CULTIVATED DECADENCE

Or, 'Why the educated students of Hogwarts are Bad Influences on Japanese footballers''.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is a registered trademark of J.K. Rowling. Likewise, I also have no ownership over Eyeshield 21 or Texts From Last Night (TFLN).

Hiruma was pissed and because of it, the rest of the Deimon Devil Bats were suffering for it. To date, this was probably the worst morning practice they had ever had the joy of attending. Unfortunately, not even Anezaki Mamori could deflect any of the blame because at the moment, she was also part of the reason that Hiruma was so angry.
"You fucking let him get kidnapped? You goddamned moronic assholes! You let some crazy psycho bitch run off with our FUCKING RUNNING BACK?"
Mamori, as always, attempted to play the hero. Obviously, it was already a failing battle.
"Hiruma-kun, it was completely at random. We-"
"Fucking manager, shut the fuck up! You just stood there and fucking let some stranger-"
"Actually, it was completely random. Sena was being bullied when we found him and we were just about to help when she showed up out of nowhere!"
Hiruma's eyes turned deadly as he stared down Mamori, Monta and Kurita; the three that had witnessed the kidnapping of their Ace Running Back.
"You better hope the fucking shrimp shows up for afternoon practice."

School wasn't quite the same without Sena in class and the three Huh-Brothers could attest to that. They kept their eyes out just in case, but it was to no avail. By the time the last school bell rang, Eyeshield still hadn't shown up and Hiruma was on the verge of murdering them and burying their bodies beneath the goalposts. Toganou had sworn to High Heaven that he'd witnessed Hiruma collecting wood for their coffins.
"So the fucking shrimp isn't fucking here."
Hiruma's voice is deadly soft. Hell, it seemed, was calling them.
Of course it was at this moment that Kuroki's phone decided to ring.
Kuroki froze and didn't make to reach for the offending article.
"You going to fucking answer that?"
Answering his cellphone has got to be one of the scariest moment of Kuroki's life.
"KOJI!"
Even his team mates can here the high-pitched squeal of the female voice echoing from the receiver.
"Listen, practice is going to run a little longer than usual today, I'll just see you at-"
"But, I'm already here."
When Kuroki's head shoots up he can practically hear the pout through the phone.
"What? Where are you?"
"Turn around."
It seems almost like a scene from a horror movie when Hiruma's face breaks out into a demonic grin and Kuroki slowly rotates his body around. When he finally spots her, colour drains from Kuroki's face and his jaw drops. Beside him, he can hear his team mates choking for air.
She's standing by the bleachers, one hand raised high in the air waving. It isn't the sight of her though, that has Kuroki freezing in shock. It is the bound and wriggling figure at her feet. A tiny stature, large and incredibly expressive brown eyes topped off with a head of untameable brunette hair.
"Is... Is that Sena-kun?"
"That's the girl!"
At Mamori's voice, Kuroki groans. Fucking hell. Fucking HELL.
When the team moves to surround her, Kuroki rushes to sequester himself between his wayward cousin and his psychotic team captain.
"Koji! You can't just-"
"Kazu, please, just let me handle this."
The reluctant nod from Hiruma is all Kuroki needs to turn his back on his team mates and lower baleful eyes to the pretty brunette smiling up at him.
"Hermione," He begins in a strained voice, "Who is that?"
"He's gorgeous, isn't he? I found him this morning."
Her Japanese is tinted with an accent that most of them can't place. Only Yukimitsu and Hiruma note that she's from one of the British Isles.
"Hermione, that's Sena; the running back for my team."
She tilts her head to the head slightly and the sight makes Toganou's cheeks flush red.
"Sena? Cute! Can I keep Sena-chan, then?"
"You can't go around kidnapping people!"
"Liberate! Not kidnap!"
"It's illegal!"
"But he's cute! Can't I keep him?"
Kuroki knelt down by her feet and flicked the pen knife from his pocket. Cutting the ropes binding Sena's body and ripping the tape from his mouth is a quick and easy affair. When he jumps up from the ground, brushing dirt from his uniform, he smiles easily and laughs off the concern of his team mates.
"She treated me quite well. You know... For someone who kidnapped me."

(717): You can't go around kidnapping people!

(314): LIBERATE! NOT KIDNAP!

(717): It's illegal!

(314): But he's cute, can't I keep him?

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Des.