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Mamori breathed in and out, pacing the four corners of her room, not that it was too spacious but just for lack of a thing to do. She was trying to walk off the remaining minutes she had calculated so that she could arrive at the library neither too early nor late. Arriving too early would hint eagerness and arriving late would just tick Hiruma off, better stay on the safe side - dull and safe equals boring her mind added briefly. Welcome to my world, she countered.

"Mom I'm going." She decided to wear her comfy flats. With Hiruma around, you always have to be ready to run.

"Are you going out with friends?" her mom peeked through the kitchen.

"No, just to the library."

"Oh. Ok. Take care." Her mom sighed worriedly. Sometimes I wonder if I should be thankful that my daughter's social life is close to zero.

Mamori inwardly smiled, she arrived just in time.

She walked over to the Math section and on her way there, she passed by a group of teenagers who were too noisy to be in the library. She was about to give them a piece of her mind when she saw Hiruma walk over to them.

"Fucking shut the hell up or get out!"

The light cheery atmosphere turned to gloom as they were now cowering from fear and zipped their mouths shut. Hiruma walked pass them and was trying to shoot the boy who was in the act of sticking his bubblegum under the table but Mamori was experienced enough to stop Hiruma ahead of time.

"Hiruma-kun, don't."

"Tough luck, kid."

The boy chewed the said gum again and ran out of the library.

"Since when did you start caring about what people do in the library, Hiruma-kun?" she was left puzzled by his actions.

To answer her question, he took his megaphone and shouted for every person to hear, "Today this is my damn turf so I better not hear even the tiniest noise and I expect everyone to behave as it is befitting to behave in my territory or else."

Everyone with hearing distance unconsciously nodded and if possible tried to silence even the sound of their breaths. Some decided that it was time to leave the library but most remained for lack of choice.

"Your turf?"

"Yes damn it. And no noise in the library fucking manager." He added strictly.

Mamori gaped at him. He did not look like he belonged here, in the library of all places. "Is this some kind of community work for all the crimes you committed?"

"Don't be so naïve damn manager."

Maybe that was too good to be true but that was the best thing she could think of. I mean Hiruma, of all people, volunteering and sharing his time to be of service to the community just because? No way. Well maybe she could have believed it if he was stationed at a precinct or somewhere else but never at the library.

"Kekeke. Can't believe it, can you damn manager." He flatly stated, his eyes shinning brightly of evil intent.

"Who in their right mind would believe such Hiruma-kun." She was still recovering from the turn of events when a thought came. "Did you want me to tutor you while you were in duty?"

"Hell of an idea fucking manager. I need no damn tutoring. You're here to be my substitute as I wreak havoc in and around Japan and collect blackmails." He said as a matter of factly.

"So I just came here for that?" she demanded, fully annoyed of how things came about.

"What the hell are you so worked out for?" he popped his gum.

What the hell am I so worked out for? I got out of bed an hour earlier than I should. I spent an hour bathing. I had a hard time choosing what to wear. To think that I even applied lipgloss on and you ask me what the hell is wrong? "Nothing." She replied instead. It's not as if she could tell him that anyway, telling him that is like admitting… Admitting what Mamori? her mind probed. Admitting nothing, she thought defensively.

"Just go already." She shooed him away, hoping that as he was gone, strange thoughts would stop coming from her mind as well.

"You're weird damn manager." He pointed out but left anyway.

Leaving Mamori to drown in her thoughts.

One incredibly hot boy came inside the library to return books. He was tall and had marvelous blue eyes that Mamori could not help but be momentarily mesmerized. She secretly appraised him from his brilliant smile, to his masculine nose… and oh his eyes, it was the color of the sea that somehow added character to his already blatant appeal. "To return please." His voice screamed of confidence.

Mamori gave him a melting smile and took his library card from him. "This won't take long."

"Take all the time you need." He flashed his winsome smile.

Mamori smiled back and scanned his card.

"You work here?" He asked, trying to start a conversation.

"No, just covering someone's spot."

"Oh. But you come here often?"

"Why?" She looked up.

His smile was spectacular from where she was. "Maybe because I want to see more of you."

"Oh." She glowed red. She was not new with flirtations but she's also no expert.

Mamori was still debating what to reply when the supposed librarian gently pushed her aside.

"Kekeke, came back in time I see. Let me check your due date again."

"But Hiruma-kun I already…" Hiruma cut her off. "Look the little girl's trying to get the book, why don't you help her fucking manager."

Mamori did see the girl he was pointing at and could not find it in her heart to ignore her. In response to her motherly instinct, she went to help her but not before giving Hiruma a warning look. In which Hiruma responded with a noncommittal shrug.

"Oh will you look at that… your book was already overdue." His voice dangerously low and his eyes gleamed red.

"Hhhhhhow much do I have to pay?" He tried not to embarrass himself by not peeing in his pants.

"Not a lot. Just your life." He was itching to hold his gun.

"Ahhhhhh. Uhhhhhhm." The boy never thought that a short harmless flirting with the angel would soon result in a kiss of death. I don't want to die young… I still have dreams… wishes to fulfill… Kami-sama…

"Is everything alright?" Mamori asked looking from Hiruma to the boy and back to Hiruma again.

"No. He's about to make his leave. Right?" he gave him a dead intent look.

"Ahhh, yyyyes." He tried to walk straight though his knees were barely supporting him. Nevertheless, it was still a happy day. He survived for another day didn't he. Thank you Kami-sama I promise not to mess with the angel… his angel ever again.

Mamori could not picture that the man walking comically was the same man who entered the library minutes ago with poise and finesse.

"Hiruma-kun?"

"What?" His poker face on guard.

She sighed. She knew she would not get anything from him. He was just too good at hiding… he always was and he always will be. "Then, I'll be on my way now since you're already here… Hiruma-kun are you even listening?" Now she's the one itching for her broomstick. Such a jerk. He was already slouched on his laptop typing with god light speed.

"Hiruma-kun, I said I was going! Hiruma-kun!"

"Hn."

No use being angry, Mamori she reminded herself. No one could separate the devil from his laptop you know that better than anyone else. One of the reasons why she hates technology.

"See you Monday, Hiruma-kun."

She looked at the setting sun. The day was almost over and nothing eventful took place. The Saturday she was mooning over turned out to be just another day… and a boring one so it seems. Dreams will only be dreams.

As soon as she was out of the door, he took his holy grail and started scribbling.

"Don't think you're off the hook that easily fucking prince charming. No one comes to hell and back alive."

"Cerberus!"

A/N: I leave the rest to your imagination ^-^ Much appreciation for the people who favorited this fanfic and placed it on alert! It bring me so much warmth and happiness to receive your gestures Don't worry more updates will be coming if you're still interested.