Chapter 27

A/N: Soooo, this was supposed to be out yesterday… Wattpad just decided you lot need to wait another 24hours…

So as a little “sorry” from me, I added a bit of Chapter 25 to the current one, so enjoy the little bit extra for today.

Anyways, again sorry for the unexpected delay and I hope you’ll like the chapter!

-Third Person POV-

“talking” – ‘thoughts’

“Don’t forget which one of us should fear the other.”

Team Red 0:1 Team White

Whilst Team White is celebrating their early lead, Gento is calmly walking towards his teammate, more specifically towards Rin. “So, what do you think?”

Rin tilts his head down, looking at his teammate calmly. “They’re not a threat.”. Gento nods his head slightly, watching as Team White put down the ball at the kick off spot, before walking away from it.

As Rin starts walking towards it, Gento grabs ahold of his arm, “Wait a sec.”. Looking over his shoulder Rin stares at Gento coldly, “What?”. Taking a step back, Gento tilts his head to the side, “Look, I know we don’t get along but let’s work together here.”.

“Why should I?” Rin questions the younger striker in front of him. Gento’s eyes narrow on Isagi, “One of them pissed me off. Right now, I just want to show him what true fear looks like.” Staring at his teammates for a couple of seconds, Rin obviously isn’t convinced. “As a compromise, I won’t steal your goals and even set one up for you.” Gento sighs, seeing his teammates’ hesitance. Rin follows Gento’s line of sight, his vision zeroing in on Isagi, “Whatever, I don’t care.”.

Rin continues his walk towards the kick-off spot, as Gento starts walking towards the right side of the pitch. ‘I’ll show you why you need to fear ME. Not the other way around.’.

Rin passes the ball to Bachira, who receives the ball and locks eyes with Isagi, “Let’s go Isagi. Things won’t go as they did last time.”

Game Restart! – Team Red 0:1 Team White!

As Bachira sprints at Isagi, both Gento and Aryu begin running up the flanks. Barou hovers close to Gento who looks up at the muscular striker, “Why are you here? Can’t keep up with Bachira?”. “Ofcourse I can, you low-life.” Barou responds, eyes narrowing at the younger’s comment.

“You think, Isagi can?” Gento questions, looking over to the aforementioned striker, who is currently being forced backwards in a 1v1 against Bachira. “Seems like he’s in over his head. Don’t worry, your highness, I won’t score.” Gento turns to run further towards the edge of the pitch, distancing himself from the duo, “You should choose carefully, wouldn’t want your kingdom to crumble, eh?” Barou looks between Gento, who is seemingly removing himself from the match and the 1v1 between Isagi and Bachira.

Gritting his teeth Barou grumbles to himself before pivoting towards Bachira and Isagi, “Tch! Dammit. BOB CUT!!” At the yell, Bachira turns slightly leaving himself open to an attack by Isagi. Seeing the opening Isagi steps forward, aiming to steal the ball. However before he could reach the dribbler, Bachira sends a no-look pass high up the field aiming straight for-

“Yo Glam-freak, Ball incoming!” Gento yells out from the sidelines. “GET IN FRONT AND INTERCEPT, PRINCESS!” Barou angrily screams at his teammate, before turning and locking eyes with Gento who smirks at him “YOU!”.

During their sprint, Chigiri is starting to gain distance to Aryu. As the ball comes closer, the glamorous striker jumps up and traps the ball in the air, with his leg fully infront of Chigiri. The speedster startles upon seeing the range of Aryu “Ah! Intercepting in midair like that, your reach should be illegal!”

“Pitiful.” Aryu says, calmly whilst landing in front of Chigiri, “The airspace is my territory.” He briefly looks up and pulls his leg back, “And all I have to do is pass before you can catch up.” Finishing his sentence, he immediately sends a cross over to the other side of the pitch, right into the path of Gento. ‘Here it comes.’

As the ball begins to approach him, he begins slowing down slightly, ‘You should be here any second now…’. Almost as if his thoughts had been listened to, he hears the thumping of cleats hitting the ground running up behind him.

“It’s mine, you sneaky son of a bitch!!!” Barou yells, nearing Gento. “No, it isn’t.” Gento calmly says, raising his leg as the ball reaches him. ‘If I try to trap it he’ll steal it, so I’ll just…’

With Barou now mere centimeters behind him, Gento hits the ball using his heel, bouncing it off of the floor right through Barou’s legs. “WHA-!” Before Barou could even realize what happened, Gento immediately turns, receiving the ball and rushing into the penalty area.

“COVER HIM!” Gento hears Chigiri yell out from the side of the pitch, looking around he spots Nagi moving towards him. “I got it.” As Nagi draws near passes the ball behind his standing leg using his heel. “Wrong choice, Nagi.”

Standing right outside of the penalty area is Rin Itoshi, completely free with the ball approaching him. “That was decent, Hirako.” Rin says calmly, pulling his foot back before shooting the ball with his first touch, curving it high over the approaching Isagi, straight past the goalkeeper’s hand.

GOAL!! Scorer: Rin Itoshi! – TEAM RED 1:1 Team White

As the ball hits the back of the net, Rin looks straight at Isagi, “Looks like you’ve at least been studying up on how to use your eyes. But that lukewarm football of yours, won’t make my heart dance.”

Walking over to his teammate, hands in his pockets Gento tilts his head looking at Rin, “You flirting with the enemy now?” At this Rin’s face scrunches up in confusion, “What?”. Seeing the striker’s confused expression Gento’s face quickly mirrors that of Rin, “Huh? You don’t get how ‘That lukewarm football of yours, won’t make my heart dance.’ can be seen as flirting?”. Rin stares at Gento with a deadpan, “No.” “You’re hopeless, you know.”

Whilst the two stare at eachother with matching deadpans, Aryu walks over and compliments the two on their ‘glam’ goal. During this Isagi is looking over at the duo, with sweat running down his face, ‘They’re teaming up now? Why? I thought those two hated eachother? Last game they couldn’t connect, but now they’re working together? What changed?’

Feeling eyes on him Gento looks over at Isagi, staring at him with the same cold eyes he did before. ‘What’s up with him?’ Isagi questions in his head. “Come on, let’s reset.” Gento nods his head over to their side of the pitch, as Rin also begins to move.

“It’s still 1-1, let’s fucking go!!” Barou says towards his teammates, “Yeah! Our attacks work!” Chigiri chimes in. With the ball at his feet, Nagi looks at his team, “It’s time for our counter. Starting now.”

He ends his sentence by sending a pass towards Chgiri, restarting the game in the process.

Game Restart! – Team Red 1:1 Team White!

Receiving the ball Chigiri begins rushing forward, before being quickly intercepted by Aryu. Gento watches as Rin positions himself further back, allowing him to easily respond to any action taken by Chigiri.

This, however, leaves Nagi wide open. Gento realizes this but chooses to ignore it, focusing on keeping Barou out of the game for now. ‘So we’re down one for now. Shouldn’t be a problem.’

‘Wait… If everyone’s focused on Nagi then…’ Gento quickly locks eyes with Rin who sends him a nod, and moves slightly allowing him to cover Barou and freeing up Gento.

At the same time as Gento begins to rush away from Barou, Chigiri sends a cross aiming for Isagi, who is rushing through Team Red’s supposed blindspot, however before the ball could reach its intended target, Gento manages to jump up heading the ball right at Rin’s feet.

“Gento?!” he hears Isagi yell out from behind him. “Get it, Rin.” Gento says, rising to his feet and watching his teammate run up the pitch, “Don’t tell me what to do.” Rin continues his march up the pitch before being intercepted by both Nagi and Barou.

“I won’t let you get past.” Nagi says, standing in front of Rin, “You stand out too much, kid.” follows Barou’s comment. “That’s the point.” Rin responds coldly, sending a heel pass straight at Gento, who is suprised at the sudden pass. ‘He’s really working with me?’.

With Isagi hot on his feet, Gento kicks the ball forwards using the outside of his foot, curling the pass into the open space behind Nagi and Barou, just as Rin pierces through the two. “A trivela?!” Chigiri questions, watching Rin sprint straight at the keeper without anyone blocking him.

Without slowing down, Rin hammers the ball straight past the goalkeeper, right into the back of the net putting Team Red in the lead.

GOAL!! Scorer: Rin Itoshi! – TEAM RED 2:1 Team White

‘Those two…’ Isagi’s thoughts begin spiraling, trying to find a weakness in his opponent’s offence. Although before he could finish coming up with a strategy, his thoughts get interrupted by a voice coming from behind him, “Scared yet?”.

Turning he finds Gento staring back at him with a completely emotionless face, “Don’t worry, you’ll find a way out of this, right~?.” He steps forward clapping Isagi on the back before moving away from him, “Come on buddy, use those eyes of yours. See how you’ll lose.”

After taking a second to collect his thoughts, Isagi turns towards Team White’s lazy genius, “Nagi, it’s time to eat. Let’s devour ’em.” he says looking straight at the members of team red with some sweat dripping down his face. “…Yeah.” comes the white-hair’s response.

Game Restart! – Team Red 2:1 Team White!

Nagi restarts the game by passing the ball back to Chigiri, who charges straight at Aryu, “We’ll do this, as many times as it takes.” he says towards the tall striker. “And we’ll stop you, as many times as it takes.”

“Oi, CHIGIRI! GIVE ME THE BALL!” Barou yells out, rushing at Team Red’s goal with Gento slightly in front of him. “I wouldn’t do that, princess.” he says, drifting slightly inbetween the two teammates. “You’re in my way!” Barou screams at the short boy standing between him and his teammate, “That’s kinda the point.”

Gento looks over his shoulder past the enraged royalty behind him, straight at Isagi and Bachira. ‘You’re waiting for a pass from Chigiri, aren’t you… Too bad, that won’t happen. Rin and I won’t let you get close.’.

However, just when his focus was on Isagi, Nagi suddenly burst through the gap he left between himself and Chigiri, ‘Huh?!’. “Nagi!!” Chigiri exclaims in suprise, before sending a pass into the path of Nagi.

Seeing this Rin immediatly rushes to cover the advancing striker, realizing that he wouldn’t be able to get past Rin in a 1v1, Nagi lets the ball roll past him straight to the feet of Isagi who had managed to create some distance to Bachira.

Without a second thought Isagi sends a pass perfectly into the space behind Rin. “Perfect.” Nagi says to himself, seeing as the ball moves towards him. Nagi’s eyes widen as he spots Rin change his course slightly, ‘Even with a perfect pass like this, he’s still not lagging behind?! In that case…’

Pulling his leg back, Nagi prepares to shoot the ball causing Rin to jump in front of the lazy genius aiming to block his shot. Nagi’s leg, however, only slightly scuffs the bottom of the ball, keeping it in the air without having it move away from him.

At this a flicker of suprise makes its way onto Rin’s face as realizes what had just happened. With Nagi now completely open, he simply plants his left foot before volleying the ball into the back of the net, rocketing it straight past the outstreched arms of the keeper.

GOAL!! Scorer: Seishiro Nagi! – Team Red 2:2 TEAM WHITE

“That’s sick.” Gento says out loud, impressed by the display of skill by the white-haired striker. “Super glam, indeed.” Aryu agrees with the younger boy. “They played you like a fiddle, Rin-chan, still think this is lukewarm?” Bachira teases the number one. “Shut up, bob cut. Even I feel the heat when I’m provoked.”

“Want to turn up the heat then, Rin?” Gento asks as he retrieves the ball from inside their own goal and throws it towards Rin who simply looks down at Gento before sending him a quick nod and moving to the kick-off spot.

“Enough with the fuss I’m going to control this field from now on.” Rin says, putting down the ball and resting his right foot atop it. “If you want to win, do your best to keep up.”. ‘Let’s see you get serious.’ Gento thinks to himself.

“For once, he’s burning up…” Aryu comments on the changed attitude of his teammate. “Great! I wanna see it! Rin-chan playing for real!” Bachira says, passing the ball slightly forward right into Rin’s path.

Game Restart! – Team Red 2:2 Team White!

Receiving the ball, Rin immediately passes it out wide, right inbetween Gento and Barou who were charging straight at eachother. “He missed his pass. I’ll get there first!” Barou says to himself, watching the ball’s trajectory.

‘No, he didn’t.’ Gento thinks to himself, watching the backspin of the ball. As the ball bounces up off the floor it spins back towards Gento and away from Barou. “Geez, what can’t you do?” he mutters to himself, foot reaching out and flicking the ball over Barou as he continues his sprint past the taller striker.

Continuing to tear up the right side, Gento briefly looks towards Rin, motioning at Aryu with his head. Quickly receiving a nod from the cold and calculated boy, Gento nods back before sending a high cross straight into the path of Aryu.

“Oh, this is an oppressive pass, meant to challenge my limitations…” Aryu says, watching the ball curve towards him, “This leaves me with only one choice, to rise to the challenge!” finishing his sentence he jumps up and traps the ball midair using his chest. Just as the glamorous striker lands, Chigiri manages to get past him, closing off his path to the goal. “Well, aren’t you amazing. But I’ve caught up.”.

With no other option and his teammate closing in on the goal, Aryu passes the ball back into the middle right to Rin’s feet. “Nagi! Watch out for Rin’s shot!” Isagi calls out to his teammate, “Already on it!”.

As Rin pulls his foot back, Nagi moves to close the gap, expecting another feint like before. Rin, however, spins around fully, putting his body inbetween Nagi and the ball, causing the white-haired striker’s eyes to widen with surprise ‘A roulette?!’.

“I can read you.” Isagi says, now standing right in the face of Rin trying to steal the ball, only to realize that the ball is no longer there. “You’re two steps behind.“.

“Am I up now?” Bachira questions, seeing the ball rapidly approaching him. With the ball rapidly closing in, a smile graces Bachira’s face, “I see what you are doing. You weren’t reading the flow. Everyone was being manipulated.”

Jumping up, Bachira traps the ball, “Testing the limits of all those on the field, and drawing out their abilities to new heights all to make them dance to the tune of his will.” He shoots the ball, hitting it into the top corner, leaving the keeper grasping at the empty air as the ball passes.

GOAL!! Scorer: Meguru Bachira! – TEAM RED 3:2 Team White

“Did you really think you could read me? A puppet side-show like you.“ Rin taunts Isagi, who is now laying on the floor behind the black haired striker. Staring at the various members of Team White scattered across the pitch, Gento smiles to himself.

‘Let’s see them start to panic.’

– End of Chapter 24 –