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Warning: Hiruma/Agon… Is there anything else?

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"So, they really aren't the successors of the 'Golden Age'." Some of the scouts whispered. "Well, maybe number 21, if he came out before, they might have had a chance. Instead, I don't know what that coach was thinking. Sending out a player like that at the end of the game."

"I know. Maybe it was their emergency or secret weapon." The other replied.

"Well then, the coach should have known better and should have sent him out during half-time." They continued muttering until Torakichi couldn't stand it.

"Just you wait Shinryuuji-shit!" He yelled and Sena sweat-dropped. "Sakuraba is still injured, but Oujou will bring you down into the trash in the fall! Enjoy victory while you still can!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Agon looked over, he looked pissed. He grabbed a football and charged it at Torakichi's legs. He smirked and proceeded to walk away with the rest of his team.

The ball was a bullet, if not, faster as it cut the air and was charging at him... more like his legs...

There were three people that tried to save Torakichi and all three succeeded. The first two caught the ball, Raimon Taro, famously known as Monta, the wide receiver at Deimon, who caught the ball above his head. The second was Sakuraba, who caught the ball at the middle of his chest. And the two stared at each other, confuzzled and then looked back to check on Torakichi. He wasn't there, in fact, he was with Sena, the third person that saved him, and they moved him out of the way, far, far away...

"MUKYA!" The monkey receiver yelled at Shinryuuji, "Don't leave like that! Apologize!" He yelled after the shadows of the Shinryuuji players. Not even flinching when his teammates were down next to him.

"To be the number one receiver, you have to defeat Ikkyuu." Deimon's quarterback, Hiruma Youichi stated. Sakuraba was silent. "Afterall, Ikkyuu is the strongest receiver." He grinned.

"I'll defeat him! I'll be the strongest! Effort MAX!" He screamed and Sena felt himself laugh nervously when he saw the group of people.

I have to defeat Shin and such. I have to rise to the top…Sakuraba thought, "Torakichi. The boy looked up at his idol. "Oujou will win in the fall. It's a promise for me to defeat Ikkyuu, a promise that we will become stronger." He said determinedly. The entire Oujou team looked at him in surprise, and even though Shouji was surprised, he was very, very happy.

"Three monthes left until the fall game…"

"Hey check out our grade for this one." Kanzaki Shun, another receiver at Oujou tossed a magazine at Sena.

Sena fumbled with it and realized that is was the Monthly Football magazine. He skimmed through it and he found the grades. Takami leaned in closer to look at it. "Our run ran up from a D to a C! That's a major improvement." He said, quite surprised. "I guess we owe that one to Sena," Sena blushed and stuttered.

"Well… I-It was because of S-Shin-san helping me train…w…with Takami-san, and Sakuraba-san and everyone else…" He smiled.

"Hey, now. Don't be so modest. Everyone knows about your run, man. No need to hide it," most of the Oujou members laughed. And Sena blushed harder.

"B-But it's the truth," Sena half-way sobbed before Shin was in front of him.

"Sena-kun, would you like to go train?" he asked and Sena blinked at his role-model before nodded.

"S-sure!" he said as he followed the older man out to go on a jog. Riku is going to play against America… I should go cheer him on… he thought.

-July 20th-

Sena was lost, so he was wandering around. Around here… This door should lead me to… Sena walked in a locker room, there was no one there, not a single person in sight. He walked in, wondering where exactly he was.

"Fucking albino isn't here yet," he heard someone mutter and he turned around to see a tall person in a red football uniform that had the number '1' on it. He looked really familiar... He had spiky blonde hair and impossibly pointy ears. His emerald eye narrowed and then his mouth broke out into an all-out grin where he showed all of his teeth, they were sharp… Too sharp.

Sena gulped in fear, he remembered this man, his name was carved into his mind and his face too when he first met him. Hiruma Youichi. Sena squeaked and could've sworn he saw the devil himself when the blonde brought out a black notebook.

"Ke ke ke…" he crackled, sending a wave of shivers down Sena's spine, "Kobayakawa Sena, a student from Oujou High?" his grin grew again, "Goes works as a maid?" Hiruma started laughing, "Oh, this is priceless!" he said and then turned around, "I got to tell this to everyone!" he said and Sena stopped him by running at full speed in front of him.

Hiruma was first surprised and then Sena sent him a look of desperation, "I'll do what you want, just don't tell anyone!" he said and as soon as those words left his mouth, Sena clamped his mouth shut. Congratulations, you just made a deal with the devil… Sena inwardly sighed.

"Oh really?" Hiruma said and then laughed pushing Sena back in the locker rooms, made him wear a Deimon Devilbat uniform with a number '21' on it and a helmet with an Eyeshield.

"Eh? But I'm from," Sena turned around and Hiruma took a picture.

"I wonder what the Oujou people would say if they saw this picture…" Hiruma said with fake wonder and Sena's was mortified. "So, if you want me to keep my mouth shut, I suggest you play for the Devilbats for today until I say," he said, a grin too big for his liking.

Sena nodded and then put on the helmet. Sniffling, he followed Hiruma out onto the field, and, to his convenience, no one said anything, they just stared with this odd expression.

"Fucking Americans," he heard someone mumble. The small, frightened brunet was scared out of his wits as he stood in the huddle. "WE'LL FUCKING KILL THEM! YA-HA!"

As it turns out, Sena was going to start the game with a blitz, which also meant that he was playing both offense and defense, and Hiruma gave a quick one-throughout about the main things Sena had to know.

Sena, meanwhile, was as scared as hell.

As he ran with the full 4.2 speed he learned to keep from Shin, he was running, and was running, and why won't the line… HOLY SHIT!

The small Eyeshield 21 was thrown backwards onto his back as the NASA members threw a huge pass, "W-Woah…" Sena whispered in awe.

"Pass incomplete!"

"Using the blitz is really dangerous," number 80, Monta, right? Yeah, he was the guy that challenged Sakuraba! "We shouldn't use it so much," he said and Sena nodded.

"Alright, we're going to fucking increase the number on blitz," Hiruma stated as Monta's and Sena's jaw dropped.

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As the NASA members continued their set of offense, #55 had broken through the defense and managed to rab the opponent's quarterback, and then, Sena felt that shiver run down his spine. The chance was far from done.

"TOUCHDOWN! The Shuttle pass is complete!" Sena sighed, it was their offense now.

"SET! HUT! HUT!" the line broke under a couple of seconds as Hiruma threw the ball to the ground, incomplete.

"SET! HUT! HUT!" Hiruma screamed once more and passed the ball to Sena.

Sena gulped and chewed on his lip as he ran for his life, dodging as much as he could, he was soon flung to the sidelines, and into a dog's cage. Oh shi-! Sena was ready to panic when the dog, brown and scruff, it smelled something, and immediately went to the source of the smell.

It bit another member, #18, a balder and older member of the team, by his wrists, making the male drop the food, Sena gasped as the ball was taken from Deimon and given to the NASA.

"The blitz… Can I do it some more?" Sena asked in a slight daze, and number 77 smiled.

"Sure!"

"Yeah, when we're on fucking defense!" he growled.

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Alien's line was slightly broken, but good enough for Sena as he ran, his speed gradually getting faster.

And boy, did it scared the wits out of a lot of people? Yes it did!

There was only one thing that the small Eyeshield was after, the arm! No matter how strong the person is, as long as you grab their arms, they cannot throw! He thought to himself as he held on for dear-life. But after a moments time, the ball flew out of #5 on NASA's quarterback and Sena dove to get it.

"TOUCHDOWN! DEIMON'S METEOR 21 HAD MADE A TOUCHDOWN! Just who is that kid?"

"Well, I think it just might be Riku, but Riku has no need to hide an identity… and that Eyeshield-kun has yet to take off his helmet…" the end of the sentence died, but was heard and soon enough, there were many, many rumors going around and about.

Just then, a bitter shiver ran throughout Sena as he looked up, locking eyes with a black male. A panther-headband on his head, almost like a real panther...

"Dangerous MAX," Monta commented, "Good thing he's not playing…"

"Later on… He should play," Sena felt his eyes sparkling.

"Look, I know that you aren't Riku, but remember, if we lose, we have to leave Japan," Monta said, twitching and Sena gulped. But... My legs… they… They want to battle…

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"Blitz worked for a second time!"

Sena knew something was going on, and he knew it like how he knew that there were people glaring at him. It was imprinted in his bones. He gulped.

"Blue 27!"

"Set!" The entire Deimon members were stunned, what were they supposed to do like this?

"You two fuckers in the center! You're blitzing!" he called.

"That's… loud," Sena commented.

"No use!" Hiruma hissed back.

"HUT!" Homer, the NASA quarterback, paused. Where the hell am I supposed to pass? Like him, everyone else was surprised, when Deimon said that they were going to blitz, they didn't.

"DOWN!"

"Stupid YELLOW MONKEYS!" NASA's coach screamed in English.

"Alright, fucking monkey! Go blitz!"

"Ah ha ha! This is so scary!" Monta yelled, eyeing Hiruma closely.

"RED 36!" The coach, Apollo, called and while Homer was readying himself for a no-blitz…

Hey… why are there so many people coming after him?

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Sena was running once more, Even if I'm an outsider… I'm not going to soil Deimon's name! Sena thought as he ran, only to be side-tackled from this small guy, the small shit? Sena was puzzled, there were two males, one was an over-powering male in the line, and the recently found one, together, they were the Gonzales brothers. More like the shit brothers, but Sena knew better than to laugh at that.

Wait… When were their five seconds on the clock?

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As the entire group fell on the bench, resting during half-time, they began discussing various things.

"Alright, we're using the Sweeper Tactic," Hiruma growled as he brought out a borad, "Fucking 21, you can't break through the defense by yourself, right?"

"Yeah, the strength is way to different," the Eyeshield man said, and Jyuumonji narrowed his eyes, he could've sworn that he met him before…

"Alright, what we do is…" he grabbed a broom and put it onto his little platform, "We sweep out all the fucking trash!" he said happily.

"Who?" Juumonji questioned.

"Ke ke ke…" Hiruma's grin grew as he pointed a finger at the three, "You fucking linemen will!" he declared.

"Huh?"

"Huuuh?"

"HUUUUH?!?"

"All of you fuckers are going to protect him, so push everyone aside to let him through!" Hiruma yelled as they got back onto the field, "You protect Eyeshield well! If not, we won't fucking win! And we will leave Japan if you don't win! What will make the fucking difference from winning and losing is the moment the line will fucking prove that they are apart of the fucking team!" Hiruma cursed.

Juumonji paused as he stood on the field with Kuroki and Toganou.

"Eyeshield 21…San?" Sena tensed up and gulped as he turned around, just to see the back of a head and #51, Juumonji Kazuki, his former bully.

"Y-You don't have to—"

"You are strong," the ex-bully that used to make Sena his gopher, was he complimenting him? "We will make a hole in their defense so that you can run through," he said steadily, "In terms of strength, we may not be stronger then them, and might not be able to defeat them," he slowly turned around, his head hanged down, and his voice almost cracked, "Kuroki, Toganou, and I will try to shield you for a moment, so in that moment… Please... Please go through."

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When I saw met them all those time ago, I never heard them lie… Sena gulped as he received the ball once more, he ran, this time behind four people, And… Even though we all have different reasons… We all have one goal… He looked up and as he felt his legs go slightly faster one thought flickered into his mind. To… WIN!

It was small, but he managed to grab 10 yards, earning four more downs. As the group was spreading high-fives, and Sena was kicked multiple time, he as still happy to see that others were happy as well.

"E-S! TOGANOU! KUROKI! JUUMONJI!" the crowd was cheering and Sena smiled, he doesn't remember a single time where he was cheered on like this. Even if it wasn't his real name.

As they continued to get those touchdowns, it wasn't long until they received another touchdown.

Back-to-back touchdowns, and time was running shorter…

And then, #20 came on the field, a natural sprinter. Sena looked at him and let out some shaky breaths, Finally…

Nine minutes are left as Panther made a touchdown, with weightless legs, it seems as though he's running through them…

And he ran straight pass Sena, twice. Shin-san… he will be disappointed if he saw this side of me… that's why… Even if my ankle just healed, I have to do my best… or else…

And once again, Sena was shoved off-sides, by guess who?

Panther.

"Oi!… Who's the best runner? Shin? Or you?" Panther asked, translated by Watt, "Because I thought number 29 was going to be out here, so I came, and instead, I meet you!" he said with a happy expression,"But it's okay!" he said brightly, "I want to go to the NFL, with my 'defying gravity run'!" Sena was quiet as he remembered a bunch of players...

"Shin-san… Is defiantly better, but…" Sena's eyes flashed as he felt something boil within him, "I may not be able to run like you, but I'll win with my own running style!" he declared, before adding silently, "I think…"

Luckily, no one heard.

-One minute left-

"I-INTERCEPTION!" Panther titled backwards as Sena ran back knowing what's going on, His arms… as the natural sprinter ran, Sena managed to end up right next to him, keeping his eyes only on the ball.

As he managed closer, and was knocked away, he quickly came back and when Panther withdrew his arms on more time…

Sena's arms stretched foreword as the touched the football, quickly receiving it and running straight towards the touchdown zone. Training with Shin-san… really did pay off… Sena panted as he was ready to fall he was caught by number 29.

"Hey you, we're switching," he said as the Eyeshield nodded, "I don't know who you are, but... thank you," Sena felt himself smile in his 'older-brother's' embrace.

Hiruma called a time-out as the numbers switched, "Great job, fucking chibi," he whispered to Sena, who smiled and nodded as he ran off the field.

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Sena was running out and around the stadium to get to a bus to go to Mt. Fuji. Man, coach is going to kill me for this…

"Hey, you!" A stern voice came up from behind him as Sena jumped and turned around, "I attended middle school in America. There, I saw him with my own two eyes, the real Eyeshield 21 from Notre Dame, The real Eyeshield 21" he glowered, "You… Are you trying to mock Eyeshield?" he was an extremely tall male with bark blue eyes and matching hair, next to him was an equally tall male with crazily spiky hair.

"Eh?" Sena gulped, this guy knew Eyeshield? Uh-oh! "N-no?" he sounded pathetic.

"Then why are you using his title? Someone as small as you can't be as great as him," he said coldly and Sena twitched, "He had the perfect run, and the perfect body-build. More than anything, he never fell over, he ran even when there was many Americans tackling him,"

"So… You're a fake?" the blonde asked.

"It doesn't matter," Icy daggers stabbed Sena, "Because a guy like you, small, and thin, you will never catch up to Eyeshield 21," he said before turning away.

"Size doesn't matter…" he whispered as the NASA members walked out of the stadium, slightly peeved at the fact that they'll be stuck here, and Panther recognized the players quarrelling, and surprised sapphire eyes turned back to him, "I'll prove to you that… to you guys and everyone like you guys, that size doesn't matter in American football! That even people as small as us can the best!" Sena confidently said and then he gulped as he locked eyes with Kakei, "And I'll never defeat anyone in strength, or catching, or throwing, because, I only think about running," he said.

Kakei's eyes narrowed, "Then I challenge you now," he said.

Sena gulped, if he ran in his state, he would collapse, but he didn't care. Shin-san… Shin-san will be disappointed if I lose… that's why… So that's why!

As the two were ready to go one-on-one, Sena realized that a bus was ready to leave, and so, he ran. At first, he was put down quite easily and so, he gritted his teeth.

"See, I told you that you won't win," he said simply.

"On…One more time!" Sena called back as he quivered back on his feet, he wasn't going to disappoint the Oujou name like this, with or without a title, Oujou has their glory! The blonde was surprised, as well as the aqua-head.

"It's useless, but if you're determined to," the tall male turned around and when he was ready, Sena ran. Straight into him, and like before the male was going to tackle him when.

Sena spun.

Around his arm and past him at a full 4.2 speed, Sena passed him, and it also caused him to faint.

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"What the?" Sena sprung back up, his helmet was still on, and he was in a locker room, his clothes folded neatly to the side, Sena quickly assumed that everything was a dream and that he needs to get to Mt. Fuji. As he hurried and changed into his Oujou uniform, he walked out the room.

"So the mysterious Eyeshield 21 is from Oujou?" Sena tripped and fell, but didn't hit the ground.

"Careful," the brunet was turned around as his eyes met the guy from earlier, "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone," he said with a soft smile.

"I'm so sorry!" the taller male blinked as the smaller one started bowing furiously.

"W-Wait… for what?"

"Er… I mean… I must've been a burden and…"

"You… You completely passed me," he was interrupted, "I'm Kakei Shun, a linebacker in the Kyoshin Poseidon," he quickly introduced himself.

"Ah… I'm from Oujou, running-back, um… I'm K-Kobayawaka Sena, please call me Sena," the Oujou member looked at his feet sadly.

"I was… completely defeated by you," Kakei said, and bit his lips, "But… I'm curious, why did an Oujou member lend a hand to Deimon?" he asked, curiously.

"D-Demon…" Sena whimpered and Kakei blinked, "He… He was blackmailing me…" he sniffed.

"A-Ah I-I see," he said uncertainly. Quickly he changed the subject, "With… With my level of strength, I don't think I'll ever defeat you," he said certainty in his voice.

"N-No, if… if we have one more match… No one will know the outcome," Sena gulped and Kakei shook his head.

"This time… my perspectives were too narrow, like before… I only believed in strength-based techniques which took advantage of great height. So I didn't even imagine the fact that shorties like you could be strong," he admitted, "I…I want to see you against the Real Eyeshield 21 and see if you can defeat him, and how he'll react… So… I'll be waiting in the finals," he with a small smile.

"KAKEI! Did he wake up?" the hyper-active blonde came back and Kakei's face turned solid.

"Yeah, he left already," the lie was smooth and Sena was looked surprised at Kakei.

"Huh? Why are you with an Oujou student?" Mizumatchi asked and Kakei looked at Sena.

"I ran into him," Kakei said, flashing a smile at Sena, who blushed.

"Uh-huh," the blonde said, suspicious, "Did Kakei-chan do anything to you? Don't worry, I'll protect you!" he said happily and Kakei twitched and smacked his head with a fist, "Ow! That hurt!" he said before smiling back at Sena, "Anyways, I'm Mizumatchi Kengo!" he said happily and Sena quickly introduced himself.

"Ignore him, I'll see you at the finals, Sena," Kakei said softly and Sena nodded a smile on his face as he bid them farewell.

"Oh? Someone has a—Ow!"

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Sena meanwhile, was now panicing.