Xx Calling the Bluff xX
Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21.
Theme 21. violence; pillage/plunder; extortion
"Go ahead do what ever it is you do! I don't care!"
Youichi Hiruma's glare faltered ever so slightly at her words. Mamori and him were having an extremely heated argument over something he only vaguely remembered at this point. His hand was reaching for his back pocket, where his black book resided, and he had just warned her about watching her mouth least something should slip. Something she'd rather not have people know about.
"Go on. Get that book of yours out and tell everyone what you have written about me in there." She narrowed her eyes at him, her arms crossed; her whole posture radiated absolute outrage and defiance. "In fact, I dare you. I dare you to read out loud every nasty little secret you have about me."
When he did nothing but continue to glower at her, she continued her rant.
"Put them on flyers and scatter them around town! Get a blow horn and yell to your heart's content! Get a plane and write them in the sky for all I care!" By this time they had attracted quite a crowd of curious onlookers. Though both didn't pay any attention to them. "But know this, I will not be intimidated and I will not back down! You don't scare me! Are you even listening to me? Hiru-"
Gasps were heard. Jaws were dropped. Eyes popped out of heads. Fearful teens hit their knees in prayer. One brave soul took a picture with their cell phone and sent it to everyone they knew and then some. After all who would believe that the devil incarnate was in a complete lip lock with Deimon's own angel on earth without photographic evidence?
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