"Woohoo."
Game-time against the twins. This was not going to be fun, your back hurt like a bitch. Probably from crumpling over on the field yesterday, possibly even early on-set spinal arthritis, or just carrying team Z (in spirit). Who knows?
Kick-off started with the unsightly pair having the ball. No-brows seemed to talk to Mustache-brows only to receive facial responses, seemingly not much of a talker. They were able to weave around Igarashi, obviously, to where you, Chigiri, and Isagi stood.
"Chigiri?" No Eyebrows started, "Isn't your football career already over with that knee of yours?" he taunted.
You couldn't help the offended expression that planted itself on your face. They insult Chigiri, your ol' buddy, ol' pal. You two were both optically confusing specimens to the gender binary, there was a solidarity between you, if you will. Although, you weren't even sure what they were talking about with his knee.
You slid on the ground and kicked the ball out from under Mustache-brows over to Isagi. He passed to Igarashi...for some reason, and the monk sent the ball up in the air.
Seemingly miraculously, Kuon leaped into the air and hit the ball into the net with his forehead. Everyone burst into cheers, but you spent a long second staring at the goalkeeper. He was totally prepared to block that, it was completely in his range too. It was like he waited until the moment he wouldn't be able to reach it to jump. Maybe he just sucked.
After the restart, Bachira and Kunigami stole the ball and got it to Kuon, which resulted in another goal by him.
Wow.
That's it.
Team W was being awfully dramatic about their lost goals. It was fucking annoying, really. They had all their bewildered expressions and confused screams, and yet the goalkeeper still reacted too late.
Mustache-brows fouled Naruhaya in a fit of rage, leaving the free-kick to Bachira. He utilized Kuon yet again to jump up and knock the ball into the goal.
What the fuck? You'd never seen Kuon play this well, this prominently. Not even in practice.
The locker room after the first half was filled with shouts of admiration for Kuon, which he took graciously. You keep your eyes on him the entire time, did Ego allow steroids in this place? Doubt. Maybe Cyanide.
At the restart, Kuon convinced Raichi to pass him the ball, which he lethargically handled. One of the twins stole it from behind him, driving the ball straight into the net.
Those drugs sure don't last long. Shit quality, 0/10.
The ball, back in Team Z's possession, got stolen in a fumbled pass...by Kuon. Unsurprisingly, Team W scored another goal.
"Kuon, the hell is your problem?" you said from beside him, "You were great earlier." No one starts making utterly fatal mistakes after five minutes in the locker room, especially when they managed to score three goals in the first half.
"Ah, nerves? Sorry." he laughed nervously between pants of breath.
"Okay, I guess. Just get your head back in the game."
"You can count on me!"
You nodded slowly, "Prove it, then."
Back in play, Team W read your tactics perfectly. It didn't make sense. The triangular positioning Kunigami, Isagi, and Bachira were playing was not something they could flawlessly predict without seeing it first.
No Eyebrows passed the ball over everyone, at a height Kuon could surely reach.
He missed.
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