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Easily Complicated	By : Nenshogin22 Category: +. to F > Eyeshield 21 Views: 3432 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21, Nor do I make a profit from this; this is just the ramblings of someone who wishes that two certain boys got together while enjoying football

Chapter List
- 1-So What If I’m Fast?
- 2-Practise
- 1
- 2
Chapter 1:

Buzz… Buzz… Buzz… Crash!

An alarm clock smashed against the floor as a boy woke up from his slumber cranky. He glanced around trying to get his brain to function. The boy couldn’t remember why he set his alarm. Sena spotted his calendar with today’s date circled. He needed to be at Deimon High School to meet Mamori. She had forced him to take the exam to her school claiming that she wanted to see him more. The exam for Deimon was easy, had Sena wanted to, he could have passed with ease. What Sena really wanted was to stay close to his main abusers and they had decided to go to Deimon or at least that’s what it looked like to Sena.

The boy pealed off the blankets from his lightly sweat covered body so he could go shower. Showering was Sena’s way of becoming alert for the day. Without his daily shower Sena was lightly to say things about himself that he didn’t want others to know. With how fast Sena could run he always waited till last minute to shower than ran all the way to his destination. When he ran Sena felt something that he couldn’t explain. It was like the rush he got before he was about to be injured and the high he got from the pain afterwards but running didn’t injure him.

Sena ran to Deimon using alleyways and paths that most were too scared to take. The excitement Sena got from running through those high violence areas made him feel as though dealing with Mamori would be a cinch. Dealing with Mamori’s motherly like feelings for him was anything but a cinch. When he got to Deimon’s front gates he pulled out his student I.D. card that showed his number if he qualified.

“Sena,” Mamori yelled, “Over here, over here.” Sena rolled his eyes and thought that his little bit of excitement wasn’t going to be enough, as he made his way to Mamori. Sena gave Mamori a quick glance over as he reached her; she wore normal clothes while he put on his middle school uniform. Sena mentally shrugged and was going to comment before he caught himself. An overbearing Mamori was in front of him not some random bitch from the corner. Sena felt a chill slither down his spine at the picture of Mamori realizing Sena acted like a jail bait bitch in front of her.

“What’s your number?” She asked as Sena looked her in the eyes.

“021,” Sena said letting a quiver enter his voice before raising it a few octaves, “I definitely failed! I’m going home!” He faked an attempt to run, letting Mamori pull him close and do her usual motherly encouragement thing. Sena knew he passed, he made sure when taking the test to get just above the required mark needed. They neared the class posting.

“021… 021…” Mamori kept repeating to herself like a mantra. They searched through the class listings looking Sena’s number. Third from the end Sena spotted his number and waited for Mamori to find it.

“It’s there! Number 21 is there!” She said while jumping and holding the edge of Sena’s shoulder. It took her too long to notice in Sena’s opinion but he acted surprised anyway.

“Good job Sena! You did well!” Mamori said happily while ruffling Sena’s hair to congratulate him. Sena could feel the start of a headache forming as he normally did when Mamori was irritatingly happy for him.

“I did it!” His voice wavered as he said it. Sena just wanted to make sure his ‘friends’ were here and then he could be happy too.

“Ah,” Sena sighed, “I guess I should be happy now that I’m a tenth grader.”

“You were a total mess in Math and English though…” Mamori said as she elbowed Sena in the shoulder, “but you were Mamori-sensei’s favorite!” She was trying to joke with Sena but he knew he would always be her favorite. Hell Sena could screw her boyfriend and say the man molested him; she would believe every word that came out of his lying ass. Sena wouldn’t do that to her, no he needed her for other reasons, at least for now he did.

"Sena... your already a high school student," Mamori said still looking at the class listings like to double check that it was true.

"... yeah ever since grade school," he said stopping himself. She was picturing images of Sena when she would protect him from getting hurt. Sena would never tell her that he happened to like minor pain they infected on him.

"Well aren't you lucky! To be walking around with a beautiful girl you've known since childhood in the same school," she said roughly jabbing him in an already bruised area on his arm. Sena rubbed his shoulder in an attempt to control his breathing, the pain was exciting him.

"Sena," She said, Sena looked over at her, "con---," she stopped speaking.

"Con?" he repeated. She repeated the same three times while trying to hide to tears in the corner of her eyes. Sena wanted to roll his eyes at her for tearing over something so stupid.

Mamori then said something and rushed off. Sena shouted after her but in reality he was glad she left. Sena released a breath of relief. Now he could look for his favorite people in the whole wide world. Now if he could just find a boyfriend who was deadly and sexy his life would be golden.

Sena turned and was lifted into the air by two people.

"Congrats on your success," the bigger one said as they tossed Sena upwards once again.

“Ya-ha!” the blond said after Sena came back down. This was the first Sena had been tossed into the air by anyone. He wasn’t complaining but there was this nagging feeling in the back of his mind that things weren’t going to go as smoothly as Sena wanted. They put Sena down and guided him towards a school bench. The blond opened his cell phone and showed it to Sena.

"Here! Go tell the news of your success to your parents!" He said. His blond hair made him stand out but it was look behind his eyes that caught Sena’s attention. This man was acting nice to him. Sena still took the phone to call his mum. Not like he cared who had his number, it could always be changed.

Sena said something into the phone and then it was snatched out of his hand. The blond ran off with his big friend following behind. Sena just sat there watching as they left. He counted till he thought he wouldn’t be able to catch up to grab the phone back. Sena counted to four slowly before Mamori came into his vision.

They walked home together Sena completely forgetting about what happened with his new sempai earlier. Sena walked into his house where the fax machine was spitting out copy after copy of something. Then it clicked in Sena’s mind what his sempai wanted his number for. Sena’s mother was home for once so Sena whined like he did with Mamori.

Sena woke up early for once he needed to get ready for his first day at Deimon. Mamori had chosen Sena’s uniform two sizes too big for him. She had told him to grow into it, not Sena cared that it was too big. In his opinion it was perfect, since it meant easy access for certain things.

Sena grabbed the phone his parents brought for him because of what happened at Deimon. Not like Sena didn’t already have a phone, it’s just this one he could tell people about. His other phone had certain contacts in it that shouldn’t be mentioned, especially to Mamori.

Sena left his house at a normal time for once. That nagging feeling he had gotten when he met that sempai came back with force when he thought about running to school.

“Sena! Good Morning!” Mamori yelled slightly as Sena was almost to the gate. “Hey, let me fix this,” She said as she straightened Sena’s tie.

“Sena, I want you to mix in with the right people this year," Mamori said as she started to walk beside him.

"I already have friends!" He said back to her, knowing what type of relationship she thought he had with those friends.

"Those guys aren't your friends!" she said, "they used you as a button man and a pashiri¹."

"Ah! Well there's a lively gathering!" Mamori said, "It’s time for you to go and make your move!"

"Go and join them," she said while giving him a pat on the back. Sena was just wishing she would shut up or tell him a way to get rid of her.

"Ah! But...but...! There is one person you must avoid!" Mamori said, "His name is Hiruma and he is the most devilish human being...!"

“They say when you look into his eyes... you will be reduced to nothing but bones,” Mamori said putting a little fear in him but then he remembered something about her personality. If she's telling Sena to stay away from someone based on rumors then she actually likes them, he couldn’t believe he almost forgot that!

"What was his name again?" Sena asked. He knew Mamori had a taste for bad boys, which were Sena’s favorite type of males.

"Hiruma?" Sena questioned, then after the name was said everyone around him started to panic and scream that their lives were endanger somehow. Sena only hoped that this Hiruma lived up to his name.

In the classroom after school Sena at his desk and wondered what club he could join where he wouldn’t really have to participate much. Mamori then sent him a text but he just opened it and saved it for later. It was time to meet his favorite people.

"Sena did you bring us what we told you to get?" One of them asked as Sena got there. He had faked an attempt to un-become 'friends' with them only to get told he would have five minutes to get everything they wanted instead. Not that Sena cared about time limits, no, what he wanted was for them to give him what he needed.

Sena rushed through the hallways and all he could think of was why? Why couldn't they just hit him and get it over with? It was the only reason he went to them. They weren’t like that guy he met in the streets one day. That guy took him to his limits and then some; it was only because a girl came to his rescue that he was still alive and kicking.

Then after he got to the machine, it just happened to be sold out which was good for him but after thinking about that guy he really didn’t want it anymore.

Running back to his updated set of bullies he could only hope they wouldn't do much to him today. That guy was a good way to ruin his mood. Maybe he should call that girl up; she always seemed to understand what he was talking about. It was like she wanted the pain like he did, only she had a healthier way to get it with more benefits and barely any set backs.

"They were all sold out" Sena said once he made it back to the area they smoked in.

"You know what happens’ next, right? Then, here's your penalty dumb ass!" The one with dark brown hair said while kicking Sena in the back. Sena shook his head, they were too weak. Sena was getting more injuries from the wall then that idiot’s foot.

They then wanted to move to a different area. Not that Sena minded since they really wouldn’t be able to do much damage. Time to struggle Sena thought as he was dragged closer to a worn down storage room.

"Ahh! I'm telling the truth! It was all sold out!" He whined, "I've been your pashiri since kindergarten! I promise I'll be faster!"

"Heh... so this is the American Football Club," Tagano with his weird glasses said.

"Yo, check me out!" Kuroki said after putting on the shoulder pads. Tagano laughed as he told Kuroki the pads suited him. Then a really huge guy opened the door and stood there for a moment.

"You guys... could it be ...?" he started off slow before yelling, "that you guys want to join the club!?" Then trio then did their little huh thing before deciding to try and take the big guy out. Then all three tried at once with still no luck. Now as fun as it may be to watch them make asses of themselves, Sena wasn't getting what he wanted again.

Sena sat there on the ground watching as his bullies left and as the big guy who he recognized from him being lifted into the air before, came in crying about being to rough on the new recruits.

"Here you go. Don't mind there sit here," Kurita said while cleaning off the only desk they had. He then offered coffee and tea before Sena told him that he wasn't really there for the club.

"Ahh... no... it's okay.. I don't mind... don't mind," Kurita said realizing that there are still no new members, "Uwah ... want some tea?"

Thinking that he had nothing else to do for a while, Sena asked the big guy about his club.

"At the rate we're moving the Christmas bowl is just wishful thinking..." his sentence trailed off after that.

"Christmas bowl?"

"It's the finals," Kurita said happy just to have another comrade to talk to."The game is played once a year, every Christmas!" He said, "We will definitely clash heads with our opponents! Just thinking about it gets me fired up!"

"That sign over there … What's does a team manager do?" Sena asked looking at the biggest football sign.

"Huh? A team manager?" Kurita replied before telling the scrawny kid about the things a team manager does.

"Oh, that's right!" he said, "Can I... can I be your team manager?"

"Eh!?" Kurita said standing up from the table, "Of ... O f course you can!" Kurita then clasped his hands with the kid and swung him around agreeing to go to the Christmas bowl together. Sena didn’t mind the big guy; his personality was sweet and caring, something that Sena tried to act like but couldn’t really pull it off.

With just the two of them talking, Sena learned a little about football and eat sweets that Kurita had bought. It had gotten pretty late. It was late but not too late so Sena said his goodbyes and began walking home. Before he left though, Sena made sure to get Kurita's phone number. You know add good people that way if something bad does happen, you got back up from people who think you’re nice.

Glancing at his phone while walking on a bridge, Sena was hit out of nowhere by Jumonji. He hit Sena again as he walked closer to them.

"We've been waiting for you," he said as Sena looked up from the ground.

"You've seem to have gotten all chummy with the fat kid," he said, "Renraku-sama² has to teach his pashi a lesson. Don't even dare try to run away like last time."

"Yes," Sena said before thinking that they were the ones that ran but at least now he would get a little more pain and fear installed in him.

"But to use a bat... Will it be alright?" Kuroki asked while swinging the bat around, "isn't it a little too much?"

"Well, it's not the best way, since we already have a record with the police," Jumonji said.

"Police?" Tagano questioned.

"But if we can find a good reason to use it..." Jumonji said rubbing his scarred cheek in thought, "let's just say that fat kid attacked us with that bat."

"That would put an end to that American Football Club," he said almost gloating for what hasn't happened yet.

"That sure would!" Kuroki sang happily. Shit Sena thought, he would have to upgrade his act now. No way was Sena going to lose Kurita for some bullies he could find anywhere.

"Ho, we're gonna teach you a lesson," Jumonji said "don't you dare run!"

"No, never..." Sena said out loud, "I will never do that for you..." Slowly standing up from the ground Sena yelled. "You can beat me up however you want! But I will never cooperate with you!" Sena looked at their faces filled with shock and almost laughed. He would do it later after he got home.

"Oh well, too bad then. Better find a new body," Jumonji said as he cracked his knuckles. Kuroki seemed to be having a jolly old time swinging the bat in the background behind Jumonji.

Shit, they're definitely gonna beat the crap outta me, Sena thought while seriously trying to contain my excitement. While Tagano was holding him he noticed and grabbed Sena’s cell phone from his hand.

"Give it back!" Sena said as Tagano dropped him and then put his foot in Sena’s face.

"Ha! You're hiding a girl's number in here!" Tagano said mockingly.

"That Kurata guy is also in here," Jumonji said as Tagano then took out his phone, "Maybe we should leave the girl a message."

Sena sighed silently before he jumped on Jumonji and bit his hand. Jumonji loosened his hold on Sena’s phone and the boy snatched it quickly. Sena took off running; cries of ‘Fuck he’s getting away!’ were heard by Sena as he escaped.

Sena ran through alleyways and made it to the main street that had the station, only problem was that it was swarmed with people. Sena swore venomously as he thought about what to do. Sena noticed the blond guy that was with Kurita before and thought about going over to him but decided against it.

Sena took a moment to huddle down as his bullies were getting closer. He took off; it was almost like flying when he ran like this. Sena flashed by the blond, not even attempting to glance back.

The blond’s gum popped as Sena zoomed by him. He watched the boy run while slowly trailing behind. He wanted to see what the fucking chibi³ had up his sleeve.

Hiruma watched as the kid spun around someone and headed for the station. He went to the side and climbed the fence to watch the chibi run more. Sena ran through the station and was trying to catch the train that was just about to leave.

"Not yet ... keep going ..." Hiruma said out loud while he watched from his perch on top of the fence.

"Dive!" Hiruma yelled as the fucking chibi reached the bottom of the stairs. Sena jumped after landing at the base of the stairs and just barely made it through the door. Sena released a sigh of relief. Then Hiruma moved from his perch to get closer to the idiots; who were tumbling down the stairs from trying to catch up to the twerp.

As they were in a pile at the base of the stairs, Hiruma walked up to them before sitting down on Jumonji’s face. They would become one of the many that enjoyed doing what Hiruma asked.

"Touchdown! Ya-Ha!" Hiruma said laughing as the trio beneath him groaned.

Hiruma was talking with Kurita as they were walking to the clubhouse when Fat ass told him they had got a new recruit.

"I found someone too!" Hiruma told him before explaining that the fucking chibi was to be their golden legged running back.

"He's so full of energy; I had to make sure he joined!" He said with a genuine smile for once.

"That's great! I can't wait to meet this guy... Hiruma," Kurita said.

"Follow me! I've arranged a meeting," Hiruma said opening the clubhouse door with his foot.

Shooting his gun off in the clubhouse Hiruma said "Here he is! Prepare a recruitment form!"

"Sena-kun!!!!" Kurita yelled as Hiruma fired off some more rounds.

"Oh! Number 21! The eye-shield looks cool!" Kurita said as Hiruma gave Sena the once over.

"Having this kind of look in the game, his hidden talent will rise up." Hiruma said while looking the chibi over as he was in uniform.

"Game? No, I'm going to be the team manager," Sena said. Hiruma fixed his gun before looking back at the fucking chibi.

"Listen here... During the game, you will not be Kobayakawa Sena... Instead you will be know as ..." Hiruma said before he told the kid, "Eye-shield 21!"

"But I wanna be the team manager!" the kid whined or it sounded that way to Hiruma but the fucking chibi’s eyes gave him away. Sena was bored, Hiruma wasn’t as bad as everyone thought he was.

"You can be both," Hiruma said while smirking. Sena liked the way Hiruma smirked though, fucking sexy it was. Sena congratulated Hiruma in his mind on being the good guy with a bad boy look.

Hiruma watched as the chibi held back his reply. The kid was starting to intrigue Hiruma. No one acted like they were scared when they weren’t unless they wanted something … maybe the fucking chibi wanted his life to be easy, Hiruma thought to himself.

That wasn’t going to happen, both Hiruma and Sena knew. Nothing was easy with Hiruma and Sena knew it as soon as he seen Hiruma coming towards him today. Sena was just glad that the devil who ruined his peaceful way of life was fucking hot as hell on its best day.

Footnotes:
1. Pashiri = someone who does work for someone else
2. Sama = added to the end of someone’s name who is of a higher rank or someone you respect above others
3. Chibi = some short, child like or cutely small.
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