This chapter contains yaoi (AgataXBossun)...you are warned. Other than that, enjoy reading!
No, you forgot something.
Switch! I'm sorry! I don't own Sket Dance or it's characters! And before you start, italicized sentences is when Sitch thinks or speaks. If you're confused, feel free to say.
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"What did ya just say! Collaborating with the Student Council?" Himeko exclaimed as soon as Bossun returned and explained what happened. "Did you knock your head or something?—" Her sentence died out when she turned to see Bossun with a confused look on his face. Bossun you look like you saw a ghost…" Himeko quickly placed her hand on the boy's forehead. The boy was flushed a bit but it seems he was okay since the temperature wasn't out of the ordinary.
Bossun pushed her hand away. "I'm fine. Besides, a request is a request, even if it's from him."
"This is unlike you, Bossun. What happened to the feud?" Switch typed and still had that unmoving face. He lied. He was actually all for it, wanting another challenge.
"It's fine! We'll just beat them at their own game!" Bossun smirked as that idea perked him up. His energy seemed to also light up the two. "We'll make sure the success of their attraction would be because of us!"
"Roger!"
"Roger!"
"With Sket-dan?" Tsubaki exclaimed.
"Now, now, calm down, Tsubaki-kun. It might turn out to be fun." Mimori commented in her seat.
Daisy was giving out bad vibes but it immediately faded. "I'm fine with it as long as the president orders it."
"Besides maybe the president is planning something interesting." Shinba added.
"Ka ka ka, it's fine! We lack members…and it would be great if Tsubaki and Fujisaki would spend more time together."
"I see!" Tsubaki slid back to his seat. 'The president is really thoughtful.'
"Mimori, have you gotten what I've asked for?" Agata asks and waited for her reply.
She gave a peace sign. "No problem. Since their twins I think it will fit them perfectly!"
Tsubaki had his sight back and forth the president and Mimori. "E-Eh? What is it, president?" He stopped his gesture as Mimori pulled a box from below and placed it on her table.
Standing up, she opened it and revealed two…frilly dresses. "I even made sure you two have matching outfits!"
What is with this development…
The Sket-dan was invited to the Student council room for fitting.
As they entered, Bossun cracked and laughed out loud, choking at times when he tried to talk. "Bwahahaha! It looks good on you Tsubaki!" He had that idiotic expression on his face as he held his stomach and pointed at the funniest thing he saw this day. The others in the room were also laughing, except Switch, who was making a ridiculous laughing sound effect on his computer and Daisy, who just had that poker-face. The other student council members were just chuckling or giggling.
Tsubaki was giving him the death glare but it eased into a smirk. He remembered something good. "Don't worry, Fujisaki." He pulled the said person by the collar and into the small space provided as a dressing room.
By the time they got inside, all sorts of sounds could be heard. Metal clashing, glass breaking, was that barking they just heard?
"Let go! No way! There is NO way I'm going out in THIS!" Bossun struggled but Tsubaki had finally pushed him out the curtain.
Himeko started laughing. HARD. "You look ridiculous, Bossun!"
Switch just continued the laughing sound effect and was that a smile on his face?
"SHUT UP!" He pointed to Tsubaki who was just beside him. "Why do have the exact same dress as him?"
"Everybody loves the twin kink." Shinba encouraged. "And besides you guys look…pffft…okay."
"Shinba-san!" Tsubaki scolded as the guy turned his head to give a small laugh.
"That's it! I'm taking this off!" And then it came to mind. Why were they the only ones doing the fitting?
"Everyone, you're clothes are here." Mimori motioned to the table with beautiful white boxes. "You're names are already on them."
It's true! It's gold printing!
"What is with the wig!" Bossun shrieked as he removed the long wig and threw it on the floor. "You guys just love messing with us, don't you?" He stood up for him and his brother, who couldn't complain because it was the president's idea.
"Just wear it! Do you not have the guts to do it, Fujisaki?" Agata dared. He knew the boy didn't like that. Somehow, he knew how the boy would tick.
"It's just a wig!" Bossun proclaims and puts the long black locks back on.
"I forgot. We need to go the market! We need sponsors for ingredients, accessories, supplies." Shinba notified the group.
"I can easily—"
"Mimorin, it's better to get it on our own!" Shinba quickly suggested before the girl could finish.
"Then, Fujisaki and I'll stay here. I need to discuss something."
The Student Council members just obliged while the three Sket-Dan members were skeptical. Was he going to challenge Bossun again? Not that he was one to back out! The twins removed their get up.
"See ya, Switch, Himeko!"
The two were kind of uneasy leaving their leader with the president. Himeko pulled the boy by his collar. "Don't pick a fight." Himeko whispered to him.
"Well then, let's go, Mom. I'm sure our child will behave himself."
"You're still bringing that act up?" He pointed to Switch as the group left.
Minutes passed and Bossun grew tired of putting up the "be ready to accept another challenge attitude." Why did he stay for anyway? "So, what did you want to talk about?" Bossun got up to the desk and scanned the contents on it as the other just kept looking out the window. He was bored…he should have gone with Himeko and the others.
"Huh? Oh, that was just an excuse." He said never looking away from the scenery outside.
"Hah?"
"Tsubaki mostly does the inspections and daily routes in school. I do it sometimes but I handle most of the paperwork."
'Where did that come from?' Bossun just continued listening but wanted to comment on how he suddenly started a conversation. Oh, he saw him looking at his desk. "You still have a lot to finish…"
"Ka ka ka, it's not a big deal! I finish the paperwork faster than the other Student Council." He lied…he just didn't feel like doing it at the moment.
Bossun sat down on the president's chair. "Then, you don't mind if I do it?" After all, he was bored…he would normally just lie around but he wasn't with Himeko or Switch, so he didn't. He couldn't let Agata be all that. If he wants to beat him, he must be able to do everything the other can. Okay, that may just be his own speculation and pride but it still made him feel better.
"Sure." Agata went to him and explained everything about what he should accept or decline or put on hold. He smirked as the boy learned fast and only needed a minute to understand him.
"Even I can do this!" Bossun clearly told out loud as he signed paper after paper, never forgetting to read it first before doing so, of course. Why did it feel like it was somehow uncomfortable in the room?
The president chuckled at this. "Well, your brother mostly does all the work though." He stood behind his chair, witnessing the things outside. Turning his view back to the working Bossun, he removed all absurdity in himself and the room. "Working hard…"
Bossun somehow took that as an insult. "This is noth—" He was unable to continue writing as the president took hold of his hand. He turned towards the taller male but, Agata had already eased in the space between them in the blink of an eye, a few centimeters separating their faces. The last things he saw were those predatory eyes and proud smile.
…E-e—
"…Then how about something else…" He mumbled before placing a kiss on the other boy's lips.
…Eh….?...
Pushing the taller male away, he quickly placed the back of his palm on his lips. A blush on his face said his expression. He was rewarded with a chuckle that went between joking and ridiculing something. Not liking what just happened, he gave back a glare. "What do you think you're doing?" He stood up and backed away a bit. The glare failed as his face was red and his voice stuttered.
"Adorable." Agata commented, not caring of the wrath forming in front of him. With Bossun's hand still in his own, he gestured it to his lips, grazing soft skin. "I'm not joking."
That seriousness on his face just made Bossun more confused. He didn't want this awkward atmosphere. "What…do you mean?"
"Do you understand?"
Avoiding Agata's eyes, he quickly stood up. "I…I need to go!" He informed, wanting the other to let go of him.
"Where? The others aren't back yet."
"W-Washroom!" He quickly pulled back his hand and rushed out the room.
Going inside the boy's washroom, he sighed. He really didn't need to go to the washroom. He just needed to have someplace to think, because he couldn't in that room with Agata. What was wrong with that guy? Maybe he was playing with him…wanting to see him all confused and messed up. Going to the sink, he removed his cap and goggles and washed his face. He needed to cool down. Looking back up into the mirror, he gave out a yelp as Agata was just suddenly behind him.
"You done?" The tone of his was voice unreadable as he just leaned his back on the wall and faced Bossun directly using the mirror's reflection.
'S-Since when?' He tried his best not to sound or look too shocked or confused, as that would give the other a chance to…to do what exactly? Since a while ago, it's like Agata was making him show weakness…making him off guard. What did he want? "Ah, I just needed to cool off." He grabbed his cap and went to the door. He grabbed the handle and…huh…it wasn't opening. Before he ever had the chance to ask or even turn around, the most likely suspect had caged him to the door…just like last time.
Huskily, Agata whispers to him. "The door has a lock outside and inside. Both have a different key, so you won't be getting out here for a while." For once, he was glad with Mimori's extravagance.
Was it so fun messing with him? "What is your problem?" Bossun forcefully shoved the president away and turned to face him. The president had already grabbed both of his wrists right after. The push had little effect as they were face to face again like a while ago…he could see the other inching closer to him. His eyes had hunger in them…he felt it, it had the same intensity as that time… "L-Let go." He weakly said, the stare pinning him down made him feel frail.
That small voice made Agata back a bit. But, even though he seemingly asked nicely…quite cutely more so for him, he had already told him before… "I won't let you go." He had a nasty personality.
This was...a compromising position…Agata thought. He leaned to the wall farthest from the door. His clothed chest was leaned on by Fujisaki's half bare back, his uniform off and his shirt more than halfway up. His hands dipped inside the unbuckled shorts, grabbing the smaller boy's erection making him gasp.
A hand gave a slow stroke from the base to the tip. Two fingers eased and rubbed the slit. "Haa—S-Stop! Mmh-aahhaah…" His hands went to rest on the other's arms, still trying to push them away but his body was becoming limp as strange sensations travelled throughout his body and his brain.
Agata continued, wanting to hear more and more he heard. His other hand pulled down the frustrating garment. It fell on the floor with the buckle clashing making a sound.
He felt cold on his lower body part, and realized that he was all skin except for his shirt. He reddened in embarrassment. Of all the people, he was doing it this kind of thing with…with…all thoughts were discarded as he was stroked faster, harder…pleasure going through his spine, heat coiled in the pit of his stomach. He threw his head up, leaning more on the taller guy. He left his mouth open reflexively, sounds escaping. He was going to…he wanted to…
Agata loved every minute of it. The boy had stopped struggling and just reacted to every touch…He felt the erection in his hand twitch, and stroked him on a faster pace, while his other hand massaged the sacs. "Come, Yuusuke."
Bossun's eyes widened for second at the sound his name. His body obeyed, as he arched forward. His hips pushed towards the hand, as he screamed his release and white clouded his vision. He fell backwards breathing heavily, his vision blurry and his body limp.
Agata made the half-conscious boy sit as he wiped and put his clothes back on. He would really want to continue but…not yet. He would want his full consent. Even what just happened was a mistake, a mistake he couldn't help making.
"W-Why…" Bossun muttered as he embraced himself after putting his unbuttoned shirt back on. He wanted to stay calm…but the truth was what had happened and there was no way he could stay calm. Normally, what would happen next was…
Reading his thoughts and the scarlet hue in his face, Agata tried to reassure the other. "I won't." He stood up and went for the door. "Hurry, Fujisaki. They'll be back soon." He smirks
"Eh?" He was surprised that the other acted like nothing happened. But what else was he supposed to do? Nothing came to mind and he just found himself following the older teen.
Silence surrounded them until they went back to the student council room. Bossun continued to finish the papers while Agata just gazed outside the window but mostly steals a glance from the other.
Bossun knew he was being stared at…more like it was on purpose so he could notice. Really, the more confusing and awkward their situation was becoming. 'First, the guy was being all competitive…then he became suspicious and sneaky…and then…then…' the mental images of the unexpected rendezvous came flashing back very fast. He was amazed at how he wasn't freaking out like he would usually do. Does that mean he, himself, didn't mind? 'N-No! He is a guy!' Maybe it was just hormones and coincidence coming together…
"Oh, they're back." Agata informs loudly and cheerfully at the sound of footsteps nearing the room. Just in time, he hears Fujisaki put down the pen, showing that he's done with the paperwork. "You know, Fujisaki, you can come back anytime."
Bossun reacted just as soon as the others went inside. "Haah?" He said with a weird tone making the others jump a bit in surprise.
"Kaichou? What's wrong, Fujisaki?" Tsubaki went inside, not wavering…maybe not even able to read the atmosphere of the room. "Kaichou, here are the list of the stores that are willing to help us."
Getting the handout the other gave, Agata reads the list. "It looks good. Thanks, Tsubaki-chan."
Bossun got up, trying not to look flustered. "Switch, Himeko, let's go." He kept walking and went past his two friends as he got out the door.
"Bossun, wait up!" Himeko ran after the raven-haired boy, and so did Switch, not before giving the president a suspicious look.
'Seems like he's on to me.' Agata thought half-heartedly. There was nothing Specs could do anyway. It seems as though he has a chance. Normally, a person would smack the person who attacks them in any way, Bossun didn't, more like, he even showed a cute side.
"Did you have fun?" Mimori asked, making the others look at them.
"Yeah."
Everyone except the two grew curious… 'What happened?'
Ah, I'm done! I know there are a lot of grammar mistakes since I rushed. The anime finally showed the Pixie Garden battle! I'm so happy. Agata is scary but so thrilling!
Anyway, thank you for reading...I'm already thinking of what's gonna happen next chapter but, Ai-kon is around the corner, so I can't concentrate! But I'll do my best. Next up, is my Star Driver fics.
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