Yea... so this isn't really the best. The idea was rolling around in my head and I couldn't get anything done without doing it. So it's kind of a rush job. Sorry about the OOCness, although some will make sense at the end I geuss.

Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21...if I did I wouldn't be writing fanfiction for it

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Mamori was gathering her things from the bench as the team rushed to put the equipment away before their devil captain chased them with one of his many firearms.

Speaking of maniacs where is Hiruma? Mamori wondered to herself.

She moved towards the club house in search of the quarterback, his lack of presence annoyed her. Come to think of it why did it annoy her?

Mamori slowed her pace. Not only did him not being there annoy her, the fact that it annoyed her annoyed her.

" Ah, I'm not making any sense!" She threw her hands in the air.

It's probably because he worked the other players to the bone and here he was missing practice.

That decided, she stormed to the club house and threw open the door. To find said blonde devil fast asleep in a chair with his hands still in his pockets. The sight drained all anger out of Mamori. She tip toed over to the sleeping Hiruma and touched his cheek softly.

"Thanks for all your hard work." she whispered.

Just then Hiruma's eyes snapped open.

" What do you want fucking manager?" he growled.

Mamori stepped back, then pulled her self up to her full height.

" I was only checking on you Hiruma. All the other players worked hard during practice and you're in here having a nap."

She had meant to be intimidating, but her face was flushed red and her voice was weak. Although even without that how do you intimidate a master of intimidation?

Hiruma let a slow smile spread across his face. He stood up and moved towards Mamori who moved back. They finally stopped when Mamori's back was against the wall.

" Do you know what I was dreaming about during my little nap, fucking manager?"

Hiruma leaned down closer to her.

Unable to speak, Mamori just shook her head.

" I was dreaming about a certain manger's creampuff laced lips."

Mamori's breath caught as he cupped her chin and pulled her face up towards his. She slowly closed her eyes and waited for those sinful lips to crash down on hers.

Beep. Beep. Beep. BEEEEEEEPPPPPP!

Mamori rolled over in bed and hit her alarm with her hand. Pulling herself from the covers she quickly showered, dried and styled her hair, dressed, and went down stairs for breakfast. Mumbling a good morning to her mother, she ate in moody silence. She would be in a bad mood all day. As she shut the door and headed to school she grumpily thought, Why did my alarm have to go off then?

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