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Chapter Three

Friend's Place

After Shinku stormed out of the penthouse, she realized that she had no place to go. She didn't have any friends, and she didn't try to make any since people annoyed her. She only had her family to go home to. She couldn't though because her grandfather would be expecting her to be living happily with Sanada Genichirou at the moment. She had to make it clear to her father that she would live in the same penthouse, but not in the same room, and definitely not in the same bed. She would have to see what she could do about that. Maybe buy another bed?

Shinku sighed. She ended up walking to the park and sitting on one of the swings as she thought about what to do. She was still in her school uniform since she as too busy freaking out back at the penthouse to change to her regular clothes.

As she swung, she thought of the possible people there was to go to. It was difficult because she had nearly zero friends, and the friends that she did have she didn't contact in a long time. Shinku sighed as she stood up from the swing. There was only one person that she could go to, and she didn't ever want to talk to that person again. He was a good friend, but she had done something terrible to him. She didn't even know if he forgave her or not yet. They haven't spoken in three or four years ever since they were in elementary school

Shinku shrugged her dainty shoulders before storming angrily off. She couldn't believe she was actually going to him, she had promised herself that she wouldn't ever talk to him again ever since that incident. She had nowhere else to go though, so desperate times meant desperate measures.

Her feet dragged as she slowly started to walk to his his house. Excuse her, his mansion. They had gone to the same elementary school together before she moved.

His place was so far away though, in a completely different place. While she was in Kanagawa, he was in Tokyo. It would take a long time to get there, but if she called a taxi . . .

Shinku sighed in an exasperated way as she finally gave in and whipped out her cell phone to call a taxi. She waited ten minutes after that until the taxi finally arrived. She shut the door of the cab and said, "Tokyo. Hyotei Gakuen."

The cab stopped in front of the darkened Hyotei Gakuen. It was too late for anyone to be there. Too late for any regular person to be there at least, but Shinku knew that there would still be at least eight people still left on the grounds, training because they didn't want to lose again to either Rikkai or Seigaku.

She looked down at herself and noticed that she was still wearing the Rikkai uniform since she didn't have time to change when she got to her and Sanada's . . . new place. A shiver ran up her back as she thought of her unfortunate new home. That was one place she would never go back to if she had a choice.

Her footsteps echoed upon the cold cement sidewalk. She swore that people could hear it from miles away, or was that just her nervous heartbeat? She shook her head trying to rid herself of the thoughts. The guy was nice, too nice, he would have forgiven her by now. They hadn't seen each other since elementary school three or four years ago.

"Excuse me," a voice said behind Shinku. She turned around to see a girl with a sour expression on her face as she regarded Shinku. "The school is closed. It's only open to any of the students who go here and obviously you don't."

Shinku's face wrinkled up at the thought of having to talk to such an annoying and mean girl. "I'm here to see someone," Shinku stated as she started to walk away again.

"Hey! Did you just not hear what I said? This school is closed to you!"

"It doesn't matter to me. I'll only take a second. It depends."

Shinku continued her course towards the school tennis courts as the girl followed her and started to complain again about how she shouldn't be at the school.

Shinku turned to glare at the girl. "Will you just shut up?"

The girl was left shocked as Shinku continued to walk away.

"You can't talk to me like that! Do you know who I am?"

Shinku ignored the question, but the girl kept talking.

"I'm Atobe Keigo's soon to be girlfriend! I'm his number one fan!"

'Great. A fan girl,' Shinku thought.

Soon, Shinku reached the tennis courts. The girl ran up to the fence were all of the regulars were at and said something to one of them. The one she talked to immediately looked over to where Shinku was and smiled. Shinku felt creeped out at his smile and he opened the gate and walked over to her.

"Well, what is a Rikkai student doing here? Are you a fan girl sent over here to take our game plans?" the guy pushed up his circular glasses and flashed her a seductive smile.

"No," Shinku replied shortly.

"I'm Oshitari Yuushi," the guy said. He held out his hand.

Shinku didn't want to touch him, but she tried to be polite and she put her hand gingerly in his.

Instead of shaking it like she expected him to, he pulled up her hand and kissed it softly on top.

Shinku's face displayed utter shock at what he did. She had heard that that was customary in the European and English speaking countries, but she had never seen that done in Japan before. She yanked her hand out of his grasp and glared the Oshitari.

"No need to give me that look," he said coolly. "You are here for a reason after all, and I think it would be to the best of your benefit if you were nice to me."

Shinku had to admit that he was right, so she forced a smile and said, "Well, thank you very much for greeting me. My name is Miyaharu Shinku. I would . . . I would like to see someone on the team."

"Eh? Are you a fan of him? Who could it be? Anyways, you look very cute when you smile. How adorable." He patted Shinku on the head as he led her to the courts. Shinku ruffled her hair to get the scent of him off of it. He was tall, really tall, about 5'8. He was almost a complete foot taller than her 4'8 (and a half!).

Shinku's eyes widened at the sight of the courts. They had much more courts than Rikkai did, but then again they had over two hundred members, so it sort of made sense.

She saw him before he saw her since his back was turned to her. His gray ruffled hair was blowing slightly, and it brought back memories of the past. Shinku gulped at the thought of how mean and terrible she was at him. She just wanted him to forgive her.

"Ootori Choutarou," Shinku called out from her position.

He turned around and his eyes formed two huge saucers. "Shinku-san?" He stood rooted the spot.

Shinku looked down at the ground. "Hello, Ootori-san." She didn't know why she was being so formal, they had always called each other by their first names and they had known each other for a long time.

"Shinku-san!" —he rushed to where she was— "I've missed you. How have you been?"

Shock was the first thing that Shinku felt. He missed her? Impossible. If anything, he hadn't forgiven her yet. Her mouth frowned in disdain as she realized that they were being watched by all of his friends and she hated the thought of people, especially strange people, watching her ask Choutarou if she could stay at his place. Her mouth formed an upside down V as her frown deepened.

"Hey," Choutarou whispered softly. He touched her mouth with his fingers, "you shouldn't frown. Come on, be happy." He gave her a sweet smile.

Shinku swallowed her pride and her dislike for people and said, "Is it okay if I spend the night at your place? I don't have any other friends, and I can't go home."

Choutarou's eyes widened with worry. "Why can't you go home?"

"I'll explain it to you all later."

"Okay, I trust you." He smiled again.

A bad shiver ran up Shinku's spine. He shouldn't have been saying things like he trusted her. Shinku's gaze went over to his teammates and she saw that some of them were smiling hugely at Choutarou, while others were sort of looking at him in shock. Why? What happened?
Then a red headed boy bounded up to Choutarou and asked, "A girl is going to sleep over at your house tonight?"

"I-it's not like that!" Choutarou stuttered as he blushed deeply at the meaning behind the red head's words.

"What?" Shinku asked.

"Oh!" The red head turned to her. "I'm Mukahi Gakuto!" he announced. "Who are you?"

"Miyaharu Shinku," Shinku said back.

"Pretty name!"

There a coughing noise coming from where everyone else stood. A guy with purplish-gray hair came up and said, "Choutarou-san, will you not introduce your girlfriend to ore-sama?"

Choutarou blushed again and said, "She's not my girlfriend! We're just old friends that's all."

"Old friends?" all of his teammates repeated. "Sure . . ."

Shinku's eyebrow creased in annoyance. She didn't like them when she saw them, but now she disliked them even more! "What time are you done with practice?" Shinku asked.

Choutarou turned his attention to her and forced his blush away. "I'm done right about now. You came just at the perfect time. I didn't expect you. I haven't seen you in four years, so I was surprised when I looked over and there you were. You know Shinku-san, you haven't changed a single bit. You still look and act exactly the same."

"Um . . . thank you I think." Choutarou was the only person outside of her family that she could stand and actually talk to and be nice to.

"So . . . I have a car and I'm able to drive you over to my place. Do you have a change of clothes?"

"Uh . . ." Shinku didn't answer that question.

"Hey Choutarou-san!" Gakuto called from where the other regulars are. "Atobe-buchou is getting really angry at the fact that you haven't introduced your girlfriend to any one of us yet. Well, she introduced herself to me and Oshitari-san, but other than that, no one!"

"Oh . . . um . . ." Choutarou hesitated and blushed before answering, "Everyone, this is my friend Miyaharu Shinku. She's from Rikkai as you can see, but she used to go to elementary school here at Hyotei."

"She did?" everyone exclaimed.

"Um, yes, but she's a year younger than me so chances are that you didn't ever see her."

"Are you saying that she's a first year in high school now?" Jiroh piped up from the bench where he was previously sleeping.

Choutarou looked at Shinku and she nodded at him. "Yes, she is a first year in high school," he replied.

"Lets go now," Shinku whispered to Choutarou as she pulled on his sleeve like a child.

Jiroh hopped up from his bench and ran over to Shinku yelling, "How cute! She's like a little doll or a kid or something!" Jiroh scooped her in his arms bridal style and started to spin her around. Shinku closed her eyes and held on to him for dear life since she didn't want to be dropped. He was spinning around really fast too. Jiroh suddenly stopped and looked at Shinku with wide eyes. "You're scared? You really are like a child or something! That is just so adorable!" He hugged her tightly as if she were a doll.

Shinku's eyes popped out of her head and her brows got creased as she got angry and annoyed at the fact that a stranger was hugging her and swinging her around like that.

Choutarou laughed at the look on Shinku's face and said, "I think you should let Shinku-san down now Jiroh-sempai. Look at her face."

Jiroh took another look at Shinku's face and saw that her terrified look had transformed into an extremely angry/annoyed one. "Sorry!" he said quickly before putting her gently back on her feet. He patted her several times on the head because he couldn't help himself. "We should go to the Manga Tea House sometime, Shinku-chan! It's my favorite date spot!"

Shinku gave him a look and then hurried back to Choutarou, hiding behind him.

"I didn't know you liked those types of girls, Jiroh-san!" Gakuto exclaimed. "Sure she's cute, but I thought you said you liked cheerful girls!"

"I do like cheerful girls, they're my type," Jiroh said back. "It's just that she's so cute I can't help myself! I mean, look at her! She's so short, and her hands and feet are so small and her hair is so long! She's like a tiny doll or something." He patted her once on the head again.

Shinku didn't like being regarded as a doll. She noticed that Jiroh and Kirihara had the same tastes, they both liked cheerful girls. If that was the case, then why were they bothering her and talking to her so much? She was so confused at why they even talked to her. They said they liked cheerful girls, but they decided to be all nice and friendly towards her even though she always had an unintentional glare on her face.

"Oh wait! Shinku-chan!" Jiroh called out. "You go to Rikkai right? So you must know Marui Bunta! He's so cool and awesome! I have a wristband that belongs to him! I took it from him during the newcomer's tournament at ichinen a few years ago! Will you tell him hi for me? He's just so awesome!"

Shinku thought it was creepy that Jiroh had a wristband that belonged to Marui Bunta. She looked up and said, "Stop calling me by my first name since I didn't give you any permission. Call me Miyaharu-san."

There was a silence.

"Okay then!" Jiroh complied.

Standing at the back of the group was Hiyoshi Wakashi, and he was blushing extremely. Shinku was the cutest girl he saw. She looked like a doll, and he liked delicate girls. He liked how she looked like such a delicate breakable doll (though he could do without the personality).

"Why are you blushing, Hiyoshi-san?" Oshitari asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"No reason," Hiyoshi quickly said.

"It is because your type of girl is a delicate girl?"

"N-no!"

"Well then, why are you staring at Miyaharu-san like that?"

"It's nothing. I'm just wondering if she's dizzy or not from being swung around by Jiroh=sempai because she looks so delicate."

"I knew it," Oshitari chuckled.

"What?"

"Nothing, Wakashi-san."

"Hmph."

Meanwhile, with every exchange of words there were, Shinku was getting more irritated. You could practically see a vein pop on her forehead as the regulars patted her on the head and introduced themselves to her. She couldn't take it anymore, so then she just shouted, "Shut up! Stop touching me! I hate people!" When she stopped shouting, her hands were gripped into fists, and she gritted her teeth. Shinku's face was extremely red as if she were blushing, but it was actually red from anger.

Choutarou sweat dropped as he grabbed Shinku's hand and said, "Well everyone, we're going to be going now. Sorry about the outburst. That's just how Shinku is. So . . . bye!"

Choutarou dragged Shinku off of the courts and to his Mercedes. Shinku, by then, had calmed down enough and was no longer red faced.

"Are you okay, Shinku-san?" Choutarou asked hesitantly.

"I'm fine." That was the end of that conversation. Shinku refused to talk until they had reached Choutarou's house.

"I think my parents will remember you," Choutarou said.

Shinku just nodded her head.

They both walked to the door and it was opened by a butler. He greet Choutarou and gave Shinku a curious look. Choutarou just shook his head at him and continued on to his parents' study.

"Mother, father," Choutarou called out. "I brought a friend home. You might remember her."

His parents looked up from what they were doing and smiled at the both of them.

"So you found a girlfriend, eh Cho-kun, my darling," his mother cooed. She walked up to the both of them and smiled widely. "This makes me so happy to see you with a girl that you like!"

"She's not my girlfriend, Mom," Choutarou said. "Anyways, she's my friend. Don't you remember? Miyaharu Shinku from elementary school?"

"Oh! I remember!" Choutarou's mother squealed. "She was so cute back then!" —She turned to Shinku— "Oh! And you're still so cute! Adorable! Come sit down with me!"

"Mom!" Choutarou groaned.

"What is it?"

"I was wondering . . . could Shinku stay the night tonight? She says she doesn't have any other place to go."

"Of course she can stay!" Choutarou's mother side with widened eyes.

"You two behaves yourself now," Choutarou's father said from his spot on an armchair reading the newspaper.

Choutarou blushed. "Of course we won't do anything!"

"Good boy then."

Choutarou turned to Shinku. "Come on Shinku-san, I'll show you to a guest bedroom and you can explain everything to me.

After a long explanation. Choutarou stared at Shinku with wide eyes.

"You're engaged?" he asked surprised.

"I am . . . unfortunately. I hate people," Shinku replied. "I never thought I would get married. I planned to spend my whole life single, but now I'm sort of forced to." Shinku grumpily sat on the guest bed, glaring at some random flower on the sheets.

"I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything."

"I'm sorry about your engagement . . . I just can't believe that it's Sanada Genichirou you're engaged to."

"I'm not thrilled about it, but the only person who seems even less happy than me is Sanada-san himself."

"Well is there anything else you want to tell me?" Choutarou asked.

"Well . . ."

Sanada looked at the clock on the wall. It said twelve, as in midnight. He kept pacing around the new living room and looking at the clock. He knew he shouldn't have let that girl go out alone. It was dangerous for a girl to got out alone at night. He couldn't help thinking about all of the bad things that happened.

It's not like he cared for her, but his whole being was always all about respect and politeness. He should have stopped her because that would have been the responsible thing to do, and trust me, Sanada Genichirou is always responsible. Whether he wants to be or not.

He paced the room several times before deciding that she wasn't coming home. He couldn't just sleep though knowing that she was outside at that time of night. Sanada banged his fist against a wall to get all of his anger out. She was such a stupid girl, running out like that and everything. He hated that fact that he had to marry her when she showed to respect to people at all. Sanada let out his frustrations in a groan and hurried to put on his jacket. He took out his cell phone and called the Miyaharu residence asking for Shinku's phone number. Once he got it, he slammed the door shut and walked out of the building, searching for Shinku.

I thank everyone for reading this! Hopefully you'll leave a review for this chapter too! Preferably a nice one. :) That would all be awesome of you guys!

Anyways, sorry for the long chapter update, I just started school on August 4th, and I've been super busy! I have and essay due every week for Pre-AP English. So busy busy. Also, I've just run out of inspiration for a bit, but I just an awesome movie that gave it back to me! So I hope you guys enjoy it even though it's not what I wanted to be exactly.^^