Author's Note: I have never experienced being on a date, very few of my
friends have been on dates.... let's just hope this chapter sounds like it is
a date. I tried, I tried........this chapter is pretty much all sweet stuff
towards the end; just giving you all a warning. And I'm pushing this story
up to PG-13 just in case. Also, I don't know if anyone noticed, but I made
a change in chapter 2 and I'm likely to make another one and characters
that I wrote about might be changed around.... so, look out for a new version
of chapter 2 later on this week, providing that I remember to make the
change..... I nearly died when I found one of my mistakes... so Akari's
sister's name was changed to Miyuki... to anyone who knows why I made the
change... please don't say anything..... well.... enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 3
6:00 pm. Another hour was left before Hikaru would come to pick Akari up. Her parents and Miyuki would leave for the hotel to meet Kagami and his parents once Akari and Hikaru left. And Akari was a nervous wreck. Hikaru said they would be eating somewhere casual, yet Akari was fretting about what she was going to wear. Nothing in her closet looked right for the occasion. Akari groaned for the fifteenth time that day as she tossed a shirt on her bed.
"Nothing looks right!" she whined.
She turned as Miyuki knocked on her door, already dressed for the semi- formal dinner. "Hello Miyuki."
Miyuki walked over to the pile of clothes on Akari's bed. "Do you need help in choosing something to wear?" she offered.
Akari smiled gratefully. "Yeah! I'm so nervous, I can't make up my mind....."
Miyuki pulled out a knee length blue flowy skirt and held it up to show Akari. "You don't plan on wearing this pretty thing?"
Akari frowned. "Only when I go to visit relatives do I wear it. It's much too nice."
'Your future husband does pretty much count as a relative," Natsume answered smugly.
Akari turned red from embarrassment. "He's not my future husband!" she exclaimed.
"Look, Akari. You've known each other since you were three years old and mom and dad adore him. He likes you, and you like him; you're practically engaged. You're going to get married and have as many kids as you can handle," Miyuki argued.
Akari gave in. After all, Miyuki did tell the truth. The part about she and Hikaru getting married and having kids was the debatable part though. "Oh, I guess I could wear it tonight," she said, taking the skirt from her sister.
15 minutes later, Akari slipped on one of her white tank tops along with the skirt and examined herself in the mirror behind her door. "Maybe it's too simple," she said out loud to herself.
Miyuki shook her head. "He's taking you somewhere simple; don't overdress," she advised, giving her sister a hug from behind. "Oh, and Akari?" she started.
"Yes?"
"Tell me tomorrow how he is in bed," she said slyly.
Akari's eyes widened. "What??" she asked, alarmed.
The older sister smiled. "Come on, Akari. You know you want to. When I mentioned about you and Hikaru having children, I knew it was obvious," she goaded.
Akari shook her head. "It's not going to happen, Miyuki."
6:55 came by and Akari and Miyuki walked downstairs. Miyuki took a look at Akari, analyzing her handiwork. The blue skirt and white thank top worked wonderfully together with a small cream colored pocket bag. Akari had also chosen to wear her hair completely down, instead of the usual do. Now only if Akari could relax..... her body was so tense due to her nervousness.
Miyuki sighed. "Everything will turn out fine. Please relax. Besides that, you look so pretty," she said.
Mrs. Fujisaki approached her two girls from the kitchen, frowning at Akari. "Miyuki's right, Akari. You're not going to have any fun if you're so nervous. Take deep breaths," she suggested.
"But he'll be here in less than 5 minutes!" Akari said softly, looking down at the floor.
"Where's daddy when we need him?" Miyuki said despairingly. Mr. Fujisaki had a way with calming his younger daughter that nobody else had.
"He just called. There's traffic getting here from his office, so he's taking another route straight to the hotel," Mrs. Fujisaki answered, taking hold of Akari in her arms. "Don't let this become a night you'll regret for the rest of your life," Mrs. Fujisaki advised.
Miyuki grinned. "I'm sorry I have to resort to this, but we can't send you off with Hikaru the way you're acting."
Akari was suddenly aware that she was being tickled by her sister and burst into a fit of giggles.
"Miyuki!" Mrs. Fujisaki scolded, trying to pull Akari away from the older sister.
"I...get...the point!" Akari exclaimed in between giggles.
"I'm not stopping until he rings the doorbell. We're not taking any chances," she teased.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Fujisaki let go of Akari to answer the door and Miyuki stopped tickling her. "Luck's on your side tonight, Akari. That's a good sign. Now, don't forget what you're supposed to tell me tomorrow," Miyuki said right before Hikaru entered the house.
Seeing him all of a sudden made Akari weak in the knees. Hikaru was wearing a double layered dark blue shirt with beige colored pants. And Akari though he never looked better in all the time she knew him.
Miyuki looked at Akari, who was staring at Hikaru. She nudged her little sister. "Like I told you; it's obvious," she whispered. Akari turned and glared at her sister before turning back to Hikaru. He was being talked to by her mother, who was setting out rules for the night. Akari knew all the rules by heart; Natsume had several boyfriends before she met Kagami. Basically, he needed to bring her back home by 10 pm safe and sound.
Akari walked over to Hikaru and grasped his hand lightly. "Hi Hikaru," she said with a genuinely happy voice.
Hikaru gazed down at Akari. "Are you ready, Akari? You look very pretty," he greeted as he gazed down at what she was wearing.
Akari blushed at his comment. "Thank you."
Miyuki retreated into a dark corner of the house, done playing her role of the good sister for the night. She still planned on having Hikaru for herself. But Mrs. Fujisaki didn't notice, as Hikaru began to tell her what Akari and he would be doing that night. "We planned on eating somewhere and then taking a walk. But that's subject to change as time goes on tonight. If we find anything interesting while we're walking, we might stop by there."
Mrs. Fujisaki nodded at Hikaru and kissed Akari's forehead. "We might go somewhere else after dinner. If that's the case, I'll see you tomorrow morning."
Hikaru led Akari out the front door as she turned back to her mother, smiling. "See you tomorrow, then," Akari replied.
Mrs. Fujisaki watched the two walk off, Akari laughing at something Hikaru had said. Once they were out of sight, Mrs. Fujisaki closed the door and went to fetch her car keys. Miyuki withdrew from her hiding place and put her shawl on. 'Time to be the happy fiancée,' she thought, putting a smile on her face as she followed her mother out of the house to the car.
On their way to the restaurant, Hikaru and Akari talked about the things they used to do together at the age of seven, although it wasn't much. "That was when my parents bought me my first game console. I spent hours at a time playing one game," Hikaru said nostalgically.
Akari made a disgusted face. "Those games were too scary for me, no matter how much you did to try and make me play with you. All the bribes, all the tickling...." She replied distastefully.
Hikaru looked at her with mischief gleaming in his eyes at the sound of her last word. "And would you say you're still ticklish?"
Akari's eyes widened in regret to what she had just said and immediately wrapped her arms over her stomach and abdomen. Then she grimaced. She didn't have to tell him; her actions just gave the answer away. Hikaru laughed at the sight before him. "I'll try again later."
Akari dropped her arms back down to her side in relief. "How much later is 'later'; that's my concern," she said, a smile beginning to reform on her face. They stopped at a busy sidewalk corner, waiting for the streets to clear.
"Before the night is over is what I consider 'later'," Hikaru answered teasingly.
"Then promise me it's sometime after we eat," Akari said, looking up at her boyfriend.
Hikaru nodded. "It will be as you say," he replied honestly.
They went to eat in a Japanese sit down restaurant and while they ate their meals, Akari was lost in thought, imagining what would happen in the next few hours. There was always something interesting to do in Tokyo. All the good movies got released in the summertime and the movie theater was only a few blocks away. That was surely something the two of them would like. She had thought of window shopping earlier, but crossed that out; Hikaru didn't like to go shopping for anything except for food, particularly Ramen. But every minute or so, her thoughts went back to what Miyuki had said earlier. Her body tingled at the possibility of sleeping with Hikaru that night. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to do it. Akari knew that she wanted it, but it would have to be a mutual feeling for it to happen.
"....Akari?"
She looked up from her food to Hikaru, who was looking at her concernedly. "You can eat your food, you know. That's what it's there f or. You've been staring down at it for the past ten minutes...... are you okay?"
Akari shamefully turned back to her food, avoiding Hikaru's eyes.
"I'm okay; you don't have to worry about me."
As Akari began eating, Hikaru couldn't help but frown. There was something that she wasn't telling him. Not wanting to start an argument, he chose not to say anything and resumed eating. But that only lasted a half hour. Hikaru had finished eating his meal by then and Akari hadn't finished yet. And it was awfully quiet; they hadn't exchanged words since he had caught Akari staring at her food. And everyone else in the room was talking to each other. It didn't seem right that he and Akari weren't talking. Hikaru sighed softly and leaned back into his chair, watching her eat. It was peculiar for Akari to be so quiet, actually.
"Is there anywhere in particular that you'd like to go after this?" he asked Akari out of the blue.
Akari looked up. "We're still going to the park, right?"
"Yeah... then I'll probably have to take you back home, if you don't mind. Before it become pitch black outside, that's all," he answered. It was 7:15, so the sun would be setting in an hour or so.
Akari smiled. There were a lot of happy memories created in that park. Especially at the swings. When they were in Kindergarten, she and Hikaru would have competitions as to who could go higher, but their mothers would stop them, afraid they'd do full circles if they went any higher. Inspired by that memory, Akari finished her meal in ten minutes time. And before she knew it, Akari and Hikaru were leisurely walking in the park hand in hand towards a shaded hill that overlooked the park's playground.
It was a place used by couples every once in a while to spend sometime together in isolation, but still have a source of amusement by looking at the playground in the far distance. Luckily, there were no other couples lounging around. Hikaru dropped onto the ground and laid on the grass, bringing Akari down to lay next to him. Hikaru turned onto his side to face Akari and gently brushed his fingers on her cheek. Akari closed her eyes, savoring the touch. She sighed softly and snuggled next to him, placing her head lightly on his chest.
"It's been a good day," she murmured.
Hikaru grinned. 'You thought it was a good day? I thought it was a great day."
Akari sat up to look down at him. "Then I say it's been a fantastic day," she answered back in a mock dignified voice.
The next moment, she was aware that Hikaru pressed his lips on hers. Her mind drew a blank for the next ten minutes. All she knew was that they were kissing each other fervently. When they pulled apart from each other, Hikaru's hair was all tousled and Akari felt Hikaru's warm hands sliding out from under her shirt. Akari inhaled deeply, realizing what had just happened. She lookedat Hikaru nervously. He had moved up to a sitting position and was looking at the sky dark and pensively.
"Hikaru...." She said softly.
Hikaru's face furrowed, and he stood up.
"The sun's setting. It's best I get you back home now," he said firmly.
Akari stood up and looked at the sky. 'The sun's not setting.... Not yet at least.'
She turned to study Hikaru's face. It had been serious a moment ago; now he looked worried. Hikaru hung his head. "I'm sorry for what I just said, Akari. It's just that I got carried away, and I'm afraid of the fact that it could have gone further..." he said, as if scolding himself.
Akari went over to give him a hug.
"I don't know what I want. What about you?" Hikaru asked her softly.
Akari gazed into his eyes. "I.... Think I'm ready. But I'll wait until you know what you want."
Hikaru smiled and kissed her forehead. "Thanks Akari. So where to next?"
"Let's stay here a while longer. But.... Are you willing to go shopping at all?"
Hikaru laughed. "I think I can do that... for you."
Some time later, they were walking down one of the main streets and Akari was admiring the red rosebud Hikaru had bought for her. Akari laughed softly. Love and time.... They really changed people. Before, Hikaru would have never made such a gesture. His mom would always hint Hikaru and his dad to buy roses when Hikaru was younger, but Akari recalled that Hikaru would wrinkle his rose and declare his dislike for roses and that he would never buy any kind of flower for anyone for as long as he lived. Yet, there she was, holding a rose from him. All they had done throughout the evening had been quite simple, but Akari couldn't get enough of it.
"I wish this night could go on forever," she said to Hikaru happily.
"Well... I could stay over your house tonight, if you'd like. I'd just need to pick up some things from home," Hikaru offered.
"We're not twelve years old anymore, Hikaru...." Akari said, frowning.
"I'll sleep in the living room, and you can still sleep in your room." Reasoned Hikaru.
Akari thought for a while. 'My parents and sister won't be back until tomorrow morning. I guess if your parents don't mind, you could stay. To be honest, I don't like having the house to myself overnight," Akari replied, turning her head to smile at him.
"Then that's my excuse to stay over, Akari," Hikaru said, grinning.
~Once again, please forgive any mistakes.... And I'm doing research to make sure the characters aren't OOC. Ooh...... and I finally remember to mention this... this story takes place a year after the end of the Hokuto Cup....... I am SO random. So hopefully I got the ages right. If only I knew what year they were born in...... I don't know who's older: Akari or Hikaru. Akari's in May and Hikaru's in September, but Akari could be born the year after Hikaru was born... ehhhh... forgive my ramblings.....
Chapter 3
6:00 pm. Another hour was left before Hikaru would come to pick Akari up. Her parents and Miyuki would leave for the hotel to meet Kagami and his parents once Akari and Hikaru left. And Akari was a nervous wreck. Hikaru said they would be eating somewhere casual, yet Akari was fretting about what she was going to wear. Nothing in her closet looked right for the occasion. Akari groaned for the fifteenth time that day as she tossed a shirt on her bed.
"Nothing looks right!" she whined.
She turned as Miyuki knocked on her door, already dressed for the semi- formal dinner. "Hello Miyuki."
Miyuki walked over to the pile of clothes on Akari's bed. "Do you need help in choosing something to wear?" she offered.
Akari smiled gratefully. "Yeah! I'm so nervous, I can't make up my mind....."
Miyuki pulled out a knee length blue flowy skirt and held it up to show Akari. "You don't plan on wearing this pretty thing?"
Akari frowned. "Only when I go to visit relatives do I wear it. It's much too nice."
'Your future husband does pretty much count as a relative," Natsume answered smugly.
Akari turned red from embarrassment. "He's not my future husband!" she exclaimed.
"Look, Akari. You've known each other since you were three years old and mom and dad adore him. He likes you, and you like him; you're practically engaged. You're going to get married and have as many kids as you can handle," Miyuki argued.
Akari gave in. After all, Miyuki did tell the truth. The part about she and Hikaru getting married and having kids was the debatable part though. "Oh, I guess I could wear it tonight," she said, taking the skirt from her sister.
15 minutes later, Akari slipped on one of her white tank tops along with the skirt and examined herself in the mirror behind her door. "Maybe it's too simple," she said out loud to herself.
Miyuki shook her head. "He's taking you somewhere simple; don't overdress," she advised, giving her sister a hug from behind. "Oh, and Akari?" she started.
"Yes?"
"Tell me tomorrow how he is in bed," she said slyly.
Akari's eyes widened. "What??" she asked, alarmed.
The older sister smiled. "Come on, Akari. You know you want to. When I mentioned about you and Hikaru having children, I knew it was obvious," she goaded.
Akari shook her head. "It's not going to happen, Miyuki."
6:55 came by and Akari and Miyuki walked downstairs. Miyuki took a look at Akari, analyzing her handiwork. The blue skirt and white thank top worked wonderfully together with a small cream colored pocket bag. Akari had also chosen to wear her hair completely down, instead of the usual do. Now only if Akari could relax..... her body was so tense due to her nervousness.
Miyuki sighed. "Everything will turn out fine. Please relax. Besides that, you look so pretty," she said.
Mrs. Fujisaki approached her two girls from the kitchen, frowning at Akari. "Miyuki's right, Akari. You're not going to have any fun if you're so nervous. Take deep breaths," she suggested.
"But he'll be here in less than 5 minutes!" Akari said softly, looking down at the floor.
"Where's daddy when we need him?" Miyuki said despairingly. Mr. Fujisaki had a way with calming his younger daughter that nobody else had.
"He just called. There's traffic getting here from his office, so he's taking another route straight to the hotel," Mrs. Fujisaki answered, taking hold of Akari in her arms. "Don't let this become a night you'll regret for the rest of your life," Mrs. Fujisaki advised.
Miyuki grinned. "I'm sorry I have to resort to this, but we can't send you off with Hikaru the way you're acting."
Akari was suddenly aware that she was being tickled by her sister and burst into a fit of giggles.
"Miyuki!" Mrs. Fujisaki scolded, trying to pull Akari away from the older sister.
"I...get...the point!" Akari exclaimed in between giggles.
"I'm not stopping until he rings the doorbell. We're not taking any chances," she teased.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Fujisaki let go of Akari to answer the door and Miyuki stopped tickling her. "Luck's on your side tonight, Akari. That's a good sign. Now, don't forget what you're supposed to tell me tomorrow," Miyuki said right before Hikaru entered the house.
Seeing him all of a sudden made Akari weak in the knees. Hikaru was wearing a double layered dark blue shirt with beige colored pants. And Akari though he never looked better in all the time she knew him.
Miyuki looked at Akari, who was staring at Hikaru. She nudged her little sister. "Like I told you; it's obvious," she whispered. Akari turned and glared at her sister before turning back to Hikaru. He was being talked to by her mother, who was setting out rules for the night. Akari knew all the rules by heart; Natsume had several boyfriends before she met Kagami. Basically, he needed to bring her back home by 10 pm safe and sound.
Akari walked over to Hikaru and grasped his hand lightly. "Hi Hikaru," she said with a genuinely happy voice.
Hikaru gazed down at Akari. "Are you ready, Akari? You look very pretty," he greeted as he gazed down at what she was wearing.
Akari blushed at his comment. "Thank you."
Miyuki retreated into a dark corner of the house, done playing her role of the good sister for the night. She still planned on having Hikaru for herself. But Mrs. Fujisaki didn't notice, as Hikaru began to tell her what Akari and he would be doing that night. "We planned on eating somewhere and then taking a walk. But that's subject to change as time goes on tonight. If we find anything interesting while we're walking, we might stop by there."
Mrs. Fujisaki nodded at Hikaru and kissed Akari's forehead. "We might go somewhere else after dinner. If that's the case, I'll see you tomorrow morning."
Hikaru led Akari out the front door as she turned back to her mother, smiling. "See you tomorrow, then," Akari replied.
Mrs. Fujisaki watched the two walk off, Akari laughing at something Hikaru had said. Once they were out of sight, Mrs. Fujisaki closed the door and went to fetch her car keys. Miyuki withdrew from her hiding place and put her shawl on. 'Time to be the happy fiancée,' she thought, putting a smile on her face as she followed her mother out of the house to the car.
On their way to the restaurant, Hikaru and Akari talked about the things they used to do together at the age of seven, although it wasn't much. "That was when my parents bought me my first game console. I spent hours at a time playing one game," Hikaru said nostalgically.
Akari made a disgusted face. "Those games were too scary for me, no matter how much you did to try and make me play with you. All the bribes, all the tickling...." She replied distastefully.
Hikaru looked at her with mischief gleaming in his eyes at the sound of her last word. "And would you say you're still ticklish?"
Akari's eyes widened in regret to what she had just said and immediately wrapped her arms over her stomach and abdomen. Then she grimaced. She didn't have to tell him; her actions just gave the answer away. Hikaru laughed at the sight before him. "I'll try again later."
Akari dropped her arms back down to her side in relief. "How much later is 'later'; that's my concern," she said, a smile beginning to reform on her face. They stopped at a busy sidewalk corner, waiting for the streets to clear.
"Before the night is over is what I consider 'later'," Hikaru answered teasingly.
"Then promise me it's sometime after we eat," Akari said, looking up at her boyfriend.
Hikaru nodded. "It will be as you say," he replied honestly.
They went to eat in a Japanese sit down restaurant and while they ate their meals, Akari was lost in thought, imagining what would happen in the next few hours. There was always something interesting to do in Tokyo. All the good movies got released in the summertime and the movie theater was only a few blocks away. That was surely something the two of them would like. She had thought of window shopping earlier, but crossed that out; Hikaru didn't like to go shopping for anything except for food, particularly Ramen. But every minute or so, her thoughts went back to what Miyuki had said earlier. Her body tingled at the possibility of sleeping with Hikaru that night. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to do it. Akari knew that she wanted it, but it would have to be a mutual feeling for it to happen.
"....Akari?"
She looked up from her food to Hikaru, who was looking at her concernedly. "You can eat your food, you know. That's what it's there f or. You've been staring down at it for the past ten minutes...... are you okay?"
Akari shamefully turned back to her food, avoiding Hikaru's eyes.
"I'm okay; you don't have to worry about me."
As Akari began eating, Hikaru couldn't help but frown. There was something that she wasn't telling him. Not wanting to start an argument, he chose not to say anything and resumed eating. But that only lasted a half hour. Hikaru had finished eating his meal by then and Akari hadn't finished yet. And it was awfully quiet; they hadn't exchanged words since he had caught Akari staring at her food. And everyone else in the room was talking to each other. It didn't seem right that he and Akari weren't talking. Hikaru sighed softly and leaned back into his chair, watching her eat. It was peculiar for Akari to be so quiet, actually.
"Is there anywhere in particular that you'd like to go after this?" he asked Akari out of the blue.
Akari looked up. "We're still going to the park, right?"
"Yeah... then I'll probably have to take you back home, if you don't mind. Before it become pitch black outside, that's all," he answered. It was 7:15, so the sun would be setting in an hour or so.
Akari smiled. There were a lot of happy memories created in that park. Especially at the swings. When they were in Kindergarten, she and Hikaru would have competitions as to who could go higher, but their mothers would stop them, afraid they'd do full circles if they went any higher. Inspired by that memory, Akari finished her meal in ten minutes time. And before she knew it, Akari and Hikaru were leisurely walking in the park hand in hand towards a shaded hill that overlooked the park's playground.
It was a place used by couples every once in a while to spend sometime together in isolation, but still have a source of amusement by looking at the playground in the far distance. Luckily, there were no other couples lounging around. Hikaru dropped onto the ground and laid on the grass, bringing Akari down to lay next to him. Hikaru turned onto his side to face Akari and gently brushed his fingers on her cheek. Akari closed her eyes, savoring the touch. She sighed softly and snuggled next to him, placing her head lightly on his chest.
"It's been a good day," she murmured.
Hikaru grinned. 'You thought it was a good day? I thought it was a great day."
Akari sat up to look down at him. "Then I say it's been a fantastic day," she answered back in a mock dignified voice.
The next moment, she was aware that Hikaru pressed his lips on hers. Her mind drew a blank for the next ten minutes. All she knew was that they were kissing each other fervently. When they pulled apart from each other, Hikaru's hair was all tousled and Akari felt Hikaru's warm hands sliding out from under her shirt. Akari inhaled deeply, realizing what had just happened. She lookedat Hikaru nervously. He had moved up to a sitting position and was looking at the sky dark and pensively.
"Hikaru...." She said softly.
Hikaru's face furrowed, and he stood up.
"The sun's setting. It's best I get you back home now," he said firmly.
Akari stood up and looked at the sky. 'The sun's not setting.... Not yet at least.'
She turned to study Hikaru's face. It had been serious a moment ago; now he looked worried. Hikaru hung his head. "I'm sorry for what I just said, Akari. It's just that I got carried away, and I'm afraid of the fact that it could have gone further..." he said, as if scolding himself.
Akari went over to give him a hug.
"I don't know what I want. What about you?" Hikaru asked her softly.
Akari gazed into his eyes. "I.... Think I'm ready. But I'll wait until you know what you want."
Hikaru smiled and kissed her forehead. "Thanks Akari. So where to next?"
"Let's stay here a while longer. But.... Are you willing to go shopping at all?"
Hikaru laughed. "I think I can do that... for you."
Some time later, they were walking down one of the main streets and Akari was admiring the red rosebud Hikaru had bought for her. Akari laughed softly. Love and time.... They really changed people. Before, Hikaru would have never made such a gesture. His mom would always hint Hikaru and his dad to buy roses when Hikaru was younger, but Akari recalled that Hikaru would wrinkle his rose and declare his dislike for roses and that he would never buy any kind of flower for anyone for as long as he lived. Yet, there she was, holding a rose from him. All they had done throughout the evening had been quite simple, but Akari couldn't get enough of it.
"I wish this night could go on forever," she said to Hikaru happily.
"Well... I could stay over your house tonight, if you'd like. I'd just need to pick up some things from home," Hikaru offered.
"We're not twelve years old anymore, Hikaru...." Akari said, frowning.
"I'll sleep in the living room, and you can still sleep in your room." Reasoned Hikaru.
Akari thought for a while. 'My parents and sister won't be back until tomorrow morning. I guess if your parents don't mind, you could stay. To be honest, I don't like having the house to myself overnight," Akari replied, turning her head to smile at him.
"Then that's my excuse to stay over, Akari," Hikaru said, grinning.
~Once again, please forgive any mistakes.... And I'm doing research to make sure the characters aren't OOC. Ooh...... and I finally remember to mention this... this story takes place a year after the end of the Hokuto Cup....... I am SO random. So hopefully I got the ages right. If only I knew what year they were born in...... I don't know who's older: Akari or Hikaru. Akari's in May and Hikaru's in September, but Akari could be born the year after Hikaru was born... ehhhh... forgive my ramblings.....