Sena has been pushed around all his life. He never thought there would be anything better for him until he found the American Football Club. With his running speed earning him the nickname "Eyeshield 21", Sena is now the star running back to the DevilBats. Sena loves American Football and the commaderie of his teammaters but can he survive the deadly training of their quarterback: Yoichi Hiruma?????

This is a World of Drabbles featuring Hiruma, Sena and all the other players of Eyeshield 21. Enjoy!

Blood Drive

Blood Drive
Featuring: Hiruma, Sena
Written by: QuarterbackHiruma and SenaCatchMeIfYouCan21
Word Count: 276

Hiruma sat in the clubhouse typing away at his computer. He was focused on his work, looking up football information for their upcoming game. The clubhouse was quiet; the atmosphere was perfect for his concentration. The door to the clubhouse suddenly slid open. Hiruma’s ear twitched feeling the presence enter into the room.

“Hiruma!” Sena exclaimed, “Guess what I did today.” The running back closed the door behind him and took a seat on the bench, “I went and donated blood.”

“Donate blood?” Hiruma shifted his eyes back towards Sena, “Feeding vampires are you?”

“Yeah,” Sena smiled, “Figured I better go ahead and do it. They say that there is a shortage and that they are in desperate need for blood donation. Since I noticed their van figured I would go ahead and get it done.” He stuck out his arm towards the quarterback, displaying his ‘wound’, “See, they got me.”

Hiruma reached over, grabbing Sena’s arm. He pulled him closer, inspecting his injection site and then the rest of his arm, “That’s it?” the quarterback quipped, “Just this spot?”

Sena beamed proudly, “Yep! Just that little spot!”

An evil smile quickly spread across Hiruma’s face, “I can get more blood out of you than that!”

Sena quickly panicked, pulling his arm from Hiruma’s grasp, “No! No more blood!”

“Give me your arm!” Hiruma yelled. He stood up and whistled, “Cerberos!”

Sena’s expression went to complete shock. He bolted out of the clubhouse and took off running down the street. Hiruma smiled. He closed the clubhouse door and went back to his computer. The clubhouse was quiet; the atmosphere was once again perfect for his concentration.

End