i apologize for last chap... my hands were in lots of pain (damn carpal tunnel!) and arthritis runs in the family... just my luck... and for u guys, since ur all so great, ill make it x-tra long! so marth, kick-it!

Marth: kick-it? o! yeah... she doesnt own nething, otherwise, she wouldnt waste her time writing about it, but changing the whole purpose of SSBM... super sexy bishounen madness...? lol!

Me: thanx for that... extra bit there... on with the show!

Hoshi and Ayame had just left... a huge mess for us to clean... as usual... and I just want to see what this whole "formal-ball" thing was. I've never been to one, the closest was the prom (dateless, I might add, because he ran away with his ex-girlfriend), but nothing like this. Who sent this invitation out anyways? How do they know me? And when the hell am I going to get the dresses prepared if the ball was in a week, and we had appointments to make and take! I was pacing back and forth at the entrance of the bathroom, which was how Midori saw me.

"What are you doing?" she asked. I looked at her confusedly, and went to watch some T.V. to help me relax. Yeah right! Relax my ass! All my life, I was always up and moving around, even if I didn't want to! Even when I was sick!

"Hey Iruka!" Kuuki called out to me in the kitchen. "I need some help getting up!" Last time I checked, she was cleaning the kitchen floor, and because we had no mop, we got on all fours and scrubbed.

"What do you--- ahhh!" I screamed as I fell straight on my backside. Kuuki and Midori began laughing as I began to get up, and slip again, and again, and again! All Midori heard were the "thumps" on the tile floor. My back was beginning to hurt from all the falls even though all falls had been on my poor behind.

"Iruka, grab my hand," Midori laughed, face red as a tomato. "I bet you got your work-out for today, ne?" Kuuki joined her in helping me stand up and keeping me on my feet.

"I think I bruised it," I mumbled, the two of them stifling a giggle.

"Ok, since we got everything cleaned up and raring to go, we should too!" Kuuki told me. What was she scheming?

"Iruka, we're gonna set up the stuff to prepare us for the ball!" Midori told me. FINALLY! I handed both Kuuki and Midori each their cell phones and gave them a list of numbers.

"Now, remember not to let times conflict with each other, and make sure we have enough money for everything!" I told them.

"We aren't stupid, you know," Kuuki said, giving a huff afterwards. I rolled my eyes, going towards the door. "And what are you doing to help out?" she questioned.

"I'm the one providing the money, so that way, we don't get caught in a sticky situation," I explained to them. They nodded their heads, and worked their fingers like there was no tomorrow. 'Now to see if I can rescue my dresses…' I thought to myself as I got in my car.

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"Hi Otou-san, Okaa-san!" I greeted them, giving both a huge embrace.

"Iruka! What a surprise to see you!" my otou held me at a distance. "Your hair! It's so shiny!" I smiled at his compliment. My okaa was in their kitchen, brewing some coffee, offering me a cup. I politely accepted, even if they thought I wasn't going to drink any.

"So, Iruka, what brings you here on a day like this?" my okaa asked as she poured Otou's coffee. Now was my chance! Seize and behold! At least, I thought I would.

"Oh, you know those dresses that I have?" I asked softly. Both nodded in affirmative. My okaa poured my cup of coffee, and I fixed it up how I liked: lots of sugar and half-and-half. "Well, I was curious to know if you two still have them here." My hands felt as if they were sweating bullets, and my cheeks radiated heat. I could bet that I looked quite nervous. I blew on my cup and took a little sip.

(A/N: I could leave off here… but thatd be mean….)

"Yeah, we have them, all seven of them," my okaa told me. My day brightened up tremendously! What a relief! "You should take them to the dry cleaners though, because all the cat hair floating around the room.

"Will do! Arigatou!" I smiled a bunch. I went to collect my dresses from the wrath of Khan and Stewie (their names!) and their shedding hair. I kissed both parents 'bye', and left, jumping into my car.

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"Phew! I'm tired now!" I heard Kuuki say as I entered our home. I approached them with a gigantic grin on my face. "What are you so happy about?"

"She got the money!" Midori shined. I shook my head.

"All the money we have is for our appointments, no time for shopping," I told them. Their faces fell.

"Nani!" they both exclaimed at me in unison.

"I found the dresses, and they are in the process of getting dry-cleaned! Khan and Stewie's fur strikes back!" I laughed out. They smiled ear to ear.

"Shopping…" Midori began.

"…without the credit cards!" Kuuki finished. I nodded my head. Man, my friends are telepathic or something, because they almost always finish their sentences. Sure, I do it too, but not that often.

Translations:

Otou-san- father
Okaa-san- mother
Arigatou- thank you
Nani!- what!

Me: so, wut did u think?

Marth: it doesn't have me in it!

Me: don't make me gag u again…

Link: oooOOOooo! I like it like that!

Me & Marth: LINK! UR GROSS!

Rynada: just think about wut he would be like when hes an old man!

Me: master roshi all over again (I don't own DBZ!)… well, until next time…

Link & Marth: Sayonara, Minna-san! (grumble grumble not u two too! grumble grumble……)