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I'm still writing at fanfiction right? So no I still don't own Eyeshield 21.
Sena should have called first before heading towards Mamori's house that day. He should had asked his childhood friend first. He should have been out with Suzuna. He should have done other things than visit Mamori that day.
When he arrived at his destination, he had heard Mamori giggling. Now Mamori giggling was a normal thing. What wasn't normal was a certain familiar voice laughing maniacally with her. He blinked once, twice, thrice. Sena was certain he knew who that voice belonged to, but there was just no way were he here at his childhood friend's house laughing along with her.
His worst nightmare was affirmed when he heard Anezaki-san's voice calling Mamori and the guy for snacks. That guy eating snacks, what a horror! It was unheard for. The only thing that that man eats for snacks was his sugarless gum.
As soon as he heard footsteps away from the door, he let out a breath he didn't knew he was holding. When his soul had settled back on his own body, he found the courage to peek inside the house. Hearing his name was one thing, but seeing him there in a flesh with a genuine smile was another thing. To top it all he saw Mamori feeding the guy with a creampuff. A creampuff! And then as if it wasn't enough, she kissed the guy's cheek when he swallowed the bite he had. A kiss! He almost fainted right in the spot which caused him to break a flower vase near him.
Sena saw the guy's ears tweak. He had heard him. He was a dead man. To say that he panicked was an understatement. He did more than panicked, for the lack of word he had classified himself anxiously panicked dead meat. Where he got that term he didn't know. But at the moment he didn't care.
Sena might have been standing there for a couple of seconds because the next thing he knew, a gun was being pointed at rhe back of his head. He saw clear as day the maniac grin on the demon's face though only reflected back by the window in front of him.
"Hiruma-san"
"Keep your mouth shut." There was an or else being implied on that statement. Sena knew what Hiruma wanted him to keep his mouth sealed. But what he didn't get was what Hiruma was doing in Mamori's house to begin with.
"Youichi you are not to point a gun on Sena!" Mamori came running towards Sena. Protecting him as if he was still that weak guy he had been ages ago. Some things really don't change.
"Tche, fucking mother hen" Hiruma exclaimed and went back inside the house.
"Mamori-neechan..."
"Sena you'd be a good boy now and keep what you saw as a secret between as okay?" Again there was an or else being implied there. He gulped hard. Having Hiruma hunt you down was scary alone, adding Mamori on that list was suicidal.
"Of course"
"Great! Why don't you go home and rest now? I bet you're tired." There was another message being implied in there. Sena didn't need to be a genius to figure it all out. So he did was he was told. He went home and tried his best to forget all about what he saw that day.
R&R