Hello~ I don't own KNB. Flames are duly noted, but nothing will be changed until NaNoWriMo is over.

Warnings: Slight!Future!AU, Un-beta'd, mature language, high school idiocy

"Do you think their here?" Nika questioned as she bounced up and down on the balls of her feet.

"Most likely," Dakota replied simply as she twisted the end of her braided hair.

"Your family lives in the Tokyo prefecture too, right?"

"Yeah. I'm attending Touou Academy with my host sister," Dakota replied nonchalantly.

"Good! I won't be alone in Tokyo," Nika said as she began scanning the crowd.

"Where are you going again?"

"Seirin High School."

The silence was suffocating. The two analytical rivals were itching to get away from each other, but fate would not allow it. They had been standing there for what felt like hours (but in reality it was only fifteen minutes).

Aida looked down at the picture of her exchange student, trying to memorize her face so she could pick her out more easily. Momoi couldn't find the picture of her exchange student so she held the sign the with girl's name emblazoned across it high above her head.

'I wonder where what she's like,' Aida thought as she stared at the picture. The girl's eyes were closed as she grinned at the camera. A rather plump cat was sitting on top of her head full of blond hair. 'Hopefully she won't annoy me like that idiotic America returnee.'

"What are you thinking about?"

"Gahhh! Dad don't do that to me!" the female exclaimed as she whipped around to face the culprit.

"Sorry, sorry. But what are you thinking about?" Aida Kagetora queried once more.

"What our exchange student will be like in real life. I was hoping that she won't be like the stupid Bakagami," she filled the last word with as much distaste as she could muster.

"Be grateful for the blockhead. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have tied Rakuzan at the winter cup last year," Kagetora said as he pushed his sunglasses on to his forehead.

The younger Aida let out a sigh, "I suppose."

She looked back at the picture once more and began to scan the crowd again. The father daughter duo fell into a comfortable silence.

"Is that her?" Kagetora suddenly spoke.

Riko followed his gaze to a pair of girls, joined by their linked arms. Sure enough, her exchange student was speaking animatedly to the other girl who had flaming red hair. The red-headed girl seemed to be half listening as she looked through the crush of people. Riko's exchange student seemed to have realized that her friend wasn't truly listening to her. She said something that made the red head turn and yell at her. The blond just laughed and after a bit, the red head joined her friend in laughter.

Riko began to walk over to the duo. Riko's exchange student then looked in Riko's direction and began to point at something past her head.

Riko turned to see that Momoi was still displaying her sign. The pinkette was starting to look annoyed that her exchange student hadn't showed up yet. Riko turned back to the girls to see that they were coming her way. She returned to her place next to Momoi and waited for the girls to arrive.

"I see a sign with your name on it!" Nika exclaimed as she pointed at the sign.

"Oh really? Where?" the taller girl asked. She began searching for whatever Nika was seeing.

"Over there! Let's go," Nika said as she began steering them in the direction she pointed.

The pair weaved in and out of the crowd, slowly progressing toward the sign. When they reached the person holding the sign, they were both surprised, for the girl who held the sign had pink hair.

Pink hair.

"There's no way in hell that's natural," Dakota mumbled.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Nika replied snickering. "Look at her mom."

Sure enough, the woman assumed to be the girl's mother, and therefore, Dakota's host mother, had pink hair as well.

"Alrighty then," Dakota said lowly.

As the girls spoke, they didn't realize that another girl was approaching them. A hand introduced itself to Nika's shoulder.

Nika whipped around, "Huh?"

She was faced with a brown haired girl a couple inches shorter than herself.

"My name is Aida Riko. I am your host sister," she spoke once she lifted her head from a bow. Her English was heavily accented but understandable.

"Nice to meet you Riko!" Nika said with a smile on her face. She suddenly felt a sharp elbow jab her side. She looked at her friend and saw her frantically shaking her head. It dawned on her, "I am pleased to meet you Aida-chan-san," she amended in Japanese as she returned the bow.

"My name is Serra Nika and this is my friend Hastings Dakota," Nika introduced as Dakota gave a half wave and bowed.

Riko took in the appearances of each girl. Nika was fairly pretty with the looks of a stereotypical American beauty. Her dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes, smooth face, and soft curves suited her. Her numbers were average with a bit of room for improvement.

Dakota's bright red hair, slate grey eyes, and sharp facial features gave her the look of a fox. She was lithe and lean with numbers that reflected that. She had quite a bit of untapped potential that would make her an even better athlete.

As she completed her scan of Dakota, something caught her eye. She looked once more at Dakota's arm.

"Is that a tattoo?"

"Yeah. I have more," Dakota shrugged as she replied. She then began to pull at the sleeve of her shirt to fully cover the tattoo.

Riko looked at her, guard up.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

"Are you a member of the yakuza?"

Dakota gave Riko an odd look, "No."

Riko turned away, slightly embarrassed that she had made such a rude assumption, "I'm so sorry!" She punctuated the statement with a deep bow.

"It's whatever."

Sensing the ensuing awkward situation Nika intervened, "Let's go meet your host sister."

The trio of girls approached Momoi.

"Hello, I'm Hastings Dakota. I guess you're my host sister Momoi Satsuki."

Momoi stood stunned for a moment, "Hello! I am your host sister," she replied with a slight bow. "I must say, your Japanese is pretty good."

"I should hope so, I've been studying it for a little under five years now," Dakota replied with a small smirk.

"Oh," Momoi didn't know hot to appropriately respond to the girl's short reply.

The female Aida shot Momoi a smirk as the American exchange students said their farewells. Momoi stuck her tongue out at her.

'Die.'

"We have to hang out while we're here and do typical gaijin stuff," Nika insisted.

"Of course we will It's all part of the experience," Dakota replied, smiling at her friend's enthusiasm.

"Message me, 'kay?" she hugged her friend Dakota tightly.

"'Kay," Dakota replied.

The girls pulled apart and walked to their respective host family.

"Nice to meet you Momoi-san."