The second drabble!! Yay!!

Um....I just really like rabbling before these things. Other people get to do it, So I do too!

Anyway, all my eyeshield stories are for my other best friend, Taylor. I got her obsessed, and now Sena is hers. And Hiruma is mine!!!

She'll enjoy that when she reads this. I love you, Taylor! Get better faster! I can't be doing my homework everyday!

Enjoy!! ^.^

Hiruma gazed around his shabby apartment, scowling. Something was missing, and he knew what it was. He had just seen the object off to America.

Sena. Kobayakawa Sena was missing from his home….Well, his house. Home was where the Fucking Shrimp and the other Devil Bats were. This apartment of his was just an empty set of rooms. Even Cererbus seemed out of sorts, sniffing around and searching for the short nervous boy. Hiruma stomped around his house, scowling, and almost pouting, but Hiruma didn't pout. He nearly pouted. He wasn't hungry, but he called take-out, too tired to threaten the manager, but ended up scaring the delivery boy so much he ran before he could take the fake money.

With food, and alcohol, he settled down on the bland couch that Sena loved, and stared at the basic cable channel, Sena's favorite. He couldn't remember when the things in his house started to become Sena's this, Sena's that. But they had, and now whenever he looked around the room, he could name off memories linking himself to the shrimp.

'It's only for a couple months. Then he's coming back.' Hiruma chided his nearly pouting self. He steeled his back, and shut off the TV, tossing the barely touched food on to the table, and heading for the bathroom. He took a shower, remembering each time he had lured Sena into a bath innocently, and ended it with the bathroom floor covered with water, Sena's high-pitched scream echoing off the tiled walls. Thoughts of this lead to him jerking off in the shower, stumbling out of the tiled area and drying off as he made his way to his dresser. He was stunned at how much shit the younger boy had actually left. Sena's boxers were tumbled in with Hiruma's, and the fucking shrimp's PJs were tucked in beside Hiruma's sleeping pants innocently. Hiruma scowled again, running his long fingers over the soft worn out flannel.

"What does the Shrimp think my house is? A hotel?"He grumbled, but a tiny smirk rolled over his lips. "Tche." He grunted, dressing in a pair of sweats and headed for his bed. He had to get up early tomorrow for classes.

He was almost asleep when his cell phone rang out in the darkness, the light stinging Hiruma's eyes. He groggily reached over, and snatched the phone off the bed, flipping it open and pressing it blindly to his ear.

"What?"He growled.

"Sorry!"Was Sena's greeting. Hiruma smiled despite himself, shifting.

"Fucking Shrimp, do you know what time it is?"He demanded. He may miss the boy, not that he'd actually voice it, but he wasn't going to let the chance to mess with Sena, even just a little bit.

"I'm really sorry, Hiruma! I just realized what time it was when you picked up!"He cried, stuttering even more apologies.

"Tche. I'm teasing you, Fucking Shrimp. Was your fucken plane ride okay?"Hiruma inquired, rubbing his eyes, and staring out his bedroom window absently.

"It was okay." Sena replied, relieved the older boy was only teasing him. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry."He murmured.

"Its okay, Fucking Shrimp."Hiruma chuckled.

"Oh…Okay. I forgot to thank you for seeing me off."Sena said.

"You're fucking welcome." Hiruma sighed, eyes drifting closed. "Where are you?"He questioned.

"I just got settled in my dorm."Sena said quietly. "It's a quite nice room."He commented. "Not as home-like as your apartment though."He added, causing Hiruma smile, a soft thud of his heart hitching at the statement.

"You'll get use to it, Fucking Shrimp."He said quietly, hoping that he didn't, hoping that Sena got homesick and ran back to Hiruma on those golden legs of his.

"Nothing will feel like home if you aren't there, Hiruma."Sena said softly, and Hiruma gave a soft sigh, grinning happily.

"Yea, same here, Fucking Shrimp. Same here."