Disclamer: Weeeeell… no, I don't own Eyeshield 21 at all. Sadly.

Rating: T (For the swearing)

Pairing: Hiruma x Sena, slight Jyuumonji x Sena at the end

Author's Notes: Well, hope this is good! Oh, there is quite a bit of swearing in here too.

"Shut the fuck up, Yoichi!"

No one dared to move or even so much as utter a single breath after that. It was dead silence.

Even Taki, who usually never fully realized the mood around him, kept his big mouth quiet.

"I'm fed up with you telling me what to do all the fucking time, dammit!"

Monta stood by the stands of the field with his mouth agape at what his best friend just did.

Mamori, who was right next to Monta, was staring wide-eyed at Sena and nearly dropped the equipment she was carrying on Monta's feet. (She probably more or less surprised that Sena could yell at someone, let alone cuss.)

"All day long it's "Do this, fucking shrimp," "Get that, fucking shorty," "Fifty extra laps for you, fucking pipsqueak!" I'm tired of it!"

The huh-huh brothers couldn't believe their ears. Was that really Sena yelling at Hiruma (the Commander from Hell, mind you)? It just wasn't possible!

…At least until now.

"I can't even fucking think straight with you always yelling in my ear!"

Kurita looked like he was nearing tears… Hiruma-kun was going to me so mad and do something very, very reckless!

Komusubi, too, looked as though he had just seen ghost.

"You're always telling what the hell to do all the damn time!"

Suzuna, for lack of better words, was positively stupefied. For all the time she has known Sena, he did not act like that; this Sena had to be an imposter!

Even Musashi had a look of general surprise on his usually passive face.

"Well, who the fuck died and made you king! Huh!"

Hiruma, whose eyes were widened slightly and mouth hanging open a bit, regained composure and smirked.

Sena, who was still huffing slightly with flushed from anger, paled.

"W-wait! I'm s-sorry, H-Hi-Hirum-"

"Well, well, well, fucking shrimp. I didn't know you had it in you!"

Hiruma's cackle scared Sena more than anything else in the world.

"P-please, wait! I c-can explai-"

Hiruma cut him off again.

"Kekeke…Well, fucking shrimp, no one has died… yet… but I'll show you why I am "the king!"

Everyone watched in amazement as the blonde devil picked up the petite running back and proceeded to haul him off towards the clubhouse.

Yet what had scared them all back into doing their afternoon practice was not the shrill sound of gunshots, but of the clear, pleasurable sounding screams of a certain quarterback's name that followed it.

Though, it would be fair to say that it did leave one cheek-scarred lineman very pissed off.