One thing! I made a reference to Pokemon, and to The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess in this. :D See if you can find them. Rest assured, they are NOT reference from THEIR lives, it's from our world.

Now, there will be no more beating around the bush or filler. I had to scrap a lot of ideas I had, but really that would just be making the story go ALL OVER the place and I don't want to do that. It would just ruin it and make it drag on for who-knows-how-long. So nope! Uh-uh.

Today, along with the festival, we are going to move things forward with everything.

Because it's meant to be fun. :D

Soon comes our evil villain, who is out to, you guessed it, take over the world.

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*You guys all stare at me*

...All right. I'll do it.

M Bison: Of course!

XD Enough of that.

Now, I bet SOME of you are wondering how I'm going about with the language thing. That...I think I will leave up to you. X3

XXX

"Okay, how the hell was I talked into this?"

"Well, Helga does have a way of persuading people."

"I can't even believe we're doing this. It feels so demeaning. Now hold still."

"I guess maybe it's just time to take our minds off things, I guess."

"Seriously, I don't dance."

"You don't know how?"

"I never said that. I can dance. I just don't dance, it's not my thing. Can you dance, kid?"

"My grandmother taught me quite a bit... and there was last April Fool's Day... I danced the tango with Helga...it was kind of intense."

A snicker escaped the taller blonde. "Sure sounds like it."

"I guess so." Arnold murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. He stood back a bit. "So, do I look okay?" He was wearing a three-piece suit, which was of a white shirt, black jacket, black pants, and a dark blue necktie.

"Yeah, you look fine. Guess Helga's going to go all gaga over you. Hell, I bet you could wear a paper bag and she still would. She has it bad for you, kid. I can tell." Deidara teased, and straightened the younger boy's necktie again. He himself wore a dark blue shirt, a black jacket, and a pair of black slacks. "Okay, there. Much better. So how do you feel?"

"Um, nervous I guess." Arnold admitted. "Should we think of this as a double date?"

His question made the bomber's cheeks pinken just slightly. "Guess if you want to call it that, yeah. It can be like a double date. Why, you want to take Helga to this festival as a date?"

"Actually, yeah. I still don't know how I feel, but I definitely want to give her a chance, spend more time with her on a comfortable basis and see how I feel. And well, I want to show her a good time and make her happy, since this whole ordeal has been pretty scary and hectic for both of us." Arnold explained. "I care about her a lot, I really do. Making her happy will really help in all of this."

"Okay, so I get what you're saying. So what'll you do if you don't turn out to love her back?" There was a strange glint in his stormy eyes at his statement, that Arnold couldn't quite pinpoint.

"I don't know. I guess I'll cross that bridge when I get there. But to be honest, I'm starting to think I really do like her like her."

Deidara snickered. "Whatever you say then, kid. The girls should be ready in a minute, we'll go get 'em."

Arnold smiled and nodded. "Okay."

XXX

"Almost done here Helga, trust me, you are going to be the belle of the festival."

"Please, me? The belle? Like that's going to happen."

"Helga, you are a very pretty girl. You just don't exactly bring it out, but if you looked like this all the time, you would be turning heads. Especially when you get older and your features will soften."

"Eh, I guess. But come on, you're older, taller, prettier, and you have the strikingly pale skin with dark hair and the blue eyes. Really, come on. Look at me. Plain light skin, plain eyes, and boring blonde hair. You'd probably get a few looks your way if you showed a bit of your... you know. Womanly bits."

Casana shook her head, standing back a bit as she finished applying Helga's makeup. She was wearing an emerald silk green dress that went a few inches below her knees with a flowing skirt, a pink sash tied around the waist, sleeveless, and with a modest square neckline, along with dark green flats on her feet. Along with that, she wore very light but noticeable makeup.

Helga on the other hand actually opted to wear a kimono. It was positively gorgeous. Mostly pink, with a pattern of trees, birds, water, a bridge and the ground, all in different shades of pink, while a white obi with thin pink curvy lines along it. Her blonde hair was down, her bangs framing her face, and her omnipresent pink bow tied on her head. She too, wore some makeup. Light blue eyeshadow to draw attention to her eyes, as well as bring out the blue in them. A hint of pink blush, and of course, her lips were a lovely shade of a darker pink. Dark enough to pop, but light enough to work well with her skin tone and hair.

Needless to say, she was beautiful.

"Helga sweetie, you take a look in that mirror and you tell me that I'm prettier." Casana told her, gesturing to the mirror.

"Oh, fine." Helga stood up from the chair she'd been sitting on, and went over to the mirror to examine herself. She was shocked at her reflection in the mirror, and did not recognize herself at all. Who is that girl in there? That's NOT me...But gosh, I look...good. ...Really good. "Okay, okay, you were right. I do look good. Real good."

"There you go." Casana smiled. "I know it's not what you normally do, and believe me, it's not something I do either. But, sometimes on a special occasion, there's nothing wrong with glaming it up a little."

"...Yeah, I guess." Helga gave a mild shrug. "So, can we go now?"

"All right, we'll go meet them in the hallway and get going. The festival started already anyway, so there should be a good crowd there by now." The brunette nodded, going over to the door and opening it. "After you."

"Har har." The blonde girl rolled her eyes and walked out of the room, Casana following after her and closing the door.

The four of them were staying at an Inn right in town where the festival was taking place, since they figured it would be more convenient that way, and they had been lucky to even get a room, let alone two. The boys in one, the girls in the other. It did dismay Helga just a little, since by now she was used to waking up next to her beloved, most especially in his arms, but she pushed it aside and just dealt with it.

Eri, who was informed by Arnold and Helga of the plan they had, had to take care of another assignment, but said she would meet with them in the Rain Village when they would make their way there, and also, because she didn't want to get in the way of everything.

It was of course, quite comical how they went about their undercover status. It was a typical thing, Deidara and Casana pretended to be married, with their kids. But Arnold was adopted, while Helga was their biological daughter. They all also had false names, not that the kids needed one, of course. Deidara was Rinku, Casana was Midona, Arnold was Kojiro, and Helga was Musashi. They were the "Kishimoto family".

"Real clever, Dad." Helga had dryly said. "Hey Football Head, I should've known you were adopted! Oh wait, I mean, Kojiro."

"Very funny, Musashi." Arnold had rolled his eyes, but hid a smile behind his hand at her antics.

...

The girls waited patiently in the hallway of the Inn, and no more than a few moments later, the boys emerged from their room next door to theirs.

Helga's eyes immediately made a beeline toward her beloved, keenly drinking in his image. Of course, she'd seen him in a suit plenty of times, it was nothing new, but she still couldn't help but find him so adorably handsome. Arnold also, found his eyes immediately drawn to Helga, and he was unable to look away from her. He'd never seen her look so beautiful before. Aside from probably when she invited him, Gerald and Phoebe to dinner at Chez Paris. But this time, it took the cake. Especially since she really reminded him of...Cecile, the beautiful girl who he had fallen in love with that one Valentine's Day. For that reason as well, he was absolutely stunned, speechless. You could have hit him with a baseball bat and he wouldn't have been as stricken as he was right now. The kimono, he thought, was very lovely on her, her makeup really softened her features and enhanced her pouty lips, and her hair was down, really adding to just how pretty she was.

She was so beautiful. He longed to touch her face, to hold her close, to stroke her golden tresses, and make her smile...

Arnold quickly shook his head, and blushed a bit. "Helga, y-you...look so...so..."

A nudge to the leg from the older blonde next to him was enough for him to courageously speak his mind. "Helga, you look beautiful."

Helga blushed a bit, bringing her arms behind her back a bit shyly. "Um, thanks Arnold. ...You don't look half bad yourself." A nudge came from the brunette next to her. "Oh fine. Sorry. I meant to say, you look really handsome, Football Head."

"Oh, well...thanks, Helga." The young boy's blush deepened.

She gestured with her eyes to the ninjas standing next to them, winking. Arnold noticed too, and chuckled a bit, since the older blonde and the brunette were also, staring at each other.

It was harder to read Deidara's expression then, which seemed to be fairly blank and unreadable, but also, pleasantly surprised. And indeed, he was. He wasn't taken aback nor stricken, but he did see that Casana was indeed pretty in her getup. Especially that she was blushing, and could see it wasn't just from her makeup. Of course, it wasn't often she dressed like this, or wore makeup for that matter, so it did add to the effect of being as pleasantly surprised as he was. She was not uber gorgeous or anything, but she looked lovely.

Casana was, of course, fiercely enraptured. She found his casual but maintained look to be exactly what his style would be. There was obviously more to her enrapture than just this particular moment, however. But either way, she even found that he too, had released the top knot from his hair and had tied it in the back, much like he had done in the old days, the pre-Akatsuki days.

"So, you look good...really good." The brunette finally said.

"No big deal, really, just had to look presentable." Deidara shrugged, and cleared his throat. "You look...well, really pretty."

More of a blush marred Casana's cheeks. "Thank you, I try." She shifted her weight from one foot to the other for a moment before she brought her arms behind her back shyly. "So, shall we go?"

"Well doi! Let's go, and get this over with." Helga was immediately at Arnold's side, taking his hand. She inwardly swooned when he had no objection to that, and even interlaced his fingers with hers.

"Well, you heard her, let's go." Following Helga's example, Deidara stepped over to Casana's side, and took her hand. And of course, his pesky handmouths decided to be annoying and lick her palm.

"Eee!" Casana squeaked. Even though they held hands just about all the time and she was used to it, they still managed to surprise her.

"Oops." The taller blonde chuckled. Despite that his handmouths could be annoying, he sure did enjoy the little squeaky yelps Casana would emit, and he wasn't above teasing her with them.

"You'll have to do something about those extra mouths, Dad." Helga laughed. Sure wouldn't mind terrorizing everyone with mouths on my hands...

"Oh hush up Hel-Musashi."

"Make me."

"Come on guys, let's go to the festival and have fun, that's what we're here for." Arnold intervened.

"Yes, little brother." Helga rolled her eyes, but she squeezed his hand affectionately and earned a squeeze back.

"Behave, you two." Casana couldn't help but add. "No funny business."

This made the two kids blush heavily, while the young adults gave a hearty laugh, until pretty soon all four of them were laughing as well.

XXX

"Hey look, a dance floor."

"That's pretty cool, it'll be fun to dance a little."

"Uh...no. I can't dance. I'll probably just stand around and listen to the music."

"Suit yourself, Midona."

"I will, Rinku."

The quartet were now at the festival being held in the large clearing in the outskirts of the village. All around there were vendors selling all kinds of merchandise, clothing and food, stands with various kinds of games where you could win prizes, activity booths, and there was also a wooden platform located in the middle of it all, with a large stage where a band of musicians were playing, and people were dancing.

While it wasn't a huge festival, given its modest size, but it was definitely bustling and seemed to be a lot of fun, since there was so much to do. It was hard to decide where to start!

"Okay, let's make a designated meeting point." Helga spoke up.

"How about there?" Arnold indicated to a huge marble sculpture of a dragon that was painted red, yellow and orange. "We can meet back at that statue in about an hour."

"All right, and if you two are in trouble, just tell the nearest adult. If, by chance, there's a ninja attacking you, don't worry, we'll be keeping our guard up and know if someone's coming within range. And don't wander off too far beyond the festival grounds." Casana advised. "We'll meet back at that dragon sculpture in an hour."

"That sounds like a good idea, we'll meet you guys back here in an hour then. So we'll-"

"Yadda yadda yadda, now come on, Football Head! I smell some good food that's just calling my stomach!" Helga interrupted him, grabbing the young boy's arm.

Arnold just laughed, following along with her. "Whatever you say, Helga."

As the two kids wandered off, the former Akatsuki members watched them go with perplexed gazes, and yet were completely amused by Helga's antics.

"She sure seemed to be in a hurry to get him away." Deidara chuckled.

"They're up to something." Casana raised an eyebrow. "I can tell. ...Oh well, it'll be nice for them to have a little time alone, to have fun for a change."

"It almost seems perfect, don't you think? There's four of us, and she loves him, it gives her an incentive to want to be alone with him. In turn," He snaked his arm around her waist, and the brunette blushed heavily. "We can be alone ourselves. They must be up to something, especially Helga there, because the circumstances are perfect."

"You can't possibly mean she's trying to get us alone, are you?" Casana stammered then, her eyes wide.

"Well I'm not the mind reader here. Unless you probe her mind, I guess we'll never know."

"I-I can't do that to her! It's an invasion of privacy!"

"Relax, chocolate head, I'm just messing with you." He let go of her and smirked playfully.

"Well okay, but-...wait a second. Did you just call me chocolate head? The hell?"

"What can I say? You learn a thing or two from that gal. Besides, I couldn't resist trying to gauge your reaction."

Casana blinked, and managed a little laugh. "Well, okay, whatever. Looks like she really is her father's daughter, after all."

"Real funny." Despite rolling his eyes, a smile etched upon Deidara's lips. "Come on, may as well make the best of tonight. Let's go find something to do."

"Well, sure." She smiled as his hand slipped into hers, squeezing lightly.

A strange feeling coursed through her then, and her eyes shifted to the side, toward the outskirts of the clearing, out to the trees... She could have sworn she'd seen something. Or did she sense it? Either way, something was striking her and she had a weird feeling about it. Were they being stalked by enemy ninja? Rogues? Or was she just imagining things?

"Casana? Hey, you listening? Hello?"

Narrowing her azure eyes a moment, her expression grew tense, wondering if maybe she should-but then Deidara's voice interrupted her thoughts, and she looked back at him.

"Gee, someone's on the moon tonight. What were you looking at, anyway?"

"Oh, um...nothing, it's nothing. I think I was just seeing things." Casana gave a sheepish smile. "It's nothing to worry about."

"You're the worst liar in the history of the world, you know that? But whatever. Come on, I'll bet you'll want to play some of those games over there."

...Looks like we've got something in common, eh, Arnold? I guess I really wouldn't stand a chance if I ever did verbally deny my feelings...

XXX

"Yeah...It's them all right. The Kusabana girl, and him, the...ah, yeah, sorry, his name's smudged. But yeah, it's them. Missing nins from the Village Hidden in the Stones, and former members of the criminal organization, the Akastsuki."

"Excellent. Keep an eye on them, they will be headed for the village in the Rain, won't they?"

"Affirmative. And those two weird kids too."

"I see. Keep an eye on those two brats as well...We can see that they do indeed have a strange sense of energy from them."

"You can count on me. I'll report back once I get some more information."

"Good. And remember, if you fail this...you will face the consequences, my lowly minion."

"...C-Copy that. Over and out."

The dark shadow within the trees then disappeared, leaving no trace of anyone having been there.

~~XX~~

Yep! :D I gave Deidara and Casana Link and Midna's Japanese names, which was the Twilight Princess reference. And I gave Arnold and Helga Jessie and James' Japanese counterpart names, from Pokemon.

X3 Yep. Because I ship those pairings. ESPECIALLY Link and Midna, they are my favourite pairing in the entire Legend of Zelda franchise! OwO I only wish they made a sequel to TP! NOOOO!