Hello, loyal readers…I love you all.  I own 630, 631 and 632.  Oh, happy day.

I put this chapter up quick because I want to get to the good part quickly.

BTW *blah,blah* means thinking… "blah,blah" means speaking.

So, sit back, relax, read, review, and enjoy the fifth chapter of ………………….

Stitch, Sakura, and Baila

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The next morning, 630 woke up to the sound of a school bus coming down the street.  She shook her head and heard the front door open. 

"Come on, Lilo.  The bus is at the stop.  You're going to be late for school!"  Nani yelled to Lilo. 

630 went to the edge of the roof and stood above Nani.  "Good morning Miss Nani."  She greeted in a soft tone.  Nani turned and looked up with a start.

"Oh, 630, I forgot you were up there.  You scared me." Nani said, giggling.

"I beg your pardon, Miss Nani.  That was not my intent."  630 replied without emotion.

"Oh, it's okay."

            Shortly after their brief conversation, Lilo came out with a backpack.

"Hi, 630.  Be good while I'm at school."  Lilo yelled running for the bus.

"I will, Miss Lilo."  630 called after her.  Lilo barely made it to the bus.  Nani got in her car to drive to work.

"Have a nice day, Miss Nani."

"You too.  Bye.  See you later. Oh, by the way, you little sleep dance worked great.  Thank you." With that Nani left.

630 hopped off the roof to the porch and began stretching.  As she did that, she remembered the plan she devised yesterday to get some information about Sakura's part of the problem.  She went inside and looked around for anyone awake.  Only Pleakley was awake.

"Good morning, Mister Pleakley.  How are you?"  630 asked, pulling up a chair at the table.

"Good morning, 630.  I'm pretty good.  I made banana pancakes.  Want some?"

            630 nodded and Pleakley handed her a plate.  Not long after she began eating, she was joined at the table by Sakura and Jumba.  They made usual morning conversation like, how was everyone's sleep, weird dreams, they had to do this, that, and the other  thing today.  What ever the conversation was about, 630 wasn't really paying attention to it.  She began focusing on what she had to do.  After breakfast, she followed Sakura into the bedroom.  She was folding and putting away clothes.

"What are you doing?" 630 asked.

"Putting away the clean laundry.  I did the colors. Now, I have to do the whites."

            630 hopped on Nani's bed again.  She decided to play dumb.  "Why are you doing that?"

"Well, we clean the clothes. So, we have something to wear."

"You don't wear clothes."

"Well…then for Nani, Lilo, Pleakley, and Jumba to wear."  Sakura went to a dresser near Nani's bed and placed some clothes in it.  630 stood and looked in it.  It looked like a sock and underwear drawer.  Nani had a lot.

*Hmm, she has to do the whites next, huh?  I bet she's going to be a good little girl and use bleach* 630 thought as she picked up a pair of Nani's black socks without Sakura noticing.

"So, you do the cleaning for them?  What are you, their servant or something?"

"No, silly, it's a chore.  Everyone has a chore in this house.  Lilo cleans up her toys.  Pleakley sweeps the house and does the dishes.  Nani cleans her room and works to get money and watches over the family in general.  And I help with stuff."

"…And do the laundry."

"I don't have to.  I chose to.  Everybody should contribute to the ohana somehow.  Why would Nani and Lilo allow someone who doesn't do anything stay in the house and be a good-for-nothing.  I mean, I don't know if I would kick them out, but wouldn't you?"

            630 had to think about that for a while.  *That's an odd question.  What does it mean?  Is she trying to tell me something?  And what's ohana?*

"I suppose."  630 answered slowly.

"I'm going to the laundry room to finish up."

            Sakura finished putting the clothes away and headed out the door.  630 followed her with the black socks in hand.  She walked in and saw a basket of white clothes near the washing machine.  Sakura was putting the clothes that were in it into the washer. 

"So, what's Jumba's chore?"

"Not to blow up the house."

"That's a chore?"

"It is for him!"  Sakura answered.  They both laughed. 630 eyed the basket.  She casually bumped into it and made it fall over.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sakura." 630 said calmly.

"It's okay."

630 grabbed a hand-full of socks and shirts and mixed the black socks into it.  "Here, let me help you."  She tossed what she had into the machine and continued helping until there were no more clothes left.

"Now, what do we do?"  630 asked, as if she didn't know.

"Well, now we add the detergent and the bleach.  We need to be careful of this stuff."  Sakura grabbed a bottle.  "Not only will it take the color out of your fur, but it can rid any piece of clothing of its color."

"Really?  That's good to know."  630 said, with a slight grin.  *This is going to be interesting.*              

            After that, they waited in the living room until the washer was done.  They sat on the couch.

"I have a question.  What's ohana?"

            Sakura looked puzzled.  *How should I explain this?  Lilo had a good explanation for it.*

"Well," she began.  "Ohana means family.  Family means no one gets felt behind or forgotten."

*Interesting.* 630 thought.  "How?"

"What?"

"How do you make sure no one gets left behind or forgotten?"

            Sakura paused and looked at 630.  She didn't really know. 

"I suppose you just don't."

            630 reviewed what happened yesterday.  Something didn't make sense.  She looked toward Stitch's room.

"You seem to be leaving Mister Stitch behind.  I spoke with him yesterday.  He seems to be left out a lot."

"That's because he is an evil little troublemaker.  He's left out a lot, because he's always punished.  Now, if he stopped being so bad all the time, we'd let him in more."

"…But, ohana means no one gets left behind." 

            Sakura didn't have an answer to that one.  "Why are you so curious about ohana?"

"You were the one that brought it up, not me."  630 answered.

Sakura didn't feel comfortable anymore and changed the subject.

"Hey, did you want help finding a name?  I still have a bunch of the books I used to find a name and if you wanted help, I would be more than happy to lend you them.  Would you like to look at them?"

"No." 630 smiled at Sakura.

"You don't want to look at the book?"

"No, I don't want your help….or anyone's help.  I think this is something one must find on their own.  A name is something others recognize you by.  Why would you want someone else tell you who you are?"

"I guess I never thought of it that way."

"All human babies are given names, but it's up to them to make names for themselves."

"Wow, you're really philosophical."

"I do have ideas."  630 chuckled.  "See, that's what happens when you sleep on the roof and have nothing to do but think."   Sakura chuckled with her.

Sometime later, the spin cycle finished and the clothes were clean.  Sakura returned to the laundry room and began putting the clothes into the dryer. 630 stood in the hallway near the room and waited for Sakura to take her bait.

"OH NO!"

*Time to work.* 630 she thought as she walked into the room.  Sakura was holding a pair of black and gray socks.  They looked kind of interesting.

"Cool tie-died socks, Sakura.  Why did you scream?"

"I screamed because of the socks."

            630 bent closer to the socks she was holding and examined them.  "Sakura, they're not that cool."

"No, they're not.  They're ruined."  Sakura said in a shaky voice.  "These are Nani's socks.  She's going to kill me."

"I think you are over reacting, Miss Sakura.  They're still usable.  They just look kind of funky.  That's all"

"Yes, but I've never done something like this.  I don't know how they'll react.  I ruined a pair of Nani's good work socks.  She wears these to work because they are the only socks that match her uniform.  She's going to kill me."

"But she has plenty."  630 said calmly.  Sakura didn't seem to listen.

"You don't understand, I've never done something like this and this is really my fault.  I must have missed these socks when I separated the laundry."

"Were you distracted?"

"I don't remember."  Sakura's eyes began to water.

"Hey, Sakura, calm down.  They're only socks, for goodness sake."

"But they're Nani's socks."

"What's the worse that can happen?"

"They could disown me."

"WHAT?!"  630 was taken aback.  "Disownment over a pair of SOCKS?! Are you kidding me?"

            Sakura fell to her knees and began crying.  "I don't know."

            630 sighed at the sight of Sakura.  *Okay, I've got the information I need.  Time to end this.*

"I can help."

"You can?"  Sakura stopped crying and wiped her tears.

"Yea."  630 took the socks and began to leave the room.  "Where did Miss Nani buy the socks?"

"Mr. Kuwakini's general store.  It's in town."

"Where?"

"Down the hill and across the street."

"I'll be back."  630 left the room and went to see Jumba.  He was in the basement futzing around.

"Jumba, may I borrow some money?"

"Why?"

"I would like to buy some socks."

"Why?"

"I'm problem solving."

"Oh…okay." Jumba gave her a strange look but decided not to ask questions.  He gave five dollars and she was on her way.

            She left the house and made her way to the store.  It was nice outside.  So, she took her time.  630 began thinking about what ohana meant. 

*It couldn't be that hard to figure out. How do you make sure no one gets left behind or forgotten?  How?*

            It wasn't long after she left the house before she reached the store.  No one was on the street.   So, she ran in between the stores. 

*A dog-like creature buying socks may look strange to the humans so I'm going to have to don a disguise*

            630 began swinging her hips.  Soon, she turned around, clapped twice and tilted her head to the side.  A ball of light the size of her palm formed in her hands.  She brought the ball to her lips and whispered to it.

"Make me look like a human." She threw the ball into the air and it fell on her head.  An energy field consumed her and she took the appearance of a teen aged human… with emerald green hair.  Her outfit consisted of a green tank top and green shorts, the same shade as her hair.

*Oh dear, I hope I can pass off as normal.* 630 thought, examining her disguise.

            She entered the store and looked around for the socks.  She found them easily and approached the counter.  The cashier was an older man who gave 630 a strange look when he saw her hair.

"It's a fashion statement."  She said trying to make it look like she was trendy.

"Okay."  The cashier said sarcastically.

            630 smiled and glanced at the merchandise behind the counter.  She saw a very expensive record with a picture of people dancing on the cover.  630 tried to read the title of the cover but couldn't think of how to pronounce it.  She looked at the cashier who just finished ringing her up.

"Excuse me.  What does that say?"

            The cashier looked at the record and thought for a moment.

"It's a Spanish record, filled with all sorts of salsa music.  It's called "Baila"."

"Baila?......Does that mean something?"

"Yea…It's Spanish for… "dance".  It also means "She dances".  I happen to know some Spanish myself."

"Baila, huh?  Thank you for the socks.  Good bye, sir."

            630 left the store with the socks in hand.  The cashier shook his head when she left and turned to his coworker. 

"Man, kids today look weirder and weirder."

            The coworker nodded.

            630 walked back up the hill and thought what a nice word "baila" was.  After a few minutes, she was back in the house, and gave the socks to Sakura.

"You're a life saver, 630."  She said, hugging her.  630 rolled her eyes out of Sakura's sight.

"Do you really think Miss Lilo and Miss Nani would throw you out over a pair of socks?"  630 asked seriously.

            Sakura let go of her and shrugged.  630 turned and began to leave the room

"Hey, you're not going to stay with me and finish the laundry with me?"

"It seems like you chose to do the laundry.  So, doing the laundry is your choice and your chore.  I wasn't assigned a chore yet nor do I intend to do any till I have to.  So, have fun."  She said cheerily, on her way out.  Sakura watched her leave and was confused about her outlandish reaction.  After all, she did help out before.  Sakura put the thought aside and decided to concentrate on the laundry.

            630 walked into the living room and looked around.  There was a small lonely stereo system sitting next to the TV.  630 smiled and turned it on.  Loud hip hop music began to play.   In the next room, Sakura jumped and screamed at the sudden burst of music.  She dropped the clothes and dashed into the living room.

"What's that?"  She asked.

            630 was dancing around.  She turned to Sakura and smiled.  "Hey, Miss Sakura, why don't you take a break from your chores and come dance with me.

            Sakura smiled.  "You're not going to make me blind, are you?"

"No, I can only do that type of stuff when I charge up.  I just began dancing.  Come dance with me.  It's fun."  630 twirled around and grabbed Sakura's hand and began spinning her.

"You're going to make me dizzy."  Sakura giggled. 

630 stopped and danced toward the middle of the room.  "So, what do you say?"

Sakura looked down and shuffled her feet a bit.  "I don't really know how to dance."

"Nonsense.  Everyone can dance and if not, who better then to teach you than the family pop star?"   She said, striking a pose.  "Come on."

"I'll do it, only if you teach me."

            630 squealed joyfully, grabbed Sakura's hand and dragged her to the middle of the room.  "Okay, it's really easy.  Just follow me."

            The bonding began.  They danced and danced all day long.  630 taught Sakura a bunch of dances and Sakura even tried some moves of her own.  It was a lot of fun.  Finally, about late afternoon, they collapsed on the couch.

"Wow, what a work out, huh Sakura?"  630 said, panting.

"Yea, but that was really fun."  Sakura said, giggling and panting.  "So, how will you find a name if you don't look in some books and stuff?"

"You just need to know where to look.  I think I found my name already, though."

"Really?  That was fast.  So, who are you?"

"I am Baila…the dancer."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Baila."  Sakura said imitating Baila's politeness.

"Likewise, Miss Sakura."

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            Another chapter down, Huhzzah!!

I'd like to take this time to reply to my lovely reviewers.

RobzGurrl- I say hostile because I wanted to emphasize the severity of his situation.  As for Lilo being in Nani's room, I put her there because if I was head of this family I wouldn't want my little sister sharing a room with a monster who tries to hurt others, cough*627*cough.  Besides there's another reason I have Lilo there and for sake of not ruining the story for others I'm not going to say why.  Also, there is a reason Stitch seems so mature.  This story deals with some important and mature issues and it won't make sense unless they speak well.  In addition, who's to say Stitch didn't learn proper English over time?  Stitch is very smart and I wouldn't be surprised if he learned the language fluently.  And about the whole Baila is creepy thing, good she's supposed to be.  Finally, I would like to remind you that you did give me permission to write this story and I feel I should be able to take a few creative liberties.  I do apologize if you find something inappropriate in the story but I want to assure that I do have a plan and not to worry.  I'm also sorry about the errors.  I'll try to work on that.

Mostextremeprincess- 628 and 629 died so next up is the experiment we all know and love…….630

MalletWielderof Doom- Yes, and 630 is the one for the job…We think…  No, you're right Stitch wouldn't hurt Lilo…intentionally, but Stitch has been known to do bad things and accidentally break things into a million bazillion pieces.  Would you let someone you love live in the same room with a potential monster?  You are on the ball about something, but what I will NOT say…MUAH HA HA HA HA …I am evil.  I leave you in suspense.  Please, don't hit me with the mallet.  They hurt.  Please and thank you.

VOID99- Have you really slept on the roof?  How does it feel?  I've always wanted to. That's why I put it in.  Don't worry.  The problem-solving will commence soon… Oh, how soon it will come… and with a bang, too.  I will enjoy writing that chapter greatly.

This is a spin-off of "Experiment 627!"  You should read it before this one.   You might understand my story a little better. You'll find out where 627 comes from.

This story contains experiment 627, also known as Sakura. She belongs to the author of Experiment 627.  She was nice enough to let me borrow her.

Devenus thank you bunches…. Love you tons!   TOODLES McDOODLES for now everyone.