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I am aware that the chapter name is the one for Chapter 3; I covered most of 5 Second Wall in Chapter 1. This is a really long chapter because I rarely update.

Results so far (Some of these are from PMs):
Hiruma/Sena- 3
Shin/Sena- 2
Kakei/Sena- 2
Agon/Sena- 2
Riku/Sena- 1

Chapter 2- We Need 11

"Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
– Romeo and Juliet

Sena smiled at the line. It never occurred to her why she was rereading the book all over again when she should've just finished rereading it. But she felt like she wasn't ready, up to the spot where Juliet stated that a rose with another name would smell as sweet, she just stopped, and she reread that line and then closed the book. Five years later and it's still the same. School was beginning the next day and Sena simply had no time to spare.

Once again, similar to the day before, the phone rang before she could think any further.

"Ah- Mamori-neechan!-" "SENA! I heard all about it, did he force you to do this?" Mamori interrupted her before she could muster up the next word.

"Force me to do what?" Sena blinked, not understand the situation until she thought about a little. "Oh, no! I volunteered!"

"What?! But then, why are you a player?" Sena twitched, did Juumonji tell her this? She realized Mamori would freak if she found out about her playing. "No, no, I'm, uh, just a manager." She smiled a fake smile at the air, though even if someone was there, they'd know it wasn't real.

"But still, Hiruma is on that team!" She growled with such wrath she could imagine Hiruma having shivers down his spine- or just laughing insanely.

"Ehm... he... isn't that bad?" Sena said protectively, not at all joking, she honestly thought that but knew Mamori would never agree.

"He isn't that bad? Are you kidding me, Sena! As your older sister, I will protect you!" Mamori roared.

"B-But," Sena began, only to get interrupted once again. "No buts! Now I have to go buy groceries but you stay away from that... demon, bye!" Sena only heard the low dull sound of the phone being hanged up before she put the phone down.

How am I going to hide this from Mamori?! Sena thought to herself in worry.

"Kekeke, fucking shrimp, having some trouble?"

At first Sena thought she was imagining Hiruma's voice until she realized that it was coming from her cell phone. "W-What the-"

"You didn't think I would let you go without bugging your phone so I had access to it, did you?" Sena blinked and poked the phone in fear that Hiruma was actually inside it: "Well I figured you would do something, just not... something like this."

"Kekeke, well I'll see you right now at the football field." Sena pouted "W-what?! Fine, but wait until I get dressed." Sena sighed and got up. "Kekeke, with that pyjamas, you get a lot of guys on your trail." Sena's eyes widened "How can you see me?!" She turned to the phone with alarm in her eyes when she noticed the camera was in view. "... Y-You... are so mean!!" She yelled out and threw a pillow at the phone but it only covered it without harming it.

"Just get dressed and get your ass over here already, fucking shrimp." Hiruma chuckled, his voice becoming nearly inaudible with the pillow covering it, and with that, he hung up.

Sena felt the blood rising to her face, did he see her undressing, no, no, and that would be too embarrassing! Her face got increasingly red as she thought about it and got a T-Shirt and jeans ready, still thinking about it.

She thought about it as she told her parents she was going. She thought about it when she ran out the door. She thought about it when she passed by a man in a blue hooded-shirt. She thought about it until she heard her name being called out by a... stern, manly and deep voice from someone who didn't sound like he was quite a sociable person.

"... Kobayakawa... Sena?"

Snapping out of her thoughts, Sena blinked and stopped jogging, she turned around and gasped.

"Shin-sama?" Sena's eyes widened. Shin still gaped at her- well, he just stared at her with eyes slightly wider than his normal eye length- that is considered 'gaping' for Shin.

"... You grew." Shin said in a low-monotone voice. To which Sena replied: "Haha, well it has been three years- Are you still playing football?" Sena asked, smiling at him, causing him to shrink back slightly. He nodded and no words came out of his mouth except a low grunt.

"... Hey Shin, where do you think Riku-oniisan is?" Sena asked. "I heard he came back to Japan but that was all." Shin nodded again and said: "He's playing football in high school now, which is the extent of what I was informed." Shin was beginning to jog in place and Sena giggled, he was still the training-obsessed person he was years ago.

"Haha, well we should catch up some other time! Do you have a phone number? Oh wait- never mind." Sena smiled, Shin was unusually technology challenged- he couldn't even touch a phone before it broke apart. "Well, we should catch up some other time though, I have to go run an errand-" Sena froze at Shin's dark look. "-Ah, no, no, this time it's for a friend, a real one, not one of those bullies." Sena smiled and Shin seemed to have smiled but maybe she imagined that.

"Bye!" Sena bowed and ran off. Shin raised a hand in response.

She didn't know that Hiruma listened to the whole conversation, and she didn't know the hell that awaited her.

She had forgotten about the whole 'Hiruma seeing her undress thing' until she saw Hiruma waiting for her at the club. Her cheeks flushed red and she stuttered: "H-Hiruma-sama." And then she bowed politely.

"Che, who the fuck is Riku and how do you know Shin?" Hiruma asked when she looked him in the eye. Leave it to her to know who Shin was.

"E-eh, wait, how do you- oh no, never mind." She twitched when she remembered he bugged her phone. "We ran together when we were kids." She smiled at the memory and Hiruma twitched. For the two days he has known her, she had never smiled so heart-warmingly before and he despised that it wasn't for him.

"Che, well come with me, I know a way to protect your identity." Hiruma motioned for her as he kicked the door open to the unsuspecting Kurita. "Ah, Sena-kun, let's aim for the Christmas Bowl together!" Sena smiled and nodded but continued to stalk after Hiruma.

"Fucking chibi, here," Hiruma threw a helmet and a shirt at her and she caught both of them lightly. "Kekeke, a good catcher, hmm?" Sena just shook her head and stared at it.

"Umm, it has an eye shield and the shirt says... 21." Sena was no amateur to football. Only the best, only the best could bear the title of Eyeshield 21, and Sena had head of two of them- both of them Japanese, beating even American players.

"Kekeke, figured you would know what Eyeshield 21 is." Hiruma chortled. "From now on, you will bear the title of Eyeshield 21 because it will keep your identity secret!" He smiled, obviously planning this since the beginning. Sena couldn't help but wear a smile.

"Well, I might not be able to keep this title well but I'll do my best." She smiled; hugging the helmet like it was the most delicate thing in the world. Hiruma didn't say anything but blew a bubble with the sugarless gum he always chewed. As Sena went outside the gum popped and he said "Fucking shrimp, wait."

Sena stopped, one hand still placed on the helmet and another hand on the door.

"You better do your fucking best." Hiruma muttered to the grinning Sena who nodded. As she slipped out the door, Hiruma smiled, and he knew this year was going to be different than the dry spell last year where only Kurita and he... and someone else was on the team.

He got up and went to get his gun when he realized that Sena left her phone there with a sticky note saying 'Debug this or else!!' on it like she was threatening him and he grinned for a strange reason. Maybe they were more alike than he thought.

Sena had scurried to the bathroom to change into the uniform and she smiled at the reflection in the mirror. It was filled with childish happiness and she took a step outside of the bathroom to see Hiruma waiting, machine gun in hand and her phone in the other. He smirked: "Here is your fucking phone, bug free." He threw it at her and she barely caught it.

"Promise?" She asked, and Hiruma wanted to see the eyes that hid behind the eyeshield but he just nodded with a grin and Sena played with the phone when it started ringing, startling her enough to drop it only for Hiruma to catch it casually with one hand. She thanked him and answered it.

"Sena, where are you right now?" Mamori was at the phone once again.

"Ehm," Sena turned to Hiruma and mouthed 'Mamori is on the line.' And he mouthed back 'Tell her that you are at the school' with a wide grin. "I'm at the football club...?"

Mamori gasped: "I told you to stay away from him! That's it, I'm coming right now."

"W-wait!" The phone hung up.

Sena sighed and looked at Hiruma with a look that couldn't really kill but would give him seizures for a week. Hiruma just smirked like he had just heard a good joke or something similar to that. "Kekeke, don't worry about her, just keep that uniform on and it'll be all fine."

"Coming from you, I doubt that." Sena muttered.

"SENA!" Mamori came bursting through the hallway into the one where the two bathrooms were. "Che, you pervert! Standing right next to the bathrooms with another guy! I bet you two are bullying Sena together."

Guy, Sena scoffed.

"Kekeke, the fucking chibi is currently happily organizing the timetable inside the class." Hiruma lied so casually, it was like those words were indeed the truth. "Oh, but she seems to have too much on her hands, oh what to do?"

Mamori jumped in: "I'll help her! Please, oh, please let me help!"

Sena couldn't help but smile, so this was how Hiruma increased slaves.

"Kekeke, sure, just go organize the timetable inside the fucking classroom!" Hiruma laughed and pointed in the direction where Mamori scurried off to. "And fucking shrimp, you go take off the uniform, I never told you to put it on and go to the club room or you can just die in there for all I care!"

Sena twitched but went back into the bathroom to peel it off, she did have a petite build but he could've gotten a uniform slightly bigger than this. She sighed and folded it up and took it along with her when she scurried back to the club room.

"Listen up! Tomorrow's the game!" Hiruma yelled out even though there were only two people.

"Tomorrow?! That's the first day of school!" Sena gasped, that was far too soon! But Kurita was unmoved and just listened to what Hiruma had to say.

"We need eight more fucking people to make up eleven! Go around and ask the sports teams! Some of them should've come here earlier to prepare for the year!" Hiruma proceeded to yell. "Whoever gets the least has to do a penalty game! Each time you get one, you place a chip on the board right here!" He grinned and placed a hand on the board that had each of their names on it and several chips surrounding it.

Sena could just imagine the horrors that Hiruma could think up. He would probably burn you in a pit of fire. Except instead of a pit of fire, it would be a pit of acid that dissolves you slowly. And instead of burning, it is shooting you, tied up with a rope, until the rope breaks and you fall into that acid.

"Oh, you all just can't wait to do this. Well let's go then." Hiruma smirked and took out his black book and Sena knew exactly how he was going to get people to join the team. Sena walked down the hallway to the Basketball Club, imagining the result of her walking in there. She sighed and knocked anyways, opening the door when one of them said to do so.

There were two boys slouching in there, both reading some books that Sena didn't take a good enough look at to recognize the titles. They all looked up, surprised to see a girl come into the room and then she asked: "Umm... Would you like to participate in an American football team?" They blinked and looked at each other.

"You are cheering?" One of them pointed at her rudely and she blinked.

"Umm... I guess...?" She said without thinking and they smiled and responded: "Sure we will. When is the game?"

"Tomorrow..." Sena said, her voice trailing off.

"... Do you think it's worth it?" One whispered to the other.

"Che, it's just one game, so no." Sena blushed at that statement. "... That sounds like a plan." The other grinned.

Sena sighed and walked out of the room, she did get two, but they weren't motivated at all. She sighed and walked out the door, cheeks flushed just as Hiruma had two new members already at his feet, and he took a look at her and entered the same room.

"Kekeke, I heard you so desperately want to join the American football club." He grinned when they rebelled. "Oh, what rebellious attitudes, I bet your first years." He grinned and flipped his black book open.

"Oh? Satake-kun over there is the one that stole the swimming team's underwear and Yamaoka-kun gives a kiss to Kago Ai's picture every time he wakes up?" He grinned. "I feel like broadcasting this!" He made a broadcaster come out of nowhere and took one step out of the room before the flustered boys stopped him and agreed to join the team.

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Disappointed.

Sena was disappointed in herself.

She didn't even get one person, and she wanted to be the manager in the first place... everyone probably went home at this hour.

Never in her life had she been so disappointed in herself. She got a little bit of hope when she saw that man... what was his name again? Wait, what did he look like? Well that's not important... but he agreed but tomorrow was too soon.

Each time she remembered their suggestion, she blushed a deep red, red enough to make her blend into the blanket that she wrapped herself in, inside the club room where Kurita sat, disappointed in himself for not getting even one person.

"Well, we both didn't get any..." Kurita muttered, chewing on a cake. "Well, as long as we win the Christmas Bowl..." He withered away. Hiruma had already placed a load of chips up; they were still one chip short.

Sena frowned, they only managed to get seven, and Hiruma did it all single-handedly.

She got up and threw the blanket away and said: "I'm going to look for more people." She burst out the door, knocking on every door until she noticed the one man that gave her hope to join the club- Ishimaru- bicycling around, delivering newspaper. Sena smiled, and ran down the stairs in front of him, forcing him to stop.

"Please let me run the errand- I mean," she froze. "Please let me help!"

"A-Ah okay," he froze and handed her a map which he ripped in half. "You take care of this half okay?" She took a marker out and looked at the map before scribbling the route she was going to take over it. "Something like this?" She asked herself and then nodded in agreement. She stood still, preparing herself before she dashed off, delivering the letter to each house as quickly as she could.

While running, she kept on thinking to herself: 'Mamori-neechan, you might look down on me again. Saying I'm just a gopher again but, it isn't bad, when you're running for everyone's goal.'

A little over an hour had passed but the sky was already dim, like God had decided to shut the lights off, Ishimaru delivered the last of his notes and said to himself: "Oh, I'm done already. That's probably because I'm on a bicycle... I probably pushed poor Sena bit too far, I'll go pick up her half. I wonder if I can find her." He bicycled back the way he came from... Braking suddenly when he saw Sena sitting in the middle of the road, gasping for breath with her jacket tied around her waist.

"Wow, are you really done?" Ishimaru asked her, despite trusting her deeply. "You didn't just chuck them, did you?"

Sena replied: "No! I really delivered them, cross my heard and swear to die-"

Ishimaru just smiled and said: "Haha, so what do you want out of this, I'll split my pay-check with you.

Sena blinked, "Oh no, actually I would like it if you could play in the football game tomorrow."

She returned to the club room with a proud smile as she placed up one chip. She smiled to herself when they had enough people, eleven should do when Hiruma burst into the room.

"Fucking convenience store. Ran out of sugarless gum. Even fucking flies won't eat that sweet shit!" Hiruma growled as he chucked two sodas towards Sena and Kurita, Sena caught it instantly but only to drop it when the cold got in touch with her skin. "Oh, forgot to continue posting in the middle." Hiruma muttered as he looked at the board, he placed what seemed to be endless amounts of chips up.

"Wow, now we have more than enough." Sena smiled, although her side of the board seemed to look so empty next to Hiruma's.

"More than enough my ass! I did all the work, give me back my sodas, you can dehydrate and die!" Hiruma kicked Kurita but spared Sena from his fury. Sena opened the soda anyway, tired from running around, delivering newspapers. She then realized: "Aw crap, Mamori-neechan!" She flicked her phone open and called Mamori, continuously taking a sip from the soda.

"Ah Mamori-neechan, did you go home already?" Sena asked.

"Oh, Sena-kun, I already did, your game is tomorrow right, against the Koigahama Cupids?" Mamori asked. Sena twitched; Mamori knew more about the game than she did. "Yes, but it will all be fine, Hiruma isn't that bad." Sena said, not realizing that Hiruma was staring at her.

"Okay, well it's late, go to sleep. Okay?" Mamori told her and Sena smiled: "Yes, Mamori-neechan." Then she hung up and realized Hiruma was staring at her.

"Che, fucking shrimp, two things," Hiruma lifted two fingers. "Tomorrow, you won't get into uniform until you need to. And if you ever meet any bastard with dreadlocks, get the fuck away from him." Hiruma growled 'bastard' and 'fuck' with such a tone that Sena shrunk a little bit.

Sena smiled and nodded: "Fine, but who exactly are you talking about?" She gathered up her courage to say those words.

"That fucking bastard's name is Kongo Agon, if you get near him, somebody is going to die."

Sena had a feeling he wasn't joking.

When she returned home that evening, she lifted her cat, Pitt up onto her legs and cooed "Hey Pitt, you think we can win, or do you know we can win?" She smiled when Pitt twisted around in her lap and purred.

It was the second time, that night she slept restlessly.

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This was little bit rushed, and I probably will be away on vacation for a long time, but I hope you enjoyed it!