Scorpion (Blue Lock fanfiction)

4 • Shidou, the party crasher

A/N: Hello there! I am here! Do you know who I am? 

WELL I'M PENNYWISE THE DANCING CLOWN 🤡 🤡 🤡 

Firstly, sorry for the lack of updates. I was on a trip for a few days and couldn't find the time to write. I'll try to warn you guys next time I go awol

Secondly, dialogue will be slightly different to the actual manga like for example the name Itoshi Sae is called Sae Itoshi

WARNING: Cussing, violence, a few f-bombs(because... Shidou)

"The match is in two weeks." Sasori recognised the voice of the man. It was Hoichi. So he's the coach. Should have expected that. Playing football was what he had signed up for yet here he was, sitting in the corner of a room and waiting for it to be over.

The speech was pretty bad too. It was your average 'go team' speech that you heard in some cringe sports movie.

"And now I am going to introduce you to the two long-awaited additions to the team..." Here we go, he thought. 

"Kuro Sasori and of course Sae Itoshi!"

Kuro flashed his pearly whites at the team. In reality, he didn't really care what they thought. Right now, nothing was more important than beating his high score in Subway Surfers. 

Sae seemed to feel the same yet he showed it openly. His hands were stuffed in his pockets like the brat that he was.

"So cool!" said one of the players.

"He just looks like a spoiled little prince to me." Gosh, I really wanna rip Sae off his high horse right now.

No one was acknowledging him as much as they acknowledged 'boy wonder'. It was eating at his mind like a parasite. His loose grip on sanity was the only thing keeping him from snapping. 

And it was only getting worse for Kuro. The tag along, Ryusei Shidou, was minding his own business in the corner of the room.

Sae, the personification of arrogance, was looking at the team with disdain. To him, the team was just toys for him to play with until he got bored. "Uh... be thankful that you get to play football with me." For Kuro this was the last straw. "And why the heck should I?" He gestured to himself. "Do you really think that I can't become the best in the world?"

"Dream on sucker!" In a second, the tag along was clutching the back of his head and forcing it to lurch forwards. "If you wanted to fight you should just told me." Kuro's head hit the table with a bang.

 Making the first strike was a grave mistake on Shidou's part. You could say that he'd been barking up the wrong tree. Or you could say he was messing with the wrong person.

 He's messed up my face, that fucking demon. The blood was trickling from the corner of his nose as if it was a leak. Silence was the only thing following this. Who the fuck does he is?

I should... rip him apart. One quick move was all it took for Sasori. An opening was an opportunity and wasting that would be a crime. This time Kuro was on top. He grabbed the In that moment, the scorpion unleashed his wrath.

"Fuck you!" said the toxic one.

"It would be my pleasure," said the hellish one.

And the puppet they called coach could not do anything to stop it.

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"This nobody is getting on my nerves." Kuro tightened his grip onto a bruised Shidou's arm. "Can I at least hit him a few more times?"

"Sasori." Aiku gave him a look. For a second it looked like a glare but it was hidden by the smile on his face. I don't like that. Better steer clear of him.

Kuro rolled his eyes and "Don't think I'll let you off next time boom boy. I'm sick of your stupid explosions." Kuro cautiously released his arm from his grasp slowly. "I don't get how you haven't been arrested yet. Oh well, it will happen in due time." Somehow, leaving that psycho without a babysitter seemed bad. 

And it would of been. Sasori, with his back faced to Shidou, couldn't see a roundhouse kick coming his way. Aiku saw it coming though.

"Man, you're really looking down on us." The demon had been subdued. Ryusei Shidou was obviously surprised. It was not every day that two people kicked his ass. 

"I do like your spirit squirt... but it's out on the field where you need to show your stuff."

"Need a hand Aiku?" One of the others said. I hate how much they respect him. His golden eyes burned into the back of Aiku's head.

"I got it, it's chill." It's chill? Oh, I didn't know we were in the eighties. "And, uh, superstars?" Aiku's piercing green eye stared at him. Kuro had seen that kind of stare before; it was almost as if it was daring him to argue. "If you want our confidence, you won't get it by talking a big game but by actually playing." Then the captain turned around to eye Sae, who still seemed uninterested with this whole debacle.

"Is that a challenge Mr Captain Sir?" A fiery feeling lit up somewhere inside of him. Was this his ego talking or was it him?

"I'm always up to crushing some extras."

He shot a look at Sae. "You wanna train with me Sae-kun?" Sae Itoshi's eyes never left Kuro's. "I want to see how strong you are for myself 'cus your lackey makes me bored." 

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