9.05pm, 27 dis. 2006
Hey people! This is my second fic after Daddy Hiruma and thank you sooo sososo much for reviewing. It's really nice to get comments for something you slaved on. Ok I'm babbling here so read this and review ok?!
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Chapter 1 Sleepover
Today was another normal day in Anezaki Mamori's life. Sweep, sweep. Scrub, scrub. Stack, stack. She busied herself by cleaning the football team's clubhouse, trying hard to ignore the booms and bams and yahas coming from the field outside. Then, as if they knew she just finished mopping the floor squeaky clean, the door slams open and the football team dragged their feet in, printing muddy footprints in with them all over her shiny floor. They all looked dead exhausted except for of course a certain blonde elf, so she just bit her tongue and re-mopped the floor.
"Manager!" Mamori grinned, noticing that Hiruma failed to call her kuso like he always succeeds to. "Yes Hiruma-kun?" she smiled sweetly at him for his lack of curse words today. "I'm sleeping over tonight." Hiruma stated followed by a grin that in itself explains why teachers and fellow students fear him.
Her smile faltered, and then her nose and forehead gets all scrunched up, making her look 95. His smirk grew wider. "I know for a fact that your parents went on a holiday and you'll be all alone the whole week. So I'm crashing at your house tonight."
"Wha.. B...But... I didn't even invite you to my house!" Hiruma stopped typing on his 'Machine of Mischief and Mayhem' as she once called his laptop, and gave her a like-that's-gonna-stop-me look. But Hiruma, as if she was the thickest person alive, said it anyway. "Like something as measly like that's going to stop me. Relax, I'm not gonna do anything to you.", though the evil glint in his sapphire eyes say otherwise.
The clubhouse which, just a few minutes ago, was buzzing from respective conversations and jokes from the members, had gone eerily silent. They all knew that Hiruma and Mamori were going out, but still that doesn't mean they've gotten use it. Most of them were blushing furiously; the most flustered were Sena and Monta who were trying to nonchalantly resume their conversation only to end up mumbling something incoherent to each other. Suzuna and the Ha brothers were silently shaking from laughter, but to avoid the wrath of Mamori's bulletproof mop, all resisted the urge to yell "Way to go, Hiruma!" or "You dog!" But one thing was very clear; everybody in the room knows the hidden meaning of Hiruma's I'm-not-gonna-do-anything sleepover.
Mamori was very well aware of the awkward coughing and silent laughter that the team is transmitting in response of Hiruma's mortifying statement and her face was not unlike a cancer's patient face when the doctor says, "I'm sorry but you're going to die." And in Mamori's case, she thought that it was not impossible for her to die, right here and now, out of humiliation and shame.
Anger shook her body, and the mop she was brandishing was seriously close to Hiruma's face. Everybody was prepared for an explosion of their lifetime. And they weren't disappointed. An argument broke out between the two. Or rather, Mamori did all the shouting and shrieking while Hiruma just continued typing, bluntly ignoring all the commotion.
"Hiruma, what kind of person do you think I am?! You are not coming over you hear me?! Are you even listening? Hiruma! Hiruma don't you dare walk away when I'm talking to you!" By this time Hiruma had risen from his chair, laptop by his side and made his way to the door. But half-way there he stopped and walked towards the still shrieking manager instead, closing the gap between them, his face inches from hers. Mamori, flustered by his nearness, fumbled through her words. "Hi... Hiruma...What are you doing..?" she said weakly as his hands snaked around her waist, tilting her head back. Hiruma smirked as her resistances against him crumble instantly. 'That'll shut her up' Hiruma thought as he pulled her nearer. And it did. All the things she wanted to say leaves her as Hiruma teased her waiting lips with his tongue, forcing a wanting moan out of her. She pulled his head nearer, greedily deepening the kiss.
"I guess they didn't realise we're here, huh?" Monta whispered awkwardly. Nobody dared to talk or move, afraid of disturbing the couple, whose kisses are getting more and more… err… enthusiastic by the second. The crowd was trying very hard not to look, trying to concentrate on something else instead, but who can resist a soap opera playing right in front of them?
Hiruma broke it off before things get out of control and, in a surprisingly controlled voice for a person who had just finished a make-out session, said "You're too noisy, manager. I'm coming to your house tonight even if I have to break the door down. Get it?" He walked out the door leaving the out of breath manager and the rest of the blushing crowd behind. But not before black-mailing every one of them into shutting their mouth, of course.
'This is so unfair. He knows I can't resist his kisses and he takes full advantage of it. I got to be stronger about this.' She sat down on a chair and imagined the catastrophe she's going to have to face if this ever gets out. She has a reputation to maintain for god's sakes. Or rather had a reputation. 'With all the gossipers in this school, I'm sure by tomorrow the whole school will know Hiruma banged the head prefect'.
"Err… Mamori-neechan… Can we go now?" Sena's voice broke through her thoughts and she looked up to see the whole football team staring at her. A realization hit her. "…Err…You're all here...This whole time...?" Mamori stammered, blushing pink. "Yeah, Mamori-neechan! Youi-nii's a good kisser isn't he?" Suzuna almost screamed at her.
"Hehehe…You all better get home. It's late." She laughed awkwardly and, avoiding the stares, packed her bag and quickly walked home. 'Not only is my social life over, those kids will lose their respect for me, too… Hiruma…why must you be so cruel?'
As she stepped out the school gate, she turned and said her silent goodbyes to everyone. 'But who knows maybe, after tonight's ordeal, I'll still be living tomorrow.' You've got to stay positive right?
I know the ending's quite melodramatic but I just want to portray the sadness of the situation. Hahahah. Oh, if you think my style of writing is confusing, tell me ok? This will be updated soon. Cheerio. R&R!
