Summary: If someone actually studied the interaction between them, what he/she would have noticed? HiruMamo

Disclaimer: Eyeshield 21 doesn't belong to me.

Always, from the corner of his eyes, she will be there using the hand signals only the both of them know to tell him what she has found out. He can always rely on her to get the information he needs in the fastest time possible.

She would always be at every game, well what did you expect, she is the team manager in the first place. They got along like the sun colliding into earth when they first met each other and it didn't help much the second time when he was trying to lay hands on Sena.

The team would never know of their relationship maybe except Jyuumonji but the others, let's just say they're very very slow at noticing things. Of course, Hiruma would have to find some way to stop Jyuumonji from telling the others though.

Of course, they would have to put up a front too like Hiruma calling her "fucking manager" which she really hated at first but got use to it after some time because if you know Hiruma, he doesn't care whether one likes it or not, he calls the shots.

But if you look ever so closely, during games when she's telling Hiruma the things she's spotted through hand signals, you'll see the small movements of his hand at the side of his body signaling a small gesture of thanks and her smiling ever so gently cheering for him throughout the game.

Or you will notice that whenever he calls her "fucking manager," the tone of his voice softens ever so slightly that only well she will notice.

A/N: First fic after so so long. I got the idea of writing this fic yesterday when flipping through vol 17 of the manga where there was a scene where Mamori was using hand signals to tell Hiruma some stuff. After that I got out the others to find the scene where the hand signals thing actually started. I'm not really sure is the both of them are the only one's who know the hand signals or did one of the white knights guy understand it. Nevertheless, reviews please. Flames welcomed in a mild sort of way.