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So, anyways, I'll try to get these out more often. I have good news, thought! I'm completely cancer free... I did it, I beat it. And, I can honestly say, it was thanks to all of you. Thank you so, so much, for encouraging me and giving me something to focus on other than being consumed by self pity. For all the kind words, for all the times anyone of you have told me Andy has helped you... that I've helped you. Just... thank you. You all will never know how thankful I am. You all will never know how just I cherish you all. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Anyways... um... some Andy Kyoya time later in this, and for the next couple of chapters will be them and the occasional Tamaki and Haruhi with them. I hope I'm not making it seems as if I'm fixing their relationship too fast. It'll never really be what it was, their relationship, but it will turn into something new and even more beautiful.

Thank you guys again.

"I've always found myself to come out stronger than before. If you don't let something break you, you're going to come out stronger in the end." - Hope Solo

Andy was looking up at the ceiling, her thoughts circling her head as she can't help but to think of New York. The day before the game, after practice Andy was walking with Hope to get some coffee, and she saw him. A man who, without a doubt, was related to her father. Their eyes locked, and she saw her father's eyes. As Andy told Hope she'd he right back, she looked back to where he was and he was gone.

For the first time in her life, she saw her grandfather. He looked to be forty, but Andy knew he was older than that. He sure did look like a person who would be in cahoots with a mafia of some sort. His red hair with a little grey here and there was slicked back, and he was in a suit. Andy couldn't tell you the brand, but when she described it to Kyoya later, he said it was possibly worth a lot. He looked at her in complete shock. Was he angry she was in town? Happy?

Andy rolls her eyes at her own thoughts. Who cares what he thinks about her. He was never there before, and. since he ran, he clearly didn't want to be in her life. Period, end of story.

Besides, she had bigger problems... like how in the hell will she keep her scholarship now?

Last week was the last game Pia would coach as the U.S. head coach. She was leaving with a record, before that days win, of ninety three games won, four tied, and only five losses in five years. The game started out fun. Andy got a goal in the first half, chipping one over the keeper who was too far off her line. She also assisted to a goal by Shannon.

The second half, Andy got another goal. Honestly, she was just lucky. Abby blasted one at the goalkeeper. She got it, and it bounced off the keeper's hands and toward Andy. Andy just kicked the ball in midair before it could touch the ground, a volley. Went right in. Then, as Andy was closing in on the goal once more, Andy was tackled. As soon as she felt it, she knew it wasn't good. She felt the snap in her leg, and she knew her leg was broken. Both the tibia and fibula were snapped. Andy crashed to the ground, tears coming to her eyes. She felt a hand on her back and Abby looking down at her. As soon as Andy told Abby what she thought, Abby nodded. Abby understood, she broke the same bones, before the 2008 Olympics, no less.

As Kyoya watched this unfold from a T.V. in his room, he wanted to be there for her. Seeing her curled in a ball, as the paramedics started to walk towards her with a stretcher. He watched her wave them off, as the goalkeeper coach and the fitness coach helped her off the field. They wrapped her leg and found her some crutches as she sat on the bench and saw Alex Morgan take her place on the field.

After the game, there was some things shown, videos and such, as the team gathered around Pia. Last game, they gave her a guitar that they all signed, for a going away present.

It was all the players talking about Pia as a coach, and how much she'd helped them. Andy faced showed up on the screen and it show her laugh. The video Andy smiled and said, "I owe everything to Pia. If she wasn't willing to take a chance on me, who was a no one, a kid, I wouldn't have any of this. So, thank you, Pia, for being the first to believe in me, even when I didn't believe in myself."

An hour later, Kyoya's phone rang. She called and told him the news, how she'd need another surgery. He listened as she cussed and hissed in pain whenever it moved.

"It'll be fine, Adeline," He says.

"What if I lose my scholarship," She asks, her voice small.

Kyoya really didn't have an answer for that. He knew that she adored playing college soccer. The rest of it, she could do without, but she still wanted to play in college.

"It takes four months, give or take a week, to heal from this," He says, "you still have six months left of the season. You could still be there for the NCAA championship."

Andy was silent. On her end, tears fell from her eyes as she tried to hold back sobs, failing desperately. "All she wanted me to do was go to college, Kyoya... I need to keep this... especially since now I'm not getting the money from the victory tour games... all that bonus money. If It was just two more games, I could have paid for it."

Kyoya frowns. He hated hearing her like this. "I co-"

"I'm not taking money from you," she said, her voice strong on this subject. She dries her eyes, trying to regain control of her emotions.

"Adeline," He says, "Really, it's no big deal."

"Except I'd have to deal with your stepmother talking all about my 'only wantin' you for your money'," she says, "Seriously, Japan is pretty fucked up about shit like that. Most of y'all think the worst of things."

Kyoya couldn't help but smirk at that. Her accent was coming out. "Adeline, you're worried about something that has not even happened yet, or will almost never happen."

"I know," she says, "But... it's just this new experience with playing with different people is so fun."

"You don't want to fail your team," He says.

"I don't," she says.

"Adeline, you couldn't help what happened. I'm sure they'll understand."

As they got off the phone, Andy promised to speak to him and let him know what was going on. As other calls were made, Andy flew away, and started to mentally prepare herself. That lead to how, currently, Andy was sitting in a bed and thinking about her grandfather. She was back in Atlanta. She was in the hospital, waiting for her surgery.

The door opens as a blonde person walks in, a smile on her face. Angelea Hangler looks at her leg and lets out a low whistle, "you sure do know how to injure yourself in just the worst way possible."

"Oh shush," she says, "Who's my surgeon?"

"Gregory Hunter," She says, "Best we got here. I'll be his assistant."

"Make sure he doesn't screw up my leg, ok?"

She smiles, "I'll make sure he doesn't." She sits on the bed, looking over at her, "How are you holding up?"

Andy frowned, "As well as I could be about... it."

It. Her mother's death... she couldn't bare to say that anymore. So, it was just now 'it'. The pain, while it's not exactly fading, but, it no longer took up all her thoughts. She knew her mother would hate it if it did. But the emotions of her loss were still as intense as ever. It doesn't help that every time that she thinks about it, it's also tagged along with the memory of Andy and Kyoya's fight.

Andy took a deep breath as her door opens and the surgeon comes in. She spoke with him and kept her face calm. She was scared on the inside. She hates surgery. She hates them a lot. She hates the feeling of being put under. She also hated how she acted when she first woe up from being knocked out. She acts like a drunk, it's just horrible.

Soon, Andy feels a needle in her arm, and her eyes flutter close.

"I'm so damn slow," Andy groans, pouting. After her surgery, she took a trip to see Kyoya, since she had about five days before she had to be back at school. She knocks on the door, trying to ignore the whistles from the guys in the hall. She WAS in the guy's dorms, after all. In all honesty, she was sick of these cat calls now. She had to climb four stories of steps, because the damn elevator is broke, and it took her about forty-five minutes. She was in a cast and sweats for crying out loud!

Just as Kyoya open his door, a guy walked by and gave Andy's butt a pinch.

So, when Kyoya opened the door, his first sight was of Andy turning and just punching a guy in the face.

"You bitch," He says, holding his jaw, his eyes glaring at her.

"You pinched my ass," Andy said, "You deserve it." Turning and dismissing the guy, she looked at Kyoya, "Hello."

"Nothing is ever boring with you around," He says, a small smirk coming to his face.

"Well, I had to get even with him, since now my ass is going to have a bruise the size of Texas," she says, as Kyoya hold the door open and let's her in. "Besides, you're not angry or anything he just did that?"

"While I am, I find that you can take care of yourself," He says, shutting the door. "What I'm more concerned about is how exactly did you get here?"

"Train," Andy says, "It was fun. Felt like I was on my way to Hogwarts." Andy smiles over at Kyoya, before sitting on his bed and dropping the crutches. "I hate these damn things," she says, a small pout coming to her face.

"You need them."

"Do I really?"

Kyoya gave Andy the looks she likes to call the 'are we really going to argue about this' look.

"The cast is hard enough to stand on," she mutters.

"I'm going to assume you want to continue your career, so the only logical and completely safe way to get back to play is to do what your doctor tells you," He says.

"Does that include you, Dr. Ootori," Andy says, sarcasm clear in her words.

Kyoya looks at Andy, "Well, normally one doesn't start foreplay like that." Kyoya couldn't hide his smirk as he watched her face turn red.

"Shut it," Andy says, "Just... what's going on with you?"

He sat down next to Andy, telling her about his classes and what he was doing. He also told her storied of Tamaki and Haruhi dragging him all over, being 'tourists'. Andy laughed at the one where Tamaki accidentally bumped into Kyoya, who fell into a fountain.

"I can't get that imagine out my mind," Andy says as she was lying back, tears falling from her eyes as she kept laughing.

"Adeline, have you taken too much pain medication," Kyoya asks, causing her to erupt into a fit of giggles.

Andy takes a few minutes to calm herself down. "No," she looks up at him, "I just missed this is all."

"No crazy stories on your end," He asks.

"Nope," she says, "Well, none that are 'Host Club' level crazy."

"No one should want that level of insanity," Kyoya mutters, causing Andy to laugh once more. He smiles, he did miss this. He missed her laugh and her being so close. It's not the same on a phone.

Andy sits up, looking at Kyoya. "I missed you."

"I missed you as well," He says.

Andy smiles, turning and hugging him. "I'm sorry," Andy says.

"For what," He asks.

"I honestly just don't know," She says, closing her eyes as she feels comfort once again in his arms. It was just like old times... it felt the exact same. Sure, there's a lot more emotional baggage now, but in this moment, that didn't matter to Andy. She just closed her eyes and feels that since of comfort again.

After a few minutes, it didn't take Kyoya long to figure out that Andy fell asleep like that. He smiles, and gets her into the bed, covering her with the blanket. While he wanted to just lay there with her, he wasn't sure how she'd take it, so he just went over to the couch, and, with the other pillows from the bed, decided that was where he'd sleep.

Neither of them could honestly remember what it felt like to hug the other without it feeling forced or awkward. For the first time in a long time, it didn't feel that way at all. It felt just warm and loving...

It felt like they were making progress with working it out.