I actually don't feel too good today, I have a cold which is keeping me awake yet sleepy…
ShinxSena one of my favourite pairings, and I couldn't help but write this little drabble. It is sadly unbeated though, I didn't really think there was a need for a betaing something so small. It was inspired a particular picture I found on deviant art that had me in a fit of giggles! http: / rakasha3. deviantart. Com /# / d105lxy (take out the spaces)
WHOA WHUT?
There this thing about Shin Seijuro, linebacker of the Ojo White Knights, that could not be understood. He wasn't a normal teenager by any means. Training ruled his life; every action he committed was usually tied to his strict regime. That wasn't the only thing though.
Shin had an odd way of recognising people.
It wasn't their name, or face that made a person memorable to him, but rather their muscle structure. Like when Sakuraba completely changed his looks, (you know how he shaving his hair almost off after a crisis), to Shin, Sakuraba looked no different from who he was before. The same applied to a particular little runningback that had captured the stoic Shin's attention.
It was obvious enough to say that it was pointless for Sena to hide his identity as Eyeshield 21 from linebacker, because Shin's sharp eyes saw through it all. The linebacker noticed the exact curve of the calves, those slim small legs that held such power to them. They where attached to a rather frail body in Shin's opinion, scraggily arms, and thin torso. Not that this frail body hadn't already done so many amazing things.
Yet that wasn't what was keeping Shin's attention currently.
Shin was just jogging behind an oblivious Kobayakawa Sena, the little running back was listening to his MP3 so he didn't have a clue that the Ojo linebacker was right behind him. The small brunette didn't even notice the intense stare trained at him, or rather at a particular piece of his anatomy.
It was a warm summer's day, and Sena was wearing a thin wife-beater that was slightly soaked with sweat, and shorts that clung to his shapely hips. The Linebacker for the first time had noticed that perky butt, how it jiggled so wonderfully as the teen ran. He knew how those two globs felt when he spear tackled the smaller boy, how firm they were with just the right amount of bounce. They were especially eye-catching now, in those tight shorts.
What happened next just came out of nowhere. Shin didn't really know what possessed him to do that. All he knew was that he reached his hand out and…
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Sena loved early morning jogs, just being out in fresh air with no one else around to disturb him. It was especially great with the new MP3 player that Mamori-nee san had gotten him, he absolutely loved running to the upbeat song, it helped set a rhythm for him and at the same time blocked the whole world out.
So imagine the brunette's surprise when he felt a sharp pain on his ass.
"HHHIIIIIIIIIII-!" he shouted and abruptly turned around only to see a white mass move quickly past him like a ghost.
The runningback gasped and with light speed swung back around just in time to the familiar outline of a particular Ojo student disappearing off into the distance.
"DID HE JUST... GROPE ME AND WALK AWAY?"
Hope you all enjoyed that!
I also drew a pic that I want to turn into a fic (take out the spaces) http: / rakasha3. deviantart. Com / # / d349f78 . I call it 'Temptation of the Devil' because Sena is just sooo damn tempting!