AN: A strange fic, written in 5 minutes, so if it's terrible, don't blame me, blame . . . ok, blame me.
"You got to promise to write and call every day." Kuki pushed a folded piece of paper into his hand. "There's my phone number and address, so you have no excuse." She bit her bottom lip to stop the tears threatening to fall, already missing her friend.
Wally smiled weakly. "I promise." He took a deep breath. "Kuki, there's something I have to tell you before I leave. It's kind of hard to say . . ."
"Then don't. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," Secretly, the Asian desperatly wanted the Australian to tell her whatever he was dying to say.
"No. It's important. Um," He had rehearsed in front of the mirror for hours on what he was going to say, but the words wiped from his memory. "ILikeYou." The words came out fast and inarticulate.
She laughed. "What?"
"Um," He turned 5 shades of pink. "I like you."
She smiled. "I like you too, silly. We've known eachother since, well, forever almost. You're like family."
"No, I mean, um, I LIKE you."
Her eyes grew wide. "You mean like, LIKE like?"
"Um, more than that. Like, love. I love you." There. He had said it, after all these years.
"Um," Kuki rubbed her hands together nervously. "Well, um, you better go or you'll miss your flight or something." Her legs shook slightly. "I'll see you maybe one day or something."
Wally understood what she meant. "Oh, yeah. See you." He faked a smile. "Bye." He exited the girl's bedroom and ran straight into his friends Numbuhs 1 and 2.
"So man, did you tell her?" Hoagie asked as they entered the main room of the treehouse. They had known for a while about Wally's crush on the girl.
"Um, yes." Wally avoided eye contact and stared at the tops of his sneakers.
"So?" Hoagie pryed.
He didn't answer and repeatedly blinked his eyes which, even though he still had the same hair style, Nigel noticed. And he understood the meaning.
"C'mon man, what happened? Was there like a major makeout session or what? Are you going to be internet Boyfriend and Girlfriend?" Hoagie asked, as always, obliviously.
Nigel smacked Hoagie upside the head. "Shut up, Numbuh 2," He hissed.
Wally looked up now, unable to hide the tears. "Um, she, um, likes me, too, but, you know, different."
"As in?" Hoagie stopped as he finally understood. "It's alright, man. She wasn't that great anyway."
'Idiot,' Nigel thought to himself.
Wally stared at his friend in wide eyed disbelief. "Wasn't that great? How would you know? It's not like you've ever been in love."
"Chill out, Numbuh 4," Numbuh 1 warned the Aussie.
"I have to go," Wally grabbed the doorknob and exited the treehouse. The slamming of the door represented the end of his childhood and his entrance into adulthood.
