What am I doing again... Oh right, I'm super dis-satisfied at the quality of "What if" (or the lack of it) and thus decide to make something new to make up for it, only this time, it won't be drabble, but long(er) story with plot.

Hopefully this one is better...

Disclaimer : I don't own Saki.

Disclaimer 2 : Cover picture is illustrated by Xin

Saki stare quietly at the pamphlet at her hand as she mumbles out the school's name, "Kiyosumi…".

Kiyosumi is not her first choice for high school, it has been Kazekoshi, the school that is famed by their mahjong club. But alas what can she do, Kazekoshi is an expensive private school, one that her financially-burdened by the not-quite-divorce father couldn't afford to send her to, not unless they're willing to sell a few objects… like their automatic mahjong board.

Her thought turns somber at that. That board held many memories that are dear to her, and even after years of fruitless hoping, she has not given up hope that one day, her mother will come back with her sister, and they all could play happily as a family once again.

Rings from her phone jolt her back to the world of reality. She fumbles a bit with her phone, and her eyes widen a bit at the name that flashes on her screen. Quickly she answer the phone,

"Hai, Onee-chan?" she ask.

"Saki, have you decide on the school yet?" Teru straightforwardly ask.

"Ah yes… I think I'm going to Kiyosumi…" Saki said, her tone betraying her faux confidence.

"…" Teru stay silent a bit, as if she is hesitating on what to say. Before Saki has the chance to ask what is wrong, Teru say "Saki, you know that mother won't mind you living with us, don't you?"

Saki closes her eyes while repressing a deep sadness. How she longs to accept that offer, living with her mother, going to school with her sister, but then she remembers how broken her father look after the divorce, and the only thing she could say is a sad "I know".

- A few week after that -

Once again Saki finds herself staring blankly. She wonders whether it is the sempai that is playing a joke with her, or her directionally challenged mind is at work once again.

She has gone around asking information about clubs at the sempai, who is in charge of guiding new students, when a very interesting info comes to her. According to her sempai, Kiyosumi does have a mahjong club. This is very surprising because "mahjong club" isn't listed on Kiyosumi's pamphlet list of club.

And here she is standing in front of an iron bar that says "Access restricted, only authorized person can come in". She sigh and turn to go back to the main building, but before she could take more than 5 step, a red-haired female sempai wearing arm band that say "Student council president" approach her and say "Ara, what is this? Did you get lost?"

"Student council president?" She surprisedly let out.

A gleam enters that person's eyes and she say "Not student council president, but student congress president."

A dumb, "Hai…", is the only respond Saki could give to that random statement.

"I'm Takei Hisa, and you?" ask Hisa.

"Miyanaga Saki." Saki introduce herself.

"So, Miyanaga-san, did you get lost?" Hisa said, repeating her question.

'Well I'm trying to find the mahjong club, but it seems that I arrive at the wrong place." Saki embarrassedly answers.

A thoughtful look briefly cross Hisa's face before it is covered by a more cheerful one, "Fear not, you arrive at the right location, here follow me." Said Hisa cheerfully.

5 minutes later, after a bewildred Saki follows Hisa to the supposedly abandoned school building, she is awed at the western style club room.

Hisa smile widely and say, "Welcome to the mahjong club, Miyanaga-san!"

Later Saki learn that the club only have 3 people, including her, and how much string the president pull to keep the club alive with so little member is beyond her. Secretly Saki hope that there will be more member, mahjong is okay with only three people, but it is more fun if they could play a proper 4 person game.

As if the God of Mahjong Himself hear her wish, a few days later, 2 more girl join the club.

- few days later -

The sounds of someone running disturb the concentration of the mahjong game player.

*skiiiiid* *BAM* "Yatta! I won!" sound comes from outside the room.

Hisa abandon her game to open the door. What she sees is an orange haired girl with a little too much sugar (or should I say tako) giddily taunting her very tired pink haired girl.

"Nodo-chan, you definitely need to exercise more!", cheerfully said by the orange haired girl.

"Yuki… you… are… going... too fast..." said the pink haired girl, as best as she could while panting.

A cough from Hisa reminds the two that they're not alone.

"Ooo student council president!" exclaim the orange haired girl, while her friend still struggles to catch her breath.

"Student congress president." Hisa absentmindedly correcting her while racking her brain to try and remember where have she seen the pink haired girl before.

"I'm Yuuki and this is Nodo-chan!" Yuuki hyperly said.

"Haramura Nodoka" Nodoka properly introduce herself.

An ahoge rise from Hisa's head, "Haramura Nodoka, the winner of last year's middle school tournament?"

"The one and only, djey!" Yuuki said quickly before Nodoka has a chance to say anything, "We're here to join the mahjong club!"

Nodoka, too tired or too used to Yuuki's hyper antic, just nod along.

The smile on Hisa's face held a little dose of evil, "Takei Hisa yo. Welcome to the mahjong club!"

Still seating beside the mahjong board, Mako is pondering about her buchou's hell wait luck and the odds of having three new members, while Saki is just plain happy to get more people to play with.

- another few days later -

One Kyoutarou Suga is busy thinking about where a certain brown haired girl might be. The ladies lunch look especially delicious today, and he want to ask her to buy it for him. After minutes wasted on searching, he found her sitting on the roof top with the most beautiful angel he has ever seen in his whole life.

A few minutes later, Suga is determined to join the mahjong club, despite not having any knowledge on how mahjong works, just to be close to his angel.

And thus, my dear reader, here is where our story begins.

An :

I try *sob* seriously I try *sob* but aw hell this is more like summary then real story, where is the God of Literature when I need Him...

Hope you could enjoy this...

,Vein