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Bonus Ep 1: Bastard Munchen Watching the Blue Lock vs U-20 Match.
Kaiser was excited. After months of ghosting, Kaiser will finally be able to see his boyfriend again. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t be in person, but through a new high-resolution TV bought exclusively for this match. Isagi can't complain he's not devoted.
He followed Blue Lock's social media religiously and checked up on it for any sign of the blue-haired boy. The page was filled with ads and unnecessary announcements until one caught his eye.
After months of nothing, the notification of the Blue Lock vs. U-20 game popped up on his phone. He’d like to say he reacted with grace and dignity because he definitely did. He also would like to say he reacted with grace and dignity when he found out that he couldn’t go due to bad timing and horrendous luck, but he chose not to dwell on the irrelevant stuff.
Once he found out Itoshi Sae was invited, an opportunity presented itself in the form of a human messenger. When Sae ignored his messages, Kaiser blew up his phone when he didn't answer him. He just wanted to talk about Isagi and see how the boy was doing, that's all. And make Sae provide updates about him, that's not weird.
Then, Bastard Munchen found out about the match after Ness blabbered about it, and they all gathered at Kaiser’s house for a watch party of the U-20 match.
He was entranced, Isagi had gotten tremendously better, and he had no doubt he would win. Isagi’s face when he called out orders, his determination shined through his pretty blue eyes, lips smiling wide when he scored; he never looked more beautiful.
After the match ended, they cheered.
“He had gotten so much better, hadn't he?” Erik grinned.
“Nothing like the little bunny we’ve seen two years ago.”
“His progress is impressive.”
“Did you see Sae’s face? It was hilarious.”
“Rin Itoshi was drooling all over the place, I was surprised by his concentration.”
“Well he won in the end, didn't he? Doesn't matter what he looked like doing it.”
“Only ugly people say that.”
“Fuck you.”
“Shut up and look,” Kaiser interrupted, “Yoichi’s on the screen.”
The camera zoomed out to film Sae Itoshi walking toward Isagi. Kaiser gritted his teeth, an uneasy feeling overtook him when he looked into his eyes. He should've ditched the regime and flown to Japan, that way, he would have been able to Isagi instead of Sae.
The camera zoomed in when Sae got closer, and Isagi waved at him, his Blue Lock teammates glared at the man but he didn't seem to notice. Out of nowhere, Sae threw his hands around Isagi and hugged him, practically cradling him in his arms. Kaiser froze at the baffling action, and the camera did as well. Gasps flew around the room, but Kaiser stared at the arms around his boyfriend. It was a quick hug, wasn't even a few seconds, but felt like hours when Sae finally let go. He leaned in close and whispered to Isagi. Isagi sighed and then looked bashful as his lips moved without any words coming out.
“What the fuck.” Kaiser stared at the screen. He didn't know what they were saying, but Kaiser didn't like it. Anything that came out of Sae’s mouth was bound to be nasty.
“I second that.”
“Third.”
“Everyone get the fuck out of my house. I have a pink-haired Japanese prick to call.” Kaiser looked ready to kill and everyone shuffled out of the house.
He almost broke his phone when a white-haired boy picked his boyfriend up, carried him off to the side, backtracked, and whisked him away to the interviewer. Kaiser will be sure to remember his face.
Once Sae walked off-screen, Kaiser called like crazy, and each call ended in voicemail. He won't give up. He needs answers and won't stop until he does.
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Bonus Ep 2: Clown.
Kaiser looked at him with a playful smirk with hands on his hips. “Look at you, Yoichi. You’re turning from the love interest of the main character to the jester.”
His boyfriend didn't say anything, his face expressing anger and displeasure, which only made Kaiser’s lips curl wider. He couldn't wait for the Manshine City match.
(Later in Bastard Munchen vs Manshine City)
Kaiser saw his opportunity and took it. The way Isagi played, and his concentration, Kaiser knew he was fixing to shoot and become the protagonist.
Not on his watch.
He zipped up to Isagi, causing him to lose his balance. His blood curled hot and excited as he spoke. ”You know I'd normally never do this, sweetie, but your climax… I fucking ruined it!”
But Isagi did what he never expected him to do. He passed the ball. Isagi clasped Kaiser’s collar and brought their faces close. His eyes shined bright as they stared at each other. “Don’t be sorry… you performed exactly how I expected you to. So… answer. How does it feel to be the clown in my story?”
That tension was beautiful. Isagi was beautiful. With a crazed grin, he whispered. “That was so fucking hot.”
Yukimiya scored, but he didn't notice.
They cheered because they won; he didn't notice.
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Bonus Ep 3: Alternative Way Nagi Found Out.
Nagi: *back hugs Isagi after training session*
Kaiser, pissed: “Oho? Some trash has his hands on MY Yoichi.”
Nagi, uninterested: “He's not yours.”
Kaiser, a vein popped out from his forehead: “Someone doesn't know his place.”
Isagi, gently prying Nagi’s arms away: “Um, Nagi? He is my boyfriend.”
Nagi: *shook* “What he's real?”
Kaiser: *smug*
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Bonus Ep 4: Backhug? Or Fighting?
Barou tried to be patient, but that line was getting dangerously thin as he scowled at the German in front of his face. It was a dumb argument, not meant to be serious at all, but somehow it did. And it was all because of Isagi Yoichi.
“Yeah- well, he gave me back hugs all the time!” He roared. It was in poor taste, but he’s not letting anyone win.
“What?!” Distressed voices called out throughout the room.
Isagi stressed, “Those weren't back hugs, I was trying to stop you from fighting!”
“Oh, right. At one point I stopped arguing because I realized King kept goading me on to get Isagi to hold him back,” Nagi added.
“Huh?” Isagi blinked.
“You shameless bastard.” Kaiser sneered.
“You piece of shit, I didn't!”
Barou did, and he will take that information to the grave.
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Bonus Ep 5: He’s Not Cute.
Rin: *scoffed* “That arrogance isn't cute.”
Kaiser: *smirked* “How bout now?” *acts cringe/cute*
Blue Lockers: *disgusted*
Isagi: *whipped* *heart eyes*
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Bonus Ep 6: The Shirt War.
Isagi was having dinner in the cafeteria after a long day of training. He had dark eye bags, and his arms and legs were sore after playing back-to-back matches all day. Many Blue Lockers asked him to play against them, and Isagi eagerly agreed but didn't think to decline any of them. Kaiser had to refuse them for him and dragged him away to shower. Now, they are all in the cafeteria and Isagi can barely lift his chopsticks to eat his tonkatsu.
“What the hell did you guys to do him?” Kaiser took the chopsticks out of his hand and looked at him in concern.
They had the decency to look guilty. “When we invited Isagi-kun to play with us, we weren't aware the others did the same,” Hiori explained, his eyes exhibiting nervousness when he glanced at him in the corner of his eye.
“Yeah, we didn't know someone got to him first! Then, people after people kept asking him to play against them and Isagi didn't refuse any of them. I don't think he took any breaks either.” Reo looked uneasy when Isagi tried to pick up his spoon with his shaking hand.
Kaiser grabbed his spoon, scooped up his miso soup, and brought it to his mouth. Isagi ate it happily, relieved he wasn't holding anything anymore.
“And you guys didn't think about, what, five hours in with no breaks he looks okay?” There was a harshness to his voice, like he was trying to stay calm but could explode any minute.
“He looked fine to me when we played.” Rin stabbed the chicken in his bowl, but Isagi noticed the worried glances he gave him.
“I didn't notice anything,” Barou added, but the other boy looked like he wanted to reach out when Isagi almost dropped his utensils.
Isagi tried to grab Kaiser’s arm, but his grip was weak, so he laid his hand on his shoulder instead to calm him down. “It’s okay, Michael, I didn't turn down any of them, so it's my fault for pushing past my limits.” He felt a little more rejuvenated after some food in his system but still weak. Kaiser’s concern for him made him feel pretty giddy, too.
He opened his hand for the spoon, and Kaiser reluctantly handed it to him. Isagi spooned out some miso soup and lifted it to his mouth, feeling strong enough to eat without any help. Turned out, that he severely overestimated his strength and miscalculated where his mouth was, spilling his soup over his shirt.
“Isagi!” rang throughout the cafeteria from everyone, and some people shot out of their seats.
“Yoichi!” Kaiser grabbed some napkins and pulled the front of his shirt away from him. “Is it hot? Did you burn yourself?”
Isagi gently grabbed Kaiser’s hand and pulled it away from his shirt, shaking his head to say no. “The soup wasn't hot, I was taking too long to eat so it's a bit cold.” Kaiser’s face was still full of worry, so Isagi shot him a reassuring smile.
“If you say so…” Kaiser grabbed a napkin and dabbed the wet spot on his shirt. “Your shirt’s ruined.”
“I can give you my shirt, Isagi!” Bachira volunteered and proceeded to take off his shirt.
Somehow, his proposition started a war with the other players, and all of a sudden, a shouting match broke out about who got to give Isagi their shirt.
“No, I'll give you my shirt. I smell better!”
“You’re the worst smelling here, monk. Isagi, take my shirt. I'm a model, I always smell good.”
“Fuckin’ clumsy Lukewarm, my shirt’s better. Take mine.”
“You’re not Isagi’s size, my build is closer to his, so he should take mine.”
“Chigiri no, no. Take mine, mine.”
“The King would never give his shirt away, but you look like shit, so take mine instead.”
“Shut up, Fallen King. I’m taller, he should obviously wear mine.”
“Wear mine, I smell like money!”
All of this fighting was making his head hurt and Isagi stifled a groan. Kaiser patted his back and covered his ears.
Kaiser whistled a sharp, grating note that caught everybody's attention, causing most of the people in the room to flinch. He took his hands off his ears and glared at everyone. Isagi sighed in relief at the quietness, thinking it would be the end of that fight, but Kaiser decided to open his mouth. “Hello? Boyfriend here. I'll give you my shirt, Yoichi.”
The commotion started up again and didn't seem like it would stop anytime soon. Isagi stood up, baffled by their intensity of wanting to give him their shirt. “I- you guys know I can change right?”
The room got quiet, and they stared at him incredulously, like it didn't occur to them that changing into one of his own shirts was an option.
“Well, that one solution, but we’re closer, aren't we?” Bachira pointed out.
With newfound strength, Isagi walked out of the cafeteria to change.
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Bonus Ep 7: Too Loud!
Isagi was having a good time catching up to everyone in Bastard Muchen. It took Igor, Erik, and Benedict to shoo Kaiser away so they could catch up with him without any of his influence.
“So, how was Michael while I was away? He wasn't too hard on you guys, right?” Isagi tilted his head. Bastard Munchen cooed at the sight, the action almost compelled them to pet it but resisted.
“Ugh, that brat was insufferable. He acted just like that time you returned to Japan the first time you came to Germany- like a bitchy maiden.” Erik complained.
“Yeah, he told me I was drinking my water too loudly.” Birkenstock threw his hands in the air.
“You think that's nitpicky? He told me I was breathing too loudly after that intense training session. I swear, I almost died.” Theo shuddered after a fierce flashback to the past.
“… Thank you for not kicking him off the team.” Isagi bowed his head.
They scrambled to break his bow. “No need! Just don't break up with him! He’ll be impossible to be near.”
Isagi sighed, wondering if they liked him just to tame Kaiser, and looked at their faces. Their expression was genuine and teasing, so Isagi relaxed and smiled. “Not unless he breaks up with me first.”
They all gasped and looked at him like he had grown another head. “That will never happen.”
Isagi believed it.
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Bonus Ep 8: Reo or Mikage?
Reo doesn’t like Kaiser. He doesn't like that he's dating Isagi, and he definitely doesn't like when Kaiser calls out to him with a sweet tone, saying his name.
“Yoichi!”
Reo groaned in annoyance, and Isagi whipped his head around, trying to find the source of the noise. This was one of the times they got to hang out together without anyone interrupting; he didn't even want Nagi here. And yes, Nagi is his treasure, but Reo doesn't want to hold, carry, and babysit him all day, especially with Isagi near.
So when that grating voice called out to Isagi, Reo wanted to pick him up and carry him far away so they could never be found for at least one day.
“Kaiser, Reo said he got 48 Valentine’s Day gifts. You should’ve gotten me 49 gifts along with that scarf, so this will be another thing I beat him with.” Isagi said laughing.
“You know, I made that scarf with my bare hands, Ness was really concerned when I wouldn’t come out of my room to make it,” Kaiser said in faux sadness. “It took me so long to get it done and mail it to you on time for Valentine.”
“You know what he said when he saw it?” Kaiser asked Reo. Reo shook his head. Kaiser cleared his throat and said in a nasally and high-pitched voice, “Wow, this looks like shit. Did you buy it at the one euro store? I thought you were rich.”
Brutal. That's the one word Reo could think of that described that situation. And when he imagined Isagi saying it in his head and Kaiser’s reaction, Reo burst out laughing at the thought, a few tears fell the longer he laughed.
“Wow, Isagi, I thought Kaiser was the cold type, not you.”
Isagi’s face turned red as he stammered, “I didn't think he would try and make me something! I only found out Kaiser made it after Ness called me and told me how sad he was! I apologized and told him I’d love anything he made me. And I really do! I keep that scarf hanging beside my bed every day back at home!”
“Aw, you never told me that!” Kaiser wrapped his arms around Isagi and picked him up, slightly shaking him as they hugged. “You’re so cute, you know that?”
“‘I'm not cute,” Isagi grumbled, but the redness on his cheeks only brightened.
“You’re right.” Kaiser shook his head and put him down. “You’re pretty.” He turned his head to Reo, his expression turned devilish when he looked at him. “Don’t you agree, Reo?”
Reo froze, and Isagi smacked the side of Kaiser’s shoulder. He thought about it. Of course, Isagi was cute- like a bunny or a kitty- but pretty? Reo hadn't thought about it, he feared he wouldn't like the implications if he admitted it. He didn't want to answer those gleaming eyes awaiting a response, so he would do what he’s always done when he doesn't want to answer- avoid the question.
“Don’t call me Reo.”
Isagi’s eyebrows furrowed, and Kaiser looked amused at his response.
“Oh? But everyone calls you Reo, I can't?”
“No, call me Mikage.”
“Ugh, no one calls you Mikage.”
“Exactly.”
Isagi, ever the mediator, spoke up. “Alright, guys, that's enough. Let’s talk about something else.”
Reo agreed. There was no way this blond German freak was going to take his Isagi time away from him.
“So, Mikage, what else were you guys talking about when I interrupted?
He knew he interrupted. Reo doesn't like Kaiser.
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Bonus Ep 9: Too Tight!
Dinnertime in the cafeteria was always eventful. It's one time of the day when everyone can eat together in harmony after a long day of training.
Once his boyfriend walked into the cafeteria wearing a skin-tight one-piece, Kaiser's eyes widened at the sight. He promptly choked on air and ran up to Isagi, trying to cover most of his body with his own by hugging him.
“What are you wearing!?” His voice was a tad shrill, filled with panic and slight pleasure at the view.
Isagi hugged back with surprise at the sudden affection and said in confusion, “Um, the Blue Lock training uniform?”
“Why is it so tight?”
Isagi shrugged and Kaiser squeezed him tighter before letting go. “Uh, K— ack!”
He cut him off by princess-carrying him and ran out the door. “Go change!”
“But this is the uniform!”
So yeah, eventful dinner event, check.