Hello everyone after so many years I have decided to restart from scratch! This time I won't lose focus, I will concentrate on the couple at hand and not create any hopes of a Nakatsu and Miki coupling which I was unconsciously doing before. Oops.

Nakatsu- Its that we were meant to be so..what can I say

Sano- Excuse me?

Nakatsu- Um hey there buddy where did you come from?

Sano- -_-

Emma's POV-

I am burning hot! Who said this was therapeutic? Its torture, its self-harm! I want to go home and throw myself into a tub of ice and never, ever walk into this establishment ever again.

"Ok class is over, remember that class will be canceled next week due to the Judo tournaments. Those not participating, you are not obligated to come..." sensei paced around the dojo and tugging on his black belt. His posture perfect as always, as if he didn't just "peacefully tackle" someone double his size, several times. "but I do recommended it as it will be good training for the future."

Wait there is something else I should be concentrating on, lest I want to repeat a run in with a floor like last time. Behave little legs…don't run…don't run…bow ok good. Now follow everyone's pace and walk to the door…argh these people are so slow just a little faster shouldn't be too bad….

Ah wait that's not the floor! Crap!

"Emi! You ok?" Miki screeches ok let me not exaggerate more like yells. Why does she have to be so lowed though? Im sure the entire dojo didn't notice me fall, until now.

I feel rugged hands forcing my eyelid open, which is odd, when did I close them? Sensei stayed at a comfortable distance as he checked my eyes, again, for whatever it is they check for.

"You know child, I may have complemented your falling technique." My father, 7 years his junior, could not carry a sack of potatoes with the ease that he lifted me off the floor. "Doesn't mean you have to keep showing it off every chance you get."

I just chuckle because honestly what can I do? Cry?

"I kid" He pats my head "but honestly, how hard must I implore you to rest? Your poor child, you look more and more like a racoon every day."

It was true, I belong to a huge family with even bigger debts. I have been working before it was legal and currently hold more part time jobs than I can remember.

Sensei pretty much passed me over to Miki who hugged my arm and escorted me to the changing room. Which is ironic considering how she was limping herself.

"Ok, Miki, I can change by myself." I say pushing her away. The last that I need is more dirty looks, or for my feisty friend to notice just how much some of the other members 'love me'. She may not be a huge fan of accepting help, but she sure did love nose diving into other problems.

Reluctantly Miki finally gave in and dragged herself out of the room, turning around with a Yujiro looking pout every so often. But both their puppy dog's expressions don't work on me, always, so I shoo her away to continue getting ready.

After I freshen up and collect myself, I walk over to the red door that separates the sweaty changing room from the lovely lavender smelling hallway. There I find that Miki is not waiting for me in the usual spot, the wall parallel to the entrance of the changing room. I turn to my right and there is a huge crowd surrounding the dark green doors that serve as an exit. I recognize some of Miki's friends but I'm just going to pretend I don't see them, I'll be social tomorrow. I turn to my left and I see Sensei walking out of the center entrance of the gym, and my brother that's coming out of the further left meets up with him. By the look on their face they are most likely talking about me. Greaat…..

"I really don't mean to come off as a busy body..."

"Oh no Einosuke," leave it to my older brother to A – call someone 20 years his senior by his first name and B- interrupt him, even if he did do it kindly. "I agree with everything that you say and actually feel honored for the concern. I will bring this up with my parents." Yes, he will and no nothing will change.

Instead of stopping the conversation I walk up to him and give the big bear size man a hug which surprises him, because as always, he didn't notice I was there. My tiny arms don't circle around his waist and as always, I wonder if we truly share mother and father. Sensei bid goodbye as one of his students, most likely Sarahi one of Miki's friends by the exit, calls out to him.

"Emma don't," he said pushing me away "I stink." Its true he does, but that's be expected from construction worker that works 12-hour shifts.

"That makes two of us." I say pointing to my light brown hair that was one degree darker thanks to all the sweat.

"Oh you don't smell that bad." Miki said, I turn to face her. No wonder she went MIA, her prince charming was back from Japan. "Hi Taki-kun, long time no see."

"Hi Miki!" He said patting her head "Izumi everything good."

"Yes sir, I was able to pick up the documents as you requested. Just send me a text and we can arrange something." Izumi says, ever the serious young man.

This causes Takayuki to start laughing but he doesn't comment. Instead he changes the topic to dinner plans. Unfortunately, they already have plans and my brother is very eager that I go to sleep even though its only 6:30pm. I don't argue, I don't take on battles unless I know I will win. Another reason why I do terrible at Judo.