Disclaimer: This is a non-profit fanfic. I write just for fun and screw up the English language in which it's my 3rd language and I'm not, as of yet, improving.

Welcome to Part 5 people! Have fun reading.

While Ray and Kenny where tasked outside to do lookout for any sight of Hilary. Max was putting the finishing touches on Tyson's wig they just bought. They bought 2 wigs at the store that matches the grooms' hair and glued them together. The blonde puts down the scissors and was satisfied at the result "Okay, this perfect. Hilary won't even notice a thing. As long as you keep your back turn."

Tyson looks at the mirror, it wasn't identical to the two toned hair of their friend but it was close enough to might actually fool Hilary. Tyson praised Max for his efforts "Good work Max! Now I'm going to practice my Kai impersonation."

His phone rang, it was one of the Russians. Tyson hoped they had luck looking for Kai, he was then on the phone talking to Bryan. He got excited when he was told they have located the missing groom. "Really?! you found him? that's great news!" His face formed a frown when he was told on the bad news "Oh, oh... this is bad. How the hell did he ended up with the Yakuza?" All Tyson can think of now is how would Hilary will do to him if she ever find out about this. The bride-to-be will surely kill him, slowly and painfully.

"Alright, this is what were going to do. Meet us back at the hotel, from there we'll plan out how we will rescue Kai. In the meantime, I need to stall Hilary. Were at Kai's apartment right now so wait for us."

"Tyson, what did they say? and what's this about the Yakuza?" Max asked curiously.

"I'll tell you later once were back at the hotel. Right now we need to keep this a secret from Hilary."

Max nods in understanding, there was little time to explain and Hilary could be here any minute. He has to make sure Tyson will look sickly as possible. The former champion hopes that this day couldn't get any worse...

"Guys! she's here!" Ray rushed inside and slams the door quickly in his panic, there was an 'ouch!' that followed after and Kenny opens the door with his hand rubbing his injured nose. Ray apologizes, "Sorry, I panicked."

They turned off all the lights, Tyson adjusted his wig and lay in bed with his back turned behind the door while the rest hid in the closet. Hilary came in and wonders why her boyfriends' apartment was dark. She called out for him to see if he was home "Kai?"

There was no answer. She headed towards his room, from there she found his silhouette body covered in a large blanket. Tyson felt the bed moving when Hilary sat and gently nudge him on the shoulder, "Kai, are you alright?" Hilary notice a slight change, his hair looked messier and odd. But she just shrugs it off and figures he was really this sick.

'Oh man, I hope this works' Tyson began his Kai imitation, he gave a little cough and responds with Kai's trademark "Hn."

He fail to notice a sly smirk on Hilary's face since she was behind him, "You know..." He felt her slid her arms around his stomach and her petite body pressed against his back. This made Tyson sweating and heating up uncontrollably. Tyson blames the alcohol they just had a few hours earlier and was still in his system, it made him not thinking straight and all he could think is, since when did Hilary finally grew some boobs?

'Oh my God! I can feel her breast pressed against my back!' Tyson internally chanted to think of unsexy thoughts, like, Mr. Dickenson in a Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini. Oh the horror...

"We could move the wedding until you get better. I don't want to feel disappointed on our wedding night in your condition. What do you think?" She pressed herself against him even hard, making Tyson blushing red and causing his body temperature to heat up really bad 'Is she really this flirty when she's alone with Kai?' To avoid of getting an eventual boner, Tyson tries to push her away in a gentle Kai-ish way as possible.

"That's fine. Hilary, can you not get closer to me? you might get sick too"

Miraculously it worked, "Okay. By the way, Kai have you eaten dinner yet?" Hilary asked

"No"

"Good! then I shall cook you some rice porridge to make you feel better"

Tyson turned pale.

Hilary merrily went her way to the small kitchen to fix her boyfriend/fiance' some homemade rice porridge. While she was busy on the other side, Tyson mentally debates on whether or not this was a good idea. He asks his friends hiding in the closet for help. "Guys, she's cooking dinner! what should I do?"

Ray, Max and Kenny each gave him words of encouragement.

"You can do it Tyson!"

"Stick to the plan Tyson. You can survive this."

"This is the only way Tyson"

If only that was easy. This IS Hilary's cooking they were talking about. It's lethal, it's a health hazard, the victim would spend many trips to the bathroom and probably live there until the duration of the stomach healing itself. Tyson knows, he's been there already during their teen years and he was trying to woo her at that time but at least he was nice enough to tell her she suck at cooking. He would wonder how Kai survived in his very long relationship with Hilary. Maybe his stomach has already grown immune to her cooking. Why else would Hilary cook for him?

There was a loud explosion.

Hilary yelled from the kitchen" It's almost ready Kai. I just need to put some seasoning in it."

Tyson pleadingly looks at the rest of his friends for help but there was nothing they could do to help him in this scenario. He let out a small whimper when Hilary entered the room. He lies down on the bed with his back turned so Hilary won't see his face when she turned on the lights "Sit up Kai, let me feed you."

Instantly, he internally panics 'Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!...' then he thought up a perfect excuse. "I'm not hungry."

'Yes! I'm a genius.'

Hilary pouted, "but I made this for you"

"Oh no, she's guilt tripping him. There's no way of escape" Ray whispered, he should know since he has this kind of relationship with Mariah. The guys who are hiding in the closet started cursing quietly at their bad luck.

"I'll eat it later Hils. Just put it near the table lamp."

"but it'll get cold"

"I'll reheat it in the oven"

"but I like watching you eat my food"

'DAMMIT!' Tyson gave Hilary credit for being persistent.

This time Hilary was getting frustrated "Kai turn around and look at me when were talking."

"I rather not let you get sick with my germs"

"Kai, I've known you for a long time. Stop being stubborn and eat your food! If you don't, I'll have to force feed you." with her special porridge of doom in hand, grabs Tyson by the shoulder and straddles him. The both of them are staring each other face to face. Hilary blinked, Tyson was sweating nervously.

There was a moment silence.

It took time for Hilary to register that this person who she thought was her boyfriend/ fiance', whom she was just flirted and cuddled earlier was none other than the best man, Tyson. She instantly turned red in embarrassment at her previous actions and got off the bed. Wondering why Tyson was disguising as Kai, she asks angrily "What the hell are you doing!? and why are you disguising as Kai? Is this some kind of prank!?"

There was no use of hiding it anymore. It was time to tell the truth.

They all explained their out of control Bachelor party and waited for Hilary to unleash her wrath upon them after they are done finishing their story.

"YOU DID WHAT!?"

Tyson tries calming her down "Don't worry, we'll find a way to save him"

"WERE SUPPOSED TO GET MARRIED TOMORROW YOU IDIOT!"

"Hils, I know you're upset. So please calm down"

"I'LL MURDER YOU!"

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

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Will Tyson be alive next chapter? (Of course he will!) The next chapter will be... Operation: Save Kai from getting married to the Yakuza princess!

(A/N): In every of my stories, Hilary's horrible cooking is a running gag, I constantly ignore Daichi, Tyson is the lovable idiot hero, and if you believe it or not every Story I posted is loosely connected to each other. All except those cracks.

Anyways, I would like to thank the Reviewers and the occasional Readers for being patient with me.