The next morning, I'm settling into my usual spot before class, when Leona comes in. She still looks a bit tired. “Seiko, I'm sorry about yesterday,” she sighs as she takes my desk seat. “I went too far, so I'm not in my best form today.”

By that, does she mean she isn't going to have as much power today? After using so much yesterday? “Come on, let me check you,” she sighs, standing with a lot less strength in her posture than normal. But, how is she going to-

Grabbing my hands, Leona lifts and easily pins me against the window. It's not as hard as the other time without her powers, but I still can't resist her at all like I am now. “Struggle,” she grunts tiredly.

“L-l-le-” I stammer, whole face flushed and hot, with every eye in the room locking straight onto us. Everyone is watching! Oblivious to the audience, Leona leans in, and I struggle against her grip as commanded. I probably would even if she didn't tell me to, in a situation like this.

It's futile, of course. She doesn't need her powers at all to keep me locked in place against the thick glass window. When she releases me with a sigh, I want to cry. All that training, and it meant nothing...

Leona falls back into her seat with a dejected groan, and I finally manage to peel my eyes off everyone around us to see her cradling her head in her hands. “This is bad, I'm sorry Seiko. You have a lot of energy to burn by the end of school.”

“...That bad?”

She doesn't spare me. “You're going to have to exert yourself every chance you get.”

“Wonderful...”

“Don't worry, I'm sure you'll manage...” Amari tries to cheer me up with a little smile. We all sit there for a little longer, before Leona groans and gets back up.

“Well, guess we should get started.”

“W-wait, now?” I stammer, before she grabs me again, pushing me back to pin me against the top of Ken's desk this time, Jen sliding out of the way in a hurry.

“W-w-wait! Leona!” I cry out. Why like this?! As I'm fighting against her grip, a voice comes from behind.

“What are you two doing?” It's Dolan, our homeroom teacher. He came in while I was flailing in panic, and is looking us over, exasperated. “You aren't bullying this boy, are you?”

“No, Seiko needs physical exertion,” Leona responds flatly.

“And why is that?” His eyebrow is visibly twitching with irritation.

“That's confidential.” Unbelievably, that's enough for the teacher to leave us alone?! It doesn't stop the whole rest of the class from staring dumbfounded at us though. Still, with the teacher calling the class to order, Leona releases me, and I quickly evacuate the seat so Gon can sit down, and return to my own.

After first period homeroom, Leona immediately pins me again, while I flail and cry out, to the laughter of our classmates.

Why is it like this?!

After I thankfully talk some sense into her, she decides to have me run up and down the stairs at the end of the hall. Unfortunately, after she checks me again, that's no good. Apparently it specifically requires me to try exerting a lot of force, so cardio isn't helpful.

Which brings us back to---

“Whyyyy??!” I cry, inevitably pinned on my back again after third period, struggling and straining desperately to get out of this compromising position. Even when Leona apologizes, she absolutely refuses to release me.

“Don't worry, Sei, you'll get through this.” After Ken gives me a pat, my friends return, unbelievably, to chatting, as if this is an everyday occurrence. Even my classmates eventually grow accustomed to the sight of me pinned helplessly throughout every break period.

“Oh god, food, I need food...” I groan when lunch arrives. I've been half-dead through every class today and my stomach is screaming at me for all the effort I've already put in. I'm so helpless now, Ken escorts me down to the cafeteria to protect me. I stick close by his side, buying up a ton of food, then return to our classroom so I can stuff my face until I can't eat any more, and spend the remainder of the break passed out on the desk.

By the time we make it to gym, I'm already so worn out, I'm running on fumes. Pretty much everyone in class, the teacher included, watches on with pity in their eyes at this point, as Leona keeps pushing me, until I eventually just collapse completely.

“I'll be taking Seiko to the infirmary now,” she tells the gawking teacher, once again carrying my listless body, right out of the weight room.

“What... happened to Maka-san...?” the doctor asks flatly when we arrive.

“Seiko has been working hard all day to burn off energy, so Seiko's exhausted.” After lying me out on the bed, she strips off my soaking wet clothes, and the doctor lifts my head, slowly giving me water for a little while to rehydrate.

Then Leona climbs on top of me again. “You did a great job today, Seiko,” she praises me, petting my head. “I'll be able to manage today thanks to you.” Then she starts charging up, and the air turns heavy and suffocating. I'm practically delirious when she presses her face to mine and I receive another wave of power.

Thankfully, it's much, much smaller than yesterday. Leona controlled herself a lot better without an interruption, so hopefully, tomorrow won't be so horribly exhausting.

I'm so tired, I wind up drifting off once Leona is done with me. When I wake up, she's sitting there on my bedside, waiting patiently.

“Only about an hour, I'm surprised. You're unexpectedly strong, Seiko.”

“No, I'm not,” I sigh. Not right now. I feel so pathetic...

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Even so, her smile is unexpectedly gentle. “Come on, let's get you cleaned up.” She waves, and when I sit up, I realize the problem. My arms come up around my chest automatically.

“W-where's my bra?” I stammer, turning in place as I do my best to cover my bare chest.

“You probably don't want to wear it right now, it'll eventually cause some nasty chafing.” With those words, she hands it to me from somewhere under the lip of the bed. As soon as it's in my hand, I feel how damp it is. Even though it's made almost entirely of elastic, it's completely soaked through. The same can be said for my gym clothes. Even my school uniform is sweaty and nasty from struggling against Leona in it all day.

“So... what am I supposed to wear...?” deadpan.

“No worries,” the doctor suddenly cuts in, and I look up to see her watching us. That sends my hand I took back my bra with, back to my chest, but she just laughs at me. “It's not like they're very large,” she jokes.

Blushing bright red, I retort, “They're still growing!” Then I clap my hands over my mouth. Did I just say that? Out loud?! I shake my head back and forth. “N-no, I don't mean, I don't- that's not...”

“Hey, I'm teasing, I'm teasing,” the woman says soothingly, coming over to pat my head, “of course you're growing. You look perfectly fine.”

But that's not the point. I don't care about the size of my breasts, I shouldn't even have them!

The doctor drops a uniform in my lap, still sealed in plastic. “Don't worry so much. Here's a spare.” If you're going to keep this up, I suggest you bring an extra change of clothes with you.”

While I'm bowing my head in gratitude and shame, Leona gathers up my other clothing. “Here, put on your gym clothes. The showers are free now. Then you can put on the fresh uniform.

I sigh and go along with it. Even so, slipping into my disgusting, sweaty gym shirt makes my skin crawl. It's somewhat prickly against my skin from the salt in my sweat that started to dry into the fabric. God, I really need to wash this...

My jacket goes over top to keep the ridiculously revealing shirt covered up. Then I pull on my pants, which aren't much better.

“Come on, let's get to the showers, I feel disgusting...” I complain, and we head out. The infirmary is right near the gym, since that's where people get injured most, so it's a quick trip over. After some discussion, Leona enters the girl's shower room ahead of me to ensure it's empty, then pulls me in after her. Again, it would be really bad to meet anyone in the men's shower, and Leona hanging out around there would be too suspicious.

So with her keeping watch nearby, I fling off the nasty gym clothes, tie my hair back with a hair tie, and finally get myself clean with some hot running water and a little soap left in the shower room.

I feel human again...

Keeping things quick, I get back out, rapidly towel off, and rip open the spare uniform from the doctor.

Uhhh, what? Why is this the girl's uniform? Shit! Biting my lip, I look back and forth between it and my discarded gym clothes. Then my bag that has my uniform in it. Cursing to myself, I pull on the girl's top, then grab my pants out of my bag. They're nasty, but not as bad as my gym pants. The girls' uniform skirt is absolutely out of the question. What if someone saw me?!

As soon as the extra clothes are stuffed into my bag, I lean out of the shower room and quietly get Leona's attention. As soon as she sees me, she shows an odd, wavering smile.

“Come on, what else was I supposed to do?! We have to go back to the infirmary!” I can't go back to the dorm like this. After saying as much, we sneak the short distance back, careful not to get spotted.

As soon as we go inside, we stop dead. There's already someone in the infirmary. What do we do?! When the girl turns back and spots me, her lips curl up and she starts laughing.

“Maka-san, what are you wearing?” I don't recognize the girl, but of course she knows me. Her blue ribbon marks her as someone in our grade...

Trying to control my flushed face, I address the doctor. “Doctor, this is a girl's uniform, I can't wear this.”

With a glance to the girl standing between us, she responds, “Do you think I have spare men's uniforms in your size?” Now that she mentions it, even the girls' top she gave me is a bit big...

“W-well, I don't care if it's too big, as long as it's something I can actually wear...”

“Fine, fine, so picky...” she gripes playfully, waving a hand and going over to a cabinet to draw out another plastic-wrapped uniform. She tosses it to me, already turning to the girl who was here before us. “So, Rekka-chan, what was it again?”

While they talk about sleep trouble or something, I move next to one of the rest beds and pull the curtain closed, then quickly change into the new uniform she gave me.

“Ugh, what...?” I mutter as soon as I'm in it. The thing is like... at least ten sizes too big. I feel like I'm wearing curtains or something. The jacket is so long it goes down past my knees. The pants literally don't stay on at all. I have to take my belt and basically just strap the waist to my body. The shirt is falling off both shoulders too. I'm swimming in these clothes.

When I step back out, glaring at the world, the girl, Rekka, breaks out laughing again, and even the other two can't help but grin at my appearance. “I'm tired, I'm going back!” I call out, and tromp out of the room. I try to proceed the same way across campus, but I don't even make it halfway before the energy from my nap runs out. I'm rapidly losing forward momentum when the dorm begins to come into sight.

“Come on, Seiko,” Leona sighs, sweeping up behind me as my pace falls. She picks me up in the usual, embarrassing princess carry, and heads back to the dorm. Despite my protests and though she doesn't seem to be at her best, she carries me right inside, up the stairs, and to my room. She sets me down, and we wave each other goodbye for the day, before I stumble through the door, straight into bed again.

The night ends up being a repeat of yesterday, with me waking up past midnight to actually take care of myself, and thankfully remember to do my homework this time, before climbing back into bed.

As soon as I do, my thoughts trail back over the day, and I'm crying again. Leona is one thing, pinning me like that, but what if it was anyone else? Would I have stood any better chance? And thanks to doctor Belinda, I wore girl clothes! And I got laughed at for it!

Of course I would get laughed at. Who wouldn't laugh at a guy wearing clothes like that...? Dad would disown me on sight... Mom would probably cry...

I'm such a disappointment...

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The rest of the week passes similarly. Leona pinning me, struggling and helpless, every chance she gets to burn off enough energy so that she can check me at the end of the day. I'm constantly tired and all my muscles are sore, and I keep feeling more and more like a small, helpless girl.

Surprisingly though, it feels like I'm actually getting stronger. It makes no difference against Leona, but I'm quickly able to lift heavier weights, a lot like when I first started lifting as a kid. Even weakened like this, I guess I can still get a little stronger...

The days all end with me drenched in sweat, so I take a quick shower in the girls' shower room with Leona watching for trouble, then change into the extra uniform I brought with me, and head back to the dorm to collapse.

Thankfully, I'm burning down enough energy each day, that I outpace how much Leona has to add back. I'm blearily lifting weights on Friday, when Leona checks me again, then tells me to stop.

“Stop?” I ask stupidly. What does that mean again...?

“You've finally burned off a sufficient amount of energy.” She grins just a little. “You only have a little left, so you should stop now.”

“Oh.”

I flop onto my back and pant. I... made it? I don't need to work desperately at every opportunity anymore...?

“Good job, Seiko. You can rest now.” I end up falling asleep right there, out of relief.