Atobe Keigo sighed and thought about leaning back in his chair…then he decided against it. That wouldn't make a very suitable first impression, now would it? He watched as his Greek class' newest student walked to the back of the class and took her seat next to him.

He disregarded the teacher for a few moments and studied her.

She sighed and slumped in her seat. She had gray eyes that blinked slowly and seemed to show little interest in the class. Dark brown hair was tied up high into a ponytail, leaving strands of hair that imitated bangs that swept her chin.

She picked up a pen and began taking notes.

Atobe smirked. Whether he'd ever admit it to anyone or not, he thought that she was pretty. But, he decided that she was most likely just another pretty face…and that was something that Atobe just couldn't tolerate.

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Atobe didn't learn her name, but he did see her again. It was their lunch hour, and she had made close friends with Hiyoshi, of all people. Atobe scowled as he saw his teammate walk right past the table where the rest of the starters were sitting, and usually sat. This could grow into a problem. True, the tennis season had ended, but Hiyoshi was most likely going to be next year's captain. There were things that needed to be discussed.

"I've always preferred martial arts over tennis." Hiyoshi said, in an abnormally loud voice for him.

Atobe knew he did it on purpose, just to piss him off. It worked. Atobe was starting to not like this girl.

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KJ had an abnormally easy time transferring back into Hyotei. She had gone to one of its sister schools in America, and then her foster father decided to move them to Japan.

But, of course, he screwed up the registration, so she ended up at Seishun Gakuen instead of Hyotei.

"Figures." She mumbled to herself as she took a seat in her first class. She was going to put her head down and go back to sleep (she had initially woken up but a mere thirty minutes ago) when she saw somebody she recognized.

She had long black hair tied into a braid with a streak of green in it. One of her eyes was black, and the other was green.

"Hey, Kuro!" KJ called.

The girl turned and walked over.

"I mean, you are Kuro, right?"

"How'd you guess?" The other girl asked in a sarcastic tone.

"You have 'Happy Birthday Araki Hirofumi' written on your arm." She pointed out. "And your blog said that you planned to write it there."

Kuro Raikou looked down at her arm. So it was.

KJ and Kuro had met in a forum a couple of years back…and now they were best friends. They had never met, but talked on the internet every day. Now that KJ had moved to Japan, the two would finally be able to meet. It sounded strange, but hey- whatever works.

"I thought you went to Hyotei." Kuro said.

KJ shrugged. "My foster father fucked up and registered me here."

Kuro laughed. "Sucks for you."

KJ sighed. "Tell me about it."

After school, Kuro went with KJ to talk with their chemistry teacher. Coincidentally, that was where the school's tennis starters were having their end of the year party.

"Hey! It's Kuro!" Momo exclaimed when the two girls entered the room.

They froze.

"You know him?" KJ asked her friend.

Kuro sighed. "Yeah. He offered to be the cooking club's guinea pig."

Momo smiled fondly at the memories. "Mmm…cake…"

Nobody was really paying attention.

"Yeah, this is basically the tennis team." Kuro explained to KJ. "I hang out with them when they're around. This is Momoshiro Takeshi, Kaidoh Kaoru, Inui Sadaharu, Kawamura Takashi, Fuji Syuusuke, Kikumaru Eiji, Oishi Shuichiro, Echizen Ryoma, and Tezuka Kunimitsu. Everyone, this is KJ."

KJ smiled. "That's nice. Hi everyone. Where's sensei?"

"She left not too long ago." Fuji told her with a smile. "She is probably in the main office."

KJ sighed and sat down. "Okay, thanks. I'll ask her tomorrow."

"You're new to Seishun, aren't you?" Ryoma asked.

KJ raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Why?"

"Because you asked your friend if she knew Momo. If you'd been here before, you would've known that." He said in a very matter-of-fact tone.

KJ shrugged. "Alright, so I'm new. But I probably won't be here for very long."

"Why not?" Oishi asked.

"Long story." She told them. "I should get going. Nice meeting all of you."

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About a week later, KJ transferred (back) into Hyotei. She decided to take Greek, creative writing, human anatomy, biology, and P.E.

Her first class, biology, went pretty well. Considering it was the end of the year, she continued courses she had taken at the other Hyotei, and simply transferred her grades over. She was seated next to a boy named Wakashi Hiyoshi. They were assigned to do a lab together, and the two quickly found an interest that they shared.

Martial arts.

"Wow." She said, after hearing his story. "Back in America, I studied and taught at a school. I got really lucky that I only need to ride the Metro to get to the head school that the one in America broke off from."

Hiyoshi listened attentively. "Have they really accepted you since you moved here?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "You bet. That's what I love about martial arts- everybody's friendly and willing to help."

Hiyoshi agreed. "The bell will ring soon." He pointed out. "What class do you have next?"

"Umm…Greek." She told him. "Then P.E. before lunch."

"Meet me in front of the cafeteria." He told her. "I want to keep talking to you."

KJ smiled. "Alright."

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KJ walked into her Greek class and took her seat. Foreign language was always her best subject. She just had a knack for it.

She sat next to Atobe Keigo, and she noticed that as she did, the room became eerily cold. It seemed as though every girl in the room was glaring at her.

She spent the whole period trying to figure out why.

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She met up with Hiyoshi during lunch. It was then that she discovered that he played tennis on Hyotei's team.

"I play tennis too." She told him. "In America, I played number two singles on our girl's team."

"What's your style?" He asked.

"Baseliner." She told him. "I used my stances to help me out with the stuff I couldn't reach."

Hiyoshi nearly beamed. "I incorporated martial arts into my tennis as well. Now that the season's over, I can focus on martial arts more."

"Aww," KJ laughed. "We should play sometime. Exchange tips."

"I'd much rather see you at your school." Hiyoshi shrugged. "I've always preferred martial arts over tennis."

"Oh is that so, Hiyoshi?"

His blood ran cold. He had no clue that Atobe was right behind them.

"Buchou." He said in a surprised tone.

"You should rethink your attitude if you expect to be captain next year." Atobe told him in an icy tone. "You wouldn't want your skill level to drop."

"He was only stating his opinion." KJ cut in. "Just because you're good at something doesn't mean you have to like it, and vise-versa."

Atobe frowned. He had thought that this girl would be a problem.

"This is none of your business." He told her sharply. "I suggest you don't get yourself involved."

"Well I'm going to get involved." She scowled. "I don't think that anybody, let alone a captain, should have that kind of attitude."

"KJ, don't…" Hiyoshi started.

"Shut up, idiot, I'm defending you." She snapped.

Hiyoshi was taken aback. Her whole demeanor had changed.

By now, some people (mostly girls) had noticed the commotion, and were staring.

"I don't think you know who ore-sama is." Atobe scoffed.

"Am I supposed to care?" KJ shot back harshly.

The cafeteria grew silent. This was Atobe Keigo to whom she was referring in such a vile tone!

Luckily, the bell rang. KJ had human anatomy.

"Don't think this is over." Atobe told her.

"Wouldn't dream of it…Ore-sama." She laughed.

Hiyoshi grabbed her hand and dragged her in the direction of her next class.