Kimura turned towards Taki handing him a basketball sign-up sheet. "Yeah it does. I started it during my first year here, though it wasn't successful. If I don't get enough people this year, they will disband the club for good" Kimura stated. He stuck out his hand to shake Taki's, out of respect. He seemed like a decent guy. 

"Do you play?" he wondered, pretty sure the answer was 'yes', but questioned involuntarily. 

He then heard Copy Cat's respectful remarks. Kimura got pissed and decided to stand between him and the coach, but Izumi seemed to have moved quicker than him, which was quite ironic because Kimura was known for his speed while on the court. Well, he was known by those who knew him personally that is. He wished his best friend from America was in Japan with him, he hadn't seen him in years. They use to play basketball together frequently, but once Kimura moved, it was downhill from there. 

Once again, kimura turned back to Taki. "Hey, your sister there is quite the gal isn't she? Maybe you should step in there don't ya think?" he chuckled as he scuffed the back of his head. He was focused on Michiko though, knowing she felt uncomfortable having that picky Copy Cat all over here. Kimura growled intensely, but decided not to step forth, it wasn't his place to step in between two people's relationship. He wasn't that kind of guy. 

"YO!" he howled, calling everyone that stood before him, meaning Michiko, Copy Cat, and the siblings. "This Friday, so tomorrow, there holding a street ball tournament about five blocks down the road from here in the plaza's court. We need five people to enter, which is exactly the number we've got, though............" he paused, looking at his new coach. "Crap, I forgot she doesn't play!" Kimura thought to himself. 

"If we don't find another player within the next fifteen-so minutes, we won't be able to enter. Though training won't start till next week, I suggest we all meet at the gym after school. If we plan to win the tournament tomorrow, we better get some hours of practice in. And also, I hope you've all got money. Entering fee is twenty bucks. If you've got an issue, let me know after we all disband, unless you don't care about everyone here knowing your situation." 

Kimura started fixing up his booth. "So if we don't get another player, Michiko, you'd have to play to tomorrow to fill in for our missing fifth player. Is that okay?" Kimura said, turning to her with a smile. He didn't want her getting nervous of the possibility of having to play, when she obviously didn't know how to. When she noticed Masaru and knew a lot about him, it was obvious she had done her research, but playing basketball and knowing how to play it is an entire different concept.