Still [Eyeshield21: Hiruma x Mamori]

Chapter 6: Evil

"M-MAKI-SAN?!" the younger Devilbats shouted in unison with their eyes as wide as saucers.

Maki ignored them and grinned widely as she continued to cling to Hiruma like a leech. She was actaully straddling his lap as Hiruma was seated on a single couch when she barged in. His face was impassive as he stared at the girl who was glomping him.

"Sooo. Did you missed me?" she asked sweetly and was about to kiss his cheek when Mamori faked a cough.

"I'm sorry to interrupt such a sweet moment but, who are you?" Mamori asked, her face impassive.

Maki raised a brow at the auburn haired girl, "I'm Youichi's girlfriend." she spat venomously.

"Oh, so you're not part of the team. Get out." Mamori deadpanned.

The younger devilbats started to fidget on their seats.

"Excuse me, but I'm also the Devilbat's Manager." Maki sneered, grinning triumphantly.

Now it was Mamori's turn to raise a brow, the rest of the Reapers had vacated the room ages ago. The people left were the original members of the Devilbats with the 3 girls of the Repears and Azrael.

"Really?" Mamori said smiling sheepishly. She raised her right hand and weaved a series of hand signs. She smirked at the girl who looked so confused at what she was doing.

Hiruma's eyes turned into saucers as he non elegantly stood abruptly throwing off the girl straddling his lap. He coughed uncontrollably as if he had choked on his own spit.

Well fuck. And damn, that was evil. Anezaki Mamori just used the sign language they made and signed 'Fuck me. Hard.' and for once his mind can't control the natural reaction of his body. If that wasn't the hottest seduction he yet encountered he don't know what is. His inner turmoil was cut off when he heard a groan near on his feet.

"Aww Youichi! Why did you threw me?!" Maki whined as she got up while dusting her rear. Hiruma just looked at her as she once again clung into his arm and glared daggers at Mamori.

"Well as you can't decipher the code used by the Devilbats to win the Christmas Bowl I can't appoint you as the Manager of our team. But you can be Maya's assistant if you want to." Mamori offered as she pointed at Maya.

"And why would I be under anyone? And who are you anyway?!" Maki spat as she pointed a finger at her. Looking at Hiruma as if asking for him to back her up.

"Oh, my bad. My name's Anezaki Mamori..." she noted Maki stiffen immediately after she mentioned her name.

"...and I'm listed as Xien's Coach but that's just for papers, I merely help with their plays. And you can choose to take the position or not, but outsiders are not allowed here in the clubhouse so-"

"I'll join!" Maki cut her off immediately. "I'll be the assistant manager!"

"...okay." Mamori shrugged as she took a glance at Azrael. She can see he was quite amused at the proceeding of this afternoon, she sighed. He grinned and winked at her.

She smiled softly and looked at the general direction of the people in the clubhouse. The exchange made Hiruma had the urge to roll his eyes.

She started to gather her things as she waved a hand, "Dismissed."

Mamori made her way out when somebody snatched her things away from her and a hand rested on the top of her head.

"Mou, L." he just chuckled as she whined as he messed with her hair.

Hiruma stifled a growl at the back of his throat as he watched them disappear out the door when felt a hand snaked on his waist. He looked at the girl who was currently snuggling his sleeved arm. He sighed, fucking troublesome.