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"Ah! Ryota is this the great Savanna you always tell us about?" Asked a Fancy suited man who walked up to us. I hid behind Ryota slightly.

"Yes, This is her." He replied.

"Come on out little one." He said. I then step out slowly and instantly recognize the photographer.

"Dave? Dave Schaffner?"

"Savanna? My god how much you've changed." He said.

Dave was a retired RSNC Sorter, he retired the year before I left the organization. He's the one who bought Mint from me and sold it elsewhere.

"So photography huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, Ryota is a real kicker. We get along so well. Anyway. Your outfits are in the other room."

As I walk to the other room I then think of the possibility of him being here. Cherrish moved to Japan her 5th grade, Coach Dixon found a better job somewhere in the Eastern Hemisphere.

The possibility was almost slim to none.

I then stepped into the room. A woman was looking at the glass container in her fingers.

"Oh, Hello there. I'm Isabelle. I'm in charge of our makeup. Ready?" She asks.

"(Yes.) Hai." I reply.

"Come now I know you speak english. Or ar you just teasing me for not speaking it." She asks with a laugh.

"Okay you caught me." I say raising my hands.

She laughs herself then pats the seat in front of her. I sit down calmly and I notice the cosmetic line. Lovers on Ice. Victor and Yuri, Yurio and Macchin. I should call him later.

"Ready? Your first outfit is a-."

-Ryota POV-

I had changed into my suit and I was already doing my job. Dave was asking me to move in all sorts of magazine poses.

"Dave! She's ready with number one." Said the make up designer Isabelle.

She pointed to the wall, Savannacchi not present.

"Savannacchi?" I ask.

"I can't come out, it's too revealing. I swore I wouldn't be caught dead in a skirt!" She somewhat hollered.

"You're still so stubborn as to not be seen in a dress Savanna?" Asked Dave who chuckled from the same old thing.

"Yes, Dave. I swore it." She said.

"You wear Basketball shorts, what's the difference?" I ask.

She said nothing for a moment. "Fine." She said after a sigh.

She stepped around the corner, she wore a classic long sleeve collared shirt. A black vest that opens from her chest down. A black neck tie and knee high black socks. Red flats on her feet. Maroonish eye shadow around her black winged eyeliner and mascara. Her hair in a braid.

Dave whistled twice. "Wow! You're gorgeous kiddo. My the last time you wore something like that you were five and ready for the first day of school."

I took her hand and guided her to the center of all the cameras and they relayed instructions for her arms and legs, lips and hips. He even let her do some of her own poses.

She took the black hat off my head and plopped in on hers at a angle to cover one eye. I leaned against her to strike a cool pose.

After word she had told Dave and Isabelle bye and walked to the local gym we're the Generations practiced. As we walked in, Taiga ran up to her and hugged her tight.

"Oh my gosh, you're okay! I already tore into Daiki for kidnapping you and everything. Please don't scare me like that-" He was interrupted.

"Taiga!" Snapped Seijuro.

He's eyes filled with fear. He stepped out of the way and Seijuro walked up to her. "How was the modeling?"

"It was really fun." she replied and then I fully walk in. Seijuro then glared at me.

I thought I told you no modeling on the days she had practice?"

I instantly backed up behind Savannacchi and shook.

"Seijuro? This is a bit extreme. You know that." She said, everyone gasped and looked to her concerned.

"Extreme?"

"Yes Seijuro, I talked about this with you remember? You promised to loosen the reins for Taiga. Ryota just asked for a simple favor. Nothing is wrong, and besides. We're still 15 minutes early." She explained.

Either she was brave enough to face him, or stupid enough. I didn't want to know in Seijuro's rage.

Seijuro sighed. "I suppose you're right this time. I was inconsiderate." He had said walking away.

We all stared at the girl who was absolutely over the great and power Seijuro Akashi.

"My, you're still as stiff as ever huh? Seijuro Akashi?" A familiar voice said.

"It's Akashi to you know, Coach Naoto Sandana of the Generation of Miracles." Said Seijuro who turned again as we did.

The old Coach of Teiko stood a fancy suit on him. I look to Seijuro who then motioned his eyes to Daiki to Savanna and myself. Daiki calmly stood next to her and me.

"Akashi come now, you don't think I would hurt your manager now do you?" He asks.

"She's not the manager idiot." Said Taiga who was suddenly angry.

He stared at her trying to understand what he meant. "Coach I'm guessing?"

"No. Savanna Coltona. First Female on the Generation of Miracles." Said Seijuro.

"She's a player?" The Coach asked.

"Nice to meet you!" Savanna said sarcastic.

His eyes widened more and more bt he then shook his head trying to shake the disbelief. "Anyway, I have a proposition Akashi." He said.

"What proposition?" I found myself asking.

"My team lose tremendously against the Jabberwocks." Coach Naoto replied.

Savanna then irked, clenching her fist. "I've heard of them, there the best in America together. Very few NBA players have beaten them. Nash Gold Jr, Point Guard. Jason Silver, Center. Zack, Nick and Allen Walker. Power Forward, Shooting Guard and Small Forward."

"You seem irritated? Why?" The Coach mocked her.

"You're forcing my team to America! We aren't helping a fool like you, because of you this team was never where it should have been! You destroyed the bounds and you expect me to allow such a proposition?" She hollered then stormed out of the gym.

"Savanna-kun?" Kurokocchi ran after her.