"Sir, it seems your tactic with the owl and lion worked. Kuroo Tetsurou is sending him away. Shall we send the snake to retrieve him?" a man with short pink hair asked over the phone, his eyes on the tablet sitting on his lap that displayed the image of two young men, both with variations of white hair.

"I suppose. I just wish that Iwaizumi brat had done his mission right. I don't like wasting my assets on petty threats like Tetsurou, Hanamaki," an annoyed man grunted back.

"You forget, sir, that he liberated six of your assets on two separate occasions. He's not exactly petty, especially if you needed-"

"Hanamaki, whose side are you on?"

The pink haired man groaned, "yours. The Aoba Johsai's."

"Good. Now how is our spy doing down in Karasuno?"

"Doing as fine as ever, though I wonder why you're putting so much blind faith in him."

"He'll do as he's told. He has his motivations."

Hanamaki rolled his eyes, "yes sir. Anyways, what do you want me to do about our new recruits? They seem anxious to get a piece of Kageyama. It seems they cared a lot about Iwaizumi, poor things."

"I don't care. Keep them on standby. I won't have them ruin my plans."

"Yes sir."

Despite what Kuroo had said, the news hadn't forgotten about Kageyama. His face was still on the news, only this time with a bounty over it.

"Wow, they really want you in prison," Kuroo mused as he dug casually through his closet, much to the young teen's horror.

"I'll be in a police car the moment I step outside your apartment building and then they'll arrest Kenma too as an accessory, you dumbass!"

When Kageyama pointed to the blonde, he just moved away and pulled his PSP out of his pants pocket. He was dressed for school, but they all knew he wasn't going.

"No you won't. I got you a disguise," smiling as wide as his now bruised face would allow, he held up a black and grey pullover and a hat that read 'Hollywood' with a pair of sunglasses sitting on the bill.

Kageyama couldn't help the twitch in his eye even as he put it on and was forced out the door with Kenma by Kuroo.

"Now the bus will be by shortly and don't lose each other. Call the moment you get to your first stop. If I don't answer…," when he began to peter off, Kenma pocketed his game and gave Kuroo a loose hug, as during the previous night it was discovered that he had severely damaged his ribs.

"…Please stay safe, Kuroo… You don't have to take on the world alone…"

Before Kuroo could give any sort of response, the bus rolled up to the curb and the two had to board. He ended up just waving them off with a sad look in his eyes.

The bus was moderately empty with only a couple of young people who appeared as if they were late for work and a bickering tourist elderly couple. The two ended up sitting in the back away from the commotion.

"According to the map, we ride until we get to Saitama, where we hop onto a train to get to Utsunomiya, and then it's an hour walk to the- um…"

"Ushijima farm," Kenma sighed, pulling his PSP back out.

"I wonder how many cows live there," Kageyama joked. Kenma, however, wasn't paying attention to him anymore. His full attention rested on his game. While he knew it was mean, Kageyama kind of wished the battery would die as he began to look around the bus. No one stared at him like they recognized who he was, or if they did, they didn't show it. The elderly couple just fought about what to see in Saitama first, while the last of the late workers got off with a low groan. It seemed no one else was going to get on at the stop until an almost sickly pale man with swooping dark green hair garbed in a large black parka hopped on. He had an unnerving smile on his face that made his eyes look extremely narrow to the point where no color showed past his eyelashes as he paid for his ticket. Even the elderly couple stopped their complaining to stare at the guy as he seemed to slither down the aisle.

"Ugh, the youth of today," the woman muttered to her husband as he passed. The man didn't seem bothered at all by her words as he sat down right in front of Kageyama.

The man's smile only seemed to grow the more Kageyama tried to look everywhere but the man, which became almost near impossible when he opened his eyes to reveal a pair of neon- green reptilian eyes. Wherever he turned, they were there taunting him.

Eventually he just gave up trying to avoid the man's stare and began to stare down at Kenma's game. From what he could tell, he was fighting an oversized underwater electrical serpent with a mediocre looking sword. He almost found it ironic with the snake-like man sitting before him.

Watching Kenma only worked for a collective of five minutes as the snake boy regained his attention when he began to lick his lips. It wasn't that he found it sexy or anything; Kageyama was more annoyed when something on the man's tongue reflected off the sunlight pouring into the bus, hitting him in the face. He expected the man to have a piercing on his tongue, but not of a silver and turquoise leaf. It took all of Kageyama's power to not sputter and flee with Kenma as he knew that would have been more suspicious than a guy with a ski mask in a bank.

"Like what you see?"

Kageyama jumped at the man's sudden question, "w-what?"

"I see you're shy cutie~," the man's voice certainly matched his appearance. He spoke with a lisp that put quite the emphasis on each 's' in his sentence, making it sound like he was constantly hissing.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. A lot."

Kageyama could tell the elderly couple was as appalled as him as they moved down a couple more seats closer to the exit.

"Umm, no, I'm fine," he tried to be as polite as humanly possible, all the while trying to nudge Kenma to get him to put his game down and help him.

"Oh, you're no fun," the man's eyes narrowed again as he stood, "but I'll have you know I can't take no for an answer."

He shed his thick parka to reveal pale green scales that coated his exposed skin under a navy t-shirt.

It wasn't until screaming filled the bus that Kenma looked up from his game, startled and confused by what he saw until the man seized Kageyama by the collar of his pullover.

"You see this could have all been easy, but you- Augh!" with a hiss of pain, he dropped Kageyama in favor of clutching at his face.

He didn't know what had just happened until Kenma just muttered something about pepper spray as he rose to his feet. By this point, the bus had stopped and the two fled before the snake man had the chance to give chase.

Luckily for them, the bus hadn't been that far off from Saitama before they ran off it and they were able to make it on time for the train to Utsunomiya.

"Too much running…," Kenma whined as he ended up leaning up against Kageyama once they secured a seat by the exit.

"Yeah…," Kageyama had to agree. He liked to run, but with the minimal amount of sleep he had over the last few days and the small bit of food he had in the morning, he was running on fumes.

"I think Kuroo packed us some fo…," he paused, painfully realizing that in their haste to escape from the man on the bus, they had forgotten their bags. He didn't need to say anything to Kenma about it as his face was already scrunched up in realization as well.

"…My PSP charger was in that bag…"

"I don't think that matters right now, dumbass…," Kageyama didn't have the energy to sound annoyed, his words just came out as passive as he too began to lean against Kenma, allowing his eyes to begin to droop, relaxing at soft scent of the blonde's apple shampoo.

"That guy wanted you," Kenma suddenly spoke, waking the raven haired teen.

"Y-yeah, he had one of those Aoba Johsai pins you told me about."

"I didn't see it…"

"On his tongue," he could feel Kenma's shiver of disgust, "our stop isn't for another few hours. I'm gonna try and sleep. Wake me if you want to sleep. I don't want us to miss our stop."

Kenma just nodded as he whipped out his PSP, the last sound Kageyama heard before he passed out being the death cry of the serpent creature in the blonde's game.