Title: A Command

Notes: Well I've got my fangirling mode on in this fic that they totally got OOC here. Hahaha! Forgive me! I just want this to happen badly. LOL. This is crecentomoon's request. The reviews does really inspires me to write more. And I do accept requests! Hehe. Enjoy! :)


"Kekekekeke!" Hiruma cackled gleefully as he watched his latest collection of blackmail videos of the students of Saikyoudai. It was semestral break now and he would be entering his last semester in his college years and will be graduating soon. These videos may come in handy for the upcoming semester or even in the future.

He was with his Fucking Girlfriend which he asked, more like blackmailed using photos of her he had collected ever since their high school years telling her that he will scatter those throughout the Saikyoudai campus if she would not agree to sleepover on his flat to discuss the preparations for the upcoming Fall Tournament.

But the 'scatter' thingy was just a bluff, he would not let anyone nor anything have a glimpse of her photos which he considered as his private property. Considering that the blackmail photos he had would go straight in his threat book but Mamori's case was different, he had burned all of the hardcopies of her photos and provided a certain folder in his laptop for her and he even had made a back-up of those photos on one on his external disks that he had hidden in his weapon silo.

Even her picture in that cheerleading outfit which was his personal favourite wasn't kept in his threat book but it was securely kept in his wallet in between those suspicious cards he had so he could have a glance on it every time he pays for her creampuffs or if he just feels like to see it. Well it was a safety measure because every time he pulls out his little black book it's either Mamori would get furious or get suspicious of him.

Another bluff was the 'discuss the preparations for the Fall Tournament' for he had them already running on his mind even before the Spring Tournament has ended. He just tricked her to be with him tonight, well he misses her, after all he was human, and he has emotions which he hides under the depths of his bone marrow to keep his reputation. And hell would freeze over if he would say it out loud that he miss her, so he had to go over formulating plans just to make her stay with him.

They had been both very busy during the Spring Tournament that they had hardly have those 'moments' he loves to share with her. Well those moments includes: him teasing Mamori about her creampuff eating habits, Mamori scolding him about his guns, profanities and hellish trainings, him taking stolen shots of her whenever she was in an embarrassing moment and those quiet moments where he would be working on his laptop while she was scribbling on his side and he was stealing glances at her while sipping the coffee she made.

He had been busy scouting the other teams and she had been managing the team so they had barely time for each other. It was a good thing that they were not that fucking lovey dovey couple just like the Koigahama Cupids. Hiruma was glad that he could have a girl which supports him quietly and even helps him with his football addiction. And most of all she understands him and sees through him like a fucking x-ray machine or something and he was genuinely happy that she could ease his burden without him saying it out loud, of course, his pride prevents him.

They had just finished dinner and Mamori came to wash the dishes after so Hiruma proceeded to browse his blackmail materials first before he goes through statistics of other teams which, as he had reasoned for her to stay in, they would be 'discussing'. It's not like he's being dependent to the Fucking Manager/ Fucking Girlfriend / Fucking Cook / Fucking Creampuff Maniac, it's just that when they do it together, they could come up with more amusing plays than if just one of them would go through it.

He was still cackling merrily on the verge of tears as he watched a video of the Fucking Dreads making out with a transgender under the bleachers in the Saikyoudai field. 'The fucking dreads don't have any idea that he was making out with a man. Kekekeke!' he thought gleefully when a voice came from behind him. "Mou Youichi, you'll get into a fight with Agon-kun again if he discovers that." Mamori stated as she made her way to sit beside him.

"Kekekeke! It's not my fucking fault if he was a fucking bastard who fucking makes out with everyone Fucking Girlfriend." Hiruma said still cackling as Mamori placed two cups of coffee on the table, he got the black cup and sipped through it. Bitter. Just the way he fucking likes it. "But really Youichi, you don't need to get blackmail materials on Agon-kun. He's our teammate." Mamori commented as she started to drink her cup of coffee which was sweet, so unlike Hiruma.

"Keh. I've got blackmail materials on everyone Fucking Girlfriend, I've even got many on you. Kekekeke!" Hiruma mused as a vein suddenly popped out of Mamori's forehead. This was one of the things he had missed. Teasing her. "Mou! You know what, you're the worse." she puffed her cheeks, Hiruma's suddenly stopped and he stared at her while raising a brow. The way she said those sentences was like she's stating a fact.

Mamori looked up to Hiruma as he gone quiet which was unusual and found him staring at her intently, "W-what?" Mamori asked stuttering because the only times Hiruma would have that look is that if he was FUCKING serious about something. She mentally recalled if she have done or said something wrong to make him act like that.

"You said I was the fucking worse." he said dangerously but there was a hint of disappointment in his voice, sure he had heard those sentences from different kinds of people but hearing it coming from his Fucking Girlfriend sure had an impact on him. "A-and?" Mamori asked confused as she started to equal Hiruma's gaze.

"Keh. If I was the fucking worse for you then why are you fucking here anyway? Shouldn't you be fucking running away from me? A gun totting, blackmailing, devilish control tower from hell as they fucking quote it?" now the disappointment on his voice was too obvious, and the fact that he looked away from Mamori just gives him away.

Mamori was just looking at the back of his head dumbfounded as she processed his words, the moment she had concluded what he meant, she couldn't help but stifle a laugh that made Hiruma to turn back and glared hard at her. "Silly," she started as she encircled her hands on his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek, "I love you, even though you're the worse person out there. Why do you think I stayed by your side even with all of those negativities?" Mamori chuckled as she let go of Hiruma's neck.

Hiruma just stared at her weirdly for about five seconds when he proceeded to look back again on his laptop and mumbled softly under his breath "Keh. I fucking love you more than you fucking love me." But Mamori heard and she smiled at that, it was so unlike Hiruma, but she knows he's like that when he is happy, trying to start an argument, he would only be like this if they were alone, well he has this reputation to keep.

"And now you're being cheesy." She commented that caused her to earn a death glare from Hiruma. She just pouted and brushed it off, "Well let's get going over the preparations—Youichi!" she screamed as she was suddenly tackled by Hiruma on the couch. He was on top of her pinning her down and he was hiding his face on her neck. Mamori was trying to get up but Hiruma just kept on pinning her down and proceeded to nuzzle on her neck more. She sighed.

"You know that we can't get anything done if we stay like this right?" she started, "Hn." Hiruma responded on her neck causing her to shiver slightly because of his hot breath. "Youichi." she sighed again as he still didn't let go of her. "You're the best damned thing that ever happened to me." Hiruma mumbled on her neck, Mamori blushed furiously, she wasn't expecting those words coming out from him even in her wildest dreams. She merely encircled her hands on his shoulders before whispering a "Are you drunk Youichi?"

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Hiruma shouted as he got up slightly using his arms as support as he was still pinning down Mamori, she flinched at the loudness of his voice. He gave her a death glare and Mamori laughed nervously, "Hehe, it's just that it's so unlike you say those words Youichi." she pouted as Hiruma started to get up sat straight on the couch. "Keh. Way to ruin the mood Fucking Girlfriend." He said annoyed as he started to fiddle with his laptop again.

Mamori also sat straight and retorted, "Mou Youichi! You don't sound like yourself earlier, it was like your trying to propose or—"but Hiruma cut her off, "What do you fucking think I was fucking doing?" annoyance was written all over his face. Mamori stared at her dumbfounded for a couple of seconds and started to shake her head slowly, "Oh no you don't."

"Oh yes I could've fucking would." He said dangerously as he stared daggers at her. Mamori looked at him dumbfounded then proceeded to give him a poker face. "Mou Youichi! Is that how are you planning to propose? You don't even have a ring with you." She retorted as she-ugh! Why does his boyfriend doesn't have sense of romance in his being?

"Keh." Hiruma scoffed annoyed as he started to remove one of his piercings, grabbed Mamori's left hand and put it on her ring finger, Mamori was just staring at him wide eyed while he did that. "Fucking happy now Fucking Girlfriend? I'll fucking replace that don't worry, but now let's go to fucking sleep." Hiruma said as he started to carry her bridal style and made his way to his bedroom. "Wait-Youichi! Aw!" Mamori whined as Hiruma suddenly threw her at the soft bed and proceeded to lie down next to her, he immediately snaked his arms protectively on her waist so that she wouldn't be able to get away from him.

"Hey Youichi! Let me go! Aren't we gonna make preparations for the Fall Tournament?" Mamori chanted as she tried to get away from Hiruma's embrace but the latter was not yielding. "That could fucking wait for tomorrow. Let's fucking sleep." Hiruma hissed as he tightened his embrace to her. Mamori was still trying to get away when Hiruma placed a soft kiss on her forehead and whispered "Night Fucking Future Wife." which made Mamori to stop wriggling her body to get away from him as she could feel her cheeks heat up. She settled down to hide her face on his chest thinking, maybe it would be best if they would just really sleep for now.

xxXxx

"Touchdown! 44-44! We'll proceed on overtime!" Machinegun Sanada's voice echoed through the Enoshima Football field as the Saikyoudai Wizards made a Try-for-point Touchdown causing a tie between Enma Fires.

The fans of the Wizards chanted Hiruma's name for he made a Petit Devilbat Dive which caused the tie. He was still standing at the goal line grinning like mad as the Enma Fires had already proceeded to their bench to prepare for the overtime. "Eh? What is Hiruma-san still doing out there?" Sena suddenly asked as he eyed their ex-teammate together with Monta, he was signalling something to the Wizard's bench.

Hiruma suddenly whipped out two AK-47 out of nowhere and started to fire in the air, Mamori seeing this, made her way to Hiruma angrily and she was about to grab the guns from him when a loud bang echoed through the opposite goal line causing her to turn to it incredulously.

'FUCKING MARRY ME.'

Placards. It was placards that third stringers of Saikyoudai were carrying a letter each. Mamori stared at them dumbfounded as the crowds started to cheer and give them low whistles. Suzuna's cheering was the loudest she can hear together with the old members of the Devilbats who were currently watching the game.

She turned back at Hiruma who was grinning widely from ear to ear as he closed the gap between them. He stared at her intently as he raised the silver necklace he had under his uniform and levelled the pendants at Mamori's eyes. She stared dumbfounded at the two silver rings which was the necklace's pendants and shifted her gaze at Hiruma. She was speechless. He did what he said that he would replace his earring which was in Mamori's left ring finger.

"Well, I can't wear a fucking ring being a quarterback so I turned it into a fucking necklace," he stated as he started to remove the smaller ring from his necklace and grabbed Mamori's left hand. He placed the ring on her ring finger together with his piercing there. "Now wearing that fucking ring means you're gonna fucking marry me after we graduate. Kekekeke!" he cackled gleefully as he stared back at Mamori's eyes.

A vein suddenly popped out of Mamori's forehead and stated, "I still haven't said yes." She said huffing at Hiruma but the latter just cackled gleefully and turned her around again to the placards, "See that Fucking Girlfriend?" he whispered huskily at Mamori's ear causing her blush furiously, "That wasn't a fucking question, it's a fucking command. And you don't have a fucking choice. Kekekeke!" he mused and a smile found its way to Mamori's face.

It was just like Hiruma, getting what he wanted the way he wants it, she turned to him and embraced him with a smile on her face and the crowd started to cheer louder, she could hear Hiruma cackling his heart out. When she let go of him, he was staring at her intently and lowered his face to her, he hissed something to her before he slammed his lips to hers.

"You're officially mine now Mamori Anezaki, now and fucking forever."


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