A/N: And here is the completed chapter.

Po opened his eyes slowly, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun too much to get up. As far as he knew, he had the day off today for recovery. And he could just lay there all day, but of course because of today, he had to get up.

That thought in mind, he threw off the blankets and sat up, casting a glance around his room. The Dragon Scroll sat untouched on his dresser. He kept it not only for decoration, but also as a reminder of what his life became and what his destiny was. Standing up and walking over to his dresser, he opened up the top drawer. His drawing of Tigress, which he had drawn when he woke in the middle of the night, when he suddenly had the urge to draw her. It was… the strangest Po had ever felt, he just felt it was the right thing to do before falling back asleep.

The setting was the Sacred Peach Tree of Heavenly Wisdom, the moon full and casting a pale light, which he emphasized by shading. Later, he would redraw the artwork, it would show Tigress wearing a scarlet dress as her figure overlooked the Valley. In the foreground, was the peach tree on the right of her. She in the middle ground as she looked at the Peach Tree with a small smile on her face. In the background in the distance was a sketch of a few buildings that poked out of the trees that surrounded the Valley. A few peach petals blew in the invisible wind, gently kissing her. The words 'Peace', 'Strength' and 'Beauty' were written at the top of the drawing. In the moon, you could faintly see a Yin-Yang. Everything would be given more detail and he would probably add color before he would present the piece to Tigress. And he planned to have a poem to go with it, which he had only half finished.

Smiling to himself, he pushed the drawer closed and walked out of his room. Knowing that the Five would probably sleep in a bit longer, he decided to go to the Peach Tree to meditate first. Then he would cook breakfast and allow the scent to wake his comrades.

"Can I join you, Dragon Warrior?"

Po opened one eye and saw Master Shifu making his way up the hill.

"You don't have to ask, Master." Po replied, continuing his meditation.

Ever since he had gained his inner peace, it was much easier for him to meditate. Emptying his mind once more, he closed his eyes and resumed his state of peace.

"If I may," Shifu said. "What happened yesterday?"

"Between Tigress and I?" Po asked, ceasing his meditation.

"Yes." Shifu replied.

Po started to get a bit nervous, but he willed the butterflies away. Shifu had a right to know, since he was Tigress' father. Even though surrogate in fashion, he was as good a father as any. He replied in a steady voice.

"Can I have your blessing?" Po asked. "I know that I should have confided in you first, but situations wouldn't allow."

"It's not what I think it is… is it?" Shifu asked.

"No! Nothing like… that." Po nearly yelled, then took a deep breath. "Tigress and I want your blessing before I take her out to dinner tonight."

"Tigress needs to be- speak of the devil." Shifu cut himself off as Tigress approached the two.

"Good morning, Master, Po," Tigress said, nodding to the two. "May I join?"

Po nodded, patting a seat next to him.

"When is breakfast?" She asked Po. "And how are you today Master, better?"

Her stomach made a small rumble, causing Tigress to shake her head in embarrassment.

"Sorry," She said.

"In a few minutes, Tigress." Po replied, smiling at her in compensation. Then looked at Shifu, letting the Grandmaster know he had his attention.

"I'm feeling better than ever before," Shifu replied in tone that confused Tigress.

"I give each of you my blessing," Shifu said, surprising both the Panda and the Feline. "Take good care of Tigress, Po, and Tigress you him."

"What?" Tigress asked, confused even more. Po only blinked in shock.

Shifu looked at the both of them with a rare smile and twinkle in his eye. "Did you think I would say no? I knew it was a matter of time that this would happen due to the events from yesterday."

"If this becomes anything serious," he said, in a tone that was as deadpan as his expression. "I want Tigress to remain pure until after her wedding day."

Po and Tigress' faces both turned a deep shade of scarlet at those words. Po spared a glance at Tigress and his expression mirrored hers as he looked back at Shifu.

"It's a bit early to be thinking about things like that, Master." Po said quickly. "I want to take thinks slow."

"All the same," Their Master replied. "Remain pure until her wedding night, and that is all I ask of you two. I give you each my blessing."

He stood up, kissing each of them on the forehead.

"You two are lucky to have each other." Shifu said, chuckling to himself as he left the couple to ponder his words.

"I… can't believe it." Po said, after a few minutes of silence.

"Er… Kinda off subject right about now," the Panda said, looking at Tigress. Both were trying to will the embarrassment of 'remaining pure' away, so Po decided to change the subject. "But who's going to cook if I take you out to dinner? I can't just make the food and go."

"Don't worry about it," Tigress assured, thankful for the change of topic. "Viper used to cook before you came here. Coupled with what you've taught her, she'll make more than a satisfactory meal for the Five and Master Shifu."

"Ah." Po nodded, beginning to meditate once again. "By the way, we are going to go to my dad's tonight. Better he found out now than later."

"True." Tigress replied.

She took in her current attire, thinking about what to wear. Running through her wardrobe in her head, she realized she didn't really have anything nice to wear besides a silver set of the usual outfit that she wore.

"You don't have to wear anything fancy, Tigress," the Panda smiled at her.

"Are you sure?" Tigress asked him. "I want to make-"

"Tigress, my father is in love with you," Po laughed. "You don't need to make a good impression with him, you make enough of an impression just gracing him with your presence."

"Thank you, Po," The Feline bowed her head in thanks.

"Anytime, Tigress," Po said, beginning to meditate.

"For you, Master Tigress."

Right before they walked out of the barracks, Po produced a bouquet from behind his back. He handed it to her, smiling as Tigress accepted the flowers.

"Roses and lilies…" She murmured.

"Viper?" She asked him, Po nodded.

"They're beautiful, Po," Tigress said, sniffing them with a sense of peace. "Thank you,"

"As are you," Po replied, his smile grew. "And you're welcome."

He offered his hand, and Tigress took it. As they said their goodbyes to the Five and Master Shifu, the feline started to get a bit nervous when they began their descent down the stairs leading into the Valley. But as she looked at Po, the feeling went away, replaced by confidence. She was Master Tigress! Master of the Tiger style in the art of Kung Fu! Nervousness was not allowed in a hardcore woman like herself. But when she thought about it, the way she broke down when talking to Po, that wasn't allowed either. Then again, when she thought about it. Her entire 'Hardcore' side up until recently was a lie. True, she had opened up and become more verbose to her friends and Po, but the thing was, she was still sometimes emotionless. Open and more verbose, but yet a remnant of the 'old Tigress' still remained. That little remnant would probably remain due to her being a role model to the younger generation of girls in the Valley. Could she rid herself of that small remnant, and slowly melt into her true self? Or would that remnant grow again? No, there was no way that remnant would become more than it would be right now, with Po around. He had broken her 'Hardcore' exterior, and inadvertently retrieved the true Master Tigress over the time he knew her. The Dragon Warrior had her eternal thanks for that.

She snapped out of her thoughts as Po gave her hand a gentle squeeze, looking up, she saw that they were already in front of Mr. Ping's noodle shop. Swallowing her pride and keeping the nervousness at bay, she walked forward with Po into the Noodle shop and saw that it was nearly full. That was just great…

Mustering her courage, she gripped Po's hand tighter and accompanied him into the shop. The conversations that were currently being held were stopped as Po and Tigress walked into the shop, hand in hand. Everyone stared at the two until they reached the counter, then started their conversations once again, this time talking about what just happened.

"Ah! My son the Dragon Warrior is here! Along with the beautiful Master Tigress!" Mr. Ping shouted to whomever would listen. Now Tigress wish that she could just disappear, but she shook her head in her mind and gave Mr. Ping a small smile.

"Good evening, Mr. Ping," Tigress said.

"Free Tofu dessert for everyone!" He exclaimed to the customers.

There were cheers until…

"With purchases." Mr. Ping added, followed by a few disappointed groans.

"Now what can I…" His voice broke off as his gaze flicked down to Po and Tigress' intertwined hands.

"Ah! I see that you're biggest dream besides becoming a Master at Kung Fu has finally happened!" Mr. Ping said, with a bit too much enthusiasm.

"Dad!" Po groaned, his cheeks burning a bright red.

"And how come you never told me this?" Tigress asked playfully, a small smile tugging over her face.

"Ah, you should have heard him, he could never shut up about you," Mr. Ping said, stepping behind the counter where he began to make orders for tables 2, 5, 7, and 12.

"Can we talk about something else Dad?" Po asked, giving Tigress a small glare as she tried to keep herself from laughing.

"I would like to hear a bit more about these dreams." Tigress said, just to tease Po.

"No! We came for dinner, Tigress. Remember?" Po asserted.

"You know I'm kidding," Tigress said, smiling at him, patting his arm.

"Dad," Po took a deep breath. "Can we have your blessing?"

The Goose stopped making the orders for a split second then resumed.

"Of course, Po," Mr. Ping replied. "I have always waited for the day you would find someone. If she makes you happy, I'm happy."

"Thanks, Dad," Po smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Ping," Tigress also smiled.

"Please, call me 'Dad'." the Goose replied.

"Er… I don't think I'm ready to call you that." and then she added with a wink to Po. "Yet."

The Panda just scratched the back of his head and grinned.

"Well, there are two things I am curious about," Mr. Ping said, giving the orders to the respective tables.

"Dad, if you-"

"When can I expect Grandchildren?" Mr. Ping asked, winking at the two.

Both Po and Tigress' cheeks burned a deeper scarlet than when Shifu asked Tigress to remain pure, due to how bluntly Mr. Ping delivered the question.

"The other one, Dad?" Po asked, covering his face and shaking his head.

"What would you like to order?" Mr. Ping asked.

"Finally, a normal question," Po muttered.

"Ah, you know how I love to see your reactions, Po," Mr. Ping chuckled to himself.

"I guess just the usual, Dad," Po replied.

Mr. Ping nodded to himself and began to make the orders. Po sighed and sat down into one of the stools in front of the counter and turned around, looking back at the customers. Granted they were probably talking about him and Tigress, but he didn't really care. But something strange caught his eye.

A hooded robed figure sat in a lone corner, staring at his untouched meal. He couldn't tell who it was, but something about the way the figure sat made him look… familiar. He wracked his brain for an answer and was frustrated when his mind came up empty. The man sat with his arms crossed, gray furred arms covered by metal gauntlets were all he could make out. The only other thing he could make out was a single amber eye that connected with Po's jade eyes as they stared at one another. Then the figure looked back away from him and back at his meal.

"Hey, Dad." Po said, once he and Tigress got their orders. "Who's that guy in the corner over there?"

"He would not say," Mr. Ping replied. "He… actually doesn't say much at all. Orders the same thing and just sits there and stares at it."

"Does he ever eat it?" Po asked.

Mr. Ping nodded. "He just leaves to go to a quiet place after a few minutes and brings back the bowl."

"How long has he been coming here?" Tigress asked, wiping her lips free of the broth. She spared an discreet glance back at the hooded figure.

"For the past couple of days," Mr. Ping answered.

"Well…" Po stopped, surprised that his bowl was empty. "What else has he said?"

Mr. Ping held a thoughtful expression. "Nothing, only speaks his orders and thanks."

"Well, only one way to find out who this is," Po said, standing up.

"Po, what are you doing?" Tigress asked.

"I'm going to find out who that is." Po replied.

"Why? What-"

Tigress cut herself off as Po was already halfway to the table that the man occupied. Shaking her head, she thanked Mr. Ping for the meal and walked over to Po as he gestured to an empty seat. The man nodded once and Po took the chair, Tigress preferring the stand in case this conversation somehow turned violent.

"First of all, who are you?" Po asked.

The man was silent for a full minute before speaking. "Even though I know who you are, isn't the rule that those who first speak must address themselves?"

Po nodded.

"My name is Po Ping, the Dragon Warrior. This is my fellow Kung Fu Master and girlfriend," Tigress shot him a quick look to not say too much. "Master Tigress."

"As beautiful and radiant as ever, I see," The man chuckled quietly. "As for my name… I don't have one."

"You don't have one or you don't use it?" Po asked, confused.

"I don't have one," The man replied. "But call me what you wish, names are of no importance."

"Why have you approached me?" he asked.

"I…" Po stopped, why had he? "I guess you just looked familiar is all."

"I see…" the man said, nodding to himself. "I understand that."

"Huh?" Po asked.

"Because I know you, and you know me," the man said, pulling back his hood.

"You! How are you alive? I saw you die!" Po shouted, jumping up and pointing at the man. His sudden outburst caused the shop stop their conversations and stare at the Dragon Warrior, who was pointed at the now hoodless figure. Tigress eased into a defensive stance, and Po did the same.

A/N: Ha ha! Cliffhanger! Next chapter: Public Enemy?