The school year had really only just begun when Haruka was told rather abruptly by his parents they were transferring him to an all boys swimming school, far from where he was now. His parents didn't give him any time to process or even decline the request as they arrived the next morning. Haru would have argued with his parents but knew better, however hard Haruka would refuse the harder they would push. He silently followed them, suitcase in hand, staring at Makoto's home as he passed. Haru had managed to send a message to his best friend before his parents had taken his phone. His parents were strict, yes. Hated emotional and pointless relationships, definitely. Their marriage was arranged and it was their duty to provide an heir to the Nanase line. Closing the door of his father's car he watched the house he lived in for more than ten years disappear from sight.

After almost two hours of silence, Haru finally spoke.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To the top swimming school in the country." His father answered, "Having such a talented swimmer for a son, there was only one place to take you."

Haruka rose a brow in scepticism and turned to watch the scenery pass by in a blur. Makoto. Haruka shifted in his seat, Nagisa. Rei. As much as he enjoyed his own company, those boys were a part of his life he wouldn't replace. A small vibrating noise entered the car and Haru turned to see his small green mobile shaking in the cup holder. Rin. The red head would be devastated and angry. Furious. Haruka silently shifted and reached for his phone. Centimetres away, his mother grabbed his phone and sighed.

"Oh, Haru honey. You don't need this anymore."

Haruka watched the women delicately place it in her rather expensive and hideous handbag and smiled sweetly at him. Haru nodded once before leaning back and staring up at the ceiling of the car.

"Here we are honey." Haru's mother announced. Haruka wordlessly got out the car and stood beside his father.

"It's in a perfect position. Not five minutes from your school and not far from my work." He slung his arm around his son's shoulders.

"It's very far from my school actually."

"Haruka, you need to let go of that life." His mother came up behind him, handing the boy his case. "You're about to start a whole new existence, here, with us."

His parents walked hand in hand towards the house, leaving Haruka to stand motionless outside, his hand numb around the handle of his suitcase. This was happening. He wasn't in Iwatobi anymore. Nowhere near Samezuka either. From what he heard from Rin, Riendea were the swimming champions. They won every year for the past thirty years in almost all events.

"I don't want a life with you," Haruka muttered before heading inside.

Dinner was silent, Haruka, refusing to even acknowledge his parent's presence. He left the room after hardly touching his food and his eyes caught the sight of his mothers handbag. Haruka walked over, checking over his shoulder. He quickly grabbed his phone and walked swiftly to his room. Rummaging through his case, finding a notepad and pen, he opened his contacts. He quickly wrote down the minimum numbers he had. Makoto, Nagisa, Rei, Rin. His hand stopped. Sousuke.

"It's for emergencies Haru." Makoto had said. Haruka hadn't wanted his number, very much less wanted to acknowledge his existence. Makoto had insisted, knowing he and Rin were not always available.

Haruka sighed, knowing Makoto would be annoyed if he didn't keep the boy number he quickly wrote it down on one of the pages at the back of his notebook. Haruka let out a yawn, his eyes threatening to close. He closed the pad, and padded over to his bed, flinging himself and falling asleep almost instantly.

When he woke that morning to his mother he smiled. It had been years since his mother had awoken him with her soft voice and calming eyes. He couldn't deny that he'd missed this. But then he remembered all that'd was happening and he frowned. As much as he had missed his mother's face nothing could beat the continuous visits from Makoto. Every morning on the dot, a knock, a soothing voice and a scolding glance.

"Come on sweetie. First day of school. Your father left your uniform downstairs."

Haru turned the corner, pulling loosely at his collar. His white shirt was too constricting. His royal blue tie too tight around his neck. Ocean blue eyes widened considerably when he found the school gates. A school from some kind of movie. It's path lined with trees, its purple petals falling gracefully to the ground. He was shoved in the shoulder as a boy far taller than himself passed. Haruka pulled at his collar again, attempting to stretch it out.

"Tried it, doesn't work."

Haruka turned to find a tall, blonde boy smiling genuinely at him. Haru he rose a brow in confusion which had the boy laughing and elaborating.

"Your collar. It won't stretch. It'll just ping straight back into place." The boy demonstrated, his collar flinging back to flick him on his cheek. "I'm Taekun Yagnima."

Haru let his fingers fall from his shirt, watching Taekun smile so warmly at him, reminded him of his green-eyed friend. The smile that always made Haru let his guard down.

"Haruka Nanase."

"What do you mean Haru's gone?"

"He's moved away," Makoto announced after the fifth time. Surrounded by both his own team and Samezuka's, Makoto had to break the news to the teams. They didn't believe him at first. Rin giving him a slap on the shoulder. The others wondering why Makoto would say such a thing.

"He's really gone?" Nitori piped up, his light blue eyes dulling. Makoto caught a lump in his throat and nodded slowly. The others began to sober and stared at the backstroke swimmer in despair.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Rin snapped, taking a step back.

"Haru's moved to Riendea." Makoto spoke, his voice cracking. "I went to his house this morning and he wasn't home."

"So what, he could have gone for a run." Rin threw his hands up.

"Haru-chan didn't come to school today," Nagisa spoke, eyes watering. "Makoto-chan you said it was because he was sick."

"I'm sorry Nagisa." Makoto frowned guilty, "I hadn't accepted it yet, I don't want to."

Rin started to shake his head, whispering no over and over. "This is not happening."

"Rin-senpai." Nitori placed a hand on his arm. Rin shook it off and took one last glance at his team before he ran off, his mind filled with ocean blue eyes.

Makoto felt a tear run past his cheek and jumped slightly when he felt pressure on his shoulder. He glanced behind him to see Sousuke eyeing him, his features betraying nothing.

"He'll cool down." He spoke, watching his best friend disappear. He turned to the others before he crossed his arms and sighed at them. "We'll see him at competitions."

Sousuke watched the others lighten up slightly at this but knew that their motivation and inspiration had disappeared.

Haruka came home that day with an escort. Taekun Yagnima seemed to have taken a liking to Haruka, for reasons that were beyond him. He had shown him around, the classes, toilets, gym and the pool. It reminded him of Samezuka and let a small smile grace his features. Rin would be so pissed.

"You like to swim?"

Haruka glanced up at the boy and nodded once. "Why else would I be here?"

The boy's eyes widened, "You raise a fair point. What stroke?"

Haru rose a brow and let the smile return, "I only swim free."

"Cool, I'm a butterflier."

"I can see that." Haruka opened his mouth without thinking and had the boy coughing awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

"Well, thank you for noticing." This response had Haruka smiling humorously as Taekun flexed his muscles. "Come on, let's get to class."

Lunch had Haruka meeting Taekun's friends. Four boys just as tall as him and one short. They all welcomed Haruka with open arms. For the first day of school, it was a success and Haruka couldn't help but forget his life back in Iwatobi.

"Thank you for walking me home." Haru bowed, stepping up to his door.

"You're welcome Haruka."

"Haru." The freestyle swimmer corrected. "Call me Haru."

"Alright, Haru." Taekun grinned a cheeky smile. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Haruka greeted his mother as he got inside and was received with a gripping hug and a soft smile. She handed him a small box and watched her son open it.

"A phone?"

"Yes, with a new life, you need a new phone." His mother clasped her hands together. "How was your first day?"

"Fine," Haruka replied, his mind on his notebook upstairs. "I'm going to get changed."

His mother waved him off and Haru entered his room, bag on his desk, hands finding his book. He opened it, ready to add his friend's numbers when his eyes landed on nothing. The page was ripped, he could see the remnants of the paper connected to the spine and Haruka clenched his fists.

"Oh honey, I threw those numbers out." His mother popped her head through the door. "You don't need them anymore."

Haru watched her leave and he threw the notepad across the room in temporary anger. He flopped on his bed and covered his eyes. He'd lost them. Makoto, Nagisa, Rei. Rin. Sousu-

Haruka bolted upright. Sousuke. He scrambled to the book and turned to the back, finding the page he had written the teal-eyed man's number on and sighed in relief. He silently thanked his mother for not being thorough and grabbed his phone.

Sousuke's phone buzzed, glancing to find a number he hadn't seen before, he looked away when a name caught his eye. He grabbed his phone and his eyes widened.

Yamazaki, it's Nanase. If you get this please reply.

His phone buzzed again.

Don't tell anyone.

Sousuke rose a brow in surprise. Don't tell anyone. That meant he was the only one the boy had texted. But why? Surely he'd be the last person. Curiosity getting the better of him he texted back immediately.

Nanase. What's going on?

He only had to wait a few minutes before he got a reply.

Parents stole me away, took my phone gave me a new one and your number is the only one I could salvage.

Do you want the others numbers?

No. My parents look through my phone every day. I can't afford to lose your number.

Sousuke's thumbs froze. What was he supposed to reply to that? He jumped in his skin when Rin called out and dropped the phone on his face. He quickly shoved it under his pillow and leant up.

"What?"

"I asked if you wanted to go for a run." Rin sighed, stretching his legs.

"You went for a run two hours ago." Sousuke scolded. "You should rest."

"I can't." Rin glanced at the ground before leaving Sousuke staring after him. A buzz had Sousuke reaching for his phone and he froze again.

Do they miss me?

He couldn't lie and say they didn't, they were all devastated. If he told the truth Haruka would feel guilty. He couldn't let Haruka waiting for long, he'd know something was astray.

They do, we all do.

Even you?

Of course not.

In two rooms, in two different houses, in two different towns, two boys, one with teal eyes the other ocean blue, smiled.