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The BlueLock members are surprised and skeptical when the German members of Bastard Munchen invite them all for drinks. Quite honestly, the BlueLock members didn’t know they even offered alcohol at the facility or would even allow it inside considering every member was underage, yet it seems the german members caught their way around that rule, justifying that they at least deserved it since Germany’s drinking age was lower than japan.
Now they all sat at a table, food and drinks in front of them as the German members boisterously cheered. Gesner and Kaiser clinked their beer glasses together, downing them at record speed as the BlueLockers watched in mixed reactions of awe and worry. Isagi looked at his own beer glass, curious as to what alcohol would actually taste like. Kurona pipes up with a skeptical look, “Won’t we get arrested for underage drinkin’?” Kaiser poured himself more as he answered, “A little drinking won’t kill you, unless you’re really that scared.” From his mocking tone alone Kurona is pissed off, immediately bringing his glass to take a sip. A flash of disgust flashes across his face as he gulps, his other teammates cheering despite his clear dislike for the drink.
Amidst the commotion, Isagi brings his own glass to his lips, taking a sip and immediately recognizing why Kurona made a bitter face. It didn’t taste good in the slightest, and Isagi’s confused as to why the german members seemed to like the beverage so much. He placed his glass down, opting to stay sober as he watched his other teammates either put the beverage away in disgust or chug it as if they had something to prove.
Isagi was especially concerned yet surprised at Kaiser’s drinking though, the man had calmed down from chugging to sipping on his third glass. With how large the mugs were he was slightly concerned for the man beside him, but the concern didn’t last long considering the commotion he was making (and Isagi had the unfortunate pleasure of sitting right next to him.)
Kaiser’s face is flushed and hand trembling as he’s on his fourth drink, he doesn’t seem to be stopping though with how loudly Gesner was cheering him on. He watches as the fourth glass makes it down Kaiser’s throat, his glass making a loud thudding noise as he places it down. He looks like the drunks Isagi’s seen in drama’s he’s watched. With a smile on his face he turns to look at Isagi, resting his head in his propped up arm. His eyes are empty and glazed over as Isagi stares back, unsure how to break the others gaze as Kaiser finally interrupts. “Why’d ya never pass to me Isagi?” His words are on the verge of being slurred, and his smile turns into a pouty frown. “You pass ta Yukimiya but not me? Howsh that fair?” Isagi looks at the man awkwardly, unsure how he should even go about responding.
“Sho Cold! Won’t even reply..” His head slips under his arm and his head thuds against the table, Isagi almost flinches at the noise. “Kaiser are you alright..?” Kaiser’s head is motionless on the table, before the man springs up and hits him in the chest, face mimicking that of an upset child as he whines, “You pass ta everyone! But not me! Why Yoishi?” He continues to hit at his chest as Isagi tries to grab his wrists. Thankfully his hits aren’t too hard considering he’s drunk, but the snickers from his other teammates wasn’t something he was enjoying being subject to.
Kaiser finally stops and leans his head miserably into Isagi’s chest. “What’s about me that ya don’t like..” Isagi feels bad for a moment considering how genuinely depressed Kaiser sounds. All pity is taken away when Kaiser jolts up, stealing Gesner’s mug and downing it in a few seconds, “Kaiser-” Kaiser practically falls into him as Gesner yells at the man who’s now slipping onto his lap. Isagi’s not sure what to do, but if the loud laughs from the majority of Bastard Munchen were anything to go by, he did not want to keep Kaiser in his lap. Thank you very much.
Kaiser whines unintelligibly as he tries to get up but fails, stuck in a lying position as Isagi looks over to Ness for help. Ness looks at him with his regular smile, yet he can see the amusement in his eyes, “Kaiser’s not usually so affectionate Yoichi, enjoy it while you can.” Isagi flinches when Kaiser gets up instantly, gripping onto Isagi’s shirt with one fist and pointing at Ness angrily, “Ya can’t call ‘im that! He’s my Yoishi, mine!”
Ness laughs softly as the other members make the same hollers of laughter and eyebrow wiggles that middle schoolers do when a girl and boy are in the same vicinity as each other. “He’s not yours Kaiser, he belongs to all of Bastard Munchen'' Kaiser looks almost heartbroken when he whips his head to Isagi, faces awfully close as he looks like he’s about to cry, “Do you belong to all of them Yoishi?”
Isagi has had quite enough at this point. Like, quite enough. His face turning slightly pink was enough to make Kurona shoot him a smug look as Isagi glared back at him. Which answer would be best to calm Kaiser down and force him to bed? “...No, I’m yours..?” His statement was more of a question than anything, but Kaiser’s eyes lit up as he wrapped his arms around Isagi, pressing a kiss to his cheek before nuzzling into his chest like a cat, clearly satisfied by the answer. Isagi has to keep himself from yelling in irritation as Kurona hits the table while dying of laughter, but it's not as though Kurona was the only one laughing their ass off.
“Oi! That German bastard is in love with Yoichi!”
“My, what an unfortunate turn of events…”
“Ha! Isagi got doted on by his nemesis! He’s irresistible!”
“Seems even in BlueLock ya turn heads, huh Isagi?”
The mocking and amused exclamations from his teammates made him want to punch the man off his chest and out of his drunkenness, yet with the other German members eyeing him in both amusement with underlying protectiveness, he took the next best option.
He hurled Kaiser up, stabilizing his body against Isagi’s own as he walked off, “I’ll make sure he gets to bed.”
Seems his wording wasn’t the best choice considering all the sex jokes which followed him as he left the dining hall.
Kaiser leaned against him, mumbling words the microtranslator couldn’t pick up as he practically stumbled to his room (if not for Isagi he probably would’ve fallen over and slept in the hall the entire night..). Once outside his room he glanced at the pin request then back down at Kaiser. Even if Isgai asked him he doubts he’d tell him, or if he’d even remember considering his state of mind. Isagi sighed in annoyance as he picked Kaiser up, the man smiling up at him as Isagi ignored his gaze. If anyone caught Isagi like this, he’d be dead, but in his defense, if he had walked with Kaiser by his side it probably would’ve taken an hour before they got to Isagi’s room (which was at the opposite side of the German players dorms.)
Isagi’s thankful the doors open automatically, walking in with a drowsy Kaiser and placing him on the bed. Kaiser’s eyes are half lidded as he looks up cheerfully at Isagi, and Isagi’s gaze is anything but happy. “You’re quite a pain in the ass you know?” He flicks Kaiser’s forehead, he deserves as much. Kaiser yelps and brings his hands to his forehead, “So cold… I thought you were mine now…” Isagi feels his eye twitch in irritation at the reminder of the absolute embarrassment Kaiser put him through. “I only said that to get you here!”
Kaiser looks at him in betrayal and turns into a depressed lump once more, Isagi crossing his arms at his behavior. “You’re such a damn baby Kaiser, why’d you drink so much anyway?” Isagi knows he probably won’t get a proper answer, but considering Kaiser’s drunk and filterless, he might as well question him while he has the opportunity to do so.
“I just want you to pass to me!” He yells sadly, sitting up and pointing his finger to the man, “It’s your fault I drank sho much!” he’s genuinely angry as he yells, and almost seems competitive in his words, “Ya pass to ‘rona, Yukimiya, you’ll pass to anyone but me!” He’s whiny as he says it. “If ya just passed to me I-”
His words are cut off by a slap to his head from Isagi, he grumbles in pain with his head in his hands as Isagi scoffs. “Get it through your dense head king, I’m here to beat you, not be your best friend.” His voice is stern as Kaiser’s figure visibly slumps. “You won’ even-” “No Kaiser, I’m not here to be your obedient lapdog like Ness is.” Kaiser flops onto the bed at the words, hands on his face. He shows his face again once more, expression almost desperate as he tries to open his mouth but is cut off by Isagi digging a finger to his forehead.
“I am not your friend, Kaiser.” He leans down as he says it, face close to Kaiser’s as if it’ll hammer his point home. “I’m not your friend, I’m not going to pass to you, if anything, I’m going to make you pass to me.”
Kaiser’s expression is sour as he closes his eyes in defeat. Isagi finally stands up fully, getting his water bottle and towel from his drawer and wiping Kaiser’s forehead and face to freshen him up. He stands back with a huff when he’s finished, looking down at the man who’s on the verge of passing out. Quite frankly, Isagi has no idea how Kaiser’s going to survive training tomorrow with the hang-over he’s begging to get, but it’s not as if that’s Isagi’s problem.
Kaiser whines in discomfort as he slips in and out of consciousness. Isagi isn’t table to stop him when he strips his shirt off, whining about it being too hot in Isagi’s room, and then falling back onto the bed and hogging his pillow, talk about a selfish roommate…
Isagi gives up on Kaiser once the mans asleep, choosing he’s too tired to even try to drag Kaiser out of his room to literally anyone else’s (he shudders at the thought of all the teasing he’s going to face tomorrow). He instead chooses to shove Kaiser so he can fit on the clearly one person bed, and sleep best he can without a pillow as Kaiser sleeps peacefully next to him.
Needless to say, Isagi’s woken up the next morning with a very angry, and equally as flustered Kaiser asking what the fuck happened the night before.