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Chapter 8:
After exiting from Sena's hospital room, Agon and Hiruma made eye contact and nodded towards the hospital entrance. The two of them walked side by side down the busy streets until they found a secluded area. This so happen to be an empty alleyway in the sketchy part of town. Perfect, thought the both of them. The two of them leaned against the side of the dirty building wall, lost in their own thoughts waiting for the other person to break the silence. After a long time, Hiruma took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and threw the pack to Agon.
"Since when did you smoke?" asked Agon
"Since when did you care" replied Hiruma
"Since second hand smoke is bad for Sena"
"Pff" laughed Hiruma "Boy, the shitty dreadlocks has changed"
"And you don't think you had?"
"I've always been the same. I've been there for him longer than you ever had. I've loved him since the beginning" confessed Hiruma with a smirk
"So what? If the brat doesn't love you back, it's called a one sided love. At most, you'll be a stalker" laughed Agon
"Shut up. It meant I have a stronger chance. And where do you get the audacity to call me a stalker, King of Perverts and Stalkers"
"Don't mean shit if he can't remember. I may be a pervert most of the time, but never a stalker" replied Agon defensively
Hiruma took out his little black book of threats. "Let me see. If I remember correctly, on XX month, XX date, you were caught red-handed by the chibi of all people, stalking him home"
If there was ever a moment for Agon to be embarrassed about or if he understood what embarrassment meant, this would be the time to show it. Unfortunately, either he didn't understand it or his face didn't know how to express it because his face didn't budge a bit from his normal expression. Agon sighed quietly in his mind and thought to himself, Should've known that Hiruma already knew. When it comes to Sena, there is probably nothing he doesn't know. Heck, he probably have cameras or his henchmen/slaves doing 24 hr surveillance on Sena.
Agon looked down at the pack of cigarettes in his hand and took one out to light. As he took a puff, his mind dwelled on the last point. Shit, thought Agon, he probably saw everything that happened that day. Agon glanced over at the figure next to him. Hiruma looked over and his smirk grew into a grin.
"The answer is yes" he continued to grin "I saw and heard everything. Every tiny embarrassing part of it"
I fucking hate him, thought Agon.
*Three-ish months ago*
After his match with Sena, Agon had started to change his habits. He stopped slacking off and devoted all of his time to practice. No more flirting with girls. No more dates. And of course, no more fighting. He was fine with this new arrangement and for a while, he was celibate too. To be clear, this was only after a rough adjustment period. If you asked anybody who knew them, they would all confirm that this was a horrible period of time for Agon as well as a horrid period of time for the Shinryuji Nagas that they will never mentally or emotionally recover from for a long long while. They were plagued by Agon's weird antics and "withdrawal" symptoms and had to suffer alongside him in his quest of finding a concoction or method to lessen his "withdrawal" side effects. They drank bitter and brightly colored cleanses every morning for a month, listened to "calming" tribal music during lunch, and partaken in naked yoga in the evening. To say the least, it was a time in their lives that the Shinryuji Nagas won't forget or so they thought. It was right after Agon adjusted to his new habits that a new set of troubles cropped up.
At first, Agon ignored it thinking it was normal. Everytime he stepped onto the football field, Sena's image and voice would popped up in his mind. Agon thought this was due to his competitive nature and that his fixation on Sena was his brain's way of motivating him. For the most part, it worked. Agon spent more time on the field, practicing and trying to catch the fleeting image of Sena. He slowly got closer to and almost touched the illusionistic figure in front of him. Each time, he failed, he would curse, yell, and throw objects around, but that helped build his motivation to succeed the next time
"Hey, why is Agon cursing and talking to himself again" whispered Ikkyu to the person next to him
"I don't question it. I'm just happy he is not making us suffer with him like before" whispered Gondayu backed
"I kinda liked it" replied Ikkyu glancing over at Usui who was talking with the rest of the team "especially the naked yoga"
"Haha" chuckled Gondayu, "you should ask him out before it's too late"
"You know the way he is, Yabushi-sempai" answered Ikkyu "Every time I muster the strength to ask him out, he barely glanced at me before saying that he don't have the time. He's crazy about football and nothing else"
Gondayu nodded his head. He had seen how obvious Ikkyu's affections for Usui was, and he could've sworn that he saw Usui glancing over at Ikkyu more often than needed, but he didn't know how to make the two of them see it
"Yo, Usui" yelled Agon all of the sudden. He grabbed everyone's attention and the field became silent. Everyone held their breath and froze, not sure what was going on. Agon looked around confused at the reaction of his teammates but shrugged it off.
"You like this shrimp over here" he continued pointing at Ikkyu, "and he likes you back. Either date or fuck each other, but stop glancing at each other like nobody here would notice it. It's distracting and fucking awkward"
Agon turned around and went back to practicing while everyone else was still frozen and reeling from the shock. The Shinryuji Nagas team members glanced back and forth between the blushing couple afraid to look away and miss any of the development.
As the leader of the team, Usui felt that he should take care of his personal business privately. He coughed loudly and gestured to Ikkyu, who had finally snapped out of being dazed, to meet him in the locker room. As the two of them walked away, the rest of the team whispered among themselves and discussed whether or not to eavesdrop. They slowly inched their way to the locker room door, but before they could listen in, Agon chuckled and muttered to himself "If I were in the locker room and others were eavesdropping on my private conversation, I believe I would be so outraged that I would punish everyone. I think the more humiliating the punishment is the better. Maybe I should tell Usui to make everyone dress up and start a maid cafe on the side. It would create extra money and create a sense of discipline among the team"
Agon's muttering wasn't loud, but it was loud enough to cause everyone to jump up and run away. They were lucky to run away, thought Agon because at that moment, loud moans, screams, and other non-PG noises were coming out from the locker room
"God dammit, my stuff is still in there" cried Agon. He looked at the clock and decided to go for a late afternoon nap in one of the empty classrooms.
*A few minutes later*
Agon picked a random classroom and went to sleep. In his dreams, he was in a bustling nightclub with a couple of pretty girls sitting at his table. They were drinking, laughing, and some of the girls got up to dance and move around. Agon was having a good time and looking around at the people in the crowd. He was not looking for anybody that night and was only there to have some fun drinking and maybe when he had drank enough, dance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a drunk girl about to fall down when she was caught by a small figure. Agon narrowed his eyes over his sunglasses to see more clearly who it was. The male figure turned around and Agon was shocked to see Sena chatting with the girl. Sena was dressed casually and the dark atmosphere of the night club made his eyes shine more brightly. Agon could feel his heart beating loudly and his mind telling him to get up and go over to the small running back. He shook his head abruptly to clear away those thoughts and turn his head to look at the girl next to him. Agon was flabbergasted to see that instead of the face he was expecting to see, it was Sena's face. He looked over to the other people at his table and every one of those faces were of Sena. He looked at the people in the night club and they had all transformed. All he could see was Sena's face. He stood up, feeling trapped and wanting to run out for some fresh air when the female figure with Sena's face next to him grabbed him and start shaking him.
"Agon, wake up. Agon, wake up" repeated the figure. Agon opened his eyes and saw the blurry face of Usui.
"You guys finished having sex in the locker room?" asked Agon in his grouchy-why did you wake me up from my nap - tone of voice, acting as if he wasn't relieved to be woken up and away from the hundreds of Senas. A small part of him whispered gently, you knew it was a dream, you know what you want so stop running away. Another deeper and darker part of him whispered back, imagine what you could've done with a hundred Sena, the fun you chickened out of, you giant fucking coward.