Here's the next part. Sorry for the mistakes... :' I really hope I don't get caught doing this or else you all are screwed for updates a while. So, I've added some things going on with the Women's National team now, such as the celebration games and Hope being on Dancing with the Stars (If you can, vote for her and Maks! :D You don't have to) but yes. I'm in the process of drawing Andy. It'll take a while, but I hope you all will like it. Also, I'm thinking about starting a playlist for this story, so if you have any songs to suggest, leave them in a review :) Anything that reminds you or Andy, or her relationship with Kyoya or about her playing, feel free to suggest anything! (Except Beiber, please. I just... eh.)

So, please review and all that and I hope you enjoy. :D

"A champion is someone who does not settle for that day's practice, that day's competition, that day's performance. They are always striving to be better. They don't live in the past." – Brianna Scurry

Andy stands in the middle of her new room in her and her mother's new house. Her music pounds in her ears as she smiles at it, feeling comfortable. The walls area nice sapphire blue making her feel peaceful and calm. Her toes curl against the purple shag rug she has that takes up most of her floor, while the rest is hard wood. She smiles, seeing paraphernalia of things she loves, like soccer, horror movies and video games. She also has those glow in the dark stars that little kids use to have on her wall. She had her bed at an angle from the left corner of her room and her desk against the right wall, right under a wide window. Andy also had a bookshelf filled with fictional books from fantasy to horror. She had a TV on her dresser, and right next to it was her gold medal from the world cup.

Andy looks at herself in the full length mirror that's on the back of her door. Her sweat pants hung low on her hips. She wears a tank white tank top that cut a tad lower than normal ones. Her bright neon green sports bra can easily be seen under it. Her hair is coming down and out her bun very slowly, making it look as if she styled it in that fashion. Around her neck was her necklace and she even had little diamond studs in her ears.

She walks towards her door, moving the stringed beads out of her way and shut her door behind her, which had a cork board and with a dry erase calendar on it. On the corkboard are pictures of her and her team, her and the host club and one of her, her mother and her father.

"Mom," she says, searching for her. Their living room was furnished with a couch and a loveseat, a glass top coffee table on in the middle with a zebra print rug under it. A tv was set up against the wall. Nothing too fancy, but just enough for them.

"In my room," She says, slow and steady as she continues to learn Japanese.

Andy walks past their front door, passing a bookshelf with all of Andy's trophies as well as the ball she used to score the game tying goal, as well as the last PK. Andy smiles at herself and moves past it into her mother's room, which was a light dusty pink with a big bed and a small desk in the corner. Andy takes out one earphone, looking down at her as she She is putting up the last of her clothes, "Yes?"

"You don't need to speak Japanese when it's just us, Momma," Andy says, leaning against the door frame.

"But the only way to get better is to practice, right?"

Andy smiles, "Yeah. Coach Pia just called me."

"About what," she asks, trying to push all her clothes in and shut the drawer at the same time.

"There's going to be two games against Canada as a 'celebration series' in a month and a half," She says.

"Oh," She says, finally getting it shut, "That's great sweetie!"

Andy nods, a smile on her face, "I can't wait for it."

"I check your e-mail. I don't have one anymore and I needed to give them one for some information on my… condition."

"That's fine."

"Yes," She says, "You got one from Hope. Something about her wanting to kill you…?"

"Oh," Andy nods "I know what she's talking about."

"And that is?"

"I threw her under the bus. I told that 'Sex on a Stick' guy from 'Dancing with the Stars' that he should ask Hope to be his partner and now he along with everyone else has convinced her to go on."

Her mother's eyes widen, "Oh my god!"

"I know," Andy says, "Genius idea, if I do say so myself."

Melissa Val shakes her head, "I think I'll let her kill you after that."

Andy lets out a laugh that sounds more like a cackle. The door bell rings and Andy tells her mom that she'll answer it. She takes out her other headphone and turns off her ipod and sets it on the bookshelf behind her.

"Hello," Andy says in Japanese without looking who's at the door, rather fascinated by the time rather than someone she doesn't even know at the door.

"Auntie," Tamaki screeches, his arms around her and giving her a suffocating hug.

"Holy shit," She says, surprised by the action.

"Nice place you have here," Hikaru says looking around as they pass Tamaki and Andy.

"I wonder which one is her room," Kaoru says to his brother.

"Andy-chan," Honey says, giving her a hug the moment Tamaki let go, "It's good to see you again!"

"Yeah," Mori says, removing the small blonde from Andy.

"Thanks," Andy says.

Haruhi smiles at her, "I'm sorry for barging in like this."

"It's ok," Andy says, "It comes with the territory with knowing the Host Club I suppose."

Andy feels a cool hand take hers. She smiles, "Hello, Kyoya."

"Hello," He says, "I must say, this place doesn't look anything like it did before."

"I blame mom," She says, "Mom! Host Club is here!"

"Alright!"

"Hey," Andy says, letting go of Kyoya's hand and chasing after the twins, who were spying in her room. She moves the beads out the way, glaring at the two as one is looking at her clothes in her closet and ones is sitting on her bed.

"Andy, your clothes are kind of boring," Kaoru says.

Hikaru nods, "It's all t-shirts and sweat pants."

"I like those," Andy says, slamming her closet shut.

"Look, Kaoru," Hikaru says, "She has a day planner!"

"Give me that," Andy says, reaching towards him.

"It's all boring," He says while now standing, hold it at an angle where Andy couldn't reach it and he can still see it. "Oh, what's this? A game? What's DWTS?"

"Yes," Andy says, "A game. Two actually, in a month and a half. Can I have that back now?"

"No," They say, still holding it over her head with their arms linked.

"Fine," She says, "You asked for this!" She puts on of her foot behind the left of Hikaru's and the right of Kaoru's and pushes them. As they fall, Andy takes the planner out their hands. "Victory," Andy says, a triumphant smile on her face as she looks down at them. She raised it above her head, sticking her tongue out at them.

Only to have the day planner stolen away again.

Andy turns, looking up at Kyoya who's flipping through its pages.

"Stealing isn't nice," Andy says, slightly agitated.

"No, it's not," Kyoya says, "But, then again, I never claimed to be a nice person, after all."

Andy rolls her eyes. "Well, why don't we just ALL pile in my room," She says, sarcasm bleeding into her voice.

"That sounds like a great plan," Tamaki says, pulling Haruhi in after him.

Andy just rolls her eyes, giving up. She walks and sits on the chair in front of her desk.

"So," The twins say, "Games? Again?"

"Really, Andy-chan," Honey asks as he and Mori come into the room as well.

Andy nods, "It's the celebration series, two games for us to see each other and have fun before the camps for the Olympics, which is in five months."

"You're stressed about that already" Haruhi says, stating a fact rather than asking.

Andy nods, "Well, the roster goes from 22 to 18. I could possibly lose my position."

"I highly doubt that," Kyoya says, handing her back the planner.

"So what is DWTS," The twins ask.

"It's a dancing show that Hope is going on," Andy says with a grin.

"Oh," They says, "That's not nearly as fun as we thought it would be."

"Exactly."

"Adeline," Her mother says, peeking in, "What are we going to do about dinner?"

"Order in," Andy suggests.

Her mother nods, "Will you all be staying with us?"

"Yes," Tamaki says, "It will be so fun! Let's help pick out dinner!"

Five of the club members run to go help Melissa, with Haruhi being dragged behind.

Andy rolls her eyes at him. She looks up at Kyoya ,"How'd you get dragged here?"

"Contrary to your belief, I was not 'dragged' here," He says, pushing up his glasses, "I was coming to see you when the Host Club followed me."

"Oh," Andy says, a small smile coming to her face. "Was there a reason?"

"For the most part, it's because I often find myself enjoying your company," He says.

"Who wouldn't," Andy says, giving off the illusion that she's full of herself.

"Though there is the fact that my father asked me to invite you to dinner tomorrow night," He says.

Andy blood runs cold, "Oh… He did?"

"Yes."

"Really," Andy asks, "I thought he'd hate my guts."

"I'm rather sure he does not, as you say, 'hate your guts'," Kyoya says.

"Is it weird that I'm scared of your father?"

"He won't hurt you. Besides, you've been on television worldwide, and my father is what scares you?"

"It's an irrational fear then," Andy says, shrugging.

Kyoya puts and arm around her shoulders,"You'll do fine. Besides, I won't leave your side at all."

"You better not," Andy nods, "Does this mean I'll have to dress up?"

"Yes."

"Dammit all," Andy says, pouting. "A dress?"

"Yes."

"Dammit times two," She says, crossing her arms. "I don't even own a dress."

"You do, after all, know a devious pair that has a fashion designer for a mother," Kyoya says.

Andy's pout turns into a frown, "They'll never let me hear the end of this."

"No," He says, "But their mother is now a friend of yours. I'm sure she won't let them tease you too much."

Andy brushes her hair off her face, "Alright, I'm go."

"Thank you," He says.

"You owe me," She says.

Kyoya smiles, "Alright."

Andy hugs him, sighing. "I'm still scared."

Kyoya just chuckles.