A/N: Amazing it's not Naruto related hehe. Soooo I came up with this little idea over a month ago while re-watchting PoT for the 9th time. I'll be updating this in-between my other two fics. And just as a warning it'll be a tad OOC, but I'll try not to stray too far.

Prologue

"What are the chances of falling in love? I'm sure with all the data in the world the findings could and would mostly be found to be inaccurate…illogical. And yet it happens and often or as rarely as needed."

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"Wow this looks like a nice school."

"Yeah I suppose."

"Ah come on Saya, you need to make the best of things."

"Easy for you to say, you're going to be with everyone else."

"True, but!" The tall girl emphasized the word by extending her index finger upward, almost to make the significance of her sentence greater. "I hear there are really cute guys going here, especially on the tennis team." Saya nearly fell over at her friend's statement. Some things never change, that was for sure. Sighing, Saya shook her head as she listened to her friend's ongoings of how lucky she was to be surrounded by so many handsome men.

"Rita."

"I'm so jealous. I doubt there's going to be anyone worthwhile in my school."

"Rita."

"Maybe you can introduce me to some of them later on."

"Rita."

"Oh I can't wait! I need to go and buy a new outfit for the date. Ah I don't get paid till the end of the month. Hmmm, well just wait till next month Saya."

"Rita."

"Yeah?"

"Quit fantasizing."

"But Saya…"

"No buts, let's go back, I don't want to be here anymore than I have to." Shoving her hands deeply in her khaki pockets, she turned her back to her new high school. Tomorrow would surely be the worst day of her life.

"Matte Saya! Geez you're so impatient, you better not be like this tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah."

"You're hopeless."

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"Toshi, twenty laps!"

"H-hai Buchou!" The bespectacled teen looked around the courts, there were more members this year and most of them were more energetic than the last bunch that had signed up. It didn't matter to him, but for some of the members it provided quite a headache.

Things were different, much different than how things had been in middle school. For one they were all older, therefore insinuating that they were much wiser, more controlled with their emotions.

"Take that back!"

"As if, you know it's true so don't deny it."

"Why you-"

"Suzuki, Akito, twenty laps!"

"But Buchou…"

"Thirty!"

"H-hai!" Well for the most part anyways. A familiar red head chuckled as he watched the three kouhais run their laps, his partner scolding him for his behaviour. To the side a pencil was furiously zipping across the ruled paper, jotting down every bit of useful information. In the back a brash teen was whining to his senpai to go easy on him but received a "burning" response. Outside the fenced area a bandana was being reaffirmed on the dark patch of hair before continuing with a hundred more swings. Coming back from the fountain, the capped youngster strolled over to the free court where his violet eyed friend waited for him.

"It's as if nothing's changed." Looking down next to him an all too familiar smile directed up at him, the pair of azure eyes hidden behind closed lids.

"Ah." This was his team, just as before they had managed to gather once again, just like old times.