A/N: Hello everyone, Nidhi here! This is the first time I'm writing Midorima, so do forgive me if he's a bit OoC! I just wanted to clarify that whenever Sakura and Kizuna are talking to each other, if the entire sentence is in italics, it means they're talking in English. Do leave me your reviews, and I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing this!

'SAKURA! I told you to wake me up two hours before we have to leave for school! I don't want to be late for the first day!' Kizuna got up with a start and screeched at her little sister who brushing her golden hair at the foot of the blanket strewn bed.

'Don't blame me, Zuna! I tried. Thrice. The first time you told me that I'd wish for something as sweet as pain if I kept bothering you, the second time you threw your alarm clock at my head and third you just mumbled.' Sakura sighed as she extended her hand towards her elder sister, who took it as she pulled her up.

'Now get up. We'll be late if you don't get dressed and ready in the next thirty minutes.' Sakura winked at her as she effortlessly switched to Japanese, leaving her British accented English behind.

'That wasn't that bad actually, Kura. Do I still sound foreign?' Kizuna did the same and sighed slightly as her sister shrugged.

Living all their lives in London and suddenly moving back to their Japanese homeland was taking a toll on the sisters as both of them struggled to adapt to the language and culture, but over the summer, they blended in rather well. Speaking it was fairly easy since they had been doing that since they were little kids at home but reading and writing was difficult. Also, their British accented Japanese apparently gave off a foreign feel to it, so they tried their best to sound as local and normal as possible.

'Does this mean I have to call you Onee chan from now?' Sakura giggled and called out to her sister who was rushing into her shower.

'Oh god no, Kura! You've called me Zuna for the past 10 years of your life; I doubt I could stand Kizuna Onee now!' She joked as both the sisters broke into peals of laughter.

'Eat your breakfast soon or I'll shove it down your throat, I swear to god, Kura. I gave you two pieces of toast, just cram it down so we can leave. Eat it quickly or I'm not packing candy with your lunch.'

'No fair! You're skipping yours, so why do I have to eat mine?'

'Unlike the antisocial you, I have friends so Rika's getting me breakfast today. Apparently lots of people have their breakfast in the cafeteria.'

She stuck her tongue out, clearly playing with her sister, who was always popular in her class, the opposite of her elder sibling who could only call two people in her previous class of thirty her friends. However, this summer, Sakura barely ventured out of the house, studying up on Japanese, whereas Kizuna learnt from their neighbor, Rikako. It turned out that both of them were going to the same high school, Shutoku High, and Rikako had promised to show them the way to Sakura's school too.

As Sakura finished her toast, she brushed away the crumbs stuck around her mouth and threw her schoolbag at her. Both of them slung their bag across their shoulders and Kizuna hurriedly stuffed their lunchboxes into their bags as they walked out of the now empty house.

'Saito chaaaaaan! Imouto chaaaan!' Rika waved to them from across the street as the duo skipped happily to her.

'Rika! I told you not to call me by my last name, we're close enough for you to call me Kizuna. And Saito is my dad.'

Rikako smiled and repeated, 'Okay then, Ki chan, Imouto chan, let's go!'

She led them up a path scattered with cherry blossoms as Sakura jumped up and down eagerly as she shrieked, 'That's me!' referring to the fact that cherry blossoms were called sakura.

'Yep, you'll soon be run over by multiple vehicles of varying weights, people will step over you and others will admire the beauty of your mangled body parts that will wither.'

'Zuna's cruel.'

'So is the world.'

'I'm 10, to me the world isn't cruel.'

'Well, I'm 16, and I'm preparing you for it.'

'Zuna's mean.'

'So is life.'

'Aw, sibling love is adorable,' Rika sighed, only to receive weird stares from the duo. 'I wish I had a sister or brother. How fun it'd be to boss them around.'

'Pulling the elder sister card is always fun.' Kizuna agreed and Sakura chirped, 'IT"S UNFAIR!'

Smiling at the arguing siblings, Rika signaled towards the blossom strewn block of buildings they had nearly walked by. 'Alright, imouto, this is where you'll be studying. Shutoku has a middle school branch separate from our high school batch, so this is where we'll leave you. Alright?'

Kizuna kissed her on her forehead and smoothed out her short blonde hair, as she wheeled towards her school.

'If anyone bothers you, or tries bullying you, or gives you a hard time, tell me and I'll make sure they won't be anytime soon!' She shouted out towards her sister who was slowly disappearing in the crowd.

'Zuna! Don't scream things like that, they're embarrassing!'

'Ah, whatever. I'm the only one who gets to boss you around!' Kizuna giggled as Sakura waved before turning around a corner.

Rikako waved too, and once the third grader was out of sight, they walked towards their new school which was rather close by.

'We'll have our opening ceremony, which I can promise will be boring, then we'll get to see which section each of us are in. Hopefully, you, Kazu kun, Mido kun, and I will all be in the same class.

'Who're "Kazu kun" and "Mido kun"?' Kizuna raised an eyebrow as they entered their school compound to receive a lot of glances and stares, mostly due to Kizuna's golden hair and foreign appearance.

'Kazu-kun's my boyfriend, and Mido-kun is his friend. They're practically inseparable since they're on the basketball team together. Mido-kun was a part of the Kiseki no Sedai.' Rikako explained while not so politely staring back and muttering at people who made her best friend feel uncomfortable.

'Shutoku has a miracle?' Kizuna looked fairly impressed as her basketball buff father had always been chirping on and off about a highly talented middle school team that had caught his attention.

'We do! And he might be your type too,' Rika nudged her and Kizuna stared back, having absolutely no interest in finding a boyfriend at the moment.

'Thanks, but no thanks.' Zuna shrugged.

'Oh, there they are!' Rikako turned red and waved to a black haired boy and a tall green haired boy across the school auditorium they had just entered.

The black haired one seemed to be extremely enthusiastic, whereas the other seemed to be rather bored and uninterested.

'I'm guessing the hyper kid on a sugar high's your boyfriend?'

'He is! How'd you know?'

'Ah, he seems like the kind of person you'd fall for.'

He stuck out his hand as he walked over to them. 'Takao Kazunari. You must be Ri chan's friend, Saito san?'

She nodded and shook his hand. 'Kizu- oh wait, you guys do it the other way around, don't ya? Dammit, I always forget. Saito Kizuna. Nice to meet you.' She bit her lip as she realised she switched to English unconsciously.

'American?'

'British.' She corrected, suppressing a smile at how everyone always mixed up her nationality despite the two accents not sounding in any way similar.

'Baka,Takao. It's obvious she's British the way she brushes past the t.'

'Shin chan's so mean,' Kazunari protested. 'I bet you didn't get it either!'

'You must be Midorima Shintarou.' She studied the boy's tall, lean, but visibly strong figure with an impressed look.

'How'd you know?'

'Rika told me there was a Kiseki member here. Figured that with your stats, it's you.'

'Stats?' The emerald eyed player asked with just a hint of curiosity as he adjusted his glasses.

'I can see you spend most of your training building up your arm muscles but at the same time you keep your lean figure to increase speed and agility. Your stamina isn't that bad either, and you're practically an all rounder. Takao's numbers are also extremely high, but yours are on a level of their own. And considering that everyone else here has poor to average physical strength, it's practically obvious it's you. That, and Rika told me.' She kept a serious face as she explained his strengths, but could barely suppress a smile at the end.

He seemed slightly amused with her final remark, but was more interested in her explanation. 'You're a daughter of a trainer like the Seirin coach?'

'No idea who she is at all, but no. My father isn't a trainer, he's owns a bank in London. I played volleyball, football, badminton and throw ball in the UK. I used to study the other team's opponents before playing, and our coach taught me how to analyse their body type, stamina levels and to find their weak points.'

'Why did you switch between so many sports? And can you figure out what my weak points are?'

'They were all too boring. And of course I can. By the way you keep those fingers on your left hand taped up; I'd say you consider them important. Arm muscle buildup, so I'd say you shoot three pointers mostly and you're a shooting guard. Your agility may cover it up, but since you're a leftie considering how all your primary reflexes are carried out by your left hand, all passes will come from the left. And though your accuracy does not decline as you move farther away from the hoop, though the shooting time does.'

Takao's mouth hung open and Midorima raised his eyebrows.

'Ki chan, you should become the team manager! You'd really help us out!'

'How exactly did this kid go from Saito san to Ki chan in less than five minutes?' she asked herself.

'Do I have to miss a lot of classes?'

'We miss half of lunch hour and Math, and all of the English and History hours. Team members stay back until 7, at the most 8, to train, and we have access to the school campus on weekends to catch up on missed portion and we can ask for tutors if necessary. Most of us help each other out though.'

'As long as I don't miss Japanese, I'd love to. It'll be my worst subject for sure,' she grumbled.

Takao and Rikako smiled to each other as they pushed Midorima towards a surprised Kizuna.

'Shin chan can help you with Japanese and you can help him in English! It's the only subject in which he barely scrapes A's.'

'But Japan's English is so easy.' She muttered under her breath, unwilling to spend after school hours with someone she didn't like very much.

'I could say the same about Japanese.' He mumbled, clearly unwilling to be tutored by someone he just met.

'Aw you two, just agree that you need help!' Takao sighed.

As the pair grudgingly settled on joint study sessions, Rikako whispered to her boyfriend.

'We've got two tsunderes now. God knows what we'll do with them.'