So Furthermore, Minimum Surprises Will Do

Summary: Even if Japan was defeated, they are going home with their heads high. Even if Sena was lost, she is going to find a way back home. Even if there was a massive blizzard out there, the American stars didn't plan on staying in a granny's home. FEM!Sena

A/N: I gender-blend my hero to a heroine, I admit.

Disclaimer: No own ES21. DUR.

"Huh? Where's Sena?"

"You mean she wasn't with you?" Suzuna blinked, stopping midway in the walkthrough.

Mamori shook her head. "And she's not with you either."

"She's probably sitting at the back with Monta-kun," Yamato supplied helpfully.

"No, she couldn't be," Marco cut in. "I saw him with that friend of yours. They were having a conversation regarding to baseball, so Sena-kun must be with Kaitani-kun, I'd say."

Yamato's eyes went wide. "What? Taka's actually having a conversation with someone?" And he vanished.

"Sena's not with me either," Riku's voice piped. He popped out from his seat. "She might be with…Ah, no wait; Sakuraba is sitting next to Shin."

Mamori brought her hand to her lips, her eyebrows knitting together. "Maybe I should check," she said, rising form her seat and to the walkthrough.

Sakuraba, whose seat was diagonal to Riku's, raised an eyebrow. "No she is not. Why do you need Sena-kun?"

Suzuna wondered why these boys refer Sena as 'Sena-kun' and not 'Sena-chan' even though it was revealed that she was a girl, but answered anyway, "Because Mamo-nee would stop this plane no matter what if Sena somehow isn't here."

"How can she not be here?"

Suzuna shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe accidentally taking the wrong flight," she provided cheerfully.

"For some reason, I can see Sena doing that," Jyuumonji grumbled aloud. "Look above."

"Sena-sempai wouldn't do that; she's not that negligent!" Chuubou defended. "Watch out."

"Bwuahahaha! Sena would totally do that!" Mizumachi laughed. "Down below!"

"Yeah, even though she's fast, her brain isn't," Kuroki snorted. "Bombs away."

Kurita winced at the impact. "Kuroki-kun should be the next quarterback," he commented. "Here you go."

"Now, Kuroki-kun, that was something awfully mean to say," Yamato said after receiving from Kurita while walking back to his seat. "What if Sena-kun heard that?"

"She would probably kick your ass to oblivion," Jyuumonji said.

"Oh yes she would," Yamato agreed for the fun of it.

"Then she'll have my honor and we'll get married and have many children," Kuroki deadpanned. "Now pass the damn ball."

Yamato chuckled. "I predict that Sena-kun is not here at the moment. Anyone wants to make a bet?" he said. "Up for grabs."

"Mou! You guys are horrible!" Suzuna pouted. "Sena isn't…well…"

"No comment on that one. And besides, who would ever want to bet against you, Yamato?" Banba chuckled.

"His predictions haven't been so accurate ever since he underestimated Sena-kun's abilities," Kakei said, an amused smile played his lips.

"That's true. However, Sena-kun being absent is rather likely, I'd say," Marco said, smirking at the idea of little and panicky Sena all alone and defenseless in an English-speaking land. But if Agon were to be in this section of the plane and heard about their conversation, he might be brewing up a sadistic layout for the poor girl. Marco could just sympathize, even though it technically didn't occur.

Kakei's eyes glinted knowingly. "But if it were to be him making any other predictions, it's probable yet indefinite."

"Actually, in addition to what you said, he's been wronged a couple times in one day during the game, so likely Yamato's predictions were absolutely thwarted by Sena-kun," Shin said.

Marco rubbed his chin. "Hmm, so what you're saying is that Yamato isn't exact anymore?"

"Precisely."

Yamato grinned. "Hey friends, gossiping is considered to be a bad thing, ya know?" he chirped.

"Yeah, but so is doubting Sena!" Suzuna said, wagging her finger.

"I suppose that it is," Banba chuckled again. "Heads up."

Hiruma silently caught the football, continuing his typing with one hand while blowing a bubble, then threw the ball without looking up.

"Gah!" A ball was whizzing towards his way, thus Sakuraba's catching instincts were alerted. He caught the ball, but fell backwards and his back hit the seat behind him, causing him to arch uncomfortably and knock heads with Tetsuma, who was in the seat behind his. Tetsuma didn't react much to this; he just…blinked. Like the only capable action he can do until given orders.

"Sena's not in this plane!" Mamori shrieked.

"Hot damn!" Ikkyu dug through his pockets and fished out money, then slapping it onto Akaba's outstretched hand. "I didn't think she was that oni inattentive!"

"Apparently she is," Akaba chuckled, pushing his shades higher. "Fuu."

Mamori was causing mass hysteria.

/00/

Sena just realized something.

This was not her flight.

Not when she couldn't find a single Japanese person around, or at least anyone who she recognize.

She didn't know what to do. At least the plane hadn't taken off, but how can she alert the attendants when she didn't know the exact words in English? She knew how to say her salutations and farewells, choppy sentences, and even a couple food names, but that was it. Sena tried to break it down. 'Excuse me, but this is not my flight. Please help me.' She decided to go for it, but then realized that the attendant might reply back, and Sena has difficulty processing English.

Suddenly, the people around her stood up from their seats and made a single file line out of the plane. She didn't know what was going on, but followed the same suit, seeing that she was going to get off anyway.

Once off, the police came by and instructed people to move somewhere. Sena wanted to go to the plane that was headed to Japan; however, her hopes were thwarted. Not by the police, but by the blizzard, and Sena knows that even a fine runnerback cannot dash away from the claws of a nasty blizzard.

/00/

The good thing was that the plane had stopped before taking flight.

The bad thing was that there was a blizzard, which stopped the plane.

The worse thing was that they couldn't go out to find Sena.

The terrible thing was that Sena could be anywhere, probably freezing her bums out in that blizzard.

The excruciatingly horrifically direly unpleasant thing was that they ran out of snacks. Now how were they gonna maintain body heat?

But the other good thing was that they were safe and warm inside the same hotel they had used before. Apparently, Hiruma hacked inside the hotel's system, making it so that Team Japan hadn't signed out of the hotel yet, so their rooms were waiting for them.

However, the super duper excruciatingly horrifically direly unpleasant thing was that they were missing Tetsuma, which should be impossible because he wouldn't go anywhere unless given an order.

Though he was nowhere to be found, just like Sena. So…yeah.

"He'll be fine," Kid assured them. "Known him for years and what I can tell you is that he'll be fine."

"He's in a non-Japanese speaking country while a mad blizzard is taking over." Monta lifted a jacket. "Apparently, he even left something to wear too. Oh yeah, he'll totally be fine, despite the fact that he might freeze to death. Nope, no worries here."

Kid scratched his head underneath his hat. "Erm, glad that you think so too."

"Maybe you should rephrase about Tetsuma being 'fine'," Takami said, pushing his glasses up, "because it sure looks like he wouldn't, not in this weather."

"I'm concerned about his wellbeing as any of you folks, but he's going to be fine. He has logic and muscle, after all."

"Muscle I can understand, but I don't see the logic of abandoning your own jacket and then head out into a freaking ice storm," Monta snorted.

"Now there must be a good reason for him to do that," Kid said. "I know my pal like the back of my hand, that's why I say that he'll be fine and have a purpose in doing a stunt as to go around without a decent jacket."

"Could he be training?" Shin said.

"Yeah, now that could be it. Sure, Tetsuma could be training."

"Then I must proceed to do the same." Shin began stripping.

"No, Shin!" Sakuraba cried out.

A/N: Just for the love of Mr. Don, his old man looking glory. I CANNOT believe that he's 18, seriously. And also, I might as well be given at least SOME credit regarding to me pulling an all-night to make this fic happen. I luv u my fellow ES21 writers.