Sugar-free
Featuring: Hiruma, Sena
Written by: QuarterbackHiruma and SenaCatchMeIfYouCan21
Word Count: 183
“This isn’t sugar free!” Hiruma’s voice echoed throughout the clubhouse. His foot landed firmly on Sena’s head, squashing it into the ground, “You worthless running back! You steal my last piece of gum and then bring me back this!?” The quarterback threw the gum down on Sena, “This isn’t sugar free! No one likes this type of gum! I should make you run laps until you die!”
“I’m sorry!” Sena pleaded.
“Not good enough!” Hiruma yelled back. Reaching over he grabbed a box of dog biscuits and shoved them down Sena’s shirt. Letting him go, he yelled for his dog, “Cerberos! Attack!”
Hours later Sena was lying on the ground of the practice field. Drool covered him as Cerberos sat on top of him chewing on his head. Hiruma had finished his work for the day. He was locking up the clubhouse when he felt something in his shirt pocket. Feeling into his pocket, the quarterback pulled out a new pack of sugarless gum.
“Oh,” Hiruma said, “I had a fresh pack right here.” The quarterback smiled, “What luck!”
Sena cried happily, “Yay.”
Last Piece
Featuring: Hiruma, Sena
Written by: QuarterbackHiruma and SenaCatchMeIfYouCan21
Word Count: 210
‘This must be Hiruma’s gum,’ Sena thought to himself. He knew that Hiruma loved chewing gum. He always had it with him when he wasn’t playing in games. Sena looked around. Hiruma was no where to be seen. As usual, the quarterback had magically disappeared when he heard the clubhouse needed to be cleaned. Setting the broom aside, Sena walked over and took a piece, ‘I wonder what this tastes like.’
Unfolding it from the wrapper, Sena placed the gum in his mouth and began to chew. The running back turned around to go back to work when he suddenly ran into Hiruma. The quarterback glared down at his running back.
“That was my last piece,” Hiruma said calmly, his look cold and menacing.
“Aw, don’t give me that look, sempai!” Sena smiled weakly, “I will go and get you some more.”
Hiruma raised a brow, “Now?”
“In a bit,” Sena said. Noting the look in Hiruma’s eye, he started to back up some, “unless you want it now and then I would be happy to go and get some for you.”
“You took my last piece,” the quarterback said pulling out a machine gun.
Seeing the flash of metal Sena quickly staggered back to the door, “Gah!! Okay, okay going, going!!”
