A/N: So, this is my first official fanfiction. This story mainly stayed in my head for awhile, and I've only recently got around to typing it out. Just to warn you, it has its flaws, but I will work hard to improve it! Anyway, this is a Gokusen 2 fanfiction. I'm actually not all that familiar with the anime or manga, so this is mainly drama based. Not that I dislike either the anime, manga or other drama seasons, this idea just came to me. I took some liberties with this, but I might have just gotten some facts wrong also. This wasn't meant to be read after all. Oh, and please excuse any improper use of Japanese. Sumimasen!

(This is just a prologue. For some reason, I felt like a needed to write one. It's sort of just a flashback. The first chapter will take place in the present time... And feedback is welcomed!)

Disclaimer: Gokusen belongs to Morimoto Kozueko.

Without further adieu...

Prologue

"Are you sure about this? Wouldn't it be better if you came with Okaa-san?" a beautiful and petite woman asked.

"Iie. It'd be better if we stayed together," an equally pretty and small girl replied icily. Latched onto the little girl's arm was an even smaller girl that was sleepily rubbing her eyes. "But you're breaking this family apart."

"I'm doing this for the two of you" her mother assured.

Lightly squeezing her imoto's arm, "This isn't what we want." The younger child absentmindedly nodded her head as if to agree.

"You're nine and six. You don't know what you want!"

"What do you know?"

Hurt by her daughter's words and tone of voice, the woman looked away. She took the six-year-old's hand and led her to a waiting car. The small girl was too tired and inattentive to know or care about what was happening around her. The older girl followed behind.

"Listen to your aunt while you're there, and play nice with your cousin." Turning to her sister, who was in the driver's seat, "Call me when you guys arrive." She kissed the child, who had quickly fallen asleep inside the car, and backed out to do the same to her oldest daughter.

The girl turned away. "You couldn't even let Otou-san come and see us off?"

"You said bye at home. He doesn't have to come... it'll only hurt him more," she whispered the last part.

"And whose fault is it that he's even hurt in the first place?" the nine-year-old spat through clenched teeth.

"You don't get it," the older woman said softly.

With a tired sigh that didn't fit her age, "Maybe I don't." She turned away eyes brimming with tears and began to get into the car.

"Chotto matte!" three boys, who were all the same age as the older girl, loudly shouted while running down the street. "Don't leave yet!" They reached the car panting. The group consisted of a cute short boy, a handsome delinquent-like boy, and a tall silent boy.

"You guys...," the little girl said.

"Can we have some time to say goodbye?" the leader of the boys directed towards the adult in a loud voice that made it sound more like a demand.

"Hmmm." The woman turned to pat the girl's hair. This time, she didn't flinch away. "Just don't keep your aunt waiting too long. I have to go catch my train now. I'll call you." She turned to smile at the boys, said bye to her sister, and left.

"Baka," the still teary-eyed girl stated. "What are you doing here?"

The smallest of the boys spoke up, "We wanted to see you off. You didn't think we'd let you leave without saying goodbye, did you?"

"We're your closest friends," the first boy said. The girl smiled at both their words. "Yosh, Formation A!"

At this exclamation, all three boys formed a circle around their female friend and passed her around while singing 'Sakura' by Moriyama Naotaro:

Sakura, sakura ima sakihokoru
Cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, they bloom now

Setsuna ni chiri yuku sadame to shitte
Knowing their destiny is to fall

Saraba tomo yo tabidachi no toki
Farewell my friend, it's time to leave

Kawaranai somo omoi o ima
Those feelings that never change…

She started giggling while fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over. "This isn't graduation," she managed to tell them while still being pushed from person to person.

They stopped after hearing her comment. "We didn't know what else to do," the baby-faced boy scratched his head embarrassedly. "The song seems fitting anyway."

She made a move to hug the scrawny boy, "Arigatou... Take care of yourself."

Next was the loud boy, "Try not to get into too much trouble."

The quietest was saved for last. As she buried her face in his neck, the girl silently let her tears fall. "You need to get out more."

The taller boy patted her back soothingly and finally said something, "We'll miss you, too."

She stepped back to look at them all. "You guys better not forget about me."

All three boys shook their heads. "Well..," the usually cheerful leader started after a deep breath. "Ja ne," he said as he held up two fingers to make bunny ears. They wouldn't be seeing each other, though.

Beaming as brightly as she could through her tears, she waved at them, "Sayonara." With that, she got into the car.

"Are you done with everything, sweetie?" her aunt asked kindly. She only nodded and looked back at her friends. They all waved at her from their positions.

As the car started up, all three boys walked towards the window. The young girl lowered it and smiled at them.

Before it drove away, they all shouted one last time with tear streaks going down their faces, "Sayonara!"

Sakura is a common song that is sung at Japanese graduation ceremonies. It's a nice song. I really like the lyrics, and they do seem fitting in this situation...