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AisuBeki Baka: Hii!! First Fan Fic!! Scary scary…

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A.B.: That's right!

D.M.: …

CHAPTER ONE:

"KAORU!" Misao called, running clumsily down the hall. Kaoru sighed. The blue eyed girl kept walking, but slowed her pace so that her friend could catch up. "What is it Misao?" Kaoru asked, mildly irritated. Misao noticed her friend's annoyance.

"What's biting you?" she asked. A little of Kaoru's temper couldn't damper Misao's high spirits, but she wanted to know what was annoying her friend.

"Nothing, its nothing." Kaoru said. What do you think? Kaoru thought to herself. I'm half an hour late for practice! Shura is going to kill me! Misao smiled and shrugged.

"Okay." Kaoru inwardly sighed. Misao was her best friend, but sometimes she could be so dense! They walked in silence for a while, until Misao cried out, "Hey! You're gonna be late for practice!"

"Ah Kaoru san. How nice of you to join us!" She heard Shura's voice say, with a touch of annoyance. Shura was the swim team's coach, and had been for the last three years. After the less that graceful fall of their old swim coach, Shura had humbly accepted the role. Ever since then, the team had won at least twenty trophies or awards a year. "Gomen, gomen nasai Shura sama." Kaoru pleaded as she walked out to the poolside. Shura glared.

"Ten laps Kamiya." Kaoru sighed. What a way to start practice. She had been late for swimming because stupid Yahiko had to be dropped off at the Akabeko. He had told her at the last minute, and so she had to rush to drive him there. That was why she was late for practice. "Today we're going to land training." She heard Shura's voice say. Great.

Misao, Kaoru, and Tsubame stood in the shower room. Both Kaoru and Misao were sophomores but Tsubame was in eighth grade. She was so small and delicate not at all outspoken, but she one of the fastest swimmers Kaoru had ever seen. "It's because she so light." Misao had told Kaoru. Misao, on the other hand, was the most talkative, hyper, outspoken person she had ever met. And she was Kaoru's best friend. Misao had just gotten out of the shower and had on some sweatpants and an oversized tee shirt that said "All-Star Swim Team". Tsubame was in her clothes too, dressed nicely and busily combing her hair. Kaoru, however, was still in her swimsuit.

"How come you're still in your suit?" Misao asked.

"Gonna do some extra practice."

"Whatever." Misao said. Her best friend was crazy. "One day we're gonna find you in the pool, all wrinkled up like a prune!" "Mou!" Kaoru pouted. "Meet you at the Akabeko at seven, ne?" Misao said, smiling. Kaoru nodded. "C'mon Tsubame." Misao said to the younger girl, grabbing her arm. "I'll drive you. Don't want to be late for work!" She mussed up the girl's hair as Tsubame smiled sheepishly. "Ja ne!" was Misao's last words.

Kaoru walked out to the pool. It was five thirty, and the pool was empty. The lights had not yet gone on, but the sun was already setting. Thankfully the pool was heated, or she would've never gone near the fridgid pool. She was about to slip into the pool when she remembered something. "Kuso!" Kaoru jumped up and rushed into the shower room. She threw on a big tee shirt and baggy pants and grabbed a crumpled piece of paper from her bag and ran out the door.

"Kamiya. Running in the halls again?" Saito smiled evilly. She breathed heavily and propped herself against the wall. This was all she needed. Saito to get on her case.

"It's after school sir." She snapped, mentally kicking herself. He snorted. "You know I don't like you Kamiya." She nodded. Kuso! She thought. Now he'll never sign my referral to get into the Honors Club! BAKA BAKA BAKA Saito-sama…She smiled sheepishly.

"Saito-sama…"she said. "Gomen nasai Saito-sama." He looked at her in disgust. What did she want from him? "What do you want Kamiya?"  He asked, looking distastefully at her. She grimaced as she passed him the paper.

"Gold Club, huh?" He said. "Didn't know you were smart enough to get into this." She winced. He really did hate her. A lot.

"Please sir, can you sign it for me? I need to get it into the office before six o' clock." She looked at the clock nervously. Kuso! It's already 5:50…She saw him smirk out of the corner of her eye.

"I'll take my time thank you." He said menacingly. She groaned inwardly.

"How dare you accuse me!" she shrieked. He looked her in the eyes. His gold eyes flashing.

"I have every right to!" he yelled back.

"What?! HOW DARE YOU—"

"I saw you with my very own eyes Tomoe."

"Saw what?!" she asked, trying to play innocent. He couldn't take it any longer.

"I saw you Tomoe! I saw you kissing Kiyosato! I was right there!" his amber eyes glinted.

"I did no such thing!"

"Are you calling me a liar?!"

"I believe I am, Kenshin." She said, her eyes narrowing.

"I can't believe this…" He turned around. With his back facing her, he said, "It's over Tomoe."

She gasped. And with that, she shoved him.

Kaoru finally got back to the pool, gasping for breath. She had to run at full speed in order to get to the administration office on time. She felt too tired to swim now. But she pushed herself. Just one lap.

As Kaoru walked out to the pool, she almost shrieked. There was someone…someone was floating in the pool. Oh. My. God. She screamed in her mind. She dove into the pool.

With all her strength she dragged the unconscious person out of the pool. Her red hair was pasted to her face. As Kaoru looked closer she gasped. It was a he! But she mentally pushed that aside. What did that lifeguard always used to tell me? she thought to herself. She racked her brain. '…four minutes, that's all you have, then it's all over.' Four minutes! She didn't have that much time!

One. Two. Three. Breathe! She screamed silently to herself. Please, please wake up…she tried again. One…Two…Three…Breathe! It had already been two minutes! And heaven knows how long he had been in that pool. One more time…she had to try…just one more time. Looking back at the pale face, she tried one last time. One, two, three…breathe…

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Authors Note: Done Done Done with Chappie One! Uh…sorry its kind of retarded and short…wahhhh…but I'll try harder in the next chapters…*tear*. Suggestions? Leave a review and make me happy!! :-D