Sena's life
Genre: Humor, Adventure, and Supernatural!
Pairings: hm…a lot of one sidedness for Sena…
Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21 or any of the characters in it; if I have any OC's then I do own those!
Eyeshield 21 © Inagaki Riichiro and Murata Yusuke
Not much to say except enjoy~
Chapter 2: Getting Kidnapped
At school he opened up to people and talked about his hobbies. And soon enough he made friends and with having friends few people dared to bother him. (There is power in groups.)
With Sena now playing piano, cooking, and secretly training, Sena's grades took the brunt of it all. But that wasn't the worst of it… turns out there are bad people in this world. Now that Sena seemed to be shining for the most part, someone has taken a liking to the little boy… a stalker…
It wasn't until that day in the fourth grade that it happened… Sena was kidnapped.
The day started out normal, though he had a stomach ache. He took it as being hungry so he ignored it, he did the usual, got up at six in the morning and jogged around the neighborhood, then came home a few minutes earlier than usual showered and made breakfast and his bento. Though he tried making crème puffs for Mamori, and they turned out great, then went to school and at lunch he had handed it to one of her friends since she was busy with something. Afterwards he stayed afterschool to practice the piano; the pain still didn't go away...
After saying his goodbyes he went to get his shoes from the shoe locker when someone snuck up behind him, before he couldn't even turn they had gagged him and took his little shoes from the shoe locker…
The first person to noticed he was missing was Mamori, she wanted to thank him for the crème puffs (she's obsessed with that stuff…) So she went over to the music club, but he wasn't there; they said he left a while already so she called his house and his parents said he wasn't home yet… Something seemed off, so she waited a while and called again, but he still wasn't home. They started a search party, his parents and teachers and neighbors; they knew what kind of boy he was.
They had found him at a police station. He was a little ruffled up and teary eyed, but he was fine. The perpetrator was strange man who wasn't from the neighborhood. One of the neighbors had reported about him a couple of days ago for sneaking around; now he was being withheld for the most part. When they had asked if he was okay he said,
"I… I lost my shoe…" (It's a school slipper; he really didn't get the chance to put on proper shoes). They all turn to look at his little foot.
"…" (Is that all you're concern about?) Then he continued.
"I lost my shoe when I ran … from him… through the park… he chased after me, but I got away… until my shoe came off and I tripped…"
"Then how did you get away?" Mamori asked comforting the boy by petting his head reassuringly.
"T-there was someone… I can't remember… but he had a weird laugh… and he said something … about blackmailing and the man ran away" Sena was really confused "What's blackmail…?"
"…" again they were silent (even the policeman). No one answered him so he continued.
"Then the policeman came, and I'm okay now… so don't worry, okay?" he said softly his voice was quivering. Everyone thought it would be best to let him rest at home after all that had happened. So the police released him, and the next day he didn't go to school.
After that day he stopped going to music club. And after that incident he became somewhat distant, his new friends worried about him, his grade plummeted even more so. Then in middle school Mamori went to a different middle school…
"I'm sorry Sena"
"Its okay, my grades aren't good enough to get me into that school, and I hope you have the best of luck" he said then immediately hung up the phone, he bit back the tears. His mom seeing her son suffer like this decided if Mamori couldn't be with him he'll probably need another sibling figure to look up to… and she knew just who to call.
TBC…
This was short but I always write short chapters, but please review anyways, even if it's really harsh don't worry I have means of relieving my anger in the form of a pillow...