Hoshi no Tengoku (Star of Heaven)

Prolouge

Sena greatfully tugged off his helmet and brushed a hand through his sweat soaked hair. The entire stadium was going crazy, screaming and celebrating. The underdog team, Deimon Devil Bats, had actually made it to and won the Christmas Bowl.

Of course the spectator's enthusiasm didn't hold a candle to the team itself. Kurita was flat out sobbing with joy, crushing any available person into a hug or swinging them around. Komosubi and the Huh Huh Brothers were in some argument about strength, but they seemed to only be joking this time around.

Monta was flashing his "victory" pose for Mamori and the cameras, while said manager was smiling and being encouraging. Yukimitsu, with Cereberous biting at his leg, had joined Suzuna and her brother as they both worked the cheerleaders up into a frenzy. And he could see Musashi sliping out the back way to avoid the crowd a drunken Doburoku in tow.

With a start, Sena noticed that there wasn't any gunfire. After all the time he spent with the blonde demon, it was rather unnerving not to hear some kind of explosion after a game. He frantically looked around for his boyfriend, panic (for whatever he was planning) and fear (for the man's health) quickly rising by the second.

The brunette squeaked when someone grabbed him just above his elbow, and turned to find the one he'd been looking for. Hiruma was already back in street clothes his equipment and arsenal nowhere to be seen.

"Sena... can I speak with you for a moment?" He seemed nervous and aggitated, wintergreen eyes not staying on a particular object for long.

He didn't give Sena a chance to reply before starting to pull him away from the video cameras and overbearing crowds. The shorter boy followed, confused and even more worried. Hiruma never acted like this... Once Hiruma was satisfied that they were well hidden from prying eyes, he turned to his lover and offered a humourless smile.

"Hiruma-san...?" The blonde grimaced, even after all the time they had been a couple, the pipsqueak was still calling him that.

Sena watched as the other looked away and began to pace, wondering what it was that had him so worked up. Sena was brought out of his daze as he noticed that Hiruma was suddenly shorter, and belatedly realized that the man was down on one knee in front of him.

The blonde grasped Sena's left hand and gently kissed the back of it, "Aishiteru. Aishiteru, itsumo. Kobayakawa Sena, will you grant me the honor of being forever by my side?" Raising serious eyes to his mate, he finished, "Will you marry me?"

Sena didn't even realize that he had passed out until he woke up several hours later. And naturally, the thing to rouse him back into consciousness was an argument between Hiruma and Mamori. They two were trying to be discreet, and failing miserably, so as not to disturb Sena.

"I appreciate you helping me get Sena home, but I can handle it from here and I'm sure you have better things to do..."

"I'm comfortable right where I am."

"Why is it so important to you anyway?"

"Why is that any of your business?"

"Well, there's no point in having both of us here."

"Then why don't you leave?"

"So you can bully Sena into something? I think not."

"Oh, you mean while he's unconscious?"

"There are plenty of other things you could do him when he's in this state." Click. Swish. Sena decided to interrupt when they both pulled out weapons.

"A-ano..." Both of their heads snapped around to focus on him and Sena felt his own neck hurt in sympathy. "Mamori-neechan, it's alright, I need to talk with Hiruma-san."

"But..."

"It's important." Sena smiled apologetically.

"And private." Hiruma growled. The brunette looked pained before shaking his head.

"Please, Mamori-neesan." She looked between the two, before sighing and getting to her feet.

"Alright. But if he does anything, let me know Sena." She glared at Hiruma one last time before taking her leave.

Sena got his feet as well, noticing that he was now in his pajamas. Quirking an eyebrow at Hiruma, the other just looked away sullenly. Apparently the blonde hadn't been the one to change him. Snickering to himself he walked out onto the balcony to get some fresh air.

It was a beautiful night, clear skies and a crescent moon. He needed to clear his head for a moment and try to think rationally.

"About earlier. I was serious when I asked you that."

"W-wakkata." Sena blushed and nodded, he knew Hiruma was serious about this, he just didn't know why. "Demo, why would you ask me to marry you? I mean, you'll be going off to college next fall and you'll probably meet someone who's better than me while your there..." The boy was cut off when Hiruma pulled him into a hug.

"That's exactly why, Chibi. We won't be going to the same school anymore and I don't want you to start liking some other guy. I already know that your the only partner I'll ever want, and I need to know if you feel the same."

"Hiruma..." Sena snuggled into the embrace, breathing in the scent of his lover. "I..."

"I know I should have asked this first, but I want you to move in with me. There's an apartment I've put a price on downtown. It's an equal distance between Deimon High and Deimon University..."

"Youichi-kun." Hiruma stopped dead and gawked down at his lover.

"W-what? Sena, omae..." He'd never heard the boy use his first name.

"It's only proper to call your inazuke by his first name." The brunette smiled. "I'd love to marry you, Yoichi-kun."

To Be Continued

Yeah, it's mean to cut it off there, but I have deadlines and schoolwork. I'll be back to this fic soon, so don't worry about updates, After this Fri. I'll have till the middle of January to write fanfiction. I'll also come back and fic grammer/spelling errors.

That's Mamori's mop. God knows where she kept it... Don't look at me, it's a mystery only anime women know.