Lucky me
Genre: Humor, Action, Romance~
Warning : Everyone is OOC, and nothing is what you know! Almost completely different from the Manga, and will be shorter than the manga! Not sure how long though…
Pairing: Agon x Sena
Disclaimer: Eyeshield 21 © Inagaki Riichiro and Murata Yusuke
Reminders
Bold- Japanese & Headings/ transitioning
Italicized- English
Bold & Italicized- emphasis
'Thoughts'
"Speech"
Thanks to the reviewers,
Thanks HikariAi for the review, I'm not sure if you'd like this chapter or not, but here you go.
Thanks Nekokratik for reviewing, yes he will, Agon will be pissed! But that's not until next chapter...
Thank-you TheLovelessRose for reviewing, I'm not sure what happened there, yes, I'm continuing!
KH: Not much happening this chapter, but the next few will be better!
Chapter 4: Hell no!
(Note: Sena speaks formally with his mom, but once she's not there he goes back to speakin' like this and this is taking place weeks after he nearly burned his house down.)
"Don't you think you're taking this a little too far…?" a woman with long black hair, though it was pinned up with a large clip in the back making it into a makeshift loose bun. She wore a nice formal black suit and the badge on her jacket shone a brilliant gold color.
"No…" Sena who was setting up the table for breakfast muttered; he was still in his pajamas which constituted of tartan boxer shorts and a white t-shirt.
"Why don't you just talk to him?" the woman asked sitting down at the table as Sena piled on the rice into a small porcelain bowl.
"No" he said in a more defiant manner, but still at the same time quietly as he placed the steaming hot bowl in front of the woman.
"Just apologize and every-"
"NO!" he shot her a glare, but once she shot him one he had to look away, he sighed and left the vicinity of the dining room and made his way into the kitchen.
"Why are you being so difficult? ! And don't you dare say no!" the woman stood up in her seat and followed him into the kitchen.
"Because-" Sena turned to the woman, who was standing right behind, so when he turned around she blockaded him to the sink, where he was washing the dishes.
"Sigh, Sena, sweetie… Agon is your best friend, aren't best friends suppose to forgive and forget?" his mother held his warm cheeks in her cold hands.
"Meh…" he shrugged as he didn't look into her eyes, her face closed into his,
"Sena… why are you so short?" she smirked.
"…" She knew that would do the trick, he immediately turned to stare her in the eyes. Honey brown met Ebony black.
"Genetics, dad's 5 ft 2 you're about, what 5 ft 4… I'm 15… I'll get bigger!" he waved his arms about, but his mother still had a hold of his waist, and though as he may, he couldn't free himself from her without hurting her, nor could he stop pouting.
"Ah, so adorable!" she squeezed him in a motherly embrace, his forehead rested on her shoulder.
"Mom… I said I'm fifteen, I'm not cute…" he continued to pout, but this time into her coat.
"I didn't say cute, I said adorable" she released him enough for him to stare at her with a look that said 'You know what I mean', "Okay, okay, you're not adorable, nor are you cute… you're a big boy… so as a big boy, forgive and forget" Mihae ruffled his hair and then walked away,
"Easy for you to say… you don't know what he does…" Sena muttered under his breath, but his mother still caught it.
"Is it illegal…?" Mihae asked as she sat down for breakfast.
"No…" Sena came out of the kitchen and sat down with her.
"Well then, it can't be that bad…" she just started her breakfast, and Sena didn't want to talk about it any further so he just thought about his comeback.
"…" 'It is…'
That's when the house phone rang.
"I'll get it, you try to think this one over, I'm sure he's sorry, and I'm sure he wants his best friend back" Mihae placed down her bowl as she got up and headed to the front door, where the phone sat, on the shoe cupboard.
'Yeah he wants me back alright… so I can be his personal slave! And he's never sorry… never' Sena then stabbed his fish with his chopsticks 'Just likes to deem himself victor… and I'm not gonna lose…' and began to munch on a piece while plopping a small ball of rice into his mouth.
"Sena"
"Yeah?" Sena turned to his mother as she held out the cordless phone to him.
"It's Unsui-kun, he wants to talk to you" Mihae smiled, as she nudged it forward, but Sena just turned back to his food and started downing it all the while chewing it very loudly.
"Sena…" his mother voiced her warning; he glanced back at her and saw her glaring, which sent a shiver down his spine…
'Only mom… only mom can scare the shit out of me…' he placed his elbows on the table and supported his forehead with his hands as he sighed.
He glanced back at her and took the phone
Taking in a deep breath he spoke into the white phone, "…Hello…"
There was no immediate answer, but it did come, "/Sena… did you and Agon get into a fight…?/"
"…"
"/Hello?/" Unsui asked, thinking the line was cut or something.
"Answer him" Mihae again spoke in a warning tone.
Sena grumbled, rolled his eyes, and then nodded, "Yeah…"
"/…what happened?/"
"…I found out about his habit of talking about out people…" Sena narrowed his eyes at the photo covered walls, across the table.
"/Oh… you mean calling them-/"
"Yeah, and not only that, but putting them down even when he don't know shit about them!" Sena slammed his fist into the table.
"Sena, watch your language…" his mother warned as she sat back down to finish breakfast, but spotted the clock and shouted,
"Oh shit! I'm late!" she shouted, rushing about trying to find her briefcase, which was on the sofa where Sena kept it for her, her keys, which Sena had placed on the shoe cupboard next to the phone, and her shoes, which Sena had set out for her.
"Watch my language, watch yours mother" Sena grinned.
"Don't talk back to me young man, or I'll place you in a holding cell for a week, like last time…" she smirked.
"…You're evil…" Sena uttered 'And ya wouldn't last a day without me, so technically you're punishing yourself…' Sena smirked.
"I know…" his mother smiled softly, as though his mother read his mind. ("It's that women intuition thing, I just know it!" –Sena)
"Love you too sweetie, mwa, bye~" she kissed him, grabbed her keys while slipping into her shoes, and rushed out the door with her briefcase in hand. But she popped back in "Oh, make sure to eat your entire breakfast; the doctor said you're anemic" and rushed off once more.
"Eh…" Sena rubbed the spot on his forehead his mother's drool contaminated, "Am not…"
"/Sena- Sena…? Are you still there…?/"
"Ah, sorry Unsui-san… yeah, I'm still here" Sena started to clear the table as he pinned the phone to his shoulder and carried the plates over to the kitchen. (KH: He's gonna regret it later…)
"Sena… could you just talk it out with him… he's-"
"No, I don't wanna to talk to him, not until he takes back everythin' he said about Sensei-san and Idol-san!"
"?"
"I meant Takami-san and Sakuraba-san"
"Oujou Takami?"
"Yeah, and Sakuraba's from Oujou too…"
"Uh well-" suddenly the phone sounded like it was going over sandpaper and then his voice suddenly popped up.
"/PIXIE!/" Agon bellowed, apparently he snatched the phone from his Nii-chan… or what Agon like to call him, Unko-chan (poop or little poop, Japan doesn't really have bad words…)
"…" Sena held the phone an arm's length away, as if it were something distasteful.
"/I fuckin' know you're there, fricken answer me!/"
"…" Sena slowly reached for the end button on the phone, but Agon shouted,
"/Don't turn the phone off or there will be hell to pay!/" Sena knew Agon was capable in pulling through any of his threats.
"…What…?"
"…" Apparently he didn't expect Sena to answer him. (KH: *Falls over*).
"Look, I'm in a hurry… I gotta get to school, so b-"
"/Meet me at the waterfall, I want to talk face to face/"
"…Sorry, but… I don't go to Shinryuji…" Sena stated flatly and pulled the phone away from his ear as he plugged his left ear with his left hand.
"/WHAT! ? WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO!/"
"…None of your bee-wax, bye Agony~" Sena said quickly all the while using the nickname he presented Agon one fine day… let's just say that day Sena ended up in the hospital with a concussion… Sena then promptly turned the phone off.
(If you listen closely you can hear it… *listens for sound in the distance* "FUUUUUCK!"… That was louder than expected…)
Sena knew he had about 15 minutes to get as far away from his house as possible… if not, he would encounter a very pissed off Jamaican-wanna-be. (Another insult Sena tacked on to Agon, which got him tossed ten feet in the air, but Sena has the reflex of a cat, therefore he landed on his feet.)
Sena grabbed some clothes out of his clothes, making sure he got a shirt, a jacket, and pants, he put on some socks and grabbed his keys, slipping into his shoes, and tightening the shoelaces he rushed out the door, locked it and sped off.
In a public restroom
("What hell you lookin' at!"- Sena *promptly slams bathroom stall door close in my face* KH: Darn… *puts camera away*)
10 minutes later… at Deimon High
There was a crowd of teenagers loiter about on the open pathway that were lined with Sakura trees. Most of them were in winter wear, all except the small brunette who was clothed in a black tank top with a leather jacket and baggy black jeans, his body adorned with silver (since they were attached to the pants and jacket) matching his piercings.
"Hm… Where was that posting board again" Sena muttered as he tried to remember what the principal had said, though his thoughts were interrupted by a gasp and someone tried to grab him from the back, but Sena had already turn when he heard the gasp, so he just took a back step.
"Ah, it's you, Sena-kun" the girl from before stated.
"Ah, hey, uh, I don't know your name" Sena said smiling as he fingered his hand through his hair in one swift movement.
"Anezaki, Mamori"
'Mamori huh, meaning to protect. It suits her' Sena mused as he smirked absent mindedly.
"What are ya doing here?" Sena asked as he broke from his thoughts to see the girl eyeing his clothing choice.
"Oh, I'm in the Honor society, so I'm here to help students find their way around, all the while getting acquainted with the school"
"Hey that's cool, uh, I kinda need help finding the score boards…" he scratched his neck sheepishly, while looking around.
"I'll show you then. Its right over there, see where that crowd of students is" she points to the crowd of people standing in front of two bulletins…
"Ah… how'd I miss that?" Sena blinks and arched an eyebrow.
"Hehehe, it's fine, we all have those days" Mamori giggled, covering her mouth with her right hand.
"Heh, yeah…" 'But I bet people don't have days where they're avoidin' their friend cause he'd drag them to a prestigious academy…' he followed her as she signaled him to.
"What's your admission number?" she asked him knocking him back into reality.
"Huh?" he turns to her "oh" he nods "uh…" he searches his pants pocket, finding the thing, he pulls it out "2- Ah!"
"What's wrong?" she asked leaning in.
"Card cut…" he showing his index finger, the cut ran from the middle of the index finger down to the palm of his hand, blood was dripping down his palm to his wrist. Apparently as he was pulling it out, the blasted piece of plastic wanted to be difficult and get caught in the corner of his pocket and as he yanked the thing, it slit right into his finger…
"Oh my god…" Mamori eyed the finger, grabbing it "wait, I have-" she quickly turned to her non-existent bag "Darn it! I forgot my bag today, hold on!" she gestured, as though he might just fly into space anytime soon, and then prompted on rushing off somewhere…
"Okay…" watches her run, 'it's not like I'm gonna die…' he rolled his eyes then looks down at bloody card '…hm, I'm gettin' the feelin' that somethin' bad's gonna happen though…'
"I might as well check to see if I got in or not…" 'Though Sensei-san said everyone would…'
Looking up at the bulletin board, "Oh, would ya look at that, I got in" 'What a big surprise…' shivers 'whoa, maybe mom was right… I am anemic…'
He took out a red tartan handkerchief 'Good thing this thing's red…' he was about to tie it around his hand when he suddenly he turned around and back stepped in a flash he nearly came face to face with a red jersey, but now he stood before the man who tried to sneak up on.
Sena was leaning forward slightly, he was glowering darkly at the man… his forgotten handkerchief slipped out of his grasp.
"Ah…" he was taken back for a moment, enough for the man to come to his own senses; it seemed the blonde was surprised by Sena's action.
'This brats fast…' but was broken from his thoughts when Sena suddenly rushed after his handkerchief, actually rushing ahead of it.
Sena came to the wall dividing the school from the outside world, and he kicked it and flipped backwards, while in mid-flip grabbing the red cloth that was flying underneath him and landed on one knee. Standing up, he quickly wrapped the cloth around his hand, tied it once, then twice and used his teeth to secure the knot.
"H-Hiruma… d-did you see that?" the bigger of the two asked incredulously, as did everyone else in the crowd
"Che… show off" the blonde spat, but couldn't help grinning.
"Ah, Sena-kun, there you are" Mamori came running over, missing the stunt completely. Everyone was still crowded around him, and she was trying to get through,
"Excuse me, excuse me, hey, watch where you touch!" Mamori pushed her way through.
"Here let me… Sena-kun, please take that off, I need to clean your wound"
'But I just got it on!' Sena mentally whined but his facial expression didn't give that away at all.
"Please" her blue eyes begged him.
"Fine…" he sighed, he was about to take it off when the blonde from before stepped up to them,
"You're joining the football team!" he grinned down at the boy, not asking, no, he was a demand.
'Hm… demanding type… doesn't take no for an answer, kinda like…' Sena lowered his eyes to the ground for a moment, then lift it back up with a smile on his face 'Heh, this should be fun' "I'm sorry, but I don't speak Japanese"
"You're joining the football team" the blonde repeated, but with an accent.
"Lo siento, pero no hablo ingles" Sena replied in Spanish while smirking at the now glowering blonde.
"…" the tension continued on, people started to back away very slowly, Mamori quickly tied the bandage for Sena's hand and also stepped back.
The blonde open his mouth to speak but Sena beat him to it,
"Look, I'm not gonna keep talkin' in other languages, cause I only know a lil Spanish, pretty decent with the Japanese, and English is my second language, but other than that, I don't frickin' know… so let's stop here, senpai" Sena stated and started to walk away. 'I would've join, love football an all… but…Agon's on a football team. Heh, what are the odds…' Sena rolled his eyes as he walked.
"You're joining, whether you want to or not…" the blonde took out an automatic, Sena turned to the see the glint of the weapon.
"That's illegal…" Sena stated not even fully turning around, not even caring that it was aimed at his head, "And if I'm shot, I'll be in the hospital, not on the field…" Sena turned, to give Hiruma a bored look, "but lastly, get it through your thick skull when I friggin say" in a flash Sena was in front of his senpai, "HELL NO!" Sena's eyes became wild as he glared into the blondes face.
Hiruma had barely time to react, when Sena was already out the school gates, but this wasn't going to be the last time Hiruma tries to force Sena to join…much to Sena's dismay ("Gawd, he's like a stalker!"-Sena rants, Everywhere Sena goes... he's there watching, and demanding... everywhere!) and Sena will regret the day he decided to go to Deimon… ("I already have baka!"- Sena)
TBC…
KH: Sorry, I'm really busy this week… if you don't like it, I'm so sorry… if you do, please review!