[ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ]
[ A lot of dialogue will not be written in this story, because it's honestly a bit painful. I'll be using sentences to describe dialogues here and there. So, I recommend you've read the manga or watched the anime. I personally am reading the manga and writing this as I go, and I'll he following it too. You have been warned. ]

4 - 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧
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"Isagi Kun?!" Kira gasped as his amber eyes dilated, the screen on the monitor changing to another little caricature, this time Isagi as his name displayed on it.

Everyone was staring at him, even [y] as he coughed. Isagi stood on one knee as he huffed and coughed, clutching his upper abdomen.

He has to hit someone now... otherwise his career will be over... the screen now showed
'0:59' as he looked at it, a flame of desperation igniting in his eyes.

[y] calmly observed the boy. 'Go on. Show me what you have... Yoichi Isagi.' As determination soared in his heart, he got up and started running, kicking the ball in

'Damn... all of them are from different places, so of course they are highly athletic. I can't even hit them with a good kick...'

His eyes wandered to the running Kira. 'I probably can't catch them by dribbling. And Kira doesn't even seem to be breaking a sweat...'

𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦... 𝘐𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪.

Igarashi realised Isagi's intention and started running away. [e/c] irises observed Isagi as the owner pursed his lips and let out a breath as they whispered a little 'Use your brain, egoist.' to no one as he crossed his arms.

"I'M GOING ALL OUT FOR THE LAST MINUTE!! YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME!!" Isagi chased the monk boy who got surprisingly faster now. 'damn... only 50 seconds left...!'

Inside his head, his thoughts ran at probably at a speed of about a million seconds. 'Is this
game really deciding my future?! What's with this test?! What does any of this have to do
with 'Ego'...?!' as he ran.

'No... I don't want to lose... i don't want this to end...' an animalistic desire and determination painted Isagi, his eyes displaying a fierce fire.

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵... 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥...!

"Nya ha ha!" "You... hey!" Isagi was slightly caught off guard as he turned his head to his
right, [y]'s gaze also following as they both saw the brunette from earlier now on Kunigami's back.

'What is he doing...? Oh? Creating an opening for him huh. I'm sure the kid. called Kunigami won't just let him do that.' [y] observed the three intensely, mostly Isagi for an unknown reason.

"Get off...! Hey!" Kunigami yelled as the brunette held his right wrist. "Here's your chance ♡" the brunette giggled.

"Go get him!" Igarashi pointed as the ginger headed boy's face contorted to irritation once more. "I told you to play..."

"Fair and square!!" He grabbed the brunette's arm with his right and flung him across the room, the brunette squeaking a small 'oh?!' as he landed on top of the monk boy.

"Oof! Oww..." he giggled on top of the irritated Igarashi. "Move away...!!" Igarashi spoke, the brunette got up and started running but the bald boy stayed kneeled on one foot.

'Oh. His foot is swollen. Must be the fall.' [e/c] irises left Isagi and zoomed in on Igarashi's now red and slightly swollen foot.

Everyone stared at Igarashi in shock, a few even gasping. "Go Isagi Kun!! Hit him, it's your chance!" Kira yelled in the midst of the heavy atmosphere.

Isagi approached the fallen Igarashi as the timer counted down from '0:30'. Various thoughts ran through his head.

If he kicked this ball right now, he'll win. He'll survive. But that means Igarashi's soccer career will end...

Igarashi desperately pleaded as Navy Blue irises stared at him without a word.
No... I have to hit him... why am I hesitating like an idiot...?! This is the kind of place Blue Lock is...

[y] could be mistaken for a distant admirer or a serial killer the way he stared at Isagi. He
doesn't know why, but he had a definite feeling that Isagi would realise his mistake.

𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦... 𝘐 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴...

The bluenette's foot pressed on top of the ball as he got ready to kick.

'𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨' 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥.

Igarashi screamed as Isagi got ready to kick. But the kick never came. He opened his eyes and glanced at the boy who stood frozen. "Huh...?"

"No..." images flashed in Isagi's mind. 'I wanted to win...' as he cried, staring at the ground. 'I'm #299... it's safer to keep running til the end...' as he glanced at the frantic Igarashi. 'If I pass... we can get a point...' as he looked at Tada, his teammate.

𝘈𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦... 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦...

"No... I came here to change my life, to become the world's best..." A silence engulfed the room as the voice's owner turned his head, a blue flame emerging from his pitch black swirling eyes.

[y] covered his mouth with his right hand, a mad grin hiding behind those soft hands. If you even squint really hard, you'd see a very tiny blush on his cheek.

It was a strange but familiar feeling well known to him. It was just like this, years ago. When he had found hi-

𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦!!

With a sharp turn, the blunette turned around and ran with the ball to Igarashi's left. "I like you!"

The brunette with yellow undertone highlights jumped forward with a smile, pointing a raised finger at the running Isagi and catching him off guard.

'Again, is this a soccer training facility or a dating event?' [y] deadpanned.

"You get it ♪" the boy gave Isagi a close eyed smile, catching his attention. "If you're gonna beat someone..."

In a flash of a second, he stole the ball from Isagi's feet and ran opposite to him, now towards Kira and 3 others.

'Oh. A change? He would totally pout about not having popcorn if he was here.'

"Huh...?" Isagi paused, eyes dilating as he turned his head around. "...Go for the strongest guy♪" With a mad grin, the boy ran.

The screen changed from '00:11' to '00:10' seconds as the name 'Meguru Bachira' with a derpy chibi.

"Me?!" Kira yelped in realisation, as he watched the others move to the side and the boy running towards him.

'I have an inkling that these two will form quite a friendship in the future...' [y] sharpened his gaze from Isagi to Bachira as he watched.

What will you do now, Isagi Yoichi?

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• Honestly this would have come out way earlier if my docs didn't decide to give this specific file a error like 3 times making me download and copy paste again. :x

• Sorry for the little cliffhanger, tee hee. :3