WILD QUEEN {Y! BLUE LOCK X READER}

III| TRAINING AND SHIT

ISAGI AND [NAME] STARED AT KIRA, THEIR MOUTHS SLIGHTLY AGAPE AS ADRENALINE KEPT COURSING THROUGH THEIR BODY.
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"Isagi.. [Name]?.. Hey.. wha-what are you two.. doing?" Kira kept switching his eyes from Isagi to [Name] over and over again, as blood dripped down from his nose to the solid floor."Wait.. what-what just happened? I'm bleeding.." Kira muttered to himself, putting his hand on his nose.

[Name] blinked a few times, then finally regained control of herself. Isagi also seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in. "Sorry.. The whole thing's a blur- the ball came at me out of nowhere.." Isagi apologized, shifting his gaze from the floor back to Kira. "Don't give me that!-" Kira was about to speak but was cut off by [Name]. "Idiot. You had a second left. You could have kicked the ball and gotten him eliminated." [Name] coldly spoke, pointing to the injured monkey on the floor.

Clapping was heard from the television. "Smart girl. She's right. If you had reacted faster, you would have still been in. You lost, Ryosuke Kira, and are disqualified." Ego leaned into the television, showing a hella weird angle of him. "Now lock off, loser." Kira's eyes somehow widened even more.

Shaky and uneven breaths escaped from Kira's mouth as he slowly stood up. "This is bullshit... My career's over, lying in tatters... this early on... AND IT'S ONLY BECAUSE I LOST IN SOME CHILDISH GAME?! I'M THE JEWEL IN THE CROWN OF JAPANESE SOCCER!" Kira pointed to himself with his thumb and yelled at the television screen, clearly pissed off.

"NO WAY YOU THINK IGAGURI, ISAGI AND [NAME] ARE MORE TALENTED THAN ME, RIGHT?! ALL THIS PROVES IS THAT THEY'RE BETTER AT TAG!" Kira continued to yell while everyone was staring at him. "WHAT DOES ANY OF THIS HAVE TO DO WITH FOOTBALL?!" Kira yelled, waiting for an answer from Ego, while an irk mark appeared on [Name]'s face at Kira's remark.

"Yikes... embarassing..." [Name] muttered, while the pink-haired male next to her nodded in agreement. Ego scratched his head with his pointer finger for a few seconds, then looked at Kira. "Every aspect of your lives here in Blue Lock will have something to do with the sport, so look around you mister mediocre elite~" Ego mocked, waving his pointer finger in a circular motion, which caused a snort to escape from [Name].

"Notice the room size?-" Ego continued his weird ass speech, while [Name], as expected, spaced out. "Ryosuke Kira, LOCK OFF!" Those four words brought her back to the real world. [Name] immediately looked at Kira, seeing that he was speechless. "Bachira... came out of nowhere... he singled me out.. This isn't fair.. BACHIRA CAME OUT OF NOOOOWHEREEEE!" Kira yelled the last part out like a maniac, which caused [Name] to scrunch her nose.

Kira glared at Isagi for a few seconds, then turned his ugly ass expression to [Name]. "Stop, you look ugly." [Name] blurted out. As soon as Kira was near the door, [Name] decided to piss him off just a little bit more "Mwah mwah, kisses, darling." [Name] sarcastically spoke, waving her hand with a mocking smile.

Bachira and Isagi spoke about something until Bachira dragged [Name]'s name into the conversation. "So, I chose you and [Name], and we all won!" Bachira winked. "Huh? what? I heard my name?" [Name] blinked, unaware of what they were talking about. Ego once again started some fucked up speech, to which [Name] obviously didn't pay attention to.

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Exhausted breaths radiated throughout the training room, as everyone in Team Z was forced to work their ass off. [Name] was running on a treadmill beside Isagi and Raichi. "Isagi, Igaguri, [Name]! You don't think you can become the world's greatest striker going that slow! Mere mortals like you should run home before I make you cry!" Raichi exclaimed with a proud grin on his face, while [Name] deadpanned at him. "Are you blind? I'm running at the same pace as you, and I've been running much longer. If anything I can probably go faster." [Name] snickered, and pointed to her time of running which showed an hour and thirty minutes, while his showed one hour and thirteen minutes.