Cherry POV
Taiyo Sphinx. What a fun name. Man, they were some brawny men, eh?
To think even brawny men like that could emitt such a fearul scent. It almost made me want to play harder.
Although I'm sure Youichi wouldn't want me to go one-on-one with any of these insanely huge men, I liked the challenge. I wasn't so fearful to run off the field when one of these guys came after me, in fact I knew how to brace my body so they took more damage than me; something that I knew freaked out those who had tackled me so far.
"Not so fast!" Oop. Amazing that Banba had antipated my route. Oh well, I could always push onwards. I tightened my muscles, giving a final break forwards. Our helmets impacted, I could hear the crackling, feeling pain in my forehead as the top part caved in and bit into my skin. I pushed past it, throwing him down on his back as I rolled over him, catching my feet on the grass, and wobbling into the end-zone.
"Touchdown!" I dropped the ball, feeling my helmet, wondering how bad I had fucked it up.
"Are you okay?!" Kurita yelled, running towards me.
"I'm great!" I replied perkily, digging my nail into the crack on the front of the helmet, hooking it underneath, and popping a piece out. "Poor helmet..." I murmured, turning the piece over in my hand and finding blood on one end where it had cut into my head.
"What the hell was that?!" Youichi growled at me, yanking me to him. Did I detect a little concern? It made me grin. "Stop smiling!"
"Sorry sorry. At least I got a touch down." I shrugged, "Did we bring extra helmets?" He let out an almost growling sigh, running his hand through his hair, holding his helmet on his hip.
"Banba-san!? Oi! Wake up!" We both glanced over at the ruckus, seeing that Banba was still laid out, his helmet cracked across the front as well, "Banba-san?!"
"Shut up." Banba grumbled lowly, still staring up at the sky. Haha, he had never been hit that hard, had he? He finally sat up, looking over at me.
I smiled brightly, "You okay over there?!" He glared, obviously knowing I was fucking with him. I let out a chuckle, walking back to the bench and asking the manager for a new helmet.
"How did you do that? Putting Banba on his back..." One of the huh-huh brothers asked, all of them looking at me questioningly.
"It wasn't that difficult." I shrugged nonchalantly, then nudged Sena, "All it takes is speed, isn't that right, Sena-boy?" He frowned, but let out a 'uh-huh' with a clueless look. Speed and a dash of demon-graced power...heh. "Sankyu." I accepted the helmet the manager gave me, heading towards the tunnel so I could switch out helmets without someone seeing, god forbid that happen (note the sarcasm).
"Don't do that again, Cherry." I heard Youichi's voice hiss as I got into the shadows, seems my devilish blond had followed me.
"Are you that worried?" I responded, trying not to laugh as I took off the broken helmet.
"Yeah, about the fucking helmet." He growled, biting the corner of his lip; was that...anxiety? I'd never seen that on him either. He caught my glance over my shoulder at him, and sent me a glare, "Just don't do it again." He said, softly wiping the blood off of my forehead.
I grabbed the front of his shirt, laying a kiss on his mouth, and using the energy to heal my cut, "Whatever you say, heart's desire." I said with a snicker, putting on my new helmet and walking away.
Hearing him murmur, "Fuck." Which made me laugh.
