A/N: Word, yo! xD /snickers/ Welcome back for chapter two /dances/ I hope all of you enjoyed chapter one (which you must have, if you're back for chapter two!).

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Eyeshield 21. But I do own the new person who shows up in this chapter. :P If I tell you now, it'll ruin the surprise.

"Everyone, relax," Hiruma barked. "As long as you keep your fucking mouths shut, I can keep this quiet."

"But isn't this grounds for banning us from the tournament?" Kurita asked, shaking like a leaf.

"That's why you need to keep quiet about it, fucking fatty!" Hiruma was addressing the entire team, who was gathered around their strategy table, and the dead body stuffed into Hiruma's locker.

The reason for Mamori's scream had become blatantly obvious to the team once they had walked into the clubhouse. You saw the lockers once you stepped inside, and it was kind of hard not to notice when there was something as big as a body stuffed inside one of them.

The body was that of an old man, looking to be in his sixties or seventies. He was incredibly dirty, though he was wearing a nice suit. His clothes seemed a little askew, and he was only wearing socks. For some strange reason, this well dressed man wasn't wearing shoes.

Sena was shaking, but most of his thoughts weren't about being banned from the team. "This… is serious…" he said nervously.

"Sena's right," Mamori said, also looking shaken. "From the time we left here to start practice to when I walked in, someone came into the clubhouse to dump a body. In Hiruma's locker," she added.

"Maybe it was someone from another team," Monta conjectured. "Ya know, so they can get us banned."

"This kind of thing seems a little extreme," Suzuna said, solemn for once. "I mean… someone had to actually kill this man, carry him here, and shove him into a locker. They themselves could get banned if we trace this back to them."

"Which we will," Hiruma interrupted. "It may not be another team; maybe it's someone who has a grudge against us."

The Deimon Devilbats collectively pictured Hiruma cackling, guns firing, Devil's Handbook afloat. They paled. Too many people could have a grudge against him…

"But that's impossible," Jumonji said, finally voicing their thoughts. "Even if someone has a grudge… uh… Even if all the people who have grudges against Hiruma wanted to do this, they wouldn't. He would just come after them again."

Hiruma cackled approvingly. The rest of the team was relieved; it would be a daunting task to find all of Hiruma's enemies.

"So then we should assume," Jumonji continued, apparently taking on the role of lead detective. "That it's someone who has a grudge against the team, since Hiruma's our captain."

"Or," Yukimitsu added. "It could have been a completely random spot that was chosen."

"But that still means someone has a grudge against the Devilbats as a whole," Mamori concluded.

"And maybe whoever stuffed him in here didn't kill him," Hiruma said almost lazily. The Devilbats looked around at each other; what was their captain talking about?

Sena frowned, glancing at the body before letting his gaze skitter back. He felt sick. Who would have a grudge against them that was this bad? He looked up at Hiruma, who was now staring at the ceiling.

Sena was sure that Hiruma would know what to do. Didn't he always? He would be able to fix things…

"Who was he?" Sena asked quietly, looking at Hiruma. Hiruma's head dropped down and he looked at Sena.

"AHA-HA! I know who he was," Taki announced, giving them the thumbs up. Suzuna pounced on her brother and started to pound her skates into his back.

"Shut up, you dumb brother! This is serious and you have no idea who it is, do you?!"

"But… my sister…"

Sena grabbed Suzuna's arm and pulled her off of Taki. "Let's hear him out," he suggested. "Maybe Taki really does know who it is."

Taki immediately straightened up, leg thrust into the air. "It's my mother!"

The clubhouse was filled with silence, broken only by Taki's, "AHA-HA! You're all impressed I knew, aren't you?"

Jumonji, Kuroki, and Togano began to viciously kick Taki. "You idiot," they screamed. "That person isn't even a woman!"

"Why would he even say that…?" Sena muttered, a hand over his eyes.

"He just wanted to sound like he knew something," Suzuna groaned, letting her brother get beaten. "That idiot."

"Sena."

Startled, Sena turned his back to the chaos to look at Hiruma. He had actually called him by his name! Extremely pleased, he smiled at the devilish man. "Yes?"

Hiruma looked down at him. "Why do you think I know who that man is?"

Sena's smile disappeared and he could feel blood rushing to his face. "I just thought… well, you know so much… But I don't think you did it, of course!"

Hiruma stared at his running back and then fired some shots into the ceiling to quiet everyone. "I do know who it is," he said, surprising everyone.

"Well…" Mamori walked over to stand next to Sena, looking up at Hiruma. "Who is he?"

Hiruma glanced at Mamori and the rest of the team before letting his gaze rest on Sena once more. "He was my grandfather."

A/N: Gasp! What a strange turn of events! xD Or is Hiruma lying? Hmmm… Guess you'll just have to wait and see. I'd like to thank Sillvog for being full of awesome and reviewing; it really inspired me to finish this chapter and post it quickly! And I also wanted to start the Devilbats' first escapade. Dead bodies are serious business! xD As always, reviews make me happy, which makes me post faster. xP But really, if you think I need to do something to make the story better, tell me. I won't hate you, I'll love you. Unless you're mean. Then I'll just take your advice and shove the rest of it into a hazardous waste pile. And if anyone starts to seem OOC to you, tell me; I'll smack them back into place. /gives Sena the evil eye/ Chapter three will have oodles more Hiruma/Mamori love, but like I said before, it's one sided. Don't expect good things if you're a fan of them.