Poker (Eyeshield21: Hiruma x Mamori)

Poker

"Kekekekeke!"

"Kekekeke!"

"Hihihihi!"

One hoarse cackle and two small squeals can be heard all over the Hiruma household's living room as a father, a son and a daughter was just having a bonding time on a Sunday afternoon. Mamori smiled warmly as she was making snacks for her family. 'I wonder what they're doing...' she thought as she was pouring black coffee on a mug.

"Wan.. Tu.. Twee.. Por.. Payb.. Tix.. Tben.. Eyt..." Little Yuri's voice was all Mamori can hear as she made her way to the living room and placed the snacks on the coffee table. She could see Ichi seated on Youichi's lap as he indicated on his fingers the numbers that Yuri was counting.

"What are you doing?" Mamori asked as she seated beside her husband who was cackling merrily clearly stating that he is amused. "We're just teaching Fucking Yuri how to count." he stated as he merely ruffled Ichi's hair, there was a glint of malice in his voice that made Mamori to narrow her eyes on him. "Really?"

"Nayn.. Ten.. Jack Queen King!!" Yuri squealed happily like she had just achieve the trophy of the Christmas Bowl.

Mamori's eyes widen comically as she had just realized what 'counting' was her husband and son was teaching her daughter. "Kekekekeke!" Youichi and Ichi was cackling merrily looking very proud of Yuri's achievement.

"Mou Youichi! Don't tell me you've been teaching Yuri how to gamble?!" Mamori said as she yanked Youichi's ear hard enough to make him bow low. "Aw! What the fuck fucking wife!" he gave her a death glare that anyone in japan could've pissed in their pants scared shitless.

But Mamori didn't even back down and equalled the glare that he was giving her. They were engulfed in that little staring contest they were in when suddenly Ichi and Yuri tackled their father squealing, "Dada plaaaaaay!" as they were both pointing at the deck of cards on the coffee table.

"Kekekeke! Ask the Fucking Mom, Fucking Brats. I don't wanna sleep on the fucking couch if she ever gets fucking upset. Kekekeke!" Youichi cackled gleefully as he messes with his kids' hair in each hand. Ichi and Yuri ran to tackle Mamori with puppy dog eyes while pleading.

"Mom can we play? Pleaaaase!" Ichi said cutely while Yuri was hugging her arm happily while squealing, "Yay! Play! Play!" Mamori stared at them for a second before giving Youichi a death glare for teaching their kids Poker. He just gave her a toothy smirk knowing that she couldn't resist the kids' pleading.

"Fine." She gave a defeated sigh and Ichi and Yuri jumped happily at her and they both gave Mamori a kiss on each cheek at the same time before running to Youichi who was now cackling merrily while shuffling the cards. Mamori just gave a small smile as she watched them, there's no denying that they are Hiruma Youichi's kids after all.

She leaned on the couch and sipped her coffee peacefully while watching her kids play poker with their father as the dealer. It was just another Sunday afternoon. She chuckled lightly, well at least they are using creampuffs as bets.