Hi.

I actually don't know where to start... I should have uploaded this story a long time ago and well really I have no excuse other then my own laziness. And the fact that I have not written a story or a chapter in a very long time. But here I am posting this chapter and will post the next two today. About this story... Well as the title says they are memories, moments if you will and they are not really linked together so there won't be cliffhangers and the need to wait for the next chapter...only if you like the stories :) Anyway on with the story and have fun reading. :)


In America again

Moments

#1

The regulars didn't see Ryoma at any of their classes and started to worry. They were walking to the dorms on the University because the high school section was already full. They stopped when Kikumaru suddenly halted in front of them.

'What's wrong Eiji?' Fuji asked.

'Ochibi' Eiji stated as if that was the only answer needed. Indeed it was. Everyone stopped and followed Kikumaru's gaze. They saw Ryoma talking to a group of college students. ( AN: the students attending University didn't have a uniform while high school required them to wear dress pants, dress shirt and a green coat with the school emblem) Ryoma looked as if he belonged there. They were dressed as he was, in the same style. They were rich and weren't afraid to show it. They were all (including Ryoma) dressed in branded shirts, T-shirts, pants, anoraks, had branded backpacks, sunglasses and so on. One would immediately recognize them as the most sought people in the school, or in this case University. It seemed as if they were his friends and as if they were the same age as him or the other way around. They were jealous of them. That they seemed to belong together better then them, they seemed to be closer to him. The fact that they barely knew him anymore had nothing to do with it. No, of course not. And so Kikumaru was already happily sprinting towards him and without a warning he hugged him. Way too tight. Ryoma thought he couldn't breathe. Without turning around he squirmed his way out of his friends embrace.

'So even the tough Ryoma Echizen has a soft side. Who would have thought? I bet if he weren't your friend he would be on the floor with a broken bone. Maybe more.' One of the guys said in Italian. Seeing as he was Italian.

'Shut it Julian or I will let you know exactly what usually happens.' His voice low and menacing, yet there was amusement in it and his mouth was twitching.

'Ochibi what language are you speaking in?' Kikumaru asked confused when Ryoma also responded in Italian.

'He/we was/were talking in Italian. It's my/his native language.' Julian and Ryoma said together in Japanese.

'My name is Julian and these are Michael, Greg, Jonathan, Thomas, Stephen and Patrick. Who are you, by the way?' Julian asked.

'We're his friends and teammates from Japan.' Kikumaru beamed.

'Oh never heard him mention you, not that he mentioned us, I guess it doesn't matter if you are his childhood friends or someone he just met.' Julian said obviously mad at him.

'You know why I can't mention you!' Ryoma exclaimed ignited, mad and angry.

'Still it is as if we didn't matter. We were there with you when…' he switched to Greek '… we were there when your parents died and when you got involved with drugs and helped you fight it. We were there all along yet you show strangers more compassion than you do to us.' It hurts. Julian said sad.

'I know and I can't ever thank you enough, but with them I can pretend it never happened. Don't get me wrong you will always be my best friends and they will never replace you or be able to replace you. The happiest moments in my life were spent with you. But they don't know anything, as I said before so you have no reason to glare at them.' Ryoma spoke in a soft voice, also in Greek.