Emi looked around her apartment and smiled. Rage and Walt got along terrifically, and Walt was social to kids his age. She jumped when Rage hugged her from behind. He kissed her on the cheek, then went to help Walt with something. Sitting down, Emi smiled.

"EMI! WAKE UP!" Walt yelled in her ear. Emi sat up in bed, startled. Walt smiled. "Its 8:30 Emi. What were you dreaming of? You boyfriend Raaage?" he asked. Emi whomped him with her pillow and he ran from the room. Taking cover behind her door, he poked his head back in. "I bet you were! For the last 20 minutes you've been saying his name in your sleep!" he slammed the door just in time to avoid the pillow.

Frustrated, Emi grasped her second pillow and buried her face in it. She though back to her dream where Rage kissed her on the cheek and blushed.

"But I barely even know him..." she muttered to her pillow. 20 minutes later Walt poked his head in just as Emi was about to leave.

"Going to see your boyfriend? OOF!" he grunted as Emi whomped him with another, smaller pillow. Emi walked to the door after grabbing a health bar. "You not going out without a hat are you?" Walt asked, grabbing a coat. Emi stared at him. "Wow! What a ditz! Its raining all day today Emi, you need a hat." he lectured. Emi sighed.

"I may as well change too." she said, going back into her room. A few minutes later, Emi came out in a orange and black striped long sleeved shirt, blue sleeveless vest and puffy blue pants. She brushed her blue hair from her light brown eyes and sighed as she watched the rain. "I'm going to be so hot dancing today..." she sighed.

"I bet Rage will think so too!" Walt snickered. Emi ignored him.

"You sure you'll be okay with these kids Walt?" Emi asked, twirling a few strands of her hair. Walt waved her away and shoved her out the door.

"Clyde's mom is coming to pick me up, then we are going to the mall." he reassured Emi. Emi looked down at Walt.

"But I haven't talked to the besides on the phone...do you have enough piks in your card? Don't you want me to drop you off/" she asked worriedly. Walt laughed.

"Go on Emi, I'll be fine. I have my phone!" he said, producing a green cell phone. Emi checked the battery on Walt's phone and her own blue phone.

"Well....."she started, then was cut off as Walt slammed the door in her face.

Emi smiled and walked downstairs, scooter in hand. She spun the blue wheels around now and then out of habit and waved to the man at the front desk as she left. Walt was right. It was pouring outside and Emi was completely drenched by the time she reached the arcade. As soon as she walked in the door, she stepped to the side and went to the snack bar. Ecks smiled at Emi and got her a towel.

"Three words Ems." he said, handing her the towel. "You. Are. Soaked." Emi sighed and handed the towel back. "Don't you have a hat?" he asked and Emi answered with a glare. He jokingly put his hands up for defense. "Spare me Ems. I'm surprised Walt let you out without one." he said. Emi dropped her scooter behind the counter.

"I'll be dancing if you need me sir" she said, treating Ecks like she didn't know him. Ecks sighed and watched her go.

A few minutes later, Rage walked in and walked to the snack bar.

"Hey" he greeted, leaning against the bar. Ecks walked to Rage and handed him a soda. "I noticed Emi's soaking again." he smiled and shook his head. Ecks laughed.

"Well, she spends all of her money here. I don't think she knows a hat store exists." Ecks joked, then winced as Emi nearly slipped off the stage, but regained her balance. "She needs goulashes too." he muttered. He looked at Rage. "Rage? Where'd he go?" Ecks wondered aloud, scanning the arcade for him. He shrugged and went to attend to some customers before his boss yelled at him.

"WHOO!" Emi cheered, scoring an 'A' in Dynamite Rave. She jumped off as another dancer jumped on. She grabbed her water bottle and watched, humming along to the songs. Something brushed her hair, making her look up.

"Rage!" she gasped, blushing. Rage laughed and placed a hand behind his head.

"Sorry Emi." he apologized, then he fixed something on Emi's head. Curious, Emi took whateveritwas off.

"A hat?" she asked. It was a large, white hat that went pretty well with all of her outfits. she put it back on her head.

"Heard you needed one, so I changed my Creds to Pikas and bought you one" he said, smiling down at Emi.

"Rage..." she muttered, feeling embarrassed. Rage waved her off.

"Don't say anything Emi, just do the next 3 songs with me" he said, nodding to the DDR machine. Emi smiled shyly.

"Don't be too embarrassed when I beat you" she said. Rage laughed.

For the rest of the morning and afternoon, Rage and Emi danced together, mimicking each other's free-styling moves. Knee-drop after knee-drop, hand-slap after hand-slap and turn after turn they copied until Emi leaned against a shooting game and slid down until she was sitting. Rage looked down at her.

"Tired?" he asked grinning. Emi tried to say 'yes' but only a croak came out. Rage laughed and helped Emi up. "I'll treat you to lunch" he offered. Too hungry to argue, Emi nodded. Instead of sitting at the bar, Rage took Emi to a table and went to the snack bar. He came back with Ecks and two trays full of food and three drinks. Ecks and rage sat down and divided the food. Handing a hot dog to Emi, he asked

"Hows my faveorite Team Burning Rage?" he asked. Emi blushed, looking at Ecks with her teeth halfway through a bite. She chewed her hot dog and swallowed, blushing.

"Team Burning Rage?" she asked dumbly. Ecks nodded while Rage munched down some fries.

"While you two were dancing, I was asked what team you guys were, so I just made up a name and now you're everyone's faveorite!" he said excitedly. Emi sipped her soda and thought. for a moment, then looked at Rage who didn't seem to be paying attention.

"Rage? How do you feel about this?" she asked. He shrugged and smiled at Emi.

"Its up to you. I've been looking for a partner, but I heard you didn't like teams. I just thought if we danced together a few times, maybe you'd reconsider." Emi looked down at her hand and she flicked the wrapper from her straw back and forth. Rage placed his hand on hers, making her look up.

"I'll do it!" she said smiling. Rage grinned and got up.

"Alright, meet me outside the museum tomorrow morning at 9 so we can get started." he said and took off. Emi stared at him as Ecks got ready to go back on duty.

"At least he's your type Emi, if a bit ambitious" he said, before going to serve others. Emi followed to pick up her scooter and go home to rest.

Dear Diary,

Today I became part of Team Burning Rage. I'm to meet Rage tomorrow outside of the museum that Walt wants to go to when it opens. He seems really excited, but I'm nervous, no matter how many people say we're a perfect team.

On the other hand, it would be nice to be on a team....

Walt came home to find his sister stretched out on the couch writing in her diary. He hung up his coat and went to write in his journal to write about his own day.