#kaiserxness

Ness looked back at the light grey that was separating him from the sky blue.

Blue. Memories flooded his mind.

How he left his home under tears, accompanied by the snickers of his siblings that he’ll be back.

He never came back.

He found his destiny here, at Bastard.

He found Kaiser.

He had looked at the blond from below, he saw the rose.

Snaking its way around his destiny, resting against his neck.

Royal blue, the impossible was made human.

Now, they stood at the same level.

Ness could smell the rose. Its mysterious scent.

It was right in front of him but always distant.

But currently, Kaiser was way out. In the middle of the field.

Ness felt the muscles in his leg pulsating. He shifted his leg to get rid of the painful sensation.

Then he looked back at the match.

His brain crushed against his skull. His head throbbed.

Kaiser scored a goal.

The pass had been mediocre, hence it was a mediocre goal, right?

Ness could have done that better!

No one on the team could pass like him!

Yet, Kaiser scored the goal. Alone.

Without him.

He didn’t need his magic to score a goal.

He never needed his magic. Not really.

Ness had clung to that idea.

He hadn’t wanted to go back home.

But magic wasn’t real. He would never find it.

He felt a piece of his mind collapse at the thought.

How did he convince himself that Kaiser needed him?

There was nothing inside Ness that Kaiser needed.

No magic, no talent. Just

the burning desire to be recognised by Kaiser once again.

Ness averted his gaze.

He shouldn’t be thinking about Kaiser.

It was certainly doing him no good.

What was he doing?

He should be focusing on the match.

He was the team’s magician. Yes, he was!

There was no reason to waver in his believe!

He needed to focus on his magic.

For when he recovered, his team would need him once again.

Way out in the distance, they all stood on the field.

Waiting. For him.

To join their rows once again.

Ness dangled his useless foot in the air.

He felt the cold blue of the bench on his head.

His world was still spinning and stopping at the same time.

But he was the magician.

Kaiser needed him to make things possible.

To score impossible goals, not mediocre ones.

Together, nothing was impossible.

That, Ness will take care of.

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