Yaaaay! Chapter Four! I'm glad that I've made it this far. But I couldn't
do it without you my audience of fans! Keep reviewing! This may be the last
chapter. Or one more, I'm not sure yet. Someone asked me about Numbuh Four
saying he was sorry that he wasn't her Samurai. Remember that while she
does think of him that way, she told him she didn't. So he doesn't think
that she likes him. He's sorry about that.
Chapter Four: Who says I Wanna Be Your Samurai?
"Shhhhh! You'll wake him up! We don't want that now do we?" Numbuh Four awoke to hear the unmistakable voice of Numbuh Five in his room. Turning his head ever so slightly so that the others didn't know he was awake, he opened his eyes a bit only to see her sitting snuggled up to Numbuh One and reading a book, while Numbuh Two read a different book. He didn't see Numbuh Three anywhere.
"He's been out like a light for four days, why do you think that he'll suddenly wake up now?" Numbuh One said tugging at her hair.
"Because he is up." Numbuh Four said sitting up. He swung himself off the bed and found himself covered in bandages and bruises. "What happened? How long have I been out you say?" The others looked at him in awe.
"You're up. Wow." Numbuh Two said.
"It's been four days. What happened back there?" Numbuh One said. "Every time we ask Numbuh Three about it, she clams up."
"She has every reason not to wanna talk about it. I don't think she fully understands it." Numbuh Four said solemnly. "Where is she anyways?" Numbuhs One, Two, and Five shared knowing looks.
"Over there. She's looked after you since she's woken up a few hours after we arrived home with you both. I mean really looked out for you. She didn't change your clothes or anything, but she bandaged you up and sat there looking to be sure nothing happened to you." Numbuh Two said pointing to a chair by the bed in which Numbuh Three was fast asleep.
"We're gonna leave you alone for now. You may wanna regain yourself." Numbuh Five said. Numbuhs One and Two were pulled from the room by the ears. As they left, Numbuh Four started pacing the room wondering.
"What'll I do? How do I ask about that picture?" It was still in his pocket. He strode over to the bed and looked at Numbuh Three. "How will I explain to her about Bradford? Does she even know?" He turned away from her and started to walk off.
"Know what?" Numbuh Three's lightly accented voice interrupted his brooding. He turned back around to see her sitting up in the chair and looking at him wide eyed.
"Do you know why Bradford kidnapped you? Why I'm his nemesis, and what he had planned?" He asked looking deep into her eyes. She shook her head nervously. "Think back to the first time we met." Numbuh Three looked lost, but thought back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you sure you don't want to come to our meeting Kuki? The children would be DELIGHTED to have you there." Bradford said, his eyes (not that you could see them) pleading. It was their first week at the new school. Their families had both moved to town and their children had immediately picked up their friendship from where it ended in their last town. But once they arrived there, Bradford had found a new group of kids to hang out with.
"I'm sure they would be. But I don't quite think that we see eye to eye on their issues." Kuki said. "More like I'd never agree to hang around those snotty adult loving."
"Did you say something Kuki?" Bradford cut into her muttering.
"No! Not at all!" Kuki said with a forced smile. Just then a Frisbee came whizzing their way. Bradford ducked and whimpered, where as Kuki caught it deftly and looked at it.
"Hey! Give that back!" A young boy with blonde hair and an orange/yellow hoodie ran up to them looking disgruntled. Kuki just grinned and ran off a few yards with it. He chased her down and tried to get it. When she got tired of taunting him, she gave it back. "Nice catch." He said. "What's your name? I'm Wallabee Beetles."
"Kuki Sanban." She smiled and eyed the Frisbee in his hands.
"You wanna hang out? Unless you and your friend have plans." Wallabee asked with a smile nodding in Bradford's direction. Kuki turned around.
"You're going out with your friends right? Then is it ok if I go and hang out?" Bradford nodded sullenly. "OK!" Kuki ran off with Wallabee and joined his friends, leaving Bradford staring angrily at them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ok, so what?" Numbuh Three asked a few minutes later.
"Don't you understand? That was they day we all came together and formed the Kids Next Door! Bradford thinks that because I met you and introduced you to the others, I took the one thing he wanted most! Numbuh Four was pacing all over.
"I still don't get it. We went our different ways. It was bound to happen. He knew I didn't like the Delightful Children." Numbuh Three asked still confused.
"Bradford was in love with you! He thinks I took the only chance he may have had to be with you. He hates me for introducing you to the rest of the Kids Next Door! Kidnapping was a futile attempt at trying to get you back!" Numbuh Four shouted. He took in her look of shock and was satisfied.
"Ewwww! He was waaaay too uptight for me! Even as kids. That's why us separating was inevitable." Numbuh Three said in shock. "But I have a question for you."
"What is it?"
"When we were at the warehouse, did you say that you were sorry you weren't my Samurai?" She asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice. Numbuh Four didn't hear it. He was going to say yes, but thought of the picture in his pocket.
"No. Why would I say a thing like that? Who says I wanna be your Samurai?" He asked angrily. She recoiled slightly.
"Guess I heard wrong."
"Or maybe another one of your mind tricks took a bad turn." He spat.
"What mind tricks?" Numbuh Three screamed getting mad. She had no clue what was going on at all. Maybe he suffered a bump on the head that she didn't notice.
"I mean this!" He brandished the picture. "Playing stupid has a downside y'know!"
"What are you talking about? What playing stupid?"
"People lose trust in you. I don't know why you wrote this, but you obviously don't want me to know what's going on." Numbuh Four said angrily. He pulled out the picture and waved it in her face.
"What makes you think that was written for you anyway?!?!" She shouted back. "Maybe it was for someone else! Who said I asked you to be my Samurai!?" She asked now crying slightly. She was hurt. It felt like he had just hit her. She didn't know how he found that picture, but he wasn't meant to because she didn't know if she wanted him to have it yet. Numbuh Four looked at her in shock. It had hit him. The picture never said 'To Numbuh Four.' What if it wasn't for him? Then he'd just made an ass of himself and put himself on the line. Something he never did, even for her.
"Fine. Take this." He said holding the picture out to her. She got up and walked over to him.
"Keep it." And with that, she gently kissed him on the lips then walked out of the room. Watching her leave, Numbuh Four touched his lips gently and placed the picture under his pillow. He felt like his entire world had just crashed down around him.
Oh no! They had a fight! Why is Numbuh Four such a git? Well, because I said so. But he would act like this. Admit it guys. They'll make up, with the intervention of their friends! Keep the reviews coming! Ta-ta!
Chapter Four: Who says I Wanna Be Your Samurai?
"Shhhhh! You'll wake him up! We don't want that now do we?" Numbuh Four awoke to hear the unmistakable voice of Numbuh Five in his room. Turning his head ever so slightly so that the others didn't know he was awake, he opened his eyes a bit only to see her sitting snuggled up to Numbuh One and reading a book, while Numbuh Two read a different book. He didn't see Numbuh Three anywhere.
"He's been out like a light for four days, why do you think that he'll suddenly wake up now?" Numbuh One said tugging at her hair.
"Because he is up." Numbuh Four said sitting up. He swung himself off the bed and found himself covered in bandages and bruises. "What happened? How long have I been out you say?" The others looked at him in awe.
"You're up. Wow." Numbuh Two said.
"It's been four days. What happened back there?" Numbuh One said. "Every time we ask Numbuh Three about it, she clams up."
"She has every reason not to wanna talk about it. I don't think she fully understands it." Numbuh Four said solemnly. "Where is she anyways?" Numbuhs One, Two, and Five shared knowing looks.
"Over there. She's looked after you since she's woken up a few hours after we arrived home with you both. I mean really looked out for you. She didn't change your clothes or anything, but she bandaged you up and sat there looking to be sure nothing happened to you." Numbuh Two said pointing to a chair by the bed in which Numbuh Three was fast asleep.
"We're gonna leave you alone for now. You may wanna regain yourself." Numbuh Five said. Numbuhs One and Two were pulled from the room by the ears. As they left, Numbuh Four started pacing the room wondering.
"What'll I do? How do I ask about that picture?" It was still in his pocket. He strode over to the bed and looked at Numbuh Three. "How will I explain to her about Bradford? Does she even know?" He turned away from her and started to walk off.
"Know what?" Numbuh Three's lightly accented voice interrupted his brooding. He turned back around to see her sitting up in the chair and looking at him wide eyed.
"Do you know why Bradford kidnapped you? Why I'm his nemesis, and what he had planned?" He asked looking deep into her eyes. She shook her head nervously. "Think back to the first time we met." Numbuh Three looked lost, but thought back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you sure you don't want to come to our meeting Kuki? The children would be DELIGHTED to have you there." Bradford said, his eyes (not that you could see them) pleading. It was their first week at the new school. Their families had both moved to town and their children had immediately picked up their friendship from where it ended in their last town. But once they arrived there, Bradford had found a new group of kids to hang out with.
"I'm sure they would be. But I don't quite think that we see eye to eye on their issues." Kuki said. "More like I'd never agree to hang around those snotty adult loving."
"Did you say something Kuki?" Bradford cut into her muttering.
"No! Not at all!" Kuki said with a forced smile. Just then a Frisbee came whizzing their way. Bradford ducked and whimpered, where as Kuki caught it deftly and looked at it.
"Hey! Give that back!" A young boy with blonde hair and an orange/yellow hoodie ran up to them looking disgruntled. Kuki just grinned and ran off a few yards with it. He chased her down and tried to get it. When she got tired of taunting him, she gave it back. "Nice catch." He said. "What's your name? I'm Wallabee Beetles."
"Kuki Sanban." She smiled and eyed the Frisbee in his hands.
"You wanna hang out? Unless you and your friend have plans." Wallabee asked with a smile nodding in Bradford's direction. Kuki turned around.
"You're going out with your friends right? Then is it ok if I go and hang out?" Bradford nodded sullenly. "OK!" Kuki ran off with Wallabee and joined his friends, leaving Bradford staring angrily at them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ok, so what?" Numbuh Three asked a few minutes later.
"Don't you understand? That was they day we all came together and formed the Kids Next Door! Bradford thinks that because I met you and introduced you to the others, I took the one thing he wanted most! Numbuh Four was pacing all over.
"I still don't get it. We went our different ways. It was bound to happen. He knew I didn't like the Delightful Children." Numbuh Three asked still confused.
"Bradford was in love with you! He thinks I took the only chance he may have had to be with you. He hates me for introducing you to the rest of the Kids Next Door! Kidnapping was a futile attempt at trying to get you back!" Numbuh Four shouted. He took in her look of shock and was satisfied.
"Ewwww! He was waaaay too uptight for me! Even as kids. That's why us separating was inevitable." Numbuh Three said in shock. "But I have a question for you."
"What is it?"
"When we were at the warehouse, did you say that you were sorry you weren't my Samurai?" She asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice. Numbuh Four didn't hear it. He was going to say yes, but thought of the picture in his pocket.
"No. Why would I say a thing like that? Who says I wanna be your Samurai?" He asked angrily. She recoiled slightly.
"Guess I heard wrong."
"Or maybe another one of your mind tricks took a bad turn." He spat.
"What mind tricks?" Numbuh Three screamed getting mad. She had no clue what was going on at all. Maybe he suffered a bump on the head that she didn't notice.
"I mean this!" He brandished the picture. "Playing stupid has a downside y'know!"
"What are you talking about? What playing stupid?"
"People lose trust in you. I don't know why you wrote this, but you obviously don't want me to know what's going on." Numbuh Four said angrily. He pulled out the picture and waved it in her face.
"What makes you think that was written for you anyway?!?!" She shouted back. "Maybe it was for someone else! Who said I asked you to be my Samurai!?" She asked now crying slightly. She was hurt. It felt like he had just hit her. She didn't know how he found that picture, but he wasn't meant to because she didn't know if she wanted him to have it yet. Numbuh Four looked at her in shock. It had hit him. The picture never said 'To Numbuh Four.' What if it wasn't for him? Then he'd just made an ass of himself and put himself on the line. Something he never did, even for her.
"Fine. Take this." He said holding the picture out to her. She got up and walked over to him.
"Keep it." And with that, she gently kissed him on the lips then walked out of the room. Watching her leave, Numbuh Four touched his lips gently and placed the picture under his pillow. He felt like his entire world had just crashed down around him.
Oh no! They had a fight! Why is Numbuh Four such a git? Well, because I said so. But he would act like this. Admit it guys. They'll make up, with the intervention of their friends! Keep the reviews coming! Ta-ta!