Day four. Four down, three to go. Thank god there wasn't school on Sunday...that meant only two days! That meant no more skirts! Even though Sena had discovered that skirts were more comfortable than he would've thought...and apparently from what many people liked to tell him frequently, he really had the legs for such a short skirt. Though for some reason whenever someone said something like that around Suzuna she immidiatly started stomping her rollerblades on their back.

That aside, Sena got out of his bed and stretched. He quickly ate and met his best friend right as Monta was about to attack his door. They went to school and both pretended that the prior day had never existed. Neither terribly liked the other in a skirt and neither particularly wanted to remember or tell anyone about the sight.

When they got to the clubhouse they were lucky enough to be on time. There was no practice, just a review of plays that Mamori decided was neccisary for them to learn. Of course most of them they'd learned by trying them out on the field. Like the bump and the sweep. Then again considering most of them were sliding down the idiot side of intelligence aside from the few like Hiruma and Yukimitsu...and Juumonji. The rest of them could only remember one or two of the plays unless Hiruma pulled out the cards.

In a way it was lucky for Sena that Juumonji, Kuroki, and Togano had to join him the prior day. That meant that if anyone brought up the cheerleaders Sena didn't have to worry about anyone laughing at him since he wasn't the only one to suffer last time. He smiled a little to himself at the thought.

For once thus far the past week Sena was feeling a little better. Sure, he still had practice with Suzuna...but after that he could go home and was free for the day. It was like football training...if he could get over that whole skirt factor. But only two days left. Only two more times would he have to wear a skirt. And regardless how cute people thought he looked in it, he would never wear a skirt again in his life. Not a chance.

So the day went by in it's usual uneventful way till cheerleading practice. It really seemed that something screwy just always had to happen when Suzuna was near. For some odd reason Hiruma had thought the other day it would be amusing to tell select other football players from other teams about Sena's 'speacial' training, refraining from saying just why he was training with the girls. The astounding part was just how many other football players showed up to watch Sena's practice. Suzuna chose to flatter herself by assuming they were there to watch her. After all, she'd been at the games and of course they may've seen her. Even if none paid attention to her.

Mizumachi was trying to be sneaky while checking out Sena's training, but due to his enormous hight and tendancy to strip he was quite obvious. At the moment he was already down to his boxers and by the looks of it Suzuna was going to offer him to join. Kakei was there...but only to try to keep Mizumachi out of too much trouble. Unlike his teammate Kakei was smart enough to realize Hiruma was full of shit and just wanted a good laugh at other's expences. Riku had come as well...but only because Hiruma had mentioned his friend's name. Kid had nothing better to do so followed along. Shin though...well Sena had no idea how Hiruma talked Shin into coming. He did manage to catch a glimpse of Hiruma counting money in his lap and writing something down in his black book. Wonderful...more club funds coming from Sena's humiliation.

Even on the field he could hear Hiruma's cackles as Mizumachi happily took a set of pompoms and forced another set into Kakei's hands. Sadly no one else looked ready to join, but two were enough for Hiruma's delight. He'd invited more people in hopes that more than just two would join, but that was fine. Mizumachi probably wouldn't be useful to blackmail, he was stupid enough to fall for anything anyway...as was Shin, but that just proved it. Kakei he could probably keep those pictures to use against him though. There was another person he'd tried to get to come...but it looked like he'd lost interest...damn he knew he should've used the fucking manager as a bargaining chip. He probably could've got more to come if he'd mentioned her in a skirt. Ah well, he still had one day of torture.

Mizumachi seemed quite happy to join in practice, but he didn't really pay much attention to what Suzuna was saying, deciding to pick Sena up and see how many times he could toss the small running back in the air. Regardless what a fit Suzuna was throwing about it. She didn't like someone getting more attention than she got. And the fact that Sena recieved so much attention made her unhappy. Sena wasn't aware of it, but she had a little crush on him. Perhaps the only reason she didn't mind him slowing their practice down.

Suzuna ended practice soon, utterly sick of Mizumachi getting more attention than her. Mizumachi was such a showboat it was hard not to stare at him. Sena took advantage of that and ran to the clubhouse as quick as he could. Suzuna looked like she wanted to talk to him and Mizumachi probably would want to ask him about that...training. He changed out of the uniform and got into his clothes. Somehow he managed to dash out of there before either of them could follow him.

And so with that day done Sena was home free and left with only one more day or that.

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Mrr...took long and is short...having work troubles so I've been a little distracted lately. Anywhoo...hopefully the next wont take so long.