Author's Note: Hello! This is my first time writing a fanfic, so giving out constructive criticism about my work is very much encouraged! :) HirumaxMamori is definitely my anime OTP! Hope you guys like this! By the way, this fanfic is best read when it is in ¾ story width. To view it in such story width, simply click the ¾ option at the upper right side of the page, beside the chapter drop-down menu.

Warning: Hiruma's choice of words and vulgarity, Mamori's expressions of anger, sexual implications.

Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21.


Emotions Kept in Secrecy

Chapter One: The Forced Pageant Entry

It was 7 o' clock in the morning. The skies were blue, the sun shone brightly, and the morning breeze was felt by everybody. Mamori just finished putting on her uniform and fixing her hair. She hurriedly went downstairs to wear her shoes and grab herself a riceball. "I'm sorry I can't eat with you for breakfast, there's a club meeting I have to attend to. Bye!" Mamori said to her mom and dad as she ran towards the door.

She walked with a fast pace. "Oh my goodness! Sena must be waiting for me! Stupid sleepless nights!" Mamori said to herself angrily.

She was indeed experiencing sleepless nights. Hiruma was always on her mind, keeping her awake. "That devil bugs me even when he's not trying! Ugh. That bastard!" she thought.

There was no denying that she liked 'that devil'. She liked everything about him — his evil grin, his wits, his bad mouth, his body, his bleached hair and his sexy voice. Even the way he said 'fucking manager', 'shitty manager' and 'manajerk'. Hiruma drives her wild.

As Mamori reached the Kobayakawa residence, she was surprised by the fact that Sena was not outside of his house, waiting for her. "Maybe he already left." she thought. She checked her phone to see if Sena sent a message. Indeed, there was a text message from him saying: "Sorry, Mamori-chan. I had to go early and had to stop waiting for you. Hiruma will kill me if I'm late! See you at the clubhouse!" Mamori sighed and blamed herself for keeping Sena waiting. She put away her phone and walked to school alone.


When she reached Deimon High, she immediately headed out to the clubhouse. "Hiruma will send me to hell!" she said to her in a worried voice. When she entered the room, everyone was sitting down with scared faces as they were listening to the quarterback holding a gun. It looked like he was saying something important. "H-h-hello everyone. G-g-good morning." Mamori stuttered, feeling stupid for interrupting the meeting. "You're late, fucking manager. Get your ass down here and listen to what I have to say." the armed QB said with an evil grin. "I have a name, Hiruma!" Mamori said in anger. She might be annoyed by what he called her, but she liked it. She always pretended that she hated it to avoid everyone from seeing her cheeks look like red tomatoes. "Tch." Hiruma said while chewing his gum. Mamori quietly sat down with the other members.

"Okay ladies. Tomorrow, Deimon will have its annual school festival. All you babies should be there tomorrow, or else.." he said as he loaded his gun with bullets. "Y-yes! We'll go!" everyone said with fear. "Kekeke! You all better be! Now go outside and practice, you idiots!" Hiruma cackled as he continuously shot his gun everywhere. Musashi and Doburoku just laughed and wondered what kind of evil scheme the devil has under his sleeves.

While everyone was busy practicing, an announcement was heard from the speakers around the campus. "Good morning, students of Deimon High! We all know that tomorrow, we will have our school festival. As we celebrate our 50th, we have thought of holding a beauty pageant! Each club must have a girl as a representative. Boy clubs such as the basketball and soccer clubs can use cheerleaders as their representatives. The prize will be 100,000 yen as club budget!" the announcer exclaimed. Hiruma suddenly stopped shooting his guns as he heard of such prize. It definitely attracted his attention. He had an evil smile. "Kekeke! Oye! Manajerk! Tomorrow you'll join that stupid pageant!" he said to Mamori, who was writing all sorts of data about their next opponents. "How many times should I say this, Hiruma? I have a name! And besides, what's in it for me?" she asked in anger. "You don't need that club budget! Just do what you always do and threaten the principal with blackmails!" Mamori continued. What she said was true, why does he need that club budget? Doesn't Hiruma always scare the principal and force him to give the football team the funds he needs? "Kekeke! Shitty manager! Of course I'll do that! But we need that money to buy myself more notebooks for my Death Handbook! My notebook can't manage to fit in all the information I get!" he cackled as he looked at Jumonji, Togano and Kuroki. "You have the money to buy yourself illegal and foreign guns, but you don't have enough to buy a small notebook? And you are insanely rich, Hiruma Yoichi!" Mamori reasoned out. Indeed, Hiruma was filthy rich. He was the son of a wealthy businessman. And he always got money from the people he threatened.

"And that's not all! We also have a one-year supply of creampuffs from Kariya's bakeshop as anoher prize!" the announcer added. Mamori's eyes widened. Mamori loves creampuffs. No. Mamori loves Kariya's creampuffs. They were the best in all of Japan. "Kekeke! Looks like you have the answer for your stupid what's in it for me question. Will you join that damn contest or what?" Hiruma said with a diabolic smile. Mamori can't lose this opportunity. If she wins, she'll be able to eat creampuffs, for free! She couldn't refuse. "F-fine! I'll join!" Mamori answered with hesitation. "What would happen to you if Kariya stopped selling creampuffs? Kekeke!" Hiruma insulted her as he left. "Grrr! That jerk!" Mamori shouted. She also left after that argument because her next class was starting soon. "Those two just won't stop arguing! They hate each other MAX!" Monta said as he was eating a banana. "Of course they won't, you monkey. Don't you guys notice it at all? They like each other, it's pretty obvious!" Musashi whispered to himself.


The day of the school festival finally came. All the students had smiles on their faces, enjoying the booths, the games and the food that was served. Mamori checked all the members' attendance. Sena, Monta and Yukimitsu were present. Kurita and Komusubi were there too, but they were food booth hopping. Doburoku was drinking his sake, as usual. Musashi was looking after Cerberus and Pigberus, and well, of course, he was forced to do so. The Ha-Ha Brothers were busy as well. Togano was reading shoujo manga, Kuroki was playing video games with his PSP and Jumonji was talking to the fan girls. Suzuna and Natsuhiko were dancing around in excitement. Everyone was there except for Hiruma.

"That demon still isn't here! So much for telling everybody to come! He better be late or-"

"Or what, manajerk?" Hiruma interrupted her with an evil laugh. "You're late!" she exclaimed. "Tch. I didn't say that everyone should come on time." he cackled. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for that stupid pageant? Don't keep those creampuffs waiting! Kekeke!"

"Jerk!" Mamori said, annoyed. "Suzuna, can you come with me and help me prepare? I need help in wearing my gown."

"Of course, Anezaki-chan!" Suzuna said. They went for the dressing rooms and left the others.

"You look very beautiful, Anezaki-chan! I bet you'll be the prettiest of all the contestants! Yoichi will definitely fall in love with you!" Suzuna said with delight. "Huh? H-H-Hiruma will fall in love with me? W-what do you mean?" Mamori was curious. Was it possible? Or was Suzuna just kidding? "Maybe she's just joking around to lift my spirits." she thought. Mamori was nervous about the pageant, so she definitely needed a laugh. But Suzuna's 'joke' isn't really making her laugh. It's making her curious. Very curious. Is there really a possibility that Hiruma, the devilish quarterback, will fall in love with her?

"Me and Musashi-kun can tell that you like each other. We see how you look at him, and how he looks at you. And oh, those arguments keep me tuned in with your love story, Anezaki-chan! You two are so sweet!" Suzuna said happily. Mamori couldn't say anything. Did Hiruma like her too? Did Hiruma notice how she looked at him? Her mind was bombarded with questions.

"I-I don't like him! W-we're not in love! W-we have nothing between us!"

"Oh, Anezaki-chan! Your stuttering makes it more obvious! And you're blushing! How sweet!"

Mamori had kept her mouth shut and refused to continue to defend herself. She went out of the dressing room for air. The curiosity, the denial, and the nervousness she was experiencing all at the same time made her want to throw up. Was joining the pageant a good idea? She did it for Hiruma, after all.


End of Chapter One

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