Here's the next chapter... and I would like to thank everyone that voted for their favourite... but it was a tie between two (TK and Ken), so I conjured up a solution that isn't actually revealed in this chapter, but will be in the next one. I hope it satisfies everyone, and I hope you like this chapter.

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"And we're off."

Kari sent a silent thank you to the camera man for choosing this exact moment to go to commercial. The slight break gave her a chance to calmly look at her options and choose the best course of action.

Haha, calmly my ass, Kari remarked mentally as she hyperventilated. How was she supposed to choose one guy just from asking him three completely ridiculous questions? The answers she received gave her next to no insight on their personalities, and even if it did, and she chose a guy with a charming personality, he could be ugly as hell as far as she knew. She didn't even know their names either! The most basic question she would have asked, and she hadn't, because it wasn't allowed. Silently cursing whoever had let her go on this idiotic game show, Kari went through her limited choices.

Contestant #1… he was definitely outgoing and funny. He made her smile, he made her laugh, and he had enough enthusiasm to wake the eternally dead. He seemed so energetic in his answers and full of life. Probably had a rather large and inflated ego though. Not to mention he sounded like a ladies' man…

Contestant #2… he had come off as one of those all-around good guys. The kind that usually got stuck in the middle of a bad situation, but somehow managed to pull through and make it work for everybody. His personality portrayed compassion and a sense that no matter what happened, he'd always be there. But to Kari, he was the safe choice – neither daring nor dramatic.

Contestant #3… just the sound of his voice made her melt. He appeared to be shy and hesitant, but was truthful and stood up for what he believed in. Not to mention that he had given the most romantic, ideal answers a girl could ask for. He seemed to match her better than the other two, but did she really want to date a male version of herself?

"And we're back on in 5, 4, 3, 2… 1."

"Welcome back to Willy's Wacky Dating Show! And now, the final moment is here, ladies and gentlemen. Which one will it be? Our bachelorette must now decide."

Kari took a bottomless lungful of air. There was still time to run offstage and move far away (nobody would ever find her in Antarctica, right?) and never show her face in public again, wasn't there? The spotlight turned to her, blinding her, and making it impossible to see the dozen cameras focused on her. The anticipation-building music played through the speakers, getting louder and louder as the nanoseconds of her life ticked away.

Smile and focus.

Kari grinned, made her ultimate decision, and raised the microphone.

One.

Two.

Three.

Ready or not, here I come.

"I choose… Contestant number… three."

The audience burst into cheers, applause, and screams. Kari smiled, glad that at least a few people commended her choice. Her decision hadn't been easy, but eventually it had become clear. She wanted someone that made her feel special and unique. Contestant #3 had done that just by answering three simple questions. They had been passionate, idealistic responses that caught her attention vehemently. He was the one.

"Alright, folks. There you have it. Our bachelorette has chosen the astounding Contestant #3… Ken! Come on over here, Ken, and meet the gorgeous young lady, Kari!"

Heart pounding. Shaky breath. This was almost as bad as the time Tai had dared her to jump off the high diving board at the pool. Kari had only been ten, and she had been so terrified - not to mention nauseous. None of that had mattered to Tai though, who conveniently stood behind her and "accidentally" pushed her off.

Around the impenetrable piece of wall that separated Kari from her destiny, a shoe-clad foot materialized. He wore shoes. That was a good sign. And pants – he wore pants. Finally, the whole picture assembled into a dashing figure. The striking young man stood casually before her, and her eyes fell out of her skull.

He was HOT.

With his sleek hair and sexy eyebrows… what a hunk of man. Kari drooled slightly and her eyes glazed over as he advanced.

Her breathing halted when he took her hand, kissed the back of it, and said, "Hello, Kari."

"Hi, Ken." she breathed.

He chuckled and looked into her eyes deeply. She felt swept away by the intensity his own eyes held, and time no longer had a meaning for her… until Yolei interrupted.

"Kari! Wow! I didn't know you had it in you! Well, actually, of course I did! I am your best friend after all. Aren't you going to introduce us? The show's over, by the way, so you can relax. No more cameras!"

Yolei bounced on the balls of her feet energetically beside Kari and Ken. She coughed lightly, prompting Kari to get on with it.

"Oh right. Ken, this is my friend Yolei. Yolei, this is Ken."

Yolei shook hands with Kari's date and remarked, "I knew Kari was going to choose you right away. She always goes for the super nice guys. And always gets them too." She added as a side note.

Ken smiled a small smile, saying, "Well, I guess that good news for me, right?"

Kari blushed like a raging madman and changed the subject.

"So, where are we going, Ken? We're not going cliff diving or something, right?"

Ken chuckled and assured her that they were not. "You'll see." was all he cared to share.

Unbeknownst to the threesome, a tall, soccer-playing brunet listened in. He was not trying to be creepy (some say it just came naturally) but he just couldn't stand losing. Especially to a wimpy girly-girl like this guy. Davis had always managed to get whatever he wanted through sheer determination and perseverance. He wasn't about to be beaten right now, at the height of his game. All he needed was a brilliant plan…

At that precise moment, a blond sweetheart munching on some chips passed by. Davis's mind miraculously conjured a half-decent plan and he initiated Phase 1 by tackling the poor chip-eating blondie to the floor with a THUMP.

While Davis coerced TK into joining him, Ken led Kari through the streets to one of his favourite places – the art museum.

"Hurry up, Ken! I want to go in!"

Kari's impatience was endearing to Ken and he was helpless to refuse her sudden, adorable request. His pace quickened and soon they were entering the air conditioned atmosphere of the near-silent building.

"I haven't been here in ages." Kari stage whispered.

"You don't need to whisper, Kari. They're not going to throw us out if we talk normally."

"Oh. Right."

Ken took her hand and tugged her along as he led them through various displays, paintings and creations. The layout had drastically been altered since Kari had been there last, so everything was modern and innovative to her. Ken often spoke softly in her ear, explaining and elaborating on the history of one piece or another. He knew the minutest details and his extensive knowledge continually impressed Kari. He was more than just a pretty face to her now that she knew his head wasn't full of rocks.

"So, do you have any favourites?" Ken asked as they walked around the garden path outside the museum.

"Hmm… I liked the one with the angels." Ken nodded, understanding. "I remember it from when my brother took me a few years ago."

"...Hey, Kari? Were you serious when you said your brother was overprotective?"

Kari laughed and nodded her head.

"Don't worry. He just needs to learn to relax sometimes."

Ken appeared relieved, but frowned and stopped walking. He whipped his head around and stared vigilantly at a rose bush.

"Everything okay, Ken?"

"Yeah. Just thought I heard something."

He stepped towards the bush, reached in, and pulled someone out. Someone who had messy brown hair, and did not appreciate being man-handled.

"Let me go, Ken! I didn't do anything wrong!"

Ken sighed. "On the contrary, Davis. What are you doing here?"

"Nothing." Davis replied obtusely. "Just hanging out with my buddy TS."

"It's TK, like I told you before." said the man emerging from the same bush Davis had occupied earlier. "And for the record, this was not my idea."

"I don't care who's idea it was, because both of you are leaving. Now." Ken ordered.

Kari, who was puzzled to the point of confusion, spoke up.

"Wait, Ken. Who are these guys? And why so they sound so familiar?"

I bet no one knows the answer to that question...

Also, I've been kind of wondering what people think of the devious questions I chose in the last chapter, and which ones are favourites. So, if you want to let me know, that'd be great. Reviews are appreciated. Thanks.