Teammate - Sekizan Takuya x Reader

Teammate

"I'm ____ ____ and my position is wing! It's nice to meet you all!"

Those words resonated throughout the field. Standing among the other 1st years introducing themselves to the team, you stood to the fullest of your (rather unimpressive) height and looked at the captain of the Jinko rugby team with fire in your eyes and a confident grin gracing your lips. Sekizan, along with the rest of the boys, looked back at you in utter disbelief. You, a first year girl, were saying that you would be joining the team as a player. Not a manager, a player!

You've loved rugby since you were little, and have been playing since you were in elementary school. You weren't surprised at their reactions, you got that quite a lot, especially when playing against other teams. They sorely underestimate you, expecting you to be frail and weak and expecting your team to be the same since they were desperate enough to let someone like you on the team. That, however, is usually the mistake that almost always seals the outcome of the game.

Sekizan blinks a few times while you simply stare back at him, waiting for him to say something. But, what was he supposed to say? It's not like he's gonna tell you no, especially with the fact that not only do they need players, but they need experienced players. And from the sound of it, you've clearly played before.

"How tall are you?" He finally asked.

"165cm, sir," you responded. You weren't by any means tall, but you weren't the shortest on the team either. You're height was fairly average, after all.

"Um, well...a-alright then. That's all for introductions. Umeno," Sekizan looked to the team manger, who took over from there.

"Firsts years, if you've played before, you're with the captain! Beginners, you're with Hachioji. And don't worry, you're in really good hands," Umeno announced, pointing in the directions that Sekizan and Hachioji began walking in. You looked over at Sekizan walking in the opposite direction of Hachioji. You followed the captain, confidence never wavering as you began practice by gauging how well you can tackle. You watched as the timid giant, Iwashimizu, and the arrogant one, Oharano, took their turns rushing the wild haired third year with the tackle bag.

Then it was your turn.

You stepped in front of Sekizan, crouching down low, keeping your back straight and shoulders back.

"I'm just asking that you do the best you can, I'm not expecting anything special. I just want to gauge your strength...," Sekizan spoke slowly, not expecting you to be able to knock him off his feet or even really make him budge much at all. However, his sentence trailed off when he looked more closely at you. Your eyes held the same fire in them as they did during your introduction, your expression never wavered as your brow settled into focus, your eyelashes cast shadows over your cheeks as you narrow your eyes in concentration. Sekizan could already tell you weren't going to be the type to half-ass practice, the look in those sparkling eyes of yours telling him as much.

'Her eyes really do sparkle, they're actually kind of pretty- wait! What are you thinking, this is a new player for the team and you're in the middle of practice! Get it together, Taku!'  Sekizan scolded himself for losing focus over something like that. This was not the time to be thinking crap like that.

Completely unaware of the trance Sekizan was in, your gaze focused to the center of the tackle bag, you took a deep breath and-