Disclaimer: Any original characters are property of myself and myself only. Eyeshield 21 is a series created by Riichigo Inagaki and Yusuke Murata. All characters of Eyeshield 21 are property of the original creators, Shonen Jump and Viz Media. Any references to the NFL and its players are copyrighted by the NFL and credited to their respective teams.

It was early in the morning when Monta and Riku arrived at Nishi University. Taki's football team wasn't scheduled to play for another couple of hours but the duo decided to patrol the grounds anyway and check out the stadium. It was small with only one set of bleachers facing adjacent to the field and across from them was a grassy hill where free loaders would sit and watch the games. Riku and Monta made their way across the sidelines taking in the few fans that had gathered early. One group was tail gating in the parking lot with a grill and some coolers. They could smell the burgers and hotdogs cooking on the mid morning breeze.

Riku and Monta really didn't know each other too well but recently the pair had tried to hang out more often in what Riku called, "an attempt to build familiarity and teamwork." Monta was not one to shy away from making a new friend and didn't hesitate when the former Seibu running back had asked him to join him on the scouting mission.

As they rounded the bend and took a seat on the front row of the bleachers just in front of the 40 yard line Monta broke the silence. "Do you think Taki's team is any good?"

"Hard to tell. I know the idiot well enough to say he's not a threat to us alone, but I've heard mixed things about the rest of the team." The stoic teen replied.

"Mixed things? What do you mean?"

"Apparently one of their starters was injured earlier in the season and is supposed to start again today, and one of their defensive stars was suspended for 4 games due to… extracurricular activities." Riku added, slowly choosing the correct words to end the thought with.

"Fights, drugs, what?" asked the ape teen.

"I couldn't find the details. Apparently the university covered it up so that he could still play."

"That valuable huh?"

"Again, hard to tell. Either way both of them are supposed to play today so we'll find out regardless." Riku finished.

Monta nodded as if satisfied with that and turned his attention to the field. It reminded him of his days at Deimon High. The field was small and not impressive in any way but it still had that charm that seemed to gather anyone who enjoyed field sports. Monta was sure that football was not the only game played on this field on a weekly basis and wondered what struggles may have transpired on this particular grid iron. His thoughts continued to dawdle on the subject when Riku spoke up, probably to break the silence more than any other reason.

"So Monta, what do you think of Suzuna and Sena?" the blasely spoken blonde stated.

"I think it's about damn time if you ask me." The ape replied with a smirk. "I had sneaking suspicions but I guess when Sena finally asked for advice it all made sense. Good for them I say."

"But you hung out with Suzuna almost as much as Sena had during high school, if not more because of his stay at Notre Dame. Aren't you…" he paused stumbling over the words, "you know jealous? Even a little?"

Monta eyed him as if he'd been smacked. The simian teen started to laugh and scratched the back of his head. "No I never saw Suzuna like that… I always saw her like a little sister. Besides the one I liked ended up with the Devil himself anyway haha."

Both teens nodded and chuckled nervously at the thought of Hiruma and Mamori together. No matter how many times they thought about it, it was still terrifying to anyone who knew the pair.

Suddenly a loud explosion tore through the air and the pair of Enma athletes were sent toppling down the bleachers in shock and surprise. Both athletes looked around desperately for the source of the calamity and both of the teens paled away in fear when a crackling "YA-HA-!" pierced their ears.

As the smoke cleared the hellion quarterback quirked his head at an awkward angle towards the terrified duo and smiled his maniacal fanged grin. "Well what do we have here but the fucking monkey and the fucking bleach. AND whats this? Did I hear some dirt on the fucking shrimp and the fucking skates too? Oh this must be my lucky day! Kekekekeke!"

"Yoichi! Do you have to shoot rocket launchers every time we enter a new stadium?"

"Shut up fucking manager!" Hiruma mocked as he put a piece of sugar free gum between his fangs.

Mamori shot a dagger like stare back at her lover as if promising him later torment. Riku and Monta stared on helplessly as the demonic quarterback and his woman made their way towards them. Hiruma was casually twirling a rifle about in his right hand and Mamori quickly darted over to help the startled pair to their feet.

"Are you two all right?"

"Y…Yeah… fuh…fine." They both managed to stutter through chattering teeth.

"So, the fucking shrimp finally grew some balls and asked out fucking skates huh? Kekeke!" the pierced demon asked.

Riku and Monta both glanced at each other in defeat knowing there was no use to try and keep the information from the evil quarterback. All they could do was concede defeat before it occurred and nod helplessly.

"Oh really, that's wonderful. Good for them!" Mamori said cheerfully. "Isn't that great Yoichi?" she nudged her lover pointedly.

"Kekeke, about damn time." Hiruma cackled under his breath before popping a bubble of gum.

"Oh I'll have to give Suzu a call later about it!" Mamori added excitedly.

In all actuality Hiruma had known all along because of a blabber mouthed idiot. However, the former Christmas Bowl champ loved tormenting any one any time he could and he savored torturing Riku and Monta about the subject. The demonic blonde couldn't help himself. He just liked to watch them squirm.

As the group waited, the bleachers began to fill up with fans and students from Nishi University. It wasn't long before Taki's team began to enter the field to do their pre game stretches and warm up exercises. Hiruma and the two Enma teams perked up at their arrival and Mamori took out her camcorder. The group all rolled their eyes whenever Taki would do his patented y-balances and guffaw like an idiot. Monta could have sworn he heard the tight end scream something about autographs after the game and chuckled in spite of himself.

"Their opponents are the Cupids. Man it seems like every skirmish game we watch involves them doesn't it." Monta said while absent mindedly scratching at his nose tape.

"They're not the ones I'm interested in, and neither is the fucking idiot." Hiruma barked cutting off whatever it was that Riku would have said. "Keep an eye on number 14, and number 93. If what I hear is true they'll be fun to watch kekeke."

"What do you know about them Hiruma? We couldn't find out much about them." Riku asked.

Hiruma popped a bubble and chided, "Tch, can't do your own research properly huh fucking bleach?" Mamori elbowed him harshly and the quarterback reluctantly took the hint. "Tch, 14 is Kenshiro Hanada. He is their quarterback. He got injured in their debut skirmish game earlier this spring and got side lined for a couple months. He broke his collar bone so he's vulnerable to attack."

"Yoichi that's an awful thing to say."

"It's strategy fucking manager! And don't interrupt me!" he hissed. "Number 93 is Daisuke Kumatsu. He's a lineman. Apparently he got into some trouble with one of the girls sports teams and was suspended for his efforts kekeke, fucking moron. Rumors have him on par with Ottowara but that remains to be seen." The quarterback paused to pop another bubble before screeching, "Fucking manager! Get everything those two do on tape. Plays, formations, techniques, strengths, weaknesses, EVERYTHING!"

Mamori nodded and began aiming her camcorder at the two unknown athletes. Monta and Riku looked on in confused amusement. Neither of the two could begin to fathom how those two made a successful couple. As the pair pondered the unlikely lovers the opening kickoff announced the start of the game.

The game had ended with a score of 52 to 7 in favor of Nishi University. Riku and Monta gawked at the team they would be facing in one week's time with amazement and surprise. Mamori glanced towards her lover nervously and Hiruma just stared at the field with a stern look as he blew another bubble.

"Looks like those two were better than I gave them credit for." Hiruma mumbled.

Riku snapped out of his dumbfounded expression and managed to gather his composure before offering, "Yeah, but they were playing the Cupids. We won't let them off as easily next week."

Monta broke from his daze and silently replied, "But still to think their quarterback could do something like that. And Hiruma was right when he compared 93 to Ottowara."

"Kekeke, I look forward to your match next week then. If Saikyoudai didn't have a game I'd have to come watch. You better not lose to those idiots you fucking monkey!" Hiruma bellowed.

"No way! We're gonna crush those guys!" Monta roared, and Riku nodded in agreement. One of the players on the sideline must have heard the ruckus and meandered his way over to them.

"Aha-ha! I didn't know you guys would come to get my autograph too! Hello Mademoiselle Mamori, Monta-kun, Hiruma, Seibu Boy!" The king of the idiots greeted the group as he bounded over from the side lines.

"Seib…Seibu boy?" Riku stuttered with a twitch in his eye.

"Fucking Idiot, I see you haven't changed…. At all…" Hiruma grumbled.

"So who's first to get their autograph? Aha-ha!"

"Me…" Monta said surprising everyone as he approached the tight end.

"R..Really? Aha-ha! What should I sign for you."

Monta approached with an innocent smile at first, but his face twisted into an angry glare and he gritted his teeth as he punched the tight end fully in the stomach with a massive balled fist. Mamori shouted out in surprise and Riku and Hiruma's eyes popped open.

"That's from your sister. She said you'd understand." Monta said through gritted teeth.

"What.. whatever for… from my dearest sister! I don't…" and before he could finish Monta slugged him one more time.

"And that one's from me because I said you wouldn't understand." Then the apish receiver slugged him a third and final time. "And that's from Sena because he wouldn't have it in him. And because I felt like it… Idiot!"

At this point Taki was lying on the ground clutching his stomach and wheezing, "That's Impossible!" while Hiruma just started to cackle hysterically.