Ok, it's another chapter with taken from "Just Because I'm Famous" but the reason I'm 'borrowing' is for the story to connect right, not because I'm lazy to type any further. Again, special thanks to okaie for helping through her story.

Ok, where was I? Oh, the story. Note that some lines were added.

Keely was sitting in a restaurant booth, her eyes covered by huge sunglasses, and her hair covered by a cute hat. She really didn't want to be disturbed today, and luckily her disguise seemed to be working today.

It seemed that once the whole scandal involving her and her father, Joe, came out, she suddenly became an even bigger target for the paparazzi. She sighed, frustrated. This was definitely one of the times that she wished she could be just an average citizen; she wished she could be just, well, Keely. Not superstar Keely, just plain, old, regular Pickfordian, Keely. Everywhere she went, she was followed; forever being hounded by reporters. They all wanted her story, her own personal story, not the tiny details given by the police. What frustrated her was the fact that, because she was famous, that she was put on the spotlight. 'There's so many other kids out there who've been through the same situation I was put through. Why doesn't the paparazzi show them their phony sympathy!' Keely was getting riled up just by thinking about her situation.

The day the report came out, she had lost any speck of freedom she once had in public. People were forever coming up to her to tell her that they were so sorry that she went through this, that she would be fine, she should be fine, not that she had a problem with people like that, it was just that sometimes, she wanted to keep to herself. But there were also multitudes of people who thought she would forever be scarred from her experiences; and maybe she would be, but the attention wasn't helping. People talked behind her back about her, thinking that she must have been, well you can fill in the blank, to have deserved such retribution. 'It would be so much easier to get better,' she thought bitterly, 'if people around me weren't breathing down my neck.'

"Ahem."

Keely looked up sharply, hoping someone hadn't recognized her, she wasn't in the mood to deal with people today, no matter how nice, sweet, sincere, or sorry they were. It was a guy. He had a baseball cap pulled down low over his eyes, and a slight smile to his mouth. While others might not have realized who he was, but Keely did.

"Phil!" she whispered hoarsely.

The guy nodded slightly. "You okay?" he asked her, sitting down.

"Yeah," she sighed, but she could tell that Phil was raising his eyebrows. "Oh, don't give me that!" she snapped at him, "I know what you're doing."

Phil chuckled. "Really, what was I doing then?"

"You were raising your eyebrows at me! You don't believe me!"

"Keels, did you seriously expect me to believe you?"

"No..." she answered sulking.

"You know you don't have to be okay," Phil told her lightly, his hand reaching up to her shoulder, squeezing it lightly "you'll be okay when you're ready. Plus, I'll always be there, right by your side. It's us against the world."

"Oh Phil," she sighed.

"What?" he asked, bewildered.

"Why do you always have to make so much sense? Why don't you let me sulk in my own misery? But no, you always have to say the exact thing to make me feel better, so I can't sulk and hate the world."

"Because then you wouldn't be any fun!" he said, tapping his finger on her nose.

"Hmph," Keely said pouting, but Phil could tell she was secretly happy.

"Now, do you feel any better?"

"Yeah," Keely sighed, "I know that everybody's worried about me, but I wish my face didn't appear in the front page of the tabloids every day!"

Phil wrapped his arms around her, "I know you do, I know... I know," he told her soothingly.

Keely smiled, "Do you know what'll make me really happy?"

"What?"

"If you give me a kiss," she replied, tapping her lips.

"Hmm... I think that, I'll gladly say yes to," Phil replied, kissing her. He licked his lips. "Yum, strawberry today."

Keely giggled, "Yep." Then her mood changed again suddenly. She become silent and thoughtful.

"Keel?" Phil questioned.

"Hmm?" Keely uttered, still deep in thought.

"You okay?"

"No, thanks."

"What?" Phil asked incredulously.

"Huh?" Keely said, "Oh, I thought you were asking me if I wanted anything." She blushed.

"Uhh... no, but now that you mentioned it, would you like anything?"

"No, thank you," Keely replied.

"Ok, now, you okay?"

"Uhh... maybe?"

"You worried?"

"Huh?"

"About tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Keely sighed depressively, "I'm not sure if I can go through with it."

"You know I'll be right there, right? Like I said, it'll be us against the world."

"I don't know if I can face Joe again, plus, you know the place will be swarmed with paparazzi. They'll get the story they've wanted forever, and I get to the front page in the paper, again."

"Sorry Keels, if I could do anything, I would, but it's not that easy."

"When was life ever easy?" Keely grumbled.

"Whenever I'm with you," Phil replied, though he knew it was suppose to be a rhetorical question.

Keely looked up at him, her eyes shining. "Aww... Philly-Willy, thanks!" She gave him a passionate kiss. "The world does seem easier to deal with when we're together doesn't it?"

"Mmmhmm..." Phil replied, savoring the kiss Keely had just given him, "especially with kisses like those."

Keely laughed, "Phil, the longer you stick around, the more of those you get."

"I'm going to invent a potion to live forever then!"
"I want to spend a lifetime with you Phil," Keely said earnestly, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Me too, Keels, me too." Phil sighed, laying his head on hers, "I love you Keely, so, so much."

"I love you too, more then the world," Keely mumbled.

"I'd trade the world for you, Keels," Phil muttered into her hat covered hair, smelling the perfume she had sprayed onto it. "Keels, you smell so good, and you look even hotter."

Keely giggled, "You're not so bad yourself Diffy."

"DIFFY?!"

Phil and Keely's heads turned, looking up at the girl speaking enthusiastically.

"PHIL DIFFY AND KEELY TESLOW?!"

Phil and Keely exchanged tired glances, this was not what they wanted right now.

"OH MY GOD! I've read all about you guys in the magazines! I didn't realize you guys actually go out and eat in public places!"

"Uh..." Phil started, but was cut off by the enthused girl, who was talking at the speed of light.

"I just moved here! And lo and behold, on my first day, I run into the dream couple, Keely and Phil! Oh my God, where are my manners. I'm Jamie, and I'm so sorry about what you've been through Keely, oh my God, you're so awesome. Do you think this'll scar you for life? Wait, what am I talking about? Of course it won't, your that uppity, care-free type of girl! You must've been super-happy once you got out of that place. Oh my God, am I babbling? I think I'm babbling, don't you think?" Jamie took a breath, "Anyway, can I have an autograph?" she asked, holding out a scrap of paper. "Please, please, that would be so awesome!"

Eiji saw it and he came in and said, "Uh, missy, no autographs. This is a private dinner. Please don't interfere." Phil noticed Eiji said, "Eiji, let her. She won't do harm." Jamie noticed Eiji and said, "Are you their bodyguard?" Eiji said, Yes I am, I'm Eiji Takaoka, and I am guarding them for safety purposes. I'm sorry for my actions."

Phi said to Eiji, "Eiji, just sit to the chair next to our table." Jamie then interrupted, "Wait! You're a Boukenger, Mr. Takaoka?" Eiji said, "Yes I am, color silver. Now, you can get your autograph."

Phil seemed a bit overwhelmed at how fast she talked. Keely could see it all in his face, even though it was partially covered up. "Uh... sure," she said cautiously. 'Wow, she's got some major energy!' she thought, taking the paper and signing it. She passed it to Phil and nudged him gently in the ribs.

"Oh, right," Phil said. He seemed a bit surprised, but he took the paper and signed it too. 'I got famous just for dating Keely, why would people want my autograph.'

"Oh my God, thank yyouuu soooo much! Anyway, Keely, you've got great taste!"

"Huh?"

"Even with that hat on, Phil looks really hot!" she told her, looking flirtatiously at Phil.

Keely raised her eyebrow, "And he's all mine."

"Ohhh, yeahhh, of course, I wasn't implying anything," Jamie said, backing away. "Well thanks for the autos!" she called, and ran out the door.

There was a moments pause. "That... was interesting," Phil remarked, amused.

"Yes, yes it was," Keely said, a bit hostile.

"Keely?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think she'll tell the press we're here?"

"Ahh... I'm almost certain."

"Wanna make a ran for it, before they come back?"

"Yeah, yeah I do." And with that, Keely got up, clasped Phil's hand in hers, and dragged him up. "Let's go!" she said, yanking him out the door.

"Fine, fine, we'll beat the..." Phil's mouth dropped when he saw what was in store for them outside. He gulped and finished, "paparazzi."

Keely looked over at him, then out at the scene in front of her, there were dozens of reporters, photographers, cameramen, the whole gig. "RUN!" she shouted, pulling Phil with her, and the paparazzi streaming behind.

"Keely!" one called.

"Phil!" the other screamed.

"STOP! We only want to talk!"

Phil and Keely ignored them and ran, their hearts pounding. They both knew the ins and outs of Pickford and soon lost the paparazzi in the small neighborhoods. They finally stopped, both huffing for air. At last, the Machine Bull arrived with Eiji, Yuuri and Sen-chan riding in the said car. Sen-chan said, "Need a lift home?"

"Rea...dy to.. go... home?" Keely asked, gasping.

"Yeah..." Phil replied, "but... let's just ride for now."

"A..greed."

Phil took Keely's hand in his and they rode in the car to the apartment that they now shared. (After Joe, Keely and been given emancipation, and Phil's parents had allowed him to live with her.)

The next day...

Keely was pacing back and forth across the living room. Today was the day of the trial, and she was terrified of seeing Joe again. Him and the malicious glint in his eye, his sneering smile, the look of pure disgust on his face. She shuddered.

Phil came up from behind her and squeezed her shoulders, then proceeded to wrap his arms around her. "You okay?" he whispered into her ear.

Keely breathed deeply. "I don't know."

"You have nothing to be scared of."

"I know, but I can't help but be scared. I mean this guy tortured me."

"I know," Phil said, a bit regretfully, "and I wish that I could've protected you better."

"It's not your fault."

"It's not yours either."

"But... what if it is?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know," Keely sighed, "it's just he would always tell me that he never wanted to have me, that I was the biggest mistake of his life. That I was the reason he broke up with mom, that I was the reason he became a drunk. Like I was the reason everything bad happened." Keely was tearing up.

"Keely..." Phil said gently, "you know that's not true."

"But what if it is, Phil, what if it is? What if I am the reason for everything that's gone wrong?" Keely was in a full blown emotional whirlwind. "What if I am worthless? Stupid? Ugly? Weak? I mean, the only reason you even got hurt in the first place was because of me!" She was silenced by the touch of Phil's finger on her lips.

"Shh...Keely, you know that's not true. How could you be worthless, you're the biggest thing since Hannah Montana? Stupid? All I see is intelligence, how many people can write their own lyrics. As for ugly? You are the most beautiful person I've ever known." Phil touched grasped her hand. "Weak? You're the bravest person I know, you stood up for yourself in front of Joe, didn't you?"

Keely thought, and nodded.

"You're the most wonderful, amazing person I've ever known."

Keely still had tears coming from her eyes, but it was from happiness. "Thanks, Phil," she whispered, looking up and kissing him.

Phil groaned, her kisses always felt like the most amazing thing in the world, he'd never get tired of them. He smiled at her, "I'm the luckiest boy ever! Do you want to know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I have the most amazing girl as my girlfriend, and anyone who can't see how lucky they are to have you, well, they're just stupid."

"Phil, why do you have to be so perfect?"

Phil blushed, "Just part of the charm."

Keely laughed.

"Come on," Phil said, "we better get going, this is one thing we can't be late for."

"Phil?" Keely asked, while stepping out the door.

"Promise that you'll be next to me the whole time. Protecting me."

"I'll protect you always and forever."

Then, they heard a knock, and they opened the door. It was Phil's Japanese friends, waiting for them. Yuuri said, "Phil, Keely, are you two ready?"

Keely said, "Let's go, Ms. Asami."

Phil said, "Are you guys sure you're all ready for this?"

Kouta said, "Relax, Phil. Let the guys handle this case. Yuuri and Sen-chan will be the lawyers on your behalf. I, Sae, Yukito, Hikaru and Eiji will be the witnesses. Now I'm telling you, there's nothing to fear with us around!"

Phil said, "Ok, guys. Let's go."

All of them then walked in the bright light, which will send them to the court.

Finally, it's judgment time! Who will win the case, Joe or our heroes? Find out next time! Don't forget your reviews (please, no offensive ones)!