Title: Weird
Note: This is for crecentomoon, my ever loyal reader, here's your request. Take care always! I'm sorry if it took me so long to write this. As an apology I added a crappy omake. Hahahaha. Forgive me! And to Hyperdrive24, I feel the same way, thanks for following! Hehe! I love you all readers. Enjoy! :)
Hiruma just noticed it recently, well, everyone actually noticed it, and they just don't have the guts to voice it out in fear of the devilish captain for he himself hasn't said anything about it. It started during the last game in the Pro League which Mamori had left everyone's mouth hanging open and his devil of a husband's brow raised the highest it has ever done since his birth.
-Flashback-
"TOUCHDOWN! FRONTIERS WON WITH 44-10!" echoed through the Tokyo Dome as the battle between the Fujitsu Frontiers and IBM Big Blues has just ended. The reigning champions of the X-League had defended their crown.
"AAAAHHHH! YOUICHI-SAMA!" screamed the fan girls of Hiruma Youichi, the quarterback of the Frontiers as he made his way to the locker room together with his teammates. Being the quarterback sure gave him that spotlight as equal as a celebrity. And fangirls included, though he hates it. He had to focus on more important things like scouting other teams for the next season than to make ways on eliminating them.
"That was a nice trickplay Youichi-kun~" came that sing sang overly sweet voice from one of the cheerleaders of the Frontiers while giving him a seductive look, and Hiruma was already used to it. He didn't even bothered to throw a glance at her and proceeded to the locker room. Girls flirting him was almost an everyday occurrence, may it be on practice or even during the game.
"That Hiruma sure is an ass, how could he ignore such a hot girl like that, if I were the one with that kind of popularity I would have used that to get those girls." one of the third stringers stated as he looked at the cheerleaders who were giggling obviously talking about the quarterback. He was just new in the team so he does not know what danger could befall him if he would enraged one Hiruma Youichi.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Calling Hiruma-san an ass means death. And besides he's already married MAX." Raimon, the ace receiver of the team warned the third stringer as he was walking with his bestfriend Sena, the ace running back of the team. "But man! Those cheerleaders were so freaking hot not for him even to throw a glance at them." The third stringer said frustrated as he wished that he had the same fame that Hiruma had.
"Yaaaa! You-nii's wife is much prettier than them!" Suzuna, the head cheerleader of the Frontiers commented as she skated her way to his husband, Sena, and gave him a bottled a water. "Thanks Suzuna."
The chatter about the quarterback has died down when he got back from the locker room already dressed in his casual all-black clothes and was ready to go home. He already had his duffel bag slung over his right shoulder and an AK-47 resting on the other when one of the cheerleaders came up to him and snaked her arms around his neck, where she got her courage, no one knows. All they know was that everyone's eyes were as wide as saucers right now.
Hiruma raised a brow violently as he stared to the cheerleader who was now obviously pressing her breasts against his chest, she was staring at him with half lidded eyes as she spoke, "Would you come with me tonight Youichi-kun~?"
Hiruma stared at her with disgust for using that trying hard seductive voice when he suddenly felt it. It flew past him, he could feel that little hot shockwave that flew past between him and the cheerleader. He just stood there stunned for a while trying to decipher what was happening and then the next thing he knew the cheerleader had already let go of him while screaming for her bangs was already burning.
Hiruma stood there fascinated, well everybody knows he loves fire, as he watched the cheerleader run into circles and his teammates stumbling around each other in search for water to put the fire out. It wasn't until he felt something snaked around his left arm so he instinctively look at it only to find Mamori, nuzzling against his arm, a flamethrower cuddled securely with one arm against her chest.
"Fucking Wife?" Hiruma's brow might have reached heavens, so his wife was the culprit for burning the cheerleader's bangs? Sure he knows that his wife has a fascination for fire too, Rice-kun back in highschool was the first victim she had, but he never thought she would do it to a living thing.
"Mmm?" Mamori looked at him innocently and gave him a bright smile.
"Nothing." Hiruma scoffed as he started to burn the image at the back of his head, that innocent smile of her while cuddling a flamethrower in her chest. It looked so fucking adorable.
"Umm-ano.." Mamori started as she turned to face the cheerleader she had just used the flamethrower at with Hiruma in tow. "Well, you see," then that innocent smile turned into a menacing glare. "This bastard here is mine, and mine alone, and I. DON'T. FUCKING. SHARE." she said venomously that Hiruma swear he could've gotten a hard on if they weren't in public.
Everyone, including his teammates, cheerleaders and even the audiences had their mouths hanging wide open at such language that Mamori used. Where was the goody two shoes angel that the devil quarterback had married? There was a dead silence for about five seconds when Mamori turned to his husband and there was that innocent smile again. "Mm. I'm tired, let's go home Youichi." she yawned, Hiruma could just curse under his breath, his wife is being weird, but the weird thing is he actually fucking loves it.
-End of Flashback-
"Youichi wake up."
Hiruma stirred slightly but continued sleeping nonetheless, today is weekend and the new football season would start not until next month so he took this privilege to slack off for now.
"Mou… wake up Youichi." he heard Mamori's whisper in his ears and it tickled him a bit. But instead of waking up, he pulled the covers up his head and continued sleeping again. "I SAID WAKE UP ALREADY!"
Thud!
"AW! WHAT THE FUCK?" Hiruma got up immediately after being kicked out from their bed courtesy of his wife who was now having that innocent pout on her lips while playing with her fingers. "I told you to wake up already right?" she said softly and there was that innocent smile again.
Hiruma could only just pinch the bridge of his nose but did not say anything, he would let this one go for now. He haven't had prepared any sort of talk back when Mamori is being like this, who would've know if she would try to burn him with one of his flamethrowers if he tries to go against her.
"Mm.. Make some breakfast Youichi."
"What the fu—"
And there was that innocent smile again.
"Keh. Fucking fine."
Mamori jumped at him while giggling and gave him a peck on the cheek before she ran out of their bedroom, "Bring it outside, I'll be on the garden!"
Hiruma just stared at her shrinking figure dumbfounded before making his way to the kitchen making a mental note to find a conclusion for his wife's weirdness.
xxXxx
Hiruma was currently typing away on his laptop, their afternoon practice will be starting 30 minutes from now and he was currently investigating the case of the weirdness of one Hiruma Mamori and it frustrates him that he had not figured out anything until now.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
He reached lazily on his pocket for his phone and checked who had just sent him an SMS only to raise a delicate brow at what he had read.
From: Fucking Wife
'Are those cheerleaders still bugging you? I would gladly burn their hair with your newly acquired flamethrower if they do. Take care Youichi. I love you.'
Her message only made him frustrated, he immediately tapped his reply.
To: Fucking Wife
'They're not. Fucking love you too.'
He stared at his phone for about 20 seconds contemplating to himself if he should call the only person he thinks that could help him right now. He heaved a deep sigh before proceeding to dial the person's number. He waited for the other line to be pick-up while tapping his fingers impatiently to the table.
"Hello?"
"Fucking Mom."
"Oh! You-chan!" he cringed at what she had just called him. "How are you and Mamo-chan?"
"We're fucking fine… It's just that…"
"Is there a problem You-chan?"
Hiruma heaved a deep sigh again before he exploded. "You're fucking daughter is getting weird lately! And I don't know what the fuck is happening to her, she's being so intimidating and I don't fucking know why!"
There was a dead silence on the other line that made Hiruma stared at his phone if the call just ended when he heard excited squeals from his Mother-in-law.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! You-chan! Have you checked the creampuffs?" she asked excitedly that Hiruma swears he could imagine her jumping up and down.
"What the fuck does a creampuff had to do with this?"
"You-chan you idiot! The creampuffs that Mamo-chan stocks everytime it was her time of the month! If she was delayed the creampuffs would still be sitting on your fridge! Oh my god! I was being like that when I'm pregnant with her. Oh my god! I'm having a grandchild!" Mami Anezaki squealed happily on the other line.
Hiruma, processing what she had just said suddenly felt an adrenaline rush run through his system. "I'll call you back Fucking Mom. Thanks."
"Buy her a pregnancy test kit to confirm it!" was all he heard before he had ended the call, grabbed his things and made his way out of their gym coming across their coach who had just arrived.
"Hiruma-kun, where are you going?"
"I'm skipping practice." Was all he provided before he got unto his car and drove madly back to their home.
xxXxx
Hiruma walked into their living room only to be welcomed by a very unusual sight, Mamori sitting on their couch, legs propped up on the coffee table while cleaning one his AK-47.
"Oh? Why are you early Youichi?" she asked not even bothering to look up to him as she polished his gun.
"Practice was fucking cancelled." he scoffed as he immediately made his way to the fridge. Affirmative. The creampuffs were there. Untouched. And obviously the haven't been opened, her time of the month has supposedly ended three days ago.
He grinned evilly as he made his way to her and tackled her to the couch.
"Youichi!"
"Kekekeke! I love you Fucking Wife." he stated before he slammed his lips into Mamori's lips, the latter could not do anything but to respond to him.
They were breathless when they parted for air when Hiruma suddenly raised her shirt up and kissed her belly.
"Youichi wha-"
"Can't wait to see you my fucking little devil. Kekekeke!" he cackled gleefully as he now moved Mamori to sit on his lap, he hugged her from behind and started to nuzzle on her neck.
"You're pregnant." He hissed, Mamori was quiet for a few seconds before she spoke softly, "Oh, so that explains the morning sickness." She whispered dumbfounded, "Eh? Wait, how did you know?"
Hiruma just cackled his heart out and tightened his hug on her while making a mental note to send the Fucking Mom a bouquet of flowers later together with the wonderful news. He wouldn't mind if Mamori would go weird for the next nine months. He fucking likes her weirdness anyway, now he's contemplating if he could make her this weird again after his first little devil comes out.
OMAKE:
Practice has just ended and the Frontiers was now gathered in their locker room. Everything was just going on normally not until Hiruma's phone rang and everyone has gone eerily quiet as he answered the call.
"Fucking Wife?"
"Youichi, I already used the pregnancy test kit and…"
Hiruma had insisted her to use the pregnancy test kit before he proceed back to their practice but Mamori said she does not feel like peeing so he had no choice but to follow the wife's command to get back to practice.
"…and there was two lines he—"
"YA-HAAAAAA!"
The Frontiers were startled when their quarterback suddenly whipped out two AK-47s and started to fire on the ceiling. When he finished the call, his evil grin was something that was anyone he knew since his football career has never seen before.
"Kekekekeke!" he cackled gleefully as he started to remove his shirt to go to the showers when Kurita and Musashi approached him.
"Umm. You seem to be very happy Hiruma." Kurita commented to his friend as he looked over to Musashi for back-up.
"Kekekeke! Why of course! My little devil is coming within 9 months. Kekeke!" he cackled, "And oh, you." he said while pointing at Kurita.
"And you," then to Musashi.
"You'll be the Fucking Godfathers! Kekekeke!" he cackled and proceeded to the shower rooms.
Everyone had gone silent and dumbfounded for a while when Sena suddenly squeaked.
"Hieeeee! I can't imagine a mini Hiruma-san running around terrorizing us." He trembled as he imagine the little devil that Hiruma had just said.
Everyone in the room got terrified looks on their faces except for Musashi.
"Well just don't forget the baby would be Anezaki's too."
Everyone looked up the ceiling as a bubble started to form anime style showing a small boy holding an AK-47 pointing it to a crew of the Kariya Bakery while blackmailing him for creampuffs.
"See? My little devil would be fucking adorable. Kekekeke!" Hiruma commented as he just got out of the shower room.
Mind sharing your thoughts about this fic? Kekekeke!
