Something Old Something New

Chapter 1

A/N:[Intrigued]: Hi guys this is my first Free! story which I hope you all will like~! XD I don't own free!Iwatobi - Swim Club but I do own My Oc Sana Nakajima~! 

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Rin leaned his head back in his seat and drew his fisherman hat lower over his eyes, only half listening to the radio. A comfortable silence descends over his small, shabby boathouse. He's happy to spend his life alone, which is why he rarely steps on shore only when absolutely necessary.

Rin tossed his empty beer bottle in the rubbish, then strolled to the small refrigerator in the corner to fetch another. Speaking of emergencies, "All out of beer," he groaned, then proceeds to slam the door shut. He laughed despite himself.

It wasn't like he had any friends to hang out with. No one to give him the time of day; even his dear little sister stopped sending him letters and seemed to forget all about him.

He'd given the whole "happily-ever-after" thing a try once, until he ruined everything to selfishly pursue his dream. So he'd decided long ago that being alone was the only way he could live his life. It's what he deserves.

Rin shrugged off the dark thoughts and leaned his head against his seat again, thankful for the solace the quiet afforded him. The announcer on the radio began talking about the Olympic swimming competition, and he lifted his head to listen, his interest piqued. They were announcing the winner of the men's 400m freestyle at the Olympic Championships.

"The Olympics started today in America, and this year promises to be the most exciting yet with Haruka Nanase beating his competitors like he wants to prove himself as he owns the lane!"

"Yeah, they don't call him Haruka the dolphin for nothing," the second announcer piped in, barking out a laugh.

Hearing the name, Rin jerked, smashing the radio to bits on deck, his heartbeat kicking harshly against his chest. Frustrated, Rin snatched up his fishing rod, clumsily fixing the stupid hook while lazily swearing in English.

The hissing line was cast over his shoulder. Then he jerked forward, hard. A distressed, angry shout came ringing from behind. With that he turned around and was speechless. His catch was a woman, young and attractive, and dressed with taste. She was rather tan, and had lively hazel eyes. There was something about her that struck him as familiar, "I could use a little help here!" but he cursed, stepping on shore to lend her a hand, forcing the thought out of his mind.

He bit back another foul curse as the hooked line proved to be difficult to untangle from her shirt. Rin breathed a sigh of relief when after about ten minutes, he managed to set the woman free. Beyond pissed off, she didn't even bother to thank him for something that was his fault in the first place.

"Listen, I'm sorry…" Rin raised his fisherman hat a bit. She faced him then, and Rin felt like a truck had slammed straight into his gut.

His gaze traveled over her heart-shaped face; her satin-smooth, caramel-colored skin; her doe-shaped hazel eyes and her small, kissable mouth before settling back on her eyes, the same eyes that had invaded his dreams for over six years.

They belonged to the woman who, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how far he'd run, he'd never been able to get her out of his mind.

Sana Nakajima.

His ex-girlfriend the one who he screwed everything up with standing front of him.
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