One. Review. I am One Review away from 100. Thusly: New Chapter! (Tense pause) and, also, a pause to the cliffies at last… man, I've done so many cliffhangers it must be illegal.

(Hears siren)

(Gasps) It's the Cliffie Police!

(Runs desperately and narrowly avoids the cliffie police.)

Don't laugh too hard, Stormraven 333- they'll be coming for you next…

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FIRST DATE

Drake was a wreck when he got up the following morning… bruises, cuts and a few new scars for his collection. At least he'd gotten some payback on the Monster Squad.

It was just a shame that a whole neighbourhood had seen the explosion those gang members caused… and that he had a splitting headache.

Thus were his thoughts as he walked into school, late as usual, bolted up the stairs and just made it into his most hated subject: Math.

"Late again?" Mrs. French sighed mockingly. "Oh, well, I expect we're all used to it by now. Go and sit down, and try to actually learn something."

Drake rolled his eyes irritably and sat down next to Adam.

"Got in another fight?" Adam asked when he saw Drake's black eye. That was what happened when a cyborg soldier kicked you in the face.

Drake simply nodded.

"Yep."

"How many of those things do you get into, anyway?"

"Enough."

Adam gave up, shrugged, and started jotting down notes.

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The first few lessons passed quickly enough… Lunch seemed to come faster than ever, and just about everyone was quick to be outside, with summer not far off.

Drake was walking with Adam and Max, discussing their mutual disdain for their Geography teacher.

"What a prick," Adam sighed. "Look at all this god-damn homework… it'll take me hours to get through this crap."

"Well, he gave us a week to do it," Max answered.

"And knowing you, you'll just blow it off until about 20 seconds before we have to hand it in, rush it, do a crappy job, get a crappy mark and get yammered at until you ears fall off."

"Hey, you don't know I'd do that!"

"Yes I do. Because you always do that."

"He's right," Drake chimed in, before drinking the last of his soda and throwing the can into the trash.

"Yeah, but I won't do it this time."

"You will."

"He's right."

They reached the school field, when Drake heard an ever-more-familiar voice.

"Drake!"

No longer dreading moments like this, Drake turned round as Rebecca suddenly flung her arms round him and pressed her lips against his.

"Uh… we'll leave you two alone," Adam said quickly as he and Max started heading away.

Drake wrapped his arms around Rebecca and kissed back, until Rebecca finally broke the kiss. As Drake saw her face, he realised there were tears in her eyes.

"Oh, thank God…" She gasped before suddenly kissing him again, just as passionately. "I though… Oh God, I thought you were dead…"

"Dead?" Drake said, confusedly, before she kissed him again. "Why did you think I was…? Oh, Right. The building collapsed."

"So… you weren't in the…"

"Actually, I was."

He pulled up his sleeve to show her a deep cut that ran down his arm and was forming into a clear scar.

"Oh my God…" Rebecca gasped, running her fingers along the car. "Does it hurt?"

"Not anymore," Drake shrugged. "Sure did when I got it…"

"So what were you doing in there?"

"Gangsters. More of those robot suits."

"More of them?"

"Long story."

Rebecca sighed and hugged him again.

"Assholes," She half-laughed, "Think they can bring down a building on my boyfriend's head…"

She kissed him softly on the forehead before looking him in the eyes with a living look.

"Speaking of which… now that we're… y'know… you want to go out tonight?"

"Sure," Drake smiled. "Movie?"

"Why not?"

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At around 8pm, Drake and Rebecca exited the movie theatre, laughing together (they'd been watching a comedy) and walking arm-in-arm.

"God, that was funny…" Rebecca laughed. "I thought I was going to suffocate…"

"Well, I'd be more than happy to give you mouth-to-mouth," Drake joked as Rebecca swung her arms round his neck and they both came together in a soft kiss.

Across the street, an inconspicuous-looking figure moved through the street before speaking into a cell phone, after taking a picture of the couple.

"It's him, alright. What do we do about the girl?"

"We'll deal with him soon enough. As for the girl… she may have her uses."

Hey, at least it's not a cliffie! That chapter was kind of short, I know. But I wanted to calm down after three chapters of balls-to-the-walls action.

Next Chapter: A long-delayed reader request from xDarkmasterx… Drake takes on the Dead Men!