Me is back! -clears throat-straightens shirt-... OMG!! Me has over 100 reviews!!! SHRIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEK!!!

H: -falls out of chair-climbs back up- Crazy bitch... Why are you even adding in these stupid extras? I bet no one even reads them!

D: -vein pop-brings out flamethrower-

H: E-gad, woman! Where are you getting your artillery?! -hides behind chair-

D: Your private stock.

H: What?!

Hiruma stormed out of his room, fuming, "ANEZAKI! WHERE ARE YOU?!!"

"Really! Yelling so early in the morning, you'll wake up the neighbors!" said Mamori, coming out of the kitchen and wiping her hands on her apron. She switched on the living room lights, she turned to see Hiruma, who had his arms crossed. The moment she saw him, she gasped exaggeratedly, bringing her hand up to her heart and said in a mock surprise tone, "Hiruma-kun! What have you done with your hair?" "What have I done? What have I done?! Hah!" Hiruma threw his hands in the air and rested them on his hips. Mamori folded her arms and arched an eyebrow, "Are you implying that you believe I did it?" "Who else would do it if not you?!" "Well then maybe next time you'll watch yourself when you're teasing," she said, a smile on her face. She walked up to Hiruma and placed a quick kiss on his frowning lips, "At least it matches your eyes."

o.o.o

"You can't stay mad at me forever Hiruma-kun."

"Oh yeah? Watch me."

"So you're gonna stay angry at me by starving yourself?"

"I was fine even before you came into my life."

"Yeah, you got better after I came into your life."

"You could've at least done something that wasn't long-lasting!"

"I wanted to try something original!"

"Dying my hair bright green?! Oh right, real mature."

"You're one to talk."

"How the fuck do you expect me to go coach those accursed adolescents?!"

'Ah, he quit the fashion industry cuz people started thinking he was turning gay...' (-maniacal laughter-) "I'll start contributing ideas after you eat that waffle."

"And to think I have to wait a whole week before redying it black..." he muttered, chomping on the food. "You could just stay home," said Mamori, resting her head in her hand. She was actually having trouble resisting laughter, he insides were tingling; seeing Hiruma with green hair was not something easy to get over, 'Maybe next time I should paint his face too...' she thought. "What are you grinning to yourself for?" he snapped. "Oh, nothing..." she said, still smiling.

"You know you're not going to get away with this, right?" Mamori stopped smiling and looked straight into his eyes, "And what could you be planning?" "You're a woman that lives alone with me, I can do so many things to you," he said, taking his turn to grin. 'pervert...' she thought, then got up and walked to her room. When she came back out, she tossed a black bandanna with white patterns at him, "You can tie that on if you're leaving the house. I have a few others... which you can borrow after you ask me for them," she added the last part in fear of having Hiruma lurking in her room.

"Well, I'm off to the daycare," she announced, releasing her hair from the bun and untying her apron. Taking her coat, Mamori placed a kiss on the side of his nose and ruffled his hair, "Have a nice day, grass-head!"

"Anezaki!"

o.o.o

"Ano... Hiruma-sensei?"

"What?" he snapped.

"Well, we were wondering... well, actually, I was wondering..."

"Spit it out, Aogiri."

"Um... is something wrong with your, er, hair?" Aki wasn't feeling very comfortable now. Hiruma looked right at him from the corner of his narrowed eye and raised an eyebrow, "Why?" Aki was beginning to feel flustered, "Well, I, well, no one's ever seen you wear anything on your head besides a helmet so, uh..." "I can wear whatever I want whatever I want. Go do ladder drills!" and he finished his order with a spray of bullets. Dropping down on the bench, he laid his gun by his side and picked up Yuna's notes, 'Damn fucking manager with her damn fucking tricks...'

o.o.o

Practice was over and Hiruma was in the clubhouse office, a room they had added in his third year of high school. His feet were up on the table and he was sifting through information on the teams they would be going against soon when he came across something else which made him quirk a brow, 'A letter?' Bringing his feet down, he leaned his elbows on the desk, 'Tamada Yuna, meet me on the roof after school practice... hm, there's no sign either...' and a grin spread on his face, 'That fucking carrot-top finally decided to make a move,' he thought, leaning back, "He better not let this get in the way of the Christmas Bowl or I'll kill 'im.'

Hiruma looked up and gazed at the aconite plant on the edge of the desk; it was the only flower he would allow, since it was poisonous. Though not breathtaking, it was still beautiful and with the soft sunlight streaming in from the window, every detail of the blossoms were highlighted and it seemingly glowed subtly. Plus, it's shades of purple wasn't prominent nor inconspicuous, so it wasn't an eyesore to him. 'Hm... purple, eh?'

x.x.x

Mamori suddenly felt a cold chill down her spine and she shuddered.

"What's wrong, Mamori-sensei?" asked Satsuki, pulling on her skirt.

"I don't know, I just... felt a chill."

x.-all thoughts belong to Hiruma, tq-.x

Hiruma was hiding by the water tank on the roof, chewing gum and leafing through the latest Amefuto Monthly when he heard the door beneath him open, 'Target has arrived.' He peered down the edge and saw Yura fidgeting by the rail, "I wonder if she'll show..." 'Of course she'll show. She's an idiot if she doesn't,' he rolled his eyes.

A few minutes passed before the door opened again, 'Finally!' "Ta-takeda-kun?" "Tamada-san!" they both seemed nervous and no eye contact was made. "I... I got a message and it said to come here, but I think it was mistaken... see you tomorrow!" and she turned to leave. "No, wait!" Yura panicked and ran after her, grabbing her forearm, "I... I have something I need to confess." 'Yeah, he shaved your cat, killed it and threw it into the river...' he snickered quietly to himself. (I can never stay serious, can I?)

"Yes?" there was hope written all over her face.

"I... I like you. I really, really... like you," and he released Yuna, unable to look at her in the eyes. 'Oh, am I supposed to gasp at this point?'

"Takeda-kun... I..." she too looked down, clasping her hands to her chest, "I like you too." At this point, they both looked at each other and smiled. Yura, nervously put his hand in his pocket and scratched the back of his head with the other, "So, uh, you wanna go have dinner... somewhere? My treat." She took his hand in hers and said, "Let's go, I know this really good restaurant down the street." "Sweet," and together, they left the roof.

'Cliche. Now, I'm gonna go get the props for my get-back plan,' and a huge maniacal grin stretched on his face.

o.o.o

Mamori stretched and got out of bed, tying up the curtains and making her bed. It was still dark outside, she had gotten into the habit of waking up before Hiruma. Satisfied, she went into bathroom and switched on the light. She stared in wide-eyed horror at her reflection in the mirror and stood panic-stricken by the door, grabbing her hair and staring at it before letting out an ear-piercing scream. (ah, poor neighbors.)

"So, do you like the surprise?"

Mamori spun around and saw Hiruma sitting in the darkest corner of her room, arms and legs crossed with a smug look on his face.

"Wha-wha?"

He merely shrugged, "Purple suits your eyes."

Wahahahaha!! I loved this chapter!!! I'm really cracking now... I know, it's short, so I'll try to make the following chapters longer, kay? I got the aconite idea from 100days Livejournal, not mine. R&R please! XD