Hola people! I think this story is going to move much faster than any of my others (knock on wood). The only reason I didn't update quickly was because I went on vacation. Ah, vacation… the beach… ice cream… mannequins in the artsy-fartsy section of the city that wear nothing but underwear and aprons… wolves that I named Seth (like Seth Clearwater from the Twilight books)… drooling over Robert Pattinson when he was in Harry Potter… the usual stuff.

Anywho, I had a terrific time on the coast. The waves weren't big, but I got some tanning done, so… YEAH ME!!

Um… so yeah. I watched "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" and "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" twice each on TV. It was great – my friend and I were like, "OMC! ROBERT PATTINSON!" and the funny thing was, we were on the phone with her boyfriend at the time and it got all awkward… so… yeah…

The Deimon Commander From Hell: (mutters) Freaks…

BG99: Perdone?

TDCFH: Um, nothing?

BG99: (clicks fingers)

Guard Dogs: (appear in front of BG)

TDCFH: Aw, crud. (gulps)

BG99: Go get him, boys!

Guard Dogs: (chase TDCFH and steal his Devil's Handbook, ripping it to shreds)

BG99: HA! Now who's on top? (does pose on top of piano)

TDCFH: (who must be several inches taller) I always have a copy. So I'm on top. (stands on piano, taller than BG. Opens spare Devil's Handbook) Now, let's see…

BG99: Crap.

KENNY: (ignoring the author fight in background) So let's get back to the wonderful class of Home Ec., which this story revolves around. Enjoy!

I own nothing that you recognize!! So don't sue!!


"Girls just wanna have fu-un!" Sora sang along to her iPod as she went to the bus stop. She still had to wait five minutes for the 2:30 shuttle to her apartment complex.

All of a sudden, her butt started vibrating. "Huh?" she reached over and pulled her cell phone out. Tai was calling. She paused her music and picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey, Sor, it's me. What's going on?"

"Waiting for the bus, why?"

"Want me to give you a ride home? I can see you from where I'm parked."

Sora glanced across the street and saw his Montero standing idle, Tai in the driver's seat (duh).

"Sure, I'll be right there!"

She danced across the street and climbed into his front seat, taking in the fresh, outdoorsy smell of his air freshener. "Thanks for giving me a lift, Tai, I really appreciate it."

He grinned his trademark grin before putting the car in gear and driving down the street. "Not a problem." He flipped on the radio and the song "Supermassive Black Hole" by Muse came on. He bobbed his head to the beat for a while, mulling over whether to ask her out now or later in his head. He decided that now would be as good a time as any.

"H-hey, um, Sora?"

"Mm?" she asked, looking out the window.

"Um, do you wanna, I don't know, meet me for dinner tonight? Maybe catch a movie?"

Sora looked at him, not believing what she was hearing. Was he… asking her out? "Huh?"

"Never mind," he said, blushing and looking at the road with great intent.

"No, um, I mean, sure. Um, er, what time?" she asked, now feeling like an idiot.

"Seven-ish? I'll pick you up."

"Sure, that sounds good."

The two sat in a bit of an awkward silence until Tai reached the front of her building. "I'll pick you up tonight, then."

She smiled at him. "Okay, sounds good!"


They exchanged waves and Tai drove off, turning up the radio so that the bass beat of "Low" carried, even after he was gone.

Sora smiled and squealed with joy, all the way up to her apartment. She shoved open the door, dropped her bag, and screamed, "Whoo-hoo!" at the top of her lungs.

Her mother's head popped out of her room. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," Sora said, though from the look on her face and her drifty voice, she knew it wasn't "nothing".

"Come on, Sora, sweetie, you can tell me," her mother insisted, approaching her daughter.

"The guy I like asked me out today!" she squealed, grinning up at her mom.

"That's great, sweetheart," she said earnestly with a smile. "Just as long as you do your homework, I won't bug him tonight!"

"That's what I was hoping for," Sora laughed and reached into her bag for her binders.


Matt sat in his crappy old sedan and listened to his voice messages.

"Hey, it's TK, um, I was just reminding you that you need to give me a ride to Ken's tonight for our science project at about 5-ish, Mom said she'd pick me up, so… yeah. Give me a call back later. Thanks. Bye."

Matt groaned. He had forgotten all about that.

"Hey, brotha! What's going on, dude? Are ya gonna come to band practice or not tonight? You keep beatin' around the bush! Just give us an answer, wouldja? Oh, by the way, this is Keiichiro. Call me back, brotha!"

Keiichiro, Matt's band mate, left three more messages and Matt decided to do him the favor of calling back, saying he probably couldn't be there.

"Hey, Yamato! Don't you ever pick up your phone? (giggle giggle) Anyway, it's me, Kari. Tai told me you wanted to talk to me? Please give me a call back when you get the chance. Bye."

Matt called Kari right back.

"Hello, Kamiya residence, this is Hikari speaking."

"Hey, Kari, it's Matt."

"Hey, Matt! What do you wanna talk to me about?"

Matt's face turned a light shade of pink. "Um, well…"

"What's that?"

"I was kinda hoping you'd come see a movie with me tonight or something? And then, I don't know, dinner?"

Kari was silent on the other line.

"Sorry, you know what? Forget it."

"No, no that's not what I meant! I was just wondering why you were asking me and not, like, that Bella girl or something."

"No. Um, it's just that, well, since you're kind of on-and-off with my brother, I figured I'd get to know you better." Matt hoped his lie would pass.

It did. "Sure. What time?"


"Okay. I'll see you then!"



Matt flipped his phone shut and sighed with relief. Now that he'd gotten that off his chest, he could drive home in peace.


"And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raise their babies
To stay away from me."

The Fall Out Boy ballad gushed from the speakers of Sora's iHome.

She pulled on a yellow spaghetti-strap tank top and pulled a brown sweatshirt over it along with her favorite pair of dark wash Levi's. She pulled her hair back, then thought better of it and left it down. She made sure she had everything – iPod, cell phone, money, socks… No, she needed to find socks.

After finding the elusive polka dot socks, she put them on and slipped her Etnies over them.

Finally, seven o' clock rolled around and the doorbell rang.

She whipped open the door and there was Tai, in all his bushy haired glory. "Hey."

"Hi. Ready to go?" he asked, holding out his hand.


The two teenagers left the complex and got into Tai's SUV.

They ended up seeing "The Mummy: Return of the Dragon Emperor". Sora thought it lived up to the first ones, but Tai disagreed. They left the theater arguing, and by the time they pulled into the 99's parking lot, they hadn't given up.

"I'm telling you, it was just as good!"

"You've gotta be kidding!"

The hostess looked at them. "Um, table for two?"

They both looked at her.

"Um, yes, please," Sora said.

The hostess picked up two menus and led them to a booth.

"I'm telling you, the others were better," Tai muttered as he examined the menu. His face lit up when he saw the burgers. "Mm, beef!"

Sora couldn't help but laugh. One minute he was totally pissed, the next he was happy. That was one of the many things that she loved about him.

"Sora? Hello? Earth to Sora?"

"Huh?" Sora snapped back to the real world.

Tai was looking at her with a concerned face. "Do you feel okay? You kinda drifted into your own little world there."

She blushed. "Sorry."

They talked for a while of unimportant things until Tai said, "Hey, Sora?"


"You're my best friend, right?"

"Best friends till the end!"

Tai smiled and shook his head. The opportunity to quote a song by Pete Wentz was too great. "Best friends? Ex-friends till the end. Better off as lovers and not the other way around."

"What?" Sora's brown furrowed in confusion.

"Nothing. I just thought it would be appropriate, given the circumstances…" He suddenly became interested in the lights.


He snapped back to earth. "Oh. Right. Well, um, I was going to ask you if you would be my home ec. partner?"


He handed her the ring and she stared at it for a second before realizing what it meant. "Oh, my God," she murmured and took it in her trembling hands.

"You don't want to be my quote-unquote wife, do you." It wasn't a question.

"No, that's not it; I just had no idea that the project would be… this."

"Yeah, apparently our teacher has some interesting ideas when it comes to teaching," Tai said quickly, still blushing madly.

Sora looked up at him and smiled. "I'd still like to be your home ec. partner."

"Thanks, Sor."

They smiled at each other and continued eating until Sora reached over and snatched a handful of fries from her friend's plate.

He glared at her. "Why did you steal my French fries? Those are my French fries. Give them back."

She smiled at him as she dumped salt on them and shoved them all into her mouth at once, then grinning at him with a full mouth. "Ha!"

He glared at her and didn't say anything till she'd finished chewing and swallowing (which took a while, to be honest…) before saying, "Well, since I can't have my fries back, I'll take you instead." He stood up and held out his arms, screwing up his face in an attempt to look like Frankenstein. "Fee Fi Fo Fum…"

Sora laughed at the stupidity and allowed him to slide into the booth next to her and hug her.

When he dropped her off in front of her apartment, she was very sad to leave. "Thanks, Tai. I had a great night."

"Yeah. Me, too. I'll see you tomorrow at school, right?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Bye!"

"Bye!" He drove off with a grin on his face, as if to say, "mission accomplished."

Sora sighed with happiness at the memory of the evening and walked in sort of dreamily to her apartment.

"So how'd it go?" Mrs. Takenouchi asked over her coffee cup and romance novel.

"It went great," Sora sighed.

"What's that on your hand?"

"Huh?" Sora looked down at her hands. She'd forgotten she'd put the ring on her right ring finger. "Oh… yeah. That. Long story."

"I've got time," Mrs. Takenouchi put her book down.

"I can't really explain. Maybe later. I'm going to bed." Sora dropped her purse on the table and went to her room, anxious for school to start.


Matt shakily raised his hand to Kari's family's doorbell. In his hand was a rose and on his face was panic.

She answered after a minute or two and boy, did she look good. "No. Tai's sister. Only a friend. I cannot think she's hot. No! Bad brain!" He silently scolded himself.

She was still short with short brown hair, but instead of being clipped to the side, they were pulled up and clipped on the top of her head with a pink barrette. She had on a yellow top that said "My Parents Think I'm Studying" and a black skirt with chunky heels. "Hi, Matt," she said with a smile.

"Oh, shit, she's wearing eye shadow and mascara and eye liner… the whole deal. Tai's gonna kill me after tonight if I can't control myself." Matt smiled and said, "Hi," hiding his inner thoughts. "So… ready to go?" He handed her the rose and held out his hand.

"Yep. Thanks for the flower," she smiled sort of shyly and took his hand.

"What movie do you want to see?" he asked.

"How about 'Dark Knight'? Tai went and saw that and he's so mad that I haven't seen it yet. He said it was really good."

Matt shrugged. "Sure. Sounds good."

They hopped into his sedan and drove to the nearest theater, where they saw "Dark Knight" was playing in only fifteen minutes.

Matt parallel parked and the couple went inside, bought tickets and candy, and sat down just as the previews started.

At a rather frightening part in the movie Kari squealed and jumped, grabbing Matt's middle rather tightly.

He blushed and didn't move (not that he could in her death trap) until she let go. "Are you done attacking me now?" he whispered.

She nodded, a couple of stray tears running down her cheek. "That was so scary!"

Instinctively, Matt picked up a napkin and wiped away Kari's tears. "It's over now, so you don't need to be scared, kay?"

She nodded, her mouth still pushed down at the corners in a frown.

Matt gave her a small, comforting hug and then put his attention back to the movie.

Later, they stopped at the local diner for dinner.

Kari slid into a seat at the counter and ordered a strawberry milkshake and Matt got a Pepsi. They ordered food and sat in a comfortable silence for a while.

"Thanks, Matt," Kari said suddenly. "I'm having a really good night so far."

He smiled. "It's not a problem, not at all."

They started talking about casually about things such as their favorite bands, movies they liked, actors they liked, books, pop culture…

Matt found it interesting that they both liked peanut butter on their popcorn, they both enjoyed listening to Postal Service, and they both used to play piano, along with many other things they had in common.

When they were in the middle of ice cream, Matt suddenly remembered why he took her out that night. Home Ec. project! He mentally slapped himself. He fumbled in the pocket of his jacket and found what he was looking for – the tiny little blue box. He looked back up. "Hey, Kari? This is going to sound really awkward, but I was wondering…" He opened the box and slid it to her over the counter. "Would you like to be my partner for Home Ec?"

She looked at the ring, then Matt, then the ring, then Matt. She looked at the fair-haired boy long and hard before finally peeping out a "Sure."

He smiled encouragingly and she smiled back, after a moment.

"And I promise I won't get between you and any other guy you might like," Matt said, holding his hands up.

Kari smiled wider. "Thanks."

They smiled at each other (jeez, there's a lot of smiling in this story!) and they left the diner, Kari's ring on her right hand.


TDCFH: (sniffs while eating out of huge tub of cookie dough ice cream, mutters) That… was… beautiful… (smiles weakly)

BG99: (snaps photos) Hah… Getting blackmail is fun!

TDCFH: (notices) Huh? WHAT THE HELL?! (chases BG99, tries pulling off her shoes)



The Fight: (goes on)

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