Sanada and Kimihiro walked towards the shopping district in complete silence. Sanada was a bit surprised. Kimihiro is always teasing him. Making him lose his temper. But ever since school had ended that day, she has been unusually quiet. Not that Sanada was complaining. He loved the silence. But he couldn't help but wonder what the matter was.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and stopped. It was Kimihiro. She was pointing to an art supplies store across the street. Sanada nodded to her and they crossed the street with her quietly following.

Once inside the store though, Kimihiro's quietness ceased and she had started to look more like a child in a candy store. She walked around the store in an excited manner looking through all aisles to find the appropriate papers and pens for their poster.

Sanada watched her in complete silence. He always felt that he had women all figured out. That they were nothing but trouble. Seeing Kimihiro had only strengthened his beliefs at first. But now he felt he just couldn't figure her out. One moment she's out to take my life and the next, she's working peacefully with me. Just what is she thinking? He mused.

"SANADA-SAN" Kimihiro called rather loudly this time. For the past 5 minutes Kimihiro had been trying to get her partner's attention, but seemed really out of it. Upon hearing her calling loudly, Sanada snapped out of his thoughts to look at the girl. She was holding two papers of the same shade (or so he thought) in her hands. "Which one should we take?" she asked. Indecision etched on her face. Sanada knew he shouldn't make any questions regarding the shade. Pretending to look carefully, he randomly pointed to the paper in her right hand. Kimihiro gave him an annoyed look and proceeded towards the cash counter with the other paper mumbling something about horrible taste.

He rolled his eyes. If you have it figured out, why even ask! He paid for the things and walked out of the store. Not bothering to take the bag Kimihiro was carrying. They then proceeded to go back home, having no clue of the rowdy bunch of bishounen following them. Oh, only if they knew the excitement they were creating just by going shopping together.

"Wahhhh! You were right Kirihara-kun!" Jackal said. None of the regulars believed Kirihara when he had burst into the club room to reveal the news. Niou's confirmation on the matter had them confused. But when the hand holding incident was mentioned, the entire team (sans yukimura), decided to go and 'find out'.

Just to clear things up, there was no hand-holding incident. It was just Sanada passing the supplies list to Kimihiro. In his excitement, Niou had thought them to be holding hands.

"Isn't that Kimihiro-Chan?"

"Aa"

"But I thought that they were always quarrelling!"

"Maybe it's just to fool the others."

"But we won't be fooled this easily, fukubuchou!"

"We know your secret. Hehehe"

They watched with great interest as Sanada and Kimihiro walked away together. Not having a clue of what the tennis team was conspiring.

The next day was the same as always. Well, almost. The day was filled with his and Kimihiro's bickering, classes and tennis practice. But for some reason almost all his friends were giving him weird looks. Not that he cared. He had a crazy bunch of boys as friends. No one can really tell what they are up to. But even Yukimura was giving him weird smiles. And that got him thinking. It's like everyone knows something except me. He wondered what it could be.

Yukimura had also received an elaborate report of his team's sleuthing. He had a hard time controlling his laughs for he knew what the case actually was. But he wasn't going to bring his friends' hopes down that easily. No. He was a kind person. And he wanted his friends to have some fun. Poor Sanada, he wouldn't even know what hit him.

To be continued…

A/N: This chapter may be a bit short. Hoping to update more soon. Please review. It would mean a lot to the author. :3