Chapter Twenty Six: The More The Merrier
Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21. Future-Fic.
Song Playing: Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Theme 56: Choke
Mamori made herself comfortable on the couch that resided in the small living room of her and Hiruma's new home. Picking up the remote she turned on the TV and flipped through the channels until the familiar sight of spiky blond hair surrounding pointed ears caught her attention. The scene of her husband sitting in an armchair talking somewhat politely to a female reporter confused her for a moment, until she remembered the reason that he had to leave so early that morning. 'That's right, he had that live televised interview today.'
Attention fully captured the quarter American turned up the volume and watched with curiosity. From the way they were talking it seemed she had already missed a good part of their conversation.
"... about football. It seemed that you just recently got married."
The quarterback popped a bubble. "I did."
"Care to tell us about the lucky bride? Like what's her name? How did you two meet? You kept your wedding extremely well concealed. I haven't been able to find out anything about it from anyone except for a few people who attended but they wouldn't give me a comment."
He leaned back in his chair. "We enjoy our privacy."
Feeling her stomach growl in hunger, the auburn haired woman reluctantly pulled herself away for the program and went to the kitchen for a snack.
"Understandable. Is there anything you are willing to tell us about your mystery bride?"
He blew another bubble. "She's a bossy neat freak and the queen of high speed snack eating."
She glared at the television screen as she returned to the couch and took an angry bite out of her apple.
"...Okay. How about her job? What does she do for a living?"
He idly drummed his fingers on the arm rest. "Pre-school teacher at this place downtown."
"How admirable! So she must enjoy children. How about you, Hiruma san? How many kids do you want to have? One? Two?"
At this he turned so he was staring directly at the camera, the corners of his mouth turned slightly upward in a dangerous smirk.
If she didn't know better, Mamori could have sworn that he was staring directly at her. Though she couldn't help but wonder what his answer would be. Intrigued she continued to take another bite out of her apple.
"Five."
-Which she promptly choked on. After a good minute of coughing and sputtering she managed to dislodge the piece of fruit. She was taking a drink of water when she heard the rest of his response.
"At least."
It took a solid five minutes before she was able to recover from the water going down the wrong way.
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