AN: Thank you so much for the reviews! I'm so happy! It's great to know some people like my story...Anyway, here's the second chapter. Probably should have said this in the first chapter, but I highly suggest you read the other story (Fcking Boyfriend) before this one. I think it's better, honestly. This is just the happy fluffy stuff that happens after they get together. Anyway, it could be a while for the next part (have a wedding and a convention to go to) but I'll be sure to update! Also, starting the next chapter I'm bumping the rating up. Kept it T just so more people could see it. :3

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The next morning, Sena woke up rather pleasantly. He had slept next to Hiruma all night, but when he opened his eyes, Hiruma was on top of him, all ready to go for the day. Sena felt himself blush from head to toe. They were so close…

"Good morning…" he said shyly, barely looking at Hiruma's face.

"Fucking boyfriend." He said it as more of a greeting. A thin smirk spread across his face.

Sena tried to stop himself from smiling back too broadly, but Hiruma eliminated that problem by bending down and promptly kissing him. Sena closed his eyes and leaned his head back a little, glad to finally get a kiss without interruption. There probably wasn't the chance of doing much else, but Sena would take what he could.

Apparently Hiruma didn't feel like they had limitations, since he promptly pulled Sena's buttoned pajamas up to make his smooth chest appear. He tweaked his right nipple with his thin fingers, then went back to deepen the kiss. They both had bad just-woke-up breath, but after the initial taste it wasn't so bad. Sena eagerly let Hiruma's tongue in, tightly gripping his wrinkled black shirt. He moaned quietly and moved his left hand to the back of Hiruma's head, putting just a little pressure there to keep their lips together.

A moment later, though, Hiruma pulled away, eyebrows furrowed. Sena furrowed his in return, and released the pressure on the back of his neck.

"What time is it?" Hiruma asked curtly.

Sena frowned and looked at the clock close by. "Erm…5 o'clock." He paused. "Exactly."

"Fuck, I've got to leave." Hiruma pushed himself up off Sena and grabbed his bag. Only when he got to the window sill did he pause and look back at Sena, stunned on the bed.

"I guess I'll see you at practice?" Sena asked tentatively, forcing a smile. He couldn't believe Hiruma had just jumped up like that and left. Sena pulled his shirt back down and sat up a little bit, avoiding Hiruma's eyes by looking at the bed sheets.

"Sorry." Hiruma replied quietly before jumping out the window. Sena was a little surprised by the apology, but also pleased. It was a little bit of an improvement over before, but still not exactly what he was hoping for.

Now that his boyfriend was gone, he looked around, scratching his head. Sena figured he still had a little sleep time left before he had to get up, so he promptly rubbed his eyes and flopped back down on his messy bed.

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Sena yawned as he arrived at the clubhouse, actually a few minutes later than usual today. Since Hiruma had woken him up early, he hadn't been able to get much sleep afterwards. Until the last ten minutes of course.

After rubbing his eyes, he opened the front door, hearing something from inside. Mamori was there already, cleaning a few papers and apparently rearranging the card table. Sena wasn't sure why, since she usually did that after classes.

"Good morning," he said tentatively, still in the door way. She looked up, acting a little surprised and smiled at him.

"Oh, good morning, Sena. How are you?" she replied happily, setting down the papers and things she was moving around.

"Fine, I think. What are you doing here already?" Sena asked curiously, shutting the door and setting his bag down on one of the chairs.

"Just uh… wanted to make sure it was clean in here… since I have a club meeting after school today…" The answer was relaxed, but hinted at something more. Sena waited for a few minutes, pulling some things out of his bag and wondering why no one else was here, not even Monta or Suzuna.

Mamori sat down on the chair next to Sena's bag, looking at her friend pensively.

"So… things with Suzuna didn't work out?" she asked. Sena blushed a little, but at the same time was not surprised that she knew. Sena scratched the back of his neck lightly, embarrassed.

"No, not really…" was all he replied. He wasn't sure where Mamori was trying to go with that. After a pause she spoke again.

"She really likes you, you know."

Sena wasn't sure what to say.

"…I just don't know…" He really hoped that Mamori would leave it alone.

"… I see…" There was another long pause and Sena almost got up to change clothes, but Mamori spoke again before he could.

"I was the one that told her to ask you…" she smiled nervously and laughed under her breath. "I thought you guys would be good for each other…" Mamori didn't really sound that convincing. "Actually, we had a long talk about doing what you want and not waiting until the chance is up. Take life into your own hands, right?"

Sena frowned rubbed and raised one of his eyebrows. "Erm… I don't really understand," he replied, now smiling nervously like Mamori had.

"Something like… the Christmas Bowl… You have reach out and grab it." She made a fist in front of her face to prove the point. Sena smiled politely and nodded.

"Oh, okay." But what did that have to do with anything? Sena hoped Mamori wasn't going to pressure him into dating Suzuna. That would make a really huge mess with Hiruma.

"Well, anyway…" she stood up and walked towards the desk in the corner, back facing Sena. He creased his brows again, waiting for Mamori to say whatever else she wanted to. And she better hurry since it was time for practice to start. Where was everyone?

"Sena, I have something sort of strange to ask you…" Mamori looked over her shoulder, still not turning completely.

He scratched his head again. "Uh… sure?" They were good friends, right? This wasn't strange…

Okay, maybe it was. They hadn't had many heart to heart talks.

"Do you think that… from a boys perspective and as part of the football team… I mean, I think you're closest to him…" she paused. "If you can get close to him that is…" she added under her breath. Finally Mamori turned to him and took a deep breath. "What I'm asking is… Do… Do you think Hiruma likes me? E-even a little?" The girl blushed very deeply and looked nervous.

Sena whole body froze up. No way this was happening. Even his hair was standing up taller than usual.

Mamori couldn't take Sena's silent response, so she continued talking. "It's just… I know he's really mean and blackmails everyone and that he's really evil sometimes, but I think he really cares about the team and that he doesn't really want anyone to be by themselves, you know? He's rude to me too, but I think that I handle it well, right?" She finally looked at Sena's shocked face again and stopped. He hadn't moved an inch and his mouth was at least four inches open.

The manager smiled sadly in return, laughing pathetically again.

"I guess you think I'm being stupid, huh?" Mamori nudged Sena playfully, trying to break the stoic mood.

Sena paused for another minute, finally having some sort of process in his head. The first one was 'OhMyGoddon'ttouchhimhe'sminegetyourownhelovesMEEEEEEE' and the second was 'don't ruin this you've been friends with Mamori forever.'

"N-n-n-no, of course not," he finally stammered. "I j-j-j-just think… H-Hiruma is not… such a good… choice?" Sena tried hard to remain calm and natural, but it definitely wasn't working.

"Sorry, sorry, stupid subject to bring up. Just… don't tell anyone else, okay?" she asked pleadingly, a bead of sweat appearing on her cheek. Sena nodded unconsciously.

Just as Mamori was turning back to the paper piles, the front door burst open with an ass-load of bullets.

"What's the meaning of this, fucking manager?"

Sena bristled again, stuff as a board, after just calming down a little. Hiruma must have heard what they had been talking about. Mamori looked as nervous as Sena felt.

"What?" she asked promptly, covering up her shaking voice, but Sena could tell that she was terrified.

"Why's fucking-chibi keeping everyone from getting changed in here?" Hiruma was yelling at Mamori and barely noted Sena cowering in the corner.

"Sorry Mamori, he starting firing off his guns and stuff!" Suzuna was directly behind him, trying to push her way through the door along with most of the other team members.

"Oh, it's okay. Thanks for your help anyway." Mamori smiled at Suzuna, seeming to ignore Hiruma.

Now Sena was even more confused. Mamori must have asked Suzuna to help corner him to talk about Hiruma. Sena definitely felt used.

Mamori and Hiruma glared at each other for another five minutes, then Hiruma promptly yelled at everyone to get ready for practice. Everyone jumped to it, with exception of the Ha-Ha Brothers who pretended to take their time, and Sena was swept away into the locker room. Not that he wanted to talk with either Hiruma or Mamori anyway.

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Inevitably, Hiruma got him after school. At least then he had a few classes (that he didn't pay attention in anyway) to think about… the Mamori problem. He obviously couldn't tell Hiruma and he couldn't tell Mamori about… them. Sena was at a draw.

"What were you talking about with fucking manager?" he asked, pushing Sena into a corner at the back of the school. Hiruma rested his hand above his head, looming over him and leaking intimidation.

"N-nothing…" Sena knew this was coming, but he couldn't come up with an excuse that Hiruma would buy. He was just going to stick with something like 'You know Mamori and I have been friends forever….' It took half an hour of that for Hiruma to accept the answer and finally let him out the front of the school and to his house. They walked in silence most of the way, Hiruma pouting, although it seemed like he was simply ignoring everyone. Sena tried to feel bad, but after being shafted that morning he didn't have much room for sympathy.