Hey everyone! This is my first ES21 fanfic. I don't know if anyone is reading/watching the series in 2020, but I started watching the anime some months ago and loved it! This is a little piece I wrote for myself, but maybe someone else will like it so I'm posting it.
Also, I believe there's way too little RikuxSena and Riku love in general out there. I mean, it's such an easy and obvious pair. Sure, Riku might not be a sex bomb that gets half-naked every two episodes like Shin, but he's super cute and a little sexy.
I didn't locate the fic in any particular moment, it has to be before the Kanto semifinals. It is an original story that doesn't follow the events of the anime/manga closely, anyway.
Summary: Riku and Shin are competing for Sena's heart. But can any of the two win before the nosy Deimon, Oujo and Seibu people ruin everything and drive Sena completely crazy? Riku x Sena, Shin x Sena, Hiruma x Musashi. Warning: Yaoi, naughtiness, citric goodness and general high libido. Of course also a language warning, but if you are offended by that thing you wouldn't like the series in the first place, right?
By the way, I will include a mini Japanese-English dictionary in each chapter that needs it, since I watched the subbed anime and like to keep a lot of the original Japanese expressions—I think it gives it a more 'sounds like the anime' vibe (that's why I also use the surname-given name order). Here you go for chapter one:
Dictionary:
Mamori-neechan, shortened Mamo-nee: Big Sis Mamori, an affectionate term.
-san: The most common Japanese honorific, used to refer to people older than you and/or that you don't know well.
-kun: Honorific for males who are the same age or younger than you, more informal than –san. Sometimes used for females too.
Yukata: Informal cotton kimono. Most kimono worn nowadays are yukata.
Shinigami: god of death.
Chibi: Someone short, whether it's because of their youth or not. Hiruma usually calls Sena kusochibi, which literally means 'shitty dwarf', what you might have seen translated as 'fucking chibi'.
Takoyaki: fried octopus balls. Typical food you buy on the streets or festivals.
Okay, to the fic now!
Crazy for Sena
Chapter 1: Hate at First Sight
Everyone in the world knows the expression. Even to the ones who have never experienced it, the words sound familiar: It was love at first sight.
Too young to know about it, but that had been the relationship developing between Kaitani Riku and Kobayakawa Sena the moment they met.
Riku had looked like a superhero to Sena: Invincible, strong, heroic, courageous. He not only fought bullies but paid them back with interests, while he was so friendly with him and his 'Mamori-neechan'.
Sena wanted to be like Riku. At the same time, he wanted Riku to protect him forever.
To Riku, Sena was like a younger brother, an angel full of kindness and innocence he couldn't help but want to protect. He taught Sena how to run from bullies, knowing full well that the smaller boy detested fighting.
The day they parted… had been painful. But Riku had promised… He had promised he'd be back.
And he had fulfilled his promise.
Riku was back. But not everything was as rose-colored as both of them expected.
Some people know a less popular saying, but most do not: What's the definition of 'antipathy'? The answer: It's what a friend's friend inspires us.
"Who do you think is the strongest American football player, Sena?" asked Riku.
"It has to be Shin-san!" Sena beamed.
"Shin of Oujo White Knights, eh…" Riku mused.
Not only he had stared as Sena watched Shin Seijuro in a match as if he idolized the older male—the way he would look at him, Kaitani Riku, and him ALONE, back in the time—but also had visited the Oujo lockers with him, only to have Sena and Shin begin talking to each other and. Totally. Ignore. Him. He was sure he had kept his cool somewhat back then. But in his mind, certainly some hatred started bubbling towards the White Knight.
Without a doubt, there had been plenty of bullies and similar lowlifes Riku had detested. But aside from bullies, he couldn't think of someone he disliked as much as the Oujo linebacker.
If someone had asked the platinum-haired player from Seibu, he could have said it for sure: It was hate at first sight.
To a degree, it couldn't be helped. Riku had left Sena for too long—his family's decision, not his—so it was rather natural that the brown-haired boy had looked up to another hero in his absence. He had heard around that Shin fought bullies like he did, so it was no wonder he could win Sena's heart as well.
Sena… his alternative identity was Eyeshield 21 of Deimon Devil Bats. He, Kaitani Riku, was the runningback serving Seibu Wild Gunmans. Somehow, their relationship had grown to one of rivalry. But if Sena was okay with Shin being his rival, there was no reason he couldn't be okay with him as well.
Too much time had been lost. It was high time that Sena forgot about Shin and came back to his side. Their relationship needed to grow closer again.
"Wow, Riku-kun, you look awesome!"
"Thanks, Mamo-nee." The platinum-haired boy looked away, blushing a little. They were attending the summer festival, and everyone was wearing yukata. Riku's was brown with cream-colored pompons.
"It really suits you, Riku!" Sena chirped. His was a dark greenish blue. A little generic for sure, but it didn't look bad in its own demure way.
"Thank you, Sena. You look good too," Riku said, lips curving up.
"Ehehe," the Deimon player rubbed the back of his head. He's still so innocent and angelic, Riku thought.
"So you invited Riku-Riku as well, Mamo-nee!" said the new girl who had assumed the cheerleader position at Deimon.
"Riku-Riku… Don't call me that." The Seibu player sweat dropped. Sena sure has made some interesting friends lately…
"Ahaha…" Sena laughed embarrassedly. "Well, let's just have a good time."
"Yes," Riku said, looking ahead. He was the only Seibu member in sight. All the Deimon Devil Bats were present, and most of them were doing special trainings on the festival's booths, like throwing discs and shooting moving blanks, but the night was not so young anymore and the standards had relaxed a bit. He especially noticed this as Hiruma Yoichi stole a kiss from his boyfriend Takekura Gen, better known as Musashi in the American football circuit. Hiruma then went on sliding an arm around Musashi's broad back.
Such move wasn't unnoticed by Sena, who stared at them from afar. Anezaki Mamori and the new girl, Taki Suzuna, had been pulled to some food stand that sold crepes and other sweets, seeming to be willing to spend quite a lot of time sampling the sights, so both runningbacks were now alone.
"Hm hm hm," Riku chuckled. "Say, isn't that your captain Hiruma and the kicker Musashi? How long until they leave for somewhere more private?" he asked, also sliding an arm around Sena in a move that pretended to be casual.
"Eh? What do you mean?" Sena asked.
He smirked. "Come on, they're gonna have sex before the night is over. Hiruma seems especially enthusiastic."
"Riku! Don't say such things!" Sena shrieked, blushing.
"It's obvious. Oh man, he's quite horny, yes," he said as the blond quarterback slid a hand over Musashi's well-shaped butt.
"How embarrassing…" Sena covered his face with both hands.
"Well, that's what boyfriends do. Don't you wish to have a boyfriend, Sena?" Riku asked, delicately removing Sena's hands from his warm face, but not releasing them when he was done. His emerald eyes stared deeply into Sena's honey ones.
"A boyfriend…" Sena said absently.
Riku released Sena's right hand, but his fingers intertwined with his left, using his now free extremity to pat his head. "Yes. Someone who'll always be there for you. Someone who will kiss you like Hiruma did with Musashi, and also hold you at night. Don't you think that'd be wonderful?" he asked, very close to his face, his eyes warm.
Sena gave him a wide-eyed look, and then averted his eyes. What was Riku saying…? "But…"
"But what, Sena?" Riku's mouth widened in a smile. "You wouldn't like that?"
"I-I don't know… But… I don't think anyone would consider me…"
"Oh, I do know someone who would," he said quickly.
Sena's eyes returned to his. "Seriously? Who?"
He chuckled once. "Give it a thought for a moment…"
Who…? Who would want to go out with him? He was quite a liability for anyone, man or woman. And who showed interest in him? Had anyone done that?
Riku's eyes were unmoving from his face.
Who…? No… Don't tell me… It just can't be…! No, of course not… But if not him, who else? But no! I don't dare ask him! Oh no!
The Deimon runningback's skin color quickly changed to a deep beet tone. No, it just can't be… But it can't be anyone else either… So Riku…?
"Sena… don't over think it. It's clear, isn't it?" Riku asked.
"R… Riku…" Sena whispered. Could it be…? Could it really be…?
"Fancy meeting you here, Eyeshield 21," a voice suddenly said.
Sena shrieked, and Riku let go of his hold on him. Who? Who dares to intrude? Hasn't he read the situation? the Seibu player thought, growling in his head.
For a moment, he didn't recognize him. Tall and dark, with a charcoal-colored hood over his head, he looked almost like a shinigami. But despite that, came Sena's chirping:
"Shin-san! What are you doing here?"
He looked at him for a second before replying "I'm training."
"Training? But it's a festival!" Sena complained.
"That's right. Now, mind leaving? We're in the middle of something important," Riku said.
"If you don't train daily, you'll never improve as a player," Shin said.
He's ignoring me here too! "Damn you! Are you looking for a fight?!" Riku said. "You're on!"
"Now, now, Riku, what he said is true," Sena said.
"Why are you siding with him, Sena?! Is he that important to you?!" Riku said. He could really feel his temperature raise, and when it did, it would not cool off easily.
"It's not like that—"
"Ahaha! So it's the chibi from Deimon!" a coarse voice said. Suddenly, they were surrounded by white uniforms.
"Ootawara-san…" Sena said.
"Didn't think I'd find you here," Sakuraba Haruto said, completing a circle around the running backs with Takami Ichiro, who smiled at them.
"Enjoying the festival, are you?" Ootawara Makoto said, patting both small players. "There's a lot of food to try—why don't you come with us?"
"The more, the merrier!" Sakuraba stated.
"We have other business to attend to," Riku said.
"Come on, don't be so modest! It's on us tonight!" And the monstrously big and strong lineman grabbed Sena in one hand and Riku in the other, carrying them away to a takoyaki stand.
Before he was forced away, Riku took a look at Oujo's linebacker. He gave him a stern look before running away into the night, his dark figure melting with the shadows.
However, just before he left, the Seibu player noticed a certain expression on Shin's face. Oujo's knight was naturally hard to read, but he thought he'd figured it out. It was the same he'd give his adversaries in the field:
You won't pass.
This wasn't a field, but had it been his imagination? The current version seemed to read:
You won't get closer to Eyeshield 21—Kobayakawa Sena.
Yes… the more he thought about it, the more he believed that interruption hadn't been a coincidence.
Shin was out to keep Sena from him.
Shin was out to keep Sena for himself.
And that was when Riku swore his undying hatred towards Shin.
TO BE CONTINUED!
This is just the beginning…
Next: Chapter Two: Seduction at the Public Baths. See you soon!