"Hiruma-" a voice sang from behind him, "What-cha still doing here?" Hiruma turned to face the speaker, his hands placing the large black machine gun over his right shoulder.
Hiruma smirked widely, his sharp teeth glinting menacingly. "What d'ya think?" Hiruma lifted his left arm to show the scattered football equipment on the large football field. The black haired student hummed and walked closer to Hiruma before snatching one of Hiruma's guns and pointing it off into the distance.
He looked carefully at his target, his hands holding the gun comfortably. "Ya weren't really doing anything though," he relaxed his hold on the gun and straightened his arms before dropping it back into the bag, "Seemed like ya were dreaming." He smiled cheekily at Hiruma before dropping his arse to the ground, legs splayed randomly.
Hiruma cackled before propping the tip of his gun on the ground and leaning against it. "Fucking lazy," he grinned, "That's what the rest of the team is. Fucking lazy."
"So ya offered?" he asked incredulously, "Ya've never done that before!" He slammed the tip of his left shoe against Hiruma's leg viciously. "How come? I'm your bestest best friend and yet…" Hiruma moved away from the gun to dodge another attack from the black haired student. "Ya treat me like some dog shit!" He slammed his back onto the grassy field and sighed loudly. "Ya really don't love me."
Hiruma -thoroughly pissed from the unexpected beating- slammed his shoe on the boy's chest, grinding and digging into his chest. The boy cried out in surprise before wiggling against the shoe covered foot.
"Don't Hiruma!" the boy wiggled furiously, his arms bent at the elbows and held tight against his chest. "I-I'm SENSITIVE!" He shouted angrily. Hiruma merely grinned smugly and continued his furious beating on the boy. The boy's restraint finally broke and loud giggles and laughter escaped his lips. "Ya're so stupid," he muttered childishly as Hiruma stopped, "And ugly and fat…"
Hiruma's left eyebrow rose high before he lifted his foot above the boy. He grinned menacingly as he taunted the boy. "Remember fifth grade?" he stopped to cackle at the memory, "I remember every single fucking detail. Want a refresh?" He slipped his right hand into his pocket to retrieve his book. He cackled as he flipped through the pages, his sharp fingers handling the book delicately.
"Hiruma-" the boy whined before raising his hands to tug on Hiruma's pants, "Don't… ya always do this." the boy sulked and pouted at Hiruma. "I'm your bestest best friend," here the boy smiled cheekily, "So, if ya would just forget that incident-" Hiruma slammed his foot on the boy's chest, his lips pulled up into a wide, smug grin as he read out from his book.
"Sato Katsumi, on the day of the school festival-" Hiruma was momentarily shocked to find that his friend had escaped from under his foot to fiercely hug his left thigh.
"Ya read that and I'll bash yare dick!" he shouted up at Hiruma, his eyes bright with determination. "I swear it! Ya do that and yare dick won't be safe!"
Hiruma hid his book back into his pocket as he attempted to release himself from his friend. The boy merely held tighter and dug his face into Hiruma's leg. "I'll bite ya too!" He moved so that his mouth had easy access to Hiruma's leg and bit lightly to prove his point. "See! M'not afraid of nothing!" He glanced up at Hiruma's face before cringing in fear. "Uhh... Sorry." He lifted his face away from Hiruma's leg before attempting to smile innocently. "Haha…"