Kisa was right. She really didn't like what the other members of the band had decide to make her do to pay them back for pulling the tickets. Kisa had a lot of self confidence issues, and they knew that. So what did they do? They made her have to wear this outfit for the concert. Kisa was currently wearing A long sleave white denim jacket that showed off her stomach, a short white skirt that stopped just above her knees and a pair of knee high boots. Her long dark brown hair was tied in its usual braid. Granted it could be worse, far, far, worse. But it still wasn't great.

"Yo, Kenji!" Saita called. "It's time to go on stage."

"I can't go out there looking like this!" Kisa wailed.

"Come on Kisa." Ayane said. "Your friend Kazuma is out there, right? Do you want him to have come all this way for nothing?"

Damn it. Ayane always was good at finding people's one weaknesses. Hers was that she couldn't stand the thought of disappointing a friend. Kisa sighed. Well if she was going to go out there, she'd might as well get it over with.

As Kisa stepped out onto the stage, lights nearly blinding her. Then the music began and she instantly became lost in it. There was no stage, no crowd, nothing, but her and the music. She heard her queue an began the song. She voice rose high and strong, reaching every ear in the stadium.

Soon the concert was over. Kisa was about to get changed when Ayane came in.

"Hey, Kenji. Someone's here to see you."

"Who is it?" Kisa asked.

Ayane shrugged. "Some guy in a red tank top, white shorts and sandals. Tan skin, black hair, dark eyes." Ayane described.

Kisa recognised the description instantly. It had to be Kazuma. Though she hadn't expected him to be wearing that same outfit. Completely forgetting that she was still in her stage outfit, Kisa rushed passed Ayane and down the hall to where she was sure Kazuma would be. Sure enough, at the door that connected the backstage to the main hall, there was Kazuma.

Kisa smiled brightly upon seeing her dear friend. "Kazuma!"

Kazuma looked over at hearing his name being called. He smiled. "Kenji. Long time no see."

Kisa walked up to him that bright smile still on her face. "It has been a long time." She blinded as she looked up at him. "Wow. You really shot up. You're, like, a foot taller than me now."

Kazuma smirked. "Guess that's how growth spurts work." He turned serious. "Kenji, can I ask you for one more favour?"

Kisa blinked. "What is it?"

Kazuma sighed. "Some of my class mates couldn't get a clear interpretation of your songs. You know over all the noise of people cheering. So... I was hoping you could talk to them and help them get a clearer idea."

Kisa smiled. "Sure. I can do that."

Kazuma smiled back. "Great, they're just this way."

They walked down the hall to one of the private sitting rooms. Kisa figured that the Jinnouchi's must have rented it so Kazuma's class could compare notes after the concert.

Kazuma opened the door and walked in first. "We're here."

"Welcome back, Kenji!"

Kisa looked up, startled by the sudden loud greeting. There sitting in front of her on all of the couches, were all of the Jinnouchi's that had been there when she first came here. The people, who in one short summer, she had come to think of as a second family. They were all smiling warmly at her in greeting.

"What?" Kisa was completely dumfounded.

Kazuma placed a hand on her shoulder making her look at him. "We all came to see your concert, since there wasn't any chance that you were going to come to the house."

Suddenly it all clicked into place. "You planed this from the start." Kisa said accusingly, turning to face him fully.

"How else was I going to get you to see everyone?"

Natsuki walked up to them and put a hand on Kisa's shoulder. "Don't be mad at Kazuma, Kenji. It's good to see you again."

Kisa stared at Natsuki in surprise. She thought Natsuki, of all people, would be maddest at her for what happened. She looked around at everyone. Seeing all their smiling faces. Even after she'd been so rude to them and lied to them all, they were still willing to let her back into their lives. A small smile inched its way across Kisa's face.

"You sure have changed, though." Natsuki continued. "I didn't think I'd ever see you wear something like this." Kisa gave her a confused look. "I didn't think you'd have the confidence for wearing that top, let alone the skirt."

That was when Kisa realised that she was still wearing her stage outfit. Upon realising this she blushed a very bright red, turning to rush out the door as she did.

"K-Kazuma! Why didn't you tell me I was still wearing this?! I've gotta go change!" She shouted in panic.

Before she could leave, however, Kazuma grabbed the back of her jacket's neck and pulled her back. Everyone in the room laughed at Kisa's embarrassment as Mansuke came over and slapped her on the back.

"Come on, kiddo. You need to be more assertive. In that outfit, you could have any young man eating out of your hand!" He burst out in his usual cheery laughter.

The Jinnouchi's managed to coax Kisa into sitting down with them, despite the outfit. Kisa smiled. Sitting here, eating with everyone, laughing and messing with each other... It reminded her of how things were before her brother died and before she left five years back. She'd missed it. This warmth, this closeness, the laughter and joy. It had been so long since she'd last felt it.

"So, Kenji." Mariko, began. "How long are you going to be in Ueda?"

"Well, we've got another performance at the end of the week, but, we don't have anything else planed. And it's summer, so I don't have Collage at the moment." Kisa said think.

"Oh, you're in collage now?" Mansaku asked. Kisa nodded. "What are you studying?"

"Programming." Kisa said.

"Really? That's great, Kenji." Kiyomi happily.

"Yeah," Natsuki agreed. "You always were good with numbers."

"So, where are you staying while you're in Ueda, Kenji?" Mariko asked.

"Well, at the moment, I'm staying at hotel in town. Saita's got a friend that he's staying with, with Ayane and Hajime has some relatives that live nearby." Kisa explained.

"Now that's not very fair." Naomi said.

"Indeed." Mariko agreed. "Kenji. As soon as we're done here, you are to pack your bags and prepare to leave. You are staying with us."

And, that's how it began.