Sena sipped dejectedly on his clear straw, ignoring the telltale slurping sounds that came from the bottom of his McDonald's cup signaling that there was no more life-sustaining caffeine left in said cup.
Limp mocha hair hung annoyingly over into his amber eyes as he stair listlessly at a pencil mark on the cheap tabletop at the lonely table in the corner of the fastfood place which only he occupied.
'So Hiruma knows, no big deal, it's not like he is actually concerned for ME. His concern lies in my ability and health in being Eyeshield 21. Fuck. I just wish he hadn't brought other people into this entire fucking soap opera. Takashi... I don't even know him that well. What if he tells someone or spreads rumors around the school?' A trembling hand weaved itself firmly into his unruly locks, tightening into a fist when he felt a single warm salty tear make its way down his cheek.
Sena quickly loosed his fist in his hair and sat up, dashing away a tear with his shirt sleeve as he smiled politely at the waiter who had stopped momentarily next to his table with a concerned expression on her fair-featured face.
"Sena-chan?"
Amber eyes widened considerably and Sena flushed with embaressment and guilt, fidgeting hurriedly with his cup and straw as his eyes roved in any direction but her face.
"Mamori-neechan! I didn't know you worked here!" He chirped, scratching the back of his neck as his squinted his eyes closed and finally raised his face to smile at her. "I didn't even see you when I first came in here!"
The older girl worried at her lower lip and slowly sat down across from him, sliding off her McDonald's hat to grasp it in her lap as she smiled sadly and shrugged," I saw you but I didn't know if you wanted to be left alone or not.."
Sena felt a pang of guilt and furrowed his brows," Of course I wouldn't mind if you came over to sit or talk with me, Mamori-chan."
"Oh...cause you've been kinda acting like I was suffocating you lately...and...Sena-chan..Im so sorry.." She sobbed brokenly, bowing her head and allowing her short silky hair to brush past her shoulders to shelter her face from view as her delicate shoulders shook and trembled.
Some of her fellow employees looked over in concern, as did some of the customers who had been watching the young beauty. Sena noticed this and hurriedly leaned in, reaching for her shoulder and stroking it lightly in an uncomfortable manner," Please don't cry, Mamori. Im not angry at you at all... I should be the one apologising... I've been acting out of character lately and... it isn't your fault at all.."
Mamori shook her head quickly, sniffling and wiping away her tears in a futile attempt to compose herself as she smiled hesitantly at him,"I kn-know Im acting really stupidly by breaking down over this but its just... I've known you forever Sena-kun and I've never seen you looking so sad and alone as this. And.. And I know that, for once, whatever this is.. I can't be the one to heal you from whatever is afflicting you this time... I can only just be here for you... and it makes me feel so.."She broke off,looking back down at her hat and occassionally sniffing quietly.
Sena's hand shook slightly as he let it slide off her shoulder to rest back in his lap, tugging nervously at sweatshirt sleeves as he swallowed the lump in his throat. He glanced around hesitantly and noticed that almost everyone had gone back to their previous activities and he tried to steady to deafening thrum of his heartbeat.
"Afflicting me?.."He whispered hoarsely, eyes glancing at her intensely before drifting off back to the pencil mark on the table.
Mamori blinked and shook her head, seemingly coming back to herself as she resumed hesitantly smiling at him,"Yes... is it a girl, Sena? Or bullies? Just tell me, please.. I want to help you." She said, voice firm with determination.
The small teen mentally groaned but offered his childhood friend a dry smile,"Its something like that... But Im already working it out.Its just.." The boy hesitated, knowing that even in all this time they had been friends, Mamori knew next to nothing about his home life."Nevermind."
Mamori looking hurt as she stood, smoothing out her apron. All eyes in McDonald's immediately flew to her and sparkled in admiration and love. Sena sweatdropped, noticing this with a slight jealousy.
"Well... Hiruma-kun said to excuse you from all practices this week... So I was worried. But I can see you are dealing with it well on your own, Sena-kun. And I think I realize now..they reason why you were annoyed with me. I can't protect you forever, you've grown up...and right now I have to be a friend, right? Not a mother?.."Mamori once more dashed away tears and flashed him a genuine smile before hurrying back to a customer who had his hand raised.
Sena sat there, sorting through mixed emotions of strong sadness, relief, and guilt as the soft chatter of customers created a sort of cocoon as he realized with sadness that soon he would have to walk home and be alone once more. For some reason, Sena dreaded be alone, for then there would be no one and nothing to stop the sadness and depression from rearing its ugly head once more.
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Nee... Im so so so SO very sorry -bows- for taking so long to update and with such a short and kinda random chapter... but it had to be done... cause as much as Mamori reminds me of Sakura from Naruto, I cant help but love her genuine brightness and kind attitude.. and she really does love sena. So I cant bash her -sweatdrop- im sorry, but its impossible for me lol.
And plus..each of these
little installments are just coming to me as more and more suck-ass
things pile up in my life. Seriously, I dont know how Im going to
survive until college. But... Its really weird.. cause I was thinking
about it a lot..especially in the past week ((it was spring break
here)) how fanfiction has been a really big comfort in my life. It
sounds corny, but its true... I write out all of my sadness or angst
into my stories and Ive made awesome friends... NNCS, TD03,
Wickerwood, ChaosDreamer, Suryalee, LemonKitty, etc... And most of
them probably dont even remember me but Ive realized that I may very
well be the only one who actually like... installs their words into
my daily life. -.- Ill be talking with a friend, or sadness or
whatever, and Ill just think of something they said, or one of their
stories, and it just puts a smile on my face because... yeah... Ive
been writing fanfiction and been a member of for around five
years! Since I was eleven! ((had a different account back then)) And
Ive been writing all of this time! And my stories might not have
improved so much... ((or my grammar. Gomen Nasai!)) But... neh.
It
must sound so stupid to some people..because its just a hobby or a
random thing... and even though I dont update for long periods of
time..im on here everyday reading stories and checking up on fellow
members and re-reading favorite stories and managing some of the
stories of the C2 community Im staff of... its just... -smiles
sheepishly and shrugs- something that means a lot to me and so smile
goddamnit! The freaky yaoi fangirls of shall live forever!
MWAHAHAHA
