Disclaimer: Don't own. So, you don't sue me.
Warning: Hiruma and Agon… Cursing, blackmail, you might get some nose-bleeds, hinted pairings, alcohol, fighting, ect.
Enjoy and review~~
Sachiel Angelo- I will try to the best of my ability to put in as many hints as possible. I hope you will not be disappointed.
cateyes123- For you, I made this chapter longer than anticipated.
Lillian VonDei- your last sentence worries me.
SatanSpawn- I understand you dislike for it, just treat everything as though it's great friendship.
animeismysoul- Will this one work for somewhat of a good story?
doodle808- I hope I'm not moving to quickly for you, I might put in some random scenes in to lengthen and slow it down, maybe add some more hints.
A/N: Look, I'm alive.
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"Hai! Welcome," Kobayakawa Sena's smile froze where it was.
"Kobayakawa-"
"AHHH!"
Why was Shin as his part-time job?
The male looked at him, clearly puzzled, "Kobaya-"
"GAHH!"
"What's going on here?" J walked out of her spot behind the counter, "Treat all guest with respect," she scolded, and then smiled at the customer, "How can I help you?"
Sena was so lucky that day, the fact that the his regular uniform had gotten messy with someone's coffee allowed him to where a normal, butler-like uniform instead. Fortunately for him, he was allowed to let his hair go back to being its natural spikiness.
Why he couldn't have worn that in the first place, he'd rather not figure out.
"ORAAA!" a scream echoed as a red-skinned male walked in, "SENA!"
"I-I-Ikari?" Sena quickly meep as he hid behind his silver tray in fear of the male.
The linebacker looked completely puzzled and then said, "Ikari, why aren't you coming to practice?"
"I was under-house arrest," the male grumbled.
"EH? I-Ikari-san is on the team?"
"...You weren't informed?" Shin asked, turning back to his ex-fan.
"What, are you on the team?" swinging some chain over his shoulder, the male slouched over.
"Y-yes," Sena said, very, very uncomfortable about this.
"WHAT?" the male was completely astonished, "You!"
Sena gulped as he began to tremble.
And then, the volcano just stopped, as Ikari shrugged.
"Okay," he said, and then grinned, "So, you were faking it when you were against them..." he said, very satisfied with himself.
"Eh?"
The three, after announcing to Sena's boss that he'll be taking a break, sat down at a round table, Ikari angerly tapping his foot on the ground, and Shin patiently drinking water.
Sena gulped as he sipped on his cup of milk.
"Um... So, why are you here, Shin-san?" he asked.
"...I was training," the stoic linebacker replied.
"I'm so sorry!" the smaller male jumped up as he began bowing to the male, and Ikari snapped.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT THAT, KORAA!"
"I'm so sorry!"
-x-
His job at the cafe ended then when they were asked to leave, and with no other place to go, they went back to the dormitory. Until Shin announced that he was going to go train, by himself, after giving a pointed look at Sena.
I must train harder so that he'll look only at me...
Leaving Sena and Ikari by themselves.
I'mscrewed.I'mscrewed.I'msofreakingscrewed... Like some sort of mantra, he continued repeating those words as the delinquent looked at him curiously.
"What did you do to him?" he asked.
"Eh?" scared shit-less, the voice came out at least five octaves high than usual.
"No, I've never seen any kind of emotion on that guy," the thought processed thoroughly and Sena gasped.
Was he so bad that Shin-san didn't like him anymore?
Was he being left behind?
A tight twist jerked around in his gut and the brown-haired male gulped.
"I-Ikari-san," he said, the Defensive Lineman turned to stare at him, "Please tell the group that I am training," he said sternly before rushing off in another direction.
"Ha?" Ikari watched the small male run off, and shrugged, "Weird kid."
"100-0! Oujou White Knights come back with a smashing victory against the Sengoku Punks!" the screams echoed in the stadium as the Knights quietly left the field for Deimon, with the exception of Otawara and Ikari, who seemed to be having a screaming competition.
They've been winning without any real competitions, with Shin's amazing trident tackles getting each and every person out, and Kobayakawa Sena, who was going at a safe, 4.3 speed to
defeat the rest. Of course, he had help from Sakuraba and Takami, who both were training hard to get to the Christmas Bowl.
The games were fairly easy and not enough thrill, the thought irked Sena, and he quickly pushed it away.
Quickly changing his line of thoughts, Sena watched with sparkles on his eyes as Deimon got ready for the next match.
"Kazuki-san..." he whispered softly.
"Looks like Yuuhi are going with the aces of their other teams..." Takami said.
"Eh?" bright brown eyes gazed at his captain.
"Well, this is their last chance..." Sakuraba said, "But isn't that low?"
"No, when you want to win, nothing can get in the way," Shogun replied.
Slightly worried, the fastest runner in the district looked off back into the field. He saw their wins, as the original Yuuhi Gut team rushed out to play, Deimon still won with no problem.
And to top that, Kyoshin Poseidons will be playing against them too. Especially after their turn-around win against the Deers.
It was amazing, so exihilerating!
My legs... They want to run... Bright eyes looked off at the lush green field and before breaking into a fool's grin.
Kobayakawa Sena was anxious to go up against Deimon at the Christmas Bowl, to go meet Juumonji once more...
Not that they would win or anything, but it would be nice, to build up there and meet him.
"T-Takami-san?" he approached the senior quietly as the rest of the team was getting ready for the bus ride home.
"What's wrong, Sena-kun?" Hiruma, if you're doing anything, then I'll-
"I... I have a request."
Immediately, everything in the room went dead silent as everyone seemed to lean in closer to hear what Sena had to say. This was the first time anybody heard Sena want something.
"What is it?" almost ready to wipe out whatever it was in his pocket, Sena looked at his feet before shyly looking up at his quarterback.
"It's really, really selfish of me to say this but..." a soft blush appeared on his face, "I would like to go to the Christmas Bowl with everyone."
Grins and smile appeared on everyone's faces as they laughed, "Sena, you don't even have to ask!" they said brightly.
"Why do you want to get there, Sena-kun?" Takami asked kindly as he sipped from his water bottle.
"Oh, I just wanted to meet Kazuki-kun there..." he said.
"Kazuki?" the quarterback racked his mind for the name. That's right, Sena had been talking about him a lot lately...
"Yes, because Kazuki-kun, is amazing," the small running-back said, his eyes sparkling and the bottle in Takami's hand bent.
"Is that so?" the words were strangled out of the male, as he forced himself to keep a good smile so that he wouldn't completely scare the first year.
"Yeah..."
"What position is he?"
"He's a lineman..."
Shin stiffened as he listened to this conversation as Sakuraba gasped, "Your rival is a lineman?" he cried out.
Sena blushed as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt, "I guess Kazuki-kun is amazing like that."
"...Isn't Deimon's line... Isn't his name Juumonji Kazuki?" Sakuraba asked and then, the tall male turned to the shorter one, "You guys are on first name basis?"
Shin twitched.
Could it be that... He and Sena...
"Yeah, we've been together for a while..."
Weren't even considered as comrades?
The thought struck Shin harder than any tackle possible.
That Sena was looking up to a lineman...
Was Shin Seijuro not good enough?
The thought caused the linebacker to curse under his breath. He will not be the dead-weight. He will be so good that Sena would come back to him as his fan.
"Takami-san," he said, turning to the quarterback, who finished changing by now, and sent Sena an direct look, "I shall be practicing more today."
The trio looked stunned as the male walked away and Sena nodded, as though he finally understood everything.
"I-I must be better than what I am for Juumonji-kun..." he said, and then turned to Takami, "Please excuse me," he said and then did the same for Sakuraba before rushing.
"I'm worrying about those two..." the captain said to his receiver as he pushed his glasses up.
"...Me too, I need to practice as well," the male said, a passionate look glimmering in his eyes, before leaving as well.
The older male was left in the locker rooms, blinking once before changing into work clothes.
He won't fall behind ever again.
"Deimon?" Sakuraba was completely surprised as he stared at the team they had run into at a Korean meat-house.
"Kazuki?" the gasp came out of Sena as he rushed forward to meet the linebacker.
"Sena?" the male looked up at him and blinked, "Why's Oujou he-"
"KURITA!" the booming voice of Otawara cut through everything else as the Sena and Sakuraba flinched.
"Sena!" Riku jumped up to greet his 'younger brother'.
"Riku!" the small male's eyes lit up further.
"Gahaha!" a sharp laugh from the back corner as a small male laughed happily, "Celebrating vitcory at a meet-house, "Even if it's been over 30 years, we still think the same, don't we," a
large swing at his beer as the male smirked, "Shouji?"
For the first time ever, the team got to witness their coach brighten up like a sunrise, "Doburoku..." he gasped, as though he had been reunited with someone who has long passed away.
Within moments, both teams sat down with each others, women at one table discussing something about 'dating', Shogun and Doburoku having their own, unapproachable corner, and
Takami and Hiruma were 'conversing' about...interesting topics.
Kobayakawa chuckled as he watched Juumonji, Monta, Otawara, and Ikari start a eating competition.
Needless to say, consuming that much meat will be too much for anyone.
Ikari fumbled with his chains as he continued eating like a machine.
"So, what's up?" Riku asked.
"Oh, you know, same old, same old," Sena laughed.
"So, you trained over the summer?"
"Of course, Riku," the male said.
"What did you learn?"
The air around the smaller male froze as he nervously turned over, "Uh... I... Um..."
"I'm just kidding," the white-haired male laughed, "I got you good, Sena," he said in between laughs.
"That's not funny!" honey brown eyes huffed.
"RIKU!" Juumonji called, "More eating, less talking!"
"Shut up! A man can eat when he wants!" he called back.
"You'll grow taller if you eat more meet!" Kuroki called back, before shoving three pieces of meet into his mouth at the same time.
"F-Fugo!" little Komosubi called out.
A grin escaped his lips as Riku continued to snap back at his teammates.
Amazing... Riku can get so many friends... So easily...
The thought was trying to kill him, and Sena wasn't going to allow it to happen, he quickly turned back to the task at hand.
Allowing Oujou to win the meet contest.
As he picked up his chopsticks and began eating at a slow and steady pace, the group around him having a scream-fest, he allowed himself to smile.
I guess... Every now and then... It's okay to-
"SENA?" Mamori rushed to the scene, "Sena, how are you?"
"M-Mamo-nee?" the male blinked as she grinned.
"That's me!" she said happily, "After I heard that you and Rikkun were going to play American Football, I decided that I should help out as well!" she added excitingly.
"Who's he?" skating closer to them, a girl with dark blue hair looked at them.
"Oh, that's right! You guys haven't met yet!" the red-haired woman laughed, "Suzuna, this is Sena," she said, "Sena, this is Suzuna!"
"Ah!" Sena's attention snapped up before bowing his head politely, "N-Nice to meet you, Suzuna-san."
"Huh? Oh yea, you too," she said, a slightly confused look on his face.
"Wait, Mamori," Wakana said leaning in closer with an innocent look on her face, "How do you know Sena?" she asked.
A proud grin on Mamori's face appeared as he said happily, "I'm Sena's guardian!" she proclaimed.
"M-Mamori-nee-chan!" Sena blushed furiously, "That was when we... were younger..."
The older sister figure smiled warmly, That's right... She thought, half-melancholy as she stared at the boy that she once protected, Sena... You really grew up...
She watched as Sena got up, very full and limp his way outside for some deep breaths.
When had your back become so big?
To say that Shogun was pleased, is an understatement.
He reached it before falling back down, training the players down to the dirt, but without a doubt, Sakuraba, Shin and Sena were going to be the key players in winning the Christmas Bowl.
Especially Sena.
"Sena, come over here," he said, and the male walked over to him, "Our bigger games will be against Seibu or Deimon," he said seriously, and the brunet nodded, "That is when you will show your strength. Everything you learned at Fuji, show everyone."
"Hai!" almost ecstatic at the idea that he would be able to show Kazuki and Shin his new capabilities.
The grin on Shogun's face did not go unnoticed.
"KORA!" the scream echoed within the stands as Ikari was quickly chained down by Otawara.
"Are you ever going to make your debut?" Sakuraba asked and Takami sighed, before looking off at Sena.
The small brunet was with Wakana, passing out water to the other teammates.
"Sena, shouldn't you be exercising with the rest of the team?" the manager asked and honey orbs laughed.
"I think it'll be fine," he said kindly, "I already did a pregame run, so I'll be fine."
"O-Okay..." the girl said, and then rushed off to help out with some other supplies.
Sena took a deep breath, Oujou are on the starting defense, so everything will be alright because Shin was there.
He hoped.
"Oh! The Sengoku Samurai's runner has very fast cuts!" an announcer cried out, "But it doesn't seem like it's enough for Shin SEIJURO!"
As though on cue, more screams erupted from the crowds in pure euphoria as Oujou continued making touchdowns.
The game ended with 88-0, with Kobayawa Sena running play with Sakuraba and Takami, and succeeding in making touchdowns almost every play, as well as Shin's and Otawara's defense
plunging through and successfully stealing the football and earning Oujou their next set of offense.
There... There's no thirll... Sena inwardly sighed as he picked himself up to get to his part-time.
Sadly enough, he was back to putting his hair down so it swayed around him as he angry tried pushing his skirt down.
"H-Hello, how may I serve you?" looking up meekly, and cursed meekly.
Why did it have to be that guy that came?