Emi woke up the next morning, around the same time Rage did. Her dreams, which she could not recall now, made her feel like she had no energy. Trudging into the kitchen, she began to make a cheese omlette for Walt and oatmeal for herself. Leaving the eggs to firm and the oatmeal to warm, she ran to wake Walt up, and came back just in time to put cheese on the eggs and flip the omlette over. She stirred her oatmeal and poured it into a bowl as Walt stumbled in.

"Lazy morning" he said, placing his glasses on and watching Emi work. Emi shrugged and placed Walt's omlette in front of him and sliced apples into her oatmeal. "Alright Emi, what happened?" he asked.

Emi sat down with her oatmeal and spooned it.

"....Nothing Walt...can we talk about it later?" she asked.

"No!" he yelled. Surprised, Emi dropped her spoon. "I mean, what happened? You flipped in the mall and we had to walk ALL the way home! my feet *still* hurt! And you won't tell me why!" he complained loudly. Emi tousled Walt's hair sadly.

"It was Rage..." she murmured. Walt looked at her skeptically, and began to eat, content at some explanation. "We...he...ugh...he was on a date with two girls at the diner. That's why we left." she said. She stabbed her oatmeal, then began stirring it. Walt was silent.

"But...I thought you two...I thought you were together?" he asked. Emi looked even more sad.

"That's what I thought too" she said, and got up and walked to her room. Walt continued eating this omlette. He heard Emi turn on the shower, then smiled happily.

"I can get them together!" he said happily. He rushed to the sink to clean his dishes fast, then ran to his room. Turning on his phone and checking his recent calls, he programmed Rage's number.

Emi stepped out of her shower and wrapped her robe around her. She felt bad for Walt. For weeks it had seemed like he had someone to look up to, but now she wasn't sure if she wanted Walt to hang around Rage. She walked into her room and picked up a brush and began brushing her short hair. She looked down at her brush and picked out a few hairs, then brushed some more. After getting dressed, she knocked on Walt's door. He poked his head out, his hair dripping.

"Wanna go to the arcade?" she asked. He nodded and disappeared back into his room. Emi went to hers and checked the battery on her phone.

Walt placed a blanket over his phone after he called Rage. On the 5th ring, he picked up.

"Hello?" he asked. There was a tone of exhaustion in his voice.

"Rage" Walt said. "Go to the arcade." then he hung up and went to pack a few dollars in his wallet. "I'm ready Emi!"

Rage looked at his phone. The voice wasn't familiar at all. He wished he had caller ID on his main phone, then hung it up.

"Go to the arcade?" he said aloud. He looked at his burned stove, then at the couch. "I guess its a good idea. Pick up some girls. Better get cleaned up" and he went to take a shower.

An hour later, Emi and Walt were at the arcade. Emi sat at the Burger Bar watching Walt play a fighting game. She smiled as he beat 4 competitors and was currently in a tie with another.

"Something wrong?" Ecks asked, sitting next to her. Emi looked up, tears suddenly springing to her eyes. She looked away, but Ecks caught her hand. "Come into the back room with me. Tell me what happened." Emi didn't look at him. "It looks to me that Walt knows, why can't I? I've known you since I moved here 11 years ago Emi." Emi nodded, biting her lip. "Walt will be okay by himself." he urged, as Emi stopped for a second. he managed to shove her into a storage room where rolls of tickets and boxes of tokens were kept.

"Now, what happened?" he asked. Emi, trying not to cry, told Ecks. He listened silently, then gave Emi a moment as he thought. "Well, maybe in the Disco Zone...things were different...or maybe..." he sighed. "I don't know, but I DID think you guys were dating." he said.

"Yea...me too" she said, her voice close to breaking. Ecks smiled and hugged her.

"Want me to rough him up? I'll teach him to hurt Ems." he said. Emi tried not to smile, but Ecks's excessive personality forced it out of her. He led her out and locked the door behind him. Feeling better, Emi walked to the DDR machine and placed a coin up, just as Rage set his down. They looked at each other, Emi felt awkward, Rage smiled.

"Hey Emi, wanna show the n00bs how to dance?" he asked. Emi's jaw nearly dropped, but she nodded anyways. They danced when it was their turn. They had a crowd that applauded, but Walt and Ecks knew that something was wrong. Neither dances totally acknowledged the other, and Emi didn't put the energy she usually had into the dance. After the 3rd song, Rage led Emi to a corner after requesting privacy.

"Emi...whatever happened yesterday...lets not let it effect our Team." he begged. Emi stared. "Listen, I didn't mean to hurt you...I didn't know you felt that way...geeze Emi look at me!" he grasped her shoulders and shook her gently. Emi looked at him.

"Alright" she said. rage stared. "Alright! What else do you want me to say Rage?" she asked. Walt came over, looking scared. Emi looked down, noticing someone come by. "Walter!" she gasped, kneeling down and looking up at her brother. Surprised, Rage kneeled down too. "What happened?" she asked, brushing the hair from his eyes.

"I was challenged to a fight because I beat a bunch of kids at Tekken 9, but I can't fight!" he whined, his voice rising the way it always did when he whined.

"I'll help you with these guys if you need me to Walt" Rage promised. Walt forced a smile and nodded.

Rage lounged on the couch, watching TV. It was nighttime and Walter was begging Emi if he could stay up to watch a movie.

"Plleeease?" he begged. Emi shook her head. Rage looked up.

"Come on Emi, the kid need to use up some of that energy. Its not like he's going to get nightmares, Walt is a brave kid!" he protested. Emi sighed and Walt high-fived Rage, then hopped onto the right end of the couch. Rage moved over so Emi could sit in the middle. About 20 minutes into the movie, Walt was fast asleep. Rage smiled and got up and carried Walt into his room. When he got back, Emi was hugging a pillow. he laughed.

"Scared Emi-chan?" he teased. Emi stuck her tongue out at him He chuckled and sat next to her. Emi leaned against him, and Rage took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her. She looked up at him and he bent down and trapped her in a long kiss. He frowned a bit and he realized that her mouth was dry and flat and her body was squishy. Opening his eyes, Rage realized he was at him, hugging (and kissing) his pillow. He sat up.

"I apologized! What else do you want from me?" he growled to no one, then laid back down and touched his lips. He closed his eyes and thought back to the day before. After talking to Walt while Emi ordered lunch, he remembered Walt telling him how he wanted Rage to be around more, even though Emi was still upset with him. They separated ways after exiting he arcade, then he went on a date he suddenly remembered, then ended it early due to a stomach ache. He opened his eyes, and sat up. "We are a TEAM. Nothing else!" he announced.

"Yeah, sure" said a voice.

"Oh no..." Rage groaned, closing his eyes and falling on his back. Tracy put her suitcase down and pulled Rage into a sitting position by grabbing his ear.

"Oh yes. And you are going to admit to this girl how you feel." Rage winced and she shook him by his ear.