The main characters are Sena, Monta and Hiruma; I guess this trio will be going on for the next few chapters.

Chapter 2- Gambling

Sena couldn't explain how he got caught in this situation.

To begin, Hiruma decided that he was bored and thought: 'Hey, wouldn't it be interesting to drag all of these people to illegal gambling places?' Or maybe Hiruma thought: 'Let's get everyone arrested!'

Whatever Hiruma was thinking, Sena was stuck here now with his friends.

Sure, some of them weren't fazed, namely the more delinquent type, Juumonji, Kuroki, Toganou and so on. But Sena was simply terrified; he just sat there, trying to think of a good lie to tell the police if they arrived. Monta, however, was all over the place, excited to earn money to buy Mamori a ring. Too bad Mamori wasn't there to defend Sena.

"Wow, Sena, look at all the money I just got MAX!" Monta showed off.

"Monta, that's ten dollars." Sena commented.

"Mukya! But I began with eight!" Monta grinned. "Come on Sena, try that game over there."

"... Y-You do realize we can be arrested for this," Sena questioned. Monta didn't take it with much regard: "Hiruma has our back, MAX! We can trust him, come on!" Sena sighed as he was led away by Monta to a card game.

The exact card game Hiruma was at.

"Hey, Hiruma, teach Sena how to play this game MAX!" Monta suddenly pushed Sena forward. Sena stuttered nonsense and Hiruma scoffed: "Che, I thought the fucking shrimp didn't want to be arrested by the big scary police officers." Hiruma imitated Sena with a high pitched voice.

"Mukya- you can't treat my best friend-" Monta began protecting Sena only to come face to face with Hiruma's handgun. "Yes, yes you can."

"A newbie, this is going to be easy!" A man smirked at Sena from across the table.

"Come on, fucking shrimp, you better not lose any of my fucking money." Hiruma rolled his eyes when he realized Sena didn't bring any money.

Hiruma quickly guided Sena through the rules, Sena nodded to each and every one of them. Then Hiruma rolled his eyes: "Here, play your first fucking game, lose my money and you are sent to fucking hell." Hiruma was grinning by now and Sena shuddered.

(A/N: I do not usually include notes, but the rules to Blackjack are to get an exact total or close to 21 with your cards, however you cannot pass 21 or your busted and lose right away.)

"Hehe, this is going to be too easy." The guy taunted from across the table. Sena sighed, taking a quick peek at his cards.

If there was one thing Sena knew about Hiruma while playing cards was that he tended to show off his cards, or always boast about something. Intimidation was probably the key. But with Sena's frail voice and shyness, there was no way Sena could pull that off.

Or could he?

Sena took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then he looked at the card with the most bored look he could attain.

He tapped the card twice, and the dealer laid down another card. An ace, great, now he has fourteen.

Sena continued to stare at the cards. Not looking up, hoping that he wouldn't get embarrassed. Then he did some calculations as the dealer turned to the other players.

The best card would be a 'seven' at this time. Sena thought about it, there is four of each card in a deck. A quick scan across the table, he managed to take out quite a bit, and it didn't seem anyone had a seven already, so he has four chances.

He tapped the cards twice again.

Six, Sena realized.

Twenty was the closest you can get to twenty-one, and there was a highly low chance he would get the last ace in the deck.

Sena, flipped over his card, his sudden facade of boredom was cut through: "U-Uh I have twenty."

Hiruma suddenly keened over laughing: "Kekeke, holy shit, never thought the fucking shrimp had it in him."

After that, Hiruma was sure to drag Sena into whatever games he had, although Hiruma always did win, but Sena still had fun along the way.

(A/N: Short, but it's just to prove I'm alive.)