Authors Note: There is no third year of extra curricular actives for Deimon, that hasn't changed in this story. And because this is their third year, there will be references to events in the past that may or may not be explained (for example: Musashi always looks somewhat mortified at the mention of cheerleaders that aren't Suzuna, no one actually explains why). Also, this had originally been posted on my LiveJournal back in December, but I decided to post it here (around the time of graduation) for everyone else here to see as well. It's a three part one shot. I hope you all will like!

Rating: T for language and mentions of using tasers on cheerleaders.

Summary: Musashi found himself suddenly throwing a graduation party; this was especially funny because he hadn't been planning on even going to one…. Inspired by the awesome art of nuakiire (see the link on my profile).

Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21, so do not sue me for it.

Pairings: HiruMamo, light SenaSuzu, several OC pairings (ShinOC, KuritaOC,

MontaOC, SakurabaraOC, etc.), and a bizarre KidTetsuma.

Warnings: We'll have Otawara and Mizumachi in the same room, there's going to be a lack of clothing at some point.

The Last Hurrah

There was something endlessly amusing about the idea of Musashi putting on a party, Hiruma decided. The old man apparently had been commissioned to fix up some large, well-to-do restaurant that was on the top of a skyscraper in downtown Tokyo. The owners had been so thrilled with the job Musashi did, they let him use the place for a private party.

Of course, Musashi hadn't even been planning to throw a party.

But since it was almost graduation, Musashi decided, why the heck not, let's throw a graduation party in one of the most expensive restaurants in Japan. The ex-kicker had been fairly smart about it too, immediately requesting the help of the three most organized people he knew: Hiruma Youichi, Anezaki Mamori, and Yukimitsu Manabu. The one arguably smart thing Musashi chose to do was involve Kurita Ryokan (who was not known for his smarts).

It didn't surprise Hiruma that Kurita had been invited to help, the five of them were all pretty good friends all things considered. Hiruma's friendship with Kurita and Musashi had started in middle school (in fact they went to the same high school so they could continue to be together). Mamori and Yukimitsu had joined the three in their second year of high school as members of the American Football Club. The American Football Club was a very tight-knit group; that part of it hadn't dissolved amongst the third years even though they were no longer apart of it.

Now the five were sitting in Musashi's home (which was a very well-built building, thank you very much). Mamori had pulled out a notebook and a pen, ready to write anything that needed writing. Kurita had brought a menu from the restaurant (apparently he'd had all the food on it and could make recommendations). Yukimitsu had a list of all the tuxedo rentals in town (since this was going to a formal affair). Musashi had brought a calendar and a list of phone numbers various people associated with the restaurant. Hiruma had his laptop ready in case they needed internet access or in case Hiruma needed something to busy himself with so that he didn't make too many snarky comments.

"I have no idea where to start." Musashi announced calmly, he'd never thrown a party before in his life.

"This is a graduation party, right?" Mamori waited for Musashi to nod before continuing, "so why don't we start with a guest list?"

"Mmm! Yeah, we'll need to know how many people we're feeding and renting for." Yukimitsu agreed.

"Fucking mother, you're in charge of that list." Hiruma announced. Mamori rolled her eyes, having given up on trying to keep Hiruma from calling her names a long time ago.

"Let's start with the five of us!" Kurita suggested. Mamori nodded and wrote down five names.

"We should invite the rest of the team too…." Yukimitsu suggested. Everyone in the room nodded in agreement.

"No faculty." Hiruma warned Mamori before she could open her mouth. "The fucking faculty won't go to any party I'm at, so there's no point in inviting them."

"They have a good reason to not want to." Musashi pointed out casually. "Is there anyone else from Deimon we want to invite?"

"Oh! Sara and Ako!" Mamori quickly wrote down the names of her two long-time friends.

"…We're going to need more girls if they're coming." Hiruma pointed out after a few seconds. The last time Sara and Ako went to a party with Mamori that included mostly boys from the football team, things had turned rather ugly (by that we mean that Hiruma had walked away needing another Threat Notebook).

"We could invite Suzuna and the cheerleaders…." Mamori suggested. Musashi simply gave her a mortified look at the mention of the word cheerleaders.

"Still not over that old man?" Hiruma smirked, amused. Musashi chose not to say anything and instead glared at his friend.

"I'm sure Hiruma can lend you a taser…." Yukimitsu assured his friend.

"Ke ke ke!" Hiruma couldn't help but to cackle at Musashi's expense. Musashi simply glared at his friend again.

"I'm sure we can find some other girls to invite." Mamori interrupted quickly before Hiruma could make the situation worse.

"This is coming from the person who suggested the cheerleaders in the first place! Ke ke ke!" Hiruma laughed.

"You're horrible!" Mamori snapped at Hiruma, who was still too busy laughing.

"…Why don't we say that everyone should bring a date?" Yukimitsu suggested, trying to salvage the situation before brooms and guns were pulled out.

"That's a good idea." Kurita agreed.

"What if one of the girlfriends is a cheerleader?" Musashi whispered, looking fearful.

"Here's a fucking taser." Hiruma, who was now a little more somber when looking at how truly terrified his friend was, pulled a taser out of his pocket and tossed it to his friend.

Musashi simply stared at the taser in his hand for a moment, then nodded and pocketed it.

"Oh! We should invite Rikkun!" Mamori wrote down her childhood friend's name before anyone could protest.

"Oh! We should invite Ikkyu, Taka, Tetsuma, and Sakuraba!" Yukimitsu remarked. "For Monta." He added quickly.

"Then we have to invite Kid." Hiruma pointed out. "Tetsuma wouldn't come if Kid's not coming."

"Does Kid even have someone to bring as a date?" Musashi wondered.

"He can bring his locomotive wide receiver as fucking date, problem solved." Hiruma smirked, earning a glare from Mamori and a sweatdrop from everyone else.

"Why don't we invite Akaba to DJ for us?" Kurita tried to change the topic.

"Then we'll have to invite his obnoxious kicking friend…." Hiruma rolled his eyes.

"You're just being sour because Koutarou can actually dance." Mamori teased Hiruma.

"The fucking pad was fucking broken!" Hiruma hissed. Two months ago, Hiruma had lost a Dance Dance Revolution battle to Koutarou and was very unhappy about it.

"Lets invite Mizumachi and Kakei." Kurita suggested.

"And fucking four eyes, his pet monster, and that dumbass you're so fond of fatty." Hiruma suggested. Mamori sighed and wrote down 'Takami, Shin, Otawara', knowing exactly who those nicknames refereed too.

"You could be nicer about this, Hiruma." Mamori sighed, knowing that Hiruma wasn't going to listen.

"What would be the fun in that?" Hiruma gave her a feral grin.

"We might as well invite Marco and Gaou," Musashi pointed out, "and make sure to have a lot of red meat available."

"Oh! We should invite the team managers too!" Mamori wrote down a few more names.

After about 15 more minutes they had a complete list of people.

"I'll take care of invitations." Mamori announced quickly, making sure that Hiruma wouldn't be inviting people (it turned out very badly the last time that happened).

"Musashi, why don't you call the restaurant and give them a rough estimate for the amount of people we'll be having?" Yukimitsu suggested, Musashi nodded, agreeing. The ex-kicker got up and went to go make the call.

"I'll take care of the tuxedos." Hiruma smirked, pulling out his infamous Threat Notebook. "And set up a discount for the dresses." No one made any move to stop him.

"I'll set up a menu and song list with Kurita and Akaba." Yukimitsu decided.

"They want to know the date!" Musashi called from the kitchen.

"Pick one! This is your fucking party!" Hiruma called back.

Musashi returned a few minutes later and announced the date of their graduation party.

-End part 1-

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