Sorry for the long wait. Of course, the only excuse I have is school. We all know how that is right?

Chapter Begins

As the day went by, I slowly found myself anxiously waiting for class to end. I had caught myself fidgeting, chewing my pencil, and any other bad habit I could think of that I did when I was waiting for something to happen. Occasionally I would glance at the clock on the far wall, but being in the back of the classroom made it a tad hard for me to see what time it was. Most of the time, I would casually lean over in my seat, quietly asking my peer for the time, to which he would reply after glancing at his watch. After a few repeated moments of this, I could tell he was getting annoyed with my pestering.

"Sorry Hiroshi," I apologized when he asked why I had been pestering him about the time again, "I'm just a bit anxious today. I'm going to meet up with some friends I haven't seen since middle school."

Hiroshi smiled at me halfheartedly, nodding as he accepted my apology. He glanced at his watch again, reading off the time, "Don't ask me again though; I need to finish up this paper. Besides, we only have a few more minutes of class."

I said my thanks to him again, turning back to my own paper on my desk. I had finished it only a few minutes ago, my chicken scratch handwriting seeming readable. While I waited for class to end, I decided to proofread my paper, making sure I hadn't made any spelling or grammatical errors. Taking out my eraser, I silently thanked myself for deciding to write in pencil today.

"I don't think that's supposed to be spelled that way."

I looked up, watching as Hiroshi pointed at my paper with a smug grin. Swatting his hand away, I erased the word he was pointing at and rewrote it, checking the spelling twice to make sure it was correct. I glanced at him again, watching him read over my paper.

"Is there anything else I can fix for you, Spelling King?" I said sarcastically.

Shaking his head, Hiroshi turned his eyes back to his own paper, "Nothing else seems to be misspelled or out of place, so no. And, Spelling King? What are you; a second grader?"

I shrugged, "Making fun of you in a childish way adds a little spice to everyday life."

Just when Hiroshi was about to retort with a snide comment, the bell rang, signaling for the end of class. The shrill sound echoed throughout the hallways of the university, along with the happy sound of chatting college students and tired teachers. Standing up from my desk, I grabbed my stuff and strolled to the front of the classroom. I placed my paper in a small pile on the front desk, nodding a goodbye to my professor as he too started to pack his things for a long rest at home. Once I was out of the classroom and into the hallway, I slipped my cell phone out of my bag, searching my phonebook for Fuji's number. It quickly came up and I soon found myself pressing the call button.

"Hello," I heard a voice from the other end of the phone line say.

"Hi Fuji," I said happily, "It's Tsuki. I just got out of class and was wondering where the reunion was being held. I don't want to get lost, now do I?"

I laughed at my small joke, making my way through the crowds of people in the hallway so I could make my way to the parking lot outside. On the other side of the phone line, I could hear Fuji chuckle lightly. I could also hear the faint noises of people shuffling around and setting things down everywhere.

"Are you already there?" I asked, curious as to what the noises were.

"Yeah, I wanted to get here early to help Oishi set up," Fuji replied, "Anyways, do you know remember the small café I took you to the last time we saw each other?"

I nodded, but quickly realized that he couldn't see it, "Yeah, I remember."

"Oishi's apartment is a couple of blocks away from there, go straight for two street signs and turn left. He's the first apartment home you see," Fuji explained, "You should be able to recognize it right away, but if you still get lost, just give me another call."

"Okay, thanks Fuji. I'll see you all soon."

Ending the call, I placed my phone back into my bag and took out my car keys instead, pressing a small button as I unlocked the door to my car. I slowly slid into my car, shutting the door behind me and placing the keys into the ignition. Glancing in my rearview mirror, I carefully backed out of my parking space and started driving on my way to Oishi's apartment.

Fuji's POV

Placing my cell phone back into my pocket, I turned my attention back to what I was doing earlier. I grabbed a plate full of food, carefully walking to Oishi's dining table, and set the multitude of finger foods onto the wooden surface for the rest of our old team to snack off of. Turning around, I was met face to face with the mother hen hosting the party, a small smile on his face.

"Did you invite somebody, Fuji?" He asked, his smile looking to be one of curiosity, "Maybe a girlfriend from your college?"

"It's nothing like that Oishi," I replied, "I did invite somebody along though."

"Oh," he said, going back to preparing things for the reunion with a smile, "Who is it? Do we know her from Seigaku?"

"We all know her," I replied, a smirk replacing the gentle smile I usually had. I didn't bother saying who it was and Oishi noticed this, taking note that I would rather keep Tsuki a secret from everybody until she came. If I was lucky, she would be the last to arrive.

"Well at least it's someone we all know," Oishi said as he placed a couple more plates next to the one I had set down, "It should be interesting seeing another person from Seigaku."

Our small conversation was interrupted when the doorbell to Oishi's apartment rang, telling us that someone was at his front door. Volunteering to answer it, I made my way to the entrance and opened the door wide, recognizing two very familiar faces.

"Fuji-sempai, it's nice seeing you again," Momo said, greeting me with a big smile. Beside him, Kaidoh waved, his head low. "It's been a long time since I've been able to call you 'sempai', but it just seems to come naturally."

"It's nice to see you too, Momo, Kaidoh," I chuckled, stepping aside as I let them enter into Oishi's home, "It certainly has been awhile. Did you two arrive together?"

"What? Me, arrive with this snake?" Momo said, offended, "Of course not! We just happened to arrive here at the same time! I would never be caught going anywhere with him."

"And you're one to talk!?" Kaidoh retorted angrily.

Soon a verbal fight caught on between the two. I sighed, smiling to myself as I remembered how they used to do this back in our middle school days. I was surprised to see that they hadn't changed one bit.

Turning back to glance around outside the front door, I noticed a car pull up the sidewalk in front of Oishi's home, the passenger door opening to reveal an older Inui. He turned in his seat, thanking whoever was driving the car, before stepping out and walking up to the front door. I raised a hand as a gesture of welcome, stepping aside once more to let him in.

"Fuji," he nodded as a greeting, his thick glasses still obscuring his eyes, "It's good to see you again."

"You too Inui," I said, closing the door once I was sure nobody else was waiting outside.

I walked with Inui to the kitchen of Oishi's apartment, the both of us watching as Oishi finally finished preparing the rest of the food. He glanced around the small area he was in, frowning at the mess that surrounded him.

"I hope I made enough for everyone that's coming," he said in that worrying tone of his, "If not, we could always head out and go somewhere to eat."

"Saa, it should be enough," I said, calming Oishi down as I grabbed the last two plates of food from the counter, "I'll go set these down on the table and we'll wait for the rest of the group to come."

Oishi nodded, leading Inui out of his messy kitchen and into the living room where Momo and Kaidoh had moved their quarrel to. As I placed the plates down on the table in what little available space there was, the doorbell rang once more. I could see Oishi stand from his seat on his couch, striding over to answer it. I frowned, hoping that it wasn't Tsuki so that I could keep the small surprise a surprise. To my relief, I heard the familiar kind voice of Taka-san at the door.

"It's good seeing you again, Taka-san," Oishi greeted, leading his next guest to the same place all his other ones were seated at.

I walked into the living room, greeting Taka-san with a warm smile as he waved at me. "Now all we're waiting for is two more people," I commented.

Momo looked at me curiously, "What are you talking about Fuji? Both Tezuka and Ryoma don't live here anymore, so the only one we should be waiting for is Eiji, right?"

I chuckled once more, putting a finger up to my lips in a hushing motion, "You'll have to see who the mystery guest is once everyone arrives."

Momo pouted, about ready to ask more questions when he was interrupted by a person knocking at the front door. I stood silently, ushering Oishi back down into his seat so he could rest and stop worrying about things so much. I walked over to the front door, opening it up to reveal Seigaku's old acrobatic player.

"Fujiko, it's been a long time since I've seen you," he said cheerfully, "I almost feel like we've grown apart. It's been forever since I've talked with you."

"I feel the same," I said, placing a sincere smile onto my face. I looked at him with an amused look, pointing to the doorbell, "Why did you knock when there was a doorbell right there? We would be most likely to hear the doorbell than your knocking. Who knows how long you could've been standing out here?"

Eiji looked at the doorbell, his eyes widening, "I didn't know that was there! I guess I wasn't really looking."

We both laughed and I led him inside, sitting down with the rest of the gang. Soon, we all started talking about our lives now and how we've all changed since our time in Seigaku. Momo and Kaidoh were freshman in their college, just starting out and not knowing what to do with the rest of their lives. Taka-san was planning on taking over his father's sushi shop, but still decided to go to school just in case he finds something else he might want to do. It was interesting hearing Oishi tell us about his studies; it was almost a bit too obvious to all of us that he would want to me a marine biologist. Of course I told my small tale about wanting to be a photographer. Though, when asked what he would be doing in the future, Eiji merely stared at all of us with a blank look.

"You guys are so good at knowing what you want to do," he said, a frown on his face, "I haven't even decided yet! Right now I'm just getting by with a part time job at a pet shop."

"You have to figure out what you're going to do sometime, Eiji," Oishi said, giving his old doubles partner a worried smile, "What are you majoring in?"

"History," Eiji answered, point blank. His eyes widened a bit in realization, "Ne, but I don't want to follow my father's footsteps! I want to major in something different now, nya!"

We all laughed as Eiji complained about his possible future as a history teacher, his hand flailing about in an exaggerating motion. Our laughter and enjoyment was all soon cut off as the silent ring of a cell phone echoed through the air. Hand going to my pocket, I wondered if Tsuki had really gotten lost as I had expected she would. Unfortunately, it wasn't my phone ringing.

Tsuki's POV

Squinting through the window, I watched as the street sign I was looking for passed by. I smiled to myself, eyes focusing on the road as I tried to look for a sign that would tell me where the reunion was being held. Pressing lightly on the break peddle, I came to a stop at a red light in the left turn lane. Drumming my fingers on the steering wheel a bit impatiently, I felt a feeling of overwhelming relief wash over me when the light finally turned green. As I turned the corner, I cautiously looked around for Oishi's house. A red car pulling out of a driveway caught my attention as it drove the way I had just come; it had pulled out of the driveway I was looking for, luckily for me. Pulling into a parking spot, I excitedly got out of my car and skipped my way up to what I presumed to be Oishi's front door. I knocked three times, hoping that I wasn't too late for the party.

"Ah, Tsuki-chan, it's nice to see you again," Fuji smiled as he opened the door wide for me.

"I saw you only a few days ago," I commented, laughing a bit as I stepped into the welcoming atmosphere of the apartment, "But it's still good to see you too, Fuji."

He nodded, leading me through a hallway. From where I was standing, I could hear the loud laughter of who I could only guess to be Momo, and the soft, happy voices of Taka-san and Oishi. My smile widened further when they went completely silent, watching as Fuji and I walked through the small doorway that led into Oishi's living room.

"Hey guys," I said, a hand in the air as I waved, "Long time no see, huh?"

Chapter Ends

I wonder whose phone was the one that was ringing. Hmm, maybe we'll figure it all out in the next chapter, ne? Until next time, stay what? DRUG FREE! All day, all night, alright! (That's how my school's announcements end, heehee!)