"Il veut marquer des buts. Moi, je veux le marquer, lui." Shidou Ryusei est une bête sur le terrain, incontrôlable, imprévisible, insatiable. Mais derrière ses buts en rafale, une seule obsession brûle en lui : Sae Itoshi. Froid, distant, inatteignable... exactement comme Shidou les aime. Alors quand il lui propose - sur un coup de tête - de devenir colocataires, Sae lui impose un défi : marquer cinq buts. Un marché. Un jeu. Une tension qui ne cesse de monter. Quand deux étoiles s'attirent et se défient, ça finit toujours par exploser.

------------- Shidou blinked water from his lashes. "Damn," he breathed. "You look good from this angle." Sae raised a brow. "You sounded better underwater." "Seriously though. You're up there like some brooding Roman statue ready to ruin me. Is this what submission feels like?" "Try shutting up for three minutes. You'll find out." Shidou rested his arms on the tank rim, still grinning like a soaked idiot. "Hot. Violent. Efficient. I'm so into you right now." A kid nearby asked, "Daddy, what's the wet man screaming about?" Sae turned to walk away. "HEY. I'M DRIPPING WET! DON'T LEAVE ME!" Sae raised a hand without looking back. "Dry off. You're not sleeping in my bed like that." "I'm sleeping in your bed!" "Not like that, you aren't." ------------- ♡♡A sidestory from my other rinsagi fanfic 'love to hate you' , it'll still make sense if you read this as a standalone A fanfic of shidou and sae getting through their days together in a high-school au that follows till the end of the neo egoist league ♡♡

THIS IS TRULY A JOKE PLS IIM FUNNY I SWEAR (dont take this seriouslt😞)

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This is a Hollywood Arts Highschool au featuring Blue Lock! It's suppose to be a silly little fic that I make as I go along! Hopefully you all enjoy!! Also it's female - so femlock au too!! Ships include : •Ryusae •Rinsagi •NagiReo •Kainess

"You were drawing me," Sae said. "Nah," Ryusei said. "Just sketching." "Why?" "You're pretty." versus "Is this about me?" "I find inspiration in many places," Sae answered. "I'm not sure if I should be flattered or insulted that you referred to me as a demon," Ryusei said. "That's really up to you," Sae told him. "Art is subjective, after all." "I guess I'm flattered then," Ryusei said, handing the notebook back.

Ryusei Shidou spends his day juggling reckless biking, brewing questionable potions and being a loving nuisance to his friends. What he doesn't spend his day doing is dropping off flowers to snobby rich boys. Yet one unfortunate favour later, Ryusei finds himself on the doorstep of the Itoshi mansion where he sees him. Crimson haired and dangerously pretty, Itoshi Sae is like a spell gone right for once, and Ryusei can't help but be drawn in. Yet Ryusei can't shake the feeling that there is more to Itoshi Sae then meets the eye. Or What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? Spoilers: It involves a lot of sass,one snarky pretty boy, spells, trouble, and a playful hex or two. Who says witchcraft can't be a little fun?

ryusae story bl story!!! enjoy >:3

In the world of Blue Lock, Sae Itoshi and Ryusei Shidou's rivalry burns brighter than ever - but when the line between hate and something deeper begins to blur, both are forced to face emotions they never trained for.

Amar a Shidou Ryusei es como abrazar una tormenta. Pero Sae Itoshi siempre fue bueno leyendo los desastres antes de que pasaran. Lo que no supo anticipar fue lo que una relación a distancia podía hacerles. Cuando Sae es convocado a la Selección Española por tres intensos meses, la pareja se ve forzada a enfrentar algo más difícil que un partido contra Bastard München: la rutina de la ausencia. Para evitar que Ryusei destruya su departamento -literal o emocionalmente-, Sae le encarga su cuidado (y el de su hogar) a su hermano menor, Rin Itoshi, con quien Shidou comparte una rivalidad que roza lo explosivo. Mientras las llamadas se enfrían, las inseguridades crecen y la distancia se convierte en un enemigo invisible, ambos deberán decidir si el amor que los une es suficiente para sobrevivir al espacio entre ellos... y a la lengua afilada de Rin. Una historia de amor rabioso, celos absurdos, flores de chicle y una taza de té derramada en medio de una pelea. Porque a veces, las casas no se queman con fuego. Se queman en silencio. Personajes no me pertenecen.