A Smart Shut Up

First Eyeshield fanfiction, hopefully not my last. Just a drabble for my OTP. Slight spoilers for the Bando VS. Deimon game so that's Chapter 150+ or something around there.

DISCLAIMER- If Ari owned Eyeshield 21 Bando would win the Christmas bowl, Kakei would be the one in a cheerleader outfit and Hiruma would be the master seme. Or something like that. Not mine.

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Just a little farther. A few yards back. That's good. Now just concentrate...

"Sixty yards? Isn't that a little too far, even for you."

Baka. Red-eyed BAKA.

"What! I can do it and the wind will-"

"The wind is blowing in the opposite direction. You do know that right?"

Sasaki Koutarou, kicker of the Bando Spiders, turned back to the bright yellow posts down the field and stared. Buffeting back at him the wind blew his wild, black hair out of his face.

"Wh...damnit!" He turned sharply, glaring at the red haired ace. "It was blowing in that direction a minute ago and if you hadn't bothered-"

"Do you think you could have made a new record?" He tipped his sunglasses down, scarlet eyes meeting with brown.

"Of course I could have! It would have been smart! If it weren't for a certain UN-smart person interrupting..." He muttered. Akabane Hayato was a prick. The whole antisocial rocker act wanted to make him puke. He hated Akaba simply because.

Akaba stared at the fuming kicker for a few seconds before sighing. "You sprained your ankle a few days ago right? It may feel better now but that doesn't mean a thing, the muscles still need time to heal and we have a game in a week. If the kick team has its kicker out the whole team will be thrown off rhythm."

...Off rhythm?

"I don't need your worry and I know what I'm doing, thank you. I don't need a freak like you to be acting as mother or whatever. Why don't you go off and play with that beloved guitar of yours huh? Practice is over anyhow so leave those who wish to practice by themselves now alone."

Akaba sighed as the younger ranted. He could say shut up but of course that was a waste of breath and would only double the other's talk. Walking over he nonchalantly slipped his sunglasses off.

"Maybe you should have stayed at that other schoo- mmph!"

Akaba promptly put his mouth over the annoyance's. Always a good way to shut the other up. And the result was always cute.

Koutarou blushed, staring awkwardly as his teammate pulled away mind racing.

He loathed Akaba. He utterly despised his ways and how such a trick could work. Even so he loathed his body, for the rush of warmth to his face and the odd fluster it'd leave him in with knees shaking. Everytime.

Replacing his sunglasses Akaba looked at Koutarou.

"No kicking today. Got it?"

Koutarou simply nodded, not even trying to open his mouth in fear of what may come out. Akaba smirked as he turned around.

It was always a cute result. Very.

-Owari

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-DEATH- I do shame to my OTP. Darn. Well flame away, they'll just be used to make smores. Mmm. Reviews are much appreciated!