3 years after

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It's been three happy years since then. Three happy years for Alex, Tagia, Himuro, and me.

But, just like the seasons, things change.

"Mom! I'm going to school now!"
Lacing up my black tennis shoes I headed for the door past the kitchen. My mom's dark blonde head poked out of the kitchen.
"Alright. Say hi to Tagia for me dear!"
" I will if he's not in a sour mood mom!"
After a couple of blocks of running I saw my target up ahead. His 6'3 frame was as unexpecting as ever. His stupidly black and red hair shone against his tan skin. Perfect for attacking. I started off with an easy sprint and then really started to haul ass as I neared him. I was getting ready for the jump and then I'd-

"Oi, if your going to jump me then at least make sure I can't hear your loud man feet, Hana."

He threw me a smirking look over his shoulder.

Oh, how I hated it. I hated how he could always tell when I was coming up behind him, or when I was going to steal the damn ball. I hated it.

I felt something wet start to come down my face and I blinked in surprise. The back of my hand came up and I wiped at it.
"Huh? Why're you crying,Hana?" Himuro asked.

My faced turned bright red as I pointed my finger at the blackett.

"Shut up! Don't take on Kami's bad habits, Tastuya! And Tagia! You...you..you.."

His stupid split eyebrow raised up at me.

"What?"

My face got redder.

"You freaking tower! If you were a shorter man I would have been able to have tackled you!" I started to pout.

"Ehh?! That's what has you in a hissy fit today Hana? It's almost as bad as that time when we were thirteen and you got mad because I could reach the cabinets before you. And you should be a taller girl, short stack! I can't help it your only 5'4!" Kagami yelled back.

By this time we were staring each other down. Or more accurately I was staring up at him and he down at me.

Himuro wasn't sure wether to laugh at our comedy scene or break us up. Seeing as this could lead to a nasty fight he decided on the later.

" Ah, well it can't be helped. Some of us are born tall and others," I gave him the glare of hell, " are born with vertical challenges. Anyway, Hannah, later on today is me and Tagia's 49th game. Wanna come watch?"
I immediately broke from my stare down to smile at Tastuya.

"Yea!"

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