Title: Mamori What?
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21.
A/N: Just a little drabble I made. Enjoy :)
"Anezaki-san, good morning!" a student from her class greeted but no response came from the ever so polite girl, she just continued on her way, unfazed. Everyone who saw the sight wheezed and made it a challenge to catch Anezaki Mamori's attention by greeting her the weirdest way possible. And yet no one succeeded but a boy with bleached blond hair.
"Fucking manager!" he yelled from behind.
Mamori finally looked back, "Ugh Hiruma-kun, stop calling me that!"
Hiruma just cackled. Mamori sighed and looked up the sky, just another ordinary day here at Deimon.
At the classroom, Sara, Mamori's closest friend, worryingly asked her, "Mamori-chan! Are you alright?"
"I'm perfectly fine" she assured.
"I'm glad to hear that but it's just not everyday that I see you ignoring almost everyone" Sara slyly looked at her.
The confused Mamori titled her head, assessing everything Sara said. Quiet understanding dawned on her and was about to retort from the teasing when the bell rang. They dutifully went to their respective places.
"Aneā¦" Otari-sensei started until he was rudely interrupted by a warning cough from who else but the devil himself. "I mean Mamori-san" he saved, not wanting to be shot to death. "Starting today you'll be seated in from of Hiruma Youichi."
Not a single word of protest came from Mamori's mouth. She obediently took her things and sat in her new spot.
Class ended with a breeze. It was the chance her friends were waiting for, they approached her. The whole class seeing this followed suit. All with inquiring eyes.
Mamori sighed, "I guess everyone's wondering why I ignored the constant greetings awhile ago. It's because it would be rude of me to greet back when it's not my surname anymore." They gasped.
"So that would explain what happened this morning and why Otari-sensei changed the seating arrangement since we are arranged in an alphabetical order." Sara wisely deduced. Mamori nodded.
"Well then, what's your new surname and what's the reason why you changed it?" some interjected.
Mamori opened her mouth to answer when suddenly a frighteningly dark aura engulfed them, "Hiruma. She's a Hiruma now! My fucking wife! Kekeke"
