Gestures speak louder than words

"WHAT! YOU LOST YOUR VOICE!"

Mamori winced as her group of concerned friends huddled round her.Mamori sighed inwardly and nodded tapping her throat and rolling her eyes.

"Oh! Poor you Mamo-Chan!" Keiko sighed dramatically pulling her friends head onto her collar bone like a mother hen.
Mamori smiled at the gestures and shook her friends off as the bell went for first period which was advanced English verbs.

She winced slightly as she swallowed feeling her throat's rawness and mentally cursing herself for being so enthusiastic.

At what you ask?

Why the Devil Bats latest football match of course.

Smiling slightly at the memory of how well the game had went off, save for Hiruma's wild antics and test run of his new 'toy' on the minute of their victory.Mamori growled then at the concept of what Hiruma would say if he found out she had lost her voice.

Shaking her head she looked up and opened the door of her classroom shocked to see that the class had already started.

"Ah…Anezaki-san?" Her Sensei asked slightly puzzled that such a prized student had allowed themselves to come late to class.Mamori scolded herself for getting lost in her thoughts and walked to the front of the room and presented her note on her condition to her sensei who simply nodded and seemed to take this as the excuse for her absence also.

"Hm No problem Anezaki, please hurry up to your seat though ne?" he smiled

She gave a small bow of gratitude and began to quicken her step to her seat where she immediately began to take out her books and began to copy down the verbs written on the board.

"Hey…Fucking manager."

Mamori froze her pencil snapping in half and she turned stiffly to look at a certain blonde haired demon occupying the seat behind her.Hiruma sat tapping on his laptop, a bubble ever present on his lips, and his feet on top of the desk in front of him. Looking up from his work he bared a dagger filled grin and popped his gum

"Your Head's in my fucking way, MOVE IT"

Mamori opened her mouth to scold him for his swearing before realising her predicament and settled for a raised eyebrow instead.Hiruma raised a questioning one back at her as she turned away haughtily his mouth forming a frown before breaking into a wicked grin again.

She rubbed her throat slightly and took her scarf off her neck jerking slightly when a piece of paper hit her on the back of the head with the force of a bullet.

"Kyaa!" she yelped causing her to wince at the rawness of her throat and her teacher to give her a worried look, she waved her hands in front of him to show it was nothing.

Turning around and staring point blank murder at a tongue waggling Demon she let out a sigh of aggravation before turning around to her desk again and ripping out a sheet of paper.

She bit the top of her pencil before grinning again and writing:

'Um, maybe if you didn't sit like a Neanderthal you'd be able to see over my head, moron.'

She drew a small picture of a Neanderthal Hiruma in the corner of the small sheet before throwing it backwards so it hit the Deimon quarterback on the forehead.Mamori bit her lip to hide a grin before hearing the chair behind her screech back as Hiruma got up, she froze slightly as she watched the tall blonde walk to the front of the room and spit his gum in the bin causing several classmates to avert their gaze for a brief second, Mamori observed his stance as he walked, frowning at the slight limp he had and allowing her eyes to rest on his face as he slowly made his way back to the desk behind her, tossing a note onto her table with an expert flick of the wrist as he sat down behind her.

"You had to write me some sappy love note just to tell me that huh fucking manager? Looks like your losing your touch kekeke"

Mamori's lip pursed and she blushed slightly in indignation at his crudeness before scribbling another quick note:

"Don't flatter yourself, the only thing I've lost is my voice. Because of YOU asshole."

She scrunched the paper up and threw it behind her catching a sideways glimpse of him as she did and noting he had sat up straight now feet placed either side of the desk.

He caught the piece of paper in his hand whilst typing one handed on his laptop.Opening it and scanning its contents his grin broke into a fiercer one which Mamori felt on the back of her neck.

Mamori shivering felt another piece of paper hit off her hand, and sighed putting her pencil down as she opened it.

Kekeke really? Fucking wuss! I guess there is a god, now I won't have to hear you fucking complain all afternoon this practise.

Mamori felt her head burning slightly and simply crumpled up the piece of paper before nestling her head onto her arms.

She nearly screamed in frustration when ANOTHER piece of paper hit her on the head.

Just thinking of all those drills I can put Sena through has got me pumped.

Mamori slammed her hands on her desk and turned round to Hiruma.

"HIRUMA IF YOU Da…" Mamori's shout ended halfway as she felt a sharp pain shoot up her throat and she felt her eyes water.Hiruma began his evil laughter and Mamori blushed as she felt the rest of the classes eyes fall on her including a confused teacher.

"Ah…Anezaki-san are you sure your fine?"

Mamori practically got down on her knees and prayed when the bell went, gathering her things quickly she went to leave only stopping when a long arm barred her way.She looked up and frowned at a smirking demon whose eyes were dangerously glittering at this moment and time.
Mamori felt her heartbeat speed up and turned her head towards the door as she heard it close behind the last student.She looked up and for what seemed like the first time realised exactly how MUCH her and Hiruma's height difference really was.

"Neanderthal, huh?" Hiruma snarled placing his hand on his hip.

Mamori nodded and blushed at feeling so…childish.

She brought her hand up to her throat again as it began to burn and winced slightly.

She froze when Hiruma moved foreword, trapping her between is hips and the desk.

"Hi…Hiruma," she croaked wincing pushing her hands against his chest and blushing at the feeling of his body heat radiating onto her already slightly fever ridden body, stopping when she felt Hiruma's hand place itself over one of hers.

He stared at her heatedly a grin on his face and her face reflected in his out of place blue eyes.

"Anezaki…" He whispered in her ear, trailing his mouth onto hers before pushing a lemon flavoured Lozenger into her mouth.

"You better get fucking better," He whispered huskily, his evil glint making her shudder, running his hand up her face and brushing a stray hair out of her face he tilted her head up and smirked. Mamori's pale blue eyes were sliced by his sharp cerulean ones and she felt her face deepen into its already red state.

"Or I'll rip your throat out, capiche?" he growled into her skin causing her eyes to widen.

Mamori simply nodded rolling the Lozenge around her mouth.

Hiruma smirked and strode out the classroom door kicking it open with an unmerciful kick...
But not before Mamori saw the small blush on his cheeks.
Mamori placed her hand over where Hiruma's had been on her neck and blinked when she felt the throbbing sensation gone from her throat.

Picking up her bag she walked out the door slowly savouring the taste of the slight sugar free gum taste left on her lemon Lozenge.A smile on her face as she pressed her fingers to her lips.

A few days later.

Mamori looked up at the sound of the gunshots outside just in time to see Hiruma walk into the clubhouse a scarf around his neck and a scowl on his face.
She raised an eyebrow before the pieces fell into place.
Hiruma glared at her giggling form and sat down on his chair.
"Shut-up and pass me a Lozenge damn manager" he croaked.

END

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