I Found the Way

Chapter 1: Too Good to be True


"Kuki's trashed, ya better take her upstairs so she can sleep it off."

Wallabee Beatles was not about to object to going into an empty dark room with the girl of his dreams, who just so happened to be drunk off her ass. However, when the said girl was pushed into his arms like a pile of deadweight, his head started spinning. After 5 victorious games of beer pong, he was way too drunk for this shit, so he thought.

"Abby," he whined while he wrapped his arms around Kuki's waist to keep for her falling. The fact that she was wearing ridiculously high heels was not helping the situation any.

The dark skinned girl smirked at the Aussie. "Sorry sugah, Abby's found a ride home with Hoagie, if ya catch my drift."

"Wally," Kuki mumbled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled her face in his neck. Abby snickered at this, winked at her blond haired friend, and gave a little wave goodbye as she went off to go find her man of the night.

"Ah fuck," he groaned. "C'mon Kooks, let's get ya upstairs."

He kept a tight grip on her as he guided her up the stairs, making sure she wouldn't face plant into the carpet. He could feel the curve of her waist beneath his fingers and he tried to keep his intoxicated mind from fantasizing too much. "No fun in fucking a girl who isn't conscious enough to enjoy it," his brain kept repeating.

"Wally, you're so warm," she muttered when they were almost at the top. He had no idea if she was trying to be flirtatious or not, but either way, his drunk self re-evaluated the situation and determined that maybe, just maybe, he was going to be getting something tonight.

He found his room at the end of the hall and made sure some horny couple didn't invade it yet. If so, there was always his parents' room. His parents left him for the weekend to chaperone Joey's elementary school trip to Rainbow Monkey Land. "This is so much freaking better than a theme park," he mentally cheered as soon as he shut the door to his room and somehow had the brain capacity to remember to lock it.

In the dark, he lead Kuki to his bed and let her fall on the mattress, which made her giggle for some reason. She was just asking for it, he thought as he peeled off his orange polo and threw it to the side, leaving him in his jeans before he kicked off his flip-flops. He crawled onto his king sized bed and reached out his arm to where he thought his lifelong crush was laying.

"Where'd ya go?" He groaned, as he flopped his arm around lazily. He heard her girlish giggle from the other side of the bed.

"Over here,"she teased, seeming to feel much livelier now that she was lying down.

"I'm gonna getcha," Wally played along as he scooted over and felt her soft arms in his hands. His reflexes were dulled though, and he failed to grab her before she wiggled away and crawled to the other end of the mattress, taunting him so innocently all the while.

"Can't catch me," she baited him, driving him absolutely wild.

"Not so fast," he said as he finally wrapped his arms around her fully and pinned her beneath him.

"Wally!" She laughed while his face tickled her neck.

Dear god, if only she knew what she did to him with just her laughter alone. He couldn't hold back any longer and he prayed she'd wouldn't start playing around again. He lifted himself up a bit so he could nudge both his knees between hers, and placed his forearms on the pillow on either side of her head. Before he could even lower his face to hers, her lips were on his, to which he did not deny in the slightest.

"Holy shit, she wants this as much as I do. Please don't let this be a drunk dream. Please, please don't let this be some drunk dream," he mentally pleaded as he felt her nipping at his bottom lip with her teeth. He opened his mouth and forced his tongue between her lips, where it was greeted eagerly by her tongue as well. Despite their inebriated state, none of what they were doing felt sloppy or awkward. Wally had been with his fair share of girls who probably learned their technique from a Saint Bernard, girls who have probably never seen a tube of chap-stick in their life, and girls who he suspected of coating their lips with Elmer's glue before they landed in his bed, but Kuki's lips were perfect. They were like the Goldilocks of lips, not too dry, and not too wet or sticky with lip gloss, just right.

And oh boy, did she know how to use her tongue, too. If this was the kind of magic her mouth could do on his, he could only only imagine what it would be like once things started moving south. She moaned into his mouth and ran her slender fingers through his longish blonde hair, giving his locks a light pull to match her own bursts of pleasure from their sensual kiss. It was driving him wild, forcing him to tear his lips from hers so he could collect himself and remain in control. However, he was dealing with Kuki Sanban, which meant that he was never in control of himself in the first place.

He caught maybe one breath before she pulled his face down to hers again and startled nibbling on his bottom lip gently. He rewarded her tactic with a groan and then caught her bottom lip between his and sucked on it as if it were a Jolly Rancher. She let out small cries and gripped the sides of his face in response to the mix of slight pain and pleasure. He finally released the lip lock and gave her a quick peck, knowing full and well that if the lights were on, her lips would appear very swollen and very purple.

"You okay?" He asked in a low, husky voice, spreading the hotness of his breath across her cheek.

"I'm so sleepy," she murmured with her eyes almost shut. Wally couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed, but he still smiled at her and let out a small laugh through his nose. She was just so cute and honest.

"But," she started to add. The Australian boy wondered if she felt his heart jump at the word. He waited for her to continue, but all he could hear was her breathing.

"But what?" He prodded, not sounding anxious despite his racing heart.

"You feel," she whispered slowly, as if it took all her energy to speak, "so good."

"Ah shit," Wally thought, as his mind started to fade and something else started taking over. "I like this girl. I really like this girl. I really, really like this girl. Fuck it, I probably love this girl. I've wanted this for so long. What the hell am I supposed to do?"

He rolled off of her and onto his back, silently cursing the existence of alcohol for making his situation way more complicated than it needed to be. He felt the warmness of Kuki's body cuddling up to him, and he shifted his torso so she could rest her head on his shoulder comfortably, which it was pretty difficult to find such a position. He ended up situating himself on his side and wrapping his arms around the small Japanese girl, holding her tightly to his body. She reciprocated the embrace, and he could feel her smiling into his chest.

"Kuki, what are we doing?"

Her eyelashes tickled his skin, and she nuzzled her tiny nose against him. "Hmmm," she hummed, leaving him wondering if she was going to reply. "Wally, I'm sorry."

"Fuck, knew it was too good to be true."

"I'm sorry," she said again in a small, tired voice that shook a bit. "I never wanted to say it like this, but I'm afraid I'll never have the courage to do so again."

"You're so drunk, you're not making sense."

"Let me finish," she groaned. Her grip on his body tightened. "I like you, Wally. I've always liked you. I've liked you ever since we met in middle school, and I'm sorry that I have to I have to tell you like this, all drunk and horny and crap."

It was not uncommon for Wallabee Beatles to blank out. However, the usual causes were things like pop quizzes and trying to remember what FOIL stood for in algebra. Kuki had said way too many key things for his already slow brain to process without clogging up.

"C'mon man, remember what your tutor said about organizing thoughts. Fuck, I can't remember what my tutor said. I can't remember shit. What did Kuki just say? Ugh, stop spinning brain. Fuck, too drunk to think about this."

"Your heartbeat is really fast," she teased, but he didn't hear her.

"Okay, I think I heard the word 'horny' in there. Was she referring to me? Her? Both of us? Oh god, oh god, get a grip on yourself, dude! I think she said she likes me. She said she likes me! What if I heard wrong? It wouldn't be the first time. No, wait, she said it twice. Dear sweet mother of god, she likes me! I definitely misheard. What the hell is going on? Okay, she said she likes me. She said she's liked me since..."

Wally's racing thoughts came to a crashing halt. He was suddenly reminded of something that had haunted him for the past four years. Kuki didn't remember her childhood days spent in the KND. All the memories of being Numbah 3 were gone from her mind.


Author's Note: Whelp, here's to my first KND fan fiction. To be honest, I hardly remember the show, so if I get some bits wrong, sorry. I do most of my writing research by reading other fan fiction, but the selection of decent KND reads is rather poor. Oh well, I'm enjoying writing this. I'm already working on the second chapter so add to the alerts if you like, or just keep your eyes peeled.