A/N: So after getting pelted with rocks, turned into a lackey because of the last chapter [frowns] AND after taking 2 months of vacation [whistles innocently] I find myself back here…in the blank—very bland white room locked in until I produce a new chapter of this story so…I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I've also picked up a few new people who have favorited the story; thank you new people [waves] and to my dedicated readers. Thanks for sticking with this story for as long as you have!

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What's Going On?

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THE sun had managed to make an appearance just as the ninth grade class had been about ready to celebrate a lack of physical education that day. Now, completely uniformed in their proper P.E. attire the ninth graders found themselves jogging around the large slightly damp track. Jogging alongside Kimiko, Yame listened as her best friend talked mindlessly about some boy she had met earlier that month, all the while nodding where appropriate. Eyes darting around at the other students, jogging; a frown settled on the redhead's face. "Have you seen Mae-chan?" She probed cutting in on Kimiko's rambles and stopping, Kimiko glanced over at her friend before blinking.

"Yame," she called coming to a stop and glancing over at her, Yame also came to a stop. Fellow classmates easily jogged by them, each group of two chatting animatedly amongst one another as they past. Quirking a brow, Yame placed her hands on her waist and brushed her bangs off her face. "What's the matter Kimi-chan?" She probed and biting her lip, Kimiko wrenched her fingers together and glanced over at the other students still jogging. "I don't like Maeda." She stated her eyes coming to meet Yame's wide ones. Blinking, Yame couldn't seem to wrap her mind around the words Kimiko was saying

"Wha—why? She's nice!"

"To you she is. Remember the guy I've been telling you about?"

"Y-Yea."

"Maeda treats him like dirt. I don't know why…but I just don't like her. She's not your friend, Yame."

Silence melted in between them both in which, Yame frowned and Kimiko stared at her friend hoping that the redhead would listen to her. "Yame, I—" She stopped and bit her lip trying to think of exactly what she was trying to say. Yame stood there, her gaze now settled on her white tennis shoes and her fingers prodding one another nervously.

"Maybe we should just pretend this never—"

"Ayame?!"

The sound of Hinta shouting out the redhead's name caught both girl's attention and turning, they both watched as he jogged up to them. Hinta waved widely, a slightly nervous grin spreading across his face as he slowed down upon approach. "Hinta?" Yame called quirking a curious brow and stopping Hinta scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, his large blue/green eyes darting over to Kimiko who looked just as curious as Yame was at the moment. "Um, can I talk to you for a moment…alone?" He probed his gaze darting back to Kimiko who blinked before realization dawned on her and she nodded.

"I'll just go…" she mumbled pointing at the track before wheeling around and started jogging stiffly down it. Yame stared after Kimi before blinking and diverted her gaze back to Hinta. "What do you want to talk about, Hinta-kun?" She asked staring at the brunette who bit his lip before nudging Yame in the arm slightly. "Let's walk and talk k?" He insisted and nodding, Yame agreed.

Steps in sync, Yame stared at nothing in particular and not knowing what to do with her arms, she locked them behind herself. The redhead couldn't deny it, her heart was pounding wildly in her chest and after hearing from Kimiko about how much Hinta cared about her, walking a hairsbreadth away from the brunette was a little more than awkward. Sucking in a deep breath, Yame decided that she'd do it, that she'd make a decision once and for all while standing beside somebody who clearly couldn't get over her.

"Hinta I—"

"Yame I—"

They both stopped after practically speaking at the same time and standing still, Yame looked away from him, cheeks slightly tainted. Her heart was threatening to burst out of her chest and the stillness was almost unbearable. Sucking in another breath, she squared her shoulders and squeezed her eyes shut and just as she opened her mouth to speak she was once again cut off by Hinta. "What's Daisuke and Sora doing out here?" The question was more of a mumble than anything else and popping one eye open, Yame looked at Hinta before following his gaze and sure enough there were the two juniors. Standing next to the Physical Ed. teacher, Dai was speaking quickly while Sora stood beside him, nodding fervently.

The sight of both Jacks on the field when Yame was more than positive they were supposed to be in World Literature brought an uneasy feeling to the pit of her stomach. If Dai and Sora were out here during her P.E. class that could only mean Kenshin had sent them; and by the strained looks both juniors were wearing it wasn't to do simple paperwork. Looking away from the slightly boring, one sided conversation, Sora's gaze locked with that of Kimiko's who was staring curiously at him while jogging around the track.

Kimiko seemed to mouth the words "What's the matter?" in which the blond junior returned with a halfhearted shrug before motioning for her to come over. "So you don't mind if we take them Coach?" Dai was asking and from the corner of his eye, Sora watched as the large man tapped his chin in thought before nodding. "If its THAT important…" he trailed off and Daisuke grinned before looking over at Sora. "Go get Yame," he instructed and nodding, Sora started jogging across the field and as Kimiko passed she grabbed hold of his arm causing both of them to come to a stop. Eyes clashing, Kimiko seemed to search Sora's large cerulean ones for a moment before frowning.

"What's going on? You guys never pull us out of class." Her voice quivered and Sora shrugged, brushing his hair out of his face. "It's nothing really; Kenshin's just called an urgent meeting." He explained and Kimiko frowned not pleased with his answer but nonetheless, released Sora's arm and continued towards Daisuke and engaged in a short conversation filled with one word answers. Turning around, Sora spotted Yame and Hinta staring at him curiously and jogging, he approached them both. Extending his left arm, he grabbed a hold of Yame's wrist and flashing a broad grin, winked at Hinta. "I need to borrow her for awhile," he stated and Hinta nodded stiffly but said nothing as Sora began dragging a slightly disoriented Yame away from the brunette.

"Sora, what's the matter?" She probed and biting his lip in contemplation, Sora shrugged before giving the redhead another assuring grin.

"Duty calls." Was all he said and turning back around, he continued on his way, leaving Yame to stare at his back with a worried expression.

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A/N: OK I know…I took 2 months to update then when I do actually succeed in updating this I give you guys THIS crappy chapter to read. I'm SORRY! PLEASE DON'T PELT ME AGAIN!! [pulls at chained wrists] Argh, curse you Ten-khai for locking your Sempai to this stupid desk! I've just been extremely preoccupied with my own affairs sooooooooo my writing's suffered. I'm aware that this chapter might have been a slight---let down BUT nonetheless it's an update and I hope everyone can just see past my total FAIL and enjoy the rest of the story. Next update—no IDEA:)