Summary: (Each color stood for something. Every color was a certain memory) A very small collection of my own WallyxKuki one shots
Disclaimer: I don't own KND
A/N: I've had this plot bunny bouncing around in my head for a while now, and I'm so glad I'm finally able to post it up! This is basically a small one shot collection featuring that couple most of us love (and if not love, like): WallyxKuki aka Numbuh's 4 and 3. See if you guys can get the pattern of each one shot. Hope you all enjoy, please don't forget to review and tell me what you thought of this after reading!
Each color stood for something. Every color was a certain memory. Each time Kuki Sanban looked up at a rainbow, she was reminded of Wally. Every strand of colored light reminded her of memories the two best friends shared. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. Every one of these colors was a different memory. Kuki had finally admitted to herself that she had a crush on her best friend. It seemed that everyone, but Wally himself, knew about it too, and every time the young Japanese girl witnessed a rainbow in the sky she always wished that Wally would like her the same way.
Wallabee Beatles had a problem.
It was an unwanted problem and he couldn't figure out how to get rid of it! Everything he tried failed; holding his breath, thinking of something else, and drinking water.
Wallabee Beatles had an unwanted, embarrassing problem that just wouldn't go away!
It wasn't a simple problem either. Wally couldn't figure out why it was happening in the first place. You see, every time the young boy heard Kuki Sanban's name or whenever the two were in the same room, Wally would always blush. Oh, and it wasn't a faint blush either. Since the blonde had somewhat pale skin, he'd always turn as red as a tomato, even redder!
Luckily, his friends didn't know about this. He knew for a fact that Hoagie Gilligan (aka Numbuh 2 of Sector V) would laugh about it for days, maybe even weeks and wouldn't ever leave him alone. Wally wasn't the smartest in the group but he always made sure to duck out of sight as soon as he felt his face flush red. If he couldn't duck away or didn't have time to, he'd bury himself within his orange hoodie, making up an excuse such as it was cold in the room (even though it was the middle of summer and the tree house air conditioning was temporarily busted).
The young boy found it rather confusing, really. Why was he blushing because of Kuki!? Kuki was his best friend! It wasn't like he had a crush on her or anything! Or did he?
Wally had to admit, Kuki was one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. Ever since they met they had become closer friends each day. Sure they had moments where they wanted to rip each other apart, but they both knew they would be best friends no matter what. Wally didn't have a crush on her, did he? The whole idea of it seemed so ridiculous to him! Could he, Numbuh 4 hater of all things romance and mushy, possibly have a crush on his best friend?
It would make sense kind of; the whole blushing problem and all.
Still it left him confused. Very confused. He needed advice . . . and fast.
But who could he talk to? Without a doubt, Hoagie wouldn't have been of any help (He'd probably be laughing so hard to give advice anyway). There was no way he was telling Kuki, and Nigel (aka Numbuh 1 of Sector V and team leader) was either too busy with missions or working out his own love problems with Lizzie (Their relationship has been slightly rocky lately) to pay close attention to Wally's situation. That only left one other person to turn too.
Abigail Lincoln was sort of like his older sister. She always looked out for him (as for the rest of the team) and was pretty much the voice of reason. Abby always gave the best advice and Wally knew she wouldn't laugh at him when he told her about his . . . unwanted problem.
The Aussie found her in the tree house living room, sitting comfortably on the couch that sat across from the TV and flipping through what looked like one of her old magazines.
"Hey Squirt, what's up?" she greeted, not bothering to glance up from her magazine. Wally paused, still, after all the years that he had known her, wondering how she always did that (His latest theory: Extra, invisible eyes all around her head and cap) and then growled at his given nickname.
"Don't call me that!" he whined. He saw a small, smirk play across her mouth. "Aw, y'know I'm just messin' with ya,"
Wally rolled his eyes as she chuckled.
"You busy?" he asked, eyeing her as she turned another page. Abby sighed before replying. "Not really, I've already read this one five times," She looked up at him, noticing how uncomfortable he looked. "Why, what's up? She asked again, closing her old magazine which showed she was interested (or at least curious) about what he had to say.
Wally shifted awkwardly. "Are the others around? I really don't want them to hear this."
"Numbuh 3's been in her room all morning, Numbuh 2's been working on something somewhere, and Nigel was dragged out on a date by Lizzie an hour ago. . ." the dark skinned girl told him, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Wally shifted again before sitting down in the comfy, old arm chair that was right next to the couch.
"If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone," he said in a nervous tone.
Abby frowned. "If you don't tell me now, I might not be interested later on. . ." she commented irritably.
"Do you promise or not!?" Wally snapped. Abby rolled her eyes.
"Fine, I promise! Now what are you going to tell me?"
He bit his lip, trying to pick the best words to describe his situation. "I . . . have a problem," he finally replied, waiting anxiously for her response.
Of course, this statement just made the girl's eyebrow cock up in bewilderment. "Okay . . . what kind of problem?" she pressed. Wally glanced quickly towards the direction of Kuki's room before continuing.
"Well, I've tried everything I can think of to get rid of this problem, and it's just been getting worse. . ."
"What's the problem?" Abby interrupted, wanting him to cut to the chase. Wally frowned. "I'm getting there! Anyway, I. . .um. . .well, every time I hear Kuki's name, or every time I'm in the same room with her. . .I-" The last part of this sentence was broken off by a mumble. Abby blinked. "Say what now?"
"Every time I hear her name or I'm in the same room with her I . . . blush," There, he got it out. It actually felt good for a moment, but that moment passed quickly when Abby started laughing hysterically.
"You promised you wouldn't laugh!" He whined at her again (he had been getting really good at whining). Abby composed herself before replying, a huge grin on her face. "No, I promised you I wouldn't tell anyone." She pointed out. Wally grumbled something rude, and Abby decided to ignore it. "So . . . you blush every time you hear her name?" she asked again, grinning from ear to ear. Wally mumbled a yes.
"Kuki," Abby said gleefully. "Yeah, it doesn't work when I'm expecting it," he snapped with narrowed eyes. This only made Abby's grin wider for she caught a hint of red forming on her friend's cheek.
Wally groaned and buried his face in his hands. "What am I going to do!?" Abby held in a giggle before replying. "Why don't you just tell her how you feel?" This suggestion made him flush even redder and he glanced up from his hands, his expression a mixture of shock and horror.
"What are you talking about? I have absolutely no idea." The blonde stuttered.
"Sure," Abby snorted, rolling her eyes. "Listen, we all know about your crush on Kuki. . .-"
"I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON HER!" Wally shouted out of habit, disturbing the peace that once was settled around the tree house. Once he realized how loud he had shouted this statement, he covered his mouth up quickly. This time, Abby raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Do you think she heard that?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Abby snorted. "Boy, the whole neighborhood probably heard you,"
"Oh crud," The Aussie bit his lip and cast an edgy glimpse in the direction of Kuki's bedroom. After a few quiet moments of waiting to see if Wally's reaction had caused any unwanted disturbance in the tree house Abby sighed, leaning back against the couch.
"I still don't know why you just won't tell her," she said, glancing at her best friend whose once red face was now turning back slightly normal. A faint hint of pink remained while he replied his answer.
"A: I don't know what she'd say. B: I don't know how much our friendship would change afterwards. C: You guys would tease us about it for a buhbillion years and Q: What if she doesn't feel the same way!?" Wally protested, his faint pink blush darkening in color slightly once again. "Well, you don't know if she feels the same way or not unless you tell her," Abby said again smirking (also not mentioning the fact that Q didn't come after C).
Wally started to shake his head, until an idea came to him. He cast his best friend a glance that in a few seconds Abby read, eyes widening, knowing exactly what was on his mind.
"Don't even think about it," she said darkly. "What if I do tell Kuki, but you know it would probably a whole lot less weird if I knew what she thought about me first. . ." Wally started, grinning. Abby shook her head fiercely. "Look man, this is between you and her. Numbuh 5's refuses to go spy on your crush fo' you," she stated firmly, using her symbolic third person dialect. "It's not spying!" Wally insisted. "I just want to know if she feels the same way!"
"Well, then you go talk to her!"
"Aw, come on Numbuh 5! Please!?"
"No way baby, I'm staying out of this,"
"Staying out of what?"
Both friends jumped as Kuki's unexpected voice interrupted their argument. The young, Japanese girl stood in the doorway of the tree house living room with (as usual) a Rainbow Monkey clutched in her hand. She looked first at Abby and then focused her gaze on Wally, whose unwanted problem decided to turn against him again, leaving him with a tomato red face. Kuki cocked her head to the side. "Why's your face such a funny color Numbuh 4?" she asked, giggling. Of course this question only made Wally's face flush even more if it were possible (Abby had taken a moment to try and suppress a giggle fit by grabbing a couch pillow and burying her face in it.). "Uh . . . no reason," Wally stuttered nervously, making a quick getaway to the kitchen. Kuki watched him bewildered as Abby tried to compose herself.
"Was it something I said?" she asked frowning. When Abby was finally able to speak again, she managed the words that were once trapped by giggles.
"It's a long story girl, it's a long story."
A/N Okay, I admit it, this first one shot isn't really a fluffy, heartwarming one shot. Don't worry; as this collection grows each one shot will get fluffier. I felt like I could have ended Problem a bit differently but the plot bunny died before I could get it out. It's okay though, I already have this all planed out and I'm really happy with the way the final one shot of this collection ended up. I'll update this whenever I can . . . I'm limited from my computer at home so yeah. The updates might not be so quick, but I do plan on finishing this. Thanks a bunch for reading, I hope you enjoy the other one shots as well! Please don't forget to review!