Still [Eyeshield21: Hiruma x Mamori]

Chapter 1: Still Her

[Flashback, 4 years ago]

"I thought we we're?.." Mamori's voice croaked as she felt a lump on her throat, tears were threatening to fall down from her eyes.

"Kekekeke! You thought what Fucking Manager?" his back was on her, typing incredulously on his laptop.

"What we did last night, isn't tha-."

"Keh. That was just a fucking heat of the moment. I'm fucking horny, and you're fucking there. Then we did it. And lucky me you gave yourself to me that fast. Kekekeke!"

Her tears flowed freely after that hearty cackle of his, she felt her heart shattered with every word he says.

"And now you see, my Fucking Girlfriend's back, and I don't need you anymore. So...

.

.

.

Get out of my fucking life."

She almost broke down with the last sentence, was everything she did for him wasn't worth it. Did he just really used her? She gathered herself up to ask one last question.

"Is that... What you really want me to do... Hiruma-kun?" she struggled speaking as her throat was becoming painful.

There a small pause before she heard his emotionless response. "Yes."

She closed her eyes, feeling her heart as it was slowly breaking while she recalled her moments with him together. She faked a smile before turning to the door to leave, the cold breeze of Christmas welcomed her as the door opened, she faked a smile again before whispering,

"Okay then."

[End of Flashback]

Hiruma Youichi sat on the head of the table with his legs propped up as he was working on his laptop, the Fall Tournament will be starting in a month and he have no time to goof off because of the fact that Deimon University had lost to a Dark Horse team that was just barely made that year last Spring.

They lost to the Xien University with 21-0 because the opponents had totally figured him out, whatever counter plays he had. That team had totally read him like an open book. The players of that team were just average but the fact that he was totally read made them lose.

His thoughts drifted off as a message popped up on his laptop. It was from one of his slaves, he raised delicate brow at its content when a voice came from behind him that almost gave him a heart attack.

"You're still looking for Anezaki huh?"

"You Fucking Old Gezeer! Don't go on popping out of nowhere like that!" he shouted at Musashi who had stoically shrugged him off and proceeded to the clubhouse's kitchen counter to grab a coffee.

"It's been four years since she disappeared, without even saying anything, only that resignation letter. The rest of the team were like they had gone through a funeral back then, they looked like they lost their mother." Musashi sighed at the memory of that day were in the Devilbats got worried about Mamori not attending school or practice only to find out that she had already transferred school and resigned as the Devilbat's manager.

He placed a cup at Hiruma's side as he had settled down at one of the seats on the roulette table. Musashi sipped his coffee as he looked at his best friend. "You still love her don't you?"