A/N: Hey, I felt like writing one and I managed to write two FULL chapters! *applause herself* I'm so happy! In this chapter, we meet both Makoto and somewhat of Rei, but no Haru yet... Hope you are not overwhelmed with the multiple POVs... Also, next chapter will be released sometime next month. Yep, monthly updates...
Disclaimer: See Chapter One.
Sora walked through the male dorm, ignoring the catcalling from the guys. She mentally rolled her eyes at the maturity as she found her destination and knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal the captain of the male part of the Samezuka swim club, Mikoshiba.
"Mizushima, fancy seeing you here," Seijuro laughed, before moving out of the way to let her in. She walked as he asked, "What brings you here to my room?" She heard him shut the door.
"The first year stats for the girls," Sora replied, handing him a packet. "Organized by times and stroke styles." The list took her about an hour to do after collecting the lists from the other second years, imputing them into her computer.
"The fastest first?" Mikoshiba asked, looking through the packet.
"Of course," Sora nodded, looking around the room. It suggested that Mikoshiba lived by himself as the room was barely decorated and one desk was being used.
Mikoshiba seemed to be impressed with the way the stats were organized. "I guess organization was key at Sakurano, huh? Please have a seat."
Sora plopped down on the bottom bunk while Mikoshiba sat at his desk. "Not really, but having your stats written down helps you and your captain work on your swimming."
"True," Mikoshiba hummed, reading through the packet. "Where's your swim times and the other second years' times?"
"In my computer," Sora replied, waiting on him to finish looking over. "I can send it to you if I need to as long as you give me the stats on your first years."
"I have their times written down, but I don't have them organized the way you do," Mikoshiba informed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
"I can do it for you," Sora offered automatically.
He looked at her wide eyed with surprise. "Really?"
"Sure," Sora shrugged, "I have nothing better to do." She had a secret love of organization and would do it in a heart beat, even if he didn't ask.
He handed her sheets with the records. "Knock yourself out."
Before she could start, both of their phones buzzed. Sora picked it up and saw that it was from their advisor with the message reading as URGENT! "What's going on?"
"Apparently, someone broke into the pool. We better go check it out." The two walked over to the pool, Sora's mood being a bit sour.
When the two entered the pool area, Sora saw a teacher scolding a group. Upon closer inspection, she saw one of the teens was none other than a soaked Matsuoka. The other male-soaked three consisted of a short blonde, a tall brunette, and medium-sized black haired. Why does this sound like the beginning of a bad joke?
The teacher scolding the group noticed the two. "Mikoshiba, what are you and your girlfriend doing here?"
"Well, she and I were on a-…" Sora interrupted him with a death glare. "Eh, never mind."
Sora sighed, stepping forward. "Forgive me for correcting you, sensei. I'm not his girlfriend. I'm one of the captains of the Samezuka swim club."
"Oh, forgive for my mistake. I had forgotten that Samezuka started to allow girls here to be a part of the swim club," the teacher foretold, which shocked the tall brunet and short blond.
"Girls at an all boys' school?!" the two exclaimed in unison, while Matsuoka and the third remained expressionless.
"Our advisor put some kind of system, just in case the pool was broken into," Mikoshiba explained, stepping forward to be in line with Sora. "He messaged us to check it out."
"Well, as you can see, it's all taken of," the teacher explained, glancing at the accused four. "The school these students attend, along with Samezuka, will be contacted and there shall be consequences."
"Thank you, sensei," Mikoshiba bowed, before he was about to take off. "Well, those times are not going to organized themselves. Let's go, Mizushima." Apparently, hearing her surname made the four accused boys shock as Sora observed with a calculated look.
"I hope you buys learned your lesson about swimming in a pool after hours," Sora scolded, looking at them with a stern glare. She turned to leave, "See you in class tomorrow, Matsuoka," and exited the compound with that.
"Seriously?" Akira raised an eyebrow. After being told that he broke into the pool, Akira confronted Rin as she entered the classroom. He was there by before everyone and so was she. "You broke into the pool. I don't know whether to praise you or scold you for doing that, shark boy."
"I already got scold-…" he paused to glare at her. "Shark boy?"
"Yeah, you have sharp teeth like a shark," Akira explained, hands on her hips. She leaned closer to his face, making him backup, "Why were you even at the pool after hours? You don't even swim, or do you?"
Akira felt her face being pushed away by his hands. "It's none of your business why I was there." He glared at her, annoyed at her behavior.
She huffed, removing the hand from her face. "Well, as a part of the swim club, it's my business if involves a pool, which in this case it does." He groaned, ripping his hand out of her grasp. "I might leave you alone if you tell me…"
Rin muttered under his breath, Akira hearing something like "…like that's going to stop you…", before he spoke up. "I was wondering the grounds and the pool pulled me in. Before I knew it, I was in a race."
"Really?" Akira asked, getting back in his face. "Was it backstroke? Breast stroke? Butterfly?" She earned another Rin's-getting-annoyed glare. "What was your time? Did you win?"
He pushed her away from his face with his hands on her shoulders. "I told you why and now it's time for you to take up your part of the bargain."
Akira pouted. In her mind, her brain told that it was crazy to even continuing to speak to this guy. He obviously is not going to change his attitude towards her and everyone around him. She wondered if he even had friends. Sora did tell him there were others caught with him at the pool. Were they his friends? Akira didn't know; she didn't know anything about him, other than the fact that he used to be a swimmer and that he came back from Australia. However, her heart told her not to give up and try to help him.
"Matsuoka," she stated in a serious tone. "My offer still stands. If you want to join the swim club, I'll make sure it happens."
"Yeah right," Rin huffed, looking away. "As if I want to." I had a feeling that you would say that, but I'm not giving up on you.
"Just think about it, please," Akira begged, sitting in her desk and getting out her work.
"I think you did better that time, Ametsuchi-san." Aiichirou told her as he helped Yuki out of the water at practice. Yuki found herself wanting to by him, much to the teasing of her cousin. Aiichirou was so adorable and cute, not to mention he had a swimmer's body.
"Aiichirou-kun, you don't have to be so formal with me," Yuki giggled, shaking out her white bob. "Makes me feel like an old lady or something." They had grown close within the two days that they had known each other. They didn't have to be so formal with each other.
"Alright, Yuki-san," Aiichirou piped, blushing shyly. "Spot me?" He got up on the platform.
"Of course." He got on the starting block. "And… Go!" Aiichirou leapt off and splashed into the water. She couldn't help but look admiringly at his form as his arms rose and sank to the bottom on command, mouth taking a breath occasionally. She grew lost in it… Before she knew it, he was about to touch the wall. "T-time!" she sputtered as he surfaced. "You shaved two seconds off your last time…"
"How do you know that?" Aiichirou blinked innocently, panting slightly.
"I-I just do!" Yuki exclaimed, holding her hand out for him. Accepting her hand, he came out of the pool. "We better take this time to Mikoshiba-buchou…"
Yuki looked around the room, and spotted him talking to a girl that Yuki recognized him as Naoki Miyake, Yuki's roommate. Her fuchsia eyes looked over the red-haired girl curiously, wavy chestnut brown locks dripping with water.
"Why is your roommate talking to the captain?" she heard Aiichirou asked, making her look back at him.
"She said something about knowing him from when she was little," Yuki replied, thinking back to their first meeting. "But she didn't give me more details after."
"Oh, let's go anyway," Aiichirou piped.
"Right." She nodded.
"You know that assignment is going to be hard?" Akira asked, before sitting down at a table with Sora and the twins. She turned to Sora, who sat down beside her. "I mean the teacher expects us to complete a protect when he knows we barely have time to work it…"
"The teachers at Sakurano were more lenient," Hisoka voiced, siting with her sister across Akira and Sora.
"Exactly," Akira piped, about to dig into her lunch.
"Yo, annoying girl," a familiar voice grabbed her attention.
"Shark boy?" Akira asked, finding Rin standing there with his lunch tray.
"I really wish you would stop calling me that," Rin growled, before looking at her with a determined look. The look made her almost blush. "You said that if I want to join the swim club, you'll make sure it happens, right?"
Remembering Sora is beside her, Akira laughed sheepishly before composing herself. Damn him for bringing that up in front of Sora… Wait, he said that… "So does this mean you want to join?"
"Why else would I bring it up?" Rin countered, eyes twitching.
"Okay," Akira giggled, looking at Sora. She flinched at Sora's stern glare. "So can he, Sora?"
Sora sighed, "Come to practice today and I'll talk to Mikoshiba. I'm sure if you perform well, he'll let you on." She returned to her food.
"See? I told you," Akira piped, facing Rin who was about to walk off. "Whoa, hold on there, shark boy." She saw him visibly growled, but he stopped. "Join us. After all, Sora has to get your information for the other." Plus, you always sit by yourself.
"It's true. Sit," Sora demanded, taking a sip of water.
Rin growled but he sat down regardless. Akira counted that as little victory, but she couldn't help but stare at the determination on Rin's face as he relayed his swimming history to Sora. What made him changed his mind? Whatever it is, I'm still not giving up on him. He still has that feeling around him, but what? And why do I feel this way? She looked away, returning to her food. Damn you, shark boy… Damn you…
Kiyomi walked the grounds of Iwatobi High School, thanking Kami that Sora decided to give the girls an hour break before practice starts. She had told Minako that she wanted to jog, but in truth she wanted to check out a rumor she heard from a few former friends from Iwatobi. That the school allowed for there to be a swim club.
Kiyomi proved herself to be an intelligent student as she had always received high marks in every subject. While she was calculated and brain oriented in the classroom, she was creative and expressive in the water. She started at Iwatobi Swim Club as a young child, and continued her way through elementary and middle school. She was devastated when she found out that Iwatobi High School didn't have a swim club as well as the Iwatobi Swim Club being tore down. She made a mental note to check out the building at some point in her run.
Only Sakurano, with its prestigious marks and outstanding academic standing, was her hope of swimming. She thought it was fate that she was to stay in Iwatobi since Sakurano announced its closing. Then, she remembered that she didn't believe in fate when Samezuka made the offering of female students attending their school and swimming in their swim club.
Kiyomi was able to find the pool and the Sakura trees. She heard voices and ducked out of sight, observing the people inside the fence. They seemed to be celebrating the opening of the Iwatobi High School Swim Club. So the rumors were true. Looking closer, Kiyomi recognized the guys as the same guys that were on the Samezuka grounds a week ago. Including the 'Nagisa-kun' Minako cannot stop talking about. It's almost like she's in love as Naoki has put it. She shook her head. Impossible… Hmm, I wonder he still goes here.
Kiyomi snuck away from the pool to jog around the grounds until she found her target. She did with the rest of the trach team, she assumed based on their equipment. He was tall, had red-framed glasses and blue hair. Rei Ryugazaki. Where has he been hiding those muscles of his? She shook her head, blushing slightly. I really doubt he has given me a second thought since I transferred.
For as long as she could remember, her and Rei had a rivalry going on with academics. Only in the recent years they had learned to get along and become somewhat close friends. This 'friendship' led Kiyomi to having a crush on him. She thought he felt the same until she asked about the possibility and he responded with that it was illogical impossible. Remembering he went by logic and being stubborn, she dropped it. She gave up on him ever returning her feelings when he seemed indifferent when she told him that she was transferring. They haven't talked since. She sighed hopelessly before turning away from the track practice.
"His kick is pretty powerful," Sora commented, observing Rin take off the diving block. "His free-style is a bit rough than his butterfly."
"I wonder why he has two specialty strokes," Mikoshiba hummed, holding a stop watch. "So far his butterfly seemed to be faster pre-turn."
Akira, what have you gotten yourself into? What have you gotten us into? Sora inwardly cursed. A stroke-confused swimmer who broke into the pool a few nights ago? I don't care about your crush on him, but if he is not going to take his swimming seriously, he's not going to last on this swim team.
Rin proved to be an excellent freestyle swimmer post turn, his time being about the same as his butterfly stoke. He pulled himself out of the water, and looked at the captains expectedly.
"Well?" Rin asked, panting from his lap.
"I like ya, Matsuoka," Mikoshiba boomed, laughing. "You got ambition and good energy. He's got my vote. What about you, Mizushima?"
Sora looked at him with a cold and calculated look. "I don't like him."
Rin growled, glaring at her while Mikoshiba protested at what he thought she was implying.
"I won't lie, and I don't like him," Sora decreed sternly. "He's quick to anger, something he has a lot of, broke into the pool, and is very disrespectful."
"Then why did you tell me to come?" Rin snapped, getting in her face.
"Because Akira asked me," Sora replied simply. "Even if she doesn't look like it, she's very guarded and it takes a lot for her to accept and treat a person the way she's been treating you. She sees something in you that she believes in and wants to help you in any way she can. That's why you got my vote."
"Because of her?" Rin huffed, looking away.
"No, because of your times," Sora responded, making him and Mikoshiba react comically shock. "You've got some of the best times of the second years. But know this, prove to me that you belong on this team. Okay, Matsuoka?" Her response was a nod from the shark. "Welcome to the team."
Junko sighed, looking at the map she had. She was given the task by Akira to run to the convenient store for snacks for their study break. However, Junko didn't account on getting lost in a town that she didn't know.
"I know I should have asked Kiyomi to join me…" She looked around, noticing that the sun was setting. She then walked into a wall. "Oof!"
Hands steadied her. "Whoa, careful." She heard a gentle voice, making her look up. The wall she had walked into had angelic-soft, green eyes and floppy brown hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't see you."
"It's not your fault," Junko piped, surprising herself at hearing her speak coherently. "I wasn't paying attention. Serves me I guess to travel in a place that I don't know…" She blushed, looking away.
"You're new to Iwatobi, huh?" the wall hummed. "I haven't seen you around the high school."
"Oh," Junko voiced, looking at the wall. "I attend Samezuka Academy, not Iwatobi." This information looked like it had shocked the wall. "Junko Ishiwata, second year and member of the Samezuka Swim Club." She bowed at her wall. His hands on her hindered her bow. "Uh, you can let go of me, now…"
"Oh, right." She was let go. "I'm Makoto Tachibana," the wall admitted, finally giving Junko a name. "What place are you exactly looking for? I can take you there and back to Samezuka." There was no way that a man like this could exist! And yet here he is!
"A convenient store…" Junko looked around for said store. "My roommate sent me for snacks, just to pick on me. I don't like being the damsel. Please sir, help me."
"Don't worry, Ishiwata-san," Makoto chuckled, gabbing her map. "I'll kindly guide you to your destination." He stated complete with a bow.
She giggled at his jest, curtsying in return, "Why, thank you, Tachibana-san." The two walked off. "By the way, you can call me Junko. I have a twin sister that attends Samezuka as well."
"As long as you call me Makoto, Junko-san," Makoto bowed to her. Junko giggled once more, believing that this was too good to be true.
"Of course, Makoto-san…"
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