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Dot helped me choose my clothes, as usual. "I'd have to guess you want to impress him more, now you two are actually together." she said. And I hated to admit it, but she was absolutely right. When you liked a guy as much as I did, you really wanted to impress him.

But Dot didn't wait for an answer. "You should wear blue." she continued. "Same as your eye colour, plus, blue is really pretty with blonde hair."

"What about the style?" I asked.

Dot smirked. "If I know my brother, he'll want you to be showing a lot of skin."

I sighed. "I'm thinking I better do his job here." I turned myself to toon form, then popped up, blew a kiss to the nonexistent audience, and tried a "Goodnight, everybody." Then I turned myself back into human form. "I can't do it properly."

"Good effort, though." Dot said brightly. "Anyway, I thought a low-cut top and shorts would work." She pulled out a tight blue V-neck top that would emphasize my C-cup. Unfortunately, as I thought, it would probably make my stomach stick out, too. But when I tried it on, it, of course, looked perfect on me. As for the shorts, I wore my pink denim, and they looked surprisingly nice.

This time, the date wasn't as low-key as the last. We went to a dance club (me in toon form), and, well, some of the time we ended up dancing with people we didn't even know. Actually, one of them, who was really pretty with long dark hair and blue eyes made me feel a little nervous. I was no stranger to the fact that the Warner brothers were flirts, and I really did not want to have MY boyfriend flirting with another girl.

Much to my surprise, Yakko didn't even pay any attention to another girl. His eyes were on me all night, and I couldn't help but love the attention I was getting.

The best part of the night was the one time a slower song came on – some song I didn't know. We immediately began dancing in the proper position, with one of my hands on his shoulder, and the other holding his hand. I hadn't danced that way since we learned ballroom dancing as part of a PE assignment in school, and then, I hadn't bothered to even look at whoever I danced with. Unlike Jasmine, who was the stereotypical leader of the cheerleading squad (that means beautiful and snobby), boys weren't desperate to dance with me.

But this was different. I actually knew, and liked the boy I was dancing with. It was electric. Our eyes were on each

other the whole time.

Finally, the song ended, but the way I was feeling didn't. Yakko didn't let go of my hand as we left the dance club and got back into the car.

Neither of us talked as he drove to the restaurant, which was weird, especially for him. I gasped when I saw it, breaking my silence. "A Vietnamese restaurant? How could you tell that I wanted some kind of Asian cuisine?"

Yakko laughed. "Come on, let's go in."

It was a great place, but I continued to ask the question. "How do you do it, Yakko Warner? How can you read me so well?"

"Seriously, Princess Alexandra, I know you better than you want to admit."

"Maybe so, but no one else can read me that way."

"Guess I'm just special that way."

When we got back to the hotel, I immediately told Dot everything she'd want to know, just so I had a few minutes left before I got too tired.

Wakko and Dot gave us an hour in mine and Dot's room to hang out. We started off just talking, and having an actual regular conversation. It was the type of thing I'd talk about with my guy friends. But after the first fifteen minutes, we did...well, what a boy and girl do at the beginning of their relationship. Kiss, snog, you know the basics. But really, Yakko was more forward than the average boy, and when I was a toon, my inhibitions were lowered, and I didn't know why. So I didn't protest half an hour after we'd gone to the room, when we slowly came to a lying position on my bed, him at the top. We didn't go that far, but I hadn't expected my first real make-out session so soon into the dates. But it happened, and it was...

Well, to tell the truth, I'd never thought about what it might be like. But it was amazing. Even mind-blowing. Even though the kisses had been intoxicating, I didn't expect heated kisses, everywhere above my chest, and a boy's arms around me to feel this good. I could hardly think straight. Only a few coherent thoughts came to mind:

How far will this go?

I think I do love him.

All that can control this, please don't have it stopping anytime soon.

I didn't even talk the whole time. Maybe I did voice something, I can't remember. All I remember was the way it felt...as if it was heaven. I hung on to the hope that there would be more of those to come.

When Yakko finally broke away, he laughed at the way I looked. "Guess I don't have to ask how that was."

I finally found my voice. "Come on, you don't have to tease me. You did that enough already." I said in a whisper, but that line made both of us laugh.

Yakko blew a kiss to the audience, as I had earlier that day. "Goodnight everybody!"

"Why do you say that particular line?" I asked, suddenly inspired.

Yakko shrugged. "People that are up at nighttime stay up late, and that's when the adult shows come on. Adult shows have adult jokes, so I guess that's where it comes from." Suddenly, he glanced up, looking a little bit...shy? I don't know. "By the way, if you're still going to keep this from your parents, you might wanna wear something with a high collar tomorrow."

I rushed to the mirror, and I had to turn myself back to human to understand, since the fur hid my skin. A purple bruise was on the side of my neck. I shrugged, not complaining. A hickey was not at the top of my list of fears, and besides, it had felt so good while it lasted. "I'll ask Dot to do something with my hair that'll hide it. No big deal."

Yakko grinned back at me. "Well, goodnight, Princess Alexandra."

I finally started to realize why that name had stopped annoying me. It was because, whenever Yakko and I were alone, I felt like a princess. And I couldn't deny it any longer: Dot was right. I was totally, completely, unconditionally in love with Yakko Warner.

Yay, Alex finally admits it! That was intense, huh? I actually expected this chapter to be short, but then I added on the make-out description and the conversation after. Yeah, it's a little rushed, but come on, I can't imagine Yakko Warner taking a relationship slowly. Please, please, please review! I'm hoping to break 100 by this time next month.