Word of the day: Blush
Pairings: Ikkyu/Sena/Kongo twins
Monta and Ikkyu were rivals, in a way, but they were also quite similar. They liked catching things, act unintentionally like idiots, say their favorite phrases, cute girls; they have that mighty temper, big hands, determination, skills, a fear of one of their teammates, treatment of an idiot, and an adorable way of blushing.
When Monta blushes, his tanned cheeks are colored in a radiant rosy hue that shows nicely, despite his monkey-like appearance.
When Ikkyu blushes, his paler face is dipped in a pink flare that just goes with his misleading eyes, unable to meet directly with anyone's eyes.
But, ever since he had seen her blush, he somehow…had grown addicted seeing that lovely blush. It was just so…cute.
It started when he was practicing in the fields. The others were complaining about how Agon never shows up and that he's probably with some girl. Ikkyu sympathize their anxiety; he too wanted to be with a cute giggly girl for once in his life. What does Agon got that he didn't have?
Unsui sighed, assuring the team that he would come like he promised, but was going to have a delay since he was going to pick someone up.
Ikkyu thought dryly that the younger Kongo was going to bring another girl over to admire his muscles and competence. Feh. He returned catching the balls that were pelted at him, and then his attention was brought upon the arrivals.
He was wrong after all.
"Sena-san, hello," Unsui greeted, a warm and rare smile was shown on his face. Many had gawked at this sight—Unsui smiling so warmly! Imagine that…
"Hi," the girl responded, giving a nervous smile and a quick wave.
"Fucking trash, I'm thirsty," Agon declared. He shot her an uninterested look through his shades. "Go get me something."
"What do you want then?" the girl sighed, slight exasperation tinged in her voice. The audience gawked again at her cynical behavior towards the belligerent monster. Was she suicidal?
However, the boy was unnerved, just somewhat irritated. "Beer."
"Beer is bad for you, Agon-san," the girl called out after dashing away a bit.
Unsui grinned. "You do know that she's not going to get you any beer, right?"
"The bitch better," Agon grumbled, and then turned away towards the field.
The team could only stare at awe.
Then it hit him.
"W-wait, wasn't that Eyeshield 21?" Ikkyu asked Unsui incredulously.
He nodded.
"Th-then what is she oni doing here?"
"Oh, well, Sena-san happens to owe Agon a favor, so in return, she does chores around the house and sometimes do errands for him," the older Kongo answered.
The boy could not believe his ears. Eyeshield owed Agon something, from what Unsui had mentioned, but what? What did that girl do to make her indebted to that raging monster?
Was she suicidal after all?
Suddenly, the girl reappeared next to him. Shocked, his eyes widened and he staggered backwards, tripping and falling on his bum. Eyeshield gasped and grabbed his arm and pulled him up. Then she bowed and apologized.
"No problem," he grunted. Now, if it was to be an attractive girl, he would have blushed and told her that it wasn't much of a deal, but considering how she had a flat-chest and wasn't so cute but average, he had no problem with the rare contact of a female.
Though he was bewildered by the incredible speed the girl had displayed. She definitely had enhanced her skills. Then something was shoved into his chest, but with a light force that he would have scoffed it was the kind of shove only an infant could muster. He glanced down, seeing her hands pushing a drink to him.
"Here," she said, smiling. "I figured you would have needed something to quench."
"…Thanks oni." He took the drink and noticed how small her hands were. Compared to his hands, hers were tiny enough for him to clasp around it fully. He wondered how she could manage securing a ball with those itsy bitsy fingers.
"I got enough drinks for everyone," she called, and in an instant all the boys surrounded her, thanking her and graciously taking the bottles from the bags.
When everyone cleared, Agon strutted to her, a frown marring his handsome face. "Where's my drink?" he demanded.
"Here." She handed him a bottle and received a snort.
"Good enough."
"Do you want one too, Unsui-san?" she asked the older Kongo.
He smiled. "Yes, thank you, Sena-san."
Ikkyu observed how kind Unsui would treat Sena. The way he smiled at her. The way he thanked her. The way his obvious fondness of the girl was emitting.
It was obvious that Unsui liked Sena.
Ikkyu took notice that Agon treated her fairly well—actually, much better than he usually treated anyone else, besides attractive females, of course. He assumed it was because the amount of time they had spent together as she worked as their maid. Perhaps because of that, they had grown attached to her unintentionally.
And so few days had passed and Sena would yet again make her appearance, for the last three days straight. After school, he would go to practice, and see Sena there. She was instantly liked by the boys, who were probably very desperate since Sena was the only girl visiting them. Ikkyu, however, was rather choosy about his girls. Poor Sena wasn't that good enough to match his tastes.
Though he remembered yesterday, when the girl had tripped, he grabbed her by the hand and hoisted her up. He was right about her hands being small—his large one coiled around hers entirely that the girl's hand was hidden. There was a light blush to her cheeks, and then she smiled gratefully and thanked him.
He noticed how she looked better with a blush.
Ikkyu easily caught the ball that was thrown at him, and he thrown it back. Then his partner was distracted by Sena's arrival. The boys crowded her and took their portion of food—this time it were huge bentos that she helped her sister figure make. Of course, he would eat the beautiful maiden's handmade food. Of course, Sena had Unsui's help. Of course, those scrawny arms cannot support all that weight. And of course, did I mention that Ikkyu would eat Mamori's food? I think I did.
They all gathered and formed a circle. Their coach was seated in the circle as well, situated between him and Yooshi. The old man commented about ho delicious the rolls were. Ikkyu agreed full-heartedly.
Sena was sandwiched between Unsui (of course) and Tataburu, a greased haired boy with a charming smile. Too bad his hair was too greasy. Tataburu leaned towards Sena, smiling charmingly, not noticing the glare sent by Unsui.
"So, Sena-chan," he said casually, "I've noticed how often you've come here."
"You're right," she agreed, not very aware of the boy's intentions, but, however, raised an eyebrow. Unsui looked somewhat amused by her skeptic gesture, and Ikkyu let out a quiet snort.
Tataburu, apparently, liked this. He leaned even closer, causing Sena to lean back closer to Unsui's side. "Say, why do you come here anyway? And it seems that you're on friendly terms with the Kongo twins, are you?"
She nodded.
The boy with the charming smile, greasy hair, and dimpled face (yes, dimpled) hmmed, and then asked, "So, are you dating one of them?"
Her eyes widened comically, causing the rest to explode into laughter, excluding a mildly pissed Agon (because Tataburu thought he was dating the fucking trash) and a very pissed Unsui and the coach (who was distracted by the wonderful rolls) and Ikkyu (who somehow didn't find it to be funny at all.)
"N-n-no!" she sputtered, very embarrassed. She looked away and was…
…Wow, how can Ikkyu put words into this…?
The balls of her cheeks were glowing red, a darker color compared to her plump lips, which were more of a pinker tint. Then the red crawled over to the rest of her cheeks, and her shy brown eyes took an immediate interest of the grass. The flustering hue was a nice shade against her lightly tanned skin, which was likely from her football days. It reminded him of the color of cherries in a cherry pie—the color full of warmness and sweetness. The sight had brought a churning to his stomach—the butterflies.
Kobayakawa (did I get the surname right?) Sena was ONI-adorable!
"N-no," she answered in her unsure yet sweet voice laced with incredible innocence that Ikkyu would have had a nosebleed.
"Then would you consider going out with—"
Tataburu flew a couple feet into the air and crashed down with a mighty thump. Agon wiped the blood off of his fist into the grass and walked away. The rest were royally shocked.
Except for Unsui, who was smiling pleasantly.
And the coach, who sighed with contentment and went back a stream of memories of how his wife would make his bento. Unfortunately, his wife was too old to move her joints.
So, after everyone had recovered from their shock and went back to training, it had turned to evening and Sena had to go home. Unsui and Agon wasn't in her mind since she was exhausted, and plus they were showering. So she was going to go home without Unsui being the one who usually walked her home.
Now, if it weren't for Agon punching Tataburu senselessly, they would have fought over who would get to walk the girl home (because they were all very, very desperate) but they were reluctant about it. I mean, come on, Agon! Agon! Agon would beat them up into a bloody pulp, so they wouldn't dare. And not to mention Unsui…
But one idiot was willing to take it.
Tataburu raised a wavering hand. "S-Sena-chan," he called out through his smashed up throat, "I'll w-walk ya h-home—"
Ikkyu kicked Tataburu's wheelchair (yes, wheelchair—MIZUMACHI!) and sent the poor boy down a hill.
"A-ano, Sena-chan," the ball-catcher called after Eyeshield.
She faced him, curiosity in her eyes, and Ikkyu suddenly felt a huge wave of nervousness. "Yes, Ikkyu-san?" she said.
"I-I'll b-be willing to take you h-home, if you like," he suggested in a shy voice. He was blushing and he was looking away, avoiding eye contact.
Although, he didn't fail missing that lovely smile upon the girl's face.
"No thank you. I rather walk by myself."
Hot damn.
"Oh…okay…"
When she left, the guys crowed out, "Oooh! Rejection!"
"Sh-shut up! Oni!"
The next day, Sena stopped coming.
Ikkyu was very sad.
HOWEVER!
He was determined in seeing that blush again, and this time, it would be him who makes her ONI blush!
A/N: Someone said Ikkyu was a first year, and another a second year. I'M CONFUSED.