A/N: For those of you that have read Chapter Two before, you may know that I had split Chapter Two into two halves, one for one day and the other for the next. I decided to merge them together so it'd be easier to find them rather than thinking number three is Chapter three when it's really Chapter Two, Second Half.

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Chapter Two: Reunited

Thirty minutes later, Ree-chan and I were up on the steps of our old high school.

"It's been so long!" she exclaimed, "Look at all of these new buildings! If we had these when we were here, man, how cool would that have been!"

She genuinely looked so excited to be there, in the presence of all her old friends. We snapped some photos with my Canon Rebel T3i, running into a lot of our old classmates on the way to the cafeteria. A lot of them gave me dirty looks, but I couldn't blame them. I had probably ruined their high school experience for them, and didn't even apologize for what I did. The two of us checked in, got our name tags and table numbers, and went off for some drinks. One of the waiters was serving jello shots. I usually don't drink alcohol often due to my tendency to get easily drunk (the last time was maybe a few years ago), but since today was special, Ree-chan and I each took two, and decided to explore a bit, to see how much the school had changed. As we walked out, we noticed a group of women, single and married alike, crowded around a tall man with a crisp black suit on. For some reason, I felt like he was staring at me, despite me not knowing who he was.

"Oh my gosh! He's so hot! Look! " Ree-chan exclaimed, pointing at the main attraction of the little party.

"Uh, no thanks, Ree. I'm gonna look around a bit. If you want to, you can stay here," I told her, and walked away. I wondered if the high school had changed much since I had graduated. I wandered past my old classes, the principal's office (spent a whole lot of time in there), and thatplace. Before I could flashback to it, my brain started becoming woozy. I tried walking, but to no avail. My legs turned jelly-like, my vision was completely out of control. And then darkness greeted me like an old friend.

When I woke up, I registered the smell of men's cologne. I breathed it in deeply, not wanting to get out of whoever's arms these were. They were so strong, yet so comfortable and gentle. I snuggled in farther and fell asleep again.

When I truly came alive, I saw that I was in someone's single-sized bed. The white sheets were tucked in around my still-dressed body and there were some pillows all around my messy hair.

"Hello?" I sat up, "Is there anyone home?"

I heard a scuffle from a few rooms down.

"Nagisa-kun, Rei-kun, Haruka-kun, I think she's awake," a voice spoke up. It was one that was oddly familiar, but not by much.

Three men suddenly appeared in the bedroom, along with another trailing.

"L-Look. If you're trying to touch me or s-something, I'll let you know I took self-defense classes (in like the seventh grade, but they don't need to know that)!" I shrieked, grabbing as my hard objects in my hands as I could (there wasn't much. A few pillows and an XBox 4 controller.).

"Just stay still . . . It won't hurt . . .," the blonde guy came towards me, reaching out his hands. Quickly, I threw a pillow at him, hitting him right in the face.

"Come on now, Nagisa-kun. Don't scare her like that!" a green-haired male said. He reminded me of a mother chicken taking care of her babies, the way he tried to reprimand his companion.

"Gah, fine. I'm sorry, Sakuno-chan," Nagisa apologized, "We're just here to check on you."

"Check on me?! And how do you know my name?!" I asked, still slightly dazed, but more alert than I had been a few minutes ago.

"Well, you had passed out in the hallway at Iwatobi and Haru-chan over here -points to guy trailing behind- found you and carried you to his house. We three had heard about it, so we came right away to see if you were okay. And we know your name because of your name tag, haha," greenie laughed easily.

"Who are you four people?"

"This is Nagisa Hazuki -points to blondie-, I'm Makoto Tachibana, here's Rei Ryugazaki -points to a guy with red glasses-, and that dude over there . . . is Haruka Nanase."

"Did you just say Haruka Nanase?" I asked, "The one who specialized in freestyle swimming in our year?"

". . .specializes," I heard from the back.

A tall, handsome black-haired man stepped up from behind, wearing a loose, white, long sleeved button-up with a pair of black slacks, held up by a thick leather belt. His eyes scanned my awkward body, clearly disgusted by the view.

"W-wah?!" I gaped, definitely not processing everything as well as I should've, "N-no, this can't be! The last time I saw Haruka Nanase, he was a geek! A nerd!"

"Times change, gotta get with the program," Haruka-kun smirked, "I see you haven't."

"Woah woah woah, wait," Makoto interrupted, "You two know each other?"

"I've known her since I was three, Makoto-kun," he stated, not daring to take his eyes off of me.

Flashback:

"Sakuno, go play with Haru-chan, I need to talk to his mom," my mother told me, "He's the same age as you, and I'm sure he'd love to get to know you."

"But mommy, I don't wanna make new friends," I, being as stubborn as I was at three, replied, "I already have some (I was really just referring to my dolls at home.)."

"Well, you have to," and she pushed me towards the strange boy, expecting us to just immediately become closer in the next few hours.

And we actually did. Haruka-kun was one of the nicest, funniest, coolest people I'd ever met, even to today. For the rest of the time after-school, I hung out with him as much as I could. Never actually in school though. Boys and girls weren't suppose to talk with each other unless they were "together (Elementary school logic)" or partners for something. When we finally entered sixth grade, I found out what it was like to be popular. I started drifting away from him, because he didn't fit the profile of "cool," which was what I desperately wanted to be in middle school.

Anddddd back to reality.

"Is that true Sakuno-chan?!" Nagisa kun spoke up, "You guys used to be friends?!"

"Yeah," I sighed, "Used to. Anyways, I have to go home now, it's probably getting really late. Um, thanks guys for all the help."

"I'll accompany you," Haruka-kun spoke up, "I think we have some things to catch up to."

"Sooooo," I began, "How's it been?"

I'd be lying if I said this walk home wasn't awkward. I'd be lying if I said that I thought he wasn't that attractive. I'd be lying if I said I was comfortable with this.

"Fine."

Oh god does he hate me now?

"Sorry for troubling you. I think the amount of alcohol I had made me woozy because I wasn't used to it."

"That's ok," Haruka-kun replied. I suddenly felt really shy, not knowing what he was thinking. I mean, we had a lot of history together. And that one time in high school. . .

For the rest of the way back to my house, we both said nothing. Our good-bye's were like dust in the wind, soon to be easily forgotten.

"Sakuno-chan!"

It was currently 2:45 p.m., but I felt like I'd been up for days. I was back in my office again, trying for some peace and quiet. But of course, that couldn't happen with Ree-chan around.

"-sigh- What?"

"Are you okay?! I heard you passed out oh god I'm so sorry for not sticking with you I should've known something was wrong (she just kept jumbling the words together and wouldn't pause for any breath.)," she started.

"It's fine, Makoto, Rei, Nagisa, and Haruka-kun were kind enough to pick me up and take care of me," I replied with a smile, not wanting to upset the poor girl any farther.

"WAH?! You met them?! Tell me ev-"

"SAKUNO SHASHI!" my boss barged into the room, "You've been promoted! You're now to work in the field and go take customers' orders there. Here's your first job."

Before I had time to celebrate my new career upgrade, I was pushed into my car and rushed to 5294 Oakgrove Avenue. Apparently, we'd scheduled an appointment for 3 p.m. When I got there, I found out it was a pool place for competitive teams to practice at, full of eager swim students that were ready to learn, and pros that had muscles the size of my head. The building was so huge that I had to ask for directions as to find the way to the coach (a.k.a. customer) of one of the clubs.

"E-excuse me, sir?" I tapped on a thick shoulder, "Do you know where the coach of . . . the Tokyo All-Stars is?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah. It's me."

Without warning, I was abruptly greeted by the serious face of Haruka Nanase.

A/N: Please leave a review and check out my other story, Stuck with You! Thanks for reading my fanfic! Hope you liked it. Stay tuned for Chapter Three. (: