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believe it or not, i got the idea while watching barbie spy squad

spy!au
fem!readerxtsukishima
WARNINGS: implied daiyui because i am daiyui trash tbh. but also daisuga and kurodai but u kno... life...

Kuroo let out a low whistle as you tumbled through the air from platform to platform. You dodged obstacle after obstacle, all with the litheness of a panther. You landed soundlessly in front of Ukai and bowed.

"How'd I do?" you asked, to which Ukai raised an eyebrow at. He looked behind him to find Kuroo, Bokuto, and Tsukishima wide-eyed and speechless. "I think you already know how you did, but just for the sake of hearing it, I think you did pretty well, judging by the look on their faces."

Bokuto and Kuroo snickered. "Tsukki, you're gonna catch flies if your mouth stays open," the grey-haired male said. Tsukishima scowled in reply.

You walked in front of the boys. "I'd like to see how well you boys do, but it's time for my lunch break." You smirked. "Try not to catch up to me too much, you might hurt yourselves." With that, you gave them a wave and made your way out.

"Oh, (last name), I sure hate to see you go, but I do love to watch you leave," Kuroo mused, while all three boys' eyes trailed your retreating figure. "Spandex suits are truly a gift from the gods, eh Tsukki? Don't think we didn't see you looking," Bokuto teased. The blond clicked his tongue in annoyance, but flushed inwardly, not wanting to own up to checking you out. The two older males chuckled loudly, but were interrupted by Ukai clearing his throat.

"I don't suppose you want me to increase the difficulty, boys?" He held the control panel, his hand hovering over the difficulty levels. "No, sir," the three boys said obediently.

"Yui, you have no idea how hard it is to be in the same squad with Kuroo, Bokuto, and Tsukishima," you grumbled, sliding into your seat and taking a bite of your apple. Michimiya rolled her eyes. "It's really not your fault you're the only one at their skill level. They happen to be the best in the agency, and you're part of them." You shrugged. "I guess it's an honor and all, but still. They've been at it longer than I have."

"You sure? I think you're hiding something, (first name)," Yui teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. You cocked your head in confusion. "I don't get it," you confessed.

"What I'm saying is, you're alone with three men with looks worthy of Ancient Greek sculptures, and none of them have caught your eye?"

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flamed up. "Yui!" you gasped. "This is all strictly professional," you whispered, trying to make sure nobody heard. You looked around warily. The brunette laughed. "Then don't make it professional, (first name)! Go on, tell me. Is it Kuroo? His hair is intriguing. Don't even get me started on his gorgeous torso. Ooh, maybe it's Bokuto? Those biceps and quads, oh my. His butt isn't half bad either," Michimiya babbled on shamelessly.

"Or is it Tsukishima?"

Upon seeing an immediate reaction from you, the brunette's face lit up. "I wouldn't blame you, I guess. It was only a matter of time until you finally took an interest in someone from your squad. It didn't take me long to admit to liking Daichi," she admitted.

"It didn't take her long to confess either."

Both of your heads turned to be greeted by Daichi, holding his own tray of food. "Apologies for interrupting. (last name), you've been called up to the office, along with the rest of your squad." You groaned, biting off the last of your apple. "Look on the bright side, (first name)! Maybe you'll get lucky." Michimiya winked. You scowled. "Professional, Yui. Remember that." Michimiya laughed and waved you off.

You shook your head and made your way to the elevator. Light footsteps joined you in sync, stepping into the elevator with you. You looked up to see Kuroo, in all his spandex-wearing glory. You looked back on what Michimiya had said and silently agreed that his torso was gorgeous.

"(last name), great job back there in the training simulation. You definitely gave us a run for our money. You even got a certain perpetually uninterested blond fired up." The tall male winked at you and lightly elbowed your side. You scoffed. "Thanks, Kuroo. And I'm flattered that you think Tsukki has even paid attention to me, of all people." The elevator dinged, signaling the arrival at your floor. You walked ahead of Kuroo, leaving him behind to shake his head. "If you only knew, (last name). If you only knew."

You entered the office, only to find that Bokuto and Tsukishima had already been there before you and Kuroo had arrived. You nodded in acknowledgment, and got Bokuto waving enthusiastically in reply. You took your place next to Tsukishima and waited patiently for your orders.

Kiyoko emerged from a side door, looking pristine and immaculate in a classic blouse and pencil skirt combo. "You're wondering why I've called you up," she assumed. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and tapped a few things on her tablet. Immediately the screen behind her lit up and displayed something that resembled dirt. Tsukishima raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"I take it, Agent Tsukishima, you know what this is?"

"I've come across it a few times while doing research," the blond admitted. You, Kuroo and Bokuto, still clueless, looked at Tsukishima. Kiyoko nodded, then began tapping at her tablet again. The display expanded to show accompanying information to the previously shown item.

"It's an Ornithomimus fossil," Kiyoko began. "It's one of the three discovered; however, it's the only fossil open for public viewing."

You could hear Bokuto murmuring to Kuroo, "Bro, what are fossils again?"

"Fossils, Agent Bokuto, are the preserved remains of living things," Kiyoko interjected. Bokuto flushed and turned his attention back to her.

"The National Museum of Prehistory is hosting an invitations-only gala, and that fossil is one of the main attractions. Our sources say the notorious thief, Daisho Suguru, will be present." Kuroo seethed at the mere thought of Daisho. "Miss Kiyoko, if you will, I'd like to be on the field for this one. Daisho and I have some... unfinished business left over from high school."

"Agent Kuroo, I am assigning you and Agent Bokuto to stay at HQ and supervise the whole mission. I must remind you that personal relations are better personal, and not to be brought in the workplace." Kuroo crossed his arms over his chest and huffed childishly, but nodded nonetheless.

Kiyoko turned to you and Tsukishima. "Agent (last name), Agent Tsukishima, I'm relying on you to catch Daisho. Go undercover. He's stolen numerous precious artifacts; it would be against his previous deeds to not steal the fossil." Beside you, Tsukishima nodded.

"Miss Kiyoko, you said it was an invitations-only gala. How are we going to enter?" you asked. Kiyoko showed off a rare smirk. "You of all people should be aware of my wide web of connections, Agent (last name). Now get to wardrobe, and after receiving your disguises, proceed to the weaponry. Agents Bokuto and Kuroo, stay behind for further instructions. Dismissed."

Wordlessly, Tsukishima turned on his heel and headed towards the elevator. You brisk-walked behind him, trying to catch up. The doors closed behind you. He pressed the button for the third floor, and leaned against the cold elevator wall.

"So," you started, trying to make conversation. You two were supposed to work together as a team, so you might as well act like a teammate. "I haven't heard much about Daisho. What do you know about him?" Tsukishima cast an uninterested glance towards you.

"Small, wispy build. Brunet. Quick on his feet. And, according to Kuroo, he's a 'royal reptilian pain in the ass', because apparently he resembles a snake," Tsukishima described. You laughed, shaking your head. "Guess we'll have to outsmart him tonight, then."

The doors opened, revealing a hallway lined with doors on either side. The blond led the way, stopping at a door labeled with a hanger. He pushed the door open, and you saw clothes as far as the eye could see. The little girl in you leaped at the chance to play dress-up, but your professional side suppressed the need to gush over every gown you saw.

Tsukishima stood silently as you neared a mountain of clothes. You tentatively picked one out, only to be greeted by a perky blonde. "Agent (last name)! You're here!" she squealed. You laughed; you enjoyed undercover missions mostly for the disguises, and Yachi was always more than happy to supply you with them. She pushed the costumes out of her way, emerging from the mound of cloth. "Ah, Agent Tsukishima is here too. Miss Kiyoko has already informed me of your mission. Stay there, I'll retrieve your disguises." She hurriedly ran off.

Not a minute passed, and she reappeared, holding what seemed like her weight in clothes. You rushed to grab some of the articles threatening to fall. She muttered a meek 'thank you'. She set the clothes down in front of her, dusting herself off. She held up a gown in her left arm and a tuxedo in her right.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm following the dress code. These are already tailored to your measurements. You don't have time to try them on, so go on now, the weaponry awaits." Yachi uncharacteristically shoved the garments into your arms, then showed you out the door.

The both of you entered the weaponry, carefully dodging the projectile balls of plasma from guns gone wild. You made your way to Yamaguchi, who sat in the middle of all the clutter. Tsukishima cleared his throat to get the young inventor's attention. Yamaguchi jumped.

"Tsukki- I mean, Agent Tsukishima! Agent (last name)! You're here quick." Tsukishima nodded. "We've only got a few more hours to prepare, Yamaguchi," the blond reminded him. Yamaguchi nodded erratically. "Oh, yes, yes, it must have slipped my mind! Wait here, wait here."

The freckled male emerged from seemingly nowhere with a tray of advanced weapons. He set the tray in front of the two of you. "Lipstick taser, compact mirror powder bombs, glasses equipped with hidden cameras, you know, the works." You pocketed some of the weapons while Tsukishima took the others.

"You guys might like this one: an expandable gun. It can easily fit a pocket or a clutch, but since we're against killing people, it merely stuns the victim for a few hours." The blond raised his eyebrows, examining the gun before keeping it in his pocket. You took your own gun, thanking Yamaguchi.

"Miss Kiyoko has arranged for a limousine to pick you up at Agent (last name)'s place, seven o' clock sharp. Good luck, agents." Yamaguchi returned to tinkering with his prototypes, leaving no choice but to leave.

Standing outside the weaponry door, you turned to Tsukishima. "I guess I'll see you at seven, then?" Tsukishima grunted affirmation, not sparing you a glance, then walked away.

"Okay," you muttered to yourself. "Pretty cold, but I'll get him to warm up soon. Maybe." You sighed, mentally preparing yourself for what could be the hardest mission you had ever undergone, not because of the target, but because of your partner.

Description
believe it or not, i got the idea while watching barbie spy squad

spy!au
fem!readerxtsukishima
WARNINGS: implied daiyui because i am daiyui trash tbh. but also daisuga and kurodai but u kno... life...

Kuroo let out a low whistle as you tumbled through the air from platform to platform. You dodged obstacle after obstacle, all with the litheness of a panther. You landed soundlessly in front of Ukai and bowed.

"How'd I do?" you asked, to which Ukai raised an eyebrow at. He looked behind him to find Kuroo, Bokuto, and Tsukishima wide-eyed and speechless. "I think you already know how you did, but just for the sake of hearing it, I think you did pretty well, judging by the look on their faces."

Bokuto and Kuroo snickered. "Tsukki, you're gonna catch flies if your mouth stays open," the grey-haired male said. Tsukishima scowled in reply.

You walked in front of the boys. "I'd like to see how well you boys do, but it's time for my lunch break." You smirked. "Try not to catch up to me too much, you might hurt yourselves." With that, you gave them a wave and made your way out.

"Oh, (last name), I sure hate to see you go, but I do love to watch you leave," Kuroo mused, while all three boys' eyes trailed your retreating figure. "Spandex suits are truly a gift from the gods, eh Tsukki? Don't think we didn't see you looking," Bokuto teased. The blond clicked his tongue in annoyance, but flushed inwardly, not wanting to own up to checking you out. The two older males chuckled loudly, but were interrupted by Ukai clearing his throat.

"I don't suppose you want me to increase the difficulty, boys?" He held the control panel, his hand hovering over the difficulty levels. "No, sir," the three boys said obediently.

"Yui, you have no idea how hard it is to be in the same squad with Kuroo, Bokuto, and Tsukishima," you grumbled, sliding into your seat and taking a bite of your apple. Michimiya rolled her eyes. "It's really not your fault you're the only one at their skill level. They happen to be the best in the agency, and you're part of them." You shrugged. "I guess it's an honor and all, but still. They've been at it longer than I have."

"You sure? I think you're hiding something, (first name)," Yui teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. You cocked your head in confusion. "I don't get it," you confessed.

"What I'm saying is, you're alone with three men with looks worthy of Ancient Greek sculptures, and none of them have caught your eye?"

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flamed up. "Yui!" you gasped. "This is all strictly professional," you whispered, trying to make sure nobody heard. You looked around warily. The brunette laughed. "Then don't make it professional, (first name)! Go on, tell me. Is it Kuroo? His hair is intriguing. Don't even get me started on his gorgeous torso. Ooh, maybe it's Bokuto? Those biceps and quads, oh my. His butt isn't half bad either," Michimiya babbled on shamelessly.

"Or is it Tsukishima?"

Upon seeing an immediate reaction from you, the brunette's face lit up. "I wouldn't blame you, I guess. It was only a matter of time until you finally took an interest in someone from your squad. It didn't take me long to admit to liking Daichi," she admitted.

"It didn't take her long to confess either."

Both of your heads turned to be greeted by Daichi, holding his own tray of food. "Apologies for interrupting. (last name), you've been called up to the office, along with the rest of your squad." You groaned, biting off the last of your apple. "Look on the bright side, (first name)! Maybe you'll get lucky." Michimiya winked. You scowled. "Professional, Yui. Remember that." Michimiya laughed and waved you off.

You shook your head and made your way to the elevator. Light footsteps joined you in sync, stepping into the elevator with you. You looked up to see Kuroo, in all his spandex-wearing glory. You looked back on what Michimiya had said and silently agreed that his torso was gorgeous.

"(last name), great job back there in the training simulation. You definitely gave us a run for our money. You even got a certain perpetually uninterested blond fired up." The tall male winked at you and lightly elbowed your side. You scoffed. "Thanks, Kuroo. And I'm flattered that you think Tsukki has even paid attention to me, of all people." The elevator dinged, signaling the arrival at your floor. You walked ahead of Kuroo, leaving him behind to shake his head. "If you only knew, (last name). If you only knew."

You entered the office, only to find that Bokuto and Tsukishima had already been there before you and Kuroo had arrived. You nodded in acknowledgment, and got Bokuto waving enthusiastically in reply. You took your place next to Tsukishima and waited patiently for your orders.

Kiyoko emerged from a side door, looking pristine and immaculate in a classic blouse and pencil skirt combo. "You're wondering why I've called you up," she assumed. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and tapped a few things on her tablet. Immediately the screen behind her lit up and displayed something that resembled dirt. Tsukishima raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"I take it, Agent Tsukishima, you know what this is?"

"I've come across it a few times while doing research," the blond admitted. You, Kuroo and Bokuto, still clueless, looked at Tsukishima. Kiyoko nodded, then began tapping at her tablet again. The display expanded to show accompanying information to the previously shown item.

"It's an Ornithomimus fossil," Kiyoko began. "It's one of the three discovered; however, it's the only fossil open for public viewing."

You could hear Bokuto murmuring to Kuroo, "Bro, what are fossils again?"

"Fossils, Agent Bokuto, are the preserved remains of living things," Kiyoko interjected. Bokuto flushed and turned his attention back to her.

"The National Museum of Prehistory is hosting an invitations-only gala, and that fossil is one of the main attractions. Our sources say the notorious thief, Daisho Suguru, will be present." Kuroo seethed at the mere thought of Daisho. "Miss Kiyoko, if you will, I'd like to be on the field for this one. Daisho and I have some... unfinished business left over from high school."

"Agent Kuroo, I am assigning you and Agent Bokuto to stay at HQ and supervise the whole mission. I must remind you that personal relations are better personal, and not to be brought in the workplace." Kuroo crossed his arms over his chest and huffed childishly, but nodded nonetheless.

Kiyoko turned to you and Tsukishima. "Agent (last name), Agent Tsukishima, I'm relying on you to catch Daisho. Go undercover. He's stolen numerous precious artifacts; it would be against his previous deeds to not steal the fossil." Beside you, Tsukishima nodded.

"Miss Kiyoko, you said it was an invitations-only gala. How are we going to enter?" you asked. Kiyoko showed off a rare smirk. "You of all people should be aware of my wide web of connections, Agent (last name). Now get to wardrobe, and after receiving your disguises, proceed to the weaponry. Agents Bokuto and Kuroo, stay behind for further instructions. Dismissed."

Wordlessly, Tsukishima turned on his heel and headed towards the elevator. You brisk-walked behind him, trying to catch up. The doors closed behind you. He pressed the button for the third floor, and leaned against the cold elevator wall.

"So," you started, trying to make conversation. You two were supposed to work together as a team, so you might as well act like a teammate. "I haven't heard much about Daisho. What do you know about him?" Tsukishima cast an uninterested glance towards you.

"Small, wispy build. Brunet. Quick on his feet. And, according to Kuroo, he's a 'royal reptilian pain in the ass', because apparently he resembles a snake," Tsukishima described. You laughed, shaking your head. "Guess we'll have to outsmart him tonight, then."

The doors opened, revealing a hallway lined with doors on either side. The blond led the way, stopping at a door labeled with a hanger. He pushed the door open, and you saw clothes as far as the eye could see. The little girl in you leaped at the chance to play dress-up, but your professional side suppressed the need to gush over every gown you saw.

Tsukishima stood silently as you neared a mountain of clothes. You tentatively picked one out, only to be greeted by a perky blonde. "Agent (last name)! You're here!" she squealed. You laughed; you enjoyed undercover missions mostly for the disguises, and Yachi was always more than happy to supply you with them. She pushed the costumes out of her way, emerging from the mound of cloth. "Ah, Agent Tsukishima is here too. Miss Kiyoko has already informed me of your mission. Stay there, I'll retrieve your disguises." She hurriedly ran off.

Not a minute passed, and she reappeared, holding what seemed like her weight in clothes. You rushed to grab some of the articles threatening to fall. She muttered a meek 'thank you'. She set the clothes down in front of her, dusting herself off. She held up a gown in her left arm and a tuxedo in her right.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm following the dress code. These are already tailored to your measurements. You don't have time to try them on, so go on now, the weaponry awaits." Yachi uncharacteristically shoved the garments into your arms, then showed you out the door.

The both of you entered the weaponry, carefully dodging the projectile balls of plasma from guns gone wild. You made your way to Yamaguchi, who sat in the middle of all the clutter. Tsukishima cleared his throat to get the young inventor's attention. Yamaguchi jumped.

"Tsukki- I mean, Agent Tsukishima! Agent (last name)! You're here quick." Tsukishima nodded. "We've only got a few more hours to prepare, Yamaguchi," the blond reminded him. Yamaguchi nodded erratically. "Oh, yes, yes, it must have slipped my mind! Wait here, wait here."

The freckled male emerged from seemingly nowhere with a tray of advanced weapons. He set the tray in front of the two of you. "Lipstick taser, compact mirror powder bombs, glasses equipped with hidden cameras, you know, the works." You pocketed some of the weapons while Tsukishima took the others.

"You guys might like this one: an expandable gun. It can easily fit a pocket or a clutch, but since we're against killing people, it merely stuns the victim for a few hours." The blond raised his eyebrows, examining the gun before keeping it in his pocket. You took your own gun, thanking Yamaguchi.

"Miss Kiyoko has arranged for a limousine to pick you up at Agent (last name)'s place, seven o' clock sharp. Good luck, agents." Yamaguchi returned to tinkering with his prototypes, leaving no choice but to leave.

Standing outside the weaponry door, you turned to Tsukishima. "I guess I'll see you at seven, then?" Tsukishima grunted affirmation, not sparing you a glance, then walked away.

"Okay," you muttered to yourself. "Pretty cold, but I'll get him to warm up soon. Maybe." You sighed, mentally preparing yourself for what could be the hardest mission you had ever undergone, not because of the target, but because of your partner.