Alright peoples, you ready for dis? IT'S CHAPTER SIX, COMPLETE WITH FLUFF!

so for dose of you who don't like fluff….

get the heck outta here.

CUZ I GOT A BIG OL' FLUFF BOMB, AND IT'S GONNA EXPLODE!

okay, maybe not a bomb…maybe somethin smaller, like a hand-grenade.

but first I wanna reply to some o' my reviews.

Hokai Amplifier: you're right. Kuki is WAAAY out of character. lets just pretend she magically got mature (X.X) and the band-aids were from me cutting myself on soda cans (yeh know, tryin ta open em) lol, I look forward to more of your reviews!

Shadowstar213: You can go right ahead and make a story about Numbah three bein a healer- it sounds really cool! heck, I'd read and review it MYSELF:)

almostinsane: thanks for reminding me about the 3x4ness. heh. It uh…totally slipped my mind…-clears throat- that's why this chappie is here!

Kmutt: thanks for your reviews, I really appreciate them and hope to see more!

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Wally stared at the wooden ceiling of his room, lost in thought. He had been sitting on his bed for hours, thinking. Usually, he tried his absolute hardest not to think too deeply into things, but right now he felt that he needed to.

If Numbah One was scared of Wally's magic, then he could prohibit it just as easily as he had prohibited the use double-sided duct tape in their 2x4 weapons just a month ago, when Hoagie had gotten himself (and quite a few other items as well, as Wally recalled) stuck to the roof of the tree house; the team had been unable to get him down, and had to leave him their for a day or two until in rained and the tape un-stuck itself. Wally still remembered having to climb up there to give him food and water.

Stop it, he told himself, you're zoning out.

He sighed. His sat up and hopped out of bed, turning to see the replacement clock on his bed-side table that he had gotten from the deepest depths of his closet. It was about 7:45 AM (the new clock wasn't digital, so it was hard to tell.)

He walked briskly out of his room, a new spring in his step. Numbah Five had told him more than he needed to know that morning, and he felt someone renewed, what with knowing how to solve his problem and all.

Now all Wally had to do was convince Nigel that his magic was perfectly safe and controllable. Of course, he'd have to convince himself first.

He made his way to the stairs and slid down the railing to the ground floor. His head made a rather loud 'BANG' as it collided with the wall. Fortunately for him, Wally was on the lowest floor of the tree house, and his team-mates slept on the sixth, and were unable to hear him.

He found the trap door that led to his favorite rope ladder, and swung it open. He held the sides of the rope ladder loosely in his hands and slid to the ground, his already callused hands now burnt from the friction.

Ignoring the pain in his hands (I have GOT to stop slipping down that ladder, he thought to himself), he smiled up at the sun, something he rarely saw in the morning. Pretty soon it would be winter, and the sun wouldn't truly come up until 8:30 AM, at least.

He walked stiffly over to the sidewalk and followed it to the park. He didn't think Kuki would be up at this hour, but he didn't feel like making his usual trip to the kitchen like he usually did to kill off time, and you can't blame a guy for trying.

There were hardly any cars on this particular street. It wasn't busy at all, not even during the day. It was more of a neighborhood than a major street, and for that, Wally was glad. Imagine dealing with car crashes every other day- yuck.

When he reached the park, he squinted his eyes through both his hair and the sunlight and searched for Kuki. He located her favorite bench, and had to use all of his self control to stop himself from yelling and jumping up and down in joy; for there, on the bench, was Kuki.

She had her walkman on with her headphones settled over her ears (God knows what she's listening to, Wally thought), and was staring rather distractedly at the ground. Then, as if she knew he was there, she looked up and met his eyes (well, what she could see of his eyes. They were behind his hair, which stilled needed to be cut.)

"Wally?" She asked, not quite believing he was really there. "What're you doing here? It's eight AM, silly."

"Ah was gonna ask yeh the same question."

Kuki blushed, and put her walkman on 'pause'. "I just like it here. It's…nice." Wally plopped down on the bench next to her. "Such a beautiful day, isn't it? I KNOW! We should go to the beach or something! OH, and we can build a sand castle, and eat jelly beans and then we'd play rainbow monkey dress-up and have pizza and go swimming and ride ponies and eat jelly beans- wait, did I already say that one?" she paused, but it only lasted a second. "WE COULD EAT THEM TWICE!"

Wally desperately tried to comprehend what she was saying. His brain was a little slow at this time in the morning, and he felt as though Kuki were speaking a completely different language. "Ah um…Ah'm sorry, what was that?"

Kuki looked at his confusion and giggled for a second before turning once more to look at the scenery before them. Wally blinked. Usually, Kuki was rather angry with him when he didn't listen to her. Wally recalled once when he had asked Hoagie "Why girls were so weird." And he had been told, "They're funny. One second they'll hate your guts and want you banished off the face of the earth, and the next, they love ya. For them, it's just the normal part of bein' abnormal."

Some how, those words seemed more true than ever right now. "Uh…Kuki? There's uh…somethin'…that Ah wanna talk about…."

Kuki looked at him. "What about?"

"Uh…well…" what are you doing, you idiot? he asked himself mentally, just tell her! Wally was suddenly extremely aware of how physically close he and Kuki were. Kuki, on the other hand, didn't notice, or didn't care... "Ah…well, see…Ah…" he could even feel himself blushing.

He and Kuki were only a foot away from each other…

Then, without a second thought, he closed the gap between them, gently putting his lips against hers; he was slightly afraid of what might happen if he went into it too fast. But, much to his relief, she returned the kiss, deepening it.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Wally broke the kiss. "Kuki…Ah…"

Kuki giggled. "I love you too, Wally."

Wally reached out his hand to pull her into another kiss, only to have Kuki jump back. Wally immediately realized why- his hands were giving of an extremley hot light blue aura.

He drew back. Wally held his hands out in front of him, trying not to set the bench (or anything else, for that matter) on fire from his touch. "Sorry," he muttered.

"What color do you think blue is?" Kuki asked, tossing his apology aside. "It's really pretty; and shiny."

"Maybe…happiness?"

Kuki beamed at him.

"Hey guys! Numbah One sent me to come look for you and- oh, ho, ho- it seems we were getting' a bit chummy! I always knew you guys would get together…"

Kuki and Wally spun around to see Hoagie standing on the sidewalk, with his hands on his hips.

"Am I interrupting something serious, or are you two love birds gonna come have breakfast with me?"

"YUM! I WANT WAFFLES!" Kuki shouted, jumping off the bench and zooming down the sidewalk in the direction on home.

"SO," Hoagie said, smirking, "Looks like YOU had fun."

"Eh, shut it."

"HEY! What'd ya hit me for?"

"Nuttin'."

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Alright guys, R&R. hope ya liked it. chappie seven on the way! flame away. yes, the band-aids are still here, so blame them for typos.

see ya next chapter,

Jack