FASH: Alright, so I procrastinated a bit with this chapter but at least it's up now, besides, even if I'm off school I still have work, stupid Tim Horton's. Anyways, I hope you like my conclusion.

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Sena hadn't been able to get much sleep that night, when he'd come home in a bit of a daze his mother had asked him if he was feeling okay. "You look a bit feverish." She'd said to him. "You should get a good night's sleep."

Well, he would have if he could have, but unfortunately the sand man seemed to have some sort of grudge against him. He was just happy he didn't have practice in the morning, he highly doubted that he'd be fully functional on the amount of sleep he'd obtained and then he'd be in big trouble with Hiruma... Hiruma... Speaking of Hiruma, what the hell was going on in his head anyways?!

Sena glared at his alarm clock through bleary eyes when it abruptly woke him up the next morning, he lazily reached out a hand and felt around for the snooze button, successfully pressing it down on his fifth try. 'I don't wanna go to school today.' Because Hiruma would be at school and he had scheduled a team meeting at lunch today, then he would be at the practice after school and then he would be coming to his house to help him study again. Who knew when, where or if he'd do something like kiss Sena and make the younger boy feel all fluttery and anxious and weird.

Well, his mother had said he'd looked feverish, but Sena was pretty sure she'd be able to tell if he was faking and illness, so it was probably easier to just go to school and try not to get caught by Hiruma unaware.

So it was with great effort that Sena dragged himself out of bed and got ready for school, shuffling along the streets until he realized if he took much longer he'd be late.

Classes seemed to drag on longer than usual lately, Sena hoped it wasn't because he was getting used to Hiruma's ways of teaching, he could only take so many threats of destruction before getting panicky. 'But still, Hiruma-san gets the point across a lot quicker than these teachers.' Sena let out a sigh as he dully copied notes from the board. Maybe if he just pretended the kiss never happened everything could go back to normal. It could work...

He let out another sigh when the lunch bell rang, digging through his bag for his bento box before he made his way to the clubhouse, only to find that it wasn't there.

'I forgot my lunch at home...' He dug into his pocket for some change, finding only a 100 yen and two 10 yen coins.

'I guess I'll just have to settle for canned juice as my lunch then.' He thought sullenly as he made his way out of the classroom, stopping by a vending machine before going inside the club house.

The game against the NASA Aliens was coming up and it'd only be a few days till they would face off with one another and Hiruma apparently felt that their strategy meetings during their regularly scheduled practice wasn't enough. Oh well, maybe he could ask Mamori to share some of her lunch with him.

Hiruma was going through the various codes Mamori would be doing on the sidelines when there was a knock on the club room door. What student was stupid enough to interrupt one of Hiruma's meeting? The door slowly began to open and the entire team could feel Hiruma's anger levels raising up past the point that was considered 'safe.'

"Ah, I found you Sena." "M-Mom?" Hiruma's anger dissipated the second he saw who had interrupted and he easily slipped into Responsible-Upperclassman-Mode. "Kobayakawa-san, what brings you here?" He asked, aware that everyone but Sena and his mother were staring at him in shock.

"Sorry for interrupting Hiruma-kun, but Sena forgot his lunch." She replied sweetly as she passed Sena his bento box and Hiruma smiled back. "It's no problem Kobayakawa-san, Sena-kun will need his nutrition for this afternoon's practice, being the team secretary is a tough job after all." "Hiruma-kun, you're so sweet... Ah, Mamori-chan helps out too?" "Uh, yes, I'm the manager of the team." "Ah, well that's nice, please take care of my baby!" She finished with a bow, walking out of the clubhouse with a grin on her face.

"Okaaaay." "What the FUCK was that all about!" "Hiruma-san's even creepier when he's nice." "Hiruma-kun! Why does Sena's mother know you?!"

Hiruma leaned back in his chair, blowing a bubble with his gum and blatantly ignoring Mamori's question. Mamori slowly turned to face Sena, who was kind of hoping to stay out of it, eyes wide with curiosity.

"Sena, why does Hiruma-kun know your mother, in fact, why is Hiruma-kun so nice to your mother?" "Umm, well, you see..." Sena nervously fiddled with his bento box, hyper-aware of the many eyes that had decided to focus on him the moment Mamori had asked her question.

'I know I'm easier to get answers out of than Hiruma-san, but still...'

"Che. The fucking shrimp had lousy grades that were endangering his place on the team so I've been going over to his house and teaching him how to do things right. Now, if you'll kindly PAY ATTENTION to the FUCKING PLAYS we can get on with our lives before I decide to kill you all."

Needless to say, no one spoke out of turn for the rest of the meeting, and Sena was a bundle of nerves for the rest of the school day wondering what type of hell his tutoring session would turn out to be. After all, they'd be all alone in Sena's room and his mother would never believe that Hiruma-kun would assault him like that.

'I just guess I'll have to fend Hiruma-san off by myself... I'm doomed.' The final bell rang and Sena made his way to the club house to wait for the older boy, shuddering a bit when he came into view.

"Alright, since this is gonna be your last session for math as soon as we get to your room you're going to look over your notes for fifteen minutes, and then we go straight to The Test. Thirty five questions, an hour and forty five minutes to complete it: that's one hundred and five minutes to do the thirty five questions, that's three minutes per question, and as per usual if you don't get ninety percent or more right, you know what's coming." "Y-Yes." Sena answered nervously, although he was kind of happy that Hiruma didn't say anything along the lines of: And for every question you get wrong, I get to kiss you. 'Hiruma-san kisses to harshly too, my lips wer-' "Oi, why are you so red in the face?" Hiruma asked with an expression that was suspiciously similar to a leer. "N-No reason, it's, uh, it's just a bit hot out...' Hiruma, although he clearly didn't believe Sena's excuse, and what a horrible excuse it was, let the matter drop.

Once they had made it to his house Sena was utterly shocked when Hiruma didn't make any moves on him. The blonde let him study for fifteen tense feeling minutes before placing a four page booklet in front of him and telling him, "The hour and forty five minutes starts now." and he didn't bug him in any way at all during his 'test.'

'But then again...' Sena thought as he carefully glanced over the sixteenth question. 'Hiruma-san never really bothered me any time when we were studying, I guess he didn't want me to loose focus...' He jotted down the answer and quickly moved on to the next question. 'So I guess Hiruma-san really does care about my grades. Well, of course he does, it'd be a lot harder to hide the fact that I'm Eyeshield 21 if I have no reason to hang around the American Football team.' He frowned and chewed on the end of his pencil, carefully spying on Hiruma out of the corner of his eye before bringing his focus back to the papers in front of him. He was reading over the thirty second question when he heard a scratch against his door, he immediately went to sit up, but Hiruma was already hovering behind him, glaring.

"Don't fucking move, ignore the cat and get to work, you have eight minutes left and four questions to finish in that time period, every minute counts, so don't get distracted by your damn cat." Sena, nodded, turning back to his work and quickly jotting down his answer while he silently hoped that Pitt wouldn't get angry at him for ignoring her.

He was just beginning to write down his answer for the last question when the sheets were ripped away from him.

"Now you can let your cat in." Hiruma mumbled under his breath as he dropped down on Sena's bed, grabbing a red pen to mark with and going through the questions carefully. Meanwhile Sena had scooped Pitt up in his arms and was whispering apologies to it, but apparently the damage was already done because the kitten was struggling to break free of the embrace seconds after Sena picked her up.

So he put her back down on the floor with a sigh, 'Great, now my cat hates me.' before walking towards his bed and settling down next to Hiruma.

'Hiruma-san hasn't tried anything strange yet, so I suppose it's safe.' "How am I doing so far Hiruma-san?" Sena asked curiously, leaning forward a bit to get a better look at his answer sheet, pulling back when Hiruma made a nearly inaudible growl. "Ah-ha, I guess I'll just wait until you're finished marking then." He said, swinging his legs back and forth as he started at the wall ahead of him, not making a sound.

Around ten minutes later Hiruma stood up triumphantly, holding the sheets in front of Sena so he could see.

"Thirty two out of thirty five, that's ninety one percent. Not only do you get to live to see tomorrow, you get a special present from me for doing so well." The brunette immediately tensed up. "Th-That's not necessary Hiruma-san." Hiruma bent down so that he and Sena were face to face, although Sena was trying to move back a bit. "Oh, but I insist." He grabbed onto Sena's shoulders and pulled him forward, ravaging Sena's mouth in an almost brutal way until he heard Sena's small whimper of discomfort. He lightened up a bit, pulling away and kissing him softly before pushing their lips together in a firm but gentler kiss until Sena used all of his strength to push him away.

"Hiruma-san stop, you're making me feel all... Fluttery." Hiruma pulled back and cocked an eyebrow. "'Fluttery' eh? Do you know why you're feeling fluttery?" Sena shook his head 'no' and the quarterback just grinned down at him, slowly moving his hands away from the younger boy's shoulders. "Heh, you'll know why soon enough." He said before strutting out of the room, confident in the knowledge that the curiosity would just eat away at Sena until he decided to ask someone why he would feel that way.

'Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.'

And just like he thought, in mere minutes Sena was on the phone with Mamori, trying to figure out why he was feeling what he was feeling.

The next day was Sunday, no school, no practice, no reason for Hiruma not to arrive as early as eight o' clock and sneak into Sena's room, hovering over him with a grin.

Sena practically had a heart attack when he felt like something was not right and opened his eyes only to find Hiruma right above him.

"Holy Mother! Hiruma-san what are you doing here?!" Sena nearly shouted as he scrambled to move away from Hiruma's grinning face. "Tsk tsk tsk. It's not like I'm here uninvited, you're mom let me in, besides, we've got a lot of stuff to go over today. So get out of bed" Sena flushed but complied, slipping out from under the covers and grabbing his English text book, sitting back down beside Hiruma and handing it over to him.

"Alright, here's how we're going to do this..."

When it was noon Hiruma finally decided to let Sena take a short break, although it was mostly because Sena's stomach kept growling and it was getting rather distracting.

Sena was in the middle of doing a test that Hiruma had written out for him when suddenly he felt the other boy's breath against his neck.

"So, did you find out why you were feeling 'fluttery' yesterday?" "Uhhhh..." 'Damn it, damn it, damn it!'

When he had called Mamori out of the blue and asked her why he would feel like a whole bunch of dragonflies were let loose in his abdominal area when he was around 'someone', because he just could bear to tell her that he'd been kissed by 'someone' she had, quiet happily replied that it probably meant he liked them.

Him? Like Hiruma? But Hiruma was scary, conniving and most of the time he seemed to be evil to the core. All in all, not someone Sena would fancy himself in love with.

"Uhhh, nope, still have no clue what it means. Now if you'll excuse me Hiruma-san, this is a particularly hard question and I would like to focus all of my attention on it." Hiruma frowned a bit but backed away to give Sena some space, frankly Sena was surprised that Hiruma was letting him focus on his work.

'But then again, he needs Eyeshield 21 to help win the Christmas Bowl, he needs me.' The thought of being needed by Hiruma in any way was rather strange, since the other boy seemed so independent, strong willed and so on. Yes, it was very, very strange, but also kind of nice.

"Hey, I'm leaving you alone, so focus on your work and get it done Sena." Hiruma said from his place on Sena's bed, fingers tapping against the keys of his laptop in a steady rhythm.

Sena forced himself to focus on his work and had begun to concentrate on it so deeply that he hardly realized Hiruma had begun talking until he noticed that the words running through the back of his head weren't his own and had nothing to do with English.

"-uttle pass and Panther and the Zokugaku University's Frilled Lizards are playing against the Aliens the day after your big tests." "Yeah... I wonder how Zokugaku will fair against an American Football team from America." "So, how do you think you'll do on the unit tests?" Sena turned to face him and smiled. "Very well thanks to you." "So when you ace your tests you'll, show your appreciation, right?" Hiruma smirked and Sena went absolutely rigid and blushed hotly. 'By 'show your appreciation', I'm guessing he doesn't mean a thank you.' Hiruma stood up and strutted over, gazing at Sena's answers with vague interest.

"Hurry it up, you've only got three questions left and after that you can study all you want by yourself if you meet the standards I've been setting since day one." 'Just because you say I can study by myself doesn't mean you'll leave me alone.' "Hiruma-san, I know what loopholes are and I know how they work." "Oh, what are you trying to say Sena." "I can study by myself, but if I choose not to study you can hang around me all you want to." "Ah, good observation, but you like it, I know you like it." "I-I do not!" "Oh really? Then why did it take you so long to push me away last time? Besides, I know your type, curiosity eats away at you so easily that you must have called the fucking manager to ask why you felt 'fluttery', which isn't actually a word, and now you know why you feel that way, you just don't want to admit it."

'Damn, he hit the nail right on the head.' "Well, even if that's true, which it isn't." Sena added quickly when he saw the look Hiruma gave him. "I'm sure you can find someone else to help you with your, your... Carnal desires." Hiruma frowned and leaned forward, turning Sena's chair around so he could fully face him. "Is that all you think this is about? If I wanted a quick fuck I wouldn't be spending a bunch of my free time helping you study when the fucking manager could be doing it." Sena frowned and focused on his hands which were folded neatly in his lap.

"But in the end, didn't you only start to tutor me because you don't trust anyone else with the task? After all, if people were able to find out who I was without my facade as the secretary I'd be scouted by a lot of teams and it would cause a lot of trouble." Hiruma leaned down and for a moment Sena swore he was going to be kissed again, until Hiruma's calmly spoken words registered in his mind.

"Kobayakawa Sena, I fucking love you."

Sena was unable to move, to respond at all, so he watched helplessly as Hiruma slung his bag over his shoulder and exited his room.

Hiruma did not seem like the kind of person who admitted he loved someone.

He wasn't able to concentrate on his English work for the rest of the day, sleep evaded him that night and he couldn't help but feel increasingly guilty about the situation.

Hiruma had been spending a lot of time with him as opposed to creating strategies for their upcoming game, and he had said he loved him, a fairly un-Hiruma-like thing to do.

'Oh God, I feel so bad for not saying anything before he left.'

He was so consumed in his guilt that during his tests he was more worried about Hiruma's feelings than passing, even though he did try and concentrate and answer the questions to the best of his ability whenever he wrote down an answer. 'Hiruma-san taught me this.' Would run through his head and remind him of what a horrible person he was for not saying anything to Hiruma.

As soon as school was over he just wanted to find Hiruma, tackle him to the ground and apologize profusely for being so cold hearted. But he had practice after school and he couldn't do that in front of the entire team, he probably wouldn't be able to bring Hiruma down anyways, and if he did manage to he was pretty sure Hiruma would somehow manage to pin him down.

Why was that thought not creeping him out as much as it should.

Practice was pure, unadulterated torture without being able to apologize and by the end of it when everyone else had changed and gone home he found himself shyly approaching the older boy who was standing by the entrance of the clubhouse.

"H-Hiruma-san?" Sena asked cautiously from the doorway, he didn't answer. "Look, it's just, I feel really, really bad about yesterday and I couldn't stop thinking about it and if you really do l-love me, well, I think I feel something for you too, maybe I even love you, even though you kiss a bit too harshly, and, and-" "That's enough." Hiruma turned around and to Sena's surprise he was grinning down at him.

"Che, I know your type, guilt eats away at you a lot like curiosity does and before you know it you're admitting things you'd much rather keep secret. So, you feel something for me eh, maybe even love me, good, now maybe you'll kiss back instead of making me do all the work." Sena flushed in embarrassment. "Well I'm glad you think it's so funny, I felt really bad about that Hiruma-san, what if I don't get good enough on my tests to keep being the secretary?" Hiruma stretched out his arm and draped it around Sena's shoulder. "I have my ways Sena, not only is your teacher super scared of me, but he also had quite an interesting pastime. I just wanted to use blackmail as a last resort because I don't want you getting too dependant on me."

Sena fiddled with the hem of his blazer. "What if people found out? Do we have to be together in secret?" Sena didn't like that, he didn't like keeping secrets from his friends and family, Hiruma just snorted at the question.

"Let them find out, anyone who has a problem with it can come speak to me about it. The fucking manager will probably be angry for a bit, but who cares?" "I do." Hiruma sighed and brought Sena closer to his side. "Fine, we'll break it to her easy, but she'd better not fucking accuse me of bullying you into it. And other than her who would dare question me?" "My parents, maybe." "Ha, your mom loves me, she'll probably be overjoyed that we're together." Hiruma slowly turned Sena to face him and lowered himself so he could look him right in the eyes.

"So, you're going to start kissing back now right?" "Only if you promise not to kiss me too hard, it really-mphhhh." Hiruma touched their lips together firmly but with less vigor than usual, running his tongue along the seem of Sena's lips until the younger boy parted them, shyly sliding his tongue against Hiruma's. It was a bit tame for Hiruma's taste, but he could deal with this. Ah, what one does for the person they love.

Besides, if Sena got all 'fluttery' during his 'violent' kisses, then chances were it wouldn't be to long until he would get to stop holding himself back.

'And anyone who dares to try and lay a hand on my Sena will fucking pay. Ya Ha!'