The smell of coffee is very evident as Kurita and Musashi entered the shop. They were looking for a table when they spotted a certain auburn girl and a blond devil at a table in the farther end of the room.

"Haven't seen you guys for a while." Musashi greeted the couple as he approached them. "Still going out, I see."

"Actually I haven't seen them together since they entered college." Kurita said. "Mamori-san has a lot of suitors."

"Finally got a boyfriend, Mamori-san?" Musashi asked. Mamori smiled a "no, not really" smile.

"I saw you the other day with Agon-san." Kurita said. Hiruma's eyebrow twitched while he sipped coffee. "I thought you looked good together." Kurita added. He owns a bakery now and frequently Mamori stopped by his shop to buy some cakes.

"No, he was just asking for a favour. He wanted to buy something for his girlfriend. A friend of mine." Then she looked at her watch. "I'm sorry, I have to go. I have a class." She stood up and picked her bag and the papers on the table. "I'll see you at the meeting tonight, Hiruma-kun." He was typing on his laptop and didn't bother to look at her.

"Take care, Mamori-san!" Kurita waved at her as she reached the exit. The waitress came and gave them the list of available drinks. Kurita scanned and gave her the order.

"You looked busier in college." Musashi said seeing the "don't disturb, brainstorming going on" face Hiruma had on.

"Some plans for graduation. That damn manager dragged me to this stupid committee." His tone not as annoyed as his words seemed.



"Can't believe you're actually working for the school." Musashi said with a little chuckle. The waitress came and placed their order on the table. She was cute in her French maid attire. She bowed a little and left. Kurita handed Musashi his cup.

"Time flies really fast, ne." Kurita looked a little sentimental while stirring his drink. "We were just high school then. Now you're graduating from college."

Musashi drank from his cup. "Yeah. Have you seen Jumonji recently?"

"Un. His daughter is so cute. They often buy cookies from my shop." Kurita recalled.

"He seemed to be a very responsible dad, eh?" Musashi commented. Jumonji really seemed like a responsible father. He got married after high school, to the girl that caused him to almost miss the game against Taiyou Sphinx.

"How's Sena-kun in the US?" Kurita suddenly remembered.

"Oh yeah. He hasn't returned yet since two years ago, right?"

Sena was sent to US after high school. He was invited by a university, to study there and of course to play for their team.

"Ask the damn manager."

"Geez, Hiruma. Mamori-san has a very nice name. Try calling her that." Musashi joked. "What if you got married someday?"

"Tch. Stop speaking non sense, old man."

"Well, who knows? You were going out when we were in high school anyways." He reasoned out. "And you have a date tonight."

"It's not a date. The damn committee for the freakin' graduation's meeting."

"My point is you may end up being together. Why not be a little nicer to her?" Now he is more serious. He sounds more like a father giving advice to his meanie little boy. "There is a chance, 

say, 10 percent of you getting married to her. And you know how much she liked you back then, remember?"

"Kekeke. Not 10 percent , damn old man. There is a 100 percent chance of me getting married to that damn manager." His evil grin painted across his face as he continued typing on his laptop. "And it's not someday. It's next year."

Kurita was choked. Musashi's eyes became wide, his jaws dropped, almost touching the floor. They were speechless. Hiruma still continued typing.

Then, Mamori returned, almost out of breath. "I forgot to give this to you, Hiruma-kun." She handed a folder to him. "It's for tonight. They wanted the report finalized." As she reached out her hand, they saw a ring on her finger. It was simple, but elegant. It's more like her. She waved at them again and left.

"Y-you...actually proposed to her?!" Musashi asked in complete shock.

"Kekeke..."

As she was walking to her class, she can't help but look at her ring. Then she recalled the day he gave it to her. She was at the park. The night was a bit cold but she felt so refreshed with the blowing night wind. School was getting tougher especially that the finals are coming. She was strolling and she didn't realize her feet carried her to the Deimon High School grounds. She went to the clubroom of the amefuto club. It still felt so the same. So familiar. She reached for the door, it was opened. They left it opened? She thought. Even the lights were open. She would have left thinking the club was having a meeting. But the smell of gun powder made her stay.

"I didn't know you were visiting this place." She said as she entered. She had her hands at her back, examining the room with her eyes. Nothing much has changed.



"This is the only quiet place that I've found and you came here blabbering." Hiruma said. He seemed to be doing some work. Serious work. Something for the universty's amefuto team, perhaps? Even in college he can't leave the sport. Maybe he never will. She looked at the wall. Pictures of the teams are on it. The picture on the higher top part is the picture of their team after winning the Christmas Bowl. She can't help but smile as she was looking at the pictures and trophies displayed. Then she felt a hand touch her hip, the other went around her.

"I heard you were going out with that bastard Agon."

"No..." She paused. "Wait...are you...jealous?" She joked. She placed her hand on the one that encircled her.

"...damn yeah..." It was more like a whisper; in the way he spoke she can tell he was smiling his evil grin.

"You never asked me out."

"Then how 'bout this?"

She felt something slipped to her finger. When she looked at it, it was a ring, placed on her ring finger.

She faced him. Quite shocked, she asked, "Hiruma-kun, wh-what's this?"

"Are you that stupid?" His smile widened to its more evil look.

"You're...asking me to..."

"What else would it mean?"

She hugged him tight.

"Shall I take that as a yes?"

She smiled. "What else would it mean?"

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A/N: I planned that this will be a oneshot but ideas flew over my tiny brain...haha... Hope you liked it! Reviews are more than welcome.