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Home
by: Sandwich Beast
Deimon Private Senior High School
April 21, 2013
Hearty cheers, joyous laughs and triumphant screams echoed through the school gymnasium. Finally, the long awaited ending had finally arrived. After years of slaving through homeworks, countless sleepless nights spent studying for exams and petty arguments over projects, the battle had finally ended.
A pair of stunning azure eyes surveyed the crowd of students before her, desperately hoping to find him. She did not have to look for long. Sighted out of the corner of her eye was a fleeting shadow and she hurriedly followed it out of the gymnasium before it completely disappeared.
Her pace slowed down as she looked at the empty hallway. Confusion and panic filled her and a sigh of frustration escaped her lips. She could not afford to lose him. Not now.
'Please, please, please let me find him.' she silently begged.
A tinge of hope filled her heart as she felt her nose twitch at the faint familiar smell of gunpowder and mint. Following the unique scent, her feet took her to their classroom. In the quiet room, a stubborn figure stood resolutely staring out the window into the grass field of memories. Having found him, she heaved a sigh of relief. Cautiously, she walked towards him and waited.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally decided to acknowledge her presence by cocking a bleached brow towards her. Intelligent emerald eyes looked at her impatiently, anticipating an explanation. Her amber cat eyes narrowed with a hint of annoyance as she folded her arms across her chest. She did not go through all that trouble of looking for him just to receive an insolent glare from him.
"Have you gone mute, fucking manager?"
A frown slowly made its way to her face and she found herself replying, "I wanted to talk to you about something important."
As he shifted to face her, his sharp eyes did not miss the tenseness of her shoulders and the momentary trembling of her right hand.
'It's not time yet. Not now.' he silently thought to himself.
He levelled his gaze to hers and responded, "I'm not interested to hear your nagging, fucking manager."
With hands in his pocket, the lanky quarterback made his way to the door. His ears twitched in attentiveness after hearing her exhale a shaky breath.
"Hiruma! You've never listened to me but just this once, please..."
"What makes you think I'm gonna start listening now? You must be fucking delusional, fucking manager. Kekekeke!"
His emerald eyes shot close for a quick moment as he carefully schooled his mouth into his usual maniacal grin. This was one of the scenarios he had thought of and for once, he found himself wishing that he was wrong.
However, he had already made up his mind. There is no room for error. There is no turning back.
'Fuck. Don't.' was his last thought before he heard the words that he did not want to hear.
"I love you, is that enough reason?" asked Mamori breathlessly.
It was not unusual to hear the word "brave", "courageous" or "fearless" associated with Anezaki Mamori. After all, the petite auburn beauty seems to be the only one who can stand on equal ground against Hiruma Yoichi.
Unlike Mamori, Hiruma was the very definition of "fear". His name itself is terror that seems to hold people in a vice-like grip, unyielding and completely overwhelming. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that just the mention of his name induces heart attacks.
Mamori, albeit protective of these terrified people, could not help but feel amused by how easy Hiruma can scare people without even uttering a single word. She could never understand why they were so petrified of him.
Until today.
As she waited for his answer, an uncomfortable premonition of fear pervaded her senses. Mamori witnessed the slight movement of his shoulder and did not miss the way his shoulders turned rigid before it forcefully relaxed to its original state. A ghastly whiteness spread over her face and her shoulders drooped in defeat.
She knew.
'Please. Don't.' was her last thought before she heard the unspoken words she did not want to hear.
A sliding of the door broke the unnerving silence and Mamori's heart.
- To Be Continued -
Sandwich Beast: I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of "Home". More to come, so keep reading.
