You'll never walk alone

By ArokuRaita

Disclaimer: Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura and this fanfic was written nonprofit.

Note: My OTP is Kunisagi, but… I never knew I loved Nagisagi so much!

Note 2: This chapter has been edited to be less explicit.

10. Make me all yours

Even though Nagi hated to lose and felt frustrated, it wasn't that bad to have lost against Rin. Having room for improvement was really good, too. However, Isagi looked like he just got NTRed. The white haired striker tried to talk some sense into him, but it was useless: Isagi was just blabbing about being unable to do anything and couldn't create a chemical reaction.

"If we lose the next one, you'll be the one who gets stolen, Nagi. I won't be chosen… Even if I were the enemy, I wouldn't want a player like me"

Nagi was calm and collected, but Yoichi's last sentence made him snap. He couldn't understand his own anger, but if the guy he admired so much —who had shown him how interesting soccer could be, the guy for whom he had almost broken his friendship with Reo—was talking about himself like he was trash... Then Nagi admired trash. That couldn't be.

So he got up and grabbed a strand of Isagi's hair.

"I teamed up with you because I thought it would help me get better at soccer. And you're not helping me being a sore loser. Get it together"

Well, there was another reason, but it wasn't the right time to mention it.

"Are you trying to ride on my shoulders or what?"

"Work harder, Reo wouldn't be moping like that"

Isagi never thought of Nagi other than as a friend or a teammate, mostly because he thought Reo and the genius were an item. So it was annoying to be compared to someone else —and a boyfriend, to top.

"Don't compare me and push your ideals on me like that!"

Wow, he's really mad, Nagi thought. But hey, he was just telling the truth.

"It can't be helped, I've only ever played soccer with him"

"What? So you can't do anything if Reo isn't with you?!"

"Neither can you. You're useless without Bachira, right?"

Isagi was tired of receiving blows to his heart and pride. Damn, the hellish training from before looked easier now…

"Shut up, you're right! That's why I'm irritated! I'll prove that I can fight even by myself!"

Then, Nagi found out the key: their ability to hold their ground in a 1 vs 1 battle.

If he wants to be better at 1 vs 1 battles and chemical reactions, maybe I can do something, the genius said to himself.

Soon they made peace, until a new team arrived: Barou and Naruhaya.

Isagi got surprised when he saw his former teammate alongside the self-proclaimed 'king', mostly because he didn't expect them to get along. Besides, their team had 'Aomori's Messi'—way to go, Naruhaya!

However, the blue eyed striker noted that Asahi didn't talk about why he wasn't chosen and Barou soon showed his egoist side. They weren't a real team.

Nagi got curious about Naruhaya. Why did Isagi remember him? Was he a top player? And Barou's attitude irked him a lot: acting like a king after a loss was stupid. They wanted to fight immediately, but they'd have to wait 24 hours for a new match.

"Cowards" said Barou before leaving with Naruhaya.

After a short pause, Nagi spoke:

"I'm thirsty. Can we just go to the break room, please?"

Isagi nodded. They walked through the same door Barou passed when he left. I hope we don't end up bumping into him. Luckily, there were just unknown guys roaming around.

Nagi found bottles of water and took 2, for Isagi and him. Then, they looked for an empty room.

"I'm taking the upper bed!" claimed Nagi while climbing up to the top bunk.

"Yeah, whatever" Yoichi replied. He was really tired, in body and soul. "I'm going to the bathroom"

"I'll go with you", said Nagi while climbing down the bunk bed.

"Don't you want to play games instead?"

"Nah, I can do that later" Besides, I've never seen Isagi naked.

When they arrived the bath was almost empty, so they could wash themselves and relax in the bathtub.

"I needed this", Isagi sighed.

"Yeah, me too". Usually, Seishirou liked to swim and play in the hot water, so his friends and family nagged at him. But now, he was quietly watching his teammate, whose eyes were closed. His skin was blushing because of the heat and his hair fell gracefully down the side of his face.

God, he wanted to touch him so much…

Carefully, Nagi touched Isagi's forehead. His teammate opened his eyes, startled.

"Huh?"

"Sorry, I thought you had a fever" That was a horrible excuse, but it was the first thing he could think about.

"Oh, I'm fine. But I better get going or I'll have a fever for real, haha"

Isagi got up and left the bathtub to look for his towel. Nagi did the same and tried to be close to his friend. Yeah, he's just as I imagined him… Short, slim and cute. How could he get even closer to the blue eyed striker?

After the bath, Isagi and Nagi talked about how to play against Barou, but they couldn't come to a good conclusion. So Nagi prepared to sleep while Isagi stayed up thinking. Half an hour later, he gave up, dispirited. It was too stressful.

Yoichi turned off the lights, got into his bed and remembered Kunigami. He missed his touch and protection, as if nothing could do him harm. Slowly, his right hand started to move towards his crotch and massaged it. It was OK: Nagi was sleeping and he really needed a breather.

When Isagi pictured Rensuke's face and body, his hand moved faster and he couldn't silence a muffled moan. The top bunk moved a little, but the black haired guy didn't notice.

"Ngh… Ah… Hah"

It was fainter, but he still felt some things for his orange haired ex-boyfriend, dammit. With a sigh, he came and tried to find a tissue. Someone passed it to him.

"I thought you could need some help"

The room was completely dark, but that was Nagi's voice. It sounded like he was in front of him.

"Shit, I'm sorry, Nagi… Did I wake you up?"

"No, I wasn't sleeping"

"Eh?"

Isagi could see a tall shadow coming closer to him. It was chilling… and thrilling at the same time.

"I'd like to help you, Isagi. You know, as a way to understand each other and build a bridge between our weapons" He put a hand on the top bunk and crouched down to get closer to his teammate.

"What kind of bridge? Besides, you have Reo…"

Isagi could swear Nagi's eyes were glowing in the dark.

"If we lose the next match, YOU will be left behind. I'm sure we can try anything to avoid it. I'm willing to try A-NY-THING. And I need to clarify something: Reo IS NOT my boyfriend"

What can I reply to that?

"W-Well, what do you have in mind, Nagi?

The white haired guy's eyes had already gotten used to the dark, so he sat on the bottom bunk bed and touched his teammate's cheek.

"I really think we need to connect at an advanced level"

Once he said this, he leaned on and kissed Isagi's lips. It started as a kind touch, but then Nagi traced his teammate's lips with his tongue.

"Open up to me, Isagi" He sighed.

Giving up, Yoichi opened his mouth and Nagi savored everything inside, while gently grabbing Isagi's wrists. I've never ever felt this way before… if I'm careless, I could end up doing something very bad, the white haired one thought.

Now they were laying down on the bottom bunk. Isagi freed himself off the kiss, panting.

"Nagi, I couldn't breathe…"

His partner didn't reply immediately. His lips and tongue were traveling around Yoichi's right ear and neck.

"Sorry, but I can't say it won't happen again"

Isagi was under the futon and his pajamas hid his tender skin, so Nagi crawled under the bed cover and took off Isagi's shirt to lick his nipples.

"I'm so glad I decided to team up with you. You turn on all my desires —soccer, sex, creativity… I want you so, so much"

Seishirou's tongue was marvelous. His prey was sweating in pleasure.

"Ngh! Ah… W-Why… me?"

Now, Nagi was licking closer to Isagi's groin. The smell around the area was enticing.

"Because you're powerful and you can make me more powerful. You ignite me. And I don't know why, but I just want you to devour me. Bend me at your will. Make me all yours"