Wally sat in frustration and anxiousness. He twiddled his thumbs rapidly, trying to take his mind off Kuki and Kurt.

Urgh, even the thought of the two names sickened him, they sounded like some cruddy kids TV show like 'Bill and Ben' or 'Millie, Molly and Mandy'. He shook his head to try and get rid of the horrible thoughts. It was getting too much for him.

And he thought that Jealousy was bad as a ten year old. As a hormonal teenager, it just overthrew him.

"I'm going to my room." He mumbled, after about ten minutes.

Wally walked out slowly. He turned the corner in the corridor and quietly walked past Kuki's room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard Kuki's giggle behind her curtain of a door.

Quietly, he tiptoed to the curtain and peeked behind it.

Her room wasn't like what it used to be. She only had one rainbow monkey in there now since she gave them all to Mushi on her fourteen birthday. Now, it was just a simple, teenage room that consisted of a bed, a bookcase, a desk and computer, and a cute swivel chair next to her desk.

The one remaining rainbow monkey was her 'my first rainbow monkey' and it habited on her bed.

Around the room were numerous, random posters, from her favorite bands to her Hollywood heart throbs, to just animal posters that she thought were cute.

Anyway, they were both lay on the bed. Kuki was snuggled up to Kurt and he was beaming back down at her, his one hand behind his head and a pillow, and the other was roaming all over Kuki's face, from her cheek, to her hair. Gently stroking.

The sight sickened Wally. He snarled as he stormed into his own room and picked up his guitar. Furiously playing various tunes.

His room was entirely different to how it used to be too. The wrestling ring was replaced by a normal bed, and the extra space was replaced by things such as amps, clothes, magazines. Surprisingly, the room was still fairly tidy in an organized chaos.

Since his cool uncle bought him a fender guitar, he'd take his emotion out on that rather than fighting his punch bag. This was mostly because Kuki went through a stage of adoring guitarists. Although he never showed anyone when he played the guitar, and he always had it turned down low so that only he could hear it. Or he'd plug his headphones into one of his giant amps.

He found that with his punch bag, he could only show aggression. Unless he'd sit there holding it tightly and sobbing into it like a girl, which was never going to happen.

But the guitar allowed him to open himself to any emotion he felt, especially as he became more skilled in playing.

He strummed his anger into the guitar and hummed and sang a few words of the tune which he was playing. When he'd let it all out, he gently placed his guitar back into it's original position and collapsed onto his bed with a loud growl, followed by a deep sigh.

Over the next few days Kuki spent almost every waking moment with Numbuh 30c. She'd wake up, go to meet him and either bring him back or not return until later that day. She was happy that she was with Numbuh 30c as he was sweet and loving. And she was also happy that her friends were being supportive and trying to like him. Well, bar Wally, who hadn't spoken to her since she'd came home with him.

She hated it when Wally went into one of his moods for no reason. If he glared at her she'd worry that she'd done something wrong. She didn't understand why he was acting like he did. In the end she just told herself that He'd get over it and talk to her again soon. He always did.

She was right. Soon after he was just as he always had been with her, although if Numbuh 30c was present or there was conversation about him. Then Wally would go all quiet and grumpy again.

The one morning Kuki woke up and walked out of her room.

She walked in to see Wally sitting on the couch, watching TV. He turned and smiled at her then looked back..

After getting herself a hot drink, Kuki joined him on the other couch.

"Where is everyone?" She stretched. "Still in bed?"

"No, they had an early mission and since we didn't wake up for the alarm they left us apparently." He replied, holding up a note written by Numbuh 1.

They sat in silence, until Wally's cell phone rang, he answered it.

"Hello?...Oh, Hey Ben…Na nothing much…Why what's happening tonight?...What!?! Teenage Dirt bags? Where?...Really? I didn't know..-…Yeah…right…Ah, cool!...Seriously?...Wow, you're the best friend ever!...-…Erm, Well Numbuh 3 likes them too. Mind if I bring her along?...Thanks mate…Yeah bye."

He closed his phone with a big smile on his face and looked over at Kuki.

"Hey Numbuh 3, did you know that The Teenage Dirt bags were playing in the park tonight?" He asked.

Kuki looked up at him and shook her head.

"Well Ben's dad gave them the venue and he says that he can hold two tickets for us. We can go and see them then meet them after!" He said, his voice very excited.

"Really?" Kuki laughed.

Wally nodded. "Ben said you can come too if ya want."

Kuki then frowned and gave him a guilty look.

"What?" He asked.

"I told Kurt that go over to his house tonight." She replied.

"Well..Just tell him you can't. You go over to his every day, can't the guy give you a break?" He groaned.

"I can't just blow him off." Kuki told him.

"It's not blowing him off! It's just taking a night off seeing him. It's not like you never get to do it! The teenage dirt bags are only here for one night!" Wally replied.

"But I told him I could. Sorry Wally, it wouldn't be fair."

"Please Kuki. Will you just come? Just for tonight, then I'll never get in the way of your happily ever after again!" He sighed.

"Can you get an extra ticket or something, then we could go, the three of us. It'll be good for you two guys to talk and…"

"I've only got two tickets!"

"Well can't you call Da…Tom…" Kuki started.

"Ben!" Wally reminded her.

"Yeah! Ben, Can't you call Ben and ask for one more ticket?"

"He would have already got them."

"Well can't he get one more?"

"No, they're selling really fast." Wally informed her.

Kuki was now getting infuriated.

"Wally! You just said his dad owns the venue!" She stated. "One person won't make a difference."

"I'm not going with that guy!" Wally yelled at her.

"Why not?"

"Because he's a traitor!"

"Oh! Wally, Can't you just let that go? Everybody else has!" Kuki snapped back at him.

"You know what? Forget it!" Wally stood up. "I'll get Numbuh 2 to come with me! I only asked you 'cause I know you like them!"

With that, Wally stormed out into the corridor and slammed the room of his door shut.

Kuki buried her head in her hands and sobs tears of anger. She then stood up and went to her own room. Neither of them came out until two hours later when the rest of the gang got home.

"Man, Numbuh 5 senses conflict in here!" Abby stated as she walked in. "It's a real negative atmosphere."

Kuki heard them come in and walked out of her room. Then walked down to the living room to meet them. She smiled at Numbuh 5.

"Hey girl, what's been cooking in here?" Abby asked.

"Me and Numbuh 4 had a fight." She sighed sorrowfully. "He wanted me to go to a concert with him tonight but I'm seeing Kurt."

"Ah, man that sucks." Hoagie agreed.

Just as he said that, Wally walked in.

"Not really." He joined in with the conversation. "I still got a spare ticket. Want to come Numbuh 2?"

Hoagie shook his head. "Na, My heads still pounding from the last concert you dragged me to."

"What about you Numbuh 5?" Wally looked at Abby, who waved her hand.

"Na, not Numbuh 5's kind of music."

"Numbuh 1?" Wally inquired with a sigh.

"There's no way I'm going to one of your indie style concerts. I wouldn't go if you paid me." Nigel shook his head.

Wally sighed. "Fine, I'll tell Ben that it's just me."

He opened his cell and put it to his ear as he walked out.

"I feel real guilty now." Kuki told Abby as she watched him walk out.

"He'll get over it. Anyway, you made plans with Kurt first." Abby shrugged.

"Yeah." Kuki replied, still watching after the direction that Wally walked.