A/N: THIS is an AU. And once again, I'm switching chapters from the original because I found my old notes and my inspirations came back. Something will change, and others things may not. I hope this story makes more sense and is better to read now. :3
Warnings: Heavily hinted yaoi, bad jokes, monkeys, hiruma, Agon, character death, cursing, violence, fighting, gore, ect.
Disclaimer: I only own my ocs I made in the story. I'm sorry if you don't like ocs. I had to put them in. I don't own Eyeshield 21 or the songs.
A/N2: Choice of pairing? Choice of character death?
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-Prince-
"Kazuki Juumonji…? Shun Kakei…? Patrick Spencer…?" Sena's head titled to the right as he stared at the roomplate, names and numbers. Deep in his heart, he hoped he wouldn't be bullied. Badly.
A slow sigh to calm himself down and he moved to open the door.
His eyes immediately found a man in front of him.
"Are you Sena?" he asked with a happy smile and Sena barely noded, "I'm Patrick, just call me Panther, I'm one of your roommates! The other two hasn't been in here yet." He reached out a hand and in a trance, Sena took it.
He took the time to gaze around the room when Panther took a step back, and back to the bottom right bunk-bed in the room. A wardrobe was on his left side, tall and large, and there were bags on the floor and bed.
The wooden floor was cold on Sena's feet when he took his shoes off to step into the room. His eyes followed the window lined up across the door and marveled at the pink Sakura flower walls on a black wallpaper. School color and symbols.
Sena tried not to give too much and threw his things onto the top bunk-bed on the left side of the room.
His bag, two bags really, because he didn't really have much to bring. In one bag was everything school, textbooks, notebooks, pencils, pens, erasers, everything. In the other was everything else, like toiletries and street clothes (because every person had their uniform here for them. In their wardrobe. Sena should go check that out too.)
A photo fell out of a worn notebook of his and he quickly went to hide it. It was a family photo that was to serve as a reminder for him now.
His hands began to fiddle with his pendent, a gift from his late mother. It was a circular turquoise gem, with a white wing on one side and a black wing on the other.
A memory dared to step into his mind.
"Sena…Take this…" A young Kobayakawa Sena stared at the pendent in his hands.
Soft words of protection escaped his mother, and Sena looked up as she repeated herself once more.
"This will protect you." She told me with a motherly smile and Sena held the turquoise pendant with one white wing and one black wing. He didn't comment that it was heavy.
It was every bit of beauty that his mother had been.
"Sena, NEVER EVER TAKE IT OFF." She said sternly, but distracted by the pretty.
After a moment, he realized that he should thank his mother because it was beautiful.
But, no matter how hard he tried to look for her, he never found her.
Sena winced at the memory, shaking my head as if to forget it, it kept playing. Over and over again, like a sick joke running on loop in his head.
"Would everyone gather in cafeteria 3?" the intercom went off, finally breaking the loop and Sena sighed in relief.
"Do you want to go together?" Panther asked and when Sena nodded he said, "Great! Where's cafeteria 3?"
"…If we follow where everyone is, won't we find it?" Sena suggested instead, remembering that Panther was just as new as he was.
"...So… are you new here? Because I do know where it is." He said as he opened the door.
There wasn't a lot of people, Sena noted but there was enough people to lead them in the right direction. Sena followed closely behing his roomate before finally making out through the hallway, and to the presumed cafeteria.
The cafeteria size made Sena stop in awe; it was three times as big as my old school's cafeteria.
"SENA!" Sena's head and eyes snapped to the person calling me over, it was Riku, who saved me a seat.
"Panther, why don't you sit with us?" Sena said to the taller male, who looked surprised, but grinned back, moving to follow the male instead."Riku, this is Panther, Panther, this is Riku," he tried to introduce, inwardly wincing when it came a lot more awkward thna he had hoped.
"Nice to meet you." Riku said, and Sena breathed a sigh of relieve when Panther smiled back at the male, they seemed to get along for now.
"Now we'll announced who's in who's group, we are going by groups and last names, and if need be, fist name. Come up and receive your uniform and emblem. Also, you will get a piece of jewelry, you must wear it. Now." An old man standing on one of the tables said.
Sena assumed that he was the principal. He definitely looked older and more experienced than the other members of the faculty, or the people he thought was supposed to be the faculty.
"If we don't call you, you have to retake the test." Sena flinched at that.
"Now then, it the wind group, Riku," My friend stood up and went to go get the uniform and the 'emblem'. Sena watched happily and mentally cheered him on.
Riku returned wearing a ring, gold with green swirls. The 'principal' continued.
" Raimon…Monta." This odd monkey looking guy stood up and walked over.
He noticed that it was silence, no applause, no grinning faces, nothing. Sena didn't really understand why.
There was a lot of weird guys here, he also noted.
"We shall continue with the Earth group." Riku stared in disbelief.
"Why aren't you in the wind group?" He whispered out.
"I don't know," Sena replied honestly, apart of him crumbling at the thought that he wouldn't be apart of Riku's group.
(Or, he could have failed. That would make sense too.)
"Gaou." A monster of a man with a bloodthirsty grin walked up there. Sena felt himself shrink down a little more.
He received a bracelet with rock dangling off the edge. "Juumonji." A white-haired boy walked up there, he had a scar on his left cheek. A part of Sena wondered where he had heard the name before.
His mind drifted off again.
"CRACK!" There goes the whip.
"CRACK!" At least this time, it's on my back so there is no visible swing.
"Leave."
And Sena ran. He ran as fast as he could to hide.
The scars grow, in number and maybe size, and the shower was hot. It burned as much as it bled and Sena wondered.
(This dosen't hurt, not anymore.)
"Sena."
Kobayakawa Sena's head snapped up when he realized that it was his name called up and he stood up rigidly.
What did he miss?
He nearly stumbled up, and he could just feel the glares came over to him. Was he going to get bullied again? What did he do wrong now?
The necklace was given to him. Warm, for some odd reason. This time, it was a gold chain, but the thing it was holding was yellow, and had a fire in it.
"Sena…" Riku and everyone was staring at him, like he had grown another head and it personally unnerved him about it all, "You…You're in the fire group?
"Eh?" Sena was, if anything, confused. He was in the fire group? Weren't they just talking about the Earth group a moment ago?
"Alright then, Wind, your meeting area is in the auditorium 2, Earth, your meeting area is in the gym, Water, meet at the pool, and Fire, stay here. You are dismissed." And then, the old guy left.
Quietly, Sena wondered what had happened. He assumed that he was sorted into the Fire group, since that was what Riku had said but...
Why was that such a bad thing.
A pat on his back and both Panther and Riku left, and Sena quickly kicked himself for not asking where Panther went.
And little by little, as people left, some throwing him some looks and others staying silent, Sena noticed that he was alone.
(But if he's alone, then he won't hurt others.)
Then the doors opened.
Sena straightened at the sight of a devil walking into the large area.
"Hiruma-san!" the brunette gasped out in exasperation and relief.
"Oh? So, the fucking midget is in Fire group?" the blonde, elf eared, and blood thirsty smirk came to Sena and Sena couldn't imagine anything better. "When they said that there would be another person in group fire, you were the last person I was expecting," he announced, clearly amused.
"Aahhh?" Two more people entered the room as well, one of them had a dark tan, dreadlocks and was wearing sunglasses. The other looked like a monk, and Sena carefully noted that they were wearing the fire uniform.
He wondered if they were second years or third.
"Agon, be nice to the new one." The monk-like person scolded Agon. Then, he turned to Sena, and nodded at the male. Keeping a straight face, he said, "Hey there. Excuse my younger brother, I'm Unsui and he's Agon."
"Er…Nice to meet you, I'm Kobayakawa Sena…" Sena said, giving a proper bow of respect to them.
Kobayakawa Sena noticed that Agon was wearing the basic same uniform, which looks like the summer one, it was a short sleeve with short pants. The pants black with the words "SAKURA" on it and the t-shirt was read with a black outline of a Sakura flower.
For some odd reason, it suited him.
Hiruma and Unsui, on the other hand, was wearing a red shirt with pink sleeves, and long black pants that said "SAKURA" on the bottom part with red pockets.
Sena stared at what he was wearing, the bright red long-sleeve shirt with a dark long pants. He wondered if he was going to get a change of clothes soon.
Then came the awkward silence of standing around.
The brunette could just feel the intimidating aura rise from them Agon and Hiruma, but a steady, serene aura from Unsui.
"Hey, Unko-chan." Agon, without taking his eyes off from Hiruma, called for his twin brother, "When was the last time the principal-trash had a person for fire?" he asked, a crazed grin forming on his face.
"Do the dead count?" Unsui replied, looking at Agon.
"No."
"Then…This is the first one since we came with 26 others, and there was only one person in the group when we were here last year. He moved on and left the world. Didn't he?" Unsui asked and Sena felt the shudder run down his spine.
He wasn't liking this at all.
"Stop scaring the fucking chibi." Sena turned to Hiruma in mild horrification. Why was he the chibi? "Besides, he's mine," Hiruma said, quite contently.
"For now." Agon growled, back and Sena bit back a whimper.
He didn't want to belong to anyone.
Then, Unsui came over to the brunette, a welcome and pleasant surprise for him.
"So, lets leave them alone and tell me," he said in a soft voice, and Sena unconsciously moved closer to Unsui. "What kind of magic do you have?" he asked.
"Me?" Sena blinked a little and then gave a sheepish smile, "Holy magic."
Unsui stared at at the male in disbelief, and Agon snapped his attention at the smaller brunette with a raised eyebrow, and Hiruma…had a scarier, wider, grin.
Then, like a single unit, Agon and Hiruma came closer to Sena. They both grabbed each of his arm, and Sena squeaked.
Oh no. Oh no no no no. This was not looking good for him. Sena could just feel the tears beginning to try and flood his eyes, but he can't let it happen. No.
"Trash like you can't take proper care of my chibi." Agon growled, yanking Sena closer to him, but Hiruma still had a nice grip on Sena's arm.
Vaguely, he wondered if he'll get out alive. And safe. With his arms intact. And not broken.
"Stupid fucking dreadlocks." Hiruma commented, tugging Sena away from Dreads, "since when was fucking chibi yours? Not one fucking person with a fucking coherent mind would let you take care of him. In other words, he's mine." Hiruma said, grinning and gripping.
Sena looked to Unsui for help.
"…Help me," the whisper came and Unsui seemed to stop his trance and really looked at Sena.
"You…could be the prince."
Brown eyes widened, no way. There was no possible way that he could even dream about being someone as amazing (or so he heard) like the Prince.
"It is said that the Prince is the only person able to use holy and black magic," Unsui said, watching the confusion in Sena's face and vaguely noting the lack of fighting between Agon and Hiruma.
Sena's look of pure terror didn't really change Unsui.
"You are the only person that has been known to do holy magic," he said, and then found Sena's eyes and sighed. "Don't worry," he said as assuring as he could, "No matter what happens, I will protect you," he promised.
Well, what else could he say? He had nothing next to anything.
"I hope that I don't mess up." I mumbled and Unsui laughed.
"Don't worry, we're not sure if you really are the prince, you know, it could be someone else." Unsui said, but the hope in his eyes didn't fade. "They say, that our leader will fall from the heavens during a battle, white wings mean he's on our side, and black wings meaning to be on the others side," he explained slowly.
Sena watched with some form of fascination as a flash of a black feather appearing in front of him all those years ago.
"If we win, the prince would die, and become the 'forgotten hero' or he'll continue living, saving each of us once more. And it's said that everyone has met the prince in one time or another and when we see him, we'll need to protect him and repay our debt, be it in this life or the previous or the next."
Sena wondered about all of that. He wondered if some of it was fake
"The Prince has met us all, but wouldn't have forgotten the fact that he was the Prince." Unsui said, his eyes glittering with a small smile, "The Prince…has saved my brother, and me. I'm in debt to him. I'll follow him wherever he goes, and I'll make sure he sees…our justice."
Sena stared at the male in wonder.
"I wonder still if he remembers me…If he helped and saved all those people, and then he lost his memory, I hear, and remembers nothing until he is awakened as Prince." Unsui said.
"Unsui, what would you do if he isn't what you expect or he was on the other side?" Sena asked, then he flinched at the thought that he was speaking way out of turn.
Instead, the older member explained it, completely and thoroughly.
"I…I know that he didn't change, it's was his nature, and…There is no possible way that someone as kind as him could be on the other's side. He told me what kind of justice he believed in, but. Should he change, I might follow him. He's…my angel. Ironic, isn't it?"
Sena stared at Unsui.
"I…guess so…" Sena said, a small smile on my lips.
Prince must be amazing, he thought. Way better than he could ever dream to be. There was no way that Sena could be like that. Like a perfect person. He's really lucky.
Right?