Mamori felt her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. An unknown number, probably one of Hiruma's many.
"Hello, this is Mamori." She said, putting the phone to her ear. An evil laughter greeted her on the other end of the line. But not a devilish grin. This was more like a low evil chuckle.
"Hey there, Deimon manager." Kongo Agon said. Why was he calling her?
"How did you get my number?" she asked carefully.
"Che, it was on the short trash's cell." He said playfully. He had Sena?!
"What do you want?" she asked, feeling the panic growing inside her. God knows what he might do.
"A date." Was the triumphant reply. A date? Only that?
"Alright, but don't you dare hurt Sena then." She heard him chuckle, then say something in a high pinched voice, she couldn't really make out. Was he mimicking her?
"You've got yourself a deal. And a date." He added. "I'll text you when I'll pick you up." He hung up. Kongo Agon at her house, picking her up. The thought was equally strange to, if Kurita suddenly became as mean as Hiruma. After this she was getting herself a new cell phone and number. Maybe she could buy one of Hiruma. Her phone vibrated again. The same number as before.
I'll pick you up at eight. Look good, I don't want to hang around ugly girls.
Thanks for the short notice. So I have an hour? She thought. She was tempted to dress as horrible up as she could, just to make him angry, but what about Sena? She decided to dress up decent, but definitely nothing too much. A nice shirt and her new jeans.
Luckily her parents were abroad on their anniversary, so she didn't have to ask permission to go out. Ten minutes past eight and Agon finally arrived. When she entered the car, he didn't even apologize. He's probably used to doing as he pleases and therefore doesn't care, she thought.
"You're quite rude, letting a girl wait." She said. He looked at her.
"Aah? I didn't know you cared so much about our date." He said.
"I don't." She looked away from him. "Now where's Sena?" He didn't answer and started the car. After a while it didn't seem like he was going to answer. So she asked again.
"Where is Sena? And what have you done to him?" She looked at him angrily.
"I'll tell you in a minute. Now shut up." He sounded angry, or at least annoyed. So she didn't say anything more.
Agon finally stopped the car in the middle of nowhere. The trip hadn't taken very long, since Agon had kept a regular speed around 80 miles an hour. And due his God Speed Impulse nothing had happened.
The place was a beautiful mountain terrain covered in trees and other vegetations. And below the hill, they stood on, was a clear lake. A very romantic place for a date, if the company didn't consist of a partly mad genius. She turned around and looked at Agon.
"Now where is Sena." She demanded.
"Don't know." He said casually. "At home I guess." What? So this was all a trap? Why had he brought her all the way out here then? She opened her mouth to yell at him, but his eyes made her stop. This guy was terrifying. He was strong like a monster, but instead of just brute force, he was also smart. And that made him even more dangerous. He dialed a number on his phone.
"Yo trash." He said. Mamori tried to make out whom he had called, but Agon called every one trash, he could at least add another name to make it clear to whom he was speaking to. No wait, that habit was occupied by some one equally evil.
"I think I've got something you want." Agon continued. Whom was he speaking to? Sena? Hiruma? "Let's just say, it's a team member." He chuckled and looked at her. "Somehow I think you're lying." Then he hung up.
"Whom did you call?" Mamori asked.
"None of your business, girl." He said and leaned towards the car. For a long while none of them said anything. Even though it was getting late, it was far from cold, it was still in mid August.
"Why are you doing this?" Her voice pierced through the silence. "What are you trying to achieve?"
"I guess you want a serious and sophisticated answer, right?" he said after a while. Mamori nodded. "Well you're not getting one. I did this because I wanted to, to have some fun." He smirked wickedly.
"So you lie and threaten people just for your own fun?" She asked.
"You're not saying anything about a certain piece of trash who's doing it for a living." He said. She didn't answer, even though Hiruma did it to help the team, it was still wrong.
After another while in silence, the sound of an engine could suddenly be heard. But I stopped before they could see it. Then it disappeared in the same direction it had come from. After a short while she could see some one walking towards them. She knew this person. But should she feel relieved or even more worried about Agon's temper? No one could trigger him off more than Hiruma. Who was now walking towards them. His eyes widened when he saw Mamori standing next to Agon.
"She's not a member of the team." The blonde demon said. "She's the fucking manager."
"I know that." The genius replied. "But she still…"
"Good." Hiruma broke him off. "I was starting to think those fucking dreads were make your brain rot." Agon grimaced at the remark. And Hiruma's smile widened. "Oh wait, that's right. Those aren't real anymore, you're…"
"Shut up, trash!" Agon shouted. "Don't make me waste my time breaking your jawbone." Mamori wondered how on earth Hiruma could still be smiling in front of an angry Agon.
"So, what do you want?" Hiruma asked.
"Haven't really thought it out in detail. There is something I want, and you're in the way. And since I can't literally crush you when I'm on Team Japan, I thought of something else."
"Good idea." Hiruma said. "But you've got nothing on me. And what do you want?"
"Make me team captain." He said. "Make me team captain, or else…" he took Mamori's arm and pushed her towards the edge. She looked down in terror. The lake was clear enough to see some of the rocks at the bottom, what if she hit them, if Agon let go?
"Are you fucking insane?" Hiruma said in a strange voice. "That's taking it too far."
"Not really, it won't have many consequences for me; I'm not the constant blackmailing liar." He made a jerking move, which made Mamori scream in horror.
"I don't mind making you captain, but the team won't work without me as the control tower." Hiruma was sounding… desperate?
"You suck at negotiating, trash." Agon made a movement again, and Mamori screamed.
"Fine, you're captain." Hiruma said. "Just let her go." Agon chuckled again. Then he pulled Mamori back to safety and stepped away.
"You ok, fucking manager?" Hiruma asked and helped her on her feet. That was unusual of him. Agon seemed to notice as well. He walked towards them, smiling. Without knowing, Hiruma stepped backwards. Which he shouldn't have, he had been closer to the edge than he had thought, his foot slipped and he fell backwards. And in an unconscious reaction, due his God Speed Impulse, Agon reached out for him, only to be dragged along down with the blonde. As the final link in the chain, Mamori made an unsuccessful attempt to save them both, by grabbing Agon's arm. She too, got dragged down.
Mamori didn't feel her body smash into the rocks at the bottom of the lake. Instead it was small hits that would mostly leave a bruise. She felt so relieved, she almost forgot where she was. But her burning lungs made her reach for the surface. She clung onto the nearest rock above the water surface. She looked around, where were the other two?
Almost as in some kind of trauma from breaking his arm in a match, Hiruma kept both his arms close to his body. He hit the bottom quite gently; at the most, he would receive some scratches. Then he felt a sharp pain on his left shoulder. Had he hit the rocks harder than he had though? He couldn't think anymore than that. Something pushed him in the chest, blowing all the air out of his lungs. He tried to identify it. Was it Agon? He began to swim towards the surface; luckily Agon was being nice and didn't pull him down.
Mamori was clinging to a big rock with a worried look on her face, when he reached the surface. Good thing she seemed unharmed.
"You ok?" he asked swimming towards the rock. She nodded.
"I'm fine; my arm hurts a bit, but nothing more than that. Are you hurt?" she said.
"Not that I know of." He said after looking at his shoulder. Nothing was there. And the pain was gone.
"Where is Agon-san?" She asked looking around.
This was the first time he had ever cursed his God Speed Impulse. Why had he reached out for the trash? Even before he hit the water surface his mind had gone partly numb. Under water he could only feel, and his vision was blurry. And under water was the only place where he was helpless. His God Speed Impulse had no effect here. In this dark horrible mass, all he could was float around like and idiot and feel the increasing burning as his lungs screamed for air. His leg had hit something earlier. Something that didn't feel like a rock. Maybe it was one of the others? He tried look around, but couldn't see clearly as he was under water. Was he just going to drown here? He, the once in a century genius? Fuck.
Even though his lungs had been burning due lack of air. The breath he drew now, strangely hurt. But he was breathing again. He looked at the trash that had dragged him to the surface. Hiruma had a predator's look on his face. He had found Agon's only weakness. He grinned and pulled Agon towards the rock Mamori had been clinging to.
"So the genius really has a weakness." Hiruma grinned. "But I'd never think it would something as trivial as water." His voice as triumphant as it could get. Agon glared at him. Then pushed Hiruma's head underwater and held it down. Hiruma couldn't free himself, nor could he dive further down, since Agon's giant hand had a steel grip on his head. Just before his vision got even more blurry, Agon pulled him back to the surface.
"Tell anyone and I will crush you." Agon hissed. Still smiling, Hiruma nodded.
"But how the fuck do we get out of here?" Hiruma looked around.
"Over there." Mamori pointed to the far end of the lake. "It seems to be most climbable place."
"I'll go and check." Hiruma swam over there. It wasn't really far, but his clothes were making it even harder to swim. It might look at the easiest place to climb, but it was still hard to climb. He tried several times, but didn't get very far. The fucking dreads should be able to climb it.
"Get over here!" he called to the others. "It's definitely possible to climb. For the fucking dreads, that is." Mamori jumped in the water and began to swim towards him. But Agon didn't move.
"What are you doing?" Hiruma shouted. "None of us has the fucking God Speed Impulse, or inhumane strength."
"Incase you haven't noticed, I can't swim, trash! Did the bleaching dry out your brain?" Agon sounded horribly angry.
"Shouldn't that fucking ability of yours make you able to do so in seconds?" The trash might be right. But it wasn't only that Agon couldn't swim. He feared water. This feeling was definitely panic. Not the kind when he was loosing to the trash's team. This was so much more horrible. It was indescribable, but he feared it. Mamori being Mamori noticed.
"Hiruma-kun, I think he has a phobia towards water." She said carefully. He smiled wickedly.
"I thought so." He grinned. "Hey, fucking dreads!" he then shouted. "Need help getting over here?" they could almost hear Agon grinding his teeth.
"Stop that." Mamori gently slapped the back of Hiruma's head. "A phobia is nothing to make fun of."
"I'm not making fun of him." Hiruma said. "I'm simply taking use of my newly gained knowledge."
"By making fun of him." Mamori stated. He shrugged and started looking around for something. "What are you doing, Hiruma-kun?"
"Looking for something to use as rope. Then that fucking dreads can use haul himself over to us." He kept looking around and Mamori started to help. On the rock side, not too far from Agon, were some sorts of vines.
"Hiruma-kun, can't we use those vines over there, to Agon's left." She pointed.
"I'll get them." Hiruma noticed and swam towards them. Mamori couldn't help but to laugh a little bit. It looked actually quite funny, the vines were quite hard to get loose, so he had to climb up a little, and when he got them loose, he of course fell in the water, with Agon just looking at him without helping at all. After tying the vines together, Hiruma gave Agon one end, then he began to swim back to Mamori. But suddenly had to stop three quarters of the way, the vines were too short.
"Let go of your end, fucking dreads." Hiruma shouted.
"Aah? Even if there's a vine in the water, I still can't swim." Agon said in a strange tone, not angry, something else.
"I know it won't clear your phobia, fucking dreads." A loud 'crack' sounded. Agon had broken a piece of the rock. "But I have to hold on to something as you drag yourself over here." Unwillingly Agon let go of the vine. As he reached the side where Mamori was, he felt the exhaustion coming. All the swimming back and forth and his unsuccessful attempts to climb up the wall had almost drained him for energy.
"Are you alright, Hiruma-kun?" Mamori asked worried.
"I'm fine; don't worry about it, fucking manager." He said and took a good grip on a small rock.
"Okay fucking dreads!"He shouted to Agon. "Now jump to reach the vine. "Shouldn't be so hard for something like you. I mean, it's only water."
That fucking trash. He was asking for it. When he got out of here, he would be sure to crush him for good, whether he got away with it or not. He climbed up on the rock. Prepare to die soon, trash. Agon thought as he jumped towards the vine. Even though it was pretty far to jump, he still reached the end of the vine. But as soon as his head got under water, his mind froze. Still holding on to the vine, he sank towards the bottom of the lake.
"That fucking retard." Hiruma cursed. He began pulling the vine towards them. But half way through, Agon had let go of the vine. Cursing, Hiruma dove towards where Agon had let go. Mamori, having the role of the bystander, tied the vine around a small rock, and waited until the two boys returned to the surface. As soon as they did, she was ready to pull them back to her.
"Hiruma-kun, grab the vine!" She shouted. As soon as he did so, she pulled with all her might while clinging to the small rock.
"Good job, fucking manager." Through his exhaustion he still managed to smile one of his demonic smiles. Agon had been silent the entire time; the only noise he had made was coughing. Without speaking, he grabbed the vine and began to climb the rock side. Compared to Hiruma, he had no problem at all climbing it, and he never fell down. Then he threw the vine down.
"You go first." Hiruma said. With a worried look Mamori began to climb. With Agon's help, the climb was amazingly easy, he practically hauled her up. Surprisingly he also helped Hiruma. But as soon as Hiruma was standing on the ground, Agon smashed him against a tree.
"Tell anyone about this and you are dead." He snarled. Hiruma snickered.
"And what are you going to do her? She knows as well." He nodded towards Mamori.
"I know a way or two to manipulate people as well." Agon shrugged. Hiruma grinned, but just as he was to open his mouth to counterattack Agon; a sharp pain shot through his eyes.
"Urgh." He covered his eyes in his hands. The pain was growing every second. Confused, Agon had let go of him, and Hiruma sank to his knees, gasping in pain.
"Hiruma-kun, what's wrong?" Mamori sounded worried. Then the pain suddenly began to decrease.
"I don't know." He panted. "But it's gone now. Don't worry about it." Mamori looked worried at him.
"We should find a place to rest for a while." She then said. Agon shrugged and began to walk. With a final worried glance at Hiruma, Mamori began walking after Agon.
What was that pain? It couldn't be exhaustion, he was one of the founders of Deimon Devil Bats, and he knew what exhaustion was. He stood up and managed to take one step before everything went black and a pain attack came again. This time it wasn't growing, it was constantly the same pain. He was still conscious when he fell to the ground. He could still hear someone talking to him. But it was impossible to focus, the pain was too much.
"Hiruma-kun!" Mamori had heard him fall. He was crouching on the ground, his hands covering his eyes again, obviously in pain. She touched his shoulder and he grabbed her wrist as he exclaimed in pain.
"What's wrong with him?" Agon stood a bit away from them. He looked completely confused.
"I don't l know, but he's in pain. Like earlier when he said his eyes had hurt." She was just as confused as Agon. She had no idea what to do. Hiruma's painful grunting had stopped and was replaced with a low panting.
"It's ok. It's gone now." He said.
"It's not ok." Mamori said. "If it will come back, it's definitely not ok."
"There is nothing really to do, unless you know what's going on and have a cure for it, right?" he said annoyed. "Now let's find a place to stay, I'm exhausted." He stood up, and started walking in the same direction as Agon, with Mamori tailing after him. But knowing his stubbornness she remained a couple of feet behind him.