A/N: I will finally address this one Guest that doesn't seem to like Arnold. Man there are times you actually amuse me with your reviews. It is apparent that you aren't a Arnold and Helga shipper.

Yes I made it pretty clear in a few chapters that, Arnold and Helga did oral, A Lovely Gemini. As for Phoebe she spoke to Arnold quietly about it telling him that it is his turn to confess. Now everyone else is following suit.

I'll have Arnold confess, but I'm working out how I'll do that.

Arnold knew in July that Kyoyo was coming. It was all he could hear from her. He spoke to Gerald about it and even Arnie, and they both agreed that he should of confessed to her still.

"What I don't get is this guy here." Gerald stated to him in his room two weeks ago. "You are this guy who boldly went to find this girl. A girl that got kidnapped by her crazed dad. A guy who confronted this oversized gorilla of a man to save the girl he loves. This guy locates, finds, confronts, gets hurt, and it was all this bold stuff. No! It was brave." Gerald paused to calm his voice down. "And still he isn't brave enough to tell this same girl that he loves her."

"I don't know what to say, Gerald." Arnold couldn't face his friend. He was right. He did something brave, but he is chickening out over one thing.

Gerald turned his friend around to face him. "Don't you even love the girl?"

Arnold is crazy in love with her. He'll do everything in this world for her to make her happy. Even if the cops didn't manage to stop, Big Bob, he would of done a Liam Neeson by doing everything to locate her.

To think of Helga. He often found himself stopping to see himself in the presence of daisies. He bent down just to gingerly touch a petal against his finger. He loved how it felt. He loved to think of her smiling at them.

"Stopping to smell the flowers when you work in a flower shop already."

Arnold glanced up to the amused expression of, Baxter. "These ones are special." He noticed that the guy didn't ask him at all why. He just had this knowing smile on his face.

"It would look like something she would love. Every girl still loves the typical flower. She just happens to love something that so many call a weed." Baxter enjoyed that. "It is always nice to find the unusual and make it beautiful."

Standing up, Arnold studied him. "It makes you feel blessed when you are able to see it."

Baxter nodded at that. "Indeed." Stuffing his hands in his pockets he looked to the medical center. "Lila is going back to the farm. A few shrink therapy sessions and she found she was happier there. Zack and Jennifer want to join her at some point on the farm."

Arnold nodded. "How does her parents feel about that?"

"Annabeth was unhappy about it for a little bit, but she understood after they talked. Charles said that he wants her to feel better." He shrugged. "Can't say I'm too sad about it."

"Why not?"

"Lila is someone that I can't enjoy spending too much time around with. She bores me. Maybe with the whole farm thing she'll be back to where she should be. Who knows?" He shrugged once more. "Don't have sex with someone you have tepid feelings for."

Arnold cringed at that. "Never my intention to do so."

Baxter smiled at him. "Look I know that Helga is with someone in Japan. That's what I was told. The thing is this; I see two people who belong together. Maybe this guy is a fantastic person to attract her, but still." He waned away when he saw a little red head bouncing down the steps of the medical center. "I hear you both talk. You both flirt. You both finish each others sentences off. You are accepting of the others faults. Do you really want too much time to pass before telling someone worthwhile?"

Arnold just had to hear this from him? "I have been afraid of rejection from her."

"Pfft. For a guy who went to try to beat down, Robert Pataki, you shouldn't be this afraid." Moving a little past him, Baxter paused. "You know you would make a good team."

The past scum giving him advice? Arnold watched as he went across the street to meet up with, Lila. A girl who became animated by whatever she was talking about before they both left to his car.

"Yeah, yeah. So I'm a coward?" Arnold knew he was.

It was the last day of the school year. Sid, Stinky, and Harold were cheering about it as, Harold yelled out all the plans that he had for the summer. It was always the usual plans since they were all in the fourth grade. It was also the last day in Hillwood for, Lila. She did her farewells to the group before she departed. Something that, Rhonda didn't feel the need to throw a party for.

As they were walking out of school, Helga was walking between, Arnold and Phoebe. Gerald was naturally on the other side of, Phoebe holding her hand. As their friends ran towards the bus stop, they knew it wouldn't arrive just at that moment so they continued their pace. As they did, Helga and Arnold felt a meaty hand on each of their shoulders pushing between them before Wolfgang stopped them.

"Say, Pataki." His eyes roved up and down her frame happily. "Since I'm gonna be a Senior, you are going to be my date for prom."

Scoffing at him, Helga spat her gum out at his shoes. "Yeah right, Bucko. Now beat it."

Grinning down at her, Wolfgang wrapped his hand around her wrist. "Forget prom and come on over to my place then."

Sneering at him, Helga opened her mouth to speak only to see a fist flying up to, Wolfgang's jaw to knock him on the ground. Turning her head to, Arnold she couldn't believe it. Arnold was a tiger under his sweet exterior. "That's a good look you handed him, Arnold."

Gerald almost laughed, but thought it was best to leave once he spotted the bus coming. "It is, Buddy. Now let us all get our butts home."

All agreeing, they all dashed off towards the bus stop actually chuckling away. Sid and Stinky congratulated, Arnold. Harold couldn't stop laughing at Wolfgang still on the ground. A lot of their other friends were glued to the sight, but the four who were glued to the scene at the back of the bus: Rhonda and Curly openly making out in front of everyone.

Sitting down, Helga smiled. "Well finally. Princess is showing our Freak off."

Gerald nodded his head. "That makes Curly a happy man indeed."

"I certainly must concur, Gerald and Helga." Phoebe said as she felt his arm circle around her. Leaning her head against her favorite head rest, Phoebe closed her eyes in contentment.

Arnold remained quiet. He was so bold with other things, but not to admitting to how he feels. It was something that stuck with him all through his job that evening. Something that he thought would screw him up, but it seemed to help fuel his arrangements.

"Oh Arnold! I have a very attractive young lady here to see you." Mrs Vitello called out happily from the front.

He hoped it wasn't, Ruth. He hoped it wasn't even, Lila. Seeing Helga step in back, Arnold smiled at her. This was what true beauty was all about. He loved how sweet she appeared even in partial sweats. He adored how she carried a pack over to him to present it.

"Dinner." She announced happily. "Plus some cookies that I made. Your mom made the chicken and I just did the cookies."

He loved his mother's chicken, but to be fair, Arnold treasured Helga's. He also wanted to slowly eat those cookies. "Oh you're the best, Helga." Kissing her cheek, Arnold sat down on the stool.

Sitting down beside him, Helga pretended to shine her nails against her shirt. "Well this is me."

As they ate, Helga noticed he still was quiet from the bus. Her hand grabbed his to gain his attention as she pointed out to something she wrote on a piece of paper. She hoped he wasn't feeling guilty for punching out that creep. The guy deserved it.

Arnold sighed as he moved his other hand freely. It was like he was trying to jump start his brain, but it fizzled on him. It was in need of CPR. "Wolfgang did actually deserve it. He thinks that females are only used for one thing, and I hate that." His eyes scanned her up and down. "I especially hate how he is always going after you in this way."

Brushing her hand against his face, Helga knew he wasn't being sexist in helping to defend her. A long time back she would of got on him, but now she was accepting. "This is the greatest thing about having tits and a vagina, Bucko! You get cretins like that bothering you."

His eyes twitched at her being crude. "I know. I just want you to be treated with more respect." He hoped she didn't remove her hand off his face. "All our friends deserve that."

"Well that is a mighty sweet thought you got there, but for right now we have to tend to that lard ass again soon." Taking her hands back, Helga resumed eating.

He really wished that she didn't take her hands away from him. All he wanted were for them to remain on him for the rest of their lives.

The next day, Helga was with her mom checking out a Duplex across the street from her lover's place. Since her mom never placed a title on what type of relationship this was, Helga just deemed it to be that. What was an extra bonus of this tour was, Darryl joining in with them.

Miriam sold the house finally to a creepy couple who enjoyed the history. Helga had to wonder if they were about to have children chained up in that place, and tortured. Not that she was chained up ever, but she felt like she was at times.

"It is a two bedroom, plus a den." The woman was saying. "Everything has been redone since the last tenant, but feel free to look around."

Doing just that, Helga thought the place was nice. It did seem like her mother. It wasn't so big not to be uneasily maintained. Wandering into the bathroom, she checked the pipes before checking the kitchen for the same thing.

In the corner of the den, Miriam liked this place. The price was reasonable, and they wanted a female. Feeling Darryl's lips on her neck, Miriam turned to stop him. "Stop. My daughter is here."

"I know. I just hadn't kissed you in a while." Kissing her lips this time, Darryl couldn't wait to have a long moment with her alone. "I really like your daughter."

Helga stopped herself from wandering into the den. Seeing her mom acting cozy with someone else, and loving it made her smile. "Well I like you too." She smirked at them both jumping. "Hmmm why are you both so jumpy? Were you both about to have sex?"

"Helga!" Miriam blushed as she waved her off.

"It's fine. I'm glad you're happy." Stopping to gaze into, Darryl's eyes intently, Helga spoke slowly. "If you hurt my mother, you answer to me. Got it?"

Darryl really liked this girl. She was special. "You got it. I promise you that I won't hurt her."

Considering his words, Helga nodded her head as she continued to inspect the place. "You should get it."

Miriam hoped she would say that. Rushing over to her, she hugged her. "I wanted your opinion. This place is my favorite."

"Well than fill out those papers." Watching her mom leave to do just that, Helga wandered outside towards the sidewalk. She was exhausted just from looking at places.

As Miriam filled out the necessary paperwork, she glanced outside to see that Darryl was talking to, Helga. It was an animated scene as she watched her significant other laugh at whatever, Helga said to him.

After when she dropped Helga off at the boarding house so she can rest up, Miriam headed to Darryl's place where she spent time with him in bed. She smiled at the easy tenderness of him.

Hearing her phone go off, Miriam picked it up. She spoke to the other person on the other side for some time before hanging up.

She got the place.

Helga was sort of glad that her mother hired a moving company to pack up, and move her into that place. There wasn't much of a fuss for them both to have to deal with. She did bring dinner over, along with the Shortman's to break in her new place. Arnold gave her a potted plant as a house warming gift, and his parents gave her a whole new set of pots and pans. Miriam was happy to have all that company over, and loved that Darryl came over too.

Helga did spend a couple nights at her new place before ending up running back home. It was a nice full two weeks of all of that. One thing that she was in question of was where could, Kyoyo be. She questioned Phoebe, and her answer was he still had school to attend.

One weekend, Helga was a little late in heading over to the park to meet up with the others for a game. She just wanted to catch up on one of, Stella's files before heading over. When she told them she was leaving, Stella reminded her not to overdo herself still.

"I know. I'm the Umpire today." Helga called back. "I just use these set of lungs and nothing more."

Miles chuckled. "You and my mom have that in common. Loud lungs."

Shaking her head at that quip, Helga left the boarding house where her attention was grabbed to, Gerald Field. Today they allowed the little kids to play in it today. Smiling, she turned towards where she needed to go just to remain frozen.

Were her eyes deceiving her? Helga felt her heart beat pound so loud that it strummed in her eardrums. He stood in front of another person's house with his head cocked her way. That familiar way he always stood. The way he smiled. Feeling her feet move, Helga began to run in his direction. He came early.

"Kyoyo." He caught her in his arms as her legs wrapped around his waist. His chuckled at her enthusiasm as their eyes met. "You bastard! I hate surprises."

"Do you like this one though?" He questioned cutely.

She kissed him, It had been too long for this. She missed the way he kissed her. The way he held her as she brought her feet down to the ground. Pulling away, Helga slapped him on the arm. "No more surprises, Bucko!" She told him seriously.

He grinned at her. "Deal." Wrapping his arm around her waist, Kyoyo brought her against him for another full kiss. He dreamt of this.

XX

Harold was pacing up and down in front of him. His fist beating into his mitt repeatedly, while his brows continued to furrow more. "I'm gonna pound, Helga if she keeps us waiting a second longer. Oh I'm so angry at her."

Arnold rolled his eyes. "Harold, just be patient. She just had one more file to do for my mom, and she'll be right down. Don't worry about it."

Gerald was busy relaxing on the bleacher stands along a barely contained, Phoebe. "Yeah! Just relax. She'll come, Harold. Don't worry yourself about it."

Taking the opportunity to file her nails, Rhonda wasn't bothered in the least as she waited patiently. Next she could just buff her nails if, Helga didn't arrive after she was done. After maybe she could paint them. As she was thinking of more stuff for her list, Rhonda dropped her file on the ground. While she thought that, Curly got very handsome over the years, what Helga was coming onto the field with was a model.

"Oh my."

Nadine's jaw dropped at the gorgeous looking Japanese male with, Helga. "Is that her boyfriend?" Her tone of voice was in awe.

Everyone turned their attention to the newcomer walking in with, Helga. Phoebe got up immediately to run out to greet them. Gerald turned his head towards his friend to spot the frown on his face. Phoebe showed him pictures of Kyoyo in the past, and he often spoke to him online when he was with her, but in reality the guy made himself feel like a slob.

Arnold watched as everyone went up to meet, Kyoyo. He knew this day would come. He just did. Now he had to watch the girl of his dreams in the arms of another. It killed him. He wanted to leave. He wanted to be rude, but he knew he couldn't as he found himself bravely walking closer.

"Sheesh. Quiet up you yaps or I'll quiet them up for you." Helga barked out while raising her fist towards, Harold. "Don't test me, Pink Boy."

Kyoyo snickered beside her as he put a gentle squeeze to her hand. "Hey everyone. I'm Kyoyo Heyerdahl."

Harold pointed between, Phoebe and Kyoyo. "Hey! You both have the same last names!"

Rolling her eyes, Helga scowled at him. "Oh my. What a remarkable genius you've become, Harold." She said in a bit of quiet sarcasm.

"Really?"

"No!" Responded Helga. "I told you that he is her cousin. Don't you remember?"

Arnold stepped forward more to try to stop this from being a full round-about. "Perhaps it is just best to just introduce all of us to him, Helga." He suggested nicely.

"Fine, Arnoldo." Not one to be that sociable still, Helga let Phoebe do the honors. "Pheebs, please do it."

Smiling sweetly, Phoebe proudly did it. "Certainly, Helga."

Introducing, Kyoyo to all her friends, Phoebe felt even more excitement swelling inside of her. None of her other family members, except for the ones from Kentucky would visit. She knew it was due to cost, so that is why the ones from Japan never did. To have her cousin here and to have Helga reunited with him had her excited, but as her eyes fell onto, Arnold she knew that something might burst soon.

Waiting for it to be finished, Arnold came forward more. "Will you be playing baseball with us?"

Nodding his head, Kyoyo silently sized up Arnold. "I would love to if you could spare me. I have played before."

"Cool. What position?"

"I've pitched, played left and right outfield, been a catcher, and umpire." Answered Kyoyo cooly.

Telling him what positions are free, Kyoyo told him he wouldn't mind being a catcher. As Arnold turned to get gear for him to use he couldn't help but stew. "Yeah. You probably just want to spend even more time nearer to, Helga." He muttered out.

Gerald saw the steam coming out of his friend's ears so he made an excuse to talk to him. Running over to him had him clasping his hand on, Arnold's shoulder. "Hey buddy. You have to contain that anger. If I can plainly see it so will, Helga."

"So I have to act pleasant to, Mr Perfect?" Arnold bit out as he waved his hand out in frustration. "Look at how they keep holding hands and stuff. Is he afraid of letting go?"

Leaning closer to his friend to gaze into his eyes, Gerald just made his customary sound of disapproval. "Mmmm mmmm mmmm. You have it bad for her." Grabbing the gear that was needed, Gerald wasn't about to see him thrust it at, Kyoyo. "You know he's a good guy. I've talked to him and so have you. They just got reunited today so it is natural to hold hands. If you love her this badly than say something or forever hold your peace."

Narrowing his eyes at his friend, Arnold turned his back to him. "Of all the cruddy things to say to me. You just had to say that."

"Yeah well, I do have a point." Leaving his friend to stew, Gerald went over to give, Kyoyo the spare equipment he could use.

XX

Playing baseball when it came to, Kyoyo going up to bat, Arnold could hear the girls on his team breath out a dreamy sigh as they watched him swing and hit a home run. Rhonda was fanning herself at the sight of him running the bases. While, Nadine wondered how much working out he truly had to do to get that physique he acquired.

"You guys know that you are on this team." Reminded Arnold a bit too much in a huff.

"Who cares?" Rhonda and Nadine spoke in a dreamy voice together.

Rhonda fanned herself. "I mean I'm crazy about, Thad, but by gosh I haven't seen someone look like THAT in a long time."

Nadine was tapping her lip in thought. "What about Lorenzo?"

"Oh Lorenzo is good looking. Thad is still way better looking that him, but this man here is so exotic. So gorgeous." Rhonda had to stop this, but as her head turned to catch Curly's jealousy, she smiled. "Time out!" Rushing towards her secret boyfriend, Rhonda crushed him in a kiss. "You have nothing to worry about. Nothing." She assured him.

At home base, Helga rolled her eyes at that display. "They make up and than they break up."

Hearing his girlfriend's bored voice, Kyoyo came closer to her. "That's sad."

Shaking her head, Helga smirked. "No it isn't since it just leads to making up again. They have been doing that for too long now."

"Want to do something much later on?"

She'd love to! "Don't you have jet lag? What about catching up with, Pheebs folks?"

Kissing her, Kyoyo knew she hated this public display of affection, but he needed those lips. "I came in last night so I have plenty of rest." Feeling her hit him, Kyoyo rubbed his arm. "Damn! I forgot how hard you punch."

"Yeah, and don't you forget it, Bucko."

Her legs felt so weak. It was weak for a very good reason. Helga had him finally close to her, but as he drifted off to sit on the bench, she couldn't help notice how Arnold wasn't at all smiling once, Kyoyo showed up. Was he actually jealous of him? It couldn't be possible.