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Warning: Hiruma and Agon… Cursing, blackmail, you might get some nose-bleeds, hinted pairings, bad writing, alcohol, ect.

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Sena sighed as he ran into the stadium, too late.

Deimon already won.

This is the second time he was late to watch.

Stupid part-time job...

"I'm here!" Sena called as he walked into the cafe.

"Oh! Sena-kun!" J called, out and called him over, "Hurry! We're opening in a couple of!"

"H-hai!" rushing in and back out in his maid costume, he blushed darkly, his spiky hair dead and against his face, coming down to his shoulders, It... grew...

"Aww... you look absolutely adorable!" she cried out, "Don't worry, I was watching your games!" she called happily.

"Oh, you're here," a tall male, well built, with glowing red eyes with contradicting black hair.

"Hey, X!" J called and the male nodded.

"Ah... h-hello," Sena bowed his head polietely.

"Nice to meet you, I'll be sleeping in the back," the man seemed completely unfazed by all of this, really.

"Oh! First customer! Go, Sena-chan, GO!" nodding his head, he carefully walked around in his dance shoes.

"He-hello, how may I help you today?"

"That... That's so smart," he heard the purple haired male say as he stared at Sena, a red haired male sitting across from him, his purple sunglasses tinting in the light.

"Fuu. Your rhythm is an interesting one," he said, slightly strumming the guitar and nodding at the male.

"Wow! You're really cute!" the green haired girl cried out, she sat on the other side of the purple haired man, who finally stopped checking him out.

"Whoa! Julie!" the male cried out, furiously brushing his hair, "Not smart!" he called out, waving his arms around, "You shouldn't go ogling at random people."
"Then what are you doing, Kotarou?" Julie demanded. The male tried to find words, but only gibberish came out.

"Fuu. Calm down," the other male said lightly strumming his guitar, "The dissonance of your harmony is contradicting one another," he sighed and then, after taking his sunglasses off, "I would like some coffee, please."

"A-ah... okay," Sena said nodding his head and he wrote it down, receiving another, "Fuu." from the man.

"Umm... I want some carrot cake with... mocha bubble tea," Julie said, "What about you, Kotarou?"

"Uh..." gulping down a blush, he looked at the menu and back at the 'waitress' in front of him, "I would like a... Espresso, and a... uh... ugh! Totally not smart!" he whimpered and with a last, deep breath, "I would like," You, Kotarou mentally smacked his head at that perverted thought, "A BLT sandwhich."

"Ah, hai," with a curt bow, Sena walked smiled politely at them, "Please wait," scurrying off, he couldn't help but wonder why those kids seemed so familiar...

"Eh? I-I'm going to be playing? Against the Sengoku Punks?" small Kobayakawa Sena blinked and shuddered.

Impossible...

"Do not worry, Sena," Shin said, perfectly calm, "I will protect you."

It was really cool, except the minor fact that Sena knew that Shin was on defense, and he was on offense, the male gulped, paling further.

"Now, would you like to train?"

"Ah," a quick glance at his clock, and Sena gulped, "I-I'm sorry S-Shin-san, but I can't today."

Shin seemed puzzled as Sena blushed, looked away, and then ran away.

That was the first time Sena had rejected me... Shin's eyebrows knitted together, "Sakuraba!"

"Huh? What's wrong, Shin?" the tall receiver came up to his friend.

"Sena has just rejected me," the blonde chocked on his water, had he heard right? Wait... Shin got this far without my help... Oh gods Sena, run for it.

"W-WHAT?"

"Sena had just rejected me," the stotic male said and turned to Sakuraba, "Would you know why?"

"Uh..." the taller of the two just seemed to be dumbfounded, and coughed, regaining composure, "Maybe he doesn't want to go with you," he said.

This seemed to shock number 40, "Have I done something wrong?"

By this time, Sakuraba felt really bad for Sena, and turned to his quarterback, "Takami-sempai!"

"Hmm? What's the occasion, Sakuraba, Shin?" the male asked.

"Er... Um..."

"Kobayakawa Sena has rejected me."

"...What?" the slow, venomous voice directed at Shin was made to kill him, "What did you do? Sakuraba..."

"N-no! No!" Sakuraba cried out in despair as he sniffled, "Sena didn't want to go out with Shin today! It's not my fault!" he cried out, near-tears.

"Oh, is that it?"

"What? My darling little Sena did what?" Wakana seemed very surprised, "I... I wasn't expecting that."

"Maybe he got tired of Shin!" Otawara said happily, laughing loudly.

The group went silent as the lineman walked away, very content with himself.

"...Shin?" Sakuraba turned to the said man, who looked shocked beyond words.

"Sena... is no longer going to be my fan?"

…

Sena sneezed as he fixed his hair, "Ugh... I hope no one's talking about me..."

…

"Sena is Shin's fan? Takami, you owe me lunch!" Wakana said happily and Takami sighed.

"Are you sure Shin?" he asked, and the linebacker looked puzzled.

"...According to Sakuraba..." the blonde smacked his forehead, So that's the real reason why he asked... he groaned.

"...I must train harder," walking off, Shin muttered to himself, "So that his eyes will only be on me..."

"...I think we should warn Sena, so that he can have a head-start," Sakuraba said.

"250 yen that Sena will make it for tomorrow," Takami challenged, an uncertain smile came from Wakana.

"Really? I'd say... 300 yen that Shin will find Sena."

And in the background, Sakuraba shuddered immensely before pausing, "Oh."

"What's wrong Sakuraba?" the glasses wearing man asked.

"...Sena is at his part-time right now."

"...Oh shit."

OMAKE:

Shin: Sakuraba, I need your assistance.

Sakuraba: What's wrong Shin?

Shin: Has your fans ever avoided you?

Sakuraba: What do you mean?

Shin: Sena has been rejecting some of my offers to train, and he goes and trains by himself.

Sakuraba: Er... (insert nervous laughter) May...Maybe he wants to impress you for the tournament.

Shin: I see. I have not been able to see his improvements yet...

Sakuraba: Well, my fans, when they avoid me is usually so they could get my attention even more.

Shin: … Then what shall I do?

Sakuraba: Don't give up and keep approaching (jokingly)... Huh? Shin? Where did you go?

-x-

Sena: S-sakuraba-san...

Sakuraba: S-Sena? What's wrong?

Sena: I-I think someone is stalking me.

Takami: Don't worry, it's only Shin.

OMAKE:

Takami: 2500 yen that Sena will date Shin by the end of this series.

Wakana: 8000 yen that he'll end up with some other hot guy.