Kidd POV

Time to play Deimon again. Playing mind games with Hiruma Youichi again. It made me want to sigh.
And this new player...what in the world was this guy's deal? He was fast and strong, violent and skilled, and yet, I felt like there was probably more to him that no one had realized yet...
Not to mention that Riku was all burning up and feeling overly competative. Again, I really wanted to sigh.

And kick the ball. There it goes flying to the Devilbats...What luck, that new runningback caught it. And, of course, he seemed even faster in person. Agility too. What the hell did this guy NOT have? He got through all of our players pretty easily, at least he made it look easy, which left Riku to stop him. I had high-hopes for our Riku, but... it was like watching 13 switch into a different gear, he half stepped-half jumped to the side as his speed went up and he went right past Riku. Riku turned, scrambling to catch up. I don't think I'd ever seen someone run so much faster than Riku, it was a first to see Riku dropping behind foot by foot, yard by yard.

"Touchdown!" It even took him awhile to stop, I watched as he had to dig in his heels, skidding almost out of the endzone. Wait. He wasn't even panting. He had run the entire field and he wasn't panting?! What the hell was up with that? Riku was wide-eyed, shock completely evident on his face.

"Come on, it's time to play again." I called to Riku, hoping that hadn't just completely ruined his confidence. Oh well, round two was coming up so Riku better get his butt in gear. It was our turn to attack too, so hopefully we could swing the game to our favor.

"Set! Hut! Hut!" All my recievers spread out for the pass, Tetsuma my target. He was the best bet since that 13 seemed to be fast enough to catch any reciever we had, and strong enough to put them down on top of it. As usual, Tetsuma did the perfect slant and caught the ball. He barely had taken five steps before the runner was on to him. How the hell did anyone move that fast? And...I could feel myself gape...take Tetsuma, the iron train, off his feet. I heard Tetsuma let out a grunt as he hit the grass.

"Sorry, they gained a few yards." 13 uttered to Hiruma, whimsy in his tone, like he wasn't really sorry. He shouldn't have even cared about the few yards, he should've been happy with taking Tetsuma down like that!

"Whatever." Hiruma growled back. The next time we played, 13 made sure we didn't even get one yard. Yup, this sucked. The first quarter was over before we even knew it either.
"Make sure you drink some water." I heard Hiruma snap at 13.

"Eww, I don't like water." Was 13's childish reply. I could feel Hiruma's death glare even over here. "It's fine, I'm not thirsty anyway."

"You should at least sit down for a bit and cool off, 13-san." Kurita said to the runner, concern ever evident in his tone.

"Meh, cooling off is no good. I'm not even hot yet anyway!" 13 waved his arm, "Look, no sweat at all!"

"Why can't you just shut up and do as you're told?!" Hiruma demanded.

"My demonic nature makes it very hard to be obedient, you should know that." I could hear the taunt in 13's tone. "Besides," 13 nearly sauntered around Hiruma like a cat circled it's prey, "my engine runs better when it's hot."

"Kiss my ass." Hiruma replied.

"Bend over." 13 responded, challenge in his tone. Hiruma's silence was definitely dangerous. 13 laughed, "you're so much fun!"

"Get on the field!" 13 dodged Hiruma's gun-fire, waltzing back onto the field.