Pairings: Sena/OC, Sena/Jumonji, Sena/Hiruma, Sena/Shin, Sena/Sakuraba.
OCs and OCC with a purpose. Trust me.
The unthinkable had finally happened. It was an event so monumental, so unexpected even the devilish blond quarterback was thrown for a loop.
Sena Kobayakawa, the much sought after female runningback, had finally gotten a boyfriend. To add to the scandal, he wasn't even a football player, from which she had a very wide range of choices. And if everyone had thought that her obtaining a non-sport-playing boyfriend was shock; her behavior afterwards was about as startling as a bus plowing through a grocery store.
Whatever expectation they had of her being in a relationship, this new version of her was not it.
Sena's boyfriend, Yunsuke, was easygoing, kind, and patient; a genuinely great guy and perfect for a girl like her who was famous for her nervous disposition. He was tall, much taller than her, but was gentle as he was handsome. However in addition to these fine qualities, he also liked to be bossed around. When it came to Sena, he was meek, submissive even.
A recipe for disaster, some thought with a reassured sigh, this relationship can't have two passive personalities. That is until Sena eagerly stepped up to the plate.
The first time her teammates witnessed this incredible change was during one fateful practice match.
A couple of girl students approached The Boyfriend with a romantic proposal, who was lending his support to his girlfriend by attending to cheer her on. Yunsuke informed them that he was dating Sena and courteously declined their flirtations. Affronted, they pressed him more aggressively.
"I'm a much better match for you, then her!" A delicate sneer was aimed in the direction of the tiny runningback, who was resting at the bench, drenched in sweat.
A zealous nod came from the second girl, who clenched her soft hands into fists over her even softer chest. "Me too! Why don't you go out with me instead?"
"Really, I'm happy with who I'm with…" He responded with increasing discomfort, beginning a discreet retreat when he felt a presence behind him.
"Oi, Sena, isn't that your boyfriend getting harassed over there?" Monta asked as he walked up to the bench, Hiruma and the linemen close behind.
"Eh?" Sena paused putting on her helmet and turned. Her voice lowered, forebodingly, "So it is."
She tossed aside her helmet and strode towards the small group, the team behind her watching with bated breath.
"What's she going to do?" Kurita asked, biting his nails.
"Break up with his two-timing ass, hopefully," Jumonji growled, glaring at his flustered rival.
Sena did not do as suggested. Instead, she stalked up to her boyfriend, grabbed a hold of his arm, kicked his feet out from under him and dipped him into a deep V-Day kiss.
Monta choked on air, Kurita squeaked, Hiruma snapped his cell in half, and Jumonji had to be held back by the other two Huh-Huh Bros. The rest stood with their mouths open.
Sena straightened and let him slump to the floor, having turned to jelly in her arms, declaring, "He belongs to me. I don't want to see either of you bothering him again."
The two girls blushed and sputtered, hastily making an exit.
Yunsuke sat on the floor, dazed and flushed. He stared at Sena in awe, whispering, "That… That was the coolest thing anyone has ever done for me."
She glanced at him, perfectly composed in her anger. "Don't let it happen again, Yunsuke."
"R-right."
The second demonstration of her new personality was at a real match, against the Oujou White Knights. The other team had heard of her new beau, but did not necessarily believe it. Shin in particular could not see how his rival could be interested in anything not related to football. Sakuraba held onto the hope that they were merely pulling a practical joke.
They were both proved wrong.
Before the game even started, Sena went to greet The Boyfriend at the sideline. The wall was too high for her to reach him, but rather than give up, she gestured for him to lean down, to which he complied. With a small running start, she jumped up to grab his hand and the bottom rail, pulling herself up to deliver a fervent kiss.
Oujou, with their star members' spirits broken, lost the match. Hiruma would have gloated over their win, had this not affected him as well.
There were several other incidences in which Sena took charge as the dominant one of the relationship.
She would stop him in the hallways in school, slamming a hand against the wall next to his head as she pulled him down to her level. The classic cool-guy anime move, except Yunsuke was the one who would grow red in the face and stammer.
Their phone calls consisting of her asking, "Where are you? Who said you could leave the school without me?"
He'd reply sheepishly, "M-mah, sorry, I'll wait for you next time."
"Hmph. You better," she'd end, with a smirk.
And throughout all of this, Sena remained just as timid in everything else. It seemed that only when came to her boyfriend that she lost all sense of fear or embarrassment.
"Alpha," Suzuna murmured one day, viewing them from afar. She had taken to recording the growth of their dating the way a scientist would observe bacteria in a petri dish.
"Ah, what's that?" Mamori asked, just as unsettled. She had originally expected to protect Sena from her first boyfriend, but Yunsuke seemed to be playing the part of the shy schoolgirl. In fact, he appeared to like it. A lot. "Alpha?"
"Yeah, you know, like with, uh, wolves? It's the one in control, or the boss."
"Ooh," Mamori exclaimed. "You're right. It does sort of look like that."
They looked at each other.
"Who knew she was capable of being that…"
"Yeah."
It all came to a head when Hiruma had the misfortune of walking in on one of their make-out sessions. He hadn't expected anyone to be in the broom closet where he kept his emergency ammo and fifth back-up files. And so he unthinkingly threw open the door and there they were, oblivious to him as they panted and writhed against each other, mouths fused wetly together. Sena sat atop her slumped boyfriend, angling his head upwards with a fistful of his hair.
She was the one who first noticed him in the doorway, his eyes wide as he stood unable to move away from the scene in front of him. His pupils dilated as her flushed face separated from Yunsuke's, licking her bruised lips, never breaking eye contact with him.
Her eyes burned like ice and her voice was rough as she spoke, "Shut the door, Hiruma," And turned back to her lover.
Hiruma awoke, cursing as he bolted into an upright position, feeling too hot and too cold. He pressed a hand over his eyes, feeling his heartbeat thudding in his chest. Groaning, he fell back into bed, glaring at the ceiling in relief and distaste.
"I've got to stop drinking."
Hiruma's drunk nightmares are some next level nonsense, boy I tell you what.
