Invincible
I'm addicted in Bruno Mars's "Lazy Song"… Aww… that why I am lazy, I'm influenced by this song…
Carrying an excess baggage is not a big problem for someone who is reliable like Mamori – but today is an exception. For two consecutive days, she carried that file case at school but there is no Hiruma to be found.
"Mamori-chan, why are you keep asking for Hiruma-kun?" her classmate asked her.
"Um, ano… there is something that I want to give to him." Mamori honestly said.
"Huh!" Ayako, another friend in her class exclaimed, "are you going to confess to him?"
"N-no. No. I mean that it's not what I'm going to do." Mamori suddenly felt embarrassed.
"So?" it seems like her friends (and eavesdropping boys) are dying to hear her.
"Okay, I want to give back something that I recently kept here." Mamori said.
"D-did he gave you stuffed toys?" Akira, a lame guy who secretly admires Mamori asked.
"N-no." Again feeling embarrassed Mamori covered her face. "Hey people, he just left this thing" she pointed on the file case that is next to her school bag "in our restaurant, and I want it to give it back to him. Unfortunately I did not see any sign of him." Mamori just shook her head after she told the story.
"Is that so?, but we really don't care where he is. I mean, I don't want isolate him in between the lines of friend or foe, but he is so stingy… he – he's freaking me out." Another friend joined the chit chat.
Mamori kept silent for a while.
"Uhm… Mamori-chan, what is inside with that case anyway?" Ayako asked.
"It's full of papers. Just pile of sketches, I guess." Mamori said. After she told them, the conversation suddenly heated up.
"Nude art?"
"Sketch of the most wanted people? Maybe that the reason for those guns for protection".
"No. A blueprint of an elegant mansion where he can sneak in and snatch something out".
"No, it must be a caricature of our teachers then he can outsmart them by blackmailing".
And they all laugh because of their curiosity on those papers.
"Guys, enough." Mamori seems a little angry. "How can you tell those things on someone you don't even know?"
Everyone was trounced by Mamori's words. Though Hiruma acted coldly, selfishly, and like a real devil under the skin of a human, he never hurt or injured anybody. His actions are based on his own reasons and that is why he is mysterious.
"Mamori-chan," One brave soul spoke and he is Kobayashi, he has been one of the people who apparently became slaves of Hiruma "I know that I'm interfering, but since I got followed Hiruma around, I know where you can find him".
"Really?, well actually, I'm not interested in following him but I would like to know". Mamori said.
"Well, I know that you know that Hiruma established an American Football Club which is the first here in Deimon right?"
"Yes, that's true. We actually discussed it recently in the Student's meeting?" Mamori agreed.
"The other day, Hiruma recruited – or rather – threatened the potential members of other sports club and forced them to play in the American Football. And today, is their first practice match with the other school". Kobayashi said, sounding like an informant.
"What school?" Mamori asked.
"Koigahama Cupids, if I heard it right".
"Where do you think it would be?"
"It's actually happening right now, in their field at the east of this school".
Right after that conversation, the teacher came and so Mamori got something in her head.
In the next hour…
"What? You're going there? What for?" her girlfriends asked her as they follow her in her walk.
"So that I can have an idea on what kind of activity is football". Mamori simply answered.
"You don't know it? It's a kind of game where you'll hit a ball with a big bat". Ayako said.
"No, it's baseball though". One friend corrected, let's name her Emily.
"Ahh, I guess that's the one where the referee will say "tickle down!" Seiya, another friend, said.
"Is that it? The goal keeper will not going to shout it out?" Emily interfered again.
Mamori, on the other hand, kept silent. The four of them walked to their school's practice ground.
Once they reached the place, they easily recognized their team not only because of the school's name written on their uniforms or its color, but because of the unmistakeable voice of the devil.
"I-Is that Hiruma-kun?" Ayako asked Mamori.
"Yep, there's no mistaking it" Mamori answered simply.
"Why is he hiding behind that huge Kurita?" Emily mumbled.
Mamori's friends kept in chatting over the skirmish in the football field but Mamori remained silent. She noticed that there are no spectators coming from their school, even though the school hosted the practice game. The Deimon High Students will only take a glance in the game but after a couple of minutes, they will eventually leave.
The first half ended with the score 20-8 leaving Deimon behind.
"Nhe, Mamori-chan, let's go back. I think it's over" Ayako is cleaning her skirt after sitting on the shady ground.
"No. I mean not yet. It's just the first half". Mamori said without looking at her friends.
"But look at their score. They're like crawling just to close the gap". Emily added. However, they received no answer. "Well at least, they gained points. It's better than earning nothing, hahaha…" Emily continued after the silence in their group, knowingly that she was ignored by Mamori. So the three girls sat again to their places.
"Do you have any pen and paper?" Mamori asked a moment after.
"Uhmm… I have here in my pocket, why?" Seiya said.
"Can I have it? I just want to draw something." Mamori answered politely. After her friend held out the paper, a notebook size, Mamori draw some lines. Her friends just watched Mamori create her doodling. Since they didn't understand those lines, they just remained silent and let Mamori's mind occupied by something.
"Ha! Thank you!" Mamori then left her friends right after she finished her master piece. While running, the breeze helped her clean her skirt with tiny straws of grass. Her friends did not even utter a single word. They just only realize that their angel is rushing towards the devil.
"Oh my…" Ayako whispered. And their jaw dropped, anxiously waiting for the next scene.
Mamori can't see Hiruma but she has a feeling that he is in the middle of the swarm. And she knows well that every game has their time limit so she decided to not waste much time so she –
"HIRUMA-kun!, HIRUMA-kun!, HIRUMA-kun!" Mamori screamed until she's running out of air.
The attention of both teams (Devil Bats and Cupids) turned to her. The people that hides Hiruma's image dispersed, allowing Hiruma to look for the girl and Mamori doesn't mind if she looks ugly after running.
"What now?" Hiruma whispered with a slight annoyance. But his expression suddenly changed when Mamori raised the drawing she made earlier.
He seriously analyses the drawing, or rather the lines that Mamori drew in the paper. She kept her distance but not that far from Hiruma's team. She drew heavy lines on the paper to make it easier for Hiruma to read.
The whistle is heard which signals the players to get ready. Takekura and Kurita looked at each other right after they saw their Captain's glinting eyes and smirk. When Hiruma rose from his bench, Mamori hurriedly left and went back to her friends.
"Hiruma, what is our percentage to win this game?" Takekura asked while Hiruma is locking his helmet.
"Kekekeke, 100%" Hiruma's husky voice created a great motivation for the entire team. Even if the players are just pulled from the other sports team, they know how to participate. Hiruma gathered them and spelled out the strategies that he discovered and because the players are seriously pissed by the Cupids' arrogance, they are willing to make the play bloody.
At last they screamed "YA-HA!"
In the meantime, Mamori was interviewed by her friends but she kept a playful smile.
"Just watch and they will turn the tables". Mamori ended their bothersome questions.
After the several plays, Devil Bats finally defeated the Cupids by advancing their scores and not letting the other team to score another point - 20-45. The Devil Bats were really happy, although it is just a practice game; they feel overjoyed massacring the stupid Cupids.
"Kekeeke" Hiruma's mischievous laughter.
"Hiruma-kun!" Kurita ran towards Hiruma, crying and helding his hands out. But instead of hugging Hiruma, the big guy welcomes the bullets.
"Hiruma", Takekura said, "she's gone." Hiruma just raised an eyebrow. "I think you should give thanks anyway". Takekura whispered and then walked ahead.
"Don't order me around old man!" Hiruma got a little pissed but in the corner of his eyes, he's trying to trace the place where Mamori sat earlier.
It's already 7:00 and Mamori is still at school because of her Committee duties. She packed her things and then a lean shadow appeared before her.
"You startled me." Mamori said contradicting her reaction because she remained calmed.
"He?" Hiruma uttered raising an eyebrow.
"If you are going to thank me, well I already have an answer. Don't mention it". Mamori smiled.
"Actually when I saw that doodling, it reminds me of my kindergarten days. I bet I can draw better than you even if I am three years old." Hiruma started to attack.
"Well, I know. I saw it here". Mamori handed the file case. "Ahh… finally, I already gave you that heavy thing."
"I know that I left this fucking case in your restaurant. But I didn't expect that you would get nosy about someone else's business. Kekeke". Hiruma grunted.
"That's it!" Mamori suddenly got pissed. "You should at least thank me twice. And I did not open that case, it just fell so the papers scattered. And why am I explaining this thing to you?"
"Yeah, I know, I know. So let's keep on going." Hiruma said and left Mamori behind.
"Huh?, how ungrateful?" Mamori sighed and noticed something. "W-where's my bag?"
"Come 'on you fucking slowpoke" Hiruma said while waving his hand where he carried Mamori's bag.
Mamori was surprised and then followed Hiruma. While they are walking at the corridor, we can hear their conversation echoed.
"At least, we finally knew that it is not called tickle down" the girl suddenly giggled.
"It's touch down, you moron".
Hoi! Hoi! Got addicted to "My Girlfriend is a Gumiho"… so cool!