So now we return to the main story where we left off with Helga sharing Arnold's room for the night. Now we turn to our other two main characters, Gerald and Phoebe of course. This chapter will start right after Arnold and Gerald's phone call in Chapter 3. What could possibly happen to them over the course of a day? Let's find out shall we ^_^

Chapter 5

Anata

Gerald closed his cell phone and returned it to his pocket. He really wished he hadn't had to go with his parents, but his loyalty to his brother wouldn't allow him to skip out.

"Was that Arnold and Helga," Phoebe asked?

"Yeah," Gerald replied, "they were looking for us, said they got a whole day of fun planned out."

"Oh my, it's a shame we have to miss it," Phoebe said.

"True that, but at least I've got you here with me," Gerald said with a wink.

"Oh Gerald," Phoebe replied with a blush as they exchanged a quick kiss.

They were in a café on the campus of Temple University in Philadelphia, sipping on their own personal favorite coffee drinks. Gerald had a caramel macchiato and Phoebe had an iced Mocha. They were awaiting the return of Gerald's mother and father who had left with his little sister Timberly to find his older brother Jamie-O. Jamie-O was going to be accepting an award for his engineering project he had done that semester.

"Man, my parents sure have been gone a long time," Gerald said, "I wonder why they're takin' so long?"

They sat in silence for a bit longer, drinking their coffees. Gerald loved spending time with his girlfriend, he truly knew what people meant by "opposites attract". Where he was tall and athletic, she was small and thin; of course Gerald knew that her karate and fencing lessons made her a person not to mess with. He was also nowhere near her level of intellect but had street smarts that she lacked. They shared many things in common however; funk and pop music, long walks, a love of the outdoors, and the most special of all in Gerald's eyes… basketball.

Phoebe loved watching basketball, college basketball mostly, but whenever Gerald was playing it was like he was the only player in the whole world.

"Gerald," Phoebe said.

"Yeah babe," Gerald replied.

"Since it looks as if your parents may take longer than previously estimated, would you like to go for a walk, just until they get back of course."

"Sure, let's just go around campus once," he agreed. They threw away their empty coffee cups and walked off hand in hand, Gerald leaving a not written on a napkin telling his parents that they would be back soon.

As they walked along hand in hand both of their minds began to wander, Gerald thinking about what Monday would bring and Phoebe thinking about Gerald

She wondered how she could have ever gotten so lucky as to be the girlfriend of such an amazing person. As classmates at P.S. 118 she had always admired him, and they had gone on a few little dates together, but that was before they knew how much they really cared about each other. In the jungles of San Lorenzo when her life was in jeopardy, he had been there to save her and when things looked bleak and they didn't know if they would survive the night, they had realized that they were meant for each other. No sappy kisses or proclamations of love, they had held each other and that was all they needed. At the time that Arnold and Helga were forced apart, Phoebe and Gerald were getting together.

"I love you Gerald," Phoebe said.

"I love you to Phoebe," Gerald said with a smile.

As they walked along, they suddenly found themselves near the outdoor courts, where a group of college age kids were playing a game of basketball. They walked up to the fence to watch when Gerald realized something was wrong. Rather than two college age teams, one team were apparently a group from a local high-school, and it looked as though the two groups were arguing.

"Come on man, we were here first and there's a shit-ton of other courts out here and give us our ball back!" the leader of the younger group was saying.

"What you don't seem to realize you little punk is that this is our college so we have the rights whatever court we want and any ball bouncing on our court must be our ball, right guys?" said the tallest of the college aged kids.

"Yeah," all his friends responded stupidly.

The arguing went on for a few minutes until Gerald realized that he should do something before the fight came to punches. He and Phoebe walked in through the gate and over to the feuding groups.

"Hey hey hey, why don't ya'll cool it and tell me what's going on," Gerald said in his best cool/tough voice.

"Like it's any of your business get lost Mr. 33," said the tall college boy. Gerald was doing his best to remain calm, he hated bullies and jerks in general, and this guy was the epitome of a jerk.

"Hey man there ain't no need to be like that, I just want to know what's causing this fight," Gerald said.

"They came in, took our ball and started trying to kick us off the court," said the younger group's leader.

"Well the first thing you need to learn is to pick your battles my friend," Gerald said to him, "ya'll can't possibly think you can beat these guys in a fight.'

"Maybe not, but we'd give a good account of ourselves," the boy said.

"That may be true, but ya gotta play to your real strengths. Lemme show ya." Gerald spun around and grabbed the ball from the older boy and started dribbling like a pro. "I'll bet you guys that I can make a shot from anywhere you pick. If I win, you give these guys back their ball and go to another court; if I miss I'll get out of here."

"You're on punk," the older guy said. "Make a shot from outside the fence on the other side of the court."

"You're on… Bubba," Gerald said with a smirk as he made his way to the mentioned spot. Phoebe followed him, knowing that Gerald wouldn't have agreed to something like this unless he was completely sure of himself.

"Can I get a kiss for luck babe?" he asked Phoebe as he got ready to shoot.

"Statistically speaking… you know what never mind," Phoebe replied as she kissed him on his cheek.

"Hey are you gonna shoot the ball or make out," the guy called out.

Gerald stared at the hoop took a deep breath, and shot. The ball flew through the air and hit the rim; it bounced up in the air and came back down right through the hoop in a perfect swish. The college boys watched it happen and their jaws dropped in unison as the shot was made. The high schoolers cheered and ran to give Gerald their congratulation.

"Thanks dude! You really saved our asses," the leader said.

"You'd like to think that wouldn't you," said a voice from behind them. It was the college guy and his cronies; they were walking up looking very pissed off.

"Come on man you made a deal," Gerald said, getting angry fast.

"Yeah but you don't seem to get the fact that we are also bigger than you, and we don't give a shit if you made one lucky shot. We are gonna keep that ball and kick all ya'll out of here, and if you don't leave you will regret it."

"Don't be an asshole man," Gerald said.

Quick as a flash, the college guy had picked Gerald up by his neck and prepared to throw him as hard as he could. Before anything could happen though, Gerald was on his feet again and the college boy had hunched over gasping for breath.

"Thanks babe," he said smiling at his petite girlfriend who had just karate punched the guy in his stomach.

"No problem anata," Phoebe replied, composing herself again.

Gerald looked at his attacker and with contempt in his eyes, "You guys ain't nothing but a bunch of bullies, now get out of here before I let my girl here kick the shit out of ya."

The followers all ran off letting their leader lag behind, clutching at his stomach. Gerald picked Phoebe up and gave her a big hug.

"Wait until the guys back in Hillwood hear that my girl, a freshman, nearly knocked out a college basketball player," he laughed.

"It was only because you were in danger," Phoebe said sheepishly, "I normally would never use my martial arts on a living being, it is supposed to be used to focus the mind."

"Hey babe I'm not complaining, you saved my ass and I can't thank you enough."

The two said their goodbye's to the high schoolers and made their way back to the café where Gerald's parents and siblings were waiting.

After relating the story of what had happened and Phoebe's rescue, they all shared a laugh and made their way to Jamie-O's certificate acceptance.

Later that night at the hotel, Gerald and Phoebe said goodnight, and went to their separate rooms, longing to hold each other. They both had the same thought, "We are made for each other"

(anata is a Japanese term of endearment for boyfriends/husbands that roughly means "darling")

*PHEW* worked this out in like 2 hours for you guys, (that's total time not including a Skyrim break and a trip to get some chips to munch on :3) I wanted to explore Phoebe and Gerald's relationship but at the same time add in an element of suspense and adventure! So yeah Phoebe is a badass and can probably break bricks with those lightning fast hands. Probably a good thing she didn't have a sharp object she could have used like a fencing sword . So I don't know what I'll do next chapter, I'll probably return to Arnold and Helga waking up on Sunday.

SPECIAL SHOUT OUT'S:

*HoshiAM for being probably most avid reader and advice giver

*Jopeth23 for being a new reader

*Nep2uune for constantly returning

Thanks for everything people, also I may be announcing an ambitious project with my next chapter so be prepared ^_^

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