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~The Game Is To Not Find Out~
by - Mato-Gin
Chapter 2 - Umm Good Morning?
He had liked Hiruma for a long time. He'd watch him at the games he could attend and it was unquestionable that Deimon got as far as it did because of him. The blonde was unpredictable, sneaky; but no matter what, the Deimon quarterback always came out like a hero- a black knight rather than a shining white one. At the last game, Deimon had won against the opposing team and their school was cheering loudly in the crowd. Shien had been standing quietly at the top rows watching the game, now at the end, studied Hiruma's triumphant face down at the field when the blonde suddenly looked up at him. Their eyes caught in a locked stare, and for a while, the noise of the crowd died down as he lost himself in the calculating blue eyes of the demon standing down below.
Hiruma didn't make it seem like he was with any one- no girlfriend or any particular someone outside of the football team that showed up at every game. At this, the shabby Seibu quarterback considered himself special. But as he looked at what he saw before him in the hospital room, Shien was confused. There was a boy laying on Hiruma's arm. The same one who said he "worked" at the hospital. Enjoying himself sleeping, the small brunette lay his arm limply across Hiruma's chest, most of his body covering half of the quarterback's as if they were snuggling the night before.
"What do you want?" the blonde snapped him back from staring. As of yesterday, he was greeted with a frown.
"I thought he worked here," Shien replied, tilting his head back and avoiding the question.
The blonde followed to where he stared to the boy beside him. "Him?"
Hiruma scoffed and tried to prop himself up on the bed, not caring if he woke the brunette up or not.
"Nn!" he flinched back down from the pain as he tried to slip his arm away from under the boy's head. "It doesn't matter of he does or not. It doesn't affect you anyways, right?"
Not affect me?! Shien's eyebrows scrunched up trying to hide the hurt. He kept his gaze at Hiruma who tried to push the boy away making the brunette to fidget.
"Hmn," a soft groan slipped from his lips. He rolled his head across Hiruma's arm and the taller boy twitched.
"Hey! Get up already!"
…...
Something was hurting his head. It was firm and nice, but it felt a little odd. Maybe bony? He turned his head to the side still wanting to sleep but muffled voices started to get louder, two of them talking to each other.
"Who is he?"
Whose who? The soft deep voice quieted as the other spoke. Couldn't they stop? There was no reason he had to wake up, and he was pretty sure there was no school today. Wasn't it Saturday?
"So last night..."
There were gaps in between he couldn't make out.
"Yeah... He was here..."
"Did you... I was hoping..."
"Yeah, I asked him... We slept together..."
Slept with who?! Those words somehow made him snap his eyes open.
"Hnnnn~," he slowly pushed himself up, rubbing his eyes.
There was a feeling this conversation was going in a weird direction. As he blinked hard trying to clear his vision, there was a silence. As the light began to come through his eyes, he saw two people staring at him quietly observing his reactions.
"Hmn?" his eyebrows bent in confusion.
Why was he still in the hospital? He was surrounded by the medical white walls and there was a guy's face with spiky blonde hair staring and waiting so close in front of him. Wait, he recognized the face. Wasn't he the patient from yesterday?! His mouth opened in realization. What was his name?
"H-Hiruma?"
The blonde fell away from his gaze at the sound of his name.
"Yeah," his sharp teeth showed and he pulled Sena closer as he stretched his arm around his shoulder. "This is my twerp!"
"Twerp?!" Sena's voice curved.
"He doesn't like seeing people in the morning, so you should leave," the blonde turned to the guy waiting at the door.
Sena bit his lip into a crooked line. What was going on?! Why was this guy so familiar? And why was he in bed with him?! He looked to the guy standing at the door. He remembered him too, with the tall teen's long black hair and friendly face. Like last night, he had a sad tint to his face. There was some sort of acceptance on the lines of his face like he understood as he looked at Sena.
"I see... It seems like your okay," he spoke slowly, "so see you then," the teen closed his eyes before lowly waving and turning away.
Sena wanted to say something but didn't know what. It seemed sad for him to go. So along with the guy next to him, they just saw him walk away.
…...
What the hell was he doing?! Did he just say he was together with this guy?! As Shien and his shabby face left, he turned to look at the pipsqueak still confused from just waking up.
"Hmph," he pushed him away.
Finally free, Hiruma got out of bed and picked up his crutches on the floor.
"Where are you going?" the kid asked turning to him.
"What else? I'm checking out," he replied like it was the obvious answer. He fitted the crutches under his arms and gripped the handles tightly.
"Wait! The doctor hasn't come yet!" a hand grabbed the bottom of his shirt and he almost stumbled backwards. "You need to stay!"
"You're still saying that?!" he turned.
A worried look plastered on the brunette's face.
…...
Mamori 's pink hair bounced up and down as she stepped through the halls. That's funny; Sena's parents called to see if he was still in the hospital when for sure she thought he went home. Didn't he? It was almost noon and a worried crease formed above her eyes. Maybe he was still in the hospital. She didn't actually go check after he went to see that one patient he brought. Deep in thought, a loud, yelling voice distracted her.
"Because of you, I have more bruises on my arms!"
"I'm sorry!"
She followed the voices to one of the rooms and slid the door open.
"Sena?" she let out and saw the brunette sitting on the bed with the blonde patient trying to push himself up from him. (He ended up falling back on the bed again) "Sena! Are you alright?!"
She hurried to the his side and not the patient's.
"Mamori-neesan," he called her name as she put her hand against his forehead.
"Are you sick?"
She saw that he still wore the same clothes he did yesterday, dark khaki shorts with a yellow sleeveless hoodie designed with black stripes on the shoulders and sides, now wrinkled. Why did he stay here?
"No, I'm fine," he reassured her.
She gave him a worried look but trusted him.
"Hey," a sharp voice called to her. She looked up and remembered there was an actual patient there. "You work here right?"
It was the medical uniform she wore that gave her away. "Yeah," she nodded cautiously.
She uneasily studied the other boy in front of her and something about his face made her raise her guard.
"I wanna check out,"
Check out? By the way he was giving so much effort on getting out of bed, he didn't look ready.
"Alright," she nodded slowly, "but we have to check if you're okay. I'll call the doctor to examine you and you can sign out of here." She turned to Sena, "This was a friend of yours?" She was asking to make sure.
"Uhm, well, I just met him," he explained.
Mamori wrapped her arms protectively around the smaller boy as she gave it some thought.
"I'm not sure if you can check out today. I'd recommend that you stay here a little longer. Is there anywhere that you need to go?"
"I have to go to practice," the blonde replied.
"Sports?"
"Football,"
"Then I really recommend you stay,"
"I'm not going to get on the field," the guy raised his brow, "I'm just going to make sure those idiots practice like I told them to,"
His words didn't reassure her and he noticed.
"Shorty's going to come with me," he nodded towards the boy in her arms.
"Sena? But I thought you just said you met each other!" she looked at the brunette.
"Ke ke ke ke," an wide evil smile spread across the teen's face, "Don't worry. He's willing to go."
…...
Sena kept his eyes at the sky or on the other side of the field. It was awkward being here in the football field with that guy! Hearing his laugh, a whole new door opened before him and he could see just how evil this guy really was. Or will be, if he keeps hanging around him. His eyes slowly looked to the side to take a peak at the spiky blonde sitting next to him typing on his laptop, and he watched as the pink bubble he blew popped. He really likes gum, he shifted his eyes quickly feeling that the guy noticed. How did he end up here again?
"I'm sorry!" he apologized. It was embarrassing that he slept on a guy's arm!
"Tch," the blonde twisted the arm he had lain on. "Take me to the check out," he turned to him.
"Hmn? Check out? Shouldn't you wait for someone to come and get you?" he remembered that he had other guests last night. "Like that guy that was just here. Maybe you should call him back,"
The guy gave him a glare. Did he say something wrong?! There was a short silence and he looked the other way.
"Hey," the blonde started again, "You're a good guy to have around; you can really make that guy leave. Stay with me whenever he's around."
"Huh?" his expression was priceless but the blonde kept no note of it."Aren't you two friends?"
The other boy kept quiet and didn't say anything in reply. But the long haired guy seemed so nice, Sena contemplated.
"What was your name?" the boy in crutches absently asked and he began walking to the edge of the bed where his original clothes lay on top of a short table. He began to rummage through his jacket until he took out a black book.
"Sena. Kobayakawa, Sena."
"Sena," he repeated as he flipped through the book and stopped. "Don't you go to the same school?" his eyes looked at him from behind his notes.
"I go to Deimon," he replied confused. For sure, he's never seen this guy before.
"Perfect. Then you can take me to school," he slapped his book closed. "I go to to Deimon too,"
"Huh?! Take you to school?! Why would I do that?!"
"Because it's your fault I got injured like this, so you're taking me back!"
"But I-"
"Sena Kobayakawa, 1st year. 100, 200, and 400 meter dash runner/sprinter along with the 4 by 4 relay in the Daemon track team,"
The brunette paused. "Wait, how do you know that?"
"Seems like you were the team's ace and practiced a lot alone after school," he continued. "Two months ago before the Zokugaku meet, you were running after school and accidentally tripped when your shorts fell down. I guess some one accidentally took a picture," an eager happy face smiled as he slipped out and dangled a photo of the half naked track runner on the dirt with his shorts to his knees.
"H-hey!"
He crawled to the other end of the bed and reached for the picture.
"Ke ke ke," the boy cackled. He lifted his arm as the photo slipped away from Sena's grasp.
"Are you blackmailing me?!"
"You're going back with me to Deimon,"
Sena flailed his arms trying to grab for the photo when his fingers got caught on the boy's collar.
"Ack!" his eyes widened as the taller boy fell on him.
The boy's crutches squeaked as he lost his balance. Soft yellow hair pushed against Sena's face as long arms trapped him against the bed as they fell back against the pillows.
"H-Hiruma?" he grew comfortable with the name.
He jerked really hard when he lost balance, the brunette worried. Sena didn't even notice he was gripping tightly on the blonde's back as he lay squished between the mattress and boy's heavy body on top of him. His heart began to pace. His fingers tightened, crumpling the guy's shirt. Could the boy feel his heart racing? Sena suddenly became self conscious.
"Sena!"
He immediately sat up at a girl's voice, wide eyed, roughly pushing the blonde away. The door slid open and a girl with pink hair in a nurse's uniform rushed towards him.
"Are you alright?!"
Sena scratched his head and drowned out a sigh. Agh! That was so embarrassing! No other word could have described what happened! And to find out someone actually had a half naked picture of him! What did Mamori see on his face when she walked in on them? Was he going to post it up? No! Hopefully not! And this guy actually came to his school?! To top it off, the captain of the Deimon Devil Bats Football Team! How could he have not noticed him?! The tall imposing figure just sat quietly next to him, typing away.
