Anon: Hello! Can I make a request for a Shun Kakei/Kagome drabble where he has a crush on her? Thanks! ~CK

Kagome tried her best not to fidget as she sat uncomfortably across from the handsome, but very intimidating football player, Shun Kakei. She brought the cup of tea Shun more or less forced into her hands up to her lips with a weak smile. All she wanted was to drop off their uniforms and get back to work, but thanks to Hiruma it seemed she was stuck.

Setting the cup down, Kagome once again tried to explain her way out of the room. "I know this looks suspicious and all, but really I'm not a spy. I mean, yes I go to Deimon, but I do work at the uniform shop. You can even call and ask them."

Kakei simply raised an eyebrow causing her to shrink further into herself. It really did sound too unbelievable; especially considering Hiruma was involved. In fact, now that she thought about it, Kagome did find it strange that Hiruma was okay with the team's real secretary finding a part time job…and that the uniform shop Suzuna suggested she apply to hired her so quickly…and that her boss insisted she deliver Kyoshin Poseidon's order without letting her change out of her school uniform first…and…

"Oh my God, he really did plan all of this," Kagome whispered in awe, too impressed with Hiruma's manipulations to even be mad (for now.)

"What was that?"

Kagome froze as she tried to think of something to say. Unfortunately, as was often the case, her mouth sprang into action before her brain could come up with an answer.

"Nothing! Just talking to myself!" she blurted out before instantly wanting to bang her head against the table. Just talking to myself? If he didn't think she was a spy, he definitely thought she was an idiot. Kagome meekly peaked at Kakei and felt hot shame run through her body at the deadpanned look her was giving her.

Deciding she had enough embarrassment for one day, Kagome jumped up and hastily bowed, "I should really get back to work. Bye!" She spun around, intent on escaping with what little dignity she had left, but she was thwarted by a firm grip around her wrist. Mentally, Kagome whined and stomped her feet at total unfairness of life; however like a prisoner walking to the gallows she turned to face her executioner.

Kakei flinched at the pained look the small teen sent him and quickly let go of her arm in embarrassment. Honestly, he had no reason, or rather good reason, to delay her inevitable departure. Still, the football player had to find a way to make her stay a bit longer. Quickly glancing back at her petite figure, pouty lips, and bright blue eyes, Kakei calmed his nerves and tried to think of something to say. When his eyes trailed over to the giant box on the floor next to him, Kakei smiled in triumph.

"I want to take a look at the uniforms before you leave to make sure the order is right." Kakei mentally applauded himself for his quick thinking, but couldn't ignore the sting of rejection when Kagome visibly deflated at his request. His fingers twitched with nervous energy as Kagome flopped back down to the floor and began slicing open the packing tape with a pen. Both teens could only blink silently when the box opened to reveal skin-tight, partially scaled cheerleader uniforms.

Temporarily forgetting her embarrassment and professionalism, Kagome pulled out a uniform and held it up to her body. "Your cheerleaders take this mascot thing really literal," she commented, absentmindedly contouring the piece to her figure. Kakei simply nodded, unable to form words since his brain was too preoccupied imaging Kagome in said uniform.

Realizing he didn't actually respond, Kagome looked up and was taken aback by the intense stare directed towards her. With an awkward laugh and bright red cheeks, Kagome slowly returned the costume back to the box. Well, that was her intention, at least until it was swiftly ripped out of her hands.

"Hey, the new cheerleader uniforms are in! I wonder how they look on?"

Kagome could only gape at the strange, blond male swiftly undressing down to his boxers and attempting to wiggle into the outfit. Kakei glared daggers at his teammate for interrupting them, "Idiot, put your damn clothes back on!"

Kengo whined, "But I wanna see how it looks." Finally realizing they had company, the blond smiled brightly, "Hey! Why don't you try it on? I'm sure Shun would like it."

Kagome shot up, backpack in hand, "Um, sorry. I have to go now. Bye!" Without pausing to hear their reply, she bolted leaving the two males to stare after her. Kengo blinked and looked over to his teammate, "So, I guess you didn't end up asking her out?"

"I am going to murder you."