Title: Who's the Fool?
Theme: HiruSena for April fool's Day 2009
Author: Tania Dick
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't have the privilege of owning Eyeshield 21 (that honour belongs to the respective owners). I have simply *cough* borrowed* the players for the purpose of setting them in unreal situations.....
- Italics - = thoughts
[[words]] = Author's comments
Wasn't sure about this current chapter title...but it looks like it works :3
minor edit: forgot a sentance or two
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Chapter 7 = Tenderness
Guiding the still dazed runningback, Hiruma led the way from the theatre and the commotion that they had left there. It had been annoying; gunshots, while satisfying had an unreasonable fault in that they attracted nosy people that didn't know when to mind their own business. After making his weapon mysteriously disappear, he'd tilted the head of his petite date only to find the fucking chibi's eyes glazed in shock. When he'd begun to guide the brat away, all the nosy pratts had decided to get in his way. Hiruma had seriously debated blackmailing any police officials that arrived at the scene just so that he could have the pleasure of removing the annoying ants that were insisting in getting in his way...
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Luckily one of the so called 'ants' - the theatre owner - who stormed over to raise hell; paused and began 'licking his boots' once his dull mind registered exactly WHO he was about to scold. (Hiruma would have found it deliciously funny if he hadn't been concerned by the quiet boy attached to his side.) The wise man had organised theatre security to escort them to the door - which meant that Hiruma probably had to return one on the blackmail items he had on the man.
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Outside Sena hadn't improved, still walking like a zombie not even responding to a hand waved in front of his face. Which made Hiruma a tad concerned (not that he'd ever admit it). When they came to a bus stop, he carefully sat the smaller boy down before making a gentle assessment of the boy's wrists. The skin was already darkening from deep bruises and Hiruma was willing to bet that it was more than likely that the brat would have trouble moving his hands in the morning. A quick cursory check ensured that there were no other areas of potential injury - which was good as Hiruma didn't fancy the argument it was likely to take to get the doctor to open shop at this hour. Gently, tenderly he cupped the brunette's cheek and pondered...
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Hiruma still couldn't believe his luck - bad moment's aside - the night had actually been rather pleasant, contrary to what he'd expected. He'd never asked the fucking chibi out since it was guaranteed 100% that the little shit wouldn't have taken him seriously and would have been wondering what evil deeds he had planned for the new captain (which was more than likely anyway).
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His thoughts lingered over the confusing emotions that he'd had to shelve to the side in order to remain calm and focused on the task at hand. He certainly didn't remember having been worried over the runningback's health outside of the field before. Still...the brunette was 'His Property' and Hiruma had had odd misgivings over relinquishing that hold over 'his golden legs'; even with the fucking manager nagging at him to lay off and let the club develop on their own strengths.
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The bitch may have been an overprotective nuisance, but she wasn't stupid and she was well aware when it was hopeless to discourage a person whose mind had been made. Sena had been an anomaly in that the little shit was far too contentious and wouldn't have dreamed of defying his precious 'nee-chan' in case he hurt her feelings and she'd therefore failed to recognise the potential of a man within his slight frame. Hiruma in his calmer, more kindly moments couldn't fault her - if he hadn't been the one to have shoved the brat into the uniform, he'd have probably had a hard time believing that the short, highly strung doormat was the same quietly determined Eyeshield 21. Still sometimes kindness killed and the fucking manager, whilst good intentioned had been well on the way to creating a wet-behind-the-ears coward with no hope of ever finding his own feet to stand on.
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He wasn't sure when he'd begun to see the smaller boy as something other than a useful tool to achieving his means. But the fucking chibi's determination was something to admire once it was guided to a more productive path - namely Hiruma's football team. Granted; having the kid jump every time he barked out orders certainly indulged his ego. "Heh" Hiruma scoffed, in some ways Hiruma was just a bad a bully as Koda had been; only he did it with far more style and subtlety. After all strength wasn't only just power of the body. There was also that of the mind which since Hiruma lacked the former, ensured that he exploited all aspects of the latter. Hiruma liked to see himself as some sort of general who directed his pieces over the chessboard and flattening all contenders. If you lacked personal strength then you simply gathered followers to provide that strength for you...
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Hiruma gently brushed a thumb against the soft lips of the petite brunette. In repose the boy looked like he should have been in grade school - not his 2nd year of High school. Looking at the chibi's lips, Hiruma reflected that he'd walk in on the situation at just the right time. It hadn't looked like anything too serious had begun but after the fucking pipsqueak's slip of the tongue, he wasn't about to let anyone else steal His Runningback's first kiss...or any of his other 'firsts' for that matter.
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Hiruma had known he was bisexual from pretty much the beginning of puberty - not that he cared what anyone else might have thought. Aside from the football, he'd been ignoring the little shit's presence even though it made him ache with lust. As luck had to have it, whilst any good looking female would suffice for that particular yearning; when it came to the male gender Hiruma had discovered that he liked 'little mice' and the like. Like a toothache, the fact that his runningback fit the exact profile of his male tastes had gnawed away at his conscience.
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He'd found himself snapping at the boy as his lusts had grown, especially as the Christmas Bowl approached. Back then, he wasn't about to complicate their losses by giving in to his lusts (or risk the fact that the chibi probably wouldn't have recovered in time to walk let alone run). Driving him away by being a bastard (which was keeping in his character) had been the easiest way to ensure the boy's protection from the Quarterback himself.
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Once they had proven themselves and won the tournament, Hiruma had relaxed a bit, only to find himself waking from wet dreams that largely featured those soft amber brown eyes...and a few activities that the runningback; chaste as he was, definitely would not have participated in, not in reality. Thankfully, the trials of the Japan America X-Games had been enough of a distraction that he'd simply gained what enjoyment and pleasure he could from the dream chibi since it was unlikely that he'd be able to partake of the real one without completely shattering the tentative trust he'd managed to build through comradeship as team captain/coach/trainer/manager or whichever role Hiruma chose to remain in contact with the team he had created and therefore the lithe runningback.
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Those barriers were gone now; after all, the fucking chibi while nervous wasn't avoiding him in this situation and once he'd calmed the brunette down the chibi started displaying signs that he wasn't adverse to the blonde's presence. Aside from the fucking cheerleader, there hadn't been any females that had seemed to spark the high schooler's interest - He'd checked. Which argued the fucking shrimp might even have homosexual tendencies; he probably just didn't' realise or understand those peaks of lust that drove the body of a young hormonal teenager - and Hiruma was more than ready to assist with 'explaining things' to the boy (complete with physical demonstrations, of course!). Leaning forward Hiruma grinned and edged closer, seeking to claim the petite brunette's soft lips...
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"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
The first thing Sena's groggy mind and bleary eyes registered were teeth. Large Sharp Pointed Teeth! - Gleaming in the pale light. He screamed, jumping in startlement and backing away from whatever creature was coming to eat him...
Flailing, his arms came in contact with the hard back and arm rest of the bench he was sitting on. Wincing, Sena came awake and looked about in alarm - Wha...wha wha wha what?! -
He was still groggy and the events from before he'd blacked out were hazy.
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Dimly he registered his surroundings: the night sky above him with its crescent moon and stars, shops and building next to him with an odd cue-de-sac of treed park area as shade for the bus stop bench he was sitting on.
There was a hunch up figure on the bench next him only a few spaces away from where his feet were propped up on. Sena blinked "H-Hiruma?" The blonde was hunched over his knees with his head in his hands...he looked...was he crying?
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The blonde turned to face Sena, his eyebrows knitted together in one of the pissiest looks he'd ever received from the demon. The Blonde glared at the runningback, pointed ears still plugged with his index fingers and his elbows sticking out at 90 degrees "God Dammit Fucking Pipsqueak, Did you HAVE to shriek like a Fucking Girl?!!" he snarled.
"G-go-gomen Na-s-sai!" Sena sweatdropped
The young blonde demon sighed, closing his eyes as he faced the front, unplugging and rubbing his ears. He looked like he was warring within himself.
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"Its fine" he finally said with another sigh, rubbing his forehead before leaning back and draping his arms on the bench back, looking up at the sky.
An uncomfortable silence existed for a moment then Sena forced himself to ask the question "A-anooo Hi-Hiruma-sa...I'm mean Hiruma-ku-kun but...what...happened?"
"You don't remember?" Hiruma asked the sky.
"Eto..."Sena shook his head, reassembling himself on the bench with his feet tucked away under the bench and his hands gripping the edge of his shirt hem in apprehension. He risked another look at the out of character demon sitting next to him; however this brought the distant cinema lights of the theatre into his line of sight just past the shadowed profile of his fellow high schooler.
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Memories came flashing back - images of the movie, the taxi man, the previously forgotten Koda-kun and the memory of running into the niche within Hiruma's protective circle and the warmth & safety emanating from that person's being.
"...Looks like you do remember"
Sena focused on the immobile blonde now aware of the green glints showing in the moonlight as the demon watched the younger boy range from pale white to a slowly darkening red flush from the corner of his narrowed eyes.
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"W-wahhhhhhh! G-gomen nasai!!!" Sena said hurriedly, getting up and bowing to the blonde "I I I didn't mean to incon-convenience you!"
A sardonically raised eyebrow contemplated the bowing young man before him "...it's fine" he said with another sigh.
Sena found himself gently pulled in mid bow till he was nestled by Hiruma's side once again, the demon's long arm draped around his shoulders. "Eh?" Sena shivered nervously, but to his credit didn't struggle away from the blonde, still somewhat confused by the demon's odd behaviour.
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Hiruma pointedly ignored the nervousness of the younger boy beside him. After giving him a few moment to settle down and relax at his side Hiruma raised the topic "So...did you decide on what you'd like to have for dinner tonight?" it was nearly 9pm.
Looking up Sena still saw the blonde watching the sky. Leaning back on the arm draped around his shoulders, Sena also contemplated the night sky as he pondered his own thoughts. The events with the bully from his past had been draining and Sena was more than ready to just be finished so that he could go home and sleep, but Hiruma looked (if that was the word) like he was enjoying the date and Sena...in all honesty, Sena wasn't about to ruin that for him. Not when he'd gone to the trouble of taking him out and watching the movie with him...
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With a start Sena remembered that this 'date' was just a hoax for the purpose of catching Hiruma for the April fool's the next day. Guiltily Sena wondered if it was really alright to do this to Hiruma, even though he probably had something much worse planned for his fellow students at school and then was struck with confusion as he dimly realised that he was quite comfortable 'dating' Hiruma. Maybe it had to do with Hiruma saving him from Koda, but then he'd done quite a lot for Sena - amefuto, Eyeshield 21, etc - even though Sena probably hadn't wanted too at first, but in spite of the fear and the pain; the previous year had held some of the best memories that Sena had ever had. He'd made lots of new friends and was no longer as scared of everything as he had been. So he had a lot to be thankful for in regards to the quarterback. Somehow, as that realisation made itself known; Sena was suddenly unsure if it was really fair to play with the blonde's heart (if he had one, that is).
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Watching the night clouds cross the sky, Hiruma continued to ignore the brunette at his side even though his shoulders almost ached in sympathy from the tenseness of the lithe body beside him. Hiruma was in a quandary, he usually hated it when his dates in the past had made him wait for an answer...but with Sena he couldn't bring himself to snap at the boy. The arm wrapped around the fucking pipsqueak's shoulder lightly began to stroke the petite brunette's shoulder with a gentle thumb in an effort to calm and relax the boy. The kid might just break, especially after the fiasco at the cinema and Hiruma wasn't too sure if he wanted to deal with a bawling brat (he wasn't even sure if he knew how to handle a situation like that - that was the fucking manager's thing). Still...Hiruma pondered his own odd behaviour. He was being a lot more patient than he usually was with his dates (both male and female). Then again, this was his Star Player, his Ace in the Deck, the Deimon Devil Bat's 'Golden Legs' and His Runningback. After all, the fucking chibi had practically made his dreams come true (the amefuto ones at least).
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Sena was so engrossed in his internal debate on the ethics of behind this date that it took a moment before he realised that Hiruma was speaking to him "...ision for dinner? Because I was hoping to snag a few hours at a nightclub before calling it a night"
"Eh?"
Hiruma finally turned his face from the stars to face the smaller boy "I said...did you make a decision for what you wanted for dinner? I did want to go to a nightclub before we turned back. The restaurants around here will be closing soon and I wouldn't advise the crap they serve at the nightclubs as decent."
A guilty flush spread across Sena's face "Ah well...um...yu-you do know I've to be home by te-ten to-tonight?"
"Your fucking mother knows you're out on a date doesn't she?" Sena nodded.
Hiruma shrugged expressively "Since when has a guy EVER come home on time from a date? She probably expects you to stay out late."
Sena winced - that's probably true...only problem is, I don't think Mamori-neechan or Suzuna-chan told her I was going to be with a GUY...did they? -
"So what's the problem?" the blonde insisted.
"Eto..ah..well...I've never really been to a nightclub so I don't think I'd be comfortable there...." Sena's reply faded to a whisper under those sharp green eyes.
"All the more reason to go to one...but let's worry about that later - we've still to sort out dinner so hurry up and choose what sort of food you were after, 'cos I'm starved!"
"Ah! Gomen nasai" Sena hurriedly apologised, holding his hands up placatingly as he looked up at the taller boy "I haven't re-really thought about it. Food wasn't exactly the top most thing on my mind." Sena's stomach decided to announce itself with a choice growl. Sena sweatdropped
"Um....ahahaha...well, my folks don't really go out that much so anywhere you choose should be fine...really!"
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And I'll think I'll leave it here till the next chapter ^w^
It's a chapter of FLUFF! (I think lolz)