Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Eyeshield 21 *cries*
Chapter 4: Hiruma's "BIG" little secret
"Where did Yo-nii go?" Suzuna asked.
Sena looked around before saying, "I'm not sure, he was with us when we were on the field."
Monta tapped Sena's shoulder before pointing out to the field and saying, "I think I found him."
Hiruma was talking with one of the refs who was deathly pale, and in Hiruma's hand was his Devil's Handbook. The man nodded before running away. Hiruma turned around, slipping his handbook into his pocket, a sharp smile stretching from ear to ear as he cackled uncontrollably.
"What was that about?" Monta asked when Hiruma finally got back up to them.
He never answered he just pulled a long-range camera OUT OF NOWHERE, and began snapping shots of the American team.
"What are they doing here? The tournament is being held in their country." Sena pointed out.
"They're probably trying to get as much information on us as possible. They want to know exactly what they're up against," Riku answered.
"Yeah, but why are they here? It's not like any of us are in the game," Monta replied. "It's girl football."
"FEMALE football," Suzuna corrected.
"They're probably just here because they must think there is a certain reason why we are," Mamori offered.
"I told them to come."
Everyone stared at Hiruma shocked then sweat dropped.
"That sounds like something you'd do," Sena and Monta said simultaneously.
Kuroki noticed that Jumonji was leaning over the railing holding his face in his hands moaning.
"Dude, what happened to you?" Tagano asked.
"He almost got knocked out by a girl!" Agon chuckled.
"Yeah, well she broke your nose!" Jumonji yelled back at him pointing an accusational finger at him. His eye was dark purple and swollen, and his lip was split.
"HOLY SHIT!" Tagano, Kuroki, and Agon screamed in unison.
"I told you she hits harder than Komusubi!" screamed pointing at his fellow linebacker as he said his name.
Komusubi pointed at himself and tilted his head in confusion. "Unf?"
"She even made Shin stumble when she head butted him!" he said pointing at him.
Sakuraba and Ootawara were examining Shin's face when Jumonji pointed at him.
"What's wrong?" everyone asked.
"We're not sure, but it looks like he has a bruise on his cheekbone, but it could just be his tan," Sakuraba said turning to the others as Ootawara laughed.
He stepped aside allowing everyone to see. Shin's cheekbone was just barely a shade darker than the rest of his tanned face. You wouldn't even be able to see it unless you looked really close.
Mamori examined it then said in awe, "It is a bruise!"
Gaou, who was silent up until this point, smirked. "I'd like to meet this 'Momoka' girl," he said silently to himself.
And for the millionth time that day, Hiruma was quietly seething on the side, only Kurita and Musashi knowing exactly why that was.
*Time Skip*
We finally went on offense and decided to use our secret weapon - me.
"Are you sure want to do this?" Yaya asked.
I glared at her before nodding. "This is my last game with you guys, after this I'm transferring. This is my last chance to show the world just what I'm made of - and it 'aint sugar and spice."
On the field I felt excited. My heart beat faster, my brain worked faster, and my muscles felt ready to push me into action.
I took a deep breath, my lungs filling with the cold, moist, winter air around me; preparing myself for what was to come.
That's when it happened. The third hut. Everything around me went into motion. Yaya feint passing the ball to the receiver and instead handed it to me from behind her back.
I leaned forward, leveling my chest with the ground and ran, pushing off with the balls of my feet and stretching my legs to their limit. As I got closer to the blockers time seemed to stop, just for me. I could see everything around me in slow motion. The girl in front of me's muscles rippled slowly as they showed me which way she would move. The routes laid out in front of me, and I chose the most difficult just to show off.
I ducked under her arm as she lunged at me. 'Easy' I thought as I swept past her and every other that came at me.
I laughed out manically as the yards to the goal line lessened and lessened.
50 yards
40 yards
30 yards
20 yards
10 yards
1 yard
TOUCHDOWN!
I looked up at the scoreboard after the touchdown, bringing it to 14-40 with us in the lead. Only a minute was left in the last quarter so I decided to take my leave. I gave a small, sad smile before heading toward the locker room.
Everyone gasped, meaning the newcomers, when Momo took off. She ran so quickly that her speed was probably a match for Sena's.
She dodged each blocker with ease and was obviously showing off, before she scored the touchdown.
"I can't believe it," Tamaki said in disbelief. (not sure if I have the right name - Oujo white knights quarterback is Tamaki right?)
"So cool!" Suzuna cheered as she leaned over the railing.
"Mademoiselle Momoka is incredible!" Taki yelled as he spun.
Kurita seemed confused. "Um, everyone?"
They all turned to him.
He pointed toward the field and said, "She's gone."
Hiruma looked up from his laptop and growled under his breath. He grabbed his stuff and stalked away.
And this time - everyone followed.
I stepped out of the shower with my towel wrapped firmly around my body with another in my hair. I looked at the mirror and stared at the blue-green eyed, black haired girl that looked back at me.
I thought back to when I was in middle school with Yoichi, Kurita, and Musashi. I could remember when we snuck into the American base and watched them playing football, and when they got hurt and I was the one to bandage their wounds.
I remembered the day when my father took me out of school so I could focus on my career. Yoichi got into a huge fight with him and it ended up with him getting hurt. Once again, I was there to bandage his wounds.
The one I remembered the most clearly was the day that I quit Jerry Productions, after I broke Jerry's nose; and then I enrolled back into an all girls' school and started football.
But the one I cherished the most was my first game. The one my brother came to. I had never been happier.
I snapped back into reality when I remembered that they would be coming soon. I got dressed in a black tank top under a tight black leather jacket; a black and white layered skirt with black and white striped leggings; and my signature knee-high steel-toed boots.
I grabbed my duffle bag and turned toward the exit to see him. My Father.
"D-Dad?"
He stared at me through his rectangular glasses and examined me closely with a grimace. "Momoka," he said in an emotionless tone.
I opened my mouth to say something but I just couldn't form the words. My mind drew a blank. It had been so long since I had spoken to him I just didn't know what to say - but he did.
He moved closer the grimace never leaving his face. "I can't understand you."
"Wha-"
"Why do you do this? Giving up your life to play a silly game?" His eyes bore into mine and made me feel like I was going to be sick.
"You could have been successful! You could have been famous!" he yelled at me. "You gave up your dream for nothing!"
"No!" I screamed, startling him. "It wasn't my dream, it was just you trying to control my life, just like you tried with Nii-san. You just don't want us to live out dreams because you didn't have the skills to accomplish your own!"
"You do not speak to me like that young lady!"
"I don't give a fucking shit what you-!"
Just then he slapped me - hard.
Hiruma saw it as he walked through the door. Everyone did.
A tall man in a suit wearing glasses slapped Momoka when she cussed at him.
She held her red cheek and bit her lip to keep herself from crying as her eyes began to water.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Hiruma screamed at him. He ran over and pushed the man out of the way, making him stumble and fall. Hiruma pulled Momo's hand from her face, grabbed her chin and twisted her head to the side to examine her cheek.
It was bright red and had the outline of a hand.
Hiruma growled under his breath and turned to look at the man who was brushing imaginary dirt from his shoulder.
"What's going on?" Sena whispered from outside the door.
"Who's that man and why'd he hit Momo-nee?" Suzuna asked concern.
The man frowned as he looked at Hiruma. "You have no right interrupting our conversation Yoichi."
"That didn't look like a fucking conversation to me," Hiruma hissed as he stepped between Momoka and the man.
"Such coarse language," he sighed and shook his head before walking toward the door. The people in the doorway scrambled into the room to let him pass. He turned his head to the pair when he reached the door.
"Yoichi, Momoka, you two are a disgrace. You two could have been great on the career paths I set you on but you both ruined it for yourselves. You're both just like your mother," he spat at them, then disappeared down the hall.
"Good to see you too dad," Momoka mumbled sarcastically.
Everyone was shocked at what they had witnessed and even more surprised and confused at what they had heard.
"Was that who I think it was?" Sena asked quietly.
"It couldn't have been," Monta whispered.
"It was," Kurita whispered as he looked at the pair.
"Their father," Musashi clarified.
"'their'? Then that makes them-?" Mamori started.
"-siblings," everyone finished together.
So now you know! Momoka is Hiruma's little sister. I guess they both have something in common - A foul mouth and a love of football!
Saya. Hikari. Uchiha, Yanza, and shdw dncr - you all guessed correctly yet you didn't, you guys cheated! You gave several guesses! Shame on you!
Anyway, look forward to the next chapter of Hiruma's Secret!