Second fic!! Yay me! -dance around-
It is basically what I thought about Hiruma's habit, and partially inspired of what my friend and I found when we were looking for some packs of sugarless gum in the supermarket ( you'll know what it was if you read this fic )
Warning : may contain OOC-ness and grammatical errors.
Disclaimer : Hiruma and Mamori are not mine! I just stole them from Yuusuke Murata and Riichiro Inagaki. And the thing at the end of this fic is also not mine…( you'll see )
Enjoy !
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Everyone knew that the blond, devilish captain of Deimon Devil Bats liked to chew gum almost every time they saw him, even when he was in the middle of football match. His craving for gum was commonly known by the whole team.
One thing that they thought about it was Hiruma only consumed sugarless gum, and yes, that was the reality. With that kind of attitude –blackmailing, firing, shooting, or even doing some crimes— sugarless gum suits him well.
People out there said that bubblegum was just for kids, and adults would have chewed chewing gum instead. But have you ever realized that the scariest person in Deimon High had always been chewing BUBBLEGUM since we first knew him?
Well, it was not a big deal like if he was consuming colourful gum-ball, but still…didn't that prove us that a person like Hiruma could have such a childish-like behaviour?
That was what the angelic manager of the team thought about. It didn't seem that she realized it, but she was indeed always paying attention of many little things of him, always examining the details.
Mamori chuckled at the thought. She couldn't tell her own mind to stop thinking of him. How could she? He was such a mysterious person after all…
The brunette shook her head and continued sweeping the clubhouse. She was about to sweep the small space between Hiruma's usual chair and the wall when she found out a piece of crumpled paper. She then took and un-crumpled it.
Her jaw hung in somewhat awe feeling. Mamori couldn't help but let her face crinkled up in a wide smile.
So..what people thought weren't always right. Even a person with demon attitude like Hiruma could be bored and tried some unpredictable yet shocking things. She knew she was right. And this kind of thing was more than enough to prove what she had been thinking before.
All of a sudden the newly fixed –because it was exploded by a certain someone— clubhouse door slammed open, revealing a spiky blond who was holding a fire-arm and muttering some 'fucking shrimp' words.
He stood and gritted his teeth slightly as he saw his so-called-manager holding her stomach, trying her best not to burst into laughter with his 'private' stuff in her hand.
There, he saw Mamori was squatting, with...
Hello Kitty gum package.
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Yeah! That's it! That's the thing we found…-grin-
I hope you didn't feel disappointed after reading this fic even though I truly know it was lame…hehe
Hiruma : Stop making fun of me, you fucking stupid author !
Me : Ew, don't be so rude…just admit it that you are a hello-kitty-gum-chewer ! -put a teasing look-
Hiruma : There's no fucking way I would lay my hand on to that fucking thingy! Not even a fucking single finger!
Me : Well, I said you chewed it, not laid your finger or something -.-
Hiruma : -ready to shoot me-
Me : Aah stop it Youichi! You know I love you so much! You are even on the 4th of my husbands list! -pull out a small paper-
Hiruma : Like hell I care -vomit-
Me : ...
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