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Last: "Yoshi, I've decided. I like you!" said Marui, grinning. That caught her off guard.

"Haa?"

"Let's become friends!" He then realized that they were approaching his house. "See you around then!"

"Weird guy," Reiya concluded.

When Reiya got home, she went upstairs to get dressed in her school uniform. She buttoned up the white collared shirt and pulled up the black skirt and white stockings, leaving the (in her opinion) constricting strpied tie for last.

She then went over to her dresser and pulled her dark hair from her tousled ponytail to two loosely tied bunches. She used silver hair pins to clip her bangs back and perched wire framed glasses on her nose. Even though her real last name was unknown, Yukimura Seiichi was still her twin brother and they looked relatively alike. The change in appearance helped her keep a low profile, especially since he was so feminine.

Sometimes I feel like he's girlier than I am, Reiya mourned. He even likes flowers way more than I do.

She walked downstairs to eat breakfast. When she reached the kitchen, she noticed a note from her parents saying that her father had a business trip in who knows where, and her mother had accompanied him. This was nothing new, so she ate her meal alone as usual.

Maybe once in a blue moon, her parents were there since her father traveled a lot for his work. And as for her brother...

Well, tennis club practice started at 7:00, which was when Reiya always timed her run to come back at. Since her brother always left at 6:30, she would conveniently miss him.

Yeah. Conveniently. It wasn't like she was avoiding him or anything. She just happened to come back at that time... Okay, so maybe she was avoiding him. But who wouldn't after an incident like the one three years ago?

After finishing up her eggs and sausages, she washed her dishes and proceeded to the entrance of the house. She grabbed her school bag and black blazer from the coat rack and stepped outside.

The frigid morning air cooled her face as she left the warmth of her house. She shivered.

Whose bright idea was it to make the girls' uniform skirts so short? she wondered.

She spent lunch lying under a nice, large tree she found. Its hanging branches provided a cool shade, and she placed a random book over her eyes to block out sunlight. But her peaceful calm was interrupted when she heard some footsteps on the grass crunching over. They stopped near her. Curious, Reiya tilted the book up.

In front of her was a nervous looking girl who seemed to be waiting for someone and didn't notice her on the other side of the tree. She soon found out just who the girl was waiting for when a redhaired boy came walking over in a relaxed pace, the complete opposite of the fidgeting girl.

"Hey, Yuki," he said, raising a hand. "What did you want to talk to me about?" The girl steeled herself before blurting out her next words.

"I-I really like you Marui-sama!"

Sama? Reiya wondered incredulously.

"Ehehe," the boy laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, but I'm not really interested in relationships right now, you know, with the Kanto Tournament coming up and all."

"I see," the girl looked down sadly. "Well then, excuse me!" She dashed off, tears escaping the corners of her eyes.

Reiya sighed. Too much drama. She placed her book back on her face.

"Aww~ that was mean," a new, sly drawl intruded.

"Like you're any better, Niou," Marui retorted. "At least I say it nicely."

"Puri~" was his only reply. Then, Reiya heard footsteps that became louder as they neared her location.

"Watcha doing?" Marui asked, poking her. Trying to sleep in peace, she thought hopefully.

"You know that this tree's a popular confession spot right?" Did I just say that out loud?

"Yeah." Wait a minute this is kinda familiar. The name 'Marui' is kinda familiar too...

Reiya lifted a hand toward her head and slid the book down, sitting up. And came face to face with a pair of light-purplish eyes. She blinked slowly.

"You—!" They started at the same time.

"Who are you again?" asked Reiya smiling sheepishly. Marui jolted.

"Seriously? It's me!" he exclaimed, pointing at himself. "You know, the person you ran with just this morning? You are Reiya, right? Man, I almost didn't recognize you with your glasses and hairpins. You looked so much cuter this morning without them."

"Right, the weird guy." The boy's silver haired friend snickered, and Marui glared at him.

"Oh?" said Niou. "Let's see if what Marui said is true." Reiya frowned.

"What?" Immediately following her question, her glasses were yanked off her face, and her clips and ties were pulled out of her hair in one smooth motion. Reiya shot up with a start. "What was that for?!"

"Hmm..." Niou examined her closely. Tousled ebony locks parted to the side tumbled to her waist, side bangs framed her face and covered part of her forehead, and startled, dark purple eyes stared at him defiantly. "You're right, she's hot. Why do you wear those glasses and hide your pretty face? Piyo~"

"Give those back!" For once, the girl decided to be active and made a grab for her things. However, the tall boy moved them out of reach. He continued to stare at her.

"Doesn't she remind you of someone, Marui?" The redhead went to stand by his side.

"Now that I think of it, she kinda does. I wonder who?" Niou's observant eyes briefly caught a panicked look on Reiya's face, who made another grab. This time, he let her take them back. She sat down with a huff and fixed her accessories back on. Then, she reached into her bag and dug out a melon-pan¹ she had bought earlier in the cafeteria, and was about to take a bite when she noticed Marui staring at it starrily, a bit of drool in the corner of his mouth.

"No. Get your own."

"But they're fresh out!'

"No. I'm not giving this to a guy who only talked to me because he thought I was cute."

"I never said that! Well maybe at first, but not anymore! Please?"

"No, it's my favorite.'

"Don't be stingy!"

"So now you're only talking to me for food."

"That's not it!"

"No."

"Come on!"

"Puri~"

Reiya took a deep breath and settled the violin on her shoulder and her bow on the strings. This would be her third attempt at playing the piece. She started playing the piece, putting in the same energy she used to put into tennis. When she finished, she looked up at her teacher.

Nakamura-sensei was stone faced for a moment as she walked over to her. Then, she patted (more like slapped) her back.

"If you can play like that, that's how it should have been in the first place!"

¹Melon-pan (melon bread)- a bread with a melon-like crisscrossing pattern on it

A/N: How is my story so far? Let me know what you think! Also, can someone tell me what months the prelims, regionals, nationals, etc. took place?