Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21 because if I do, there would be a lot of HiruMamo and the title won't be Eyeshield 21 anymore

3: First Interaction

Mamori always thought Musashi as the most reasonable one among the trio. That's why she was shocked beyond belief to see him squatting at the hallway like a delinquent and smoking. He even had the gut to ask her to report him to the Disciplinary Committee.

She knew he was being serious when he said he wanted to quit high school and it was the only way for his family to give up on him. As Mamori understood his reason, an image flashed in her mind. But, what about him? What about Hiruma? She couldn't stop herself from thinking about him.

They were best friend. As far as she remembered, they had been together since the start of the school. So, when Musashi talked about leaving high school, she couldn't help but being concerned about Hiruma. He would definitely not allow this to happen.

And then there he came, carrying his favorite firearm on his shoulder, with an unreadable expression. The grin that was always plastered on his face was wiped off.

They had a talk. She didn't know what they were talking about but she knew it didn't go well because Musashi ended up quitting school anyway. So, even Hiruma couldn't always get what he wanted, huh?

She never intended to report Musashi to the Discipline Committee. Other students also didn't talk about the incident. Perhaps they were already being warned or threatened by the devil. He always had a way to silence people. Of course, the illegal way. Strangely, he never approached her about it. Though she had no intention to tell on Musashi, it was rather strange he didn't come to threaten her.

Musashi's departure marked a 180 degree change in Hiruma. Before, he was out of control and scary. But, he became more uncontrollable and scarier. Anyone who crossed path with him would taste his wrath. He became completely ignorant of the school rules. Now, he openly broke each and every rules. No more restriction or suppression. What made matter worse, there was no longer Musashi to calm him down.

When Musashi said he was willing to bleed for other's sake, there was another guy who bled too. But, his mask was too thick for anyone to see through his façade. Everyone could only see his wickedness and madness and ran away from him. His pain was totally hidden behind his evil chuckle and firearms massacre.

Someone had to stop him. And that someone would be her. So, when she saw him shooting some poor souls at the field, she approached him.

"STOPPP!" she yelled as she ran towards him.

Hiruma stopped shooting and glanced at her. His victims took the golden chance to scramble and disappear from his sight.

"Tch," he clicked his tongue. "What, fucking discipline officer?" he asked lazily.

She jerked back at the f-bomb. But it didn't get rid of her resolve to reprimand him.

"Don't call me that! And don't harass people!" she said in a stern voice.

Hiruma just chuckled evilly. "Or what, fucking discipline officer?"

Mamori twitched. There he went again with the cursing. "Or I'll have you reported to the Disciplinary Committee!"

Her answer only added to his amusement. "Was that supposed to be a threat? Couldn't you throw a punch? Maybe... frighten me a little?"

"I'm not a violent girl by design," she said.

He stared at her thoughtfully. "Hooh. Does it get tiring, being so righteous?"

"Hmph, it flares up in the presence of psychopaths." Mamori crossed her arms.

"Ouch," he put his hand over his heart and with a smirk, said, "Well consider this psychopath's feelings hurt."

Hiruma maybe only meant it as a sarcastic remark but Mamori couldn't help but to think that he really meant it when he said his feeling was hurt.

She lowered her hands to her sides and tightened them in a grip.

"I believe he will come back, you know," she whispered quietly, not looking at his face.

Of course his sensitive ears picked her words. The grin disappeared from his face. "Who are you talking about?"

Being a genius as he was, he already knew who she was referring to. It was just a rhetorical question.

This time she faced him properly and looked deep into his eyes. "Musashi. I believe he will come back," she said with confidence.

For a moment, they only looked at each other eyes. Sapphire blue against emerald green.

Then, his mouth curled up into a grin. "Heh. Have all those jobs made your fucking brain gone nuts, fucking discipline officer? Did you forget he already quit?"

Her face's changed at the insult. But it didn't change her conviction that someday, one fine day, Musashi would come back again.

She stared at the floor again, unable to look directly at his intense gaze. "But, you will make him come back, right?"

"What make you think I have the power to do that?"

"Because you are Hiruma and you are capable of anything."

As she looked at him again, she didn't detect any change on his face. He continued to maintain his poker face.

Then, he turned around and started to walk away from her. She didn't stop him.

"You are damn noisy," he said.

She didn't hear any mocking tone in his voice and she could see his shoulder relaxed. She wondered if he was smiling.

She smiled. As she stared at his retreating figure, she shouted, "And stop bullying people!"

With one hand in his pocket and the other hand carrying his firearm, he continued to walk straight ahead, not bothering to answer her.

Of course Hiruma being Hiruma, he was still torturing and threatening people, but he no longer did it in her presence. He was careful not to reveal his atrocious activities around her. And she knew it was a wasted effort to confront him when she didn't have any proof of his wrongdoings.

And that was their first and last interaction. Or so she thought.

-oo0oo-

Hiruma sat on the chair in the clubhouse with his legs propped on the table.

'I'm capable of anything, huh?' he smirked as he remembered her words.

'Idea, get!' he chuckled as an idea flashed into his mind.

His fingers danced expertly on the keyboard as he was typing on his laptop. He started to devise a genius plan to make a certain kicker to rejoin to the team again.

Omake 3: Musashi's Miscalculation

"Hey, fucking old man! You came with fucking bad idea. You thought you would be expelled by smoking at the hallway?" Hiruma said while firing his gun into the air.

Musashi seemed unfazed with the rain of bullets. He just smiled and said, "Yeah, I know it's stupid. Of course you would prevent it from happening. I bet you already silenced all the witnesses too."

Hiruma stopped firing and aimed his gun at Musashi's face. "I don't have to do anything! See your fucking face, fucking old man. You think it is a face of a fucking high school student? They all thought you are the fucking teacher!"

Musashi slumped his shoulder. "… Right."

"Next time think of a more clever idea."

"No, I don't think there would be next time. I already quit."