Jealousy

Chapter 6: A First

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Chapter 6: A First

Mamori saw a grand bouquet of flowers when she entered the limo. She knew it was for her, but Hiruma did not say a word. Ako and Sarah seemed to be mute as well. Once the car door was shut, everyone was silent.

Ako and Sarah sat far from Hiruma. But Mamori needed to sit close to him else she knew his mood would grow even darker. Whatever is making him like this, she wished he would spare her just this once. Today is her birthday after all. But looking at him, it didn't seem possible. She had to do something.

"Is the bouquet for me?" Mamori asked sweetly as she linked an arm with his. "Thank you," she said close to Hiruma's ear and kissed him on the cheek.

"No. It's for the fucking driver. He's gonna give it to his wife," Hiruma said it with an expression saying 'are you an idiot?' But his heart was racing quickly. Yes, even with just a peck on the cheek and her breath warm against his earlobe. Even after all this time, Mamori still worked on him like magic. Not that Hiruma would ever admit it.

Ako and Sarah sweat-dropped. They exchanged glances with Mamori. Sweet-talk won't work.

Mamori swallowed a sigh. Acting all sweet and clingy would only make him think that she really did something she should be sorry about. She mentally face-palmed. Why is this person her boyfriend again?

Hiruma had eyed Mamori and the bouquet. It was a mixture of her favorite flowers. Obviously it was for her. Mamori felt like an idiot for even asking. But she had to break the silence. She felt his muscles contract though, at her breath on his ear. But as usual, he has a poker-face on. She pouted and thought of another topic. Then she realized something important. "Youichi! Why are you already here in Tokyo? Your game in China was just a few hours ago."

Ako and Sarah looked at each other. That's right. Hiruma's team had a friendly match with China today. Hiruma's team had been in "friendly" matches in seven different countries for more than a month. But the games had all been intense; like they were actually fighting in the world cup.

"How did it go? You won right?" Mamori continued when Hiruma just ignored her. Then she bit her lips when she realized that she just revealed she didn't watch it. She was taking her exams. But she could have checked the results right after or during the breaks. And she didn't.

"We lost," Hiruma said in a low bitter voice. 'She did not even know the results. She was never like this.' He knew she had been very busy today, but Mamori had had days which were more hectic than this. But she still knew the result of the game the instant it was out. She had always checked no matter what.

Ako and Sarah gawked at quarterback. They had heard the result of the game before meeting up with Mamori. They had assumed that their friend already knew.

"No, that can't be." Mamori felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on her. 'Is that the reason why he's like this?' She knew that Hiruma's team was stronger than their opponent. She was so sure there was a higher probability they would win.

"What? Can't take it that you're boyfriend is just a loser?" she heard him say. Mamori blinked and eyed him. He seemed distant even though he's right beside her.

"No. Of course not. You're not a loser. And I wouldn't mind if you're one," she replied.

"Ho, women always say that you know. But when the real thing hits, I wonder where you'll be?" Hiruma said without looking at her. "We won, by the way."

Mamori gasped. "You -" she wasn't able to continue. Hiruma was testing her. She looked at Ako and Sarah. They both bowed their heads in apology. They just couldn't find the right timing to cut in.

"Gomen, Mamo-kaasan. We thought you already knew. We we're about to congratulate you a while ago after giving the gifts," Ako explained. Sarah wanted to add that they were disturbed when the other man came, but she shut her mouth.

The way Hiruma looked at Mamori seemed to say, 'See. Even your friends knew. How come you didn't?' Mamori unconsciously held his arm tight with both of hers. "Youichi, I . . ." She trailed off.

Should she apologize? If she explained why she didn't know, it would seem like she was making excuses. She also knew that he had her schedule memorized so he already knew she was very busy today. But then again, she's always busy. And this wasn't the first time she had been this busy. There were busier days, but no matter what, she always looked forward about the results of the game.

If she could not watch, Mamori always made sure to send a congratulatory message right after the game if he wins or some encouraging words of love if he had lost. This was the first time she failed to do so, so why is he being petty? Knowing Hiruma for years, she knew he's not the type to dwell on things he considered irrelevant. It's either he's overthinking things or there is something more. She had to think harder of what he's really up to.

Hiruma's eyes narrowed when he saw the expression on Mamori's face. She's trying to figure out what's up so she'd know what's the proper action to take. To heck with proper. She always looked at him with those blue eyes that seemed to pierce through his very soul. She had always been good at reading him. Why does she have to think so hard now?

"Tch. Whatever." Hiruma made it clear that he did not need to hear her excuses. "Loosen your arms or I'll fuck you in this damn car," he looked down to her breasts that were pressed against his left arm. It's unfair that she's distracting him with her body. He had already made up his mind not to forgive her easily.

Still, they haven't seen each other for quite a while and it's taking all of Hiruma's self-control to not make the driver drop them off in the nearest hotel so he could finally have her all to himself.

Mamori blushed and she instantly unclasped her arms. She glanced at her friends apologetically for her man's foul language. "Where are we heading to?" she decided to run away for now and divert the conversation.

"Nowhere. Choose where you want to go. I'm not the birthday celebrant," Hiruma answered with a poker face. He still seemed a bit distant but not as cold as a while ago. And he had wrapped his left arm around her shoulder. He chose to spare her for the meantime. She kissed him on the cheek. He knew it was a thank you.