinned you to the wall still kissing you as your hands roamed all over him. After they separated, their lips were connecting by a string of saliva. They stumbled into her dorm room as kaiser pushed you down on the bed. He kissed down your neck as you titled your head back in ecstasy. After making out for a few hours, you two finally fell asleep on your bed wrapped in each others limbs with his face in your hair and your face in his neck breathing in his scent.

#kaiser x you #blue lock #michael kaiser #enemies to lovers #soccer

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