Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21. :cough: damn it.
Another crappy drabble from me, I know I haven't updated in a while and this probably isn't the best I can do, but I'm trying. I have serious writers block right now and I'm trying to get more chapters out for "Hoshi no Tengoku". Sorry for the long wait. XP Please enjoy!
For Your Eyes Only
Sena sighed and tugged at his shirt. He shouldn't have gone through with it. Hiruma had only been teasing him, after all. The brunette frowned at his own idiocy. Maybe he had just done it to rebel against his lover.
Yeah, right. If anything, he had done it for Hiruma. Of course, now that he was having second thoughts he realized that there was no possible way to hide it from his boyfriend. He was bound to notice the second Sena took off his shirt. So he had gone through all that pain for nothing?
"Kuso gaki!" Sena yipped in startlement as a picture was shoved in his face. "What were you doing going into a tattoo parlor last week?"
Sena stared at undeniable proof in front of him and silenty wondered about Hiruma's sources. Though it seemed that Hiruma hadn't found out exactly what he'd done, since the picture was of him leaving the parlor.
"W-well, that is, I, um..." Sena knew that his shy stalling wasn't helping. Hiruma looked ready to start tearing off clothes. "I did it for you!"
"Oh, god. Chibi what did you do?" The blonde looked decidedly upset, like he couldn't bear the thought of Sena's beautiful skin being marred by ink. Sena blushed indignently.
"I didn't get a tattoo if that's what your thinking." He folded his arms across his stomach shyly.
"Then what...?"
Sena's blush deepened as he raised his shirt a little ways to show his lover the delicate piece of jewelry pierced through his navel. Hiruma's eyes widened slightly as he rembered the passing joke he'd made a few weeks ago. But damn, it really did make Sena look sexy.
His mouth started watering as kinky thoughts of what he could with that accessory flitted through his mind. A rather graphic image of Sena crying out for him not to pull on that was quickly filed away to memory, now wasn't the time.
The brunette pulled his shirt down and started fidgiting again. Why did Hiruma always have to stare at him like that? And in public even!
Hiruma bodily tossed the pipqueak running back over his shoulder and started to stalk off towards his house muttering something about lubricant and a bed. Sena sighed and let his sex crazed boyfriend carry him off. Really, he should have expected this.
"Don't show it to anyone else, got that?" Sena smiled in exasperation.
"Hai."