Our Lawyer Made Us Change the Name of this Song so We Wouldn't Get Sued.

"I know! And I was like WOOOSH! Stage dive!" giggles erupted passed an over enthusiastic nineteen, almost twenty, year old girl.

She was sitting in the back of an ambulance, her arm wrapped with a blood pressure gauge and a thermometer in her mouth. She kept talking, so the device was not getting any reads. Police were dragging off 'Assault.' It was like he wanted to be arrested. Known hero Forcewave had saved the day again. Help from Bliss, and 'Captain Caveman' also brought Girl Alive! to safety. A mystery heroin joined the scene in black and gold with hair as white as snow. She did not steal the spotlight, but she was definitely a sight for sore eyes.

Tyuki was proud of herself, and of her mysterious half. She silently cheered on the inside, but boasted about how awesome the heroes were. It took the paramedics wrenching her away from the news cameras to even get a chance to check her out. She had little to no injuries, but that was going to be obvious. She could heal herself! She was sure not to heal everything, cause that would be too suspicious. She had a gash along her arm, but it was nothing she couldn't fix up later. They cleaned it and put a large bandaid on it, though. She thanked the paramedics and stepped down from the ambulance, a blanket around of her shoulders.

"Man, I have no idea why they even gave me this thing. Do I look like I'm in shock?" and then more giggles erupted.

"You're scaring me, Tye. I'm heading with the others back to the hotel... You coming?" asked a very nervous Bonnie.

"Nah. I'm gonna wait around and see if my friend is still here."

And so she did. She wandered in between the reporters, police officers, and other ambulances until she spotted the back of his head.

"John!" Her voice was lost by the noise.

Grabbing her cell phone, she scrolled down to his name and shot him a text. Hey buttface. Turn around.

Hitting send, she kept walking until she was right behind of him.

"Boo!"

After what had to be the most exciting concert ever. The performance may not have been the greatest but the events that occurred during it made it a night to remember. Tomorrow's headlines are probably going to read something like "Attack at concert." Or "Metahumans attack a concert." or whatever. Unfortunately there were casualties, though not too many. The presence of those that fought off the two people responsible for all this mess kept things from becoming a bloody massacre. John had only just gotten out of their after having gone and changed back into regular clothes. Thinking about the people who had stopped all that crazy stuff he wondered where Darren had been at. Seriously, did he just leave early or something? That kid probably would have loved to take part in that fight.

"Just what was the point of all that? What were they after? John wondered as he saw the cop car that had the captured one drive off in the distance. That one woman, the one who controlled all those plants had escaped. At least one had been captured. Who knows where that will go from here. The plant lady will probably break him out though. It depends on the nature of their working relationship. Oh no, this could totally happen again. Maybe even at the very next concert. If those two were really determined to kidnap her like the now arrested guy had said loud enough for it to be caught on the microphone then the danger had not ceased. At least Gwharr and the others would be around. That is one impressive bodyguard unit.

John was still outside as the crowd was mostly gone and all that really remained were the police officers, ambulance crew and reporters, along with those that were being treated for injuries and the like. John had just gotten out of a checkup a few minutes ago. He had been treated for a few scraps and bruises. Mainly from that one fall he had taken. He had been cleared and let go. Now John was just waiting near the backstage exit well because he had been a backstage guest. This would a great thing to have to explain. He could just imagine telling somebody "I'm not letting an attack on the concert stop me from meeting the band." All while holding up the pass.

His phone's message alert went off and he didn't even hear it until that one loud note at the end. He pulled it out of the back of his jeans and checked to see who was texting him. The thing on the screen indicated that it was from Tyuki. As he clicked to read the message he heard a voice from directly behind him that nearly caused him to drop the phone. He turned to see Tyuki there. "Hey. Hey, are you like, okay?" he asked her with concern. He was relieved to see that she looked fine though.

Well she was definitely okay. That was good to know. John didn't have to worry about her, or be too nice because she was asking for it. "Yeah because sneaking up on someone and going 'boo' isn't trying to scare them. Though it is good to see you're okay after all that." he told her with utter sarcasm in his voice before finishing with honest relief being heard.

"Oh no, I'm good." He said as he declined the shock blanket she was offering. "But yeah. This was crazy. I mean the attacks at the mall and cafe were one thing, the people at the mall were all spread out in a large building and there was like nobody at that cafe, but at a concert. All those people that were here to witness it. This time there were even superhumans involved. Last time it was just a bunch of guys with guns. You think it's the same people responsible? It probably is. Same motivation and all the like." He stammered off at the end. Ugh, this conversation was just so depressing. He didn't even want to think about it.

John looked down at his phone to check the message as he listened to her speak again. She asked about them going to get something to eat. Sure he had eaten before the show, but all the excitement had dealt with that meal. He was already a bit hungry again, and very thirsty. A drink, yeah he definitely needed a drink. "Sure, where you wanna go and-" he had just read the message. "You're a jerk you know that?" he said half amused, half upset. "Get that smile off your face. It's not funny." Now he was really starting to be amused.

"Uh-huh" John went while fighting back the urge to just roll his eyes. "Meeting me? What?" he asked all flustered as they got to walking to whatever restaurant they were going to. Didn't he pass by a nearby one on the way in? Wait, were they even walking towards the parking lot? Isn't it the other way? Just where were they going?

"Yeah I know. He just walked up on stage and told you what he was doing. Then there were all those plants everywhere and people screaming and panicking. I got caught by a stampede of people trying to flee."

That text message was just not funny. Where the hell she'd come up with that word? Wait, what did she just say. "Oh look out." he tried to warn her as she was about to bump right into somebody because she was walking backwards. Too late though. It was some guy with a camera. "Oh crap, Paparazzi. Ugh" John thought dreadfully. Of course the paparazzi guy recognized her instantly, and just like they were known to do the complete harrassment came immediately.

She was probably freaking out more than he was at this. The flash photography would be the worst. Those lights were just blinding even during the day. "Yes, go now. Go." he replied all disturbed and such. This is not a good place to be. They got to running to get the hell away from those paparazzi nutjobs. They ran and ran for a good amount of time. By the time they stopped the concert hall was out of sight. "Yeah." Takes a deep breath."I think we lost them." He gave her two thumbs up as he was breathing heavily "We're safe now. Totally. Oh, what a long night this is." He looked up and down the street to see what was around and spotted a restaurant nearby. "Hey, look. It's somewhere we can eat. Doesn't look like there's too many people in there, but it's definitely open. You wanna try it out?" He asked of her.

John went from breathing heavily from just having ran really fast to get away from annoying paparazzi people to smirking and giggling at what Tyuki just did. That weird finger snapping thing some girls did to express attitude was always hilarious to see. Does anyone actually think they'll be taken seriously when they do that? Oh, he really wanted to go sit down now. Get a drink too. He was getting thirsty. As he started to walk towards the restaurant that they had agreed on, Tyuki walked ahead of him and grabbed his hand to bring him towards it along with her. John was finding himself blushing a bit as they walked to the restaurant.

They got to the door and just as John was about to step forward and open the door for her she was already entering. "Oh, I was about to get that for you." He tried to let her know. He wasn't sure if she even heard him though. It wasn't even spoken that loudly. They walked and John quickly saw that this place was not what he expected it to be. Wow, it was a really fancy joint, and they looked like anything but. Their clothes made them look out of place enough as is. The fact that they were dirty and torn just made it even more obvious. They were going to be drawing a lot of shifty looks.

Some shock was clearly shown on the receptionist's face when she saw them. The bigger shock though belonged to John himself when he heard what Tyuki said to the receptionist. "Boyfriend? What?" he thought. "Why'd she just call me that?" He was still thinking about this as he pulled out his own ID and showed it to the receptionist as well. The receptionist called over a waiter to show them to their seats.

Once they had sat down and the waiter had gone to get their drinks he asked her about that. "So um, why did you call me your boyfriend?" he asked of her looking completely confused. Sure he wouldn't mind dating her. She was a delight to hang out with after all. Wait, why was he thinking this? He couldn't be actually growing to like her like that could he?

They were sitting in a really fancy restaurant in dirty and torn clothes with people having glanced at them on their way over to the table. That was not what was making things so awkward for them. It was the conversation they were having. All should be going alright, but it wasn't. This should be a good time to relax after that harrowing ordeal back at the concert hall. Instead it was turning into something that increasingly awkward with each word spoken between them. This is like a scene from a teen romance movie. Is that what was happening here? Oh he just couldn't stop thinking about this.

He had asked her why she had referred to him as her boyfriend. Her answer was not helping the situation. He wanted to tell her about the difference between a boyfriend and a boy who just happens to be a girl's friend, but he couldn't find the nerve to say anything. "Yeah, I get it, yeah." he said trying to lighten the mood a bit. He didn't think it worked. Like, not at all.

John took a drink from his glass of water. It was just then that he realized how dehydrated he had felt. The water really helped with how hot under the collar he felt. Was that the phrase people used? Seems right. He opened the menu and looked down at it. He was using his left hand to flip through the pages as his right hand had found itself stretched out on the table towards Tyuki. He didn't want to have to look at her right now. Not after having just seen her blushing so badly her face was as red as red can be. John could tell that she felt more embarrassed by all this than he did.

All of the selections in the menu definitely fitted a fancy joint such as this. This cooked like that and mixed with this other and topped with these spices with these as the sides. Where do people come up with these combinations of foods to have for a meal? John was having a hard time deciding what to order. Like he was even going to be able to eat at this rate. Even drinking was proving to be a burden despite how thirsty he was. He took another sip to try and ease himself. This night was full of unexpected events. What else would happen? Just where would this lead?

John glanced up from the menu for a second to look at her real quickly. Tyuki was still blushing a bit. He thought she looked kind of cute. A tiny awkward smile was on his face as he looked down back at the menu. First he needed to decide what he wanted to order. Get that over with already. Perhaps he would have an easier time thinking with something to eat available. Looking through the options once more found him something he might like.

The message tone on his phone grabbed his attention. Who could that be at a time like this. He let go of the menu and withdrew the phone. The message was from Tyuki. Did she have something to say to him that she couldn't do by just telling him? Oh, what did it say? John hastily opened the message and began to read it. It did not seem like something she had mean't to send him. She was asking for advice on what to do about the very awkward situation that they were in. She must have sent it to him by mistake. Was he the only one it got sent to. This was just so difficult. Should he tell her he got the message? She would probably like, die of embarrassment or something if he did. He had to say something to ease the tension. But what?

Finally somebody spoke. It was about what they were gonna order rather than, you know. "Uh, I think I'm going to get the apple-cranberry stuffed pork chops. Maybe some mashed potatoes on the side I guess." he responded. As he was answering her question he noticed that his right hand was still stretched out towards her. Oh why was that still there? He was kind of hoping she would grab it because it might give him some idea of what to do next, but at the same time it was just so embarrassing. "Just, leave it there for now. It'll be fine." he thought to himself. It didn't matter all too much what happened from here. If something came from this then it did. If not then at least they'll still be friends and can laugh about this night. Hopefully it doesn't ruin their friendship. That would just be awful.

"Yeah, it does sound good. Hope it also tastes good. I've never tried it before." he told her as nonchalant as he could. John took a quick peek at the dessert menu. Hello, this one thing looked delicious. He should remember the name of it later if he still had room for it. Suppressing a grin at the sound of her trying to beatbox, he looked up when the waiter arrived ready to order. Placing the order for the food was the only thing he would accomplish at this rate. He looked back at the menu one last time to remember exactly what he was ordering. As he did so he felt a sensation in his right hand. He looked up to see what was going on and, and she, she had actually grabbed it. He smiled a bit as he blushed. Her hand was also quite rough. Callouses were all over it. Probably from the guitar playing even though she had the ability to heal herself.

When it came time to order he did it rather quickly. "I'll take the apple-cranberry stuffed pork chops, and I'll have some mashed potatoes on the side. Please and thank you." He told the waiter as he picked up the menu and handed it to him with his left hand. His right hand was gently clenching hers. Once the orders were placed the waiter left to hand it over to the cooks.

Once the waiter had left he started absentmindedly tickling Tyuki's palm. He looked over at her expecting her to start giggling or something. He grabbed his glass of water and drank it until it nearly empty. He was now in definite need of a refill.

At first it was nothing until Tyuki had called him her boyfriend. The receptionist, waiter and some other patrons were probably under the impression that they were dating. Right now, John was starting to feel like they would soon be. If they hadn't started already without them even noticing it.