WHIP-SIP: anogram What Happens In the Pool Stays In the Pool ( this is the unwritten law of water polo)

Co-Authors' Notes: This is a collaboration between Sambi H2O Polo and RinRan.

Sambi: Yay we wrote a story together! :D

RinRan: It's like we made a baby or something. Yeah... XD

(...We're both girls. Stop with that face! Geez, you perverts...)

Sambi: Just for all of you who don't know...Water Polo kicks ass.

RinRan: Gasp! Sambi-you've just CUSSED! (cue dramatic effects)

Sambi: Yes, yes I did...your point?

RinRan: ...Whose point? Anyways, enjoy your crappy video game fanfic.

Sambi: HEY! It is not crappy.

Disclaimer: We do not own any characters used in this fic. We only own anything water polo related and anything else that our crazy minds have created.

Prologue

"Twilight Town High?"

A young woman in her 20s stared at the transfer form in her hand. Her face and general appearance had a wipeout look, despite not having reached her prime. Such was the fate of being a high school counselor. She looked up languidly at the teen before her.

Today's case was Cloud Strife, a junior and straight A's student. His cornflake blond hair was spiked up to one side, a fashion popular among boys of his age and prettiness. He stands 5'7 with bright blue eyes and a well-toned body, visible under the school's black polo shirt and tight pants. If she was just a few years younger with energy to spare, this counselor would find some way to kidnap this God's Gift to Women and keep him for herself. Unfortunately, Cloud here had just recently turned seventeen, as his birth date had shown in bold lettering on his file.

"Um...yeah," the teen muttered, shuffling one foot behind the other in a shy manner. Apparently he's also the antisocial type (or so she assumed), which made him so much cuter in his reactions to dealing with women or strangers. The counselor shook this thought away-back to business. "We're moving as soon as school let out to the other side of town, in a different district. So my mom sent me to here to ask for a transfer, since I won't be able to come here any more, at least, according to the school board, right?"

"Yes, and it certainly is a shame," the counselor said, nodding her head in sympathy. "You only have one more year left and having to move to a different school is completely unfair. Don't worry though-your credits will transfer, so at least you won't have to start from scratch to reach criteria," she added. A look of relief appeared on Cloud's face. "But...why Twilight Town High, might I ask?"

Cloud slightly winced-he was afraid she might ask something like that. Where he lives, three high schools dominate. The largest and also the lone private school is Hallow Bastion, which is the one he's currently enrolled in. Then there's the rival school, Twilight Town, which is a public school. The two schools compete in practically everything, from academics to sports to even community service! Finally, there's Traverse Town, but it was more of a neutral school and thus no one really care.

School pride is a big thing between the two. No Heartless (what students who go to Hallow Bastion refer to themselves as) would ever any were near a Nobody (what students who go to Twilight Town refer to themselves as) and vice versa. If a group of Heartless passes a group of Nobodies, it is common courtesy for them to engage in a brief battle of name calling and humiliations. There are no reports of gang activities between the two schools; the closest it ever came to a gang fight was the homecoming game between the Raging Heartless and the Fighting Nobodies.

"...I wanted to play a certain sport," mumbled Cloud, shifting his weight again. The counselor stared and then smiled.

"Oh? And what sport is that?" she asked as she signed the transfer forms before handing them back to him.

Cloud took them and grinned. "Water polo," he replied.

"Ah, I see," she smiled back, not seeing at all. Not that tall, blond, and gorgeous needed to know that, however...

The two firmly shook hands in farewell, all the while exchanging brief advice and wishings of good luck. Cloud smiled his small, embarrassed smile and quickly left the office. The door could be heard shutting with a click and three seconds after that a loud whoop of joy was heard. The counselor shook her head, brunette locks swaying about in the air. She regretted not memorizing his home number when she had the chance to. "I'm gonna miss that boy, even if he is still underage," she quietly said to herself, giggling softly. She turned back to the paperwork that still needed to be finished and went through it, humming to herself as she did so.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

OMAKE (After Thought):

Ten minutes went by when something in her head clicked. She looked up from her work, confusion obvious in her green eyes. "Water polo, huh," she murmured, scratching her head. "But...Twilight Town doesn't have water polo in their curriculum."

Co-Authors' (End) Notes:

Sambi: DUN DUN DUN... What's gonna happen next?

RinRan: Next time, on Dragon Ball-...I mean, WHIP-SIP. Stay tune! XD