Next Time, Just Go Straight To The Damn Point.
Disclaimer: I. DON'T. OWN .EYESHIELD21. All Eyeshield 21 characters are rightfully belonged to their respective owners. I just borrow them; make it a little (or too much-depend on my mood) OOC to flow with my ideas. Even the characters I created are based on the original characters. So, none of the characters are mine. Understand?
Rating: Just to be safe, I rated it as T. (For Hiruma colourful language and suggestive themes that may appeared in the fic)
Summary: He knew something was terribly wrong with her. He's not blind to see it. He's not that oblivious to not notice it. And her secrecy was practically killing him.
"What is she hiding from me? Damn it Hiruma! You make me mad!" (I DON'T type the verb WRONG. It IS female!Hiruma~~ xD)
Main Pairing: FemHiruma X Agon
A/N: Okay~~ I absolutely don't have any idea that this fanfic exists in my laptop until I actually spend my time to reorganize the folders. I think this is one of my old ideas…so the updates may be a bit late because I honestly don't remember planning the plot…0_o Like my other fic, this is female Hiruma; AGAIN (don't worry, I AM going to write a fic on FemAgon~~) but this one I've decided to tell you the pairing. It's FemHirumaXAgon. Yeah, I hate Agon and I don't even remember why I choose this pairing. Sorry about that and also my bad grammar. I'm learning to write better. So support and give me constructive critics, guys! O(≧∀≦)O
And yeah, I may go crazy again in this one~~ MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
"..." for speech
Italic for thoughts or to emphasize something (depends on the situation...)
~Prologue~
Kongou Agon never expected his life will be destined to this path.
Everyone'll know it for sure...Just look at how he is!
He's a well-known womanizer who fucks different women every night.
That's an undeniable fact.
He's a legendary prodigy who called everyone 'trash' and acted like some superior bastard.
That's one of the ways to state the obvious.
He did not know love for he doesn't have a decent heart to feel such pure feeling.
Hundred percent true.
Care and love will never ever exist in this selfish, sadistic and arrogant creature named Kongou Agon.
Therefore, how actually he ended up in this kind of situation?
Because life's sucks that is.
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Agon pondered silently as he reviewed how his life had turned out these past few years. He glanced to the sleeping girl that curled almost cutely in the crook of his arm and smiled; though he has to admit that the shiny gun in her arms had actually pissed him off. She should hug him instead of the damn gun, for Naga's sake! Agon let out a frustrated sigh—somehow chanting gratitude in his mind—and shuddered at the image of her cackling maniacally and mocked him for a few decades because he's obviously being jealous to one damn gun, or more specific; her old AK47.
Chalked up another victory for her because managed to turn his personality upside down like this.
Growling, Agon grudgingly stole the gun from her arms and threw it on the long couch near their bed with a strong force, satisfied smirk on his face. He froze his movement when her pointy ears twitched, obviously alert to the soft sound of the gun landed on the couch. The satisfied smirk widen on his face when she remained unconscious—though her hands twitched nervously to the sudden lost of her 'beloved teddy bear'—and Agon quickly take his chance to trap the blond girl in a warm tight embrace. As he looked at her peaceful face, his mind move to a random memory before he buried his head into her golden locks in the miserable attempt to muffle his snicker.
FLASHBACK!
It was seven years ago. He was seventeen and already a legendary football player in Kantou. God-speed impulse threat, once-in-a-century prodigy and all those useless names voiced out by the trashy team that have to face his team. Shinryuuji Naga indeed the God in Kantou. The Naga's had never once been overthrown from the glorious throne of the champion; especially when he, Kongou Agon, joined the team. They're definitely invincible.
Though it's only lasted until one fated day where the destiny decided that the dragon had ruled the sky of victory for a too long period.
Thus, they fall to earth in a humiliating lost while the devils take their place ruling the sky.
Needless to say, Agon was royally pissed off.
He's the once-in-a-century prodigy. He's the invincible god. He should not lose like this just because of mere excuse of lack of practice. This was unacceptable. Totally impossible. He should always be on the top, laughing at the inferior brats who struggle hard against their lack of talent. And not the opposite, when they're laughing at him for not struggling hard enough to make use of his talent.
Okay, fine. None of them had actually laughed at him but still...
And it does not really help to sooth the building rage inside him when he saw her.
'Her' specifically named Hiruma Youshiki.
She might be the only true friend he ever had. The only one person in the world that understood him enough without clinging to him every single second and demanded his attention like his bitches. No. She never claimed that she understood him like the other girls always bragged about. However, he knew she's the only one that can truly read him like an open book. And the fact that she's the only girl that hang out with him and never once let him to get under her skirts (though the only moment he ever see her in skirts is when she's in her school uniform but it's still counts) had actually wounded his ego a bit. When she had chosen to go to Deimon with Kurita and Musashi and not followed him to Shinryuuji...
Something inside Agon is breaking.
He felt betrayed and started—trying—to hate her.
And now she's smirking smugly at him. Pink bubblegum inflated from the smug lips and her emerald eyes are literally laughing at him. The betrayal, anger and frustration that slept soundly in the dreadlocks-headed boy woke up in an uncontrollable rage. He wanted and will wipe that smirk from her face. With his unmatched reflexes, he lunged forward toward the girl; fist rose to punch her smug face not even caring or heard the panicked voices of his brother, his teammates and Deimon's players that tried to stop him from reaching the calm girl.
And then the most unexpected thing happens; courtesy of his more human and sane mind that finally ruled his head again.
Instead of throwing the strong punch he intended to, he gently yet powerful enough pulled the girl towards him and smashed his lips with hers, kissing her hard enough to make her crumpled helplessly in his arms. Emerald orbs shot up in surprise as her smaller hands desperately tried to shove him away. Agon didn't let that though. He tightened his grip around the slim waist as he broke the kiss and stared at her eyes intently. Dark violet eyes clashed with surprised emerald ones.
Hiruma squirmed helplessly in Agon's arms. "What the—"
"I love you." Agon cut in with a very serious tone.
"HELL?!" she continued with a confused frown. In the background, gasps can be heard everywhere while a certain cheerleader let out a happy, enthusiastic squeal.
"I love you," he repeated sincerely, eyes gleaming with mysteriously warm feelings under the semi-reflective glasses.
"This is a bad joke, fucking dreads...," Hiruma muttered, shaking her head as she tried to shove the muscular boy away.
"It's not a joke."
"WHAT? You think I'm buying that?" A scowl emerged on her face.
"I'm serious, Hiruma." The squirming and shoving halted. "Since three years ago. You make me crazy, Hiruma Youshiki. Every girl I've dated, I can only see you. This girl has the same devious glint in her eyes, that girl has the same blond shades of your hair, another girl has the same smirk like yours, the other one has the same emerald eyes like your eyes...,"he let out a somehow defeated and embarrassed groan. "You completely wrecked my life! Did you know why I kicked Kurita out from Shinryuuji?" her long fingers clawed dangerously at his jersey but he ignored that. In the corner of his eyes, he saw Kurita smiled and by the way the fat boy nodded at him, it's almost felt like Kurita was encouraging him to go on. Taking a deep breath, he continued; "It's because I'm fucking jealous. You hang out with them, laughing and having a good time with Musashi and Kurita which make me feel abandoned. I tried to hate you all these years but ended up loving you more. I'm not joking here, Hiruma. I. LOVE. YOU. You're a genius, you do know whether I lied or not."
The world was perfectly silent. Not even the wind dared to make a move as Hiruma stared at the boy who still had his arms round her waist with a bruising force. Her eyes calculating, a tight grimace on her face as she go on with her observation. Finally the dangerous claws on his jersey loosened up while the grimace on her face faded. She knew that he's not lying at all. The pure sincere behind the eyes denied any possibilities of lies and trickeries. She relaxed her tensed body under his arms and slowly reached up to give a quick peck on his lips. Her hands stroke the angular jaw almost tenderly before sneaked out from the embrace as his arms fell to his sides in shock. She stepped back cautiously, watching Agon touched his own lips in disbelief. Though the next second after that, the demonic quarterback found herself to be crushed against a finely sculptured torso.
"Is that a 'yes'?" Agon asked with a giddy grin.
"Depend on how you wanted to take it, fucking dreads...," Hiruma replied nonchalantly though faint blush had dusted her cheeks.
Agon grinned and swept the blond up for another kiss. Once he done savouring the mint flavoured lips, he put her back to the earth though his arm never left the small of her back. At that time, he suddenly realised that they're actually in the middle of a stadium with a lot of audience watching their little drama before. The dreadlock-headed boy whipped his head to his stunned brother and teammates, the petrified Devil Bats' member, the bug-eyed audiences on the stand, the smiling Kurita, the smirking Musashi and the squealing Suzuna. A second after that, the chaos erupted.
Both Monta and Sena screamed in terror.
The Huh Brothers and Komusubi simultaneously fainted.
Suzuna, Yukimitsu and Kurita were celebrating and dancing ceremoniously.
Musashi looked as calm as ever, picking his ear with his pinkie though a really happy grin was on his face.
Mamori smiled to the pair lovingly with her hands clasped together in front her chest.
Yamabushi and Ikkyu fell to their knees, praying to god to stop the world's end that was approaching..
Unsui hyperventilated and clutched his heart as if he's going to get a heart attack.
Shinryuuji's coach already wheeled out of the field straight to the hospital.
The others just ran aimlessly at the horror of having the monster and the devil dating.
Needless to say, both Agon and Hiruma bursts to laughter; Hiruma in her demonic cackle while Agon in his booming laugh.
Ignoring the chaos they had caused, Agon swiftly swept Hiruma in bridal style, carried her purposely towards the changing room, her lips were swollen by the time they reached the room. And obviously, the news break throughout the city the very same day as the pair were seen having dinner in a French restaurant that night, eventually sending new fear to Kantou's citizen.
FLASHBACK END!
Agon snickered again at that memory. He could never believe that Unsui; his ever calm and stoic brother could hyperventilated like that. Though Yamabushi and Ikkyu's little act praying like the world is going to end was god damn hilarious too. And when remembering his cool and calm coach had to be wheeled to the hospital because of a fucking heart attack; Agon had to bury his head deeper into the blond locks of his fiancée and laughed hard until his sides hurt.
Or at least until...
THUNK!
"Damn, that kinda hurts...," he muttered and rub at the spot on his head where the small gun hit him hard.
"That's what you get for waking me up at such fucking early hours," the groggy mutter beneath him sounded annoyed as the owner tried miserably to shove him away.
Agon grinned and wrapped his arms round her slender form tightly before flipping their position; now she's sprawling on top of his bigger figure. His grin grew wider upon noticing the annoyed scowl on her face. "Need me to put you back to sleep?" He asked in a slight suggestive tone, eyes gleaming with seduction.
Hiruma rolled her eyes and tried to move to the other side of the bed but can't because Agon's iron grip tighten round her waist stubbornly. Sighing, she let her head to rest on his shoulder as her eyes slid shut again. Not long after that, her soft breath vibrates against Agon's throat, making him shuddered at the warmth. However, watching her face this close, Agon couldn't help but frowned in disapproval. Her face looked calm and peaceful, but there was an obvious hint of exhaustion radiating from her. He slowly shifted her to a more comfortable position beside him and gently kissed her on the forehead, his hands swiftly rubbed her body where he thought may need some massage.
"Really, dreads...What's wrong with you?" Hiruma tried to sound irritated with the man sudden—and obviously rare—act of kindness, though her body subconsciously melted into his soothing hands. "You're acting too weird for one Kongou Agon," she muttered, voice thick with sleepiness.
Agon snorted and let his hands roamed down her spine to rub her back and sooth any stiff muscles he found there. "You're the one that was acting weird. I'm fucking worried when you being less energetic than usual these past few weeks," he countered back acidly though the worried frown is still on his face.
Hiruma sighed. Sometimes she just missed the old Agon that loved to pick a fight with her and not this possessive and overprotective fiancé who didn't even have the heart to call her 'trash' like he used to do. She missed the old bickering and fights they often did and of course, the disaster that followed after that. Opening a single emerald eye to look at her fiancé, she grimaced upon meeting the glaring violet orbs. Hiruma knew that Agon was dead worried of her bad health lately but she have to confirm something first before she told him anything. Her hands caressed the tensed jaw lightly before she rested them against his chest while she once again fell to a deep sleep.
Agon stared at her in disbelief but continued the movement of his hands to her shoulder and arms. Only god would know how much he appreciated those well-sculptured arms that hold both the proof of her continuous effort and the beauty of a woman. Done with his ministration, Agon draped his arm loosely over her smaller frame and firmly resolved that he will drag the blond to the clinic the first thing in the morning—even if there will be a war between her firearms and his godly reflexes in the process.
Something sure was wrong with her health recently and Agon was not that oblivious to not notice it.
For the years he had known this demonic girl, Agon always knew that Hiruma is not a lazy person. She always moved and doing things; which made him lost in confusion when he come home from work every day and found her sleeping on the couch with the TV watching her or sometimes on the table, drooling over her laptop (he's not going to admit to her that he loved the cute sight—because he wanted his limbs intact, thank you very much), the blond does not even twitched when he lifted her to the bed. Then come her constant headaches and puking which worried him even more. Agon doesn't really mind with the headaches because it seems so logic (trust him; cast a glimpse at her workloads and even he got a terrible migraine) but when the nausea and constant puking come along with her headaches in a package, he knew something is terribly wrong. And not to mention her backaches and abdominal cramps that she tried miserably to hide from him. Agon often heard her complaining (read as: cursed) on the pain every time she thought that she was alone or that he already asleep. Her secrecy on these symptoms drove him crazy and restless. Only the advice (the first and the only one) he asked from Unsui that stopped him from pinning the blond young woman somewhere and demanded her full explanation.
This then made him literally being strangled by his own anxiousness and worries.
Maybe he should consult with the rest of The Quarterbacks League about this.
Agon snorted. The Quarterbacks League. He didn't even know such league exists until he was cornered by every quarterback from all-stars team he ever met right after the parting party of World's Cup. The so-called league cornered him in an isolated part of the hotel after everyone else was drunk and Hiruma had returned to her room. There, for the first time in his life; Kongou Agon felt true fear lurking inside him and cold shiver running down his spine.
And trust me, nobody would laughed at him (except Hiruma probably) for having such fear.
Each quarterback from every strong team he had ever met formed a menacing ring around him. Their expressions were identical looks of protectiveness and murderous intent which successfully made Agon gulped in nervousness. From the easy going cowboy; Kid, the classy senpai; Takami, the always-relaxed cola maniac; Marco, Agon's very own twin brother; Unsui, the arrogant blond American; Clifford until—to Agon's ultimate surprise—the forbidden rose of Teikoku's Empire herself; Karin were making such serious expression that night. And their glares were solely directed to him.
Agon shuddered violently at the horrifying memory.
Apparently all quarterbacks had a soft spot and protectiveness over the demon he dated. All of them had viewed her as a very funny, devious, and admirable sister. And due to the fact that she's dating him (he blamed his womanizer records for this), the internal alarm in their heads rang to full force. Therefore, after watching how serious he and Hiruma were on their relationship; all members of The Quarterbacks League decided to give him warnings on what will they do to him if they ever found out he hurt their beloved sister; physically or mentally. And as if to prove how precious Hiruma is to them, the Hiruma's Protectors Club; joined by Mamori, Suzuna, Kurita, Musashi, the Huh Brothers, Habashira, Akaba, Kakei, Mizumachi, Banba, Gaou, Sakuraba, Ootawara, Shin, Heracles, Achilles, Yamato, Taka—again, to Agon's ultimate surprise—Mr. Don himself were already prepared to slaughter him mercilessly if the situation calls for it.
Frankly speaking, Agon didn't know how in the *guren he could ever survive while facing these monsters.
(A/N:*Guren is the 7th of 8 cold hells, in which it's so cold that the people who fell there, their skin crack open and the blood flows. The colour of blood is said to resemble the colour of guren—a red lotus. Or so the blog said... Sorry if it's wrong; I actually alternate writing this and reading the lyrics of my favourite song in a blog. Haha)
Hell, if the petite and shy Koizumi Karin could swore with murderous intent that she would shred him to pieces and gives his remains to Cerberus if he ever tried to hurt Hiruma (the shy girl was looking too capable for committing a merciless murder at that time); Agon couldn't imagined what the others could do to him.
That's one of the reasons the legendary prodigy changed his womanizer habit completely and be a lot more responsible towards his relationship with Hiruma. Honestly, Agon still liked the way his head attached to his neck and didn't want to risk losing it to those monsters.
Agon just contemplated on calling either Mamori or Karin and talked to them about Hiruma's strange behaviours when a pair of slender arms found their way round his head and pulled him towards the soft mounds that hidden behind her red satin nightdress. One of the slender pale legs eventually slid between his thighs causing Agon to purr in delight. Somehow, he started to feel really comfortable with her warmth and softness; dark violet eyes started to lost focus, tanned lids slowly hid them as Agon melted into the blonde's arms.
Needless to say, the plan was being ignored until the morning.
Kekekekeke….One easy question, everyone….What is happening to our dear Hiru-chan?