In the Shadow of a Legend
Title: In the Shadow of A Legend
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Characters: Hiruma, Mamori
Disclaimer: Eyeshield 21 belongs to its creators
Author's Note: Set in the minutes before the (expected) Christmas Bowl game. Hiruma gives a pep talk and Mamori receives a revelation.
At that moment, she knew that she would follow him to the ends of the earth.
Walk, and I will follow.
He spoke with calm authority and unwavering belief. He spoke of a victory within reach, of a triumph long sought. His words struck a flame within them and they burned, burned with him.
Walk, and I will follow.
Her heart pounded loudly, her hands felt cold and clammy. There was a strange ringing in her ears and the light was bright, too bright. Yet she forced herself to focus, focus on his back. Framed in light, he was a towering shadow, their pillar of strength.
Walk, and I will follow.
The hand on the face of the clock continued to tick, tossing away second after second. There were identical expressions of anticipation mixed with dread on everyone's faces, but even if he was facing her, she knew he would have none of those in his eyes. He placed complete trust in everyone, and feared nothing for himself.
She didn't want to be afraid.
Walk, and I will follow.
The final second melted away and as if following an unspoken command, everyone got up from the bench and began walking to the players' exit. She too gathered her equipment and looked at him expectantly. Though he had many times stressed that he was no believer in a divine entity, she found his eyes closed and his lips moving, in prayer. She wondered to which god did his plea go to -
- and realized that if he ever prayed to anything in his life, he would certainly pray to his team not to fall.
And she found herself doing the same.
His helmet strapped on, he looked expectantly at her and she found herself smiling a little smile; a little eager, a little scared. And she wanted to go, but couldn't. Because he was still there, still there.
"Walk." She finally said. "And I will follow."
And he smiled a little smile; a little eager, but never scared. "I believe you."
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Characters: Hiruma, Mamori
Disclaimer: Eyeshield 21 belongs to its creators
Author's Note: Set in the minutes before the (expected) Christmas Bowl game. Hiruma gives a pep talk and Mamori receives a revelation.
At that moment, she knew that she would follow him to the ends of the earth.
Walk, and I will follow.
He spoke with calm authority and unwavering belief. He spoke of a victory within reach, of a triumph long sought. His words struck a flame within them and they burned, burned with him.
Walk, and I will follow.
Her heart pounded loudly, her hands felt cold and clammy. There was a strange ringing in her ears and the light was bright, too bright. Yet she forced herself to focus, focus on his back. Framed in light, he was a towering shadow, their pillar of strength.
Walk, and I will follow.
The hand on the face of the clock continued to tick, tossing away second after second. There were identical expressions of anticipation mixed with dread on everyone's faces, but even if he was facing her, she knew he would have none of those in his eyes. He placed complete trust in everyone, and feared nothing for himself.
She didn't want to be afraid.
Walk, and I will follow.
The final second melted away and as if following an unspoken command, everyone got up from the bench and began walking to the players' exit. She too gathered her equipment and looked at him expectantly. Though he had many times stressed that he was no believer in a divine entity, she found his eyes closed and his lips moving, in prayer. She wondered to which god did his plea go to -
- and realized that if he ever prayed to anything in his life, he would certainly pray to his team not to fall.
And she found herself doing the same.
His helmet strapped on, he looked expectantly at her and she found herself smiling a little smile; a little eager, a little scared. And she wanted to go, but couldn't. Because he was still there, still there.
"Walk." She finally said. "And I will follow."
And he smiled a little smile; a little eager, but never scared. "I believe you."