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Hostage

Sena hadn't planned on something like this happening so early in the morning. Actually, he'd never expected something like this to happen. Who would?

He had walked out of his house and had promptly been jumped by the crazy blonde from opening ceremonies. After that he'd been bound and gagged and was now being hauled off to who knows where.

Sena shifted on his spot over Hiruma's shoulder trying to relieve the pressure on his stomach. Apparently his squirming wasn't welcome because he was harshly reprimanded by a swat to the backside of all things.

"Knock it off up there, fucking chibi." The hand remained on his rear though all the way to the rundown shack the football team used as its hangout.

"Oi, fucking fatass! I found a running back!"