First Date – Date Crasher
Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21 or it's characters . I do own this lil' bit of story.
Summary: They convinced her to give them a chance… now to prove that they deserve it! Taka is enjoying his time with Sena, but along comes his ex-girlfriend… What will happen next?
Shout Out: This is oneshot, and can be read as a stand-alone, although it's part of Dancing Queen universe. Had it written out for almost a year, and now, I finally got a chance to retype it and update. You know the song by Avril Lavigne, Girlfriend? Yeah, the one where the cool chick bashes the nerdy one because she wants her boyfriend? Well, I turned the tables – the cool chick gets what's coming for her. Yeap, nerds rule! /evil grin/
Warning: AU-verse, bashing of an original character – Haruno Rukia (yes, the name and appearance is intentional – my pet peevies are Haruno Sakura from Naruto and Kuchiki Rukia from Bleach, just because. ) And of course, double date – Sena is on date with Taka and Yamato…. Pairing - you guessed it, Taka/Sena/Yamato. Ooh, yeah, and Sena is female here.
Taka was NOT amused. Just when he was finally on a date with Sena – chan and Yamato, enjoying himself thoroughly, there goes this chick of annex-girlfriend, throwing herself all over him. Or trying so. Rukia was a rather vicious type of a girl – a queen of she-bitches, actually.
True, she was beautiful, and at first, it was rather fun to enjoy their dates. Taka had thought her to be the one... however; the illusion did not last for long. The girly was a spoilt princess actually, mingling with 'cool crowds' and apparently enough, Taka hadn't been cool enough just because he didn't bend to her every whim. Rukia demanded his attentions 24/7, and woe betides him if he refused. She was like a leech – for money, attention, fane – and Taka became fed up with it.
He growled to himself quietly, wishing he could slap the fuck out of her, he ran a hand through his hair – Sena had told him she adored how silky it felt in her hands. Taka was rather taken aback at her admission and asked if she didn't mind that he wore it unbound. Rukia always whined to him about not wearing his white mane at least in a ponytail, which irked him greatly. Sena, on other hand, blushed and said she preferred is loose, as it was a part of him. Taka preened proudly, until Yamato teased him mischievously about being mistaken for a girl this way, which sparked a good-natured banter between the two of them, with Sena laughing helplessly over their comments.
They had a good time, laughing and talking about everything, especially about football. Taka truly missed having such conversations especially when dating . Rukia had completely shut him off as soon as he wanted to talk about that particular topic. However, Sena was the opposite – she understood his passion about the game, giving her input and comments every now and then, asking him if she didn't understand something. Taka respected her, because as his fellow player, she had truly earned her nickname of Eyeshield 21. Not many football players in Japan could boast going head-to-head with Shin, Agon, Yamato, Kakei, Marco or Akaba and winning. Yamato later confided in him that he truly didn't regret losing his title to him – er, her. He remembered Yamato being in a foul mood for days when they found out Sena's family had moved away to somewhere, thus making her unable to play in Team Japan.
And how she saved their asses when they had gone against America...
He looked across the room, gently smiling at Sena who was listening raptly at some of Yamato's tales from his days of Notre Dame.
"Ta-chan?" Rukia whined at him, big puppy-dog eyes watering. Taka blinked at her. "What?" he glared at her, irritated. The bint seemed surprised that her tactics didn't work. "love-bun, you weren't listening to me!" she pouted, her crimson-coloured lips quivering. Taka eyed her disinterestedly. For the life of him, he couldn't comprehend how on Earth had h been convinced to be her boyfriend.
Sure, she had a body to die for – the perfect supermodel figure, blonde hair with red streaks and a face of an angel, with perfect baby blues and small, rosebud mouth. Wherever she went, men worshipped her, and she knew it.
In comparison with her, Sena could be classed as tomboy. She was petite, had small breasts and a lithe body of a cheetah from all that running around, her brown eyes were nothing impressive, she looked like a typical wallflower.
Or would have been. All that dancing made her move with a lithe grace – if compared with Rukia, the latter would fade out, hands down. She had gentle, yet fiery personality that drew people to her like moths to flame. When she laughed, she laughed from the heart, warming people's spirits. When she fell, she made herself stand up again and again, no matter the pain. Taka loved how her gentle brown eyes lit up as she talked about her friends, dancing or crazy times with Deimon team. He loved her passion when she danced. He smiled at the memory how she – as Hibara – declined Agon's overtures. Not many girls could do that, what with Agon blasting all his perfect-boy charm over them.
Why would he want to go back to the blonde hellcat, anyway? Besides, talking about going back... it was time to return to Sena-chan anyway.
Boredly, he looked Into Rukia's baby blue eyes. "Sorry, but no. I've already moved on."
Rukia bristled angrily. 'How dare he!' She seethed inwardly. Honjou Taka should be grateful that she deemed him worthy of her presence! Okay, time for plan B...
She pouted, big, liquid puppy eyes and quivering bottom lip.
Taka twitched. He knew what was coming...
Inwardly, Rukia smirked. 'Hook.' "W – Why? D – Don't you love me anymore?" Her voice wobbled perfectly, as if she were on a verge of tears.
The white-haired ex-Teikoku receiver sighed. Rukia eyed him greedily. 'Line... C'mon, just a bit more!' a perfect tear slid down her alabaster cheek.
Taka groaned wearily, face palming. 'Sinker...' She smirked inwardly. Her pity-me tactics worked perfectly, like she knew they would.
"No."
She jumped. 'What?'
Determined dark eyes stared down at her. "No way in hell."
Rukia gaped unceremoniously. Her plan B never failed! Why now?
"What?" she croaked out, her voice disbelieving.
The fair-haired young man eyed her coldly. "You heard me. I will NOT be your boyfriend. Go find some other poor sod to sing your claws in." He told her calmly.
She gasped at his crude language. "How dare you! "She seethed. "I loved you, supported you, hell, I even gave you my virginity - and you dare to cheat on me with some filthy bimbo, you – you CHEATER!" the last word, she shrieked out, attracting the attention of the cafe they were in.
Taka groaned. There was no reasoning with this wench...
He felt a gentle palm touching his arm. "Taka – kun... are you okay?" He heard the concerned voice of Sena say to him.
Looking down, he saw Sena eyeing him concernedly, as she worried her bottom lip. He had to smile at the cute sight she made. She was clothed in light blue trousers with sleeveless red top, printed with golden number 21 and jeans jacket. She didn't wear any make up or jewellery, and her chestnut hair fell in some unruly spikes around her slender face. Involuntarily, he felt his lips stretch in a gentle smile. "I am okay, Sena-chan, don't worry."
"Oh-ho, so THAT'S the bitch you've left me for, " Rukia rudely interrupted their gentle moment, sneering at the pair.
Taka growled, embracing Sena protectively. He felt her tense, before she relaxed, much to his surprise.
"Sena?" He asked her gently, confused. She looked at him.
"I don't care about her words, Taka-kun," Her words rang clearly in his ears , even if she was almost whispering them to him. She smiled at him, and Taka felt as if his heart would burst with happiness. "I trust you." She concluded shyly.
He beamed at her proudly. "Thank you, Hibara-chan." He gently teased her with her nickname.
Ignoring Sena's mock – affronted squawk, Taka looked at the bitch of his ex-girlfriend. He felt Sena snuggle into him.
"Haruno Rukia, " He began icily.
Rukia froze at the tone of his voice.
Taka continued. " To tell the truth, I don't know what I saw in you as girlfriend. You constantly moaned, dragged me up and around for the parties I didn't even want to go to, whined about me training with my teammates, tried to show me off to your insipid little friends as if I were some kind of trophy, pitched fits whenever you didn't like something – and the last straw, you intentionally pushed me into traffic in front of speeding car, just to satisfy your sick ego." He smirked maliciously at her pale face,
"And don't think I don't know about all your escapades behind my back!" He ended the tirade, his face hard at the unpleasant memories.
"T – That isn't true!" she stammered, her blue eyes wide as saucers.
Taka snorted. "The Hell it isn't. It was a pure dumb luck that my old colleague happened to be there and knocked me back to the pavement. "
"B – But you were alone!" The banshee shrieked out. "There wasn't a chance in Hell for anyone to help you in time – " She gasped out.
Taka grinned a purely evil grin. "So you admit you did it?" he asked her silkily.
"Wha – No! I – I didn't – " She blustered, previously pale cheeks red with mortification.
"Poor you," Taka mocked her. "Well, my colleague saw you; do you still dare to deny it was you?"
Nodding, she pouted.
Taka smiled. "Well, well... Try telling that to Kobayakawa Sena, then."
The witnesses gasped, realizing the weight of Taka's words. Kobayakawa Sena was the name everyone knew. He was Eyeshield 21, the MVP of World Youth, the Light Speed runner, rumoured to be the fastest man alive. After the match, the man vanished before reporters could get a hold of him, much to their disappointment. And to their frustration, his teammates knew as much about him as they did. In short – almost nothing.
Sena groaned. She was doomed. She sent a weak glare at Taka, who smiled at her unrepentantly. She then looked at Rukia. The bint was shaking with terror.
Taka threw her a saucy smirk. "I should be off now, "He purred out. "Besides, I still owe my girl here a date." He nuzzled into Sena's fragrant locks.
Rukia gulped. 'One last shot.' She thought to herself desperately. 'It just had to work.'
"You want to date a cheater?" She asked, her voice malicious.
Taka blinked. "What on earth are you babbling about?"
Rukia grinned at his confused inquiry. "While you were talking with me, she was flirting with that guy over here," She pointed at Yamato, a coy smirk on her lips.
Silence.
Then, Taka snorted.
Sena moaned in embarrassment, slapping Taka's chest in irritation.
Yamato chuckled. The boys looked at each other and the burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing about!" Rukia demanded, peeved out. She saw the girl in Taka's embrace shaking her head in amusement, before she too succumbed to mirth.
"Ooh, t – that is priceless," Yamato managed to choke out between chuckles.
"Indeed," Taka drawled out.
Sena pouted at them half – heartedly. "Meanies," She huffed at them.
Taka gently nudged her toward Yamato.
She pouted and reluctantly switched the partners. Yamato chuckled at their antics, before he embraced the slender girl around her waist with his right arm, while Taka claimed her shoulders with his left arm.
Yamato looked at now unattractively gaping Rukia.
"Take notes, miss," He chuckled out. "We both are dating her. "
Sena flushed at Yamato's shameless promotion of their relationship.
"Takeru, you are so dead!" She grumbled out, which prompted a new bout of laughter from both of her boyfriends.
"But that's the truth, darling, " Yamato pouted at her.
Sena rolled her eyes. "Sadly, that's true, "She agreed dryly.
They left the gaping people in the cafe, heading for the amusement park.
The rest of the date went by swimmingly – Yamato and Taka both got Sena animal plushies – from Yamato, she received a fox and Taka gave her a wolf. They got on the rides, visited the house of the mirrors, where they made fun of their distorted reflections, ate sweet cotton and generally had a good time. They even went to photo booth.
Finally, Sena was escorted back to her apartment. The walk back was quiet. As they reached the door of her apartment, Sena turned around smiling at both of her companions. "It was amazing," she murmured out, her chocolate brown eyes shining excitedly.
Yamato smiled at her apparent enthusiasm. "Well, I am glad you had fun," he offered gently. Taka nodded his assent, smiling. "I'm just sorry she had to butt in," he added, his gentle eyes darkening shortly.
Sena sighed. "It couldn't be helped, "She muttered out. "But, " She blushed shyly, "I wouldn't mind repeating the experience." Taka's hung head shot up. "You wouldn't?" He asked, his voice full of hope. Sena smiled. "Yeah." She kissed both of them on their lips – a small peck, nothing more, before she vanished into the apartment.
"See you tomorrow at training?" She asked hopefully her cheeks red with blush.
"O – Oh, of course!" Yamato stuttered out. "Fifteen thirty as usual?" Sena nodded. "And Takeru, Taka...? Thanks again."
With that, she gently closed the door.
Yamato and Taka walked to their apartment in a daze. Suddenly, Taka cursed. "Damn it!" Yamato blinked. "What?" His brains were still replaying the kiss in his head.
Taka eyed him, his brown eyed huge. "We forgot to tell her where we train!"
/THE END/OWARI/