I know I shouldn't make another fic during the making of another, but I just felt this had to be written down before I forgot it. Plus, my other fic may never end...

I'll continue my other fic if I get any other reviews, or I'm not in this writer's block rut...gotta hate it.

Aside from my current fic, I really need to work on my upcoming fic, and a one shot I'm writing.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but some of the plot (which should be obvious to pick out any I don't own) and my own character(s).


"Terminal 2 Flight to Tokyo Japan is boarding," the intercom echoed through the whole airport. I clutch my bag, and walk up to the gate. This wasn't my first time on a trip alone, but it was my first time on ap lane altogether.

She just took my ticket, and just pointed to a direction telling me, "Just down that way, please watch your step and have a safe trip."

I whisper softly before walking past her to board the plane, "Thank you"


It was after school practice, but I needed to leave early to get to the airport early and pick up my cousin. The only problem about this, was asking permission and leaving without anyone finding out. The last thing I needed was my upperclassmen to be there and scare my cousin, or my cousin scare them, whichever comes.

"Captain," I hide my eyes under my cap, he was already outside, there goes for avoiding everyone, "I have to leave early today."

"Why?" Tezuka's voice was deep, and he only looked down at me. He gaze was a bit intimidating, but I stayed as stoic as he was, if that was possible.

"I…" everyone was listening, "Need to pick up my cousin from the airport."

Before Tezuka could speak, Kikumaru jumped onto me and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Road trip!"

Oishi tried to calm Seigaku's acrobat, "Eiji, we have no business there. We should just continue with practice…"

"Saa, it sounds fun," Seigaku's Genuis seemed to be a bit more accepting of the idea than the others would have thought, but it was something he do.

Tezuka only sighed, and was forced into approving the idea when even Coach Ryuuzaki let her curiosity get better of her.

How troublesome…


I walk out of the plane and out into the open with my suitcases. I stretch, then look for some place to sit and rest for a bit. I was feeling tired, maybe this was what jet lag was. I'll just rest and wait to see if my family can find me, if not I'll get up and look for them after awhile.

"Uwah," I sit back on the bench, "This is so boring…"

"Who is that boy?" I can hear a woman whisper to a friend, they were probably both waiting for a friend or something, "Is he lost?"

I just stared at her and watched, her friend whispered back, "He's a bit cute…how old is he?"

They weren't that old, but they certainly were not young, or at least my definition of young. I sigh I look over to the side, toward the escalators.

It wasn't the first time this happened; I had short black layered hair, it was dyed so it had hints of a dark shade of blond. My clothes didn't help either. Today I wore some frayed, as it was designed, grey skinny jeans, black converse, a white T-shirt, and a black decorated (it had one of those skull animals on the back, and ears on the hood, I added the single sliver hoop earring to the left ear) hoodie. I had a plain white beanie (matching the white shirt shown through my half open hoodie) over my head, and I had bangs that covered my eyes, it was styled to look like some boy band members somewhere.


Looking around, my family and I looked for our beloved cousin, while my upperclassmen just stood behind us waiting.

"Geez, Echizen," Momo complained, "Where's your cousin?"

"I don't know," I just shrugged and popped a piece of gum into my mouth.

"What a family," Momo rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.


I sigh, I didn't know what to do now; the two women had approached me when I was about to leave, and now here I am, being flirted with.

"So," the wavy haired one was playing with her hair, "What're you doing here?"

"I'm going to meet with family…so I kinda gotta go…" my left eye twitched, how awkward.

"Oh come on," the bob haired one grabbed my arm when I was turned around walking, "Just a date, it won't hurt!"

"I really have to go…"

"Can we come with you? I wouldn't dare have you leave and never come back without a number!" The wavy haired woman clung onto my other free arm.

"Do I have much a choice now?" I sigh, how troublesome and embarrassing…


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