Warnings: The format for this is very different from the usual sort of writing, so do read the notes below.
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters and the lyrics used here (despite the modifications). They belong to their respective owners!
Notes: D'aww! I didn't get much of a response for my last part! I guess I was right 3 years ago as to why I held back and hesitated continuing this story as I had so much trouble handling these last two parts. But I still intend to see this until the end. XD I've been reminded too much as to why Musicals can be so much fun.
Now here's the thing guys. I ended this a little openly because I keep getting the feeling that I can continue this. Even so, I'm closing the entire "Mamori and the Rumours" arc as of now. So yes guys, THIS IS FINAL! But only for this arc. As to whether this is the last Musical I'll write, we'll have to see. XD So I'm sorry if the ending left you feeling a little bitter cause there could've been more. Tell you what, read my notes AFTER this story, maybe that might help a bit.
Song used here is from the Broadway Musical, Wicked, entitled "As Long As You're Mine". As I know many of you might not know this song, I suggest checking this out on YouTube for a while. I initially had another song in mind 3 years ago for this part, and let me tell you, I didn't like that song much but it seemed to fit at the time (another reason why I hesitated to post). XD So when I heard this song about a month ago, a lightbulb lit up in my head, I got out from my seat bouncing around squeeing, "THAT'S IT!!". And so you got this version. XD TL;DR, Enjoy and C&C!
"..." - Conversation
Italics - Singing
Bold - Singer
(...) - Actions while singing
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Mamori gives a contented sigh as class is done and she could now head towards the Devil Bats club house. She's glad that the whole drama of her leaving the school is now over, the rumours about her are finally dying down, and she can finally focus on being more responsible in her student committee activities… as well as her Managerial duties as Deimon's American Football Manager.
Happy with how things have turned out, she heads towards the football field and is surprised that she sees none of the Devil Bats out and about the field. Curious, she opens the door to the club house where she is greeted with a bang from party poppers as well as a loud, "SURPRISE!!!"
"Wha-?" Mamori murmurs to herself as she sees before her a very cheerily decorated Devil Bats club house with a banner saying, "Glad you didn't leave, Mamori~!", a feast on the table, and every one of the American Football team cheering and smiling happily at her.
"Ya~! Mamo-nee! Glad you got here in time!" says Suzuna as she glomps Mamori.
"Suzuna-chan, what is this?" asks Mamori.
"It's a party! To celebrate you not leaving us!" says Sena.
"Oh my darling Mamori! I can't tell you how happy max I am!" says Monta as tears fall down his face and he runs to hug her. But Mamori, completely oblivious to this, moves away from him and continue to stare at the club room. Monta misses and falls flat on his face.
"But what about practice? Is this really okay?" asks Mamori, obviously worried.
"Monsieur Hiruma has given us permission~!" says Taki, his leg up as he twirls happily.
"Hiruma-kun...?" Mamori looks around and realizes that Hiruma is not there. "Where's...?"
"Come on, Mamo-nee!" says Suzuna as she pushes Mamori deeper into the club house. "We're having a drinking competition and you're the judge!"
"A drinking competition?!" cries Mamori. "Wait a second!"
"I shall win this for you my sweet angel from above!" cries Monta, obviously fully recovered from his shameful fall.
The party lasts until nightfall. As Mamori feared, they did drink alcohol and now almost everyone is drunk and unable to get up. Musashi handles his liquor well and helps Mamori drag some of the team members to a much more comfortable place, as Mamori places a blanket on each and every one of them.
"Drinking even though they're obviously underaged..." Mamori smiles. "Maybe they're right, this club IS a bad influence."
"And yet you still want to be here?" asks Musashi.
"Well, someone has to take care and keep the discipline around here. But just for today..." says Mamori, her smile turning a little melancholic. "I wanted everyone to be happy just for today."
Musashi smiles. "You're a good woman. It's no wonder he made sure you stayed."
"Eh?" asks Mamori.
"I have to go back now, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ah, okay," says Mamori. She waves goodbye as Musashi left. She checks on everyone in the club house one last time and finally steps out into the night...
To find Hiruma standing a few feet away, as though waiting for her. "Took you long enough, Fucking Manager."
"Hiruma-kun!" cries Mamori. "Where have you been? You missed the party!"
"You expect me to join the insanity those Fucking Idiots cooked up? You're crazy, Fucking Manager," says Hiruma, grinning.
"Oh, you--!" Mamori starts, but stops. She smiles. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood today or that broom of mine would have kissed your face for sure."
"I'd like to see you try, Fucking Manager," taunts Hiruma.
"Another day, Hiruma-kun. But for now, I need to head home. Would you like to accompany me?"
"Does it look like I have a choice?"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Keh. Whatever."
Mamori smiles as she walks with Hiruma beside her. They say nothing to each other at first, their eyes completely averted and looking elsewhere into the darkness as streetlights scattered before them. "To think, if you weren't there for me yesterday, I wouldn't even be here walking back from Deimon right now. It's such a surreal feeling," murmurs Mamori.
"What are you mumbling about, Fucking Manager?"
Mamori giggles. "But then again, all this began when the two of us were walking like this during the summer, wasn't it? At the time I was helping you buy more football equipment. It really wasn't the American Football team that the Student Committee was afraid of. It was the idea that I might have fallen for you."
Hiruma grins. "You just had to have a fucking admirer in the Student Committee who saw us and was furious at the idea of us dating that he abused his power as the Student Committee to see to it that you were transferred. And yet with that much fucking proof you still didn't let me blackmail that fucker..."
"That would just further convince him that the two of us are... well... even if it isn't quite true, it would look that way," says Mamori hesitantly, walking a little slower. Hiruma looks grim and doesn't bother to add on. "In the end, the only way we managed to stop him was by providing enough proof that I can enter a good college that was already ready to accept me..."
"Saikyoudai," sneers Hiruma.
"Saikyoudai," repeats Mamori with a smile. "In which that admirer of mine has yet to realize that..."
"I'm heading straight there, too," cackles Hiruma. Mamori smiles as she looks at Hiruma, then continues to look forward. Then she hears him murmur, "Which is all right with you?"
"Eh?" Mamori looks at Hiruma but he refuses to even glance at her. She stops as they pass by a streetlight and are now completely submerge in darkness. She looks at him uncertainly. "What did you mean by that, Hiruma-kun?"
Hiruma stops to finally look at her. It's dark, and he could barely see her face but he could tell she's looking straight at him. "What did you think I mean?"
"That... That I might regret... going to Saikyoudai... with you..." Mamori hesitantly adds the last two words.
"And if that's what I meant?"
For a few seconds, what feels like a millennium between the two, Mamori is silent. Then she says, "If that's what you mean then you're an idiot," she says with an angry tone. "I already told you that I'll go to Saikyoudai with you. You're the only person I know who has ever made me feel alive about a game I never knew I could fall in love with. Working with you gives me hope that together we can achieve greater things in the future. Just... winning a game with you and the Devil Bats... that feeling, you showed that to me!"
"The rest of the Devil Bats won't be going to Saikyoudai," he replies.
"It's fine! Besides, I seem to only work at my best when I'm working with you," Mamori smiles. "How stupid is that? I mean of all the people it had to be—"
Mamori could not continue for Hiruma is holding her tightly now, his lips pressed on hers. He pulls back and whispers, "You talk too much, Fucking Manager."
Mamori sighs and rests her forehead on his as they continue to hold each other.
[Mamori]
Kiss me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings
Could not foresee
Standing before you
With you wanting me...
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance
And crossed some borderline
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine...
[Hiruma]
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Through different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's "up" that I fell...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time...
[Hiruma]
Say there's no future
For us as a pair...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
And though I may know
I don't care...
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is through
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine...
Hiruma notices Mamori is giggling in his arms. "What is it?"
"It's just... I think my secret admirer was right to worry about you being a bad influence to me," she says as she leans in to kiss Hiruma one more time.
Hiruma grins as he leans in to kiss her too. "Ya-ha!"
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Additional Notes: All right, how many of you thought that was insanely corny? *prepares to be pelted with tomatoes* Haha, ok. I'm sorry if this fic wasn't up to your standard. I did the best that I could with it, as I truly struggled with finding a way to properly end this, thus the insane 3 year gap. I just got inspired to finally finish this and it's the best that I can do. As mentioned earlier, this is the last part for the "Rumours" arc. I really do wish to continue along this line, but alas, I lack much inspiration needed.
Still, do feel free to suggest to me any songs you'd like to see in a fic. Be it in a musical format, songfic, or just a fic with the song as a theme but no lyrics. I'd be more than happy to try and convert that into a story somehow. No guarantees at the moment, but suggestions are welcome to help me get some inspiration. Thanks for reading this! And thank you for the amazing support!