Daisuke ran home without opening the umbrella, hoping the rain would wash away some of the mess on his clothes.
*Why the hell did you do that for Daisuke? You like Hikari remember? Sometimes you can be so stupid. It was nothing. That's all. Nothing. * He thought as he slowed down when he came to his block.
*How am I gonna explain this mess to my mom? * He said, looking at the flour and sugar now glued to his clothes. The egg in his hair didn't help either.
*Oh well. I gotta go home sometime. * He thought as he opened the front door.
"Hello?" he said, wincing, waiting for the yelling to begin.
"I'm the only one here." He heard Jun say.
"Where's mom?"
"The grocery store," she replied as she came down the hall, "what the hell happened to you?" she asked when she saw the mess he was.
"Miyako started a food fight when we were making a cake for foods class." He said casually as he took off his shirt and went into his room with Jun following him. He put the dirty shirt into the laundry basket and took off his pants.
"Do you mind?" he said as he shut the door in her face.
"Why did you have to make a cake for foods?" she asked him from outside the door.
"I don't know. Miyako was the one who knew what was for homework, not me." He said as he looked through his drawers for a pair of shorts.
*Dammit mom, why did you have to re-arrange my clothes too? * He thought as he pulled all his clothes out of his drawers and dropped them on the floor. *That's better. At least now I know where everything is. * He thought as he picked a pair of black shorts out of the heap of clothes.
"The only food fights I know of ended up as make-out sessions…" Jun teased through the door. Daisuke blushed a deep red.
*For once Jun's right about something… what am I thinking?! It wasn't a make out session! It was one kiss that didn't matter at all. *
"Shut up Jun! Will you leave me alone while I get dressed, or is that too hard for your tiny brain to understand!" he yelled at her.
"So you did make out!" she laughed through the door. Daisuke opened the door in only his shorts.
"Why don't you get a life Jun?" he said leaning on the doorframe.
"Hey, I'm not the one with the Playboy collection." She said, dodging Daisuke as she ran into her room.
"No, you're the one with the Sailor Moon dolls as her only friends." He replied, shutting the door again.



Miyako started to wipe the egg from off the cupboard door.
*I thought he liked Hikari, not me. Of course he likes Hikari and not me. Why would he like me like that? The two of us as a couple? Now that's weird. * She thought to herself. *Like that would ever happen. * She put the dishrag she had been using in the sink, got the broom and started to sweep up the flour and sugar.
*God, we made a mess! It's all over the place! It's a good thing that he knocked me down when he did, or I would have poured that butter crap all over him and the floor* She blushed as she remembered what happened as a result of him knocking her over. *It wouldn't be that bad, would it? * She thought to herself.

The next day

"Thanks." Hikari said when Daisuke gave back her umbrella.
"No problem." He replied as they walked down the hall to the cafeteria. They saw Takeru and Miyako at a table talking and sat down with them after getting their food. Hikari got a pasta salad and milk. Daisuke got a burger and Coca-Cola.
"I'm so hungry." Daisuke said as he took a huge bite of his burger and proceeded to wash it down with a drink of pop.
"So how did your little study session go?" Hikari asked. Miyako blushed and Daisuke spit his pop all over the table and Takeru who was sitting across from him. Hikari rubbed his back as he started to cough.
"Are you OK?" Takeru asked as he took a napkin off Hikari's tray and wiped the pop off his face and shirt.
"Yeah, fine. Pop just went down the wrong tube. Sorry. " Daisuke said.
"Not your fault." Takeru replied.
"So how often are you two going to be studying together?" Hikari asked.
"Every Thursday after school." Miyako replied.
"Since when?" Daisuke asked.
"Since your mom and my mom decided. Your mom thinks you need the help and my mom thought it was perfect on Thursdays 'cuz no one is home then but me and she doesn't like the idea of me alone at home." Miyako replied.
"Oh." Daisuke said.
"Why do you sound upset about it?" Takeru asked.
"I'm not upset," Daisuke replied," now I get to spend every Thursday alone with a pretty girl."
"I'd be worried if I were you Miyako." Hikari said.
"Hey!" Daisuke said as the other three laughed at him.
"I'll see you guys later." Miyako said, getting up.
"OK. Bye." Hikari replied.
"Bye." Daisuke and Takeru said simultaneously.
*He thinks I'm pretty…* Miyako thought with a smile as she walked away. Takeru watched her expression as she walked away. He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Hikari. She gave a little nod that Daisuke didn't see confirming that she saw it too. She looked at Daisuke.
"Sometimes you can be such a pig." She said as she watched Daisuke eat his burger. He had ketchup on his face and the toppings were starting to come out the bottom of the burger.
"What?" he asked. Hikari and Takeru chuckled at him.
"I'm gonna go to my locker. Wanna come Hikari?" Takeru said as he got up.
"Sure. I'll see you later Daisuke 'k?" she said.
"That's right, leave me here all alone." Daisuke said melodramatically.
"OK." Takeru said as he grabbed Hikari's hand and ran off.
"Hey!" Daisuke said as he jammed the rest of his burger in his mouth and grabbed his pop. "Wait for me!" he took off after them.