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Just to tell you, this chapter starts off almost the same way the first did, so don't get confused.

Our Little Secret
Part 3

"For the half time?"

"No."

"Please, coach!"

"Davis," The coach turned around from Davis' complaints. "You can not switch positions with another team member. This is the schedule for the game! This is the way it's gonna be. You either play defense, or you're on the bench for the whole game."

"…what's better, defense or bench?" Davis asked.

"D-"

"And before you say either one, think of my career!"

"Defense, unless you prefer sitting down on a rackety old bench for the whole game." The coach stated. "Just for this game."

Davis scoffed, "…I'll sue you once I get to talk with my people." He ran out onto the field, on the left side of the goal.

Ken spotted him and asked, "Davis, why are you playing defense?"

"That's not important right now!" Davis replied. "Only thing is I am gonna kick all y'all butts standing here!"

"You realize that you have specific boundaries in defense."

"…o-of course." Davis muttered. "If you come up to my area, I'm gonna beat you so bad--"

"That's nice, Davis," Ken sighed. Why can't I seem to concentrate? I should've stayed home. Although Yolei talked me into this…and I actually listened to her? Something is wrong. He scanned around the field, as the referee blew the whistle, and he charged for the ball.

Davis grumbled, "…I can't do anything just standing here and waiting for the ball to come to me! It's just as boring as watching golf…" He spotted the coach talking to the other coach for Ken's team. "…good…perfectly preoccupied." He took the back of his shirt and put it up over his hair so no one could notice him, then, he ran straight for the ball, like a mad man. He stole the ball off of someone, and cackling like a mad person, dashed straight for the other goal. Only, he never saw Ken run straight in front of him, and take the ball.

Ken dashed across to the other side of the field, surrounded by Davis' team members and his. He spotted Shin by the net as Shin hollered, "I'm open! I'm--" Some guy came in his way, and he kicked him aside. "I'm still open!"

…some people deserve the praise more than me… He kicked the ball over to Shin, as Shin once again scored it in. The crowd cheered, and people rose up, applauding.

Davis took the back of his shirt of off his head and screamed, "NO!!!!! I was winning!! Next time, Ken, next-"

"Davis, why are you in the far end?" The coach hollered. "You're supposed to be defense!"

"I am defense…I-I was just making sure that...I could score it in if someone passed it to me." Davis lied. "And besides, coach, the only reason we lost is because I wasn't there to stop Ken from scoring."

"You would've been if you were on the other side!" He snapped. "Next game, you're on the bench till half time!"

Davis scoffed, "…I demand a rematch…"

"Good game, Davis," Ken walked up to him, and out stretched his hand.

Davis glanced back and forth from his hand to the ground. "…yeah, whatever. But I should've won the winning goal."

"A word of advice, Davis," Ken snickered. "Next time you wanna score on my team, you have to get past me first."

Davis grumbled, "…I'll keep it in mind…you better keep it in mind too, next time, cuz we'll win! And we rule you all!!!"

****

Yolei fidgeted nervously with her fingers. God knows why she was so nervous. Kari spotted her shaking, "…you okay?"

"What?"

"it's only a soccer game." She replied, smiling.

"…what? Oh…uh…" Yolei stuttered. "…of course, but it was a close call, you know…"

"So, are you gonna be at home right after the game?" Kari asked.

"…why?"

"Just asking. I might need to call you for something."

"…oh…s-s-sure…" Yolei muttered. What am I talking about? I'll be at Ken's…I hope she doesn't need to call me. She stared around the soccer field, looking for a clock. The game would end in a few minutes. Although, seeing as though she knew that, and there was no clock anywhere, she just kept her eyes on her hands, that continued to shake.

*****

"Hey Ken!" Shin ran up to him after the game. "Ken, thanks for the ball and everything but, I would've won the victory without you anyway."

Ken smirked, "So you don't need my help?"

"I didn't say I needed your help!!" Shin snapped. "I'm just saying thanks for…being in the right place at the right time."

Ken smiled.

"…ya know, t-to pass me the ball and everything! It's not like I still don't hate you for scoring all those goals, and talking with the press and-"

"I get what you're talking about, Shin, no problem." Ken replied, picking up the rest of his stuff. "See you later."

"…f-fine." Shin scoffed, walking off.

***

Remember. Act like nothing's wrong. Everything is fine…everything is completely fine. Yolei thought to herself. Act like- "Hey Ken!!" She ran up to him. "That was a really good game, you know." Nothing's wrong…wait a second. Nothing is wrong. So why am I so shaky?

"Thanks, Yolei," Ken smiled.

"Hey guys!!!" Davis ran up to them from behind. Both of them shifted their eyes uncomfortably, and Davis noticed it. You'd kind of find it hard not to. "…okay, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." They both replied.

"…okay, right." Davis nodded. "Nothing's wrong, the sky is falling, ain't no need to panic-- anywayz…what's wrong? Come on, you guys, you can tell me! I'll keep my mouth shut, and promise not to tell anyone who offers me 5 billion dollars. …It's tempting."

None of them replied.

"…must I follow you home?" Davis asked, getting annoyed. "…h-hey guys, we just passed the other street. Where are we going?"

"…to my house." Ken muttered.

"Oh, you're even visiting his parents, too!?!" Davis gawked at Yolei. "You are one secretive person…what for?"

"None of your business." Yolei replied. "They just invited me over for dinner."

"…but they don't even know you!" Davis gasped. "…oh I see! You've been there before haven't you?"

"No I haven't."

"Don't lie." Davis said. "You can tell me."

"…fine, I have."

"LIE! LIE!" Davis chorused. "You liar!! Why were you over at his house anyway?!"

Neither of them replied.

"…is there some kind of secret relationship going on that I'm not aware of?" Davis asked.

"No." They replied, quickly.

Davis scoffed, "Fine, okay." He shrugged. "…hey Ken, can I come over too?"

"No."

"I knew you were gonna say that." Davis snickered. "That's why I'm inviting myself over! Ha! Initiative thinking!"

Ken sweat-dropped. This is terrible. I should've stayed home when I had the chance.

5…4…3…2- I can't stand him!! Yolei fumed. Can't he just go away? If he finds out-- if he finds out…he doesn't have to, does he? Of course not! …and I was gonna get Ken to kiss me, too!! …well, it's not like he was going to, but, I'm not gonna give up. She smiled, "Who wants to hear something?!"

"W-"

"Too late. Now, my dad bought this house for this homeless man, who had this cow for his only food, okay? Right, well, he had no money, just a cow. Although, carrying a cow around that long must've been hard. I mean, the man was starving, and I mean starving, and he wouldn't eat the cow! Of course, then we found out not only was he a vegetarian but it was also against his religion to kill an animal for food. And that's a religion I'd never want to be a part of. Oh yeah, and after all of that he managed to find a dime on the ground, buy a lottery ticket, and actually win a grand prize! Now he lives in Europe and…he still owns the cow. Said he built some kind of cow haven for him. But then again, isn't Europe where the mad-cow disease is going on? Haven't you heard of it? It's this disease where…"

15 minutes later…

"…and Aunt Lila liked it too, but then again, you couldn't blame her, she had no food. She had no choice but to eat it, like Uncle Boris. I had a whole side of Russians in my family, and I'm not even Russian…neither are my grand parents or parents. Maybe my grandma got adopted as a child, and shipped away to the sea-"

"Home." Ken interrupted, prying open the door. "…so sorry, maybe you could continue next time?"

"Please no!" Davis begged. He walked inside, and stared at the Ichijouji residence that smelled of rice, chicken, and vegetables. Crap, why can't my mom cook this good?

"Hi Ken." Mrs, ichijouji smiled. "I see you brought Yolei back for a second visit."

"Second?" Davis gawked.

"Oh, and who are you?" Mrs. Ichijouji smiled, looking at Davis.

"Uh, I'm-"

"He just followed me home." Ken said, walking into his room to put away his stuff.

"Yeah, well, technically, I did!" Davis hollered back. "Hi, I'm Davis."

"Well, you two can take a seat, dinner will be ready in just a few moments." Mrs. Ichijouji walked off to the kitchen again.

"…this is a nice place." Davis said, gazing around. "And it doesn't smell like my sister's cheap "Matt's-favourite-perfume" perfume. This is great! If my parents start to get worried, they can call nine-eleven and I can be whisked away in a police car!"

"You have the strangest fantasies." Yolei sighed, sitting down at the dining table. "…and isn't it nine-one-one?"

"Whatever."

"So Yolei, are we gonna hear another one of your stories tonight?" Mr. Ichijouji asked.

"…uh…s-s-stories? …maybe." She muttered.

Mr. Ichijouji smiled and walked back into the living room.

"Maybe?" Davis' jaw dropped, as he sat down at the dining table too. "What's wrong with you? You just became a whole new person around Ken's parents. …is it cuz you wanna make a good impression before you two get married?"

"Shut UP, Davis!" She snapped.

Davis grinned and looked back at the table. "So, Mrs. Ichijouji, what are we having for dinner?" He beamed. I haven't had a decent meal in weeks…mainly cuz my sister was cooking.

"Rice!" She grinned.

Davis sweat-dropped. "…rice?"

"And chicken, if you want any." Mrs. Ichijouji added. "Where's Ken?"

"In his room." Yolei interrupted.

"You should know." Davis smirked. "Mrs. I-know-the-whereabouts-of-my-boyfriend-at-all-times-and-hours-of-the-day-because-I-practically-stalk-him!"

Yolei flashed an angry glare at him, and continued to stare at the table.

"Hey." Ken solemnly walked out of his room, and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the dining table and sat down.

"Oh, you're all here. This is kodak moment," Mrs. Ichijouji smiled, wiping her eye.

"Please don't start crying." Ken sighed, shaking his head.

"I'm not, it's time for dinner anyway." She brought out the food and set it on the table, smiling. "TEIRU! It's time for dinner!"

Mr. Ichijouji got up from the living room, and sat at the dining table.

"Now let's all pray!" Mrs. Ichijouji beamed.

"Uhh…I'm not a Catholic," Davis reminded her.

"Neither am I." Ken replied. "My mom's kinda over protective so for now, just go along with whatever she says."

"Okay, fine." Davis sighed.

***

Yolei sighed, whispering to Ken, "Can I explain to your parents about the mountain collapsing in the sacred ruins by Temple Khamoot?"

"No." Ken replied.

"Can I tell them about the cheese fiasco?"

"No."

"Can I teach them how to speak Spanish?"

"…no."

"Can I say something?!"

"No offence, but you have a very big mouth and is probably going to blurt out a bunch of stuff we really don't need to hear." Ken explained. "…so, no, sorry."

Yolei grumbled. "I can't stand this!! Can't I say something?"

"Must you talk?"

"I was born to, and so I shall."

"Right."

She cleared her throat, "Anywayz, something happened last weekend,"

"Oh really what?" Mr. Ichijouji asked.

"Paolo Mambabore was a famous cheese collector, who died at age 32."

"He was too young."

"I know. But anyway, in his honour, they built a monument of cheese. A leaning tower of cheese." Yolei explained. "And of course, as the name intends, the tower leaned and, uh, crashed. So now the streets of Italy are flooded with cheese."

"Where did they get all that cheese from?" Mrs. Ichijouji asked.

"Oh, it was all imported."

"What a waste of cheese." Mr. Ichijouji shook his head. "…you could've cooked it all."

"I know, I am always one for cheese!" Mrs. Ichijouji giggled. She glanced back at Ken, "…well, Ken, you're sort of quiet."

"Have I ever talked during dinner?" he asked.

"…you have a good point."

Davis glanced back at Yolei and Ken. Something seemed to be hidden from them both. Maybe I should add to Yolei's very pointless talk. But no, I know something strange is going on. I'll keep quiet, and try to find out what.

"I'm not the only one who's been utterly quiet for no apparent reason whatsoever," He looked over at Davis. "…Davis…"

"What?" Davis sweat-dropped, nervously.

"…talk."

"I have nothing to talk about."

"If you don't talk we will all be doomed by the aimless talk of a babbling person." Ken muttered.

"Hmm?"

"…Yolei." He whispered.

"Why don't you pay her to shut up?"

"That wouldn't be right." Ken lied.

"Sure?"

"Positive." Ken replied, quickly. …I'm lying. Of course I paid her to shut up but not with actual money…now I feel guilty. Oh well.

"…although Jeramiah decided to come back to France to be with his people, instead of staying with the immigrants of Bosnia."

"…fascinating." Mrs. Ichijouji was smiling.

"Oh, very. And did you know-"

"Yolei," Ken interrupted. "…can I talk to you for a second?"

Everyone stared at them both, and Yolei looked from left to right. Uh…he wants to talk to me…alone? This is what I've always dreamed of! And no Davis! This night is gonna be perfect! "Sure!" She got up and followed him outside.

"Don't leave too late, you'll be missing out on important nutrients!" Mr. Ichijouji hollered.

Great, now I'm stuck with Ken's parents. They're probably gonna kill me to get some info out of me. Davis thought…

***FLASH***

"Talk, boy!" Mr. Ichijouji snapped.

"No! You can't make me!" Davis snapped, struggling his way out of a chair, in a dark room.

"Just tell us! What is going on with Ken and that other girl?" Mrs. Ichijouji asked.

"If I knew…I wouldn't tell you!" Davis argued. "You can't make me tell! You can't make me!!"

***ENDS***

"So, Davis-"

"You can't make me!!!" Davis snapped, jumping up.

Mr. And Mrs. Ichijouji stared at Davis puzzled, and confused.

Davis muttered, smiling and siting back down, "…uh, I mean, you can't make me…uh…say…how good the rice is."

Mrs. Ichijouji smiled, "Why thank you, Davis,"

"So, Davis I hear you're against Ken's team for the finals." Mr, ichijouji smiled. He looked around to see if Ken was nearby. "…you know…we just love our son."

Oh god.

"He's a pride and joy to us." Mr. Ichijouji replied. "And…"

*****

Yolei and Ken finally got outside, in the hallway. Yolei smiled, "So, what did you want to tell me?"

"W-"

"Are you gonna kiss me again?" Yolei asked, walking closer to him.

"…no." He moved away. "I was just going to ask you if…you could sort of…"

"Sort of what?"

"I don't know how to say this but…"

"But what?!

"…if you could sort of…" Ken sighed, "…shut up, for the rest of the night."

"Of course!" Yolei giggled. "In return for something."

"Fine, you're right." Ken sighed. "I finally got enough courage to laugh, so-"

"It's okay, you can laugh to yourself," Yolei replied. "I want you to kiss me again!" She beamed, wrapping her arms around him. "Please, please, please!"

"No!" Ken said, prying her off of him. "…maybe some other time."

"Why?"

"Davis is here, remember?" Ken asked.

"…I promise he won't see." Yolei nodded. "Please, please, please!"

Ken sighed, Why am I doing this? …okay, fine. Yes, I want to, but I've learned not to trust her and- "Fine."

"Yes!! Thank you so much!" Yolei smiled, kissing him on the cheek.

"…why can't you just kiss me?"

"Because it's much more better if you kiss me." Yolei winked.

Ken sighed, and turned to walk back in his apartment, "I can't believe I'm doing this again."

"Well, it's your free will, and you chose it, so…" Yolei smiled. "I guess you're doing it because you want to."

Ken thought, …is what she's saying actually true? …no, it couldn't be…could it? "…okay, when we go in. Act normal, and remember, Davis can't find out about this."

"Right, sure, whatever." Yolei agreed.

He opened the door, and walked in with Yolei close behind. Everyone stopped to look at them.

"…so…" Davis began. "…what happened?"

"Shut up, Davis," They both replied, sitting down.

"Oooh, something did happen." Davis smirked. "I've never gotten two shut up's at the same time."

"So, Yolei," Mr. Ichijouji began. "What were you saying about Bosnia?"

"Nothing…" Yolei replied. "I seemed to have forgotten. If I remember, I'll tell you."

"Okay." Mr and Mrs Ichijouji exchanged confused looks, and then kept eating their dinner in silence.

Davis grumbled slightly, trying to look evil. Mr. Ichijouji thought he was choking, "…do you need some water, Davis?"

"Huh? Oh, no…sir…" He added. Then, he glanced over at Ken and Yolei. Ken seemed really stiff, and like he was in deep thought. Yolei, on the other hand, scarfed down her food quickly, like she was eagerly awaiting something. In about 5 minutes, she was done her food, and practically eaten half the chicken bowl. She smiled, "It's been great and all, Mr and Mrs. Ichijouji, but I have to go!"

"Earlier than me? That's impossible." Davis muttered.

"Okay, well, have a safe trip home." Mrs. Ichijouji smiled back.

Yolei grasped Ken's hand and got up, jerking him up too. "Uh, he's walking me to the door…downstairs."

"…oh, of course." Mr. Ichijouji replied.

"…I am?" Ken asked.

"You are?"

"He is?" Davis asked.

"Of course he is!" Yolei nodded. "…okay, let's go." She raced towards the door, puling Ken close behind her.

Davis chewed on the chicken inside his mouth, suspiciously. He glanced side to side. "…what's going on?"

"Pardon?"

"What?"

"Excuse?"

"Oh, uh…" Davis stuttered. "…I might as well be going too." He got up. "…uh, bye and thanks."

******

Yolei finally reached outside, with Ken following her, eagerly awaiting whatever she was awaiting. She turned around, and smiled, "So, Ken-"

"Okay, before you say anything or very demandingly pull me into your grasp, and try to kiss me, I have something I wanted to tell you." Ken muttered.

"…oh…w-what is it?" Yolei asked. He hates me. I know it. He thinks I'm a greedy, demanding…person. …well, I might be-- but I hope he thinks of me in something else better than that.

"Okay, you know what you said before…" Ken stuttered. "You know, when you said It's your free will, so I guess you're doing this because you want to."

"Oh, yeah, I remember now." Yolei nodded. "…Don't tell me you let it get to you."

Ken sighed, "Everything gets to me, but I really had to think about that, so…I have come to a conclusion."

Yolei sniffed, throwing her hands around him. "I know, I know! You hate me!"

"I don't hate you." Ken replied, smiling. "I've come to the conclusion that…y-yeah, kissing you is a part of my free will."

"And…" Yolei pondered. "So what you're saying is that you…like me?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to." Yolei winked. "Just admit it, I won't mind."

Ken sighed, "If you want me to say that, you have to tell me that you like me first."

"Why?" Yolei gasped.

"Because." Ken smirked. "Why? You have nothing to hide, right?"

Yolei didn't reply.

"…pretend it's hypothetical."

"But it's not."

"…okay, fine, it is."

"Fine. If it was hypothetical," Yolei muttered. "I guess I'd say yes, and I do like you and I'd probably kiss you right now."

"…is that so?"

"…uh huh."

"What if it wasn't hypothetical?"

"Then I wouldn't answer." She giggled. "…uh…I think we're getting off topic now."

"…right. And my parents are gonna start getting confused why it took me so long to see you home."

"Okay, well…" Yolei sighed. She slowly moved closer to him, then pressed her lips against his, and wrapped her hands around him. After awhile, she let go and smiled, "…well, uh…I-I-I have to go now."

"Huh? Oh…um…sure." Ken replied. "…see you later."

"Okay…bye." She began walking off, into the distance.

Ken turned around, and began to walk back inside as he passed by Davis.

"Hey Ken." Davis smirked.

"Hey Davis."

"…wait a minute." Davis began, walking back to where Ken was. He stared at him.

"…what?" Ken asked, blankly.

Davis grinned, "…why are you wearing lip gloss?"

Ken's eyes widened, and he stared around aimlessly for a distraction. It must've been Yolei's lip gloss that rubbed off on him. "…because my lips are chapped." He continued walking back inside.

"Lie." Davis smirked. He followed him back inside. "You can tell me. Besides…it's all hypothetical."

Ken gawked, "…you…you heard…and watched…everything?!"

"Of course." Davis grinned. "Hey Ken, give her another kiss for me, okay?"

"Shut up!"

********

The next day, Ken and Yolei were aimlessly sitting on a bench, in the middle of the park. Staring at anyone who passed. Davis happened to be doing some snooping of his own. Just being him, he wanted to rub it in more. He spotted them both in the park and walked up to them, "Hey guys." He said, dully. He wanted to make it seem like he didn't know what they were depressed about.

Ken looked up, "…hey Davis." Act normal. We don't know what he's talking about.

Curse this! Why is he here?! Doesn't he have a hobby? Yolei fumed.

"So…Yolei, Kari's looking for you." Davis added.

"For what?"

"She told me you weren't home last night."

"You knew that."

"Of course, but…" Davis began. "…it's all hypothetical."

"What did you say?" Yolei snapped.

"Gravy." Davis smirked. "I said…it's all gravy. Ain't it?"

Ken sighed.

"Ken, ain't it all gravy?" Davis chuckled. "Ah, it's all gravy, baby!"

"Davis, go away." Yolei muttered. "I really don't feel well today."

Ken glanced at her, then back at Davis, "…yeah, I don't either."

"…oh." Davis muttered. "…s-so it's not all gravy, huh? …hey, this doesn't have anything to do with last night, right?"

"What last night?" Ken asked. "To tell you the truth, Davis, it was a bet."

"A what?"

"You heard him." Yolei replied. "A bet. So, you have nothing to say to the others."

"…come on, guys, you know me." Davis smirked. "I wouldn't tell a soul."

"…I don't believe you, but, you'll forget sooner or later." Ken replied. "See you later."

Davis sighed, and walked away. Minutes later, Kari ran up to Yolei, somewhat out of breath. "Yolei!"

"Huh?" Yolei jerked up right. Great, now she's gonna ask me where were you and everything! I can't believe this! "…Kari?"

"Yeah, hi to you too." Kari said. "Where were you last night?"

Ken stared from side to side, "…I better go now." He began to get up, but Kari pushed him back down.

"No, you can stay." Kari stated. "…Yolei, Ken, can you guys tell me what's going on?"

Yolei sighed, brushing hair out of her view. "Okay, it's like this." If I say this fluently, she won't have anything to argue about. "I was over at Ken's yesterday night-"

"What?" Kari gasped. "You were over at Ken's last night…" She turned to Ken. "…by any chance, were your parents home?"

Ken looked up at her, confused, "…who do you think I am?"

Kari giggled, "Sorry about that."

"As I was saying," Yolei continued. "I was at his house for DINNER-"

"Oh."

"And Davis was there too."

"Oh, he was? No wonder he-…never mind." She smiled.

Yolei's eyes widened, angrily. "…of course I mind--WHAT DID DAVIS SAY?!" She snapped. Ken shifted over from her.

"Uh…he just said," Kari began. "Something to do with Ken wearing lip gloss."

Ken sighed, "I told him my lips were chapped."

Yolei panicked. And she was panicking, bad. She didn't know what to say. Should I tell Kari the truth? …I might as well. "FINE! FINE! I ADMIT IT!!!"

"Admit what?" Kari asked.

"THAT I KISSED HIM!!!" Yolei screamed.

"Seriously?" Kari gawked. She stared back and forth from Ken and Yolei.

"…I have no say in this." Ken stated.

"Please." Kari giggled.

"…she's lying." Ken lied. ^^;; "She's lying about every single word she says. She's just trying to get attention."

What is he saying? Yolei thought. Oh well. It's improvising.

"Is he right, Yolei?" Kari asked.

"Of course." Yolei replied. "I mean, why would I ever want to kiss him?"

"At least I'm not the one who practically begged me to kiss you." Ken smirked.

"Shut up!" Yolei snapped. She then whispered to him, "Okay, I'm really sorry for that, but just pretend that this whole conversation is to get Kari off of our backs, okay?"

"Okay." Ken replied.

"So, does someone care to tell me what's going on?" Kari asked. "You kissed him, but didn't really kiss him, so is this all a lie?"

"Yes…no." They both replied.

Kari cocked her eyebrow. "…fine. If you guys won't tell me, your trusting friend, what's going on…I'm gonna have to find out by myself." She walked away.

"…she's gonna be watching us! Everyone is." Ken sighed. "…it's like a scandal everyone knows about."

"Not everyone." Yolei smirked. "…my oh-so-reliable friend, Cody doesn't."

"…don't tell him."

"He won't tell anyone. I promise." Yolei nodded. "…I hope so…"

******

End of part 3!! ^_~ Please review if you liked, and more on the way!