He didn't know when it had started but before he knew it he had found himself staring at the other man, his eyes following him wherever he went. The skill he possessed, the speed with which he reacted, and the tenacity with which he overcame every and all obstacles that stood in his way. Of course he couldn't let his feelings expand onto the filed, but still he found himself inwardly whenever the other was tackled and cheering in the stands whenever the underdogs crushed another team underfoot. And now, at the end of the season, the object of his affections was finally approaching him, a wide grin spread over his face. "Don't get cocky just because you nearly beat us this year," he said. "Good luck next year Ojo-trash!" Since he didn't look behind him as he walked away cackling Yoichi Hiruma didn't see the way that Shin Seijuro after after him lustfully, a mix of admiration and love in his eyes.
Author's Note:
I was thinking of Eyeshield one day when I realized there were no stories for this pairing. What a shock! I'll write a sequel if you guys like it. ^_^