FASH: I've put up some more strange, random fanart in my scraps. There's a Mizu/Sena moment which most definitely will happen once I get to that part (which will take a long while), an Akaba/Sena moment which might happen for amusement purposes, and an Agon/Sena moment that'll happen because if it doesn't I get the feeling I'll have bloodthirsty fans after me. I'll draw some Shin/Sena once I get some inspiration for it. There's a couple more Agon/Sena hints in this chapter, but we're going to get more Juumonji and Hiruma hints in the upcoming chapters during the Death March. Woo.
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Sena nervously stepped inside the clubroom, eyes shifting to the duffle bag Hiruma was holding before moving to Agon.
"Hey Agon-san." He greeted softly and the older boy uncrossed his arms, moving his hands to rest on his hips.
"Is your shoulder feeling better now?" He asked and Sena nodded, about to tell him that it was a bit over the top for him to have called his mother so she could check him out, but Hiruma had already begun informing him of the plan.
"Apparently Kyoshin's got a new recruit and he and one of the other players are real freaks about practice, they'll go on for hours even after their teammates leave. We might as well scout these guys out in case we end up going up against them during the Tokyo Tournament." He explained smoothly as he held up the duffle bag. "Go change into this, then you can leave."
Sena lifted his hand to take the bag, but hesitated.
"Hiruma-san, do you think that maybe I could change after I leave?"
"Why?" Both Hiruma and Agon questioned, then they both sent badly concealed glares towards the other.
"Well, Kotarou-san is still here and years ago when I was forced into my first dress by Julie-neechan, Kotarou-san figured out I was a boy within a minute."
What a fond memory.
"If I go out like this he'll know it's me and then my identity would be compromised." 'And Julie-neechan might find out and then I'll have a lot of explaining to do.'
Hiruma snorted.
"Back then you didn't have a padded bra."
"Back then a girl my age wouldn't have needed a bra." 'I think.'
Agon huffed and re-crossed his arms. "Can we get going, I had to cancel a date to do this tonight."
"Oh, and I'm sure it was very important to you." Hiruma responded sarcastically as he tossed the bag in Sena's direction, the air in the clubhouse thickening with tension and barely restrained murderous intent.
"Just change before you get there fucking shrimp, and don't let anyone but him-" He pointed to Agon roughly. "See you before and after you change. Stick around to watch their practice as long as you deem necessary, but just remember that there will be no mercy if you're late for morning practice tomorrow."
"Right, I'll just get going then..." He swiftly turned around and opened the door but discovered that the way out had been partially blocked by Juumonji.
"You going somewhere?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow and Sena nodded sadly, hefting the duffle bag into the air.
"Scouting trip, joy of joys."
"Right, before you go to do that you might want to ask that kicking guy you seem to know about what Mamori-"
"Actually we're leaving now." Agon said harshly as he walked out of the clubhouse, practically shoving Juumonji aside in order to do so. "And we've got no time to spare."
Juumonji scowled darkly and made a move to follow Agon but Sena quickly tugged at one of his sleeves to keep him back.
"Sorry Juumonji-kun, I'll ask Kotarou-san about what Mamori-neechan told him later, okay?" He said before speeding forwards to catch up with Agon.
"But whatever she said really-" He sighed, Sena had already been able to make it past hearing distance. "Freaked him out."
The journey to Kyoshin was awkwardly silent, the only time it was broken was when Agon told him that they were getting close to the school and he'd need to change soon.
Now that was an experience Sena wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon, they had gone into a fast food place and Sena had to try and decided wether or not he should go into the male or female washroom.
'If someone sees me I either go in a pervert or come out a pervert. Which type of pervert do I want to be?'
"Just change in the guy's one, I'll stand guard to make sure no one else goes in while you're there." Agon muttered and Sena sighed in relief.
Going into a girls' bathroom with Maruko once was enough to last him a lifetime.
After checking to make sure the coast was clear Sena snuck into the bathroom, locked himself in a stall and slowly pulled out the contents of the duffle bag.
'I really don't see why I have to wear stuff like this, with Agon-san around I'm not going to get close enough for anyone to be able to tell if I'm male or female anyways.' He distractedly put the customary cap with hair on as he held up the baby blue tee-shirt and the dark blue jeans.
'On the bright side, it could have been a skirt.'
He slipped out of his uniform and donned the clothing with an ease he wouldn't admit to having, frowning a bit when he realized the jeans were a bit too big around the waist for him.
'I suppose Hiruma-san didn't pack me a belt.' He dug around the duffle bag in search of one futilely. 'I guess I'll just have to adjust them every once in a while then.'
He carefully snuck out of the bathroom, smiling nervously up at Agon who seemed to be warding people away with his mere presence.
"Alright, we're good to go now?" The older boy asked as he glared daggers at the majority of the people in the building.
'And this is where the awkward over protectiveness begins.' "Yeah, I'm as ready as you are." He replied and Agon dutifully began leading Sena over to Kyoshin, now easily visible as the building towered over the others it was surrounded by.
'If Hiruma-san ever needed to do another Tower of Hell and he wasn't able to reserve the Tokyo Tower the second time around he could just use this place.' Sena thought as he stared up at the building in wonder, snapping back to reality when he realized that Agon was ever so calmly walking onto the school grounds.
"Agon-san, get back here!" He demanded lowly and the other boy turned around, frowning.
"What, you need to get in close so you can see them right?"
"I can't get that close with you here, you're too conspicuous."
Agon shuffled back towards him. "Well then, how exactly are you going to get close enough to see them practice, even with binoculars if a concrete wall is in the way you're not going get any information." He said lazily.
"Well, maybe I could climb a tree and-"
"No. No tree climbing is allowed on this expedition." Agon stated and Sena frowned.
"But it wasn't my fault that I fell last time, it was because one of the players threw a ball-"
"Some fucker threw a ball at you?! Who was it? I'll make him eat dirt!"
"Agon-san it wasn't his fault either! I'm pretty sure he wasn't aware that I was-" Sena was cut off as his cell phone began ringing and with a sigh he took hold of it and brought it up to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey Sena, guess what I found out." Juri said playfully from the other end and Sena almost dropped his phone.
'Please, please, please don't let her know about this.'
"What exactly did you find out Julie-neechan?" He asked, trying to sound calm but from the look Agon was giving him he was failing spectacularly.
'Maybe she got a hold of whatever information Mamori-neechan told Kotarou-san?' In that case he could rest easier because although Mamori knew about his scouting trips she didn't know the 'dress code' for them. But still, what could she possibly learn that would cause her to call him up out of the blue like this?
"Well, Kotarou told me that Mamori-chan told him that one of your teammates said you were hit on by a guy!" She said joyously. "Is that true?"
"... Why do you sound so happy about this?"
"Just answer the question!"
"... Yes." He admitted with a sigh and he winced when he heard Juri let out a fangirl-ish squeal and he quickly moved the cell phone away from his ear.
"Sena, who the hell are you talking to?" Agon asked curiously and Sena mouthed 'Julie-neechan' although he was fairly certain that Agon would still have no idea who he was talking about.
"Sena, was that a male voice I heard in the background?" Juri asked deviously. "Is it the guy who hit on you."
Sena stayed silent, cheeks slowly turning red.
"Oh my God! It is isn't it! Sena-"
The brunette swiftly flipped his phone shut and turned it off, Juri would forgive him for hanging up on her someday, he just couldn't put up with anymore of that.
"Alright, so now that your conversation is over with can we get back to figuring out how you're going to spy on this team?"
Sena nodded unenthusiastically, surely this was some sort of omen that the spying wouldn't go well, or maybe he was just being pessimistic.
'But the thing about being pessimistic is: either you're proven right or are pleasantly surprised.'
He desperately hoped he'd be the latter.
They ended up standing right by a fence encompassing Kyoshin, but although it was quiet easy to see the field from there that was merely because Kyoshin was on such a small amount of land.
So sure, Sena really didn't need to use binoculars to spy on them, but if he watched them too closely it would become blatantly obvious what he was doing.
Of course Agon didn't really care about all that. "If they try and give you hell about loitering then I'll give them hell for bothering us."
"Agon-san, that's really not the only problem with this." Sena said as he watched the group of players come back from their lap around the school, recognition dawning in his eyes.
"Oh God, why have you forsaken me?"
Agon scowled darkly. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"
"What, are you God now Agon-san?"
"Of course, didn't you know? That's why I'm always going up against that trash quarterback, clearly he's Satan." Agon said haughtily and Sena held a hand up against his mouth to muffle his laughter, but he quickly recovered.
"Really though, I've met a couple people from this team before, if they do see me loitering around and come up to me what happens if they recognize me?"
"Well, we could always play hooky." Agon suggested lightly and Sena blanched at the thought.
"You mean just leave without gathering any information?" He asked incredulously and Agon shrugged.
"Well yeah, if Hiruma wants information he can just get it himself, it's not like he'd have any trouble with it, besides, you need to have some fun once in a while. All you do is go to school, practice, scout and play, your social life is going to suffer."
"But I can't just abandon the mission, that's too reckless."
"It would do you some good to be a little more reckless." He took hold of Sena's hand and began tugging at it. "Come one, if he gets angry at you for doing this you can just blame me for it."
"But Agon-san, I really don't think we should." Sena pulled back but stumbled when Agon resumed tugging at his wrist.
"Bot your opinion has been over-ruled, now come on." He pulled a bit harder and Sena widened his stance to better brace himself.
"But Agon-san."
"Hey." A new voice cut in from nearby and Sena turned to see Kakei glaring at them from behind the fence.
'Oh no, he's seen us and now he's going to tell us we're disturbing practice and we'll have to leave and then Hiruma-san will be disappointed in me and-'
"Stop harassing the girl."
Sena flushed in embarrassment and Agon let go of his wrist to stare at the taller boy incredulously.
'Oh God, he thinks I'm some sort of helpless girl.'
Well, no point destroying his cover for something like pride, so he did something that he supposed a helpless girls would do in a situation like this.
He ran like the wind, easily ignoring Agon's call of his name and not slowing down until he'd turned onto a side street.
Considering the circumstances he could definitely forgive himself for running away, just this once, but Agon forgiving him would be a whole different matter though.
The older boy turned onto the street, a large frown spread across his lips.
"What the hell did you run off for? You do realize that by doing that instead of sticking around to say it was a misunderstanding you made me seem like some sort of creepy pervert with bad intentions."
Sena's eyebrows rose steadily.
"Which I sometimes am, but only with girls, actual girls."
Sena sighed. "Sorry Agon-san, it just seemed like the thing to do." The older boy snorted. "In any case, I'm not too keen on going back there by myself, since you obviously can't come with me." He said slowly. "So I guess we'll just have to do this some other time."
"Great, so we can go do something less boring now?" Agon asked hopefully and Sena pursed his lips together.
"Do you think that I should go back there and thank him for 'saving' me from you? You know, so I don't seem ungrateful."
Agon scoffed and lifted up his hands to cradle the back of his head. "Why bother? It would be weird if you went right now and by the time we come back again he'll probably have forgotten about this. Not to mention that I don't want you going anywhere near any member of the male population without me there to kick some ass if the need arises, so," He wrapped and arm around Sena's shoulder. "Since we can't go back for anymore spying and you might as well not go back for the very end of practice why don't we go paint the town red?"
"What am I, your backup date for tonight?" Sena quipped lightly and Agon stared down at him from over the frames of his glasses.
"I know I'm irresistible Sena, but I'm afraid I don't swing your way." He stated arrogantly and Sena resisted the strong urge to roll his eyes.
"Whatever, just lead the way oh irresistible one."
Agon would drag him away wether he wanted to go or not, so he might as well be willing.
'I just hope Hiruma-san doesn't kill me when he finds out that I didn't get any info on this team. But then again he should know that with Agon-san around it would be a lot harder for me to collect information.'
Apparently Agon's idea of 'painting the town red' was buying him a can of juice and sitting with him at a park to talk.
'Well, at least he's not doing anything illegal or violent.' And the tension between them had lessened greatly compared to the beginning of this expedition, so he supposed the day hadn't been a complete waste.
"Hey, why do you never come to mine and Unko-chan's school to hang out. You do it with the other kids your mom set you up on play dates with right? Why not with us?"
Sena twiddled his thumbs together nervously. "Well, I wasn't very close to you at first so it was always a bit easier for me to hang out with Takami-niichan or Julie-neechan. Plus you don't practice enough as it is, you don't need any more distractions."
"Aw, that's not fair, it's not like I need practice anyways." Agon boasted and Sena sighed.
"I really wish you would take the game more seriously Agon-san." He murmured before getting up and stretching his arms over his head then carefully adjusting his pants when they slipped down.
"I should get going now, wanna come stand guard for me at another public washroom so I can get out of this outfit?" He tugged at the tee-shirt with a frown and Agon nodded.
"Fine fine, I guess the sooner you get out of that the sooner I can stop murdering all the males around us with my eyes."
With Agon's help he was able to effectively change back into his normal clothes and not be deemed a pervert by any onlookers before making his way home. As soon as he entered the door his mother rushed towards him, frowning a bit when she saw he was the only one who came in.
"Still not bringing those friends of yours over?" She sighed and rested the back of her hand against her forehead dramatically. "You make your poor mother weep Sena, how could you be so cruel?"
Sena kicked off his shoes, fairly unconcerned with his mother's display.
"Oh, and Juri-chan called, she said something about trying to reach you but you had turned your cell phone off, what if it had been an emergency?"
"Trust me mom, what she wanted to talk about wasn't an emergency." He assured her and she crossed her arms.
"If you say so, but you'd better call her back, she seemed oddly energetic about whatever she was calling about."
"Yeah, I'll call her back." He agreed, although he'd much rather do it later, much later, after she'd had some time to calm down. Besides, it's not like it was actually important.
