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"I don't get it!" Number 2 said, throwing his hands in the air. "The chip had nothing of importance, nothing! Zilch, nadda, nothing, zero! So then why was it lodged in his hip?" It was true the chip was blank, fuzzy even, except for the blurred picture of something. The picture was too blurry to tell what it was.

Number 1 was pacing around the room again, worried and confused. The picture was indistinguishable, thus, not telling them anything. He had so desperately wanted the chip to give them some clue, anything, to help them wake up the blonde but there was nothing. No smidgen of information that could help them. "Number 5," He said, stopping his pacing. "Can you maybe unblur the picture?"

"Give it here!" She said, hopping up from her position on the couch. He handed her the chip and she immediately began to inspect it. "Number 5 can do anything!" She turned around to Number 3, who watched them with solemn eyes and winked to the girl, hoping to give her some source of comfort. She then immediately ran to the lab.

"While she does that could you guys maybe fix us dinner?" Number 1 asked, looking hopeful at the other two in the room. He was trying to think of something to keep the normally happy girl from becoming depressed.

"Sure." Number 2 answered, standing. "What would you like?"

"Anything."

"Come on Number 3!" Number 2 said, gripping the girl's wrist to get her up. "Let's go make pizza or something."

"Pizza was always Number 4's favorite." Number 3 said in a low voice.

"Yeah but he'll want it when he wakes up so lets go."

The two then left the room, going into the kitchen to make pizza or whatever concoction they were going to create. Number 1 sighed as they left, hoping that Number 4 would wake up soon. It was apparent that all of them were going into a low depression, especially Number 3, who was starting to not smile so often. Shaking his head, he made his way into the lab watching Number 5 type furiously at the computer.

To him, she was so beautiful, unlike any other girl he had met. She was strong willed and independent and that added all the more to her beauty. She wasn't one to wear makeup or worry about the way she looked. He was in love with her but he really didn't know how she felt about him. He walked up behind her, his steps silent and delicate on the ground. When he was immediately behind her, she pounded the table with her fist, angry and frustrated. "You look so cute when you're angry." He told her.

Number 5 reeled around in her chair, coming face to face with Number 1. A hot pink blush immediately made its way across her face and she jumped back, embarrassed at her reaction and shocked he was so close. "T..h.anks." She stuttered.

Number 1 smirked at her reaction, a small mischievous smile breaking way across his face. "Did you find anything?" He asked, loving how uncomfortable his closeness was making her.

"Nothing so far. I need to scan for the code which shouldn't take long. The chip is pretty new as far as I can tell."

"Need any help?"

"I could do with some. What are the other two doing?"

"I sent them to cook something. I couldn't think of anything else to have them do. Number 2 can help us later but Number 3 is starting to get depressed. She always loved cooking, that is when she never blew something up. I'm pretty sure Number 2 can cheer her up and help her not destroy something."

"Good idea." Number 5 said, beginning to type at the computer again. She placed the chip in the computer hard drive. "Okay, now we start typing codes." She explained.

Number 1 had taken a seat next to her and moved the key board in front of him. "Codes?" He asked. "You mean the computer codes?"

"Type yours into the computer. "He typed the code, his fingers clumsily making contact onto the plastic keys. "Now press enta'." The girl said, beginning to take the keyboard back.

The screen in front of them changed as the button was pushed, the blurred picture popping up on the screen. It was still indistinguishable but looked a little clearer. "Where did you learn your hacking skills?" Number 1 asked amazed as the girl typed rapidly on the keyboard.

"Oh, you know." She answered, looking over at him, her fingers still typing. "I kinda picked things up here and there. Mostly from that family vacation we took to visit my cousin a couple summers ago. Both of us would hack into the local pizza company's computer and change the addresses and get free delivery!"

"Free delivery? You are bad!" Number 1 chided, laughing at her smirk. "I'm very proud though."

"Thanks." She said, a low blush on her cheeks again. "I hope Number 3 and Number 2 are alright. Number 3 looked miserable tonight."

Number 1 sighed. "She's worried he won't wake up."

"She has a thing for him, ya know?" Number 5 said, her fingers becoming numb from the incessant typing she bestowed on her fingers.

"And he for her."

"It's funny because neither of them knows. I mean, Number 4 always thought that she couldn't stand him."

"He's had a crush on her for how long?"

"Since we first started."

"Gee, that's a long time."

"You're telling me. They would make a cute couple. I mean, they are exact opposites and you know what they say, Opposites attract!"

"Not always." Number 1 said, looking over at her.

Number 5 stopped her typing and looked over at him. "What do you mean?" She asked, wondering where this was going to lead too.

"There are some couples that aren't always opposites. Look at some famous ones for example. There's Lina and Gourry from Slayers. I mean, if she would have been with Zelgadis it would have been one thing but she went to the stupid guy, proving once and for all that they were both idiots!"

"You've been watching too many of Number 4's animes."

Now it was Number 1's time to blush. "They are pretty entertaining."

"I know. He got me into them too. Stick on something close to the subject anyway."

"Okay, ummm, how about our lovebirds 3 and 4?"

"Works for me."

"3 and 4 both love the same things. I mean, they are both into anime, they both like to do art stuff, both hate the same type foods and the list could go on."

"Yeah but they also are complete opposites. I mean, Number 3 loves flowers, girlie type things, and romance movies. Number 4 hates romance, hates flowers, and loves to fight and watch fights. Put them together and they are the perfect couple. They compliment each other so perfect." She stopped her typing and looked at the screen, her eyes starry.

Number 1 noticed the look. "So, what about you? Who do you think is your compliment?" He asked, playing his move carefully.

She swallowed loudly. "He… um… well… I don't think he feels the same way."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, he acts like he likes me sometimes but then other times, he is kinda, oh, I don't know, distant. I mean, I like him a lot. To me he is my perfect match and I've liked him for a while but I don't think it could ever be."

"Who is he?"

The screen in front of them suddenly unblurred, creating a clear picture. Their eyes widened at the sight in front of them. It was blue prints. It had the precise way to create a machine. There was no label to the machine but there were arrows and dots to show what was needed. Number 1's eyes drank in everything, reading every detail of the prints.

"What…. what is it?" Number 5 asked.

"I got it!" Number 1 yelled, jumping up from his chair, knocking it back. "It's a way to save Number 4!"

Number 5 stood up, watching as he began to dance around the room in excitement. "How…"

He suddenly ran up to her and kissed her, deeply and full on the lips. It was nothing like she had ever pictured- it was ten times better. She began to kiss him back with just as much vigor and love that he had poured into the kiss. After the kiss, they parted, each a little embarrassed at their reaction. "Let's go tell the other." Number 1 held out his hand to Number 5, who smiled as she took it in her own. Together they ran to go tell the other, now officially a couple.