aN: THANK YOU for all the AMAZING REVIEWERS! I'm gonna do a short shout out too to the wonderful people who reviewed my 86x60 story 10 things I hate about Numbuh 86 Fanny Fulbruight…guess what I will be making a sequel…10 ways to destroy Numbuh 60 Patton Drivolsky…I'll be posting it maybe later this month still a bit busy but just look forward to it I'll continue my rambling at the end…happy reading

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CHAPTUH 5

Meatballs and nicknames

Chad continued on dragging her unresponsive body even when they were out of view and out of the school grounds. He gently swayed both their hands, finding comfort on her hold, far from the way Rachel's taking all this in. This is absolutely a mistake, this is not happening. Rachel crazily chanted those two phrases in her head as her left eye gave away to the uncontrollable twitch.

Suddenly rational thoughts ceased her panic. She puzzled out the situation in her head, she easily understood what was happening earlier. It was all an act! The reason why she's all riled up is because of how the people who saw that act would react! Hey that rhymed.

She applauded her supreme leader's brave character and devious antics but this was for her personally going too far. She was not a girl who would easily fall for his charming trap, it would probably be less awkward for them if she would just break it off this instant. Why was he still clutching her hand even if they're out of view. There would certainly be a lot of explaining to do but nonetheless it wasn't difficult to fix this misunderstanding. Maybe claiming her numb hand is a good start.

She halted her steps, Chad almost slammed back at her as he got instantly pulled back

"Sir, we should stop now" She peevishly wriggled her hand from his.

"Stop what?" He didn't let go of her hand, he smiled reassuringly. Rachel shook her hand to give him a hint to let go but instead he held it tighter.

"You should stop calling me sir when we're off duty and…since we're dating now" His smile was so dazzling that it may cause a power shortage for the whole city. "I'm not you Supreme commander right now, I'm your boyfriend"

She ducked her head. She couldn't help it. Her deathly pale complexion was washed over by her berry red blush. She stared at both of their linked hands as if it was lethal bomb. "Huh?"

"Weren't you listening earlier" Chad neared her as he slowly lifted her hand to plant a kiss on her knuckle. "…honey"

Then out of impulse, Rachel swatted her hand upward, hitting his nose. Hard.

"Oooowwww!" Chad whimpered from the unexpected sting. He held his nose, tilting his head back.

He was fuming now. "I can't believe it, you just assaulted your Supreme Commander!"

"Well I'm sorry, I thought you weren't my Supreme commander but my boyfriend" She huffed, crossing her arms impatiently over her chest.

"Still it hurts how could you!" The blow was indeed hard it made his nose bruise like a tomato.

They both heatedly glared at each other. "That insane show you did earlier, do you want me to get into a lot of trouble, was it just for fun? just to irritate Blaise? And now you still have the guts to pull your silly irritating act as if I'd pass as your girlfriend!"

Chad's glower faltered, he sighed. "I'm sorry, rach" He ran his warm hand through his hair as he stared at his sneakers. "It was rather selfish of me, I'm really sorry, no I never wanted you to get into trouble, yes it was for fun, yes it was definitely to irritate Blaise…and yes you would definitely pass as my girlfriend, you'll pass with flying—"

Chad stopped blabbering when he casted a glance at Rachel who was definitely not taking the major compliment happily.

"Fine, apology accepted" She chuckled a bit "The look on their faces was definitely deserves Kodak moment"

He laughed along "Yeah and your blushing face was like the cherry on top"

Instead of being affected by his taunts, she laughed harder "Well not as finishing as your tomato nose, oh wait I think it's starting to turn into a plum" Chad could feel his nose throbbing as if it gained I's own pulse. He frowned at her.

Rachel didn't dare continue her gallant laughter when she noted his scrunched up face. She cleared her throat, straightening up with her best emphatic face. "I'm sorry too sir, I didn't mean to— actually that was intentional otherwise I'm truly, sincerely, deeply sorry sir"

His face didn't lighten up. "I told you stop calling me sir"

" Oh again my apologies s—" she hissed the last word. Rachel bit her lip. "Numbuh 274"

Chad raised his brow at her. "call me Chad"

Rachel cocked her head to the side, gazing at her commander as if he had lost his mind. "That sounds too personal s—"She bit her lip once more to stop her from spilling that word.

Chad couldn't help but grunt and roll his eyes to the loyal but stubborn girl in front of him " Well if you insist, how 'bout we make a deal"

An idea sparked his interest as he deviously grinned

"You could call me sir, as long as I could call you honey"

She pinched his nose. Chad recoiled when a jolt of pain shot on his nose. "what was that for!"

"I was just checking if it's broken" She whistled a tune acting all innocent.

"You did that on purpose!" He closed his eyes as the antagonizing pain slowly washed away. Heat rushed on his cheeks as he opened his eyes to find Rachel on her tippy toes and her face so near to him. She was closely examining him with her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. "I think we need some ice on that"

"Yeah my nose thinks so too" Chad turned away as she was back on her feet. "I'm hungry, let's grab something to eat, I bet there's at least one Italian place near here, maybe for some spaghetti"

"I'm not in the mood for spaghetti" Rachel narrowed her golden brows at him. "Why Italian?"

He shrugged his shoulders, digging his hands in his pocket. "I just feel like eating something with tomato sauce or meatballs"

"Meatballs and tomato sauce" Rachel suddenly burst out laughing. She caught her stomach just to cease her outburst into giggles. Chad wondered what was funny, when he saw that it was his nose that received the full undivided attention of the girl. To be honest you couldn't blame the girl, his nose did resembled a tomato and a meatball. He tried to throw her the best glare that he could muster but her contagious laughter made him want to laugh along. That is funny…Stop! You are not going to laugh.

Chad was about to bark a snarky comment at her when he found her sweetly smiling at him. Who could argue with that angelic smile? Seeing this rare opportunity, Rachel forcefully yanked his arm, dragging his whole form almost to the ground. Did I say angelic? Perhaps that was her evil smile?

Her turn to drag him around and he wasn't complaining.

Chad's tummy couldn't help but grumble. The smell of the delicious delectable meals that invaded his poorly bruised nose was enough to make it do so. They were in that Italian restaurant Spinelli's. The place looks awesome, black and white checkered tile floors, spunky neon light chandeliers and seats and tables that were like from a 50's diner. The place was homie but it still had class.

He stopped looking around when Rachel approached him with the ice. Rachel gently tapped his nose with the cold bag. "Does it hurt?'

Chad grabbed the bag from her hand as she sat across him. "It wouldn't hurt that much if you didn't pinch it"

"That was just a pinch" She took the napkin on the table then she folded it nicely on her lap. "Besides why do you have to call me honey?"

Chad smirked. "Well because it reminded me of your endearing eyes and looks, like honey, warm, cute and sweet"

Rachel smiled, who knew that she would hear her supreme leader utter such word. The waitress arrived just in time to cease the awkward feeling. She was friendly to both of them, grinning the whole time, she was waiting for their orders. He said that Chad was a handsome young man. She noticed Rachel's uniform, saying that such an angel was too kind and sweet to go to that school. They we're taking a bit of time to order that's why the lady just left the menu's and asked them to just call her when they were ready to order.

Rachel could have sworn that she heard the woman made a remark about them being an adorable couple. "What do you want, I guess I'm not in the mood for some pasta after all"

They were both looking intently at the menu when they saw something that made their eyes widen."They've got meatball sandwiches!" Both of them exclaimed. Rachel instantly called the waitress, telling her their short order.

When the lady left, Chad grinned. This girl has great taste much like him. "There was the oreos and peanut butter then tekken and now the meatball sandwiches! What's next we the dream of being abducted by aliens!"

Rachel made a small pout "That's way beyond weird" Chad's face dropped, he's not that happy in taking bad comments about his dreams.

Rachel snickered at his reaction. "Cause it's my dream of being abducted by aliens too!" Chad smiled at her amusing enthusiasm. This girl is amazing.

"You know there should be a villain…maybe a mad scientist that would invent a machine that could make it rain meatballs!" Rachel dramatically waved her hands.

"Yeah or maybe alien invaders that uses meatballs for ammo!"

All of a sudden Chad's communicator beeped. Rachel tried not to listen, looking far away as possible but it was hard not to get interested when the girl on the other line kept oooing and squealing. She stretched up across the table and peeked.

When the girl on the other end saw a glimpse of a girl's hair on the screen she screamed and that's when the transmission ended. Rachel was concerned, why was did she just screamed. She stood alert and serious "Sir, Is she ok? What happened?"

Chad scooted away, he was worried that Rachel might have overheard the irritating girl's comments. The girl really was irritating, she kept insisting that the secret reason for his undertime and day- off was because he's on a date with his crush! Not true! Well not entirely…

"That was nothing, Rach. Numbuh 41 just relayed me the statistics for the moonbase operative performance, well it seems that they are always in a drastic mood on Mondays"

She didn't pressed on further. "I see"

"Wait! I know it now!" Chad jumped from his seat as Rachel startlingly stated. Crud! What if she did overheard the conversation!

"Meatballs!"

"we could declare meatball Mondays, everyone loves meatballs! I wouldn't be surprised if they would even check in early for lunch, heck even I would visit moonbase! Not only that, it would also result to better work performance with all the heavy protein to replace all the nachos and sweets they've been eating." She declared her moving proposition in one breath.

Chad's brows almost disappeared up his hairline, his face a mixture of stun and awe. Have I ever told you how amazing this girl is…seriously, just amazing. Who could have ever perceived such a fantastic idea with that use of a ball of meat.

"WOW! That's an incredible idea, simple but effectual, it holds lots of potential, rach…you have one brilliant mind under that pretty little head of yours" Chad beamed as he lightly ruffled her hair.

"Thank you sir" Rachel bowed her blushing pretty head from her commander's view.

Tsk tsk tsk "hey rach did you just call me sir again?" She chose not to answer, she might slip the s word again.

"Well if you keep calling me sir, I have to find a new nickname for you…how does T- mac sounds"

"Did you just used the T" Chad cringed at the way she glared at him. "I can't decide whether you're referring to me as a burger or as a wrestler?"

"Hey it sounds cool!" He rested his chin on his palm, tapping his fingers on the red polished table.

"Mackie"

"How about Zie"

"Rachy"

"Eeeeeww! I sound itchy and you sound clingy! Please stop with the nicknames!" Rachel tried to hold on with what patience she has left for her leader.

"Ken! From your Mckenzie"

Let's see how he likes getting nicknames.

"You can call me Ken if I can call you Barbie…wait no Chadbie"

She is so on a roll. When did I ever sucked in getting even. She smirked deviously

"Chaderella"

Chad snapped his head to her. Did she really just called him that, no one has ever called him that taunting nickname since he was in the CND. "What did you just call me?"

She attempted a stiff cough to cover up her chuckle. "Nothing"

She coughed again, almost inaudibly saying the word "chaderella" it was so fast that Chad barely heard it. That nickname was definitely not for him, it didn't even suit any aspect of him as Chad Dickson the great Supreme Leader of the KND. It's all wrong! Once I tell you! Only once did he chose.. I mean was forced to wear a dress!

Chad was under a trance of his horrifying but hilarious nostalgic experience when Rachel snapped her fingers in front of him.

She sighed "Let's stop with the nicknames, you already got one for me remember"

"What?" Chad pursed his lips wondering what she was talking about.

"You always call me Rach, I hate it when people call me that, it sounds all wrong, but it seems when you call me that, it sounds just right…and as far as I know I'm the only operative that you call by a nickname" Rachel swiveled her feet under the table, she mentally slapped herself when she replayed her words in her head. That sounded so…so…ugggh! I don't know!

"Special…" Chad had a smug grin on his lips. " Cause your special Rach…" He loves it when he renders his stern and calculating operative speechless. "And it seems…as I've heard from earlier…that I'm special too" If it was possible the grin was even wider than before.

"Almost…Blaise calls me Rach too"

"Blaise, the teenager, how do you even know him? Was he your ex! Tell me right now Mckenzie or I'll—" Chad seemed like an angry father, with both his hands on his hips and his brows submerged in a deep line.

"I see green people" Rachel rolled her eyes.

His head did a weir 60 degree turn on both sides. "what aliens— don't change the topic"

"No…people green with envy" Rachel teasingly whispered.

"I am not…I'm just concerned— ummmh…what I meant was that I'm just curious on how you've become friends with a teenager"

"I'll tell you the story" She smiled, a smile that held his interest for the mystery.

"Who says we're just friends?"

Before Chad could get into under fit of snappy hysterics the waitress appeared with their meatball sandwiches.

aN: A bit of a cliff hanger, Rachel's gonna tell Chad in the next Chapter how she met Blaise..haha…AfinalSetofLimbs (still love the name, why didn't I think of that…your review made my day) NICAGURL (YEEEESSSS! I've read Before Dishonor back when I didn't even have my own account, that story was FREAKING AMAZING! I fail in comparison to Synaptic firefly! XD…It's safe to say that it anchored the 362x274 ship…just one thing though, I'm not hearing much from Synaptic Firefly, I really wish she could update, I miss her stories ) FieldxHockeyx14 (Mon Ami! next chaps for you, thank you very much for the great ideas! I'm glad that you liked Blaise)…and MaxadnFang101 (My god! When I read your review it took me 15 minutes to fully recover, I just stared at the screen wondering how to insert aliens and meatball from the sky in the story, well sorry if it didn't match much with what you have in mind, I really tried… love the interesting review…..Comments, Suggestion and Violent reactions are welcome…Please Read and Review

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