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I'm a poor college student, so no i can't buy the rights to Eyeshield 21

Nearing almost 3 months into their secret relationship, and still the angel and the demon hadn't actually done anything regular couples did. They never held hands even in private, never talk about how their day went as they see each other almost every hour because of Amefuto. Never have they even kiss, except that confession incident where Mamori kissed Hiruma's cheek right after she slapped him. Heck they don't even have phone conversations at night since they were busy with Amefuto or school stuff. Even in private moments, in the sanctuary of the four walled clubhouse had they never played the role as a girlfriend and boyfriend, just their usual role, the manager and the quarterback.

Much to Hiruma's surprise, Mamori didn't whine about it. No she was perfectly happy the way they were, after all Hiruma did show up at the dinner with her parents. And that meant that he was serious about their secret relationship to the extent of forcing her father to come to dinner even if he had more work to do at his office. In his own way, Hiruma was sweeter than most boys she had ever met. After that night, she decided to just let things go smoothly as it would. In time Hiruma will unravel and tore his defense wall slowly to her, with a little encouraging on her part that is. Yes, she will not push at least not at once.

"What the fuck are you smiling about, fucking manager? Had you finally lost your fucking mind?" he stated with a knowing tone as he reviewed the cards he was intending to use against Ouju next week.

"Nothing, Hiruma-kun. Want some more coffee?" she offered getting his empty cup and hers. She swayed her hips on the way to the sink as a tune run in her head.

"What did they say?" he inquired. She was startled with his question and she heard him snickered with her reaction. So he did care about what they think. She placed the mugs at the sink carefully and turned around, looking at Hiruma who was looking right back at her with his gorgeous eyes. Her cheeks turned bright crimson red automatically, how he was able to pull off this kind of reaction on her she could never know.

"Oi are you fucking deaf"

"I heard you Hiruma-kun" he gave her a questioning look saying to just say whatever it was her parents thought of him. Of course he cared what her parents think about her. She was his fucking girlfriend for crying out loud. So that's why he had to make a scene like he did, because if they were going to like him, they better like him as he is. Not some lovable young sappy man who pretends to be all kind as a façade but was scheming bastards on the inside. He had to lay it all out to them, the scheming bastard, gun-toting maniac, bluff telling sadist, Amefuto spartan player as he is and he did.

"They said you're unique and that as long as I won't get into trouble it's ok if we are what we are. And they promised not to tell anyone about you know, us."

"Tche. Hurry up with the fucking coffee fucking manager." And with that the topic was drop off.

"I have a proper name Hiruma-kun. How would you like if I call you such an offensive name."

"I fucking dare you, fucking creampuff monster." He teased and she blushed the second time around, so she decided to get back into washing the cups.

He was right, she could never use an offensive term to him, and she can't even say one curse. And she would never downgrade herself just to prove a point to Hiruma which he would likely ignore. No, she just had to think of a way into calling him something that she knows he would likely to get angry about. Then an idea popped in her head. She just had to make the timing right and she knew just when.

"Here you go, Youichi-kun" she said as she placed the coffee right in front of him. The sudden use of his name made him stopped at whatever he was doing with his laptop. He eyed the coffee, refusing to look at her directly. He refused to let her win this round, his pride refused to. But before he could think of a way to get back at her for surprising him, she said something else which he didn't quite catch except the word Youichi-kun again.

"Thank you, Mamori-san." Her surprised face didn't disappoint him. After all Hiruma Youichi never say thank you.

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