Disclaimer: I do not own Eyesheild 21. I make no profit from this story besides making my best friend squeal. Also, this is YAOI/SLASH so if you do not like then do not read. I do not care for flamers and the flames will be used to burn the very reviews that made them.

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It was Mamori's and Suzuna's idea to throw a Halloween party because everybody was too old to go Trick-or-Treating. The party was taking place at Mamori's house because her mother would not be home. They invited all of the Deimon football team as well as their friends from the other teams. Suzuna was making Hiruma come and the blonde quarter back was not pleased. Costumes were mandatory and the small cheerleader insisted on making Hiruma's. He grudgingly let her because it meant he did not have to buy something he would only wear once.

Halloween was finally here and the Deimon team was the first to arrive at Mamori's house since they had to help set up. After they finished setting up, they changed into their costumes. Hiruma was the last to change into his costume and when he stepped out of the bathroom the team, except for Suzuna, could not stop themselves from gaping at him. The devious, tactile quarter back was wearing tight black pants, his regular boots, and a red muscle shirt that showed off his muscular arms. There was a red devil's tail sewn to the back of the pants and wings on the back of the shirt.

They were snapped out of their daze by the ringing of the door bell. Mamori answered the door and let their friends into the house. The costumes were not much of a surprise because they reflected each person's personality. Shin was in his football uniform, Takami was dressed as a prince, Sakuraba was a vampire, Kid and Tetsuma were cowboys, Riku was a werewolf, and no one was quite certain what Rui was dressed as.

The party started and everyone paired off to dance or to just talk to friends. Rui made his way over to Hiruma who was standing in a dark corner of the living room. The blonde haired teen was sulking, his arms crossed over his chest in defiance to do anything but stand there all night. Rui stopped in front of the devil, blocking him from everyone else's view, and wrapped his long arms around the slim waist. Hiruma relaxed into the embrace and reached up to wrap his arms around his boyfriend's neck, pulling the taller teen closer. His usual grin slowly stretched across his face as lust shone softly in his eyes. The tall, lanky yet bulky linebacker was dressed in a pair of black, torn pants that hugged his legs, black boots, and shackles with a single ring on each one, and finally he wore a collar that had a ring on the front of it. He wore no shirt and overall was a very appealing sight to Hiruma – more so than usual.

"What exactly are you supposed to be?" Hiruma asked. He raised a slim black eyebrow curiously and watched a smirk slowly creep onto Rui's face.

"I'm a slave to the devil," Rui told him quietly, seductively.

Hiruma's devilish grin softened into a smile and he kissed his boyfriend, uncaring if his team or anyone else saw. All he could think about was how much he loved the male holding him securely and kissing him lovingly. For once, he thought, it might not be so bad to just relax and enjoy himself.