I groaned as I set down my book, boredom overcoming me.

After the incident, I had gotten a severe fever and I was sent to the hospital, I recovered mostly a day ago, but the damn doctors wanted me to stay for observation.

I already contacted Sanada and Yukimura through email, but only Yukimura answered with a short okay.

I assumed they gave the team a good excuse because no one had come to visit me.

I pushed myself off the hospital bed, covering my scrubs with a black hoodie.

I exited the room, checking if there were nurses around, I wasn't exactly supposed to be out of bed.

I walked through the halls, pretending like I belonged and was able to get out of bed.

I walked down two halls before I found the elevator. I felt a smirk crawl up to my face and I entered an open elevator heading up.

I pushed the highest level, the roof, and the doors were about to close when someone else managed to sneak into the elevator I was alone in.

I didn't say a thing or look up at the person as the elevator went up, up to the roof.

I got off immediately, heading towards the roof gardens when a voice stopped me, "Should you really be up here?"

I froze, the familiar voice filling my ears. I turned to see the arrogant smile of Atobe Keigo.

A wind blew past us as I took him in in silence. I turned back to the edge of the roof, "Is that any of your business?"

"Ore-sama deserves to know whatever Ore-sama wants." He replied cockily.

"And what is it that you want?" I asked, "To beat Tezuka?"

Silence descended upon us.

I looked down past the railing, seeing a man standing up carefully from his wheelchair, a group of people looking at him expectantly.

A chuckle reached my ears, "Ore-sama knew he recognized you." I heard his footsteps coming towards me, his voice becoming louder on the empty roof, "You were there, all those years ago on the day I had my first match with Tezuka."

I turned my head towards him as he stood next to me, "And?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"They called you the Soldier."

I scoffed, playing the title off as if it was nothing, "You believe in that myth?"

"Have a match with me."

I turned, shock on my face, seeing the smirk on his face, "What?"

"Let's see how good you are to warrant Tezuka's attention."

We stared at each other in silence, a smirk on his face, and a dumbfounded expression on mine.

"Well, not today," he said, looking away towards the setting sun, "You're obviously here for a reason."

I never took my eyes off him, my body alert, as if I was in war again, nothing escaping my lips.

He turned to look at me with a strange smile, "I'll be expecting a match soon, Soldier."

He turned back to the door to the elevator, walking towards it as if he had the last word. "Isn't it treason for a soldier to engage in combat with a King?" I wouldn't let him.

He stopped for a second before a booming laughter left his mouth and echoed on the empty roof. He turned his head towards me, "Already giving up then? All the great kings in history have put those who defied them down." He replied snarkily.

"And you call yourself great?" I asked, the words tumbling out before I knew it.

There was a silence. Then it started out as a snort, a chuckle, a laugh, and ended with a snap.

"Be awed by my prowess, soldier, be awed by your king!"

I came back to school and was greeted by Akaya fussing over me, Marui and Niou making fun of me, Yanagi requesting I give him the full details about my high fever, Yagyu greeting me back with a smile and a mystery novel, a Jackal fussing over me, and Sanada and Yukimura avoiding me.

I didn't blame them, what I said was ridiculous even to me.

A chin placed itself on my head, "What'd you do to piss Sanada and Yukimura off so much? Because I've gotta try this."

I looked up and saw the face of Niou Masaharu and I pushed him away from me, "Shut up Masa-senpai."

He glared at me and started to noogie me, "Who said you could call me that Mamo-chan?!"

I struggled out his grip, protesting, "Masa-senpai!" I groaned out in annoyance.

"YOU LITTLE BRAT!"

We spent the rest of the practice trying to hit each other with our tennis balls in a match.

I got two hits on him.

I opened my shoe locker after morning practice had started, my arm slightly tired from the "fight" I had with Niou when a purple letter fell to my feet. I picked up and stared at it for a second, confused.

"Ne, Mamoru, you got any foo-" the gum fell out of Marui's mouth when I turned to look at him, the envelope in my hand, "YOU GOT A LOVE LETTER?!"

Suddenly all eyes were on me and my eyes opened wide in realization. Japan and their shoe locker love confessions, I cursed in my head.

Before I knew it, Niou, Jackal, Yagyu, Akaya, and Yanagi popped out of nowhere, their eyes wide in shock or a blank expression on their face.

Unless you're Niou Masaharu who slung an arm around his kohai's shoulder, a wide smile on his face, "Good going, Mamoru!"

The bell rang as the people dispersed, me still frozen from the shock of receiving a love letter, I didn't realize that Akaya had dragged me to class before the tardy bell rang until approximately ten minutes later.

I finished my piece of bread and looked up, to see everyone's eyes on me. I gave them a blank look, "What?"

"What are you going to tell the girl?" asked Marui, not beating around the bush, "Did she leave a name and do you recognize her?"

I nodded, "I know her, she's a nice person." I commented, drinking my water.

"So what are you going to say to her on the roof?" asked Akaya, having skimmed the part of the letter that said to meet on rooftop B's garden.

I shrugged, "The truth."

"Which is?" Yanagi pressed.

I shrugged again and took a bite from my apple.

I arrived at the rooftop first, well before the girl I was meeting, but the others were here, it wasn't hard to feel a familiar presence, or presences in this case, sometimes it's your only hope in war.

the door hesitantly opened and a familiar voice greeted me, "Kirigaya Mamoru-kun?"

I nodded, "Takamatsu Sachi-san, how are you?"

She smiled, she didn't seem nervous, nor did she seem confident. She just seemed, normal, "Good, Kirigaya-kun, but I didn't call you here for such formalities."

I didn't respond, giving her an expectant look.

"I like you," she stated with a laugh, "But seeing how your senpai yelled you received a love letter, I guess you understood that."

I let the edges of my mouth curve, "Yeah."

"So?" She pressed.

My lips fell again, "I'm sorry, Takamatsu-san, but I can't be in a relationship with you."

I heard slight movement and grumbling behind a bush behind me.

"Why?" She asked, curiosity in her tone, strangely for a girl who just got rejected.

I shrugged, "I am gay."

Gasps and shouts of surprise escaped the bush, attracting both of our attention and all the regulars excluding some insignificant third years, Yukimura, and Sanada, tumbled out from behind it.

Takamatsu was confused, "Huh…?"

I sighed and led her away, "I am sorry about them."

It wasn't surprising that I was gay, I mean I was a woman in my past life, and I was just always attracted to males, even as a male myself in this life.

Akaya, seemed uneasy around me now, he was just a kid after all.

The others looked at me differently, but the word had spread only to Yukimura and Sanada, even Takamatsu spoke of it to no one.

I put a hoodie over the shirt I was wearing after practice and closed my locker. I turned and saw Akaya quickly look away from me.

I stood there, staring at him with a blank expression, our eyes meeting every time he glanced at me.

I sighed and put my bag down, "Just because I'm gay, Akaya, doesn't mean I'm going to eat you."

He jumped at my confrontation and turned to face me, "I didn't mean to-" he fumbled, "I mean I didn't want to-"

He let out a loud sigh, "I'm sorry is what I'm trying to say."

I sighed and cuffed his ear, "Idiot."

He glared at hit me back. I smacked the back of his head. He jumped onto my back and I struggled to stay standing, "Akaya!"

"Why do you always go for the ears?!" he asked loudly.

"Wait- Akaya!"

"KIRIHARA!" We froze at the voice and I turned to see Sanada with Yukimura behind him, "Get off of him!"

Akaya scrambled off and stood next to me with his feet together and completely still with small squeak.

I grinned at his fear but it fell off my face as Yukimura pulled me away from him and into his office.

I faintly could hear Sanada scolding Akaya but it disappeared as the door closed behind us.

The captain sat himself at the desk and motioned that I sit across from him. I obliged with confusion and worry.

"Genichirou and I decided," he started, "That if you think you have an injury coming, you tell us, you tell us if anyone else knows, you tell us if you do get injured. If anything at all bothers you, you tell us. Is that understood, Mamoru?"

I took a second to take it all in before nodding in confirmation.

Yukimura looked me over before nodding, "Very well, dismissed."

I quickly shuffled out of the office, ignoring everyone's curious looks and left without a word.

Mamoru is gay! or straight? Gender changing is too hard.