After eating, they both made their way to the media room to find Yamato and Kosaburo. They both wanted to thank them for trying to help them out. This time, Musashi found Yamato on the couch and Kojiro spotted Kosaburo by the bar. Musashi went to go sit with Yamato but found herself being held back. She looked and saw that Kojiro was holding her hand still. She looked at him curiously and he gave her a playful pout, not wanting to let her go. He pulled her back so she spun into his arms. Giving her a warm embrace he kissed her quickly on the cheek. "Ko-Kojiro!" she protested at his public display of affection. She managed to push him away. Kojiro feigned a hurt look before he smiled playfully and trotted off to the bar.

Musashi smiled shyly and walked over to sit with Yamato.

"I see you two worked things out," Yamato teased.

Musashi sat down next to her and rested her hands on her knees. "Yeah," she breathed out. "And you know what? I've never seen him like this. He's so affectionate-I mean he's always been affectionate but not like this before." Musashi blushed while saying this.

Yamato listened to her, intrigued. "Really? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Good," admitted Musashi quietly. "Very good."

Kojiro leaned against the bar where Kosaburo was resting a glass of some concoction. "Hey!" Kosaburo exclaimed in surprise. "How did things go, lover boy?"

"Good," Kojiro said. "Better than ever, actually"

Kosaburo smiled, knowing what Kojiro meant. He looked over Kojiro to see Musashi sitting with Yamato and talking animatedly about something. "Thanks, by the way," Kojiro said. Kosaburo looked at Kojiro in surprise.

"For what?"

"I knew you were the one who warned Musashi about the stupid decision I was going to make." Kojiro explained. "Well, you or Yamato. Anyway, thanks. If it weren't for you, I probably would be crying me eyes out, regretting the worst decision in my life."

"Kojiro?"

Kojiro looked over to a girl who was standing by Kosaburo. She had sky blue hair with matching eyes. She shrank in shyness when he locked eyes with her. "My-my name is Michiko. I heard you were looking for a new partner."

"What?" Kojiro asked confused. "I called that off. I still have my partner."

"Oh," the girl said, feeling embarrassed. "My friends overheard your decision and told me that you were looking..."

"Look," Kojiro said, holding up his hands. "I'm sorry, but I'm not-" he stopped when he saw Musashi passing him to get to the bar. She affectionately reached out and gripped his arm. With her other arm, she began to circle her finger around the front of his chest. Kojiro gulped nervously at Musashi's sudden display of affection.

Musashi looked over at Michiko to see if she got her point across. She quickly got the hint and scampered off in the other direction. Kojiro looked at Musashi to see her gorgeous blue eyes gazing at him. He was instantly grounded back to reality as butterflies began to form in his stomach. "Wha-what are you doing?" he asked her.

"Going to go get a drink," she said, gently pushing off him. "Yamato wants to show me more around the facility."

"Have fun," he said as he tried to reach for her again. She batted his hands away playfully and scuttled to the bar. She blew him a kiss and Kojiro smiled wide.

Kosaburo was just watching him curiously. Kojiro noticed Kosaburo's gaze and composed himself. "What?" he asked defensively.

"Nothing," Kosaburo said. "Just noticed you've got it bad for her."

Kojiro shrugged. "I don't know why," he admitted. "But I just can't keep my hands off her all of a sudden. Maybe it was all those years of repressed feelings I've had."

"Uh huh," teased Kosaburo. "So did you two go all the way yet?"

Kojiro stiffened and turned crimson. "A gentleman does not kiss and tell," he said coolly.

"Yeah yeah," Kosaburo said. "When you're ready to spill the juicy details, just make sure and come find me first."

Kojiro was about to reply when a bottlecap rolled across the countertop towards him. Kojiro picked it up instinctively to inspect it when he heard a voice shout.

"Hey, that's mine! Put that down!"

Kojiro looked for the voice and found a short, yellow haired team rocket boy, no older than 15.

"That's my bottle cap, you have there!" he said, pointing to Kojiro's closed fist. Kojiro looked at his hand and released the bottlecap, distracted by the boy's outburst. The boy clasped it in his hands and examined it.

"Bah," he grumbled. "I already have like 3 of these. You can keep it."

Kojiro and Kosaburo glanced at each other, then Kojiro turned back to the boy. "You collect bottle caps, too?"

"Yeah," replied the boy. "The name is Kyo."

"Kojiro," Kojiro said, extending his hand for a shake. The boy took it and shook his hand. "I have been collecting since I was a little boy. Did you know that they're actually worth money?"

"No way!" exclaimed Kojiro. "I always thought they were just there for personal collection."

"They are but they also have value!" explained Kyo.

Kosaburo watched the conversation bouncing between the two in boredom. He yawned loudly. "Weeell, now that you two nerds found each other, I think I'm going to find someone manly to play pool with." He got up and clapped Kojiro on the back. "Later lover-boy" Kosaburo looked at Kyo. "Kyo".

Kojiro looked back at Kyo and tried to recall the last thing said. "Do you think you can take a look at my collection and see if it's worth anything?" he asked Kyo.

"Yea sure," he agreed.

"Awesome!" said Kojiro. "It's up in my room in some display cases. Follow me!"