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They drove up to Sakuno's house where many police cars and an ambulance were waiting outside. A cry of anguish and was screamed an older boy was dragged out by policemen to the waiting ambulance.

The car pulled to a stop and Tomoka and Ryoma climbed out. They found Sakuno sitting on her doorstep, shivering in her pajamas. She stood up when she saw them approaching. Tomoka almost mauled her best friend in a bear hug.

"Tomo-chan..." Sakuno smiled at her best friend who was sobbing into her shoulder. She noticed Ryoma for the first time and blushed. "Ryoma-kun...did you get woken up for this?" she asked apologetically.

Ryoma nodded and felt a weight lifted from his shoulders. Namuri had been showing them pictures of Sakuno all night. Anyone could tell Namuri loved to speak about Sakuno. He wondered if there was anything Namuri didn't know about Sakuno. Then he wondered if he'd ever know Sakuno like that. He'd kicked that thought out of his mind immediately. He did not care about Sakuno. She was simply an acquaintance.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

Sakuno smiled. "Hai. Thank you for your concern Ryoma-kun."

"Betsuni." Ryoma said to cover his concern. Sakuno smiled. She didn't know why she'd fallen in love with Ryoma. It wasn't the small crush she had before. When she'd altered her appearance and had all the people gushing over her, she only cared about what Ryoma thought. It was like how she'd felt for Namuri. It was when she realized this that she knew she was in love with Ryoma.

Oddly, when she'd admitted this to herself, she stopped blushing and stuttering around him. She didn't know why it happened but she no longer felt nervous around him.

"Gomen you had to be bothered." She said loosening Tomoka's grip. "Where is Namuri?" As Sakuno said, Namuri was not there to see her, which was very surprising.

Namuri sat in the car beside her brother, Akima. "Why don't you go see Sakuno-chan?"

"He's still there. He's looking at me." Namuri said starring aimlessly out the window at the crowd of doctors and policemen around the ambulance. The boy that was crying in anguish fought madly, screaming for her.

"It's not your fault he's like this." Her brother assured.

"But it scares me to see him. I can't help but realize how much pain a person can cause."

Akima put a hand on his sister's and squeezed it reassuringly. "This is coming from a girl who took down mobs to protect Sakuno?"

"But they never took advantage of Sakuno-chan. He was the only one who ever hurt me." Namuri frowned. "He took Sakuno-chan from me and destroyed my trust in men."

"He won't bother you anymore." Akima kissed his sister's temple. "Now go and check on Sakuno." He commanded. He unlocked the door and pushed her a bit. She returned with a punch and left him yelling at her through the closed door.

Namuri greeted Sakuno and checked her thoroughly to make sure she was ok. Namuri ordered Sakuno to pack her things while Tomoka called her parents to tell them Sakuno would be coming home with her.

Namuri and Ryoma waited in the foyer. "Hey punk, did you tell Sakuno-chan?"

"Tell her what?"

"That you like her."

"I don't like her!" Ryoma replied irritably.

"Then I guess it wouldn't bother you if I asked Sakuno-chan to go out with me next week."

Ryoma stiffened. He glared at the older girl. "Betsuni." His eyes told otherwise. If Namuri were to make an educated guess, his eyes said 'if you do I'll make your life worse than hell!'

"Ok, so she'll come with me to have tons of fun while you go play your tennis finals."

Ryoma jerked. He forgot about that. "Why do you enjoy tormenting me?"

"I have four older brothers. It's a well-condition reflex I have to men." said the girl. "Now go talk to Sakuno-chan." She grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him up to a door with Sakuno's name on it and knocked loudly.

"Come in!" came the muffled reply. Namuri opened the door and shoved Ryoma in.

"The punk came to help you pack. I'm going to make a sandwich. Do you want anything?" Namuri asked, feeling right at home in Sakuno's house.

"Go ahead. I'm fine." Sakuno said smiling. Namuri shut the door behind her and Ryoma stood awkwardly. Sakuno continued to put things in her overnight bag. She knew Namuri forced Ryoma up here so she simply left him to stand. She didn't want to bother him.

"Can I help?" Sakuno was a little surprised. She looked over her shoulder. Ryoma starred back but his eyes were shifting slightly.

She smiled. "Could you pass me the photo album on the bed?" He went to retrieve the requested items. "Thank you Ryoma-kun."

"Betsuni."

"But I really do appreciate it."

"It's just a photo album."

"I wasn't talking about the photo album." She said gently, not getting upset with Ryoma's cluelessness. "Thank you for coming to check up on me."

Ryoma stood quietly for a moment. He handed her the album and said, "You're welcome."

Sakuno smiled. "By the way Ryoma-kun, how do you like my new look?" she asked.

Ryoma didn't reply for long while. He considered the day he'd spoken with Namuri. Namuri told him that if he liked Sakuno he'd better tell her and not hurt her. If he did, Namuri swore she'd go after him with a shot gun. He wasn't sure if she had one but he wouldn't put it past her.

"You look pretty..." Ryoma said, trailing off slightly. "...just like you were before." Sakuno smiled happily. Her heart was bursting with happiness. She blushed sheepishly at the boy that had easily stolen her heart and was now holding it gently in his hands.

"Thank you!"

Sakuno and Tomoka were waiting for Ryoma's match to start. It had been a week since the incident. Suddenly, Sakuno's vision was blocked out as two hands covered her eyes.

"Hello Sakuno-chan." Namuri stood over her. Sakuno brushed her hands away.

"Namuri?" She hadn't been expecting to see the older girl today.

"Hai. How's the tennis match?"

"Seigaku is really strong. They've been winning straight games."

"That's good." Namuri was silent for a long time. "Can I talk to you for a minute Sakuno-chan?"

"Sure." Sakuno was puzzled. Namuri wouldn't ask to talk to her for no reason. It made Sakuno shiver with nervousness. Namuri took her aside to the vending machines. "What did you want to talk about?"

"You still like the punk don't you?" Sakuno frowned a bit. Namuri turned around and looked sternly into her eyes.

"Yes and I think he may like me a little bit too." Sakuno had thought about this for a while. Namuri and she had never actually spoken to each other about breaking up. Somehow, they'd both understood and it didn't need to be discussed. Sakuno was grateful because she felt guilty about pushing Namuri away when the girl loved her so much.

"Good...that's perfect then..." Namuri mumbled under her breath but Sakuno heard. She looked up trying to understand what the older girl meant. "I'm going to be gone a while, Sakuno-chan." Namuri shifted a little nervously.

"Nani?"

"My dad is taking me to America with him tomorrow morning."

"Really?" Sakuno felt her nervousness ease away. Namuri's father traveled a lot so it wasn't uncommon that she got to go with him. "When will you be back?"

Namuri's gaze dropped from Sakuno's. When she spoke there was a sad tone in her voice. "Well...not for a while actually...see, I got accepted to a school there so I won't be coming back 'til I'm finished."

Sakuno felt her previous nervousness double in size and pain and begin to choke her. She couldn't muster the questions she wanted to ask. Why hadn't Namuri told her? Why was she even going? Was it because of her and Ryoma? Maybe she really wasn't ok with it.

Namuri watched Sakuno carefully. She guessed, with accuracy, the questions running through Sakuno's mind. "Sakuno-chan..." Namuri leaned down so they were at eye level. "This is nothing to do with you. Nothing is wrong with me. I am very happy for you and the punk. I'm going because I got a full scholarship to that school and it would be really great to go there."

"But..." Sakuno breathed out as she felt tears forming in her eyes.

"I didn't tell you because I knew you'd be sad or mad and I would feel awful."

"But..."

"Look Sakuno, I'm not going away forever. I'll be back for holidays and stuff." Sakuno sobbed in anguish. Namuri winced. This was getting bad. "Sakuno, no one but you believes I can do anything with my life. I can finally prove them wrong." Namuri brushed aside the tears on Sakuno's face.

"Sakuno, I never wanted to go. I was so worried about you and I couldn't concentrate. Now that I've seen the people in your life, I don't have to worry because now I know, for sure, you will be ok." Sakuno stopped crying and looked in Namuri's eyes. Her eyes knew everything about her and offered condolence and consultation. Namuri gave Sakuno her rarest smile, her true smile.

"Sakuno I am losing all the confidence I have in my choice. I made this choice thinking of all the things you've done for me before. You believed in me and made me believe in myself. And if you don't believe in me, I begin to doubt everything."

Sakuno blinked a few times and then nodded. "You can do anything, Namuri. You're worth so much more than little kid's lunch money." She sniffed away the last of her tears.

"Thank you Sakuno." Namuri kissed Sakuno's forehead and looked deeply in her eyes. "And Sakuno..." she paused, "I think you made a good choice in Echizen Ryoma."

Author's Note: There I'm done now. If anyone wants me to make a sequel, please tell me in some reviews.

I'm sorry. I had to make Namuri move away but this was pretty much a Sakuno centered fic. If I do make a one shot sequel, I will bring Namuri back! I promise and it will actually be more RyoSak! I promise!