Everyone's hearts were palpitating, tension suspending highly into the thick, clammy air and their breathing was labored from the intensive game they were in the middle of having. There was less than a minute left on the clock until the match would come to its fateful conclusion, but at least New Inazuma Japan was in the lead with a single point - the only downside was the influential fact that the opposing team had the ball, and their ace striker was seconds away from potentially shooting another goal.

Ibuki stood at the goal in a firm stance, eyebrows creased together while he endured the pressure of this shoot with his signature smirk, he wouldn't let them score — he was the goalkeeper, and he swore not to allow them the glory of another point; they were going to win, and that was absolute. "Come on! Shoot with everything you've got!" he bellowed with amusement, a prideful gleam glossing over his plum-colored orbs.

"Ibuki-kun, you can do it!" your voice stung his ears, and you remained unmoved from your spot from across the field; having done your fair share in the match as being a forward along with Tsurugi and Matatagi. Your hands were gently cupped around your mouth to act as an amplifier, and you cried out another string of emboldening words, "We believe in you! Our goalkeeper!"

That encouragement gave him another force of confidence and strength — an enticing feeling of motivation to upkeep the crucial advantage surged through him like a hurricane, it wasn't something he particularly disliked to begin with either. "Leave it to me. I'll stop it!" Ibuki elaborated while widening his stance partly, still vacillating mentally on how to stop the shoot he already predicted to come - It was Gold Fever, wasn't it? He knew how to stop that!

Maxim charged forward briskly, his pace holding strongly along with every single constricting muscle racked in his legs, and with the ball between his feet he swiftly jumped high in the air and promptly spun around. The momentum elicited light green swirls to revolve around him, and he pushed his body hard and rode the air current to continue causing him to spin midair, at a critical moment he released the ball and it shot downwards into the ground - a road of dirt trailing behind the ball as it traveled below everyone's sight.

The New Inazuma Japan goalkeeper had already anticipated what was to come, and began to charge a glowing yellow energy in his prominent hand. The ball jumped up from its current disposition, gold strewn across the field flooring - starkly going against that fresh green, and with it being enveloped in gold, it headed toward the goal in a flash.

Feet lumbered heavily forward, Ibuki began skidding against the ground as he himself spun around a few times before he swung upwards with all his might in an uppercut, and doing that caused five yellow slashes to protrude from the ground and easily block the overwhelming shoot - that may have been powerful in the eyes of others, but to him it was another more than a fly he smacked down like it was nothing.

Ibuki held the ball in his hands, an unmistakably large grin stretched almost cockily on his features, and he couldn't help but throw his arms into the air as those fateful blowing whistles went off in a flurry to signal the end of the game. The entire stadium erupted into vigorous cheers, and everyone's chest swelled with an uncontrollable sense of accomplishment and exultation as they won.

Your first instinct was to run over to Ibuki as your own parade of cheers flew from your mouth, and he saw you coming and immediately dropped the ball to meet you halfway. Once you were in a close range, he hooked his rugged hands onto your hips and instantly lifted you up in the air - your face etched in mild shock at his action, but still had that ecstasy overriding everything.

He twirled you around, the heel of his feet digging into the lush grass as he did so, and he had his gaze fixed on your expression; drinking in every last detail as the two of you laughed in merry contentment. "We did it, [Name]! We did it!" but before you could respond, or process anything else he had brought you in and in a fervor trance pressed his lips onto yours.

You practically froze as he kissed you, you weren't expecting him to do that at all — it was way too sudden for you to handle! Ibuki was still caught up in that heat, that spurr of the moment of winning, and he didn't care that he was kissing you; he's wanted to do it for a long time, and now just seemed like the perfect opportunity to do so!

He released your lips from his own, opening his eyes to espy your flushed face and it made his own cheeks melt into a soft shade of red himself, before he held you out away from his again. "Y-Y-You don't just pick someone up suddenly and kiss them!" you chided from embarrassment, and you adverted your gaze from his because you were beginning to shake from it and you knew that your face displayed that excellently.

Ibuki chuckled under his breath, deciding to one last time hold you in his arms for this minute, and he did so without suppressing anything — pulling his hold on you and almost forcing your arms to wrap around his neck as he held you against him in an iron-grip. "You're not just someone, so...

I'll kiss you whenever."


a/n; I have around 40 prompts (some already written asides from this one, so I can update at least once every day for a bit) but yeah, I like writing about kisses so I decided to do this challenge! I'm gonna try to add a lot more diversity with characters, and not make it just about Ibuki and Matatagi AHAHA STILL BIASED.

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