This is my first story on here, hope ya'll like it!

Rated for Hiruma's mouth in future parts.

Disclaimer: Yusuke Murata and Riichiro Inagaki own Eyeshield 21.

Kris Wolfe ran quickly along the sidewalk. "Why me?" She gasped out as she kept running. "Why can't they just live with the fact that I can beat them on a level playing field and then they gang up on me..." she trailed off as she spotted a narrow alley. "Perfect." She said as the plan formed in her head. She reached into her back pocket and came out with a switchblade. "Even playing field, coming up." She said pressing the button the blade flashed out with a sharp click. Darting into the alley backwards, her running specialty, she watched the guys file into the space after her.

"He's cornered!" The one in front yelled heading down the alley.

'He...?' She thought looking down at herself. It was true she was wearing her brothers street clothes, a baggy yellow hoodie, baggy blue jeans, and white worn sneakers, plus her raven hair was cut short... it was summer, she was in Japan. "Oi, you guys think I'm a guy?!" She asked in English. They looked at her like they didn't understand what she was saying. "I'm a girl." She said switching to Japanese, rolling her startlingly green eyes.

"Just because you're a coward, doesn't mean you've got to call yourself names." The one guy said licking the cold stainless steel in his hand with a maniac smirk.

"Careful, you might cut your tongue." She growled, crouching readily. "Besides, I mean a girl as in female DNA, XX chromosomes." She smirked as she pulled the baggy sweatshirt tight across her chest.

"We ain't sexist, you beat five of my guys a few inches from death and now you're gonna pay." He said lunging at her. That was the level playing field she was talking about earlier... five of them on her. Sidestepping lightly she felt something hit her shoulder and felt the fire bloom. "Nice throw, kid." He said to one of the others behind him who'd just thrown a knife at her shoulder.

"Humph, just one hit." She growled, ripping the knife from her shoulder switching from her left to her right hand and lunging around giving minor but painful wounds to the rest of the gang which sent them all back out of the alley. She didn't get past this without collecting a few other cuts and bruises. She looked at the blood drenching her hoodie's shoulder. "My bro's gonna kill me," she groaned as blackness gave her tunnel vision from blood loss from her shoulder. She collapsed onto her knees as the guy hovered over her.

"Kiyoro Kimoto, second year homeroom three, Kishimoto High school. Weren't you the guy who..." she blacked out as the guy paled and looked at the mouth of the alley backing away from her.

Hiruma walked out of the store sticking a piece of gum in his mouth. "C'mon, Cerberus, back to the team room." He said to the light brown dog with a fearsome spiked collar sitting outside on the sidewalk. Cerberus growled in reply as he stared at a someone across the street. "Eh?" He watched as the person darted backwards into an alley. 'That backwards speed... they'd have to be an experienced cornerback.' He thought as he saw a group of guys run in after the backwards runner. He heard shouting followed by cries of pain and watched as what seemed like the entire gang that had gone in after the person came flooding out. He was halfway across the street by then, and saw a guy on his knees, the one who was probably a cornerback, with an armed gang member hovering over him, his left arm and shoulder was limp and there was a switch blade near his right hand which was trying to support him from the ground. Hiruma decided to interfere at this moment he pulled out a black rectangular book and flipped it open. "Kiyoro Kimoto, second year homeroom three, Kishimoto High school. Weren't you the guy who lost that fight to a five year old girl last year?" He asked reading out of the book. Kimoto paled and stepped back from the guy on his knees in the middle of the question. The guy crumpled to the ground from blood loss.

"Hiruma Yoichi, I... uh... er... I'll be going now." He said as he zipped past the demonic teen who had the book in his left hand and a medium hand gun in his right hanging by his side.

"Cerberus." Hiruma said simply, it was followed by a blood curdling scream as the guy raced off with the dog gripping his pants leg and trying to rip off the leg with it. "So who are you?" He asked bending over and turning the guy over. "A girl." He stated from the more delicate features and higher cheekbones. "American, and new to the area." He mumbled under his breath as he searched her pockets. He pulled out a wallet and looked at the name and address.

Name: Kris Ookami Wolfe

Address: 8744 Kitoi Street

"That's the next block over." He muttered looking inside to see about 5000 Yen(about 40 somethin' US dollars). Hiruma slipped the wallet with the money back into her back pocket and stood with his cell phone out. "Yeah, send a taxi, you damn lizard." He said before putting it back in his pocket and waited.

"What's this?" Habashira asked stopping his bike outside of the alley. "Hey, that's a nice switch blade." He said picking it up and putting the blade back in after wiping the blood off on a rag that was under the seat.

"Give it up." Hiruma said snapping his fingers and holding out his hand for the knife.

"Why cant I keep it? Oh, it belongs to him?" He asked looking at the pale face of Kris with a blood soaked hoodie. "He's dead anyway--"

"No she isn't." Hiruma said taking the knife back and putting it in her front pocket. "Help me get her on your bike, Damned Lazy Lizard!" He snapped taking her shoulders.

They eventually maneuvered her onto the bike and Hiruma got on behind her with Habashira in front. "8744 Kitoi Street." He said before they zoomed off in that direction. After a while Habashira stopped in front of an apartment complex. "What's with the apartments? This is a house we're looking for, Damn Lizard."

"Across the street you dumbass." Habashira hissed irritably. Hiruma turned to see a white two story house with a wrap around porch and a swing on it. 'Wolfe' was on the nameplate outside the house.

"So she is related to him. Well then park over there, then." He said popping his gum.

"You're crazy! I ain't a complete moron!" Habashira exclaimed keeping his bike on the apartments side of the road.

"What are you talking about?" Hiruma asked jumping off the bike and slipping Kris off supporting her over his shoulder with one of her arms. "I've known this guy for a long time and... wait this is his kid sister." Hiruma mussed for a second. His face suddenly lit up in his trade mark demonic smile. "Hey, Damn Lizard, you go ahead and leave, I'll take her up to the house." He said wrapping an arm around her waist and walking across to the door of the home. "Hey, Damn Wolf, open up!" Hiruma yelled knocking on the door.

"You know it's more polite to just ask me to--" Kyle paled at the sight of his sister. "What the fuck?! Kris!" He yelled grabbing her in his arms like you would hold a baby, he was big enough to do hold her like that. "What the hell happened?" He asked setting her on the couch and pulling off her hoodie to reveal a black tank top soaked in blood. He grabbed a roll of bandages , a rag and some medicine from the bathroom before coming back. He started to apply the medicine to the rather large cut in her left shoulder. "She won't even be able to throw a football for a while." He half sighed half growled.

"So, she does play." Hiruma said making himself at home and plopping down on a nearby arm chair. "That backwards run had to have been from an experienced player."

"Eh? Oh, yeah, she's a great cornerback. But she's a fair quarterback in a pinch." He said absently as he wrapped the clean bandages around her shoulder.

"What school is she going to?" Hiruma asked crossing his legs one over the other and leaning back. He smiled as if already knowing the answer.

"Yes, Hiruma, she's going to Deimon, it's the closest school to here and besides I went there." Kyle sighed sitting back from Kris. He picked up the rest of the bandages and medicine, and put them back in the medicine cabinet.

"I'm just not sure if I want her to play football." He said coming back in and tossing Hiruma a drink from the fridge. Grabbing a drink for himself also. "So, I suppose that's why you stayed." He smiled disarmingly as he sat down and put the drink down on a table.

"That's right, Wolfe." Hiruma said smiling devilishly. "I'm in current need of a good cornerback."

"Sorry, my decision is final, she isn't going to play in Japan." Kyle growled, "as far as I know we're... friends, but I still do favors for you from time to time and in return you do the same. The only reason I'm not your slave is because you couldn't find anything on me that I didn't want known to the general public. If you can find out one of her secrets that I don't know, then I'll let her play for you. Either way, she's probably going to find a way around this, so... if she does come and ask to join, tell her no."

Hiruma looked at him for a few seconds. "Why don't you want her to play?" He asked finally.

"Because of an accident in America." He said staring down at his interlaced fingers. "She was playing as a lineman for God knows what reason... she was exhausted even though she has my stamina, you know how hard that is. The line completely collapsed on the other teams side and the QB got sacked, but... Kris had hit the guy in front of her wrong and her left collarbone and ribs snapped. The doctor said that she shouldn't play for a year after she was healed, didn't listen that little jaded cur." His insult to his sister was good-natured, Hiruma could tell from the way it was said. He looked up to see Hiruma watching Kris thoughtfully. "The next trip to the hospital her left Humorous was broken with a split down the middle. She listened this time and after her year of wait was up it had been four years after the first accident. Then she played in one final game before our parents sent her here..." he laughed, "thinking that she wouldn't be able to play if there weren't any teams and knowing that I'm protective of the kid. She just got here yesterday. Now..." he said changing the subject. "Which gang had the wish to get bitten?" He asked looking over at Kris.

"Kishimoto," Hiruma said knowing he'd be in a bad position not to answer him and knowing that he wouldn't kill the guys... just leave them with enough life to remember it. Sometimes Kyle scared him at how deadly he could seem, but he'd been a great lineman in high school and he had graduated just before Hiruma and Kurita got into high school. "I'd better be going, I have to get back to the team house, everyone else is waiting for lunch." He said walking toward the door.

"Hiruma," he said just before he walked out of the door. Hiruma turned to look at him. "Thanks." He said before sitting back into the shadows and waiting for Kris to wake up.

"You owe me." Hiruma said after a pause and walked out the door.

"That I do." Kyle said staring down at Kris's pale, drawn face. "That I do."