Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21... Sadly. Actually it isn't sad, but well...
Hiruma Youichi was walking on the streets, just wandering, since he had nothing much to do after the Christmas Bowl. It was winter, and the cold frosty air blew in his face, it refreshed him though. He walked slowly; there was no hurry after all. Absently, he watched the people milling past him in the streets, many of the faces were familiar; though they might not know him, he knows them and maybe too well.
Just then, a small girl rushed past him and on to the road, behind her, her frazzled mother gave chase, yelling at her to stop. To which she only replied cheekily, "Come and catch me!"
Hiruma watched in mild amusement, this scene was sadly familiar to him to and it brought up hidden memories, memories that he preferred to be kept deep in the recesses of his heart.
-FLASHBACK- (10 years ago)
"Oniisan! Come and catch me!" a little girl of about 5 years old had shouted happily, running away from him. Youichi chased her gamely and was closing the gap on her when she suddenly turned and dashed onto the road.
"Hey, come back; don't go on to the road, it's dangerous!" Youichi rebuked. Young as he was, he had already understood that he was not to play on the road as the drivers sometimes do not pay attention while they are driving.
"Come and get me!" the little girl ignored him and yelled cheekily.
Youichi heard the rumbling of an oncoming car and froze in shock. His eyes widened. The little girl was still facing him, oblivious to the imminent danger she is in. He ran forward but was later by that one instant. The car rammed straight into the little girl like something out of a horror movie, then drove off without even stopping. The little girl flew in a graceful arc and landed like an abandoned ragdoll, limbs sticking out at odd directions and blood spewing out from the myriad of wounds.
Chaos ensued and there were gasps and screams, somebody fainted, another was gabbling furiously into the phone. Everybody clustered around the unmoving body of the girl, but hardly anybody noticed the distressed boy on the road.
Youichi froze, a cold chill raising up in him, his mind drawn up a total blank and as he stared at the frenzy in front of him, something rose in him.
"Nooooooo!" An animal-like scream rang in the air, shocking the people nearest to him. The boy's legs gave way and he collapsed on the rough surface of the road.
Just the moment's hesitation and his world crumbled, right in front of his eyes.
"I should have been faster" He whispered to himself.
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Hiruma shook his head slightly, as if trying to get rid of those disturbing thoughts. Then, like some horrendous nightmare, he heard the rumble of the car on the tar of the road.
He felt a horrid sense of déjà vu and turned to see the car speeding up the road towards the girl.
There was no hesitation this time, Hiruma lunged forward.
As he made contact with the frightened girl, he pushed her away hard, feeling the cold relentless metal on his skin for a split second before he flew. The screech of the brakes rang in his ear as he flew, and the only thing he could think of was, I was faster now, imouto-chan. He grinned as he succumbed to black nothingness.
Hiruma landed with a slight thump face down and a puddle of blood started to spread from under him, his left arm hung at an odd angle. The mother of the girl Hiruma saved rushed to her little angel, making sure she was alright before she called for the ambulance. Everybody crowded around Hiruma.
"Is he going to be okay? He was such a hero, rushing out like that," someone exclaimed.
"..There was no hesitation; he dashed out to save her!"
"..Hey! Isn't he the demon quarterback from Deimon High?"
".. Oh yeah! I didn't know he was a heroic guy."
A few minutes later, the ambulance came, and the paramedics carried Hiruma gently on the stretcher. The distraught mother of the girl and her daughter followed them as well.
A few hours after...
Anezaki Mamori had just took her dinner to the dinner table and sat down to eat, watching the news at the same time.
"...An accident happened at Kyoran Street this afternoon, resulting in one injured. According to one of the witnesses there, the injured was a student from Deimon High..." Mamori sat up when she caught the words 'Deimon High' and 'injured'.
"...That had risked his life to save a little girl who was playing on the road at that time. Also, the teen had been identified as the quarterback from Deimon High, Hiruma Youichi. He had now been admitted to Konshuu Private Hospital..." Mamori gasped and dropped her spoon in shock and horror. Hiruma kun? What in the world?
Mamori abandoned her dinner and picked up the phone, calling the other Devil bats members.
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