First Time
By Jillian Leonhart
Chapter 9: Parting Ways
"What's with this fucking phone call?" Mamori could hear his annoyed tone from the other end of the phone.
"Ha ha… Nah… Just feels like calling you…" Mamori said as she plays with her rocket-bear phone strap.
"Tch…Cut this crap fucking girlfriend..." he said.
"What? You don't like it? Fine then… Bye…" and she cut the call.
Five minutes latter and he didn't call back. Mamori growled as she dialing his number.
"What?!" he picked up.
"Why didn't you call back?!" she yelled.
"You're the one who cut the fucking line! Means you're done talking!"
"Ugh…" Mamori massage her aching temple, "Enough… I just wanna know if you will show up in the Graduation Ceremony tomorrow…" Mamori said, giving in.
Hiruma was silent for a moment before finally answered, "You'll see…"
Mamori could imagine the smirk on his face as he spoke.
She let out a sigh, "Just as I thought… Never a straight answer…"
Hiruma cackled from the other line.
"Well then, see ya…"
"Hmm..."
Next day 04.27 pm, Deimon High Auditorium
The Main Hall was already crowded by all the seniors. Every one had accepted their graduation and they were waiting for the principal to offer a closing speech. Mamori chatted with her friends as they wait for the principal. For a moment, she glanced around the boys on the other side of the auditorium. Seeing no blonde hair, Mamori sighed.
'Where is he?' she thought. Hiruma had strangely taken his graduation certificate without doing something unusual, and then disappear as soon as he got off the stage. 'Well at least that means no 'surprise attack' for today...' she thought.
With that in mind, she continued chatting happily with her friends, ignoring the slight disappoint from his absence. The principal went up to the stage. All the students went silent and the ruckus auditorium went silent. The principal started his speech as usual. And as usual, it was long, and boring, and made the students to started chatting again, ignoring the principal.
So far, everything went smoothly. But that's only until Mamori's cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She checked and was surprise to see that it was Hiruma calling.
She immediately picked it up, "What Hiruma-kun?! I'm in the aula! Why aren't you showing up!?"
"Shut up fucking girlfriend... I need a helping hand here. Come to the rooftop now! And make it fucking quick!"
"What?! What are you up to!" she said half whispering half shouting. So much for thinking that today's gonna be normal...
"Kekekeke... Let's say... a fucking gift..."
"... Hearing it from you give me the creeps..."
"Like hell I care. Just shut up and get your ass here!"
Mamori humph-ed then cut the line. She stood up from her seat and whispered to Ako beside her, "Ako, I'm going to the toilet."
Ako nodded, "Want me to come to?"
"No no no. I'm fine." Mamori said.
Then, she crept up to the back of the auditorium, and went out. Just when she reached the 2nd floor, her phone vibrated again. She checked and as she had thought, it was Hiruma.
"What?! I'm on my way!"
"Hurry it fucking up!"
She growled and snapped her phone shut. 'Ugh! And why am I following this?!' she thought as she stomped her feet up to the third floor and finally, she reached the rooftop. She was surprised when a hand shoot up, grabbing her by the arm.
"Waaa! Hiruma-kun! Stop doing' that!" Mamori yelled while Hiruma dragged her to the edge of the roof top.
Finally, Hiruma let go of her. Mamori rubbed her shore arm. "Here." Hiruma threw her a match.
She caught it by reflex. "What's this for?" she asked curiously.
The only answer from him was a sneer, and he looked in front of her. Mamori followed his gaze and finally realize that there are lots of fireworks in front of her. She gasped.
"Wow... this..." Mamori was wide-eyed.
"You light that fucking side. Do it on my count." He commanded while walking to the other end of the rooftop.
Mamori did as he told and walking to the other side. She kneeled in front of the first firework. Mamori looked at Hiruma on the other side, waiting for the signal. Hiruma was looking at his laptop, and then smirking.
"The fucking principal's finally up... Fucking Girlfriend, on fuckin' three! One! Two! Fucking THREEE! YA—HA!"
Mamori and Hiruma light the fireworks. Loud noises soon filled the darkening sky. Mamori's mouth gapped at the ordinary, yet wonderful sight in front of her.
"NEXT!" Mamori heard Hiruma yelled.
"Huh?!"
"Light the fucking next!"
"Oh! Sorry!" Mamori quickly kneeled in front of the next firework. "Now!" he yelled and she light up the firework.
"Next!" he yelled, and she light up the firework.
Seven other yell and all the fireworks were coloring the dark-oranges sky. Hiruma and Mamori stood in the middle of the rooftop. All the seniors were already filled the school field by the time the first fireworks exploded on the sky, so now, they're already enjoying the sight. Many of them cried because of this surprise on the last day of their life as a high school student.
Hiruma pulled out a megaphone and screamed through it.
"FUCKING BRATS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING WEEPIN ABOUT!? GET YOUR FUCKING ASS UP HERE AND GET THE FUCKING PARTY STARTED! YA—HA!"
He was grinning widely.
"Huh?! What party?" Mamori asked as she watched the seniors began entering the classroom building.
"This!" Hiruma said and five fireworks were already sparkling on his hand.
"Eh!?"
Sena and Monta burst out from the rooftop door, carrying a plastic bag, full of canned drinks on each hand. The Huh Bros, Komusubi, Kurita, Musashi, Yukimitsu, Natsuhiko, even Suzuna were following behind with snacks and drinks and more fireworks.
"YA--! We're here!" Suzuna yelled.
"Start the party MAX!" Monta doing his pose as usual.
Soon, the seniors filled the roof top. Fireworks sparkling everywhere, canned drink crashed here and there, they shouted 'kanpai!' here and there. The girls were crying with their friends, the boys were dancing and singing, some even confessing their love.
Mamori was on the crying girls group. She cried along with her classmates, Disciplinary Committee members and other clubs manager.
Club members were also there, organized by Hiruma, they became slaves, buying all the fireworks and preparing sound system for this. But they enjoy the party anyway. They're happily spending their last moment with their seniors, dancing and crying.
"EVERYONE!" a cry made everyone stopped whatever they were doing, and looked up on top of the door building.
There, Natsuki Ogata, the basket ball captain, stood with the megaphone in one hand, and canned soda in other. On his back, all the captain of clubs in Deimon High, were gathering.
"To night, all the captains here will sing for ALL OF YOU!" Natsuki yelled and raised his drink. "KANPAAAAAIIII!"
"KANPAAAAAAAIIIIIIII!" the crowd cheered.
And then, nobody cared when the hell the music had started banging but soon, the karaoke competition between all the captain had started. Everyone had waited for the Devil Bats Captain but as they expected, the devil had vanished.
Mamori text him, 'Where are you?! Chickening out?'
His reply was, 'Kekekeke... Can't miss this blackmail-mine, fucking girlfriend.'
Mamori sighed. Another text came to her cell phone. From Hiruma.
'Don't u fucking dare go fucking home alone.'
Mamori smiled, 'Then, you should walk me. Sara and Ako's house are the other way.'
A few minutes later, his reply came, 'Fine.'
"HEY! IT'S MIDNIGHT!" the yell made all the partying seniors and club members grumbled before quickly stop partying, then heading home. The party ended with all the fireworks had burned, the cans were empty, snacks lying everywhere.
And the master mind of all this was walking his 'fucking girlfriend' home.
Hiruma and Mamori were walking down the quiet street side by side. Mamori was laughing freely while Hiruma had his usual smirk on his face.
"Geez Hiruma-kun. You could at least tell me you're gonna do something like that." Mamori said then laughing again at the memories of the Principal's pale face.
Hiruma smirks wider. They went silent for a few minutes so Mamori tried to bring something to chat on
"So... Uhm, where are you going after this?" Mamori asked.
"America." Hiruma answered flatly.
Mamori stopped waking. "What?" she mumbled to herself. "A... America?"
Hiruma also stopped walking and looked back at her. "Yeah."
"H... H... How long?" uneasines began gulfing her chest.
"Who knows." He said. His face was stoick. Mamori couldn't read anything from his steel eyes.
Mamori looked down. "I... I thought you'll stay in Japan..." Mamori whispered to herself as her lips quivering. "Will you come back?" she looked up and asked him with wavering tone.
Hiruma didn't answer. He didn't do anything when a single tear rolled down her cheek and she covered her eyes as another tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I... I... I'll wait..." Mamori managed to say between sobs.
"Don't." He said coldly.
Mamori froze for a few second, before crying harder. Hiruma steped closer and braced her while whispered, "Don't fucking wait... I don't know if I'll come back or not..."
Chapter 9: Parting Ways
The End
Omake
"Mamori Anezaki…" Mamori's mom growled as she slammed the phone down. She glanced at the clock on the wall. "Though this is your last day as a high school student, I will NOT tolerate THIS!" she then locked the front door.
"If you want to get in, someone has to take you through your window." She mumbled and stomped to her room.
A/N: … … … I'm sorr
Akaba: *slam his guitar on Jill's head*
Jill: UGH! *bleeding to death* W… W… Why… Ar… are you doing this..? *blood coughing*
Akaba: Fuu… Someone told me to. He said, 'That's for taking so long for an update!'.
Jill: … … I'm sorry… *cough* I… was…
Akaba: Busy…
Jill: O.o How did you know?!
Akaba: Standard excuse… Now die… *beat Jill to a bloody pulp*