Like before sorry mates if you expected something new. Please dont hurt me.

Disclaimer: Don't own Eyeshield 21 wouldn't you know

Sena was in serious shock.

He couldn't even remember what caused it, one moment he had been changing in silence. Now, well, now, his lips were being pressed awkwardly against Hiruma's own to a point where it almost hurt. The shirt that Sena had just changed out of was crumbled between them, the only thing that for the most part was keeping Hiruma away from Sena's exposed skin.

However he quickly overcame the challenge running his hands down Sena's shoulders leaning his stomach back and resting both hands on Sena's waist. The shirt dropped to the floor, Sena's grip was too weak to even achieve holding that much.

Slowly Hiruma leaned forward, actually pushing Sena back, until his exposed skin touched the cold locker behind him, Sena opened his mouth with a gasp and…

"Sena it's time to get up for school!" Mihae yelled cheerfully into Sena's bedroom, sticking her head in when she heard an alarmed yelp.

"Jeeze Sena, you're going to get really hurt one of these days if you keep falling out of bed like that." She scolded deciding to ignore how red her son's face was or his heavy breathing. She did have a brother after all. "Get up; you've just got enough time to take a shower." She hinted before ducking out of the room picking Pitt up as she went.

At breakfast Sena was grave silent and his face was almost the same shade as the rice he was picking at. "What's wrong so-" Mihae discreetly whacked Shuma on the back of the head widening her eyes in warning.

"Um, never mind, I'm sure whatever it is you'll decide wisely." Shuma said a questioning hint to his voice, in response Mihae bent down to kiss him on the cheek. Restraining from patting him on the head and adding 'good husband.'

Sena was oblivious to their silent conversation and turned up at his father awakening from the place he zoned out in. "Huh, did you say something?" He asked tilting his head cutely to the side. Mihae sighed cheerfully giving Sena a kiss on the forehead.

"It was nothing, now eat and hurry up, you've gotta get to school in time for morning football practice. And don't forget your coat." She ordered curiously noticing that he paled worst at the mention of football practice.

As if he was being forced into it, Mihae huffed even though she was curious for the real reason, decided to ignore once again. "O-okay, I'm almost done." Sena replied before looking down surprised to how much rice was actually left.

"You haven't even started yet, and what are you doing eating cold rice for breakfast? What are you on one of those crazy diets?" Sena's mom asked her tone sharpening and she took the bowl away to throw in the microwave.

From the fridge she produced a raw egg and a bottle of sol sauce muttering to herself about kids and their crazy eating habits.

The microwave beeped and Mihae flipped a stray bang out of her eyes before opening it and carefully taking the rice out. Making a quick indent in the center of the bowl she drizzled a little sol sauce on, before cracking the egg and mixing the breakfast together.

"Okay, Sena now this is a real breakfast," Mihae said already halfway across the kitchen before she realized that it was strangely Sena-less. She was about to shout, just as the front door slammed shut. "Huh, did you say something?" Shuma asked looking up startled from reading the paper.

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Sena made it seconds before practice officially stared and was lucky enough to change alone. All through practice he avoided Hiruma to the best of his ability, it was easy enough, he just had to make sure not to stop moving or give Hiruma a reason to shoot him. (The second was actually the hardest of the two.)

Classes passed at an almost alarming pace and before Sena even have time to panic properly, it was time to head to the clubhouse.

So panicked he even considered ditching practice; Agon would probably be ecstatic if Sena did, and if he spent the time with him instead. But Sena's legs seemed to have a mind of their own and by the time he decided to do so, he was already standing in front of the clubhouse.

Damn.

He sighed heavily trying to gather all his courage…and failed. Feeling the need to pace he headed around the side of the clubhouse.

Why? And Hiruma of all people, what the heck was the dream supposed to mean? Oh, what if Agon found out? Feeling close to hyperventilating Sena crouched down and decided to give the subject some serious thought.

Seriously…he felt horrible, but what made it worst was that the dream happened or that he could remember everything in perfect detail? Neither, Sena admitted with a deep blush, when he had woken up there had been that problem, and well, he made for one seriously bad boyfriend.

How would he even begin to explain the situation to Agon? A vision of an incredibly pissed Agon filled his vision and Sena sighed resting his forehead on his knees. Damn, that was going to be scary.

"Aw, is it moping day? I must have missed the memo," Suzuna pouted suddenly appearing in front of Sena. He gave a cry of alarm that could have been mistaken as a girlish shriek. "Whoa, what's with that reaction? I didn't even say anything frightening yet." Suzuna said taken back and Sena blushed.

"S-s-sorry, it's just, um, I was thinking about something." He stuttered and Suzuna rolled her eyes crouching down and falling to her knees before slipping her skates under her legs.

"Okay what's new with Agon-kun now?" She asked in a slightly more serious tone. Sena's face warmed up and he laughed a little too nervously. "I-I didn't say anything about Hiruma-san!" He burst out and Suzuna's eyes widened.

Realizing his slip Sena sighed and Suzuna held out her hand as if expecting something. "Okay, now spill what's going on?" She demanded and Sena hesitated for a moment before slouching over and deciding to just give in.

"Nothing really happened, it was this, um, this, er, um, d-d-dream I had last night." He stuttered and for a moment Suzuna stared at him, but connected the dots faster than he probably did.

"No! You had a sex dream about Yoi-niichan?" She gasped looking way too pleased Sena groaned and slid his head behind his knees, it sounded even worst out loud. "What am I going to do? Agon-san's going to hate me forever!" He whined and Suzuna's eyes widened in surprise.

"What are you talking about? You're not going to seriously tell Agon, are you?" She asked and he nodded still not looking up. "Um, of course, why would I lie to him?" He asked his voice slightly muffled.

Suzuna sighed and scooted over so she was sitting next to Sena. "Look, it isn't lying if he doesn't find out! And how would he ever know, I'm the only one you told right?" Sena nodded sitting up straight. "Then, just don't mention it! You're a teenage boy, of course you're going to have sex dreams it's the yucky part of being a guy!" Suzuna said cheerfully and Sena sighed not quite convinced.

Determined to prove her point Suzuna continued, "What was the first thing you thought when you woke up this morning?" She asked and Sena shrugged. "Uh, 'ouch that's the floor' why?" Suzuna shook her head pausing to think her next sentence over.

"No I mean after you were done, you know doing your waking up thing, what were you thinking about?" She asked and Sena sighed again hit by another wave of depression. "The fact that I'm a horrible boyfriend and the sky has every reason to strike me with a bolt of lightening." Sena said a little to well rehearsed.

Sensing that Sena was challenging the fates the sky grumbled, dark clouds already forming over the sun.

"Uhhh, okay, see? You're thoughts were instantly on Agon, it's not like your mind was in the gutters, you felt ashamed and for good reason. You feel remorse, that's really good." Suzuna cheered even clapping her hands to prove her point.

Curiously Sena thought over what she said, "but if I didn't do anything wrong, why can't I tell Agon-san?" He asked and Suzuna giggled rolling her eyes. "Because mentioning to your boyfriend causally about the sex dream you had about his arch rival is a good way to start a whole parade of jealously, stupid-head." She snickered and Sena nodded already caught in his own thoughts.

Suzuna smiled feeling proud of herself, maybe she could be a relationship worker person when she got older, they made good money, right? Sighing loudly she silently slipped out a notebook from her backpack and gave Sena a curious look.

"But if you want to talk about this…dream, what happened? Don't worry about too many details I can handle it." Sena instantly paled again relapsing into his earlier state of depression. "Oooh was it that good?" Suzuna asked with a giggle just as a volley of bullets showered in their direction.

"Fucking shrimp what the fuck are you doing? Go get your ass dressed!!!" Hiruma growled and Sena nodded slowly, it had only been Suzuna's bullet-proof backpack that had saved their lives.

Suzuna put it down somewhat smugly before looking up and noticing that Sena had regained color in his face, a lot of color actually, and his eyes weren't quite meeting Hiruma's actually they keep traveling a little lower…

"GAH! OKAY, CHANGING!" Sena screamed straight into Suzuna's eardrum. She didn't even have time to whack him upside the head though, because in a flash he had already locked himself inside the clubhouse.

"What the fuck is that all about?" Hiruma asked dryly and Suzuna giggled stepping behind him and pushing him farther away from the clubhouse, Sena probably needed some space. "Oh you know, just some 'boy' things, a little of this, a little of that," She said, her giggling turning nervous when Hiruma didn't budge.

"Explain." He demanded and Suzuna sighed skating in a circle around Hiruma to face him directly. "I would really love to Yoi-niichan, but I'm sworn to secretly and Sena's friendship is more important to me that-"

"So it's a sex dreams then," Hiruma mused, not really listening to Suzuna speak. Her mouth dropped open in shock and she quickly tried to regain her composure, for Sena's sake. "Um, er, w-what are you talking about? Pssh, Sena's a saint he doesn't have sex dreams, the idea is outrageous!" She said laughing the idea.

Hiruma glared down at her and crossed his arms, "Are you lying to me?" He asked in a tone that indicated he knew already knew the truth. "Yeah…but don't tell Sena, for some reason he decided to trust me – of all people – and I didn't even get to hear the details yet." Suzuna whined and Hiruma snorted.

"Fine, did he say who?" He asked, but Suzuna was already expecting the question and instead giggled fluttering her eyelashes. "What don't tell me you're hoping that it's you?" She exclaimed flirty and Hiruma nodded his expression still serious.

"Yeah, why not." Suzuna slipped back, surprised by the answer and gasped for a complete of seconds, unable to comprehend at first what Hiruma was saying. "Why? I mean, sure Sena's cute and stuff, but seriously…" Suzuna shook her head still not sure if she could comprehend everything thrown at her today.

First a confession by Sena now one by Hiruma who was going to be next? Instantly she shot a glare at Cerberus who had bee humbly gnawing on some mysterious type of bone. "If it's enough to get him to stay away from Agon I'd do it. It wouldn't do well for up coming games if Sena's under the fucking dreads influence." He explained causally and to cover up her remaining shock Suzuna decided to play again.

"Oh suuuuure, that's the only reason, as if you couldn't just point a gun at Sena and say 'hey fucking shrimp no more dates' and he wouldn't be all 'y-y-yes Hiruma-san whom I tend to worship'" Suzuna pointed out. Hiruma winced slightly at her mock imitations of Sena and himself but didn't say anything on the subject.

"I didn't expect them to date for this fucking long; I know the fucking dreads, he usually dumps after week one, and that's only for serious cases. Anyway if I enforce my threatening abilities, Agon could use it to his advantage." Hiruma explained and Suzuna rolled her eyes.

"Likely story, well anyway, gotta go, got some cheerleading stuff to do! See ya'll!" She said before bolting as if being chased by hell fire.

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"You WHAT?" Sena gasped and Suzuna flinched, hurt by the anger in his tone. "Technology he realized it out for himself, I didn't even hint on anything Yoi-niichan can seriously read minds. Anyway he doesn't know for sure who was in the dream." Suzuna pointed out in an attempt to save herself some grace.

"I'm doomed, doomed, completely doomed," Sena muttered slinking down to the sidewalk. Suzuna threw a nervous look around before trying to tug him to his feet. "I'm telling you! You're overreacting to the whole thing! It was only one sex dream about Yoichi, and knowing you nothing lime-worthy probably happened!" She huffed and crossed her arms, shuffling from one foot to the other uncomfortably.

"Agon-kun is standing behind me isn't he?" She squeaked and the reply came from behind her. "Yes," answered a very angry, very pissed Agon. "Um, sh-should I leave?" Suzuna asked in a small voice and Sena nodded silently his eyes open wide, the scene probably hadn't completely sunk in for him yet.

Without a moment to lose Suzuna turned and bolted across the street not even bothering to look back. Maybe relationships just weren't her thing.

"I am so s-s-sorry, I understand that you probably really hate me and if you don't want to ever hear from me again, I'll totally leave you alone." Sena rushed his eyes tingling with the beginnings of tears.

"Urg, I'm not that angry, just stand up," Agon had barely finished giving the order when Sena sprang up. "Y-you're not angry?" He said confused, even though Suzuna had tried to cheer him up, she made it quite cheer that telling Agon would be a bad idea, even if her reasons were different.

"Correction, not that angry, of course I'm angry, but not at you." Agon said already marching towards the clubhouse. Sena had to practically run to keep up with his boyfriend's long strides. "Wh-what? But, um, oh! You can't seriously be mad at Hiruma, he didn't really do anything.

To Sena's relief Hiruma must have made a quick beeline after practice, despite myth he didn't spend 24/7 at the clubhouse. Turning to face Sena Agon scanned the surrounding area, his expression impatient.

"Okay knowing you it was somewhere around here, where exactly?" Agon asked and Sena frowned tilting his head curiously. "Wha?" He asked and Agon huffed, not pleased with the fact that he was going to have to explain himself.

"The dream Sena, keep with me here," he said and Sena blushed instantly shooting the clubhouse a guilty glance. What did Agon want to burn all the evidence or something? "Um, the locker room," he muttered and Agon raised an eyebrow almost looking amused.

Grabbing Sena by the wrist he led the brunet over to said clubhouse and tried to open the door, it stood fast, locked. "You have a key?" He asked causally and Sena shook his head instantly.

Taking a step back Agon rammed his shoulder forwards taking the door clear off its hinges. "Wh-what did you that for?" Sena gasped struggling to keep the dismembered door from slamming on the ground.

"You said you didn't have a key," Agon pointed out as if he did that sort of thing on a daily basis. Well, fine, he did, but that didn't mean he could just break down the clubhouse door, Hiruma was scary.

Gently letting the door drop, Sena followed Agon into the clubhouse like a personal shadow, following as Agon walked around curiously picking something up before dropping it and moving on to the next item.

The nerves clawing at Sena's stomach were worst than the first time Agon had been inside his bedroom, and he had practically been hyperventilating at the time. Wait, no…this was five times worst than that.

"Locker room?" Agon asked already headed through the door thankfully not breaking it this time around. "Um, yeah," Sena admitted slinking in after him. Agon scanned the room for a moment before turning back to Sena a smirk on his face.

"Now, tell me about this…dream," he said keeping his voice low and husky. The hairs on the back of Sena's neck rose and he coughed finding it difficult to continue speaking. "I-I really am sorry I feel horrible about it." He muttered and Agon shrugged, it was almost shocking how causal he was reacting.

"I know, I get that, but," He whispered inching closer, still wearing his challenging smirk. "Now is the time where you do what I say, and not just rant on how freaking sorry you are." He explained, and Sena searched his expression, still no catching on what Agon was saying.

"But I am sorry," he repeated and Agon rolled his eyes, leaning down and giving Sena a quick soft kiss before pulling back. "I know, now, speak," he ordered and if possible Sena's face warmed up even brighter.

"Well, it wasn't really a sex dream, I-I'm not really sure how it started out, w-we were already, um, kissing." Sena muttered, practically breaking a blood vessel in his face. "Clothes?" Agon asked mildly and Sena muttered something incomprehensible. Well either that or he just choked on something.

"Hmm, what was that?" Agon asked a mocking tone in his voice. "Jeans, we were both wearing our pants, but, um, no, uh, shirts." Sena whispered and paused from freaking out when Agon took off his jacket, and the two layers of shirts underneath.

"Easy enough," He said and Sena swallowed, facing off with Agon was hard enough, but somehow without a shirt on, his boyfriend was at least five times more intimidating. "Any other details you want to mention before we start?" He asked and Sena froze rooted to the spot.

"S-s-start what?" He questioned still not moving even when Agon slipped his jacket off Sena's shoulders letting it fall to the floor. "Well I can't have you out there thinking those sort of things, unless of course there about me," He whispered the last part huskily into Sena's ear smirking again when Sena shivered.

Yeah, I know I could continue here with some steamy lemon or lime scene but it's just not my style, use your imagination!!!! ...And review!