[FST with Fics] Eyeshield 21 - In Time of Loving
Note: So I wanted to post this before the ES21 fever eases down, a fanmix with fics inside. I wasn't able to do fics per song, but I've put some simple drabble phrases per song that I wasn't able to have a fic with. I am so exhausted, tired and brain drained or this is drunkenness. This project is kind of my final resolve for the fucking OTP hirumamo. Just this while I was pissed at something that I wasn't able to have the motivation to finish fics for 18 songs.
The cover is from the Chapter 333 of Eyeshield 21 that I selected and colored. I feel obliged for this responsibility. Oh yeah, the genre of this fanmix is easy listening. This is to, at least, give balanced pleasure to a wide spectrum of audience who have different tastes in music. Download the fanmix before reading the fics because the song really gives that tone/vibe. The lyrics and translations are in the soundtrack RAR file as well. There's also some surprise bonus images below. I just need to get it all out. Dudes, lots of love to all of you!
Click here to Download In Time of Loving FST (84.2 MB) in Mediafire
Introduction. You're So Great by Blur
Tea, tea and coffee
Cause' you're so great, and I love you
She's somewhat drawn to him. She didn't know when it started, but it struck her in complete realization. She didn't need any explanations, anyway.
"Goodness, Mamori, I still can't believe you're getting along with that devil. What threat did he put you into?" One of her friends said, worried.
"We won't even be surprised if he turns out to be involved with the mafia." Ako added.
"Or if he gets you involved with it as well!" One of her friends retorted.
"You barely even talk to us anymore, more so into hanging out with us. You even sleep late for the sake of analyzing whatever it is that needs mending." Ako exasperatedly expressed.
"Mamori, are you really sure you're pursuing this?" Sara asked, demanding an answer.
"Hey girls, I need to get going. I have a meeting with the man you're talking about." She winked, just to annoy her friends. Oh, how I love them, she thought. She stood and started to walk, leaving the girls questions and pleas left unanswered.
"God, Mamori, you even prepare him coffee just like a wife!" Ako shouted for her to overhear, not quite teasing, and more like shuddering at the thought.
01. What Can I Do by The Corrs
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
She's the only one who sees him smile, the only one who has the nearest access to this type of Hiruma. Maybe he's opening up. It's possible, she wonders what she could do. Maybe he'd learn to love her someday.
02. Other Ways by Trevor Hall
I thought of you this morning.
Well I think about all the other ways I could've played
All the other simple moves I could've made
All the other cards that I could've dealt
All the books I didn't read upon my shelf
All the other ways I could've sung my songs
I've realized that none of it went wrong
It was all play
How could it be any other way?
“Hello? Hiruma-kun? Do you know what time i-“ Mamori started as she exhaustingly woke up from her deep slumber when she heard her phone ringing, but she was cut in her complaining.
“Fucking manager, come to school, now,” and he hanged up.
So it was just dawn, exactly 4 in the morning. Hiruma, as always, never fails to bother her when he comes up with a new trick play for the game. She had no choice but to leave early.
Opening the clubroom door, there he was typing on his laptop. On the table, there were cards splattered all over the plays as if someone had already restudied and mix-matched.
“So you must have a new idea for the play,” she exhaustingly teased. She passed by the table to prepare coffee, of course. Giving him his cup, which he drank quickly, she grabbed the cards one by one searching for the new plays.
“Those blank cards have to be filled. Before that, I need you to have your analysis on the new ones per position,” his eyes not leaving the laptop.
She was about to say 'alright' when he continued, “more importantly, are you willing to play this?” He handed her a card, grinning.
Raising her eyebrows, she eyed the card to actually absorb what was and has to be written on it.
“Well, there’s no other way that I won’t, so I am. Are you?” She smiled. Just the answer he’d been expecting.
“Of course.” His grin grew wider.
It was this weird card that he actually pulled that Mamori recognized to be entirely unrelated to American football.
03. Let My Love Open the Door by Sondre Lerche
Let my love open the door to your heart.
Soon enough he'd probably learn how to open up more to other people, to her. So far what she does know is she couldn't part away from him and she'd do her best to be fit at that.
04. Miss You Love by Silverchair
I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back.
Seriously, do people really have to call and do normal things when loving? He doesn't know how to, but he's feeling things he haven't really experienced before... and it all started when the fucking manager became useful to his needs. Now 'useful' isn't that of an accurate way of putting it anymore. Or so it seems or it's something more.
He's one hell of a confused human. Musashi's I-know-what's-in-your-mind-or-heart-advices don't even help at all.
05. As Lovers Go by Dashboard Confessional
I'll be true, I'll be useful
I'll be cavalier, I'll be yours my dear
and I'll belong to you.
If you'll just let me through.
This is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, whats the sense in waiting?
She knew he'd be leaving to investigate the upcoming World Youth Cup.
She prepared the things he'd need: recorder, tapes, camera, video camera, the likes, and he even asked him to even sew some clothing. It's normal, just that this time he'd leave without her. Then she'll wait for his return and welcome him back home.
06. Say by John Meyer
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
Say what you need to say
The fucking manager is acting strange lately. She doesn't argue with him anymore and instead resorts to smile and continue to whatever she was doing. She actually became more annoying at that manner, but grew more charming. That's it, he's getting worked up for this fucking ridiculous though thinking.
He's been acting strange as well. Maybe sometime he'd ask her about it.
07. I Need to Be Next to You by Leigh Nash
I need to know I can see you smile each morning
Look into your eyes each night for the rest of my life
Here with you, near with you, oh I
I need to be next to you
Every second of this game numbed Mamori. Anytime, Hiruma could get hit and might lose his abilities to play again, to lose it all. She did every single thing she could come up with to prevent it from coming. Then Gaou struck him solid. Full stop, her eyes grew wider and she ran to him, following the people helping him to get to the clinic.
"Fucking manager, I need you to get back there." He demanded, suddenly.
"No." She dismissed.
... and the audience cheered for Deimon scored. It was the first time he didn't follow his demands, it's also the first time she felt that she needed to be next to him achingly so much.
08. Brighter Than Sunshine by Aqualung
I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling
So they won. Everyone went rowdy, he grinned at everyone and he saw her.
She was awkwardly waiting for him, as if expecting something, crying and smiling too. So he went towards her and grinned even more. She met him with a tight embrace and whispered, "we won," not hesitant as to what she was doing anymore. He had no choice, he awkwardly hugged her back. But his grin grew wider.
Funny thing how these situations made him realize what he's been feeling. Might as well make it official.
Bridge. A Slow Dance by Explosions in the Sky
(Instrumental)
They were carried away by passion. It just happened, after realizing how their emotions had all along been boiling up already in their hearts. Now it just needed a release.
After kissing her lips, Hiruma started to take off her clothes. He took off his as she lay on her back, arching her body for him. Mamori moaned at his touch, just as he groaned at her hand squeezing his skin. Skin on skin. Lips on skin. He kissed her forehead and she nodded sweetly. He entered her gently and concealed her verbal aching in a kiss. He waited for her ease, then he moved in her. She gasped, sighed, moaned and she was complete. They moved in rhythm. They were in euphoria. It was pure love, it was bliss. She came. He came. They smiled at each other and kissed some more.
It was their first time, but they made love all night long, as if dancing in a dream. No need for words. Tomorrow morning will just be a beginning.
09. Universe & U by KT Tunstall
When you're on your own
I'll send you a sign
Just so you know
I am me, the universe and you
She could see it, he's trying to make it work for them. She does burn every single time he touches him, even in winter time. She doesn't need the world, just him. For that she followed him, walking beside him.
10. Sweet Avenue by Damien Rice
Now all these tastes improve
Through the view that comes with you
Like they handed me my life
For the first time it felt worth it
Like I deserved it
It was a laidback day, a sabbath day for everyone. Hiruma was in a pensive mood, thinking about the things that had transpired. Even he, himself, felt like resting with consent for the first time. Everything just felt right.
Plus, his fucking manager was lying beside him, sleeping. He didn't have to thank her, she knew already.
11. I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie
If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
... then I'll follow you into the dark
She followed him into the dark of planning hard and 0.01% chance of winning possibilities and into the light of victory.
"Hiruma-kun? Are you sure?" She said, tears welling on her eyes as she put his helmet in place. He couldn't even put it himself, with what Gaou had done to him.
"Do you need an answer?" He grinned, knowing full enough he's hiding any possible weakness the opponents could sense. Despite that, he quivered in the ache.
She met his cue, regained her composure and smiled. No need for an answer.
She was there waiting at the end of the line, just like the perfect balance he needed whether they win or lose; but, of course, they'll win.
12. A Te by Jovanotti
And to you who are, simply are, comrade of my days... substance of my days.
With his gun on his shoulder, Hiruma walked pass by the university buildings to enter their newly renovated clubroom door with a daze of pride. He got the President into buying some new vehicle for recruiting purposes from Takekura Gen Engineering as well. Just like before.
"Hiruma-kun?!... I-I just lost balance!" She was flustered enough, but was able to get straight to the point of it's not what it looks like response.
"Why, of course, I just helped her gain balance, trash." Agon stated teasingly, amused.
Seeing Agon grinning on top of the bewildered Mamori (she was covering her face too much, her nails were almost digging on the skin of her face), something was definitely wrong. He grinned and closed the door.
There were loud bangs inside the clubroom and a cackling laughter.
Agon opened the door and went out of the clubroom in a sinister smile to retain his composure. It was rather the first time Agon ever felt kind of afraid of a trash.
13. You Belong To Me by Jason Wade
Just remember when a dream appears, you belong to me.
There was a movement on their bed. Another one, then followed by some constant ruffling of the sheets. Mamori woke up to find Hiruma struggling in his sleep with a frown; obviously, in a state of having a bad dream.
“Yoichi? Yoichi, hey.” She straightened to his direction as she shook him gently. It helps she’s a light sleeper, which she grew accustomed with, patiently waiting for him when he gets home from late night practices sometimes.
He opened his eyes, absorbing the actuality in quick reflex.
“What was it?” Facing him, she grew more concerned.
“Fucking nightmare.” He groggily fidgeted, sat up to wipe his face with his hands for a while, but in the end decided to stand and walked to the kitchen.
She followed him to the kitchen minding to ready making the coffee. Its one of these nights he gets bad dreams she got used on what to do to ease his tense. There was a silence as he just sat brooding with a feeling of heaviness as she began pouring the coffee in their cups. She’s still worried so she kept on looking back and forth at his face while preparing.
She finally sat with their coffee then beamed at him, “Care to tell? It’s probably too bad for you to refrain back from sleeping.”
He didn’t answer and just continued to stare pensively at his cup. Of course, it was really bad, she thought so she stood up and hugged him slowly, one of her hands running through his hair. He seldom ever tells her his dreams. It’s not as if it’s a confidential secret or something important of an issue to him, it was just one of the things he often disregards for its lack of direct attachment from his perspective of reality so she doesn’t mind it that much. She had this big fat notion they were usually about a plan gone wrong or losing, particularly to a game; he loves American Football, anyway. Nevertheless, he usually never really felt so utterly uncomfortable with it. But now, she noticed he truly seemed troubled of whatever happened in his dream or nightmare rather.
“Forget about it. Let’s go back to sleep.” He interrupted her thought process, let go only to grab her hand and drag them back to the bed, their coffee left untouched.
That midnight he nestled with Mamori almost too tight and closed his eyes.
“Whatever it is, it’s just a bad dream.” She assured sweetly. She eased up in his arms comfortably and sighed. She didn’t expect an answer so she closed her eyes as well. Just when she was about to drift back to sleep;
“Just so you know, ‘twas about losing you.”
She knew he knew that would never happen.
14. Best Days by Matt White
Can't take away those times
We stayed up and we talked all night
Chain smokin' cigarettes and
Three bottles of red wine
Falling asleep together
Holding your body close to mine
“It’s Sunday, anyway,” he excused himself telling if as if it’s just one-day holiday in a weekday. That morning after the dream, Hiruma cancelled his training plans with his teammates.
Smiling, she commented as she fixed his favorite food. "Plus, it's extremely snowing hard. You can't let your players indulge in incapability due to frost bite." Before she could even settle herself to the table and sit, his head was already playing around her neck, arms enveloping her entirety.
It is apparent, she knew, that they'd just spent the day together. In their one year of being together, she discovered he could actually be this paranoid. She somewhat liked the notion though. She liked these days with him the most; at the end of the day, they just relaxed drinking, talking and of course, making love with him.
15. What I Gotta Do by Macy Gray
There's no place that I'd rather be than there with you,
It's what I gotta do to take care of you...
"I think they need lots of milk. Oh, some feeding bottles and toys when they start to move around as well. Goodness, they're so lovely! Did you put all the items I said in the list?" Mamori was fidgeting loud enough as if in quick trance, excitement was over all the place; there was even no whatsoever hinge of exhaustion during the delivery.
"I already did. Now let them sleep, you're fucking loud." Even he didn't know what to do. To tell the truth, he's a little nervous himself. But he shoved the notion away and proceeded to the door, kissed her, and prepared himself to go out to buy the things she requested.
"Don't forget to buy some mangoes, jelly beans, and bubblegum flavored ice cream for me! I like them nowadays. I'll cook chicken tonight." She stated before he turned his back on her.
Cerberus having puppies was already pretty legit. It came even more unnerving when the bitch who bore the puppies ran away just right after Mamori helped it in labor. Post traumatic stress disorder? Whatever it is, Mamori claimed the responsibility, kept on fermenting and nesting as if she was the mother, or rather she was getting ready for herself. He sure doesn't know what it's going to be when that time comes. Fuck, wait, is she pregnant?
Epilogue. Je t'aime by Spitz
I love you... that's about where we are.
He actually just partially believed Mamori when she said she wasn’t going out with Hiruma. Common sense, he’s old. He knows things and he definitely knows body language. His usual drunken state helps boost his senses as a matter of fact. Moreover, he was a witness to those behind-the-scenes. He didn’t do it on purpose. Not trying to be a spy to clarify either, he just happens to be there, really, observing at the best timing.
He was there every time the manager’s eyes shine as she waved whatever signs she was making to the quarterback. The manager was making too much of an effort to analyze whatever the quarterback asks her to do, making herself reliably useful. More than a time he saw the manager usually propping herself up lately before she gets to a one-on-one meeting with him; it’s probably the start of her getting conscious in front of the quarterback. Girls are like that. Third year, no more sight of third years in the clubrooms, but there were frequent sightings of the manager with the quarterback.
He was there when the quarterback grins proudly not only for his team but also for her. Then the quarterback, for one time, actually wiped a tear quickly out of the manager’s eyes to avoid showing weakness to the Dinosaurs; it worked, she settled down. He overheard when the quarterback tells the manager things or secrets the team never quite got to know. In an instance, a secret until Musashi himself actually came. But there were far more things beyond that.
So the two decided to go together to Saikyoudai as a mutual decision. Surely, the quarterback would find his way to rid of the manager if she is useless; and then there's a thing when she didn't resist despite the consequence of studies to the future that she so desires. It's already been two whole years he hasn't seen the two up close. He doesn’t need common sense; it’s already being shoved directly on their faces, just further assuring his observations. It’s a fact that something’s between the two. Sooner or later he wouldn’t be surprised if some futuristic happy ending came up. Doburoku-sensei can't help but be nostalgic on how good it was to feel young love.
Bonus
Holy shit! Some userbars. Since I've been doing this, might as well hang myself out to totally get drained. Feel free to take it. Credit if you're too inclined. I was also about to do some icons, but I got tired of coloring for the userbar. I'm not too good with shadows so they don't have shadows. Want it modified? Just tell me what you want in your comment, I'd try fulfilling your needs. We should spread our devotion to hirumamo especially now that they're the OTP shit!
Goddamnit all, I worked hard for this. I talked too much. So now I definitely need some lovin' from you.
The cover is from the Chapter 333 of Eyeshield 21 that I selected and colored. I feel obliged for this responsibility. Oh yeah, the genre of this fanmix is easy listening. This is to, at least, give balanced pleasure to a wide spectrum of audience who have different tastes in music. Download the fanmix before reading the fics because the song really gives that tone/vibe. The lyrics and translations are in the soundtrack RAR file as well. There's also some surprise bonus images below. I just need to get it all out. Dudes, lots of love to all of you!
Click here to Download In Time of Loving FST (84.2 MB) in Mediafire
Introduction. You're So Great by Blur
Tea, tea and coffee
Cause' you're so great, and I love you
She's somewhat drawn to him. She didn't know when it started, but it struck her in complete realization. She didn't need any explanations, anyway.
"Goodness, Mamori, I still can't believe you're getting along with that devil. What threat did he put you into?" One of her friends said, worried.
"We won't even be surprised if he turns out to be involved with the mafia." Ako added.
"Or if he gets you involved with it as well!" One of her friends retorted.
"You barely even talk to us anymore, more so into hanging out with us. You even sleep late for the sake of analyzing whatever it is that needs mending." Ako exasperatedly expressed.
"Mamori, are you really sure you're pursuing this?" Sara asked, demanding an answer.
"Hey girls, I need to get going. I have a meeting with the man you're talking about." She winked, just to annoy her friends. Oh, how I love them, she thought. She stood and started to walk, leaving the girls questions and pleas left unanswered.
"God, Mamori, you even prepare him coffee just like a wife!" Ako shouted for her to overhear, not quite teasing, and more like shuddering at the thought.
01. What Can I Do by The Corrs
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
She's the only one who sees him smile, the only one who has the nearest access to this type of Hiruma. Maybe he's opening up. It's possible, she wonders what she could do. Maybe he'd learn to love her someday.
02. Other Ways by Trevor Hall
I thought of you this morning.
Well I think about all the other ways I could've played
All the other simple moves I could've made
All the other cards that I could've dealt
All the books I didn't read upon my shelf
All the other ways I could've sung my songs
I've realized that none of it went wrong
It was all play
How could it be any other way?
“Hello? Hiruma-kun? Do you know what time i-“ Mamori started as she exhaustingly woke up from her deep slumber when she heard her phone ringing, but she was cut in her complaining.
“Fucking manager, come to school, now,” and he hanged up.
So it was just dawn, exactly 4 in the morning. Hiruma, as always, never fails to bother her when he comes up with a new trick play for the game. She had no choice but to leave early.
Opening the clubroom door, there he was typing on his laptop. On the table, there were cards splattered all over the plays as if someone had already restudied and mix-matched.
“So you must have a new idea for the play,” she exhaustingly teased. She passed by the table to prepare coffee, of course. Giving him his cup, which he drank quickly, she grabbed the cards one by one searching for the new plays.
“Those blank cards have to be filled. Before that, I need you to have your analysis on the new ones per position,” his eyes not leaving the laptop.
She was about to say 'alright' when he continued, “more importantly, are you willing to play this?” He handed her a card, grinning.
Raising her eyebrows, she eyed the card to actually absorb what was and has to be written on it.
“Well, there’s no other way that I won’t, so I am. Are you?” She smiled. Just the answer he’d been expecting.
“Of course.” His grin grew wider.
It was this weird card that he actually pulled that Mamori recognized to be entirely unrelated to American football.
03. Let My Love Open the Door by Sondre Lerche
Let my love open the door to your heart.
Soon enough he'd probably learn how to open up more to other people, to her. So far what she does know is she couldn't part away from him and she'd do her best to be fit at that.
04. Miss You Love by Silverchair
I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back.
Seriously, do people really have to call and do normal things when loving? He doesn't know how to, but he's feeling things he haven't really experienced before... and it all started when the fucking manager became useful to his needs. Now 'useful' isn't that of an accurate way of putting it anymore. Or so it seems or it's something more.
He's one hell of a confused human. Musashi's I-know-what's-in-your-mind-or-heart-advices don't even help at all.
05. As Lovers Go by Dashboard Confessional
I'll be true, I'll be useful
I'll be cavalier, I'll be yours my dear
and I'll belong to you.
If you'll just let me through.
This is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, whats the sense in waiting?
She knew he'd be leaving to investigate the upcoming World Youth Cup.
She prepared the things he'd need: recorder, tapes, camera, video camera, the likes, and he even asked him to even sew some clothing. It's normal, just that this time he'd leave without her. Then she'll wait for his return and welcome him back home.
06. Say by John Meyer
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
Say what you need to say
The fucking manager is acting strange lately. She doesn't argue with him anymore and instead resorts to smile and continue to whatever she was doing. She actually became more annoying at that manner, but grew more charming. That's it, he's getting worked up for this fucking ridiculous though thinking.
He's been acting strange as well. Maybe sometime he'd ask her about it.
07. I Need to Be Next to You by Leigh Nash
I need to know I can see you smile each morning
Look into your eyes each night for the rest of my life
Here with you, near with you, oh I
I need to be next to you
Every second of this game numbed Mamori. Anytime, Hiruma could get hit and might lose his abilities to play again, to lose it all. She did every single thing she could come up with to prevent it from coming. Then Gaou struck him solid. Full stop, her eyes grew wider and she ran to him, following the people helping him to get to the clinic.
"Fucking manager, I need you to get back there." He demanded, suddenly.
"No." She dismissed.
... and the audience cheered for Deimon scored. It was the first time he didn't follow his demands, it's also the first time she felt that she needed to be next to him achingly so much.
08. Brighter Than Sunshine by Aqualung
I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling
So they won. Everyone went rowdy, he grinned at everyone and he saw her.
She was awkwardly waiting for him, as if expecting something, crying and smiling too. So he went towards her and grinned even more. She met him with a tight embrace and whispered, "we won," not hesitant as to what she was doing anymore. He had no choice, he awkwardly hugged her back. But his grin grew wider.
Funny thing how these situations made him realize what he's been feeling. Might as well make it official.
Bridge. A Slow Dance by Explosions in the Sky
(Instrumental)
They were carried away by passion. It just happened, after realizing how their emotions had all along been boiling up already in their hearts. Now it just needed a release.
After kissing her lips, Hiruma started to take off her clothes. He took off his as she lay on her back, arching her body for him. Mamori moaned at his touch, just as he groaned at her hand squeezing his skin. Skin on skin. Lips on skin. He kissed her forehead and she nodded sweetly. He entered her gently and concealed her verbal aching in a kiss. He waited for her ease, then he moved in her. She gasped, sighed, moaned and she was complete. They moved in rhythm. They were in euphoria. It was pure love, it was bliss. She came. He came. They smiled at each other and kissed some more.
It was their first time, but they made love all night long, as if dancing in a dream. No need for words. Tomorrow morning will just be a beginning.
09. Universe & U by KT Tunstall
When you're on your own
I'll send you a sign
Just so you know
I am me, the universe and you
She could see it, he's trying to make it work for them. She does burn every single time he touches him, even in winter time. She doesn't need the world, just him. For that she followed him, walking beside him.
10. Sweet Avenue by Damien Rice
Now all these tastes improve
Through the view that comes with you
Like they handed me my life
For the first time it felt worth it
Like I deserved it
It was a laidback day, a sabbath day for everyone. Hiruma was in a pensive mood, thinking about the things that had transpired. Even he, himself, felt like resting with consent for the first time. Everything just felt right.
Plus, his fucking manager was lying beside him, sleeping. He didn't have to thank her, she knew already.
11. I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie
If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
... then I'll follow you into the dark
She followed him into the dark of planning hard and 0.01% chance of winning possibilities and into the light of victory.
"Hiruma-kun? Are you sure?" She said, tears welling on her eyes as she put his helmet in place. He couldn't even put it himself, with what Gaou had done to him.
"Do you need an answer?" He grinned, knowing full enough he's hiding any possible weakness the opponents could sense. Despite that, he quivered in the ache.
She met his cue, regained her composure and smiled. No need for an answer.
She was there waiting at the end of the line, just like the perfect balance he needed whether they win or lose; but, of course, they'll win.
12. A Te by Jovanotti
And to you who are, simply are, comrade of my days... substance of my days.
With his gun on his shoulder, Hiruma walked pass by the university buildings to enter their newly renovated clubroom door with a daze of pride. He got the President into buying some new vehicle for recruiting purposes from Takekura Gen Engineering as well. Just like before.
"Hiruma-kun?!... I-I just lost balance!" She was flustered enough, but was able to get straight to the point of it's not what it looks like response.
"Why, of course, I just helped her gain balance, trash." Agon stated teasingly, amused.
Seeing Agon grinning on top of the bewildered Mamori (she was covering her face too much, her nails were almost digging on the skin of her face), something was definitely wrong. He grinned and closed the door.
There were loud bangs inside the clubroom and a cackling laughter.
Agon opened the door and went out of the clubroom in a sinister smile to retain his composure. It was rather the first time Agon ever felt kind of afraid of a trash.
13. You Belong To Me by Jason Wade
Just remember when a dream appears, you belong to me.
There was a movement on their bed. Another one, then followed by some constant ruffling of the sheets. Mamori woke up to find Hiruma struggling in his sleep with a frown; obviously, in a state of having a bad dream.
“Yoichi? Yoichi, hey.” She straightened to his direction as she shook him gently. It helps she’s a light sleeper, which she grew accustomed with, patiently waiting for him when he gets home from late night practices sometimes.
He opened his eyes, absorbing the actuality in quick reflex.
“What was it?” Facing him, she grew more concerned.
“Fucking nightmare.” He groggily fidgeted, sat up to wipe his face with his hands for a while, but in the end decided to stand and walked to the kitchen.
She followed him to the kitchen minding to ready making the coffee. Its one of these nights he gets bad dreams she got used on what to do to ease his tense. There was a silence as he just sat brooding with a feeling of heaviness as she began pouring the coffee in their cups. She’s still worried so she kept on looking back and forth at his face while preparing.
She finally sat with their coffee then beamed at him, “Care to tell? It’s probably too bad for you to refrain back from sleeping.”
He didn’t answer and just continued to stare pensively at his cup. Of course, it was really bad, she thought so she stood up and hugged him slowly, one of her hands running through his hair. He seldom ever tells her his dreams. It’s not as if it’s a confidential secret or something important of an issue to him, it was just one of the things he often disregards for its lack of direct attachment from his perspective of reality so she doesn’t mind it that much. She had this big fat notion they were usually about a plan gone wrong or losing, particularly to a game; he loves American Football, anyway. Nevertheless, he usually never really felt so utterly uncomfortable with it. But now, she noticed he truly seemed troubled of whatever happened in his dream or nightmare rather.
“Forget about it. Let’s go back to sleep.” He interrupted her thought process, let go only to grab her hand and drag them back to the bed, their coffee left untouched.
That midnight he nestled with Mamori almost too tight and closed his eyes.
“Whatever it is, it’s just a bad dream.” She assured sweetly. She eased up in his arms comfortably and sighed. She didn’t expect an answer so she closed her eyes as well. Just when she was about to drift back to sleep;
“Just so you know, ‘twas about losing you.”
She knew he knew that would never happen.
14. Best Days by Matt White
Can't take away those times
We stayed up and we talked all night
Chain smokin' cigarettes and
Three bottles of red wine
Falling asleep together
Holding your body close to mine
“It’s Sunday, anyway,” he excused himself telling if as if it’s just one-day holiday in a weekday. That morning after the dream, Hiruma cancelled his training plans with his teammates.
Smiling, she commented as she fixed his favorite food. "Plus, it's extremely snowing hard. You can't let your players indulge in incapability due to frost bite." Before she could even settle herself to the table and sit, his head was already playing around her neck, arms enveloping her entirety.
It is apparent, she knew, that they'd just spent the day together. In their one year of being together, she discovered he could actually be this paranoid. She somewhat liked the notion though. She liked these days with him the most; at the end of the day, they just relaxed drinking, talking and of course, making love with him.
15. What I Gotta Do by Macy Gray
There's no place that I'd rather be than there with you,
It's what I gotta do to take care of you...
"I think they need lots of milk. Oh, some feeding bottles and toys when they start to move around as well. Goodness, they're so lovely! Did you put all the items I said in the list?" Mamori was fidgeting loud enough as if in quick trance, excitement was over all the place; there was even no whatsoever hinge of exhaustion during the delivery.
"I already did. Now let them sleep, you're fucking loud." Even he didn't know what to do. To tell the truth, he's a little nervous himself. But he shoved the notion away and proceeded to the door, kissed her, and prepared himself to go out to buy the things she requested.
"Don't forget to buy some mangoes, jelly beans, and bubblegum flavored ice cream for me! I like them nowadays. I'll cook chicken tonight." She stated before he turned his back on her.
Cerberus having puppies was already pretty legit. It came even more unnerving when the bitch who bore the puppies ran away just right after Mamori helped it in labor. Post traumatic stress disorder? Whatever it is, Mamori claimed the responsibility, kept on fermenting and nesting as if she was the mother, or rather she was getting ready for herself. He sure doesn't know what it's going to be when that time comes. Fuck, wait, is she pregnant?
Epilogue. Je t'aime by Spitz
I love you... that's about where we are.
He actually just partially believed Mamori when she said she wasn’t going out with Hiruma. Common sense, he’s old. He knows things and he definitely knows body language. His usual drunken state helps boost his senses as a matter of fact. Moreover, he was a witness to those behind-the-scenes. He didn’t do it on purpose. Not trying to be a spy to clarify either, he just happens to be there, really, observing at the best timing.
He was there every time the manager’s eyes shine as she waved whatever signs she was making to the quarterback. The manager was making too much of an effort to analyze whatever the quarterback asks her to do, making herself reliably useful. More than a time he saw the manager usually propping herself up lately before she gets to a one-on-one meeting with him; it’s probably the start of her getting conscious in front of the quarterback. Girls are like that. Third year, no more sight of third years in the clubrooms, but there were frequent sightings of the manager with the quarterback.
He was there when the quarterback grins proudly not only for his team but also for her. Then the quarterback, for one time, actually wiped a tear quickly out of the manager’s eyes to avoid showing weakness to the Dinosaurs; it worked, she settled down. He overheard when the quarterback tells the manager things or secrets the team never quite got to know. In an instance, a secret until Musashi himself actually came. But there were far more things beyond that.
So the two decided to go together to Saikyoudai as a mutual decision. Surely, the quarterback would find his way to rid of the manager if she is useless; and then there's a thing when she didn't resist despite the consequence of studies to the future that she so desires. It's already been two whole years he hasn't seen the two up close. He doesn’t need common sense; it’s already being shoved directly on their faces, just further assuring his observations. It’s a fact that something’s between the two. Sooner or later he wouldn’t be surprised if some futuristic happy ending came up. Doburoku-sensei can't help but be nostalgic on how good it was to feel young love.
Bonus
Holy shit! Some userbars. Since I've been doing this, might as well hang myself out to totally get drained. Feel free to take it. Credit if you're too inclined. I was also about to do some icons, but I got tired of coloring for the userbar. I'm not too good with shadows so they don't have shadows. Want it modified? Just tell me what you want in your comment, I'd try fulfilling your needs. We should spread our devotion to hirumamo especially now that they're the OTP shit!
Goddamnit all, I worked hard for this. I talked too much. So now I definitely need some lovin' from you.