Author's Note: Hello! This is the second chapter of the story. I'm sorry if each chapter is short, I'm limiting the events that take place in order for the story to have a smooth flow. Please do give reviews! I would really appreciate that you tell me what you think, whether it's good or bad. It would help me a lot! You guys are the key to my improvement. ;)
Warning: Swears and curses, vulgarity, sexual implications.
Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21.
Emotions Kept in Secrecy
Chapter Two: She's Perfect, Almost Too Good to be True
The open court was filled with students seated, anxiously waiting for the pageant to start. The football team was seated as well and was waiting. Suzuna came to sit and cheered with Cerberus and Pigberus. "Go Anezaki, go!" After a few minutes, Machine Gun Sanada came out of the stage and greeted everyone. Kumabukuro was there too. "Good day to all! Welcome to Deimon's beauty pageant! Today, we will witness the beauty, the elegance, and the brains of our lovely contestants! Each club will definitely root for their representatives! We will all be expecting an uproar of cheers!" Sanada said excitedly. "Why are you so fired up..? This isn't a football game.. Why are we even here.. ?" Kumabukuro said as he sighed heavily. Sanada introduced the contestants in descending numerical order. "… And last, but not the least, contestant #1, Mamori Anezaki, the manager of the famous Deimon Devil Bats football team!" The audience cheered. They liked her a lot, because she was the prettiest among the contestants. She certainly would have a high score in audience impact alone. Hiruma stopped chewing his gum when saw their 'fucking manager' in a white, long gown and with her curled hair falling all the way down to her shoulders. She was very beautiful. She was stunning. She was a ravishing damsel in a white gown. Hiruma felt something in his chest. And it felt wonderful. His groin was also starting to stand. "Tch." he said. Musashi smirked when he saw Hiruma's pupils dilate. He knew Hiruma was deeply attracted to Mamori. Who wouldn't be? Only a fool would question her beauty.
After the introduction, the question and answer portion took place. Mamori was the first one who was going to be asked. The principal, who was a judge, asked her: "Do you think football is an important sport? Why or why not?" "I bet that Manajerk would say no." Hiruma thought. "Yes, football is an important sport. It requires skill, effort, determination, sacrifice, and wits. Not all sports would involve all these aspects and I believe these are what make football an important and unique sport, aside from games and plays it has. The linemen would sacrifice their body and strength to keep the quarterback safe and to make sure he makes a smooth pass. The receiver and running back do everything in order to catch and keep the ball safe while aiming for a touchdown. The kicker uses up all his leg strength to make a powerful and perfect kick. The tight end does a lot in both offense and defense. And the quarterback makes sure his passes are 100% accurate and his plans and plays are fulfilled. If football isn't important because of what these players do, then I believe no other sport is too." Mamori answered with a firm tone. The audience clapped and cheered wildly with her impressing answer. "Go Anezaki! You're the best!" Suzuna and the others cheered. Hiruma was shocked. He didn't expect her to be that smart. Well, he knows she's smart, because she was good in analyzing the moves and plays of other teams. She conducts research and makes accurate conclusions. But he didn't expect her to incorporate her knowledge of football to a simple question like that. His groin continued to stand; this time it was harder. There was no denying that he was turned on by her looks and her smarts.
When all the contestants were able to answer the judges' questions, the last part of the pageant came. It was the swimwear portion. In this portion, they will be able to determine who of these girls have the body and the poise. The representatives did a catwalk with their bikinis on. Mamori was wearing a ruby red two-piece. She looked so hot and feisty. Her curves were perfect. Her breasts were big and round. Her cleavage was showing. All the guys in the audience were drooling like crazy. Even Doburoku stopped drinking his sake and took a look at her perfect body. "You are such a fucking pedophile. Kekeke!" Hiruma said with a demonic laugh. This was the men's favorite part of the contest, for sure. Hiruma was surprised too. He never noticed her curves and her chest. Mamori was always wearing a loose shirt, so it was hard to notice those perfect assets. Hiruma thought she was cute at first, but in this competition, he realized that Mamori was a beautiful, sexy and an intelligent manager. Damn. She's perfect, almost too good to be true. His groin was standing and it was hard. It's official. He's having an erection over Mamori, their 'shitty manager'. He liked her a lot before, but now, he's in love with her. His heart was pounding. This should stop. A devil must not fall in love with an angel like her. He shouldn't be interested with a girl who had amazing hair that smelled like berries, who had a sexy voice when she yelled at him, who had a cute and pretty face when she blushed and when she looked angry, who had a lot of knowledge about football, who had a bright mind, who had the perfect breasts and curves, who had fair skin, and who had long and sexy legs. His erection was so hard and long, he had to go to the men's comfort room to put it down. It was the hardest he ever had. He never had such a powerful one, even when he watched porn. And she was the first girl he had an erection over. Yes, she was the first, probably the last. And yes, he was a virgin. A man like himself does not have time to goof around and flirt with women. Because all he cared about was winning the Christmas Bowl. "Tch. She wasn't just some annoying manager, eh?" he laughed.
It was a late afternoon. The sun was beginning to set. The open court was still filled with students cheering over the contestants. Silence took place when Sanada announced that the judges have made a decision. "And the winner of Deimon's first ever beauty pageant, who garnered 97% of the judges' votes is..." Everyone was feeling nervous. They wanted their club representative to win. "… is Mamori Anezaki of the Deimon Devil Bats football team! Congratulations! You and your club will receive 100,000 yen and a one-year supply of Kariya's creampuffs!" Sanada announced with joy. The crowd cheered like crazy and everyone was clapping their hands. Mamori was shocked and did not expect to win. She was asked to give a speech by Kumabukuro. "Uh… t-thank you f-for the support… I really t-think I don't deserve to w-win… I believe these other girls here also d-deserve it…" Mamori said, with her usual stuttering voice. "I-I would like to t-thank my football team mates who cheered for me."
"Congratulations, Anezaki-chan! Wooo! You're the best!" Suzuna cheered.
The pageant ended during the sunset. The open court was slowly getting cleared from the students who watched. Mamori went back to the dressing rooms and let everybody go ahead in going home, because it will take a while for her to wipe off her make-up, and to fix her hair. She said goodbye to Sena, Monta, Suzuna, and the others. "You were great, Mamori!" Sena said. "Thank you, Sena! Take care!" Mamori replied with a smile. After getting changed, she remembered that she left her phone at the clubhouse. She went there even if it was getting dark outside. She shouldn't lose it. It was her father's birthday gift to her. It was the latest model. She couldn't afford to lose it.
When she entered the clubhouse, she saw Hiruma busy typing in his laptop while he was chewing his gum. Damn. He looked so sexy with his bubble-blowing mouth and with his serious face. Mamori felt her cheeks blushing. "Hiruma… What are you doing here? It's already dark outside." she asked. "Tch. I should be the one asking you that. Shouldn't you be pigging out with your creampuffs? Kekeke!" Hiruma answered her with an evil smirk. "Hiruma!" she said, annoyed. "I came here to pick up my phone. Uh… would you like me to make you some coffee?"
She went to the clubhouse just to get her phone. But when she saw him, she wanted to stay a little longer.
"Nah, I'll pass. Bet you liked that big announcement. After all, there were creampuffs."
"I didn't do it for the creampuffs… Well, sort of. But that's really not it. I did it for you. You wanted the money. Why do you really need it anyway?"
"I don't need the money. I just wanted to piss you off. Kekeke!"
"Ugh! You really like pissing me off, don't you? I forgot that you're the devil. The devil who feasts on everybody's sorrows and ange-"
Mamori stopped talking when Hiruma went close to her and when he placed his palms against the wall, his arms over her shoulders. Her back was pressed to the wall. Hiruma looked at her in a serious, but sexy face. Mamori gulped. She was nervous. What was he doing? "H-Hiruma…" she said in a soft voice. Hiruma brought his face closer to hers. Only two centimeters more before their lips touched. Mamori gulped harder. A drop of sweat began to fall on the right side of her face. Was he going to kiss her?
"H-Hiruma… Don't…" Mamori pleaded.
"Kekeke! Don't what? You thought I was going to kiss you? Who the fuck do you think you are, fucking manager?"
End of Chapter Two
Next Chapter: A Cold and Stormy Night of Passion
