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"And I'm glad to see you lovebirds again." Reika said cheekily. "Mia, Atsuya."

Mia, a short girl with long black hair like her brother with blue streaks and purple-yellow eyes, rolled her eyes and wacked Reika across the back of the head. "Is this how you greet us after not seeing us for eight months?"

"Ow~," Reika cried as she rubbed her head.

Arata rolled his eyes and did a fist bump with Atsuya. "Great to see you again, Atsuya-senpai."

Atsuya grinned. "Great to see you guys too."

"And Mia, it has been a long time." Arata said as he turned to her.

Mia smiled and shook his hand before turning to Reika with a small smirk. "This is the proper way to greet us."

Reika pouted. "I don't see why I can't greet you my way!"

"That's because your way is too blunt!"

They glared at each other in a heated silent argument. Atsuya sweatdroped and whispered to Arata. "Do you think we should break them up?"

Arata watched them for a moment and smiled. "Nah, this happens most of the time. It will turn out fine in the end."

Just as he had said that, a laugh from both Reika and Mia caught their attention.

"You certainly haven't lost your touch, Rei."

"So have you Mia."

They hugged each other and turned to the boys. "So, did we miss anything?"

"Um, no."


"Seriously though, how long have you been on the island?" Reika asked her best friend as Atsuya prepared drinks behind the bar. Arata had wandered off saying that he wanted to have a look around the building.

Mia tapped her chin. "I would say...for three days?"

"Three days and you did not even tell us?!"

Mia just shrugged like it was not a big deal. "Oh, with all that work cleaning up this place, you would tend to forget about other things."

"Like telling your brother that you are here already?" Reika asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Mia groaned and banged her head on the table. "Can we not get to that? It's bad enough that he has to be famous in school."

Reika gave her a wry smile. "Just so you know, he already found a rival in Arata."

"What?" Mia moaned. "The next thing I know, everyone would be expecting me to be as good as him."

Reika patted her shoulder. "Ma~, if that happens, show them your skills!"

"Reika, my skills in using an LBX are only second to Arata and yours" Mia deadpanned.

Reika wagged a finger. "I'm not talking about your LBX skills; I'm talking about your martial arts skills. That should shut them up for a while."

Mia had to laugh. "You're crazy, you know that?"

"So I've heard."

"Anyway, I will be going to the school later to find out which class I will be in. Hopefully I will not be in the same class as Muraku."

Reika raised an eyebrow at that but did not say anything about it.

"Hai, here you go." Atsuya came to their table with two drinks on the tray. "One ice blended strawberry milkshake," He placed the drink in front of Reika, "and one orange milkshake." He gave Mia the drink.

"Thank you Atsuya." Reika took a huge sip of her drink. "Ah~, these are so good."

Atsuya grinned. "It took me all night just to get the recipe right. Glad that you like it."

Mia silently sipped her milkshake as she flipped through the school guide book that Reika had lent to her in order for her to familiarize herself with the school.

"Mia, is it good?"

Atsuya's question made her look up from her reading and grin. "Just like always, it is the best."

Atsuya chuckled. "But, it is all thanks to you."

Reika rolled her eyes. "Please, if you're going to flirt, get a room. Oh, and I don't think that Muraku would like it if you flirt with Atsuya in front of him."

Mia huffed. "He has no right to tell me what to do. So, if he doesn't like it, then I don't care."


"We're back." Reika called as she and Arata returned to the dorms. After seeing the sports building, they decided that if they did not return back soon, they will be late for lunch.

"Ah, welcome back." Sakuya greeted them. "Lunch is in five minutes."

"Thanks." Reika stretched her muscles. "That was a very tiring walk."

"Heh, so you went for a walk."

Arata nodded. "You should go out there and get some exercise instead of staying copped up in your room the whole day."

Sakuya scratched his cheek sheepishly. "I would, but I have to finish fixing the LBX before I can do anything else."

Arata nodded in understanding. "Can I help you after lunch?"

"Sure."


"So, Arata, I meant to ask you, but where did you learn to do that overhead throw that you did that day when Rossius attacked our cargo train last week during War time?" Sakuya asked as he fixed Hikaru's DC Offencer.

Arata looked up from polishing a part. "Oh, it's nothing. Reika and I went to a martial arts school before this. I just like to input my martial art skills into my LBX skills. But...these LBXs are not like my last one. They cannot withstand it if I use them too much."

Sakuya nodded in agreement. "As a mechanic, I can tell that the move had placed a huge strain on your DC Offencer's arm. That's why you did not you it again, right?"

"Yup."

Sakuya though for a moment. "Say Arata, were did you and Reika get those necklaces?"

Arata looked down at his necklace. Like Reika's it has the Fantasy Academy embalm but his has a flame print on it instead of a bubble. "We got them from our previous school. Every student is given one with the element print of their choice. Reika and I keep ours for memory sake."

"Heh," Sakuya said in awe. "Haruki once mentioned that his cousin had one just like that."

Arata jerked up at that. "Really? Hm, maybe I should ask him who his cousin is. Maybe Reika or I might know him or her."

Sakuya sighed as he finished fixing Hikaru's LBX. "Mah, Haruki doesn't really like talking about her since she disappeared two years ago."

"Is that why he is so strict?"

Sakuya shook his head. "No, actually, he cannot help it. Thanks to an error in his plans, our old teammates' LBXs became LOST. Thanks to the Violet Devil."

Arata blinked in surprise.

"It was Haruki's first time leading the platoon, and he was so excited..." Sakuya trailed off as he remembered what happened that day. Unbeknown to him, Arata used his powers to read his mind and saw all that happened that day in his mind.

"So, that's why he is like that." Arata muttered softly.

"The Violet Devil's strength is stellar. It was pure luck that Haruki got out safely. But he still failed the mission and lost his teammates thanks to his own judgement. That is why he is like that." Sakuya paused for a moment. "I think you're both good players. But it's all over once you are LOST. We mechanics can't repair your machines if they can't be recovered."

Arata thought for a moment. "I see. I think I understand what he had gone through. Most of the time Reika and two other girls depend on me to guide them through the martial arts lessons. There was this one time though, due to the fact I misjudged something in my calculations, I accidentally injured one of the girls and she could not walk properly after that."

Sakuya looked at him in surprise. "Wow that must have been bad."

Arata nodded. "Yeah, even until now, I've never stopped feeling guilty about it because I was supposed to guide her but I ended up injuring her and destroying her dream of being a dancer."

Sakuya patted his shoulder. "Ma, it was in the past, so you should let it go. I'm sure that the girl doesn't blame you for what happened."

Arata glanced out the window. "You're right, she didn't."


Mito-sensei stiffened as a man in a business suit stood across the table. "May I help you?"

The man wordlessly placed a briefcase on the table and opened it.

Mito-sensei's eyes became wide when she saw the contents. "These are..."