Shia: Waiii!! Minna-san, I'm back! Nyehehehehe…. I was absent for a quite long time, wasn't I???? Huufff~~~ Finally I can get my brain back! Hahahaha! Gomenasai for making you waiting, minna-san… hontou ni gomenasaiiiii~~~ T~T But, still, I'm in my recovery time… So, I can't finish this fic now. This is going to be three-shots fic. Hehehe… So, I hope you'll be patient to wait for the last chap. Nyehehehehe…
Well, I hope I didn't disappoint you with this chapter, yah? Please enjoy your reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21
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"I'm sorry. But, I don't have much time for pay him a visit. I'll call him later. Bye…" Musashi said and left them.
"Mu~~sa~~shiii~~~" Kurita's eyes began to water.
"W, well… Kurita-kun… I'll accompany you to visit Hiruma. Please don't cry…" Mamori tried to calm Kurita down.
"Really?" Kurita asked.
Mamori nodded.
Kurita's big smile appeared across his round face. Suddenly, he grabbed Mamori's hand. "Let's shopping first!" He suggested.
"Ehm, o… okay…" Mamori answered in confusion.
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Lovesick
By: Shinku Amakusa a.k.a Shia
'Thank you for the wonderful white day gift, Hiruma-kun. I love the ring very much. It's really nice!'
Hiruma stared at his cell phone display for a looong… time, while lay down on his warm bed.
'Delete message? Yes or No'
Hiruma hesitated for a while. He closed his eyes and let his cell phone hit the floor. He didn't even care about it. There was something that really bothered him this time. It's all started after the Valentine Day incident.
Since he received Mamori's chocolate on Val's Day, she always on his mind every time he started to think about the new strategy. At the first, it's not that bad. But, after the night when he prepared a white day gift for Mamori, it has been much worsened. Especially after Mamori sent him a text message after received his surprise gift.
She is always on his mind. Her lovely smile, the smell of her hair, her cute voice, the scent of her body, her touch on his body, everything about her. He couldn't think about anything except her. These things were driving him crazy. He even couldn't stand with his own feet. He couldn't leave his bed. He really wanted to touch her so badly.
"Oh, fucking holy shit! I couldn't get rid of her from my damn mind!!" Hiruma mumbled to himself, frustrated.
Ting! Tong!
Suddenly his door bell ringed. Hiruma growled and cursed. He didn't make any single move from his bed.
…………
Ting! Tong!
Stay still in his position, lay down on the bed.
…………
Ting! Tong!
This time, he tried to stand from his bed. His head spinning and he felt little dizzy.
Ting! Tong!
"Wtfb?!" He cursed. "You're really fucking impatient!!!" Hiruma growled.
Ting! Tong! Ting! Tong!
The bell ringed more often now. It seemed the guest was really become impatient, as also Hiruma.
Ting! Tong!! Knock! Knock! Knock!
This time, that person knocking on his door. Hiruma opened his door with anger and ready to shot the person.
"What the f—"
"Hiruma-kun!!!" Suddenly a pair of hand circled around Hiruma's neck, gave him a warm hug.
Hiruma was frozen.
"Thank goodness!!! I'm really worried!!" Mamori relieved, still hugging Hiruma.
"What. Are. You. Doing?" Hiruma asked in flat tone.
Mamori freed her hands from Hiruma's neck and took a step backward. "I… I thought you were collapsed!" Mamori said nervously. "You didn't open the door for so long! I… I… just… worried about you…." Mamori said and looked at the other side.
Hiruma stared at flustered Mamori. Suddenly he felt his head ached.
'Khh, shit…' he cursed mentally.
"Hiruma-kun?" Mamori asked.
"What?" was only his answer.
"Are you okay?" Mamori asked and touched his forehead with her palm.
He felt dizzy again when Mamori's soft hand touched him.
"You're hot, Hiruma-kun!!" Mamori worried.
"Me… what?" Hiruma asked.
"You're so hot! Eh…?" Mamori raised her eyebrows when Hiruma's face leaned closer to her.
"Are you trying to… flirt with me…?" He asked, grinned.
"You baka! I mean your body temperature is so hot! You must be caught a cold!!" Mamori blushed. "Let me help you back to your bed!" Mamori said and put Hiruma's arm around her shoulder, help him to walk to his bedroom.
Mamori lay Hiruma down on his bed. Hiruma closed his eyes. His head spinning and his dizziness wasn't going well at all.
"I don't know that a devil like you could sick" Mamori teased.
Hiruma just groaned.
"Have you drunk any medicine?" Mamori asked.
Hiruma shook his head slowly.
"I'll make you some porridge. Porridge is the best food for people who catch a cold. Wait here…" Mamori said and went to the kitchen.
"Wait" Hiruma pulled Mamori's hand and made Mamori's balance fell. He let her fell on top of him.
"W… what…? D, do you need… something…?" Mamori asked, both in embarrassed and shocked tone.
"Do you want to help me?" he asked.
"Of course!"
"Then, the best way to heal a cold is… pass the cold to someone else…" Hiruma stared at her mischievously. His big hand cupped Mamori's face, dragging it slowly to his direction.
"Hi… Hiruma…" Mamori began to tremble. Her heart beating so fast and her face turned red.
"Sshh… stay still…" he commanded.
Hiruma made Mamori's face leaned closer to him. Mamori's body began to tremble more than before. Hiruma's touch on her skin made her shiver and her mind stop working. She couldn't do nothing except stared at Hiruma's cold eyes, which locked her eyes and mind completely.
'Oh my God… What should I do…? This man… Hiruma… He… is going to… me… OMG! I can't even think about it…! What… should… I…'
Riiiiiiing!
Suddenly something on the floor ringing, ruined the moment completely. Mamori snapped out and stand as soon as she could.
"I… I'll be in the kitchen!" she said and then rushed out from Hiruma's room.
Hiruma groaned and stared at his cellphone on the floor, which was still ringing loudly. He looked very annoyed and would crush his cellphone with his death glare if he could. He stretched out his right arm to get his troublesome cellphone on the floor.
'fucking old-man'
Was the name in his cellphone's display.
"What do you want, heh, fucking damn old-man?" Hiruma answered annoyed.
'… Did I ruin your moment?' Musashi asked, guessing what could make Hiruma sounded so annoyed answering his call.
"Get to the point" he said coldly.
'Okay, okay… I'm sorry for ruining your moment. I just want to ask about your absence. But, I think you do fine. Maybe just a little lovesick'
"Wait, what? Love… Love-what?" Hiruma asked.
'Lovesick, you moron'
"I'm not fucking lovesick, fucking old man!" Hiruma stated.
'Then what?'
"I just damn too lazy to get up from my bed, that's all"
Musashi grinned and shook his head at Hiruma's stupid excuse. How an American Football maniac like him could possibly used that stupid unbelievable excuse to skip the practice? But, of course Hiruma couldn't see Musashi's grin.
'Okay then, whatever you like. Since your 'medicine' had arrived, be sure tomorrow you'll get your lazy ass on the field.' Musashi still grinned.
"Hn" was just Hiruma's response.
And then, the line disconnected.
"My 'medicine', huh? That's a brilliant idea…" He smirked devilishly.
To be continued…
Shia: Waiii!!! How was it??? Phew~~~ Finally… this chapter is done!! Hehehehe… As I said before, this fic is going to be three-shots fic. So, wait for the last chapter, will ya, minna-san! I hope you like this chapter… ^.^ Because my brain is still error. So, maybe this chapter isn't as good as the other… Hiks… T~T
Well, don't forget to leave me a review and let me know what you think! Okay??? Thanks for reading and gomenasai for any grammatical errors and OOCness!! Ja ne!