Training with Hiruma
Featuring: Hiruma, Sena, Mamori
Written by: QuarterbackHiruma and SenaCatchMeIfYouCan21
Word Count: 278
“Ow!” Sena exclaimed.
The gear he had been carrying dropped to the floor with a thud. The running back gripped his hand, looking down to see a deep groove in his finger. As the blood started to seep out of the cut, Sena stuck his finger in his mouth; sucking on it in attempt to stop the bleeding and dull the pain.
Hearing his yell, Hiruma’s ear twitched. He turned around to see Sena standing in a pile of football gear with his finger in his mouth. Hiruma raised a brow, a smug look of agitation spread across his face.
“What are you doing, shorty?” Hiruma asked, leaning in to look at him.
Sena pulled his finger out of his mouth, “Nothing! Nothing! I just cut my finger! That’s all! I’m fine!”
Before Sena could gather up the football equipment, Hiruma reached out and grabbed his hand. Sena was suddenly jerked towards him. The quarterback began to inspect Sena’s finger carefully.
Evil smile intact, Hiruma let out an exclamation, “This is bad! We might have to operate!”
Sena let out a yelp, quickly pulling away, “Don’t you dare!”
Hiruma let out a wicked laugh, “You can still hold a ball with three fingers.” The quarterback reached behind him and suddenly revealed a sharp knife, “Come here!”
In a flash Sena took off, running away from Hiruma, leaving the equipment behind. Hearing all the yelling outside, Mamori, the team’s manager appeared from the clubhouse. She walked up and stood beside Hiruma who was now gathering up the gear himself.
“What are you doing? Are you being bad to Sena!?” Mamori yelled.
Hiruma grinned, “He’s just doing practice runs.”
