"Hi guys!" Misaki shouted as she met her boys. "You really sucked out there!"

"As always, you sure know how to cheer us up." Ayumu mocked.

"It's a gift. You guys can't have it." Misaki flipped her hair. "It, like, can only be girls that say stuff like that. Just kidding. You guys actually did pretty well today. This team has just been practicing with specific people on our team to mark. They have all been watching the second and third years play ball. But not the first years. I think you know the switch that's going to happen."

The third and second years sighed. They wouldn't get to play for the rest of the rest of the game. Crystal and Misaki huffed at their behavior. The first years hadn't been able to play most of the games, only one or two, and they wanted to play.

All of the first years, though, were bursting with excitement. They finally get to play again. They had practiced, and their team was one of the few that let all of the players-second, first, or whatever string-play in at least one game. That way, everyone was happy. Well, most of the time.

"If we lose our way," the first years looked up at Misaki, who was smirking, "Then I'll carve a path out of my own sweat and blood."

All of the team members grinned at the girl; her words, as always, uplifting their spirits.

Misaki and her team; family in many ways.

As the buzzer rang, Misaki stripped off her jacket and sweatpants; revealing the sky blue Sekai of her jersey. The crowd was silent with confusion; why was there a girl on a boys basketball team? Misaki stepped on the court; making eye contact with the captain of Kirisaki.

"What? To scared to come out on the court to be beaten by first years? Pathetic." Misaki smirked as she taunted the tormentor.

"Me? Scared of a girl?" The captain laughed. "I can't wait to get you caught in my web."

"That's gross, man. You're a pervert and a person with god-awful sportsmanship." Misaki made a grossed out face.

"Shut up, Misaki. You're the real pervert." Haru, the tsundere of the team, replied dryly.

"I hang around hormonal boys all the time. It's bound to rub off on me."

Us girls know how perverted we can get.

A few minutes later, it was five minutes in. Misaki hadn't really done anything special. She had just passed the ball while watching everybody to see their habits. The other team was wondering about what was going on.

Was she just all talk and no play?

Her team was playing hard, and they even scored a few points. Now the scoreboard said 33-45. Thirty-three being Sekai and forty-five being Kirisaki. She got tired of the other team pushing around her team. Sure, they hadn't started to hurt her team yet, but they had come pretty close. She gritted her teeth at the thought.

Hitting one of her team mates in the stomach and stealing the ball from him was the last straw.

In less than five seconds, she sprinted across the court jumped to slap the ball away from Hiroshi Yamazaki before he dunked. Before he could react, Misaki was already halfway across the court. She stopped and threw the ball to make the three-pointer.

The crowd went wild when she made it.

This was the first time that anyone had seen Misaki do something that normal girls couldn't do when she was in Japan.

There go the fangirls/fanboys. Please don't put blood on the floor.

Sekai had won the game 93-50. The team hadn't even worked their hardest. They felt like it wasn't worth it to do their best when the other team used underhanded tactics.

Boy did they get a scolding from Crystal. Mr. Momoka had also doubled their training because of it.

"Sorry, sis. Can I get up now?" Misaki had her head down, sitting on her knees. She was talking in English, because she liked the privacy of being able to just talk without someone listening in on her conversation. "How do you even know this position? What's it called again?"

"I don't remember the name of it, but it is said that people usually do this in Japan when they are sincerely sorry for what they did."

"...You suck." Crystal glared at her sister for saying the sentence.

"Say that again, and you'll be sitting there longer than you are." Crystal sighed, deciding to switch back to Japanese. "You can get up. I have news to tell you."

"What is it?" Misaki looked at her sister questioningly as she stood up.

"We're facing Serin next."

Author's Note:

Hello! Sorry for the short chapter. I'd like to send a shout out to a person that had commented on this story. Thank you, MRocks! I hope that the Dad will seem better to you in the chapters to come!