An Eyeshield 21 drabble. Beware of the randomness ; D . I've just started watching it (::is at episode twelve now::) and HirumaSena is already my favourite pairing. I love Hiruma, he's so evil and cunning. Meh.

It was the day before a match that Mamori came to visit Sena at his house, bringing along two small strawberry-cakes with her. Sena happily made some tea for the both of them, talking animatedly about how excited he was for the game, until Mamori decided it was finally time to say what she had wanted to say.

"Look, Sena, although I don't approve of your… relationship with Hiruma," she said, still a little bit uneasy at the thought of Sena dating Hiruma. She supposed it was what big sisters normally did—after all, she did consider Sena her little brother and so she worried over him, especially when said little brother was dating the biggest and most cunning leech the world had to offer. "I just thought I'd had to point this out to you," she bit her bottom lip, thinking about how she should put it. Sena looked at her curiously for a while, urging her to go on. "Well… whenever you two are… intimate," Sena blushed furiously. "You kind of… run funny during a game. I know it's not my business, Sena, but you do realise people have started to notice this?"

"I—I run funny?" Sena repeated, his blush now spreading all over his face.

"And walk," Mamori added, still kind of uneasy about this conversation. "They've started rumours, you know, so would you please not have—have… be intimate with Hiruma the day before a match? Please?" Sena swallowed—that was not an easy task. Hiruma always tended to demand sex right before a game, said it would pump him up a bit more. It was true, after sex the cunning devil would always have much, much more energy.

"I—I'll try," he squeaked, fearing for the worst.

"Sena," Hiruma growled that evening at the clubhouse, pushing Sena against the wall and putting his hands against it, besides Sena's head. "I want you, now," he continued, licking the boy's exposed neck. Sena swallowed again, letting out a light moan when Hiruma roughly kissed him on the mouth, parting his lips with his tongue. He sighed as he remembered Mamori's words and lightly pushed the devil-like boy away from him.

"H—Hiruma, I can't do it tonight!" he exclaimed, blushing a little bit when Hiruma looked at him surprised. He had never really refused him, well, not while they were going out anyway, so it came to him as a surprise when his boyfriend pushed him away. But, surprise faded after a second and he smirked at Sena, who tried to run out of the room as fast as he could.

"Ah-ah, playing hard to get, eh?" he said, licking his lips.

"L—look, it's not that I don't want to either," Sena started. "But… But Mamori-nee-chan said that I run funny during a game! People have noticed!" Hiruma shrugged.

"So? Who cares?"

"I care!" Sena shouted, trying desperately to ignore Hiruma, who had by now approached him and was continuing to lick and kiss him. Sena was half-heartedly trying to push him away by now, really deciding he hardly even cared because it just felt so good.

"Hmmhmm, whatever you say, damn secretary," Hiruma replied happily.

Sena really didn't hear him anymore.

"Sena?! I thought I told you—"

"I know, I know," Sena said, with fake regret. He really had a big grin on his face. "Sorry Mamori-nee-chan, guess I'll be running funny today too."

Mamori sighed as Sena continued walking, occasionally limping a little more than he usually did. Hiruma followed him with a content grin on his face.

Maybe she should have kept her mouth shut.