Sanada fell face-first on his bed groaning in frustration. The world's out to get him. He was sure of it. The walk home with Yukimura was like a cherry on top of this horribly embarrassing day. He had never felt so cornered in life. Not even in a losing tennis match (which didn't happen often).

Yukimura had claimed that he needed to buy a few things on their way home and asked if Sanada would accompany him. Sanada had wanted to say no and run for his life. But Yukimura's sad smile at seeing Sanada's discomfort broke his heart. And he ended up being guilt-tripped into going on the oh-so important shopping trip.

The shopping trip was a fluke. They basically roamed around the shopping district looking for stuff to buy. He had a feeling Yukimura had somehow found out about the embarrassing incident. He wasn't sure. And for the sake of his sanity he refused to confirm his suspicions. If someone came to know about this, he would have to die of shame. The feared fukubuchou was now having mushy dreams about girls. How embarrassing!

Do keep your hormones and hands in control, ne? Yukimura's words played in his mind. Yeah, right. As if any of that was my fault. It's her fault. All of it. Yes, that's it.

"Moshi moshi. This is Arima Yuna." Arima said into the phone while climbing into her bed. "Moshi moshi Arima san." Came the reply from the other side. "I couldn't get much out of her, but I have a feeling she likes the other party. Or at least thinks of him." Arima said in a serious manner. "We need to try harder Arima san. I too, wasn't successful in attaining any necessary information today during our, ahem shopping trip." Arima chuckled. She knew of said shopping trip. They sounded like agents passing crucial information. "The other party is a bit hard headed. It might not be so easy." "Both parties are." The person on the other end countered. "Tell me about it." She said wryly. "We need a plan." "I have one." Arima could almost see the devious smile on her partner's face. "What are you waiting for? Tell me already!" Arima said growing impatient.

The next half hour or so was spent discussing said plan thoroughly. They decided the wheres and hows of the first phase and called it a day.

"Well, let me know if anything else is needed, Yukimura san." "You too. Arima san." With that they both hung up.

Soon after Sanada's 'confrontation' with the other team members, Yukimura had shared his thoughts with the fukubuchou of the girls' team. Both had wanted to test their theories out. Somewhere along the way, they'd become really good friends and had realized that both Sanada and Kimihiro's feelings ran deeper than they thought. But their childishness didn't let them accept, let alone admit it. So, being the great friends that they were, they decided to bring them together. Thus all the information gathering and planning.

The sadist captain smirked as he prepared to gather 6 capable young men to help himself and Arima in their plan.

Sanada was going through his World History textbook. His grandfather had found him sleeping face down and half-hanging from the bed. Embarrassed and tired from the day's events, he had fallen asleep without so much as changing out of his uniform.

His eyes stopped on a chapter they'd discussed a few weeks ago.

We did that project together on this chapter. She made a pretty poster. She looked so pretty the day she came home. I miss talking to her.

He slammed his textbook close and headed downstairs. He needed help.

Once downstairs, Sanada decided to slip out of the house unnoticed and go for a jog. But fate would not have it. Apparently, his fate refused to cooperate with him much lately. His grandfather had caught him sneaking out and was dragging him over to their patio.

Sanada sat beside his grandfather with a red face. He was too embarrassed to say anything. The light breeze outside wasn't helping much. This was the first time someone had caught him sneaking out like that (it was his first time sneaking out like that, poor Gen-chan). And what was worse was that his grandfather was the one to catch him.

He was brought out of his thoughts with a shooting pain on his back. Gen'emon had seen no other way to get his grandson to snap out of it than hitting him with his trusty cane. "Pay attention while I'm talking. What happened to you Genichirou? " said grandson only stared dumbly.

"What happened to that friend of yours?" Gen'emon asked. "Kimihiro, wasn't it?"

Sanada gulped and nodded.

"Well?" Gen'emon asked again.

"We haven't been talking…lately." He mumbled.

"Oh? Why is that?"

"She.. uh.. she's not.. um she's busy, I think."

Gen'emon only raised his eyebrows.

"Plus," he continued "I have other things to deal with."

"Well that's a shame. I thought she was a fine young lady."

"B-but she gets on my nerves, distracts me and argues with me. She does not give me peace." He said grumpily.

Gen'emon sighed. What did I do to get such a clueless grandson? He's too strict for his own good.

"Maybe. But she does make you happy. Does she not?" he asked. Genichirou only opened and closed his mouth a few times in an attempt to say something. But in the end, sighed in defeat. "Well…" he trailed off. "A little bit, I guess."

"Shouldn't that be a strong enough reason for you to be with her?"

"…"

"You know, having someone who makes you happy is a good thing. You're young, Genichirou. Now is the right time to have friends, go on dates and have fun. Even your grandfather has done his share of dating when he was young." Gen'emon winked. Genichirou stared at his grandfather with wide eyes. Gen'emon laughed at his grandson's bewilderment.

"Talk to her. Tell her how you feel. She could be feeling the same." He smiled.

Sanada nodded in understanding.

For a smart, athletic kid, Genichirou was pretty dull in the romance department. His grandfather shook his head helplessly. He only hoped Genichirou would learn to live and have fun like other kids. He frowns too much for a high school kid. Maybe Kimihiro could bring him out of his strict shell. I hope he realizes this in time.

Sanada sat in his bed rewinding his conversation with his grandfather. She really does make me happy. He thought. Her smiles, her bickering, everything about her makes my life more interesting. I want her to know that. I'll definitely tell her. But how?

To be continued…

A/N: I have a feeling, this chapter is very crappy. Please review and let me know what you all think.