dormheads | [ AUDIENCE: TAICHI + YAMATO ]

[Yamato is living his best gay life looking at jocks, and I support him.

Riku chase after Taichi, putting more gumption in his speed at the taunt. He swings a little out, and then rounds back in. He drops down in a slide across and in front, leggy out.

Dangerous since he'll have a really long recovery, but also good because it'll force Taichi to have to turn away from the goal run or jump over him.]

[ yeah yamato's having a great morning? also he is taking pictures from time to time. not for anything weird for manwol's collage. ]

Wow... kicks.

[ he has no idea what techniques either of them are using. ]

[WHY!!!!

he's going to overestimate his own abilities and kick the ball into the air, sending it sailing across the field and attempting to jump over riku, nearly tripping over his own feet but kind of hopping to keep running. this shouldn't have worked but given there's canon evidence of him jumping over a turnstile i will allow it.]

You've improved since last game, but not enough! [he's wunnin. straight for the goooooal oh god why is the ball off to the side never mind he has to go fetch it, kicking it back toward the goooooal.]

Nn...!

[Grabbing a fistful of dirt, he shoves himself scrambling back to his feet to chase after Taichi and the ball. The cleats make him so fast. His focus is way too intense.

He races up just in time to slam the ball between both their feet, pinning it. There is a cool momentary struggle,

but it pops out from the force and rolls right into Taichi's goal.]

[ yamato has no idea who scored because he was busy looking at hot jocks doing cool tricks so he just tweets his whistle. ]

One-zero! [ for who? you assume he cares. he is a terrible ref. ] Is that the best you guys can do?

[ he's literally half lounging ]

[goodbye ball. taichi's watching all of this happen while trying to maintain his own momentum, but when the ball rolls straight into his goal he meets both of them with a wide grin.]

Pretty sure that's mine. [he will go retrieve the ball though, shooting yamato a Look.] Like you could do better!

[but he approaches riku again with the ball to prepare to throw it back into the game.]

Your footwork's gotten better. Let's see if you can score off of me this time. [and there's a kicky! the ball goes sailing to give them both an advantage to actually go get it.]

Tch.

[He doesn't seem angry, but he does seem kind of butt-hurt about losing the goal. He'd give Yamato the finger if he wasn't half Disney kin.

He waits (this time) for Taichi to put the ball in play, and then he takes off like a bat out of hell again.]

Let's see how much stamina you've got!

[ pissing off both of them at once was great and yamato settles back to watch. he's got about half his coffee left and he is enjoying himself? it's a good morning? ]

Kick his ass Riku!

[ he is just gonna root for whoever is losing he guesses ]

I can outlast you any day of the week! [he's picking up the pace, running straight for the ball to try and steal it back. riku's probably closer to where he kicked it though.]

And whose side are you on anyway!?

[YAMATO!!!]

Oh, yeah? Keep up!

[Yamato is so mean. Unfortunately, it bolsters Riku which is terrible, so he races along the grass to grab and juggle the ball with his feet.]

He knows exactly the right side to be on.

[He just laughs and takes off toward his own goal with the ball.]

[ yamato does not answer the accusations now that he's bolstered riku, just waves lightly at taichi, because the answer is whichever is funniest at the time.

even if one of them happens to be his boyfriend, oops ]

C'mon! Go!

[ who is he yelling at! who knows. he's being encouraging. ]

[yamato is the worst cheerleader, he's decided, which is why taichi's going to ignore it and follow right after riku. he's dashing across the field and trying to cut him off in an attempt to knock the ball off of its trajectory while they race toward his goal. he moves one way and then darts to the other side in an attempt to get in riku's way and block him from moving in a straight path.]

Knowing him, he's just waiting to see who wins before he'll even pick a side.

[:unamused:]

[The blocking and cutting off doesn't make him falter this time. Using his torso and shoulders, he tries to bully Taichi into giving him the space he needs to maneuver the ball. Almost touching, but not quite.

He juggles the ball back and forth between his feet.]

Probably. Better hope it's you if you want him on your side.

[He smirks and swiftly kicks the ball, sending it careening over to the goal, though he's quick to start running after it.]

[ wow imagine getting notifs...

anyway yamato does not know they are talking shit about him (no matter how true it is), so he lets out a half-hearted "whoop" from his place in the stands, whistle at the ready in case riku scores ]

We're playing to three, you know. Don't get cocky just yet! [which is to say that riku's able to kick the ball away and he starts chasing after him. yamato can continue to drink his coffee and watch hot jocks lowkey try to check each other and dive after a stupid ball.]

[imaging being raring to go to play soccer and have breakfast the morning after getting wasted. very funny.

At the ball, he swings his leg back like he plans to kick the ball in one direction, but quickly changes to his other leg. He slams the side of his foot against the ball, sending it straight into the goal.

It's 1-1 now, but he doesn't turn around to gloat. The odds are too close for that. Taichi could win!]

[ tweet tweet!! riku scored!!! wow he realized who scored this time ]

Taichi! Aren't you supposed to be the ace striker?

[ he is just here to instigate. ]

[i hate you. it's fine, riku used curaga. whatever works. but he's making riku go get the ball this time even if he's pouting a little. 1-1 is not good!!]

What don't you come down here and find out!? [huff!]

[Wow, he feels like he's just listening to himself rag the hell out of Sora. This is weird and eye-opening.

It kind of makes him feel a little bad? Thinking about Riku Replica...

He goes to retrieve the ball, and juggles it back to put it out between them.]

Are you sure you guys are dating?

[ yamato hears riku for convenience's sake and flips him off, tweeting the whistle. play already!!!! "its been 2 seconds" play!!!! ]

[an eyeroll follows.]

That's tundra for yes. [tundra? don't worry about it. he's just zipping ahead after the blow of the whistle to jostle the ball out of riku's range and take off running for his goal.]

[He'd flip Yamato off back if he wasn't 50% Disney! No one has taught him to say fuck or give the bird here, and that's the sad part here.]

Tundra...? Hey!

[DON'T TAKE OFF.

He speeds across the grass after Taichi. And he puts up a very convincing play at fighting for real. He even crowds Taichi and tries to nudge the ball a little away, but any opening, he doesn't actually take.]

[ imagine riku letting you win, taichi, wow.

which is to say yamato doesn't care for Sports but even he recognizes riku is failing to take openings... wow.... gay ]

[he can tell, too, which booooo. but that doesn't mean he's not going to take it, even if he seems to slow down just a little and edge away from competitive to friendly match.

but because i think anna and i are both getting tired of playing soccer, he will get close enough and kick from far away, hoping to send the ball straight into his goal.]

[i'm glad gmail gave me ty's notif but not zia's since it worked out in tagging order anyway

When the ball goes flying off across the grass, Riku actually makes a speedy run for it. SHUT UP, HE'S STILL TRYING! Sort of. There's no way he will catch it in time, though, so as soon as it rolls into the goal, he slows into a jog, and then a walk, and then a stop.

Drops his head back. Pretends(?) to huuuuuugh from losing while trying to catch his breath.]

It's because I still don't feel great.

[He will keep up this act.]

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