Ascension│Bluelock x male reader

16. Glass Genius

When the game against Team W finally came around, Y/N was beginning to grow bored of this Bluelock stuff already.

It wasn't the fact that they couldn't leave the facility. It wasn't the fact that they had limited food. It wasn't even the fact that the only thing they could do was train. No, Y/N was used to all of that.

The thing that made him bored was the fact that he was hiding his true abilities. It felt wrong, though that was probably his ego talking. As much as he wanted to go crazy and score all the goals, he had to keep reminding himself to keep out of the spotlight, for now.

Once the second selection starts, I can begin to show off. But right now, if I used my full abilities, it would be nothing short of unfair. Team Z wouldn't improve their own skills, because there would be no risk, and any team we played against would have a chance. There might be good potential in their teams, but it wouldn't matter.

So he kept himself quiet, letting himself fade into the background while people like Isagi and Bachira grew more influential in Team Z. He kept up the training with Niko, though, and was pleased to see Niko gradually improving, unlocking his own ego as he did so.

He remembered what Niko had declared in his last training session, eyes glowing with pride. "I'm not going to use my eyes just for passing. I'm going to use them to score goals, just like a striker should."

A loud voice yelled into his ear, and Y/N instinctively jerked his head away from the noise. His hand shot out, nailing the unfortunate person in the nose. "What the hell?!"

Raichi stumbled back a step, clutching at his red nose as Y/N flushed with embarrassment. "I was just telling you that the game is starting soon!"

"Didn't have to yell it in my ear." Y/N grumbled. He glanced over to the other side of the field, and for once Raichi was right - the enemy team was walking on, doing stretches as they fanned out across the pitch.

"Didn't have to punch me." Raichi grumbled right back.

"I wanted to." Y/N shot back.

Raichi glowered, not scaring him in the slightest. He glowered right back, the expression unusual on his normally smiling face. Though, before anything could go down, Iemon stepped between them.

His face was stern, and he spoke to them like someone would to a pair of children. "Now, Raichi, Y/N, go to your positions. We start the game soon."

"He yelled at me!" Y/N protested.

"He punched me!" Raichi protested right back.

Iemon raised his eyes skywards, probably wishing he was anywhere else but there as the two teenage boys scowled at each other pettily. "Look, just get ready." He took Y/N by the shoulders, marching the other boy with him as they walked into defence.

"Was his fault." Y/N sounded like an upset kid as Iemon walked him away from Raichi, pouting.

"Sure, whatever." Iemon sighed tiredly, strapping on his goalkeeper's gloves. Team W was forming up, two strange looking boys heading their formation as everyone else stood behind them. It was a weird, symmetrical formation, and for a second Y/N was thrown off as he searched for a single player at the front that wasn't there.

They seemed ready to face Team Z. Really, really ready. All their players had a steely expression of determination on their faces, and even from across the pitch Y/N could feel the confidence rolling off the two players at the front.

"See those two at the front? They're called the Wanima brothers." Iemon said suddenly.

"How could I not?" Y/N grinned. "They look like weirdos." He was just telling the truth - with their huge eyes, insane smiles and crooked teeth, they looked both intimidating and laughable at the same time.