Disclaimers : For the third consecutive time, I do NOT own Eyeshield 21 and all its wonderful characters ( I hope I did ). There will be some swearing due to Hiruma's natural behaviour.
Once again, italics are for thoughts.
p/s – I had my engineering tests for the past 3 weeks time, so, I'm sorry for not updating any sooner. But hey, here I am, redeeming myself by making this fic longer than the rest. So, reviews are so highly appreciated. Arigatou-ne..Thanks for being patient with me bows.
The following day, Mamori left to school extra early than she usually did.
A mental image of a chibi quarterback blackmailing and harassing the students of Deimon early in the morning wasn't a pretty sight. After having a super-quick breakfast, she speeded to the door and rushed to school leaving behind a clueless mother.
As she neared the school, she could easily spot a tall, handsome looking blonde waiting for someone outside the school gates. A grin plastered on his face. Quickening her pace, she headed towards the famous quarterback.
Hiruma, on the other hand didn't quite notice the brunette girl and was so deep in thoughts.
'' Hmm, what song did damn manger picked? Must be the mushy ones. I was too busy digging data on the fucking Naga's I kinda, heh, fucking forgot. Damn manager won't be too pleased about this. Kekeke. ''
He nearly jumped out of his skin (as if that's a possibility, right?) when the cheerful Mamori gently patted his back and greeted him. A warm smile that can melt any hot-blooded male on her face. Quickly, he regained his calm and acted like nothing. Unnoticed to her, a small tinge of red on his face.
'' Che, damn manager, took you long enough. Must have been pigging on those damn creampuffs before coming huh. Kekeke '' the demon smirked to the now blushing brunette.
'' Mou, Hiruma-kun, I ate only one ok '' claimed Mamori following him closely from behind and headed together to Biology class.
In class, as expected, Mamori was made to be Hiruma's lab partner. Although he didn't seem to care. Mamori on the other hand, being the good Samaritan she is, was merely saving the other students in her class from the clutches of Hiruma's god knows what.
'' Ooi damn manager, have you picked the songs already? '' he whispered near her ear sending shivers down her spine.
'' Ano, umm.. Gomen-ne Hiruma-kun. I was too busy helping Sena's homework yesterday, I kinda forgot. Gomen-ne '', she replied back to him, slightly blushing.
Before he had the time to cackle his maniac laugh, Mamori cut him off and suggested that they should tell the others. Unnoticed to both of them, practically the whole class was staring at them because they were whispering to each other the whole time, and seemed to get along pretty well without biting each other heads off.
The bell rang, and Mamori being the ever faithful manager she is headed to her locker, gathered some files and headed off to the clubhouse. From afar, she could hear the loud screaming of Hiruma and rounds of firearms either being shot or thrown. So typical of him. She hurriedly quicken her pace hoping the team won't be ' bashed ' too much by the quarterback.
After a 2 hour of solid practice, the players were given a break. As Mamori was passing the water bottles to them, Hiruma mad an announcement.
'' Fucking team, listen up well. I've got something to tell. Heard about the fucking singing competition? ''. The others nodded.
'' Well, we're giving those fucking morons what they want '', he snickered.
The room that was just now buzzing with noises from the players went dead silent. There was definitely something wrong with the picture. As if the team knows too well of Hiruma's well being and hazardous nature, he would NEVER give in to people's demands unless there is something more than meets the eye. Seeing this, he simply snorted and continued that there was a very grand prize if they win. Hearing this, the whole team quickly replied back with multiple '' ooh's '', '' aah's '', and '' I told you so's ''.
'' Ano, Hiruma-senpai, who are you sending? Me? Monta? The Huh-Huh brothers? Or maybe Kurita-senpai or even Musashi-senpai? '', asked Sena politely.
Hearing this, Hiruma grinned as wide as possible that made the whole team tremble with fear ( minus Kurita and Musashi of course ) with the thoughts of what their insane captain might do to them.
'' Me and damn manager here, will be fucking singing, kekekeke '' the quarterback stated making Sena and Monta fell down anime style, the trio Huh-Huh brothers chanting their synchronous chants of Huh-Huh's and the rest speechless.
'' NANI?!? '' they screamed together in disbelief. Mamori on the other hand, covered her ears as the whole team practically screamed on top of their lungs. Well, at least Hiruma was enjoying his ' glorious ' moment and was cackling like a mad man.
Musashi who was not far from him walked to his side. '' Hiruma, could you possibly sing?. Since we've met, I never even once heard you do that ''. The calm man spoke.
'' Che, damn old man, don't you underestimate me. I CAN fucking sing '', he grinned.
'' Whatever you say, Hiruma '' Musashi simply nodded and smiled.
Monta was not accepting the news too well. The image of his beautiful angel singing side by side a certain demon is way unacceptable.
'' Ano, Hiruma-senpai, why didn't you choose one of us? We could sing. I can sing. Can I enter? '', stammered the innocent boy trying his luck with the demon towering in font of him.
Hearing this, Hiruma looked at him closely, faces inches apart. Glaring dangerously at Monta, making the boy's knees wobble horribly before giving him a big '' No, cause fucking monkeys don't sing, kekekeke '', and walked away.
The quarterback barked a few orders to his team to clear the clubhouse in 5 minutes or else. The rest didn't need to be told twice and scattered out of the clubhouse immediately. Eyeing on Mamori, who was busy collecting the leftover bottles quickly enough not to be seen by anyone, before heading for a shower. Unnoticed to him, a pair of observant eyes noticed this. The observant man simply grinned.
'' About time, idiot '', Musashi smiled before leaving the clubhouse humming contently to himself.
After shower, the blonde, only covered in a towel around his waist headed to the locker room to change. As he opened the door, Mamori, who was cleaning in the room blushed furiously and quickly turned around. Hiruma, who was grinning by her reactions, walked in and changed.
'' Uh-oh, I just saw him in practically a towel. Nice figure ne Hiruma-kun. Ooi, shame on you Anezaki Mamori to think unlady-like '', Mamori shook her head to clear her naughty thoughts before being snapped into reality by a hand waving in front of her.
'' Ooi damn manager. Daydreaming is it? Care to share? Or are you fucking daydreaming about me in a towel? '' grinned the blonde to the blushing brunette making her blush more furiously.
'' Face it Hiruma, she ain't going to see you like a normal fucking human being, cause you're not '', Hiruma thought bitterly.
Mamori noticed that he had changed into casual clothes. A black shirt that clad his muscular body perfectly and a pair of jeans. His hair spiked extra high.
'' Ooi, get changed damn manager, were going to fucking practice, and wear something nice '', he added watching her nod before exiting the room and pooped a sugar-free gum in his mouth.
10 minutes later, Mamori walked out of the changing room and approached Hiruma who was busy fiddling with his devious laptop.
'' Che, about fucking time manager, I was just about to, to…, '' Hiruma was lost of words when he saw her.
There, stood a beautiful brunette, hair piled up, leaving a few strands to drop down. She had wore a black top, tracing every curve of body, paired with a black colored knee-length skirt that shows generous amount of her slender legs.
'' About to what, Hiruma-kun ? '' asked the curious girl adjusting her black boots along the way.
'' God damn fucking…nice?...no…its HOT baka…Black sure fits her just fine huh…kekeke…like….me '', he mentally agreed.
'' Fucking nothing. Let's go, before they close up '' , Hiruma grinned and held Mamori's waist as if it's a natural thing to do and drags her along to the karaoke lounge. The obedient girl simply followed not to notice a slight blush on Hiruma's face in a brief moment.