3-First Day of School

The Fuji Residence

"Syuusuke! I'm going to be late because of you! You should have woken me up!" She gently shoved her cousin while picking up whatever he was about to eat and ran out the door. "I'm off to Rikkaidai!" Hisashi darted outside and just barely made it to the bus stop. She quietly sat down and stared out the window as the bus made its way to Rikkaidai Middle School. By her stop the anger inside her had quelled and she calmly exited the bus heading off in search of her classroom. As her uneventful first day of school drew to a close she waved goodbye to her new friends and headed off home.

"You can't leave yet. You have to see the tennis team and then you'll understand why they're so popular!" Her new friend Miki dragged her away.

"Okay I see them and I'm going home now."

"You can't you haven't actually seen them play!" Miki hauled Hisashi back to the courts.

"I have a sadistic genius tennis playing cousin. Nothing will make me change my mind right now."

"You still need to watch them play."

"If I watch them play will you show me where the music room is? Miki, Miki, Miki," Hisashi asked her question before realizing her friend's attention was on the tennis players. "Never mind it shouldn't be too hard to find." Hisashi left her friend in her daze as she wandered around looking for the music room. When she found it she took a seat at the piano and pulled out blank sheet music. Slowly over the next hour the sheet was filled with music and if one listen closely enough they could hear the piano echoing through the school. Fuji, who of course was overprotective of his cousin, showed up on Rikkaidai grounds when Hisashi didn't come home. He opened one of the school's doors and after taking a few steps inside he heard the sound of a piano being played. Knowing it was his best shot at finding her he rushed after the music.

"Syuusuke, is this going to become a habit of yours? Rushing over to where I would be when I don't come home before you," Hisashi didn't even need to look up.

"You didn't even call to say you would be coming home later." Fuji calmed down and resumed his typical smiling eyes closed face.

"Gomen, next time I will remember to call when I'm not coming home," Hisashi packed up her things and followed her cousin home, with full knowledge that it was going to be a long year with her overprotective cousin.

The Tatsunori Residence

"Bye Obaasan. Bye Ojiisan." Yoma called out to her grandparents as she looked forward to the new school year. She charged full speed ahead when she saw An waiting outside her own house. "Hey ready for school?"

"Yeah, now if only my brother would hurry up," An slightly complained.

"Gomen An for making you wait, uh hi," Tachibana nodded to Yoma.

"You remember Yoma, don't you oniisan?" An reminded him.

"Ah Tatsunori-san nice to see you again," Tachibana replied with his memory now jogged. The girls entered a vivid discussion catching up since they last saw each while Tachibana walked behind them. When they reached the school they parted ways in order to head to their classrooms. They paid attention to their lessons during the morning, when lunch rolled around An and Yoma met up and were joined by the tennis team. There was some quick introducing and then a conversation most of the time about tennis. The girls often had a conversation on their own when they got bored of the tennis topic. The bell rang and the group scattered returning to their classes. Near the end of the day Yoma started to stare at the window, desperately wanting to enjoy the fresh air seeing as the weather was still nice out. When the bell rang to let them out Yoma met up with An and they hung out for awhile before Tachibana approached and the siblings had to go home.

Seigaku

Zhou, Kira wandered onto the familiar Seigaku grounds on the first day of her third year at the school. She bumped into some of her old friends and talked with them before heading off to class. The school day passed with little drama for the classmates of the whirlwind child, Kira's nickname. They knew that on days when she was calm, quiet, and in control of herself a storm was brewing and when that storm would be released no one knew. So her classmates, freaked out by her unusual disposition on the first day of school, gave her plenty of space. She found one of her friends fawning over the boy's tennis team, mainly the stoic captain.

"Hello! Sakura! Please depart from planet Tezuka! Return immediately to Earth where oxygen exists!" Kira poked her friend over and over again while waving her other hand in front of the girl's face.

"Huh? Oh gomen Kira-san," Sakura had a tint of pink cross her face as she humiliated herself once again in front of her senpai.

"I don't mind, just make sure you like him not like a fan-girl," Kira patted the second year on the head. "Now I'm bored." An evil glint came into Kira's eyes, the storm had arrived.

"Me too," The evil glint was now in both their eyes and their classmates scattered leaving those too stupid and the helpless freshmen to weather the storm. Some of those stranded in the storm were three freshman huddling together, who later would be dubbed as the 'freshman trio'; a pair of girls: one timid and the other blunt; and a fourth freshman boy who seemed to be cocky, very cocky. Suddenly the Whirlwind Child and her apprentice started putting on a dramatic, fresh out of their heads, in English thoroughly confusing everyone around them. After their little show was done they broke down into hysterics at everyone's faces. The tennis team who had disappeared somewhere on the school grounds found the duo in hysterics and their frightened schoolmates. Kira didn't mind, she was on good terms with the tennis team and they respected her, for reasons the school has never known but the seven third years share. Sakura on the other hand held her breathe as they showed up.

"I guess the storm has passed," Oishi noted as the laughter slowly subsided.

"Are you sure?" Kira gave a fake menacing glare to her friends before they all let out a small laugh, minus Tezuka and maybe Inui.

"Haha how do you know this wasn't the calm before an even greater storm?" Sakura regained composure and the confidence to talk to the third years.

"Saa, there's always another storm more powerful from you two." Fuji smiled sadistically.

"True, true," Kira dusted herself off, after all rolling on the ground in a fit of laughter can cause quite the layer of dirt and dust. "Well congrats my schoolmates you have survived the first storm of the year, have fun." Kira walked off the grounds and headed home, leaving almost everyone speechless which of course was how she wanted it.

A/n: Continuing to give the background to the girls as they show up.

Name: Zhou, Kira

Age: 15

Hobbies: Scaring the shit out of people and causing storms that are rooted in her boredom.

Life Style: Grew up in Japan her entire life.

Relatives: Mom, dad.