[Drabble] The Experiment
Title: The Experiment [Drabble]
Rating: K+
Word Count: 583
Disclaimers: I do not own any of the characters used here. They belong to their respective owners, namely the creators of Eyeshield 21. XD
Notes: So this was written for the HirumaxMamori group in DeviantArt for this month's theme of "Child Play". I really couldn't think of much to write, and this came out a lot sillier and more confusing than I hope it would. I decided to write this based on my own little 'experiment' I did back in Uni as I had to write a report based on Children and the Media. And as Mamori aims to be a Kindergarten Teacher, I thought this idea would suit her perfectly. Erm... enjoy? And let me know if it sucks, cause seriously, this drabble is just weird. XD
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“I can’t believe you actually came to help me,” Mamori laughed as she closed the door. “Are you sure it was all right?”
Hiruma had just changed into his normal clothes and began to pick up one of the drawings left strewn on the floor. “Keh, those fucking kids would need a lot more than to take me down. I’ve faced worst, remember?”
Mamori bit her lip, but grinned all the same. She also began to clear up the room that was literally covered with toys, drawings and paint. Mamori would have to mop that up later. She still had to gather and write all the data she had gained from her little ‘experiment’ with the children for her report on children and their mimicking ability. She had prepared a play with her classmate, together with toys and drawing sessions for her to analyze the children’s reactions after the play. Sadly, her classmate had pulled out last minute for a reason that seemed to only persist that working with certain people can be a pain for Mamori.
In her haste upon realizing she would have to handle 5 very hyperactive kids on her own, she had called Hiruma to help bring one of the videos she had prepared as a backup plan (you can never be too sure) for her report. What she hadn’t expected, though, was Hiruma coming in dressed up in a very familiar rabbit suit, and they both enacted a different play than what she had in mind. The kids loved it and had enjoyed themselves immensely. So the experiment went well enough...
As she continued to clear the room, she picked up one of the drawings and blushed lightly. “I think we may have taken our little ‘play’ a bit too far.”
Hiruma looked over Mamori’s shoulder and grinned maniacally. The drawing had the bunny’s face practically kissing Mamori, with hearts strewn all over it. “Kekeke, the fucking kids don’t let anything out of their sight.”
“You really didn’t need to hold me that tightly anyways,” said Mamori. “The play only required us to do certain poses during our little act to see if kids can pick it up and what they interpret it as.”
“So they saw the fact that I couldn’t take my paws off you and even THEY knew what that fucking means,” he replied.
Mamori glared at him for a moment, and then sighed. “Yes, yes, you’re right. I’m sorry for not noticing anything. But you can’t really blame me, I had been juggling a lot since I joined the American Football club back in Deimon to really notice it...” Mamori’s blush grew deeper.
“Well then, looks like being a fucking kid has its advantages,” said Hiruma as he gave her a toy gun. “If that’s the case, what say we play a little game before I head back?”
“Game?” said Mamori curiously, taking the gun and putting it on the table. “What kind of...?”
“One to make sure you never forget,” he said, putting his arm around her waist and drawing her face closer to his.
Mamori wasn’t sure whether she would like this game. But as she glanced down at another drawn picture of her snuggling up to the rabbit, she decided that maybe the kids really were a lot smarter than they look, even if they only express it through drawings and play. Making a mental note to write about this, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Hiruma’s.
Rating: K+
Word Count: 583
Disclaimers: I do not own any of the characters used here. They belong to their respective owners, namely the creators of Eyeshield 21. XD
Notes: So this was written for the HirumaxMamori group in DeviantArt for this month's theme of "Child Play". I really couldn't think of much to write, and this came out a lot sillier and more confusing than I hope it would. I decided to write this based on my own little 'experiment' I did back in Uni as I had to write a report based on Children and the Media. And as Mamori aims to be a Kindergarten Teacher, I thought this idea would suit her perfectly. Erm... enjoy? And let me know if it sucks, cause seriously, this drabble is just weird. XD
~*~
“I can’t believe you actually came to help me,” Mamori laughed as she closed the door. “Are you sure it was all right?”
Hiruma had just changed into his normal clothes and began to pick up one of the drawings left strewn on the floor. “Keh, those fucking kids would need a lot more than to take me down. I’ve faced worst, remember?”
Mamori bit her lip, but grinned all the same. She also began to clear up the room that was literally covered with toys, drawings and paint. Mamori would have to mop that up later. She still had to gather and write all the data she had gained from her little ‘experiment’ with the children for her report on children and their mimicking ability. She had prepared a play with her classmate, together with toys and drawing sessions for her to analyze the children’s reactions after the play. Sadly, her classmate had pulled out last minute for a reason that seemed to only persist that working with certain people can be a pain for Mamori.
In her haste upon realizing she would have to handle 5 very hyperactive kids on her own, she had called Hiruma to help bring one of the videos she had prepared as a backup plan (you can never be too sure) for her report. What she hadn’t expected, though, was Hiruma coming in dressed up in a very familiar rabbit suit, and they both enacted a different play than what she had in mind. The kids loved it and had enjoyed themselves immensely. So the experiment went well enough...
As she continued to clear the room, she picked up one of the drawings and blushed lightly. “I think we may have taken our little ‘play’ a bit too far.”
Hiruma looked over Mamori’s shoulder and grinned maniacally. The drawing had the bunny’s face practically kissing Mamori, with hearts strewn all over it. “Kekeke, the fucking kids don’t let anything out of their sight.”
“You really didn’t need to hold me that tightly anyways,” said Mamori. “The play only required us to do certain poses during our little act to see if kids can pick it up and what they interpret it as.”
“So they saw the fact that I couldn’t take my paws off you and even THEY knew what that fucking means,” he replied.
Mamori glared at him for a moment, and then sighed. “Yes, yes, you’re right. I’m sorry for not noticing anything. But you can’t really blame me, I had been juggling a lot since I joined the American Football club back in Deimon to really notice it...” Mamori’s blush grew deeper.
“Well then, looks like being a fucking kid has its advantages,” said Hiruma as he gave her a toy gun. “If that’s the case, what say we play a little game before I head back?”
“Game?” said Mamori curiously, taking the gun and putting it on the table. “What kind of...?”
“One to make sure you never forget,” he said, putting his arm around her waist and drawing her face closer to his.
Mamori wasn’t sure whether she would like this game. But as she glanced down at another drawn picture of her snuggling up to the rabbit, she decided that maybe the kids really were a lot smarter than they look, even if they only express it through drawings and play. Making a mental note to write about this, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Hiruma’s.