On to the next chapter. I don't really have much to say about this chapter except it was rattling in my head and refused to let me write anything else so I apologise if it's crappy. Reviews are welcome. VERY welcome. I don't want any Flames but constructive criticism is always a help.

Time: Dunno didn't count

Pairing: None, yet

Author: Sinthetic Angel

Disclaimer: No own, No sue or…..um…..just don't cause I'm piss poor anyway.

What on earth is the world coming to?

Chapter 4 - Mamori-neechan?

Ikari felt smug. After talking to the Amefuto players from Ojou and meeting the oh so confident Takami he was pretty sure that they could actually get Sena in to the school and on to the team. The coach was already foaming at the mouth at the possibility of gaining a player faster than Shin Seijuro, throw Ikari in to the mix and he now had a boosted offence and defence…..if the plan works that is. Although Ikari had to admit that he resented the fact the Coach had called him insane and overly violent before wrapping him in chains to keep him still. That was a small thing though. The important thing was that Sena made it to Ojou today for his sports scholarship interview. Glancing at his watch the semi-Goth delinquent cursed and sped up. If they wanted to actually make the interview on time then he had to haul ass and get to Senas pretty damn quick.

Made it. Home, more commonly known as Ojou campus, to Senas in a record half an hour. Sure he'd run and caught two trains but boy was he tired. He'd run up Senas street like a hell hound was on his heels, less worried about time and more excited about the interview. Straightening up Ikari caught his breath, checked his clothes and then rang the door bell. It was rude to show up unannounced but Ikari did it anyway. He was a delinquent, it was part of the image and probably part of the reason that Senas parents, his mother Mihae especially, didn't like him much. Finally the door opened and Ikari put on his most dashing smile, only to have it drop at the sight of a brown haired, blue eyed girl.

"Who the hell are you? Where's Sena?"

"Why do you want to know? Are you bullying Sena?"

Ikari actually snorted before he pushed past the girl, leaving her looking shocked and appalled before he slipped off his shoes and threw them hastily in to the shoe holder. He trudged to the bottom stair and made himself comfortable before leaning back and shouting.

"Sena! Oi Sena! Get your ass down here we got somewhere to be!"

He waited until Senas head appeared over the banister, a green blazer wrapped around his shoulders with a white shirt and black tie.

"The fuck? That Deimon shit doesn't suit you, makes you look like a zombie, all that green. Hurry up and change we have an appointment."

Ikari only got a small smile in reply before the brown haired chibi disappeared in to his room where there was a crash, which caused the girl to panic and Ikari to raise an eyebrow. Sena re-appeared a moment later in stylish torn jeans, didn't Ikari get him those last Christmas? A thin black sweater complete with his chain jacket finished off the look of bad ass but cute delinquent.

"Sena are you alright? What was that crash?"

"I'm fine Mamori-neechan but I have to go now."

"Mam….ori…..nee…chan….?"

The white haired delinquent sighed with a quiet jingle of chains. This was Mihaes work. Only she could find a mother hen figure almost exactly like herself. Someone who still saw Sena as the scaredy cat five year old that wouldn't say boo to a goose and had to be sheltered from everything scary in the world, up to and including Ikari himself. This would be decidedly difficult. She'd stop them going or make them late and he could not and would not accept that. Scratch that, it wasn't going to happen, no matter how much she tried to talk Sena out of going with him and how many dirty looks she threw he was not leaving this house without Sena and he had fifteen minutes to get him out of there.

He could tell her the truth. She would probably let them go then but he had a feeling she'd tell the kids parents and that wouldn't bode well for anyone. Then again he could lie, tell her it was important and private guy stuff but then she would assume it was relationship related and just have to tag along to add in her two cents of oh so sagely advice. He'd only met the girl a few minutes ago and he already didn't like her. There was only one thing left to do. Yes Sena would get in trouble, yes she would snitch but she wouldn't know where they had gone which was the most important thing. Time for operation "Go to Senas room and sneak out the god damned window."

Looking up at Sena and the "nee-chan" Ikari frowned. She was still talking, what a nag! Taking the initiative the intimidating boy stood, grabbed his shoes and started to make his way up the stairs. They finally noticed him when he was about half way up, their mini argument stopping in mid sentence. He could hear Mamori sigh in what sounded like relief. Apparently she thought she had won, let her keep thinking that, Sena knew him better. Six years as his friend and somewhat student had taught him to read the signs.

"Mamori-neechan why don't you get us some drinks and snacks and we can all play the PS2 in my room?"

Ikari couldn't see but he could guess that she was smiling. His suspicions were confirmed as he rounded the top of the stairs and peeked under the banister. She smiled, nodded and looking inexplicably proud headed in to the kitchen. Obviously she'd been here before, a few times if she was so comfortable going in to Senas kitchen, Mihae again no doubt. Ikari smirked as he saw Sena inch past the kitchen and grab his shoes then inch back again and start up the stairs. Straightening up, Ikari headed in to Senas room, slipped on his shoes and quietly opened the window. He hauled himself out and on to the garage roof in a second without a sound and Sena followed a moment later. They lowered themselves to the ground using the loose brickwork, took a moment to dust themselves off and then set off, at Ikaris full pace, towards the train station.

"Ikari where are we going? What's so important?"

"Ojou. I got you a sports scholarship interview."

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