Ina has joined the SAF. She told me that she did it for two reasons: one, that she supports the movement, and two, so she can keep me informed about what's going on.

"I could be the go between for the SAF and the superheroes." She said, taking a bite out of her taco. We were in Central Park for lunch, a place we'd found had areas secluded enough we could talk about Kick Ass stuff and still be quick catch-ups.

I scrunched up my nose, "I don't think you can be a go between, I mean, people can't know that you know Kick Ass personally." I told her.

"Oh, that's true." She said. "But I can still tell you what's going on. If you ever wanted to let us know something, I could tell you where we are meeting and you could show up in costume." She suggested.

I nodded, "Yeah, that could work." I told her.

"I think the group is great. I've only gone to one meeting, but it operates kind of anonymously. It's like AA, but we don't give names. There are even some celebrities there." She told me.

"Celebrities? What the hell?" I asked.

"Yeah, Megan Fox was there, and Nicholas Cage. Oh, and Samuel L Jackson." She said.

I did a double take. "So you're hanging out at least once a week with Samuel L Jackson and Megan Fox?" I asked her.

Ina laughed. "We aren't 'hanging out,' Dave. We are talking about issues and how we can combat them." She explained. "We're actually pretty excited about the celebrity turn out. Of course we all know who they are, even if they don't give us a name, so we've asked them to start publicly speaking about the issues."

"I should join." I said, not really paying too much attention to Ina anymore. I was imagining how Kick Ass could totally get Megan Fox to fuck him. Or at least get to see her up close and personal. I could talk with Megan Fox.

"You could, just as a civilian. No one would know." Ina said. "We've actually joked, asking if superheroes were among us." She added, laughing to herself.

I was still thinking of Megan Fox naked. Honestly being Kick Ass was the best thing that has ever happened to me.

"Dave?" Ina brought me back to reality.

"I'm definitely joining." I told her, smiling. Ina's face looked annoyed.

"This is serious, Dave. I don't want you coming just to flirt with celebrities." She scolded me.

I cringed a little bit. "Oh come on, Ina. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity." I pleaded. Ina sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Honestly, Dave. You're Kick Ass, you should care a little more about the issues than the hot girl." Ina said shaking her head. I smiled sheepishly.

"To change the subject, how are you feeling about tonight?" She asked me. I was reminded that I was going to meet with Marty this evening since it was fall break and Todd was going to be in town.

After Ina's constant nagging at me to forgive Todd, telling me it would help me find closure, not to mention mend a life long friendship, I'd finally decided to bite the bullet and meet with him.

I grimaced and looked at the ground, kicking the pebbles around that were under the bench we were sitting on.

"Dave." Ina called out to me, urging me to talk with her.

I looked up at her begrudgingly. "I'm not happy about it." I told her.

"That's not good, Dave. You need to do this from the heart, not just because I'm telling you to do it." She told me, resting her hand on one of mine.

"I know. I just…" I clenched my jaw together. I was still a little mad at him, but I was also embarrassed. I didn't want to apologize for beating the shit out of him. It had been so long, he's in college somewhere else making new friends. He could be totally different now. It's almost like it's too late, he's already gone, he's moved on. So what's the point?

"Dave, just think about all the great times you've spent together. He's your friend, and that part doesn't just go away so easily. If he's sorry and willing to talk with you at all, that's a good thing." Ina told me, trying to encourage me.

Ina was right of course. Ina's always right. Marty texted me later that afternoon, telling me that he wasn't going to come over at all and asked me to just hear Todd out. So I knew that it was Todd that wanted to talk with me, more than I wanted to talk with him, affirming Ina's suspicions.

I opened the front door to find Todd, standing there looking exactly like I'd left him, save for the blood and bruises. He smiled awkwardly, stuffing his hands in his pockets like he always did when he was nervous.

"Hey." He said, his voice cracking. I smirked, I couldn't help it.

"Come in." I said and closed the door behind him. We stood in the entryway for a minute before either of us said anything. Of course we both started talking at the same time. But I let him go first.

"I know you're still mad at me. Marty told me." Todd started, looking at me uncertainly. "But I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am. I was dumb, and there really isn't any excuse." He added hastily.

I sighed and looked off. "Yeah, you're a dumbass." I told him deadpan.

Todd stood for a moment not saying anything, a fearful look on his face. I thought if I made any sudden movements that he might flinch for fear of me kicking his ass again.

I hung my head, "I'm sorry I kicked your ass." I told him, biting my lip. Todd smiled, hopeful.

"It's okay. Don't even apologize, I totally deserved it." He said. "If beating the crap out of me made you feel any better, that's good."

I smiled now. "It did make me feel better, a little bit." I admitted.

Todd smiled wider, "Good. Marty said you've been training with Brad. Teaching him hero stuff?" Todd asked me, hopeful and trying to bring our friendship back to where it once was.

I nodded. "Yeah. He's pretty good. He actually threw a meat cleaver at a guy and knocked him out." I said excitedly, headed for the couch. Todd followed me. We sat down and it was like nothing happened. Our awkward time was over. We talked about Brad and the SAF and I even mentioned Night Bitch and I.

"You being Kick Ass does explain how all of a sudden you became some suave playboy." Todd said.

"Suave playboy? Are you shitting me Todd? I've only fucked with two girls." I asked him incredulous.

"Well, yeah. Katie's hot. And Night Bitch? She's a superhero for fuck's sake." Todd said.

"Okay, whatever you say, Todd." I replied.

"What about Hit Girl?" Todd asked me, looking hopeful.

"What is it with everyone asking about Mi-Hit Girl?" I asked him, getting worked up, and almost giving away Mindy's identity again.

"She's awesome! That's why. And she's so secretive." Todd answered. "So?" He asked me.

"I'm not fucking her, I already told you I've only been with two girls, Katie and Night Bitch." I answered.

Todd paused, "That's not what I was asking, Dave." He said, looking confused for a minute. Then his face broke out in a smile. "Why would you jump to that?" He asked me.

"What? No, I mean… It's because Marty's always… Stop looking at me like that. There is nothing going on!" I yelled at him, his grin just like Marty's when he suggested I'd fucked Mindy.

"Why are you getting so defensive? I was just asking a question." Todd replied, that same shit-eating grin on his face.

"No I'm not. I'm just…" I trailed off, annoyed by Todd's expression. "You're as bad as Marty. She's fifteen!" I said.

"I'm not saying you're fucking her. You brought that up all on your own." Todd said.

"Well you have that dumb look on your face!" I retorted.

"You're the one being all defensive about it." He replied.

"I'm not being defensive. Besides she's the one that kissed me!" I yelled at him.

Todd's eyes went wide. "You've kissed Hit Girl?" He asked me, being serious now.

I opened my mouth but no words came out. I closed my mouth and looked off to the side. "No, she kissed me." I replied, looked back at him. "That's what I said."

"Hit Girl kissed you?" Todd asked me, emphasizing you.

"I thought you were just going on about me being a suave playboy. Why's that so unbelievable?" I asked him, annoyed.

"Well, she's fucking Hit Girl, man." Todd answered. "She's… She really kissed you?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Todd. She kissed me and then she left town. That's what happened." I told him, crossing my arms getting exasperated.

Todd sat there for a moment, then he pulled out his phone. "Did you know Dave KISSED Hit Girl?" Todd spoke. I looked over and he was talking on the phone to someone, probably Marty. I threw my head back, sighing.

"No, he just told me SHE kissed HIM." Todd spoke into the phone then pausing. "Yeah, you guys better come over here." He added, than shut the phone.

"Are you happy?" I asked him, giving him a look of contempt.

"No. This kind of makes Hit Girl seem less cool, actually. I mean, if she'd want to kiss you." Todd answered.

"What?! It was very cool. She even threatened me afterwards." I told him, defending Mindy.

"It was cool?" Todd asked me, confused.

"Yeah, she had just said some really inspirational shit, and then just leaned over and kissed me. Then she told me it was her first kiss, and told me to be nice or she'd rip my ass through my mouth." I told Todd.

"It was her first kiss? She wanted her first kiss to be with you?" Todd asked me, as if he didn't believe me.

"Yeah, I guess she did." I said, softly. Realizing for the first time that Mindy had wanted her first kiss to be with me. Me, Dave, who she knew fully well was not really any cooler for being Kick Ass.

"So you failed to mention that you kissed her." I heard Marty say and he and Brad were coming through the front door, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It was her first kiss." Todd piped up.

Brad's eyebrows shot up. "Really? Dave! You're the first person Hit Girl's ever kissed? That's bad ass." Brad said.

"So you've kissed her and you didn't mention it. But you are really fucking adamant that you don't like her." Marty stated.

"Yeah, because I don't." I replied.

"Fuck that. Look how worked up about it you're getting. Seriously, Dave, it's like you're in sixth grade right now." Marty quipped.

"Yeah, you do get really worked up about her whenever we bring her up at all, whether or not we're insinuating you like her." Brad added.

I shot Brad a dirty look. "It's just because she's young, and… And I just… Miss her. Okay. She's like a… A fucking assassin or whatever." I replied, shaking my hands towards Brad, since he'd said the comics had her like some rogue assassin.

The three of them were quiet, but Marty was grinning. Finally he spoke up. "Dave…"

I cut him off, "No. I don't like her like that. She just kissed me and it was weird." I snapped.

"Dude, then why are you so pissed at us?" Brad asked quietly.

I sat there for a moment, looking at each of them. Other than Marty's stupid grin, the other two looked half shocked, and half sorry. I looked away and thought about it. Maybe I did like Mindy. Was that even possible?

But she's four years younger than me. Is that weird? But I have wondered about her body before. But that's just being a guy. I've wondered about what a lot of girls look like, like Miranda.

Who I'm now fucking. But that doesn't mean I want to fuck Mindy. I just wonder what she looks like. I'm just curious. Like I'd like to see Megan Fox naked. But I did hope to seduce her as Kick Ass.

I grunted and held my head in my hands.

"Oh my god. Is this real life?" Todd asked, looking at the others. "Does this mean you're going to stop teasing me about liking Hit Girl since Dave likes her now? And they've actually kissed."

"Definitely not. It makes you even more pathetic." Marty replied, sending Todd a matter-of-fact grin.

"Guys." I interrupted, catching their attention. "I. Can. Not. Like Mindy." I said, freaking out.

"Wait, what?" Brad asked.

Marty's eyes went wide. "Mindy?"

"Is that Hit Girl's real name?" Todd asked me, looking up at the others before turning back to me. "You know Hit Girl's secret identity?"

"That's like a huge step in your relationship, Dave." Marty stated, grinning again.

"Fuck." I said, just realizing I'd called her by her real name. "No. I… I knew her name from the beginning. I…" I was losing it then. I stood up and walked into the kitchen.

"Dave?" Brad called after me.

"Man, you can't run away from true love!" Marty yelled after me, snickering.

I sat down in front of the refrigerator, sliding down and pulling my knees into my chest. I stared at the wall, but my mind was thinking about Mindy.

I thought of her lips, how she always smirked and sometimes bit them when she was unsure of something. I thought of her hair, how it moved in the wind and caught the sun just right to shine golden. Her eyes, framed by her black mask, so green.

"Dave, are you okay?" I heard Brad call out softly, kneeling beside me.

"I think we broke him." Todd muttered.

Well you got an all Mindy chapter last time, and now you get an all Dave chapter today. I actually was going to put both of them in here, but then this chapter got away from me lol.

I know that Dave's reaction is kind of weird, but I think that this realization is something so unexpected and huge that it's a major deal for him. But don't worry, he's not going to stay weird forever :) I hope that what I'm trying to get across is understood lol.

I hope you guys liked this chapter, if you did (or even if you didn't lol), please let me know and leave a review!