Ironically Equivalent
Summary:*~ Opposites attract, after all, and Sena will survive. At the least. TakixFEM!Sena~*
A/N 1: I'm working on Paradise Lost and Love Love Liberators! so hold your comments. Anyway, I didn't want to loose this idea so I just had to publish it. I really hope that you guys would give this peculiar pairing a go. PLEASE.
A/N 2: I also encourage you to make stories of your own. Why? Because…I want to read more ES21 fics!
Chapter 1: New Boyfriend
I'm going to say this straight-out, okay? Don't miss it.
Kobayakawa Sena is in her third year of high school…and never ever had a boyfriend. Ever.
Gasp.
(Did you guys get that?)
She has been single for the rest of her seventeen years. But it's not as if she cares. Nope. Not one bit. It's as if she registered it in her brain that she'll never be loved by a guy. It's as if someone had injected an unknown substance into her bloodstream, causing her think like a geezer. It's as if spending too much time with Shin Seijuro had affected her to be asexual. And she's fine with that.
Seriously, it seems that her hormones had been wiped clean because no female on earth could not be ogling or drooling when being surrounded by hunky and sexy men like Shin, Sakuraba Haruto, Kakei Shun, Jyuumonji Kazuki, Akaba Hayato, Kongo twins, Hojo Taka, Yamato Takeru…you get the idea. I mean, the American Pentagram hotties haven't even made a dent on her cutie-boy-hormone-alert radar—that's because she didn't even have such radar.
Sigh. And another sigh that I release. Tell me, reader, do you wonder why I have written an essay regarding to Sena's disinterest in romance? Because, fine reader, she will be interested in romance, however, it seems more complex than you would think. I'm very aware that there had been a popularity increase of certain characters, especially Hiruma Yoichi, and many had assumed that timid and sweet Sena would be paired up with the devious and bad-boy Hiruma, yes? Well, perhaps in another dimension, but in this one, no.
So let's head to when it all began, before the spark of Sena's romance.
Anezaki Mamori, Taki Suzuna, and Kobayakawa Sena were walking around, window-shopping. Mamori was biting her lip in anxiety as Suzuna had her eyes narrowed at what the shortest girl was wearing—vintage wear, as in a pair of black slacks and a gray sweater and worn-out sneakers. Couldn't get any classier than that, could she?
In need of a distraction, Suzuna pointed out, "Look, Sena! The pet store displayed puppies behind the glass!"
"Oh wow," Sena gasped aloud, rushing to get a closer look at the adorable animals.
When she was out of the way, Mamori and Suzuna began expressing their…distress.
"This is horrible," Mamori sighed.
"I know!" Suzuna agreed. "Sena's wearing granny clothes!"
"That's not what I mean, Suzuna-chan."
"Well, then I guess you're talking about Sena not showing interest in doing anything fun, right?"
The college freshman nodded. "How she dresses is not bad—at least it's modest." Suzuna pouted. "Although, it does worry me that she isn't spending enough time being, well…"
"A girl?" she finished.
"Yes, exactly. She became more open like I hoped for, but it seems as if she's loosing the opportunities she has."
"Football was a big impact on her, so…maybe she thinks she's out of options?" Suzuna suggested. "Because Deimon doesn't allow third years to do after-school activities and now all she does is study and worry about college. And you can see how much of a bookworm she developed into."
It was true. Ever since Sena received her first test from coming back to Deimon, she failed, in which made her realize that she'll never get a good college application. So she locked herself in her room and studied night after night after night until there were heavy bags under her eyes and she earned an 84% on her next test. It wasn't so bad compared to her other grades the two years before. Elated by this, the girl continued to improve her academics so that she was at average or above.
Eventually, she forgot to tend to her hair and clothes, making her appear like how she first came to high school—an unkempt young lady, or, ahem, female hermit. It was quite a transformation indeed. But her running ability never faltered as she and Shin would still go jogging together and occasionally do practices.
Though…she's still boyfriend-less…
"I'm glad that she's concerned about her grades, but if this keeps up she'll be missing out, like how Yuki-kun before he joined the team," Mamori said.
Suzuna's eyes widened. "Oh man! You don't think she'll go balding, do you?"
"That...can't be right…" Could it? The girls glanced at Sena, who was smiling at the puppies wagging their tails at her, and couldn't help noticing how disheveled her hair was. There were rat nests all jumbled up together, and from one side it looked as if Sena had a really bad perm. It was hair that terribly needed conditioning, but what if the girl didn't know what to do? What if she just ran her hairbrush in that mess? Then she would tear her locks from her scalp, and then…
"Oh no!" Mamori cried. "She'll go bald!"
"If Sena had a boyfriend, she might be more attentive of her appearance," Suzuna mused.
"I wonder."
Suzuna had to release a giggle as thoughts piled on top of one another. Oh the blind dates she could set up.
Alright, I have to pause it here. Why? Because there's something that I need to elaborate.
You knowhow people say that opposites attract, right? And I agree with that notion…well, sometimes. It quite depends on what part of 'opposite' they could be referring to. Like, "Are you on Team A or Team B?" And then there would be this whole debate on which team would be the victor. Disagreements like that would lead onto hate and then a break-up and then a heart-break.
The opposite attraction notion I'm suggesting is based on character. I mean, I suppose that a guy and a girl with same qualities can attract, but wouldn't that be, oh I don't know, boring? Just think: a couple that would be at equilibrium because one person is, let's say, a chatterbox whereas the other person is a listener. Sure, chatterbox = chatterbox, but not all chatterboxes have the same personality, or would get along with a duplicate.
It would be like a math equation! 2 – 9 - 1 = 0 + (4 + 4)-1 would be a great example. Each side is different, but it would equal -8 and thus the equilibrium. The different numbers would represent the characteristics of the person, and as you spend time with him or her (add, subtract, multiply, or divide) you would fall in love with that fated person and it would conclude a perfect match. -8 = -8.
Reflecting back to the chatterbox analysis, it would be like (4 + 1)-2 = (4 + 1)2, then it would be -10 = 10. It isn't equal, and therefore incompatible. But as I said before, same qualities can go together, so 8 - 5 + 2 = 8 - 5 + 2. Same and same. Yeah, that'll work.
I'm going back to the chatterbox and listener topic again. OKAY THEN. A chatterbox talks a lot whereas a listener would be willing to lend an ear, and they support one another. There! The best match yet! Or how about a cool and stoic type with a lively and bubbly type? Yup, most definitely.
So with my elaboration done, I'll head onwards to the story.
"Hiii!" Sena staggered backwards, not believing what was happening. "What do you mean Taka-san is going to be my boyfriend?"
The thing is, when Mamori brought Sena and Suzuna brought her brother to the park, surprising the football players by this unexpected occurrence, the football players thought that the girls would be asking them a favor to do an errand or something or the sort.
However…
Suzuna went on with this rant about how Taki's been moping in the corner ever since his girlfriend (I know—WHAT!) had dumped him, and then moving onto Sena's negative traits (the runningback didn't realize the change until now). Once the cheerleader was done, she tied it all together by saying, "So in other words, you two are going to be boyfriend and girlfriend."
Insert Sena's cry that I put on too early.
Taki, likewise, was bewildered. "B-b-b-but I cannot abandon mi princesa bonita!" he exclaimed, enunciating his Spanish horribly.
"I thought you spoke French, Taka-kun," Mamori said. Or at least he tried to.
"Ah, my lovely Yomi is fond of the Spanish culture, so I changed for her sake!" The boy had this disgusting dreamy look in his eyes when he said his ex-girlfriend's name.
"Move on!" Suzuna whacked his head. "That girl left you, deal with it! Now you have a new path to walk on." Then she pointed at Sena. "And the right girl is in front of you."
Sena blanched. "I'm not going along with this! And I don't need a boyfriend!" she protested, exasperated.
After Taki made his agreement, Suzuna shook her head and sighed. "I should have known it would come to this. Luckily I was prepared." She pulled out an orange folder and weighed it on her hand. "Bro, you want Yomi back, don't you?"
He frowned, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "But, young sister, did you not say…?"
"You want Yomi or not?"
"Si! Oh yes, yes, yes I do!"
"Then make her jealous. Sena here is the key."
Sena was about to protest again until she was cut off. "Make Yomi-chan jealous?" Taki blinked. "But….I don't think that would be possible."
"Of course it is, all girls can get jealous," Suzuna said dismissively.
"Really?"
Mamori face-palmed.
"Yup, but you have to become an official boyfriend to someone else. Like Sena."
"Hey, now wait a min—"
"I'll do it!" Taki declared, gleeful of the idea of Yomi worming back to him. "I'll do it and have my Yomi-chan back!"
As for Sena, Suzuna used blackmail, the techniques that she learned from Hiruma before he graduated. Inside the orange folder was a picture that stunned the three. Sena especially.
"Wh-wh-where did you GET THAT!" Sena practically screamed.
"Yo-nii," Suzuna said as if it was the most obvious thing on earth. In which it was.
Mamori paled, and then fainted.
Taki committed self-brainwash in order to forget what his eyeballs had seen.
Sena said through her gritted teeth, "Fine. I'll do it."
Suzuna grinned evilly.
Taki wants to get back with his ex-girlfriend as Sena was blackmailed with the mysterious picture. Oooh! What could that picture be? Well, don't bother asking me because I don't know.
Yet.
