Three years later, a 15 year old boy grabbed a small duffel bag from the baggage claim, Slinging it over his shoulder with a sigh. "Japan again, huh?" He murmured in English. "I wonder if it's changed much."

He quickly found his way out of the airport, despite not having set foot in the country in years.

Momo sat with Eiji and Oishi in Kawamura Sushi. They sat near a window, Taka and Kaidoh were bringing their food over. Eiji stared out the glass, suddenly making a sound of surprise. "Oooh, Oishi, look at that one." He pointed to a tall boy, nearly 178cm, standing outside of the shop, staring up at the sign with an odd expression before entering the restaurant, sitting near the Seigaku High regulars.

He had black hair, streaked with bits of navy blue, royal, and cyan, as well as bits of icy silver-blue. It reached past his shoulders, and was pulled loosely around in a sidetail that rested on the left, bangs framing his face. It looked colorful, but wasn't overdone or gaudy, the color just barely there. He had snakebite piercings, small black studs on either side of his red mouth. They could barely make out a small black stud in his left eyebrow, until one of his slim, long-fingered hands brushed his bangs back, revealing three hoops in the cartilage of his left ear, as well as a thin chain that hung from the lobe, dangling a small ruby cross and connecting to the lowest hoop. A small silver-blue stud was set in the right lobe. As he licked his lips, they saw a silver tongue piercing. His eyes were eerie, their hard cold stare adding to his looks, and clearly he was using colored contacts, the right eye being a dark red, the left eye black.

Black jeans hung low on his hips, outlining his ass. A black button up was left undone, sleeves rolled up over his tanned skin, over a dark red t shirt with the words 'I don't believe I asked you' printed in black, and black and red tennis shoes covered his feet. A leather band covered the first two inches of his left wrist. He set a dark blue duffle on the ground, waiting to be able to order.

The three stared at him, mouths hanging open, before Momo quietly murmured, "He's hot." Under his breath.

Oishi wholeheartedly agreed with him.

Kaidoh and Taka came over, and as Taka went over to help the newcomer, Kaidoh looked at his boyfriend's face. "As hot as that boy is, Momo, you're not going to be getting a threesome."

Momo flushed. "I wasn-"

But then he was interrupted by Kaidoh's low murmur. "But you're definitely allowed to try for it."

The power player's cheeks turned even redder, and he looked pointedly away from everyone else.

Suddenly Taka was back, having gotten and made the boy's order, bringing it to him. Then he sat down with his friends, still glancing at the boy.

Ryoma could feel them staring at him. His lips twitched upwards in a shadow of his old smirk as he began to eat, taking extra care to delicately dart his tongue out, brushing it against his lips every so often. When he finished, he put his pointer finger in his mouth, pretending to suck off some sauce. When he stood, he spoke to them, deciding to play a little. "Staring is rude, you know?"

He walked towards the door, leaving one last comment before he disappeared. "Oh, by the way, Kaidoh-senpai, Momo-senpai, you two make a good couple."

The five friends froze. Then Oishi, Eiji, Momo, and Kaidoh scrambled towards the door, all thinking the same thing. Was that Echizen?

They followed him for the better part of an hour as he slowly walked along, staring around himself. They caught their breath as he paused outside the street courts, head cocked to the side as he listened to the sounds of rackets hitting balls. There was an indecipherable look on his face. Then he turned away, ignoring the courts.

They followed him until he stopped at a temple, and all looked at Momo, who nodded yes to their silent question. "That's his house."

Oishi was the first to recover from the shock. "Echizen's back."

Eiji nodded. "Tezuka will want to know." He threw a guilty glance at the house, as did the others, and they turned to go.