Of Cookies and Brownies

Chapter 4

And just as Sena suggested, he and Shin reequipped their sneakers and ventured off into the blanket of night, their destination being the convenience store. But only after many hours were spent trying to reattach the broken stove knob. He figured it was better to do it while it was fresh in his mind than to wait for his parents to return and shit bricks, thus giving the day time to usher in the night. The darkness did nothing to ease Shin's worry of evil henchmen, kidnappers, or random degenerates leaping from the obscurity of the night to steal his Sena away from him. Instead, Shin held tightly to the brunet's smaller hand for the duration of the trek, which Sena said nothing about. He rather enjoyed it. Shin's hand sent a pleasing buzz of warmth through Sena's fingertips, banishing the feel of the night chill nipping at his skin. This is so much different compared to a few night back, when Shin-san was nearly dragging him down the sidewalk…

… When Shin-san had kissed him.

Sena blushes softly at the thought as he and the linebacker now reach the entrance to the Seico Mart(1), their hands still linked. It is only then that Shin releases his hand, causing Sena to look up from his daze questioningly. He opens the glass door for the both of them, allowing Sena to enter first like a proper gentleman should.

Little did the brunet know, Shin is sharing similar thoughts. Just like the last time, Shin is accompanying Sena to the convenience store. But that's not what Shin is concerned with. He wants to kiss his little brunet again, to give a proper confession unlike the warning he supplied nights before.

Sena shuffles into the store, taking a quick left to avoid the snide leer of the cashier, a scruffy guy that looks to be a college student with not much of a life. The cashier ignores the two, going back to reading a magazine he was involved with before the two wandered in. Shin follows wordlessly.

Sena stops for a moment, looking at the household items because something in particular caught his attention. Shin halts behind him, placing a gentle palm on the brunet's small shoulder.

"Is something wrong? Are you in need of something else?" Shin asks, his hard eyes scanning the stocked shelf, but something much different from what Sena is looking at catches his eye.

"N-No, it's not that…" Sena mumbles, blushing a little more. "It's just… you're staying the night, a-and you didn't bring a toothbrush, did you…?"

"No, I didn't," Shin also mumbles in a far-off sounding way as he is still gazing at an item on the shelf. "Thank you for your concern, though."

Curiously, Sena glances along the shelf to see what has Shin so transfixed as to make him seem as if he's not paying attention to his surroundings. The taller of the two snaps out of his trance as his Sena's big brown eyes scan the shelf innocently. He clears his throat akin to somewhat awkwardly as he turns his gaze away from both Sena and the shelf. Gasping and blushing furiously, the brunet spots a duel pleasure box that is said to contain both condoms and sensation-enhancing lubricant.

Still adorning reddened cheeks, Sena turns to Shin and thinks 'Why would any store place these two items next to each other!' but meekly inquires, "I-Is that something you want to buy?"

Shin's heart skips a beat, and then gives a deep thump with what he believes to be enough force to move the world. Although Takami's agenda never ceased to scratch at the back of his mind, he couldn't help but feel a swelling in his heart at the implication of the question. The idea of Sena wanting him in a similar way only fuels Shin's non-sated, overwhelming need to kiss his Sena, to claim his lips once more. Mutely, he grabs the box, a random toothbrush, and Sena's petite wrists and leads him down the aisle, making a right, and closes in on the bathroom. Shin places the items they are planning to purchase atop the payphone next to the bathroom, then pulls Sena close, trapping the little brunet between the beige wall and his strong body.

"Sh-Shin-san, wh-what are you doing?" Sena shrieks quietly and quite flusteredly. They would surely get banned from the store for inappropriate public displays of affection.

Gazing upon Sena with steamy, lewd, but loving eyes, Shin caresses up and down Sena's slender abdomen and torso. Acting on impulse, he lowers his head and nudges his lips insistently against Sena's. The brunet moans as a shiver courses through him intensely. Shin groans into the kiss, enjoying the delectable mewls and whines his Sena is making. He presses further, flicking his tongue at Sena's lips, asking for entrance. Complying, Sena's mouth opens, and Shin's hot organ slides in.

Sena feels his body getting warm, a distinct buzz of lightheadedness rising within him as his knees quake unsteadily. He gasps out, taking in some much needed oxygen. Shin, too, pulls back, allowing Sena space to breathe.

"Shin-san… I…" the brunet begins, but is unsure where to start. He feels hot from the uncomfortable feeling of his pores opening, his heated skin preparing to sweat. He then shifts his hips, a pleasurable shock from his groin spiking through him.

Shin just stares at his Sena, wondering what he was about to say, but as he does so his eyes scale farther down Sena's body to a particular place of interest. There he sees a small lump slowly making itself more and more prominent. Sena looks to meet Shin's eyes once more, but finds them attracted elsewhere. He follows the gaze of the taller teen downwards, and then squeaks in embarrassment.

"Sh-Shin-san! Don't look!" the brunet whines, pushing against Shin's solid body with what little strength he can muster. As Shin's stays firmly planted where he is, Sena pushes a little harder, trying to force himself through the wall. Neither work, he regretfully realizes.

Shin watches Sena for a bit, taking in his reaction. He doesn't seem to dislike his advances, but he notices his little brunet's flustered state. He understands that this is caused because he got excited in public…

In one quick stride, Shin backs off Sena, causing Sena to slip a bit from having to now support his own weight. He marches across the store, leaving Sena a confused, panting heap.

The brunet panics inwardly, 'I-Is he really going to leave me here! Shin-san! Where are you going!'

Quickly, as if sensing Sena's distress, Shin returns… with an enormous, grey fabric material. He hands the monstrous clothing item to Sena. "Put this on."

Sena takes the grey… thing… and holds it before him, unbunching it so that he can get a look at exactly what it is. "Shin-san, I can't wear this…" he comments when he sees that it is a sweat hoodie the size of some garb that Kurita would wear. The hem of the hoodie reached passed his knees, about mid-calf. Surely the fabric would engulf him if not trip him the entire way home.

"Then… would you want me to take care of you here…?" Shin asks, disliking the sound of him saying "take care," but he didn't let it show in his tone. In his mind, he sounded like Takami, and that's definitely not what he was aiming for.

Sena's eyes widened considerably. "N-No! We can't do that here!" he cries, throwing on the monstrous hoodie in his haste to hide his body. He snatches the toothbrush, which he noticed is pink, and the box of condoms and lubricant from the top of the payphone. Without uttering a word, he races to the aisle with the lunchboxes. He picks up an eel sushi meal, Shin picking up the same dish with the intention of sharing with his little brunet, and then starts for the checkout counter, but stops when he realizes exactly what he's holding.

"I'll pay for everything," Shin states, holding out his hands for Sena to place the items. The brunet can't help but to simper shyly at the taller male, handing over all the items to Shin.

As the two approach the checkout counter, the cashier glances over the top of his magazine. Sena recognizes it as Be-Boy, a popular Boys' Love magazine that he's seen in Mamori's room before. He feels oddly comforted by this, though he still cowers slightly behind Shin.

Shin puts the items down on the counter as the cashier flops down his magazine with the book opened downwards. He stretches, scratching the back of his head and the little stubbles of hair poking from his chin. Sena catches a glimpse of his name tag, reading it off as "Ahomaru"(2). For some reason, Sena imagines that this guy has to deal with the constant ridicule of crows mocking him from the shadows.

Ahomaru starts scanning each of the items, but pauses at the box of personals that Sena really wish he wouldn't focus on. He glares from the box to Shin, but quickly diverts his eyes to Sena, then back to the box.

"You queers really need to get out of the store. You'll scare away customers."

'We ARE customers!' Sena wanted to yell at the insensitive idiot, but instead mutters, "Says the guy that's reading a BL manga…" under his breath.

Grunting dejectedly, Ahomaru rings up the remaining items. Normally, he'd give twerps like Sena a hard time for back talk like that, but seeing how this twerp's friend is the size of a beast…

"That'll be 1,355 yen," he sneers, jutting out an arm full of bagged goods towards Sena.

Shin pays the cashier, taking the bag for Sena and cutting his eyes dangerously at Ahomaru. Ahomaru gulps, but holds the stare, slowly feeling in his pocket for something to protect against the runt's beastly friend. But Shin decides it's better not to bother with idiots and reaches for Sena's hand. The brunet offers his hand to Shin, feeling much like a princess in a fairytale being escorted by an awesome knight. The overwhelming hoodie did nothing to make him feel as if he weren't in a dress….

… He vaguely remembers after they walked out of the store…

"W-We didn't pay for this thing!" he gasps, flapping one of the gigantic grey sleeves as an indication.

"Hiruma-nii! I-I don't understand why you're getting so angry…!" Kazune cries out at his older, demonic cousin whom is reaching for his one of his many cellular devices. "Y-You don't have to tell Dad!"

Hiruma cuts a sharp glance at the fucking hafling. The little blond's azure eyes were reddened and puffed from spilled tears. Even his tiny nose was running from his sloppy bawling. A wicked grin creeps onto Hiruma's lips as he locates his mobile, punches in a number, and places his phone on speaker. "But I am most certain that Uncle needs to know about homosexuals preying on his precious son! We can't have you getting raped, now can we?" he cackles cynically as the phone is now on its second ring.

Kazune balled his fist as he tries to rub away more of his tears. "Pl-Please, Hiruma-nii… I'll… I'll do anything…" he begs quietly. "J-Just don't get Juumonji-kun in-involved…"

The Deimon captain glances once at the fucking hafling, then back to his cellular device as a cheery, yet befuddled voice pipes through. "You-chan? You-chan! Mon neveu précieux! You NEVER call!" a whine punctuates the end of his surprise.

"Shut up, fucking Nazi…" Hiruma groans somewhat tiredly, already frustrated with having to deal with someone as… eccentric as his uncle.

A gasp escapes the voice on the other end of the line. "You-chan! I'm just worried about you!" he quips, then pauses for a moment. "And where is mon fils, ne?" Then he pauses one more time. "AND I'M NOT GERMAN!"

Kazune utters a pathetic whimper, shaking his head pleadingly at his older cousin. 'Don't mention Juumonji-kun,' he mouths.

"The fucking hafling's here with me. Don't wet your panties."

"And don't make my cute, little Kazune wet his," Shigure frowns. "I will not approve of such indecency… if I'm not included…"

Gasping audibly, Kazune blushes furiously at his father's words. The mobile picks up the sound. "Oh, excusez-moi! Is Kazu-chan in the room?"

"I-I'm right here, Dad…" his small voice quivers. Shigure emits an excited high-pitched squeal that no man his age should be capable of producing. "KAZUUUUUU-CHAN! Courir à la maison, mon fils! Papa t'aime! Et ne pas attraper un rhume!"

Unable to decipher the words, both Kazune and Hiruma stare at the phone silently. Kazune could pick out a few of the words, but not enough to make a full coherent sentence.

"We don't speak French, you fucking Nazi."

"I'M NOT GERM-" but Hiruma promptly cuts off the line, flipping his slim cellular device closed and sliding it back into his pocket. Kazune realizes that his cousin mentioned nothing about Juumonji starts to vocalize his thoughts, but Hiruma beats him to breaking the nestled silence.

"Come here, fucking halfling," the blond captain demands of the stand-in Eyeshield. Approaching his cousin timidly, Kazune hugs his midsection as if to shy away from his cousin at the same time. For some reason, it never crossed his mind to get dressed again, or to at least throw on a shirt.

Hiruma, sitting comfortably in his leather office chair, yanks the smaller blond into his lap, his tiny back sinking into the blazered chest of Hiruma as his cousin's hands immediately go for his nipples. His cold fingers startle the fucking halfing, causing the little buds to pebble as he tugs and pinches them.

Kazune gasps out in a shaky breath, "H-Hiruma-nii!"

"Well, you let that fucking Ha-Ha Brother do it…. What's wrong with letting your dearest cousin, hm?" the demon of the two taunts, pushing Kazune's thin legs farther apart so that the access is much easier. Kazune's face flushes shamefully as his cousin's fangy teeth sink into the nape of his neck, nipping and leaving bruising love bites. Without much else to do, Kazune succumbs to Hiruma's command, shutting his eyes submissively as he tries to imagine himself elsewhere… in the arms of Juumonji.

"Good boy. After all, you did say you'd do anything to protect your precious fucking boyfriend," Hiruma jeers, rolling his hips into the small behind of this younger cousin. The hardened manhood presses snugly through Hiruma's offending slacks and between supple cheeks. Warmth spreads to Kazune's entrance, the teasing heat causing the puckered orifice to beg for attention.

Kazune's bare chest begins to rise and fall in heavy pants, the pleasure starting to take a physical toll on his body. 'Juumonji-kun, Juumonji-kun,' he whines inwardly, biting his lower lip frustratedly. Hiruma smirks at his work on his cousin, slipping his gangly, spidery fingers to ease into the front of Kazune's unlaced pants. He wraps his fingers around the boy's member, tugging ardent, yet vehemently, as if to punish his little angelic cousin.

"Juu-!" the fucking halfling yelps out, but bites his tongue as he knows the name about to spill precariously off is lips is not that of his cousin's. Hiruma lowers his mouth to the shell of Kazune's ear, growling disapprovingly.

"You better not be thinking of that fucker at a time like this," he warns, taking in the tiny lobe between his teeth to nibble affectionately. His thumb teases the tip of Kazune's arousal, spurring the smaller blond to make more enticing noises. Still, to avoid screaming out the name of his preferred person, Kazune remains soundless.

Somehow, Kazune is too much in a daze to even try to figure it out for himself, Hiruma turns his younger cousin around so that they are now facing one another. The demonic blond quickly and carefully whips his own manhood out and slides off Kazune's trousers enough so that both of their erections are exposed to the conditioned air. He takes both of them in his hands and pumps furiously. Kazune, with his eyes still perpetually clenched shut, can't help but to mewl desperately.

"Look at me," Hiruma grunts through heavy breath. The fucking halfling trembles, but doesn't comply as he moves his hips along with his cousin's.

"Look at me," he sneers once more, but Kazune continues to blind himself from the sight of Hiruma. "You belong to me, you hear me? You're mine, and you're not leaving me," he settles for grunting once he realizes Kazune's blatant refusal. Since he couldn't get the angelic blond to look at him, Hiruma smashes their lips together, worming his way invasively into Kazune's mouth as he "eeked" in surprise.

Unable to hold back any longer, Kazune cries out, cumming all over Hiruma's hand, his naked flushed chest, and Hiruma's uniform. Hiruma too, shortly after, spills his semen, angling his cock to direct most of it at Kazune.

"You're lucky, fucking halfling," Hiruma scoffs, still cocky even while somewhat spent. He slides his younger cousin off his lap, placing him on his leather chair as he stands. "You called out the right name. Two points, and no punishment game for you."

Kazune barely registers what Hiruma is saying as his eyes finally start to open. He sees his cousin's retreating form exiting the room. "Get cleaned up. I don't want the fucking Nazi to ask why you smell like sex when I bring you home…" his demonic cackle drifts.

Kazune, sodden and soggy, doesn't move.

Both Sena and Shin had finished eating their meals a while back. The television had been playing some movie that neither of the two were really watching, though Sena had been trying to distract himself by doing so, but to no avail. And Pit – Sena's ever-affectionate, attention-seeking kitten – is now just sitting in front of the two of them, either expecting more food or, the obvious, attention. At the rate things were going, Pit wasn't going to get either at this moment.

"W-What would you like to do now, Sh-Shin-san?" Sena offers, as any good host would.

Shin glances at Sena from the other side of the loveseat. There was a large margin between the two, even though they are sitting on a relatively small couch. The distance makes Shin wonder.

"I would like to have you closer, if you don't mind," he replies honestly. Sena mentally squeals, giddy about getting to be in the linebacker's embrace and for flustered asking such a question that received such an embarrassing response.

Sena grabs the television remote from where it sat comfortably on the armrest and scooted fractionally closer to Shin. The taller of the two barely chuckles at the smaller's action. He decidedly moves closer to Sena, slipping a muscled arm around the brunet's tiny shoulders and pulling him to rest against his side.

"… I told you not to go last Saturday…" Shin speaks up, filling in the absence of voice.

"I… I couldn't help it…" Sena replies without much though. "B-But I'm fine! Other than getting attacked by Cerberus, nothing bad happened!"

Shin sighs tiredly, causing Sena to stare at him alertly and worry if he has caused the Oujo player any trouble. "They know that you're Eyeshield… and whoever was wearing your uniform that day isn't."

"They do! H-How….!" Sena panics, glaring at Shin incredulously. "Y-You didn't, did you!"

"No, no… I said nothing…." Shin sighs again. He moves his arm to work on the mock secretary's back, his football-diligent fingers caressing small circles to calm the other. "Takami figured it out on his own…. I assume he told Sakuraba as well. To my knowledge, those are the only two that know."

"Shin-san…" Sena mumbles to himself, lowering his head shamefully. He knew he should have resisted his damn urges. Shin warned him for a reason, which means that something potentially bad could happen because he didn't heed the Oujo player.

Shin gazes down at his brunet, taking in his features stricken with worry and regret. The sight weighs heavily on his heart. He doesn't want Sena to feel responsible nor does he want him to find out the worst. Cautious of his strength, Shin tightens his embrace a bit and places his free hand over Sena's folded hands in his lap.

At the gesture, Sena looks up to meet the eyes of Shin. His eyes, he noticed, held so much emotion... something very warm and filled with devotion. It makes his heart beat race as his cheeks flood with color once more, a question that he has been meaning to ask resurfacing to the forefront of his mind.

"A-Ah... Shin-san?" Sena can't help but to turn away from Shin. The intensity was much too embarrassing.

Not too sure as to what is going through the boy's mind, he answers with a simple "Yes?"

Sena mulls over his question for a few seconds. Is this really something he should ask? Maybe Shin really isn't interested in him in that sort of way... But he kissed him! TWICE! Both times which Shin initiated himself... unless... Shin is that sort of guy?

'No, no... That's impossible... right?' But asking himself wasn't going to get him an answer, and he already has Shin's undivided attention. Just as he was about to speak up and finally ask, Pit, decides that waiting for them to pay him mind isn't going to happen. The cat leaps into Sena's lap, on top of both of their hands, startling his master who had since forgotten about his presence.

"P-Pit! What are you doing!" Sena accidentally yells, his nerves still jittery from building up to ask his question. Unaffected by the unintentional shrill of his master, Pit just lets out a long meow.

It was Shin's turn to stare at the cat. He could feel from Sena that he had to muster up a lot of never just to get out whatever he was going to say, meaning that it was something very important. And now the stupid cat probably just destroyed his entire structure. He glares at the small feline, trying to bury holes into the back of its head. Pit turns to Shin, sensing the animosity, and walks across Sena's lap to his and rubs his face against Shin's toned arms, almost as if to mock him.

"Well, won't you look at the time?" Sena shoots up once Pit is fully on Shin's lap, almost knocking over the dinner stands that still had their empty sushi containers sitting on them. He jolts to brace that which he thinks may fall over, then grabs both containers, carrying them off to the kitchen and disposes of them.

Shin and Pit stare silently as they watch their little brunet buzz around the room, moving things back where they belong, turning off the television, tripping over his giant hoodie a few times. He finally decides to speak up when Sena crouches before him, on his hands and knees to pick up some spilled rice.

He clears his throat, to which Pit takes it as a cue to hop off his lap and lands next to Sena on the floor."Were you about to say something." It comes factually. He knew Pit's presence had caused an interruption. No need to ask for confirmation.

"No, no! Not at all! There's nothing on my mind that could be of importance! Nope! Except this rice on the carpet! Boy, is it sticky!" Sena spoke to the floor, his words flying out in a slew of almost incoherence. His heart was still beating rather rapidly, more so than he was comfortable with.

Shin finally picks up on Sena's vibe. 'He's... nervous.' And from that, he could easily guess about what. Why was he just now figuring this? Out of all the strange things he has done and still he had not fully explained his feelings for him. And leaving little, oblivious Sena to dwell on it all on his own.

Unless... Sena's behavior is based on his discomfort with the situation? Shin hadn't even thought once of Sena possibly disliking any of his advances. What if Sena wasn't even interested in him? Or men?

But... Sena deserves to know, at least. Shin is a man. A proud man. A little heartbreak... he could easily recover from it, he thinks.

"Eyeshield... I-" Shin pauses for a second. Why is he calling him 'Eyeshield' at a time like this? This is completely unrelated to that persona and unrelated to football.

Sena looks up to Shin from his place on the floor, his eyes swelled with curiosity but still shy.

Shin is unsure of how to phrase his words. Yes, he does have feelings for the boy, but on what measure? It's much more than a simple crush, but possibly too soon to utter "I love you's". And it definitely more than just desire, more than lust.

"Sena." he starts again, his tone deep and smooth. The aforementioned boy represses a shiver at the sound. "I have been meaning to tell you something. Something important. Since a few nights ago." He stands to his feet and offers his hand to Sena. Sena takes hold without a second thought, only to find himself whisked into the strong embrace of the taller boy. His cheeks instantly explode in a wave of crimson.

"Sh-Sh-Sh-!"

"I... like you. Very very much."

It was the best he could come up with, but it was enough to make Sena fall short of whatever he was about to say. A silence began to settle and even the ever-stoic Shin could feel his own heart palpitating a little more quickly than usual. Never has he felt the sensation of one's emotions constricting the heart. And to finally feel it... this may be one hell of a heartbreak to get over.

But he wanted to keep such negative thoughts from his mind, at least for now. "Is that alright?"

Sena keeps his face to Shin's chest, hoping to hide his terribly embarrassed state from the other, though really he was a little dizzy with happiness. As he spoke, his words were muffled as the sound absorbed straight into Shin's uniform and chest, and also into Shin's heart.

"You... like me... like... 'like like'?"

Shin isn't too sure of what 'like like' is, but it must be better than regular 'like'. "Yes."

"Like... b-boyfriend-like?" He tongue excitedly fumbles over the word, not use to ever having to say it in reference to himself. Now this Shin understands. His response is much surer, stronger, firmer.

"Well... I-I... like Shin-san too... a lot."

FINALLY. After how long? A year? I finish this? And they're aren't even sexy times in this chapter? What's wrong with me? =n=

Well, there are KazuneXHiruma sexy times. But... that's a different story. Literally.

But if I had taken the time to cover all the way up until the anticipated SenaXShin sexy times, that would eat up... 20 more pages? And that would be almost the whole story. Gotta build into it gradually... the more natural, the better!

What sucks more is that where I left off with this a year ago... was at page 7 of this. And now I'm finishing on page 11. ELEVEN. I have no idea what happened. My brain just short circuited when I was just about to cross the finish line and some how I made a sharp left into a ditch... and took a year to get out of that ditch :c -turtle syndrome- Shit be real as fuck.

Anyway... for the number notations:

(1)Seico Mart: A popular chain of Japanese convenient store. I just assume you can get everything at convenient stores just as you can here in America.

(2)Ahomaru: "Aho," for anyone that doesn't know, is another way to call someone an idiot in japanese. And "Maru" means... little circle? Idk, it's very common to have at the end of names, at least as far as I know. Pretty much, the cashier's name is "idiot". Why? Because he's unimportant to the series.

If any of you are still reading this, sorry for the horrible wait. Please leave reviews. Nice ones about the story, but you can flame me as much as you want for going AWOL :c