The Samezuka car park was abandoned but for one lone teenage girl, rolling and dodging between the teachers cars. Nothing could be heard but the mission impossible theme as she hummed it loudly, rolling swiftly behind a trashcan, clutching the straps of her backpack as the leather stuck to her shoulders.

Quickly, quietly, she darted out of her hiding place and up behind the swimming centre, where a set of stairs led to the balcony around the glass ceiling. Creeping on the tips of her toes, and still humming the mission impossible theme, she perched herself to lie flat on the balcony, procuring a set of high power binoculars from her pack. Whipping out her notebook, she clicked the tip of her pen and shoved the seeing aids to her amber eyes.

A wicked grin snuck onto her face as she observed them.

Oh, heavenly biceps sent from above… she drooled, giggling to herself.

Then she shook her head, "Focus, Kou!" she whispered to herself as she began scrawling down notes in her book, being exceedingly detailed with their training regime. Once that was done, she took notes on their strongest swimmers, drawing dodgy sketches of their forms, trying to perfect their muscles.

It didn't take long for her to realise she was a horrible artist.

She didn't notice the afternoon drawing to an end, so deeply she was immersed in her speculations.

"Gou-kun, fancy seeing you here-"

"AH!" her startled screech sent her shooting up from the ground, flailing her arms about desperately to keep her balance. Spluttering her hair out of her face, she hurriedly attempted to hide the binoculars and notebook behind her back.

Seijuuro raised a brow, "What are you doing up here? It's dangerous."

"Ah! Yes!" she exclaimed, searching desperately for an excuse, "I was just – admiring the view! Yes, I was admiring the view from up here."

"Hn? Of what? My swimming team?" his mocking tone almost made her squeal.

"No! No, no, no, no! Not at all! I wasn't watching you at all!" but her pathetic lies only made him laugh.

"Come now, Gou-kun, you don't have to spy like this! You can watch my practices any time you want – from the ground."

"It's Kou! But thank you, Sei-kun!" she cried bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement before correcting herself, "And I wasn't spying!"

He sighed, shaking his head as he strode forward and snatched the book from behind her back, "Not spying, eh? This doesn't look like not sp- hey, these notes are really good!"

Gou blushed, twisting the tip of her school shoe into the ground, "Er… thanks…?"

"No, really!" the flaming haired teen grinned, eyes alight, "We could use talent like this to our advantage! Hm…" he stroked an imaginary beard, "What do you think about a bit of collaboration, Gou-kun?"

"It's Kou! …Collaboration you say?" she questioned, raising a brow in turn.

The tall teen nodded, "Yes. Your exceptional note taking skills paired with my super spy abilities will form a match no one can meet."

Gou's eyes narrowed, and she placed her hands on her hips, "Your super spy abilities? I don't see you climbing on to the roof of a rival school's swim centre undetected!"

"Oh, you're so young and naïve!" he laughed, slapping at his knee, "Join me and I'll show you how a true super spy operates."

"Hm. So this proposition would be between Samezuka and Iwatobi only, yes?" she ensured.

"Yep," he nodded, "just me and you."

"And we'd be spying on other schools, you say?" her eyes narrowed further.

"Every school in the district," he assured.

"Aha!" she exclaimed finally, "In that case – Captain Mikoshiba Seijuuro, I'll be needing your number."

OOO

"Binoculars?" Seijuuro demanded as they stood outside the mall, frowning down at the list held in his large hand.

"Check!" Gou exclaimed, holding up the high power pair she'd been using earlier.

"Camouflage clothes?" the Captain queried.

"Check!" the girl gestured to their clothing. They'd both taken a shopping trip to gather their necessary spy supplies.

"Camera phone?" he raised a brow as she shoved her hand into his pocket.

"Check!" she cried as she retrieved his phone, grinning.

"Notebook?"

"Check!"

"Emergency snacks?"

"Check!"

"Normal snacks?"

"Check!"

"Extra snacks – Gou-kun, is this really necessa-"

"Check!"

"Ah, uh, where was I? Oh, bandanas?"

"Check!"

"Black zinc?"

"Check!"

"Drawing utensils?"

"Check!"

"Glittery pens – Gou, really-"

"CHECK!"

"Oy vey," the Captain sighed, massaging his temples lightly, "and what about the fake ID's?"

"Yep, they're right here too!" the girl held up the two cards, "According to these you are Okazaki Toshio and I'm Sanohara Atsuko!"

"Right then!" Seijuuro announced, tucking the list into his pocket and snatching his phone back from Gou, "Let's go spy on some swim teams, Gou-kun!"

"Kou! KOU! How hard is it to remember K-O-U?!"

OOO

"Dun-dun, dun-dun! Dun-dun, dun-dun – dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun!" Gou took the backing vocals as the army camouflaged pair crouched behind a bin at a local rival school. Seijuuro nodded, confirming the coast was clear – and the two dashed across the pathway, the Captain displaying ridiculous accuracy in the continuation of the mission impossible theme.

"DEIW DEIW DIEWWWWW, DIEW DIEW DIEWWWW, DEIW DIEW DIEWWWWW DUN-DUN-DUN!"

They dived into the bushes at the edge of the outdoor pools, scurrying to bury themselves in leaves, dirt and other debris. When they were finally settled the Captain smirked at the first year, "Part one: reach access point, complete. Part two: observation in disguise, currently commencing."

"Roger that," Gou whispered, tugging the leather bound notebook out of her equally camouflaged pack.

She pulled out her pen just in time for the team's training to start. Frowning in concentration, she began scribbling out notes on the training plan while Seijuuro sought out their most talented members with the binoculars.

"What do we already know?" Seijuuro asked, peering intently through the device.

"Oga South High School, also known as Oga South," she informed him, still writing furiously, "there's a swimmer here known as the 'whitebait of the Sea of Japan'. He must be identified immediately."

"Ah, a dangerous one, he is," Mikoshiba murmured, stroking his chin, "it's that one! There!" he pointed out a swimmer just heaving himself out of the pool.

Gou snatched away the binoculars and peered at the teen, "Such… beautiful… muscles!"

"Eeeeeeh?" Seijuuro gasped, eyebrows almost at his hairline, "Gou-kun, I never realised you had a fetish for muscles!"

"Sei-kun!" the girl turned to him, scandalised, "Name one girl who doesn't have a fetish for muscles… hmm… glorious pecs, beautiful abs, don't even get me started on biceps…"

"Gou-kun, you're drooling…"

"It's Kou! And I was not drooling!" she defended, face flushing pink.

"Was too!" the Captain shot back, smirking.

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

"Was – oh, hush, they're headed this way!"

The two high school students went silent, waiting on bated breath for the group of swimmers to pass.

"Gee, you're really cramping my style. My professional self has never come that close to being cau – hey!"

With a huff Gou had tugged his green and black bandana over his eyes.

"Hush, and get to work!"