The Nice Guy Play

1st Down: Introduction

"Relax. Breathe. Don't tense up. Just smile and play nice." The reddish brown haired Deimon High student continued to say that mantra to the quarterback that was just sitting down with his legs up on the table. He wasn't even looking at her, but typing furiously on his laptop on God knows what.

"Relax, fucking girlfriend. You should be saying your little chant to yourself." He blew a bubble with his sugarless gum and continued chewing it.

"Hiruma-kun! You know how important today is for us!" she huffed and tried not to fling that football at his head; she could probably do it now though thanks to some private lessons from her quarterback boyfriend. It had been a few months since they started dating and things were finally settling into a groove that was until her parents found out about them one night. Her dad was coming home late from work since he was kept behind for some party they had for the newcomers, that's when he spotted the couple outside his house. His precious daughter and some bleached haired delinquent looking guy. Her father had confronted her about him with her mother and she had no choice, but to confess that she had a boyfriend. At least they know he wasn't a delinquent since apparently, to parents, delinquents couldn't possibly be in the top 5 of their school. Oh, they had not seen him wield an AK-47 before and she hopes they never do. Nevertheless, they had requested she introduce him to the family.

"Relax, it's not like we're fucking getting married." Hiruma said casually and Mamori's mind went blank. Oh God, there was no way she could hide that attitude of his til marriage. Oh my God, if they were to get married, they would be living a lie to her parents…can she handle that?! Wait – if Hiruma screws this up, marriage would definitely be out of the question.

"Just play nice, please? For my sake?" Mamori begged. "No cursing, no guns, no black book, and no blackmail!" She pulled a chair and sat next to him, trying her best to give him the puppy dog look which she was sure might work.

"Since you said that" Hiruma closed his laptop and looked over at her with a smile, "I'll be sure to bring my best fucking artillery." He smirked. She was honestly just too fucking cute for him sometimes, she might not think her puppy dog eyes had any effect, but it certainly did. However, Hiruma wasn't going to give that away, he kept a poker face. There was no telling what she might use that secret weapon for if she found out the effect it had on him.

"Hiruma-kun!" Mamori hit him lightly. "Well, I guess I can't hide your cunning side forever. Do whatever you want. Just don't be late!" She stepped out of the clubhouse, but not before giving Hiruma a quick peck on the cheek which she always did before she left. She had to go home and get dinner ready, as usual and she wanted everything to be perfect even though the chances of that happening were slim.

"Fucking girlfriend." Hiruma smiled and touched the side of his cheeks where her lips touched. The spot felt warmer than any part of his face and he smiled. The blond devil opened the laptop again and looked at the play he had just created on his laptop while Mamori was sauntering back and forth with her mantra. "Play nice huh?"

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"Argh, I can't believe I forgot my notes!" Mamori walked back into the clubhouse where Hiruma was nowhere in sight. She grabbed the notes on the table and took a little peek at the laptop screen which had a screen open. "The Nice Guy Play, huh? Baka Hiruma." She smiled lovingly.

Maybe, the introduction with her parents won't be a huge disaster after all.