FASH: I'm not the only one who has a freaky obsession with Sena cross dressing right? Of course not! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far, reviews make me happy!

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"No Hiruma-san! I don't want to!" Sena practically screamed, his face flushed red from anger or embarrassment, maybe both as he tried to wrench his hands free from Hiruma's grip, glaring up at Hiruma while desperately wondering how he got into this situation.

The day had started out fairly normal, it was bright and sunny and Sena could practically forget that just yesterday he'd been forced to wear a maid outfit and had been ogled by countless girls.

He'd made it through the day with a fairly optimistic point of view about the situation mentioned above, at least no one at school knew about what happened at Oujou except for him teammates. But then he had come to practice.

Hiruma had been talking to Suzuna, who seemed a bit too excited about whatever topic they were conversing about, and then as soon as he'd gotten to close they both gave him a look and he quickly turned and walked a few paces away for safety.

During practice Suzuna had been absent from her usual place among the sidelines with Mamori and Sena wasn't sure why, but he was getting this horrible feeling that something bad was going to happen. And then at the end of practice, Hiruma had sprung upon him, grabbed on of his wrists and had blatantly told him. "Put this on." While holding up a cheerleading uniform with his free hand.

Which lead to the current situation. Sena was desperately trying to make eye contact with anyone on the team who he thought might have the guts to help him, they all avoided his eyes, so he tried his ultimate weapon.

"Mamori-neesan! Help me!" He cried, slowly but surely being dragged into the clubroom, the brunette looked troubled and Hiruma stopped pulling, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Well, uh, Sena..." Mamori blushed and pushed her index fingers together, something she rarely did. "The thing is... I want to see you in that too..." Hiruma grinned and Sena didn't even bother to resist as he was pushed into the clubroom and given a time limit to change.

'What is it with people and wanting to see me in girls clothing?' He held up the uniform in front of him, noticing that the top was probably going to be a bit tight. 'That's probably where Suzuna-san was, making me a top that would fit me.' Sena sighed and longingly looked at the closed clubhouse door, Hiruma was probably guarding it, so he caved and began to change.

When the time limit was up Hiruma kicked the door open and dragged Sena outside, fairly pleased at the teams' reaction, most of them a fairly light blushes on their face. 'First phase: successful.'

Mamori and Suzuna squealed in fangirl delight at the sight before him, so Sena just sighed and tried to bear with it, attempting to hide his uncovered mid drift with his pom poms. 'At least I'll never have to do this again...' Sena thought before he turned and saw Hiruma surveying the team with a strange grin. 'Hopefully...'

"HIRUMA-SAN, I SAID NO! NO means NO!" Sena yelled, trying to sound like he had some choice over the matter, and trying to ignore the fact that he didn't really, because the person most likely to stand up to Hiruma for him was a traitor and Hiruma was never and would never be intimidated by him. But this was just too much. It was just a bit under an hour until the Oujou vs Deimon game, and Hiruma was trying to force him into the cheerleading uniform again, and of course he got his way, again, although Sena had struggled to escape this disastrous fate for a good twenty minutes.

"At the beginning of the game, you're going to go onto the field and-" "NO!" Hiruma glared at him. "Why not?" "Because I'm not good with public humiliation! I am not going in front of hundreds of people wearing this just so you can see if this is some sort of tactic that will make the other team drop their guard!" "Your point being?" Sena clenched his fist. "Hiruma-san no baka!" He turned and quickly exited the change room before Hiruma decided that for calling him an idiot he'd have to do a cheer along with dressing like a cheerleader.

Halfway down the hallway Sena heard the change room door creak open, he paused and turned around, tensing when he saw Hiruma step out, the blonde's eyes locked on him, so Sena started running, turning the corner still looking at Hiruma, who had yet to move from the doorway, so naturally he ended up bumping into someone and fell sprawled on the floor.

'Please don't be Shin-san, please don't be Shin-san.' Was the mantra in his head before he had the courage to open his eyes.

Kakei looked a little weirded out at the sight of Sena in the cheerleader uniform and Sena silently thanked every deity he knew that finally someone was having a normal reaction to this. He quickly pulled himself up off the floor when he heard Hiruma's footsteps, and he knew they were Hiruma's because Hiruma was in the habit of tacking slow, deliberate footsteps when he wanted to freak people out.

"I'm very sorry Kakei-san! Please forgive me! Bye!" Sena bowed a couple times and ran off, passing Mizumachi who had come to find Kakei to get good seats.

Kakie slowly turned, Sena was no longer in the hallway but... "Mizumachi, you're bleeding." He said, pointing at the trail of blood dripping from the blonde's nose. "It's not my fault!" Mizumachi said defensively, wiping the blood away, but not quickly enough for Hiruma to not catch sight of it when he turned the corner. He gave Mizumachi a psychotic grin before quickening his pace.

Sena was very thankful that he could run fast, because he figured if he went fast enough the few people he ended up passing wouldn't have the time to check if he was a guy or a flat chested girl. That and he could outrun Hiruma, which was all that really mattered in this situation.

'A couple more turns and I'll be back at the change room, and hopefully then I can change into my actually uniform in peace.' Sena thought with a sigh, slowing down to a light jog. 'I guess I can think of this as some pre-game exercise.'

"Eyeshield." Sena paused and looked to his right, for a moment forgetting his state of dress when he saw the entire White Knights coming down the hallway. "Shin-san." Sena bowed, and was once again reminded of his newly acquired uniform, he gave out a little shriek and started waving his hands around. "I-It's not what you think! Hiruma-san made me do it! I-I-Idon't like this!" But Shin didn't really seem to care that his rival was dressed up like a girl anyways, so Sena just started running again.

Sakuraba grabbed his nose and titled back his head, thankful that he wasn't in his uniform yet, Takami scoffed at him and patted him on the back. "At least you didn't die from blood loss." The quarterback said and Sakuraba heard some of his teammates chuckle, or in the case of Otawara, give out a hearty laugh.

Thankfully, with his head positioned as it was, he didn't see the look Hiruma flashed him in the hallway, and none of his teammates thought it was a good idea to tell Sakuraba anything about that incident right before their game.

Sena made it to the change room managing not to run into anyone else, and threw the red abomination off him before calmly changing into his normal uniform. 'I'm never letting Hiruma-san do that to me again.' Sena thought confidently, nodding his head. He then grabbed his helmet and began making his way to the field, and if Hiruma wasn't there yet he was going to have a little chat with his team about dignity.