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He didn’t know how it got to this point. Forget the football, forget the training, he’s going to die today. Why? Because Ego decides to bring in his brother INTO BLUE LOCK. And if there’s one thing everyone knows about, in every sport, is that Itoshi Rin and Itoshi Sae should NOT be placed in the same country together.
He sees him, his brother won’t look at him but Rin can see him clearly on the screen, red hair, nonchalant gaze, barely putting any weight into his entire being yet so loud under the harsh light, like he’s the epitome of a heavenly god among mortals.
Sae is putting everyone beneath him and it’s a stupidly good look.
“Brother” Rin whispers under his breath.
Isagi is breathing hard somewhere in the field and he can hear Shidou stupid laugh echoes annoyingly next to him,
“Under lash! Hahaha! That’s your brother hahaha!”
Shidou’s probably out of his mind, but when his brother walks down from the stands and enters the field, perhaps it was Rin himself who lost his mind.
“Lukewarm” he said instead of greetings, like a stupidly annoying mosquito that keeps buzzing around his head in the middle of a hot summer night.
However that word on itself was enough to snap him out of his reverie, plunging him deep into a pit of annoyance and anger,
“Why are you here?” he almost shouted. Loki, much to his chagrin, moves behind him, almost like he’s trying to rein his leash, in case Rin decides to lunge to the deep end. Good for everyone except for Rin, it confirms what everyone knows and what the obvious outcome is.
Ego is out of his mind.
Rin can’t move, can’t even think straight except to look at his brother. Memories from years past flashes through his mind like an anvil on his throat. Noise disappears from his head as he goes into a catatonic state.
Somehow, somewhere, Sae moves into his peripheral without notice,
“Half baked”
Rin is so close, too close to punching the living daylights out of him, only stopping himself when he feels Loki’s warm body behind him. Not touching but the presence itself is enough to ground him back to reality. The air around him turns static, the only sound can be heard is the static from the fake turf and some shifting cleats against plastic.
Even Shidou, the demon antenna, is quiet for once.
Sae is still in front of him, still adamant on hurting him with his sharp canine, like a wolf ready to pounce on his prey.
“Brother” he said, eyes focused on his brother yet Sae’s eyes never looked at him. His eyes are directed at him, but that look, the look in his eyes, is a man looking past him. Looking at something else more worth his time rather than his own family.
“Brother, why are you here?” he asks again, louder this time, cutting the silence with a snap.
“Whatever I’m doing is not something I need to tell you all the time”
This time Rin can feel Loki’s fingers hovering over his back, debating on whether he should pull him or let him have his massive reunion with his brother.
Sae turns on his heel, walking toward the compound just like that day when he walked into the snowstorm, leaving him without any remorse.
Without thinking, Rin chases after his brother and jumps on his back. They both crashed to the ground, his brother under him with Rin sitting on top of him. He pulls on the back of his brother’s collar without care,
“YOU STUPID BROTHER! IT'S BEEN YEARS AND THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS INSULT YOUR OWN BROTHER?!” he shouts to the high heavens. Rin would shout to hell and beyond if that means he can go through his brother's thick skull. Cameras be damned.
He can feel his brother struggling under him, shouting at him to let go with a few wheezes. Rin doesn’t relent, he continues his shouts,
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU SHITTY BROTHER, WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO DISGUSTED AT ME, WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG?!” By this point Rin is smashing his brother’s face against the turf. He can feel hands trying to separate them and some shouting, at him, at his brother, from him, from his brother, he doesn’t care. Someone tries to pick him up from his brother’s back, another person holds his wrists and pulls at it, trying to release his grip on Sae’s collar.
The slight lift apparently gives his brother enough room to flip to his back and Rin can see the bewilderment in his eyes clearly now. Rin refuses to let go, he wounds his legs around Sae’s hips and bites the hands pulling on his wrists. Whoever it was, the person lets go with a loud yelp.
He smashes his hands to his brother’s chests hard, squeezing a loud cough out of him, and continues to shout,
“AM I REALLY THAT DISGUSTING TO YOU?! AM I?!”
His brother is now calling his name, actually, there’s a lot of voices calling for his name now and someone still tries to lift him up like an idiot, clearly not taking account that Rin has hooked his legs together and buried it under both his and his brother’s weight.
Rin is crying now. He can feel the tears sliding down to his chin before dripping down to earth.
“Why, why” he cries, words failing as emotions fully take him over. A lot of why crosses his mind. Why did you leave me
Why did you throw me away
Why won’t you look at me
Why won’t you talk to me
Why am I so stupid
Why are you my brother
“Rin” his brother's voice washes over him like a glacier. A hand now reaches to his cheeks, wiping away the tears that just won’t stop.
Rin looks down to his brother, unconsciously obeying the unsaid request. He hates how much control his brother has over him, hates how after years of separation, there’s still that unspoken understanding between them and trusts that were clearly broken yet still holding on by a single fragile thread.
His brother holds his waist with one hand and pushes himself up with the other, forcing Rin to fall to his lap. Their eyes finally met after years, after so long. Jade meeting jade, clearer than water, like a veil of slow moving clouds that's been covering the moon finally moves, finally relents to let the sun take over the darkness.
“Rin” Sae calls once more, looking at him thoroughly, almost hungrily now.
Rin’s expecting anger, annoyance, some shouts, maybe a fist or two, but never.
Never.
In his life did he ever expect that his brother would kiss him on the lips.
The stadium is quiet. Too quiet. Even Ego’s mic turns to static.
The amount of question marks that jerks itself out if his head is equivalent to a single universe.
“Brot–” he couldn’t finish his words as his brother’s tongue invaded his mouth, sucking and slotting itself around his own tongue, painting the back of his teeth and plunging itself deep in him.
It feels… not bad. It feels good even.
Rin closes his eyes and melts.
—
“Hey uhh, they’re brothers right? Like actually related?” Charles asks from the crowd, whispering instead of his usual loudness for once.
“From what I’ve known about them, uhh, yes” Chigiri answers the blonde French next to Loki.
Loki himself seems like he’s questioning his own eyes, wide like saucers and his mouth open without a single air passing through him.
Isagi is now panicking slightly and turns to Bachira,
“Is this even allowed?” he shouts whisper to the other teen.
Ego suddenly appears next to Isagi like a djinn out of his bottle,
“I guess it is in a way an ego” he said, catching everyone’s guard. The entire field is now listening to him while keeping their eyes to the two kissing brothers on field.
To be fair, two good looking people kissing is still eye candy if a little bit insane.
“Technically they’re devouring their enemies, and their stubbornness and egoism made them like that until it reaches a cacophony of heavenly existence signed off by that kiss”
Insane.
Batshit insane.
No one understand a single word ego is saying, not even their in ear translator managed to translate a single fucking thing Ego just spout from his mouth.
A sound, too similar to a moan that a bunch of them turn red from the tip of their ears to the bottom of their feet, echoes loudly in the stadium.
The fact that it comes from Rin, Blue Lock number #1, makes it feel like a mass hallucination, yet the proof is right in front of their eyes.
Shidou, much to everyone’s chagrin now, said,
“Whoa, didn’t think under lashes would make such noise, done by his own brother too.”
If a few suddenly turns green, no one said a thing except for is that even allowed?
Bachira though, still dribbling his ball, answers everyone’s collective questions
“Who knows. Oh and it's the 1st of April guys, Happy April Fools!” he said with his usual bubbly tone.
Everyone groans hearing this.