I Like You Tarou

Pairing: Sena/Tarou

Summary: Sena plans to fix their friendship and tell Monta he likes him as more than friends in the process!

Nothing is more important to me than this glove!

Sena lay awake in bed, his face covered in bandages and such as Monta's words replayed in his mind. Was Honjou-san's glove really the only thing that was important to him? Biting his lip lightly, Sena turned over onto his side as tears began to well up in his eyes.

It hurt to hear Monta say that, it really hurt—a pang had suddenly erupted in his chest when he heard those words and it only worsened when Monta punched him in the face.

This just wasn't the pain of your best friend not wanting to be on the team anymore—this was the pain of someone you really liked taking steps out of your life forever! He didn't want Monta to leave, and since the other male didn't know about his feelings for him, he had to lay it on thick that playing with the team was important to everyone.

He was sure that Monta would probably never speak to him again or even want to be friends with him ever again! Sena wasn't sure if he could keep his secret a secret for much longer however. Friends didn't keep secrets from friends!

Here they were in the clubhouse before everyone else... Who was going to speak first?

"..."

"..."

"I'm sorry for hit—"

"IlikeyouRai," Sena suddenly said, interrupting Monta who blinked rapidly, a small blush breaking out on his cheeks as he wondered if he had heard right.

Here they were at seventeen and Sena was—he was admitting—! He hadn't said Monta's real name though… Did he STILL not know it? "M-My name's Raimon Tarou, Sena," Monta replied with a bit of a huff as he folded his arms.

"O-Oh," Sena replied, feeling foolish and soon corrected himself, his brown irises gazing into Monta's own. "I like you…T-Tarou!"

Monta's cheeks could only darken in color as he looked away from Sena and bit his lip, feeling incredibly shy all of a sudden. Sena liked him, as in wanted to kiss him and stuff like that! He—well, he sort of liked Sena too! His best friend was so cool because of his running, but at times, he thought about Sena in the same way he thought about Mamori, but it was rare that he did… Running a hand through his red-brown hair, he looked towards the taller male—Sena had had a growth spurt!—with a shy smile. Dang it! When was HE going to have a growth spurt?

"S…Sena…"

Taking a step forward, Sena hesitantly wrapped his arms around his best friend as he aimed his mouth for Monta's own; when they connected, however, Hiruma immediately burst into the clubhouse only to pause upon seeing the two males.

"What the fuck is this?" Hiruma asked, grinning evilly as he let loose a cackle.

Monta struggled lightly to get away, but Sena held onto him a little tighter even though they had ended the kiss with the blonde quarterback had entered the room.

"So, you fucking shrimps like each other, huh?"

Monta said nothing and instead, blushed darker than his hair color as he continued to stay trapped in Sena's grasp.

"St-Stop making fun of us," Sena said, glaring a little. "If you kick us off the team—"

"I never fucking said that, now did I, damn shrimp?"

"…!"

"You ARE going to allow me to tape your intimate moments, however, in exchange! YA-HA!"

Fangirls paid BIG money to see boys "going at it"!

Monta's face was continuing to turn redder and redder and even Sena—who had been trying to be brave—had gotten a little embarrassed.

"Sh-Shuddap already would ya!"

After saying this, Monta fled the clubhouse at top speed.

Sena watched the redhead go with a bit of a frown. Dang it! Hiruma-sempai was always ruining things, but him and Monta, they were going to be okay…!