From: [email-masked] (Paolo Valladolid)

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

        FUGAWARI ORANGE STREET
        A KOR universe fanfic
        By FOS Project <TC.GD.DL.PV.JW>
        http://waynesworld.ucsd.edu/ICR/users/pvallado/fos/fos.html
        ftp server.berkeley.edu /pub/anime/KOR/fanfic/FOS/

Introduction:

Fugawari Orange Street is a new fanfic series set in the world of 
Kimagure Orange Road.  Its origin was a simple message on the KOR mailing 
list, which somehow evolved into a discussion of what might have happened 
to the original characters.  Specific comments about Kazuya, and the 
mention that he is probably around the age Kyousuke was during KOR, led 
to the proposal of creating a fanfic to follow him as he travels through 
Kouryou High School. 

FOS is set in the manga universe, and attempts to follow its specific 
details and timeline as closely as possible.  However, details on 
characters other than KOR's Big Three are sketchy, and ten years have 
passed since we last saw these characters.  If you disagree with the 
liberties we've taken, send us comments.  For convenience's sake, send 
comments to the main author, for this episode [email-masked].

FOS was originally to be released biweekly, in real time.  However, the 
real world has impeded these lofty plans.  In any case, we will continue to 
set stories two weeks apart, and we hope you'll read this episode and all 
which eventually follow.

As is the case with many fanfic series, {word} represents thoughts and 
[word] represents action within script dialog.  |Word| represents English 
dialog.

Note: The school uniform described below was the high school uniform
worn by boys at Kouryou at the high school level in the KOR manga.
The KOR TV series took place during the junior high years.  Therefore,
the high school uniforms were never seen in the TV series.

Fugawari Orange Street is based on the characters and situations of
Kimagure Orange Road, created by and copyright of Izumi Matsumoto; new
characters and situations created by and copyright of Tony Chen, Greg
Dreher, Daniel Lee, Paolo Valladolid, and Jeoff Wilks.  Episode text
copyright of Greg Dreher .  Any use of copyrighted or trademarked
material should not be construed as a challenge to these statuses.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------

EPISODE 1     "Surprise Problem: Parties and Powers Don't Mix"

Kazuya took a deep breath of the clear, crisp morning air.  Now that he
was a first-year student of Kouryou High School, he was dressed in the
standard Kouryou High boys' uniform consisting of a white shirt, black
slacks, black necktie, and coat bearing the high school emblem.  He 
hesitated for a moment at the gate, staring at the white walls of the school 
building.  While some of the older teachers - in addition to members of his 
own family and his boss at his part-time job- had commented on his amazing 
physical resemblance to his older cousin Kyousuke when he was around the
same age, Kazuya's appearance did have at least one distinctive feature.
His eyes had a mischievous glint which hinted at his past as the school's 
resident king of practical jokes.  Kazuya wasn't carrying just the standard
book bag this morning; the nicely-wrapped gift package in his other hand 
indicated that he had in mind something far more serious than any of the
practical jokes of his past.  

Staring at the clear wall helped him focus his thoughts.  "1996.  One month 
into a new year, with all of a new year's new possibilities.  But with 1995 
gone, one less year to finally do something I must."  He clenched the 
package tighter, and thrust it forward.
 
"Emi, this is for you!"

Kazuya blushed as he realized he vocalized his thoughts again.  Looking 
around, he breathed a sigh of relief.  There was no one around this early 
on a Tuesday morning.

Kazuya entered the school building and began walking through the halls.  
He knew Shimada Emi would be here.  A perennial overachiever, she seemed 
to be forever occupied, both before and after classes, with many clubs 
and school activities.  Making sure he wasn't speaking this time, he went 
through a mental checklist.  "Let's see, Emi is probably handling some of her
student council duties this morning."  He looked in one classroom.  "Not 
there.  Now, it's probably too early for any of her clubs to be meeting.  
So...." A flash of inspiration hit him as he approached classroom 1-D.  "Aha! 

Grading papers for Yuji-sensei again?  Che, is there anything she doesn't 
do?"  Sure enough, the object of Kazuya's search was there, currently 
the lone occupant of 1-D.  

Shimada Emi was the most beautiful girl Kazuya had ever seen at Kouryou High.
Even when dressed in the standard Kouryou High girls' uniform, Emi easily
stood
out with her neatly-styled coiffure and an aura of supreme confidence.  It was

for Emi that Kazuya had sworn to give up one of his favorite past-times and 
become a more respectable young adult.  He placed the gift between himself 
and his bag and entered the classroom.

Kazuya: Ohayou, Shimada-san!

Emi: Ohayou, Kasuga-kun!  What, detention this early in the morning?

Kazuya: Hmph.  Not at all.  I'll have you know that... 

All the confidence he had built up before entering the room began to ebb
from his body as he thought to himself, "It's already the fifth week of 
the new year!  I can't keep giving myself excuses not to confront Emi,
considering that this was supposed to be a Christmas gift!" He grimaced 
slightly, and continued.

Kazuya: ...I'm here to give you this.

Emi: Huh?  Nani? [Opening the gift] A calligraphy set?

Kazuya: Yeah, I always see you drawing and writing before class begins,
and I saw this, and....

Emi: What, trying to get your grade changed before I hand them over to
Yuji-sensei?

Kazuya: {She's just trying to laugh it off.  Gotta think of a comeback..}
... and I figured if you're going to have any chance of winning the election
for student body president, you're going to need some rea-a-a-lly nice fliers.

Emi: [Opens the box of pens] Hmpf. [She takes one pen out and holds
it aloft] Everyone knows that I, Shimada Emi, was born to move from 
student council president to student body president.

Kazuya: Vice-President Towa might disagree, along with the rest of the
rising senior class.  Well, I'm going to get to homeroom.  Ja ne!

Emi: Wait, Kasuga-kun!  I have a gift for you.

Kazuya: Y-you do?

Emi: Uh-huh! [She tosses him a balled-up piece of paper]

Kazuya unfolded the paper.  On it was written nothing more than the 
formula "y=ax+b".

Emi: You know, maybe if you had this little cheat sheet, you would have a
slight chance of equalling me on exams!

Kazuya grimaced as he once again turned away and headed for homeroom.

 * * *

Following homeroom, Kazuya was back in room 1-D.  He sat here, staring 
blankly at the paper Emi gave him.  Emi was sitting two desks to Kazuya's 
right.  She smiled, looking at the gift she had just received from Kazuya.  
As other students entered the class, he stared intently at Emi.

Kazuya: {What can I do, what must I do to truly impress her?  I finally
give her a nice, heartfelt gift, and she laughs it off.} [Noticing she's
smiling] {Or was it just her little "superior" act?  I should find out.}
[Starts to focus his telepathy Power, then stops] {No!  I shouldn't.} 
[Thinks blankly] {But I'm at a complete loss of ideas on what to do
otherwise.}

Emi: [simultaneously] {That Kasuga-kun. I head up Student Council, he joins
Student Council.  He hasn't tried to follow me onto the girls' volleyball
team, but he'll probably try!  He tries to be around me all the time. 
It's like he wants to date me.  But if he doesn't say that, how can I say
no?  In any case...}

Kazuya concentrated on his telepathy power, starting to pick up Emi's 
thoughts.

Emi: {...that was a really nice gift he gave me!  I'm glad I decided to
host his surprise birthday party.  He probably doesn't know I even know
tomorrow's his birthday.  But he certainly will never expect a party at my 
place!  When he enters my apartment at 6:00 sharp, he'll be quite 
surprised, or my name isn't...}

Kazuya: [smiling] {She really does like me!  A party!  Of course, she
could never surprise me, but...}

Kazuya was interrupted by a gentle touch on his shoulder. He turned to
face a short-haired brunette that most other guys would have considered
cute. It was his best friend and partner-in-crime Maiko, whom he had known
since early childhood.

Maiko: Kazu-kun?  Stop daydreaming!  Class is about to start.

Kazuya: Oh yeah.  Ohayou, Mai-chan!

Maiko: Why are you so happy this morning?

Kazuya: Oh, I'm just thinking about tomorrow...

Maiko: Yes!  Your birthday!  I've got a nice gift already....

Kazuya: Don't ruin the surprise... {any more than I've done already!}

The class grew noticeably quieter as Yuji-sensei entered the room.  He
attached a large sheet of paper to the wall.

Yuji-sensei: Thanks to the help of some of the students in this class,
I've gotten the math exams graded a day earlier than I had expected.  So
you all have one less day of fearing the unknown.  That leaves some of you
with an extra day of loathing the known.... 

He looked specifically at one of the students in the class, a tall, 
athletic, handsome teen with dark hair sitting in the back corner.  After 
acknowledging Yuji-sensei's stare, the teen went back to staring 
uninterestedly out the window as Yuji-sensei resumed his lecture.  

Yuji-sensei: Now let's begin the next easy little chapter.  Synthetic 
division....

Kazuya tried to pay attention to the lecture.

Kazuya: {She likes me?  She likes me!}

Eventually, morning classes ended.  Kazuya proceeded slowly towards the 
cafeteria.  A crowd approximately the size of 120% of the student body 
had already arrived.  The horde pressed forward to the counter, each 
individual attempting to acquire a taste of the elusive katsu-sand.  One 
person had apparently encountered no trouble reaching the front, and was 
already ably weaving his way back through the crowds.  He was the
same student who was the subject of Yuji-sensei's scorn.

In the back of the lunch room, Kazuya stood alone.  He waved towards the
tall figure as he exited the crowd.

His positive encounter with Emi had made him quiet and introspective the 
entire morning.  Seeing a familiar scene didn't change that.  "I've known 
Yukio for close to ten years," Kazuya thought.  "But if he were a 
transfer student, I don't think I'd get to know him whatsoever.  We
really have nothing in common, except for growing up a block apart.  He's
really different.  He's the athletic star, he's the one with many casual
girlfriends.  I have to admit he has more guts than me... in more ways
than one.  At least I'm not quite so brash or egotistical..."

Yukio was instantly crowded by several waiting girls as soon as he left  
the main crowd. 

Yukio: Konnichi wa, Mariko-chan.  I got you a katsu-sand.  And I got one  
for you, Keiko.  And you, Mayumi. [He presses through the crowd of 
admirers.] Hey, Kazuya-kun.  You busy tonight?

Kazuya: Not particularly.

Yukio: [holds aloft a katsu-sand] Would you mind helping me with the new
mathematics chapter?  You know you want a taste of the elusive katsu-sand....

Kazuya: But a 47, Yukio?  Now how am I going to look as the tutor of
someone who can't even get half the questions right?  I really think a
daily supply of katsu-sand will have to be in order....

Yukio: What, it's my fault you can't teach?  Now, if you could help me
with the tests, and not just the homework, that would be different.

Kazuya: And how do you propose I do....

Emi: Forget him.  Shouldn't you demand the attention of the school's most
able student?

Kazuya: {And where did you materialize from, Emi?} Anyway, I'll see you at
7:00 at the library?

Yukio: [Hands over a katsu-sand] Sounds great.

Kazuya: [To Emi] I'll have you know I could have beaten you if I really
had wanted to.

Emi: Whatever you say, Kasuga-kun!  See ya! [With a mocking smile, she 
tosses a wad of paper at Kazuya, turns, and leaves.]

Kazuya snatched the paper out of the air, opened it, and fumed as he
read it.  Written on the paper was "y=ax+b".

 * * * 

The combination of elation from Emi's hidden acceptance and frustration 
at her outward attitude had made Kazuya distracted the entire day.  He was 
glad to be walking home alone today.  A short but thought-digesting walk 
brought him to his neighborhood and then his front door.  He proceeded 
inside, took off his shoes, and ambled into the family room.

Kazuya: Tadaima.*
* I'm home

Inside was Kasuga Sayoko, Kazuya's mother, and an old, fat grey-and-white 
cat.  They sat at opposite ends of the couch.

Mrs. Kasuga: Okaeri-nasai*, Kazuya.
* Good evening

Tera: HISSSSS!!

Kazuya: Hello, Okaasan. [Kazuya moves over to the cat] Did you miss me, girl?

Tera: HISSSSS! Growrlph...

Kazuya proceeded to move his hand close to Tera, quickly withdrawing it as
soon as Tera jumped up to bite it.  He delightedly repeated this process
multiple times with the cat continuously growling in protest.

Mrs. Kasuga: Oh, Kazuya, Master needs you to show up at Abcb tomorrow
evening at 6:00, okay?

Kazuya: [Absent-mindedly continuing to torture the cat] Sure thing.

Akane stepped out of the hallway.

Akane: Okaeri-nasai, Kazuya!

Kazuya was surprised by the appearance of his big sister.  She moved 
into her own apartment shortly after graduating from college, making 
Kazuya very happy.  He found it quite nice to finally be able to conduct 
his life without the meddling of an annoying family member.  Could 
anyone's life have been more bothered?  The name Kasuga Kyousuke quickly 
entered his mind, but he conveniently shoved the counterexample to his 
own suffering out of his mind.  

The surprise distracted him from the task at hand, and he forgot to
remove his hand from the path of Tera's jaws and claws in time.  Tera
gleefully sunk in.
Kazuya: ITEE!*  What are you doing here, Oneechan**?  Shouldn't you be
working at ruining the lives of young Japanese who just want dates?
* OUCH!
** Older Sister

Akane: The dating service will survive if I'm not working every evening.

Kazuya: I'd say "prosper."

Akane: [Glares] I could work late tomorrow night....

Kazuya: You wouldn't miss my birthday, would you?

Akane: How about I give you one free matchmaking?

Kazuya: I'm too young to have my life ruined!

Mrs. Kasuga: Kazuya, are you going out tonight?

Kazuya: Yeah, I'm going to help Yukio with math.

Mrs. Kasuga: [hands over a 1000-yen bill] Why don't you get some ramen or
something first?  I didn't feel like cooking today anyway.

Kazuya quickly weighed the relative merits of restaurant food versus 
Akane's cooking.

Kazuya: Hai. Arigatou!*  [Grabs his jacket and leaves]
* Yes. Thank you!

Mrs. Kasuga: [Waits a few seconds until the sound of footprints outside is
gone] Okay, Akane, let's get over to Abcb and plan Kazuya's surprise party!

Akane: Hai!

Mrs. Kasuga: It's great for Master to close up Abcb for a night, to give a 
free party for one employee.  If he wasn't so nice, I don't know where we 
could have held the party.  Certainly not here!

Akane: Well, one of his friends did volunteer to hold it at her place, but 
I'm sure she'll appreciate that someone else will do the work....

COMMERCIAL BREAK

SCENE: A gray background, showing silhouetted figures.  String music is
playing in the background.  The silhouettes are of a man and a woman,
meeting at the bottom of a tall staircase.

Narrator: From the moment you've met, you've known you'd spend your life
with her.

SCENE: Silhouette of the man and woman riding a tandem bicycle, facing
each other.

Narrator: You've happily spent each moment with her.

SCENE: The man and woman are sitting on a park bench, facing each other,
hands clasped together, softly whispering to each other.

Narrator: Now, ten years after your marriage, tell her this was the one
decision you've never regretted for a moment.

[The male figure presents a diamond ring, set in gold.  It is the only
thing in the ad not silhouetted.]

Narrator: Ask your jeweler about the diamond ten-year anniversary band.  Tell
her you'd say "Wherefore art thou" all over again.

[The male figure slides the ring on the female figure's hand.  She holds
her hand up, examining it, and then moves closer to the male figure

SCENE: A gray background, a close-up shot of the ring, and the slogans
"The diamond ten-year anniversary band," "Diamonds are forever," and, in
small print, "A message from the National Diamond Advisory Council."

Writer's Note: Standard Disclaimer

END COMMERCIAL BREAK

The school library was sparsely populated at this late time.  Kazuya 
and Yukio occupied one of the larger tables.  Two math texts and half a 
dozen sheets of paper sat in front of them.

Kazuya: Now this is an easy problem.  Since the coefficient of x^4 is 1,
we only need to care about the coefficient of x^0.

Yukio: Where's x^0?  I only see x^4, x^3, x^2, and x.

Kazuya: That's the lone number.  It is 8, so we need to look at 8, 4, 2,
1, -1, -2, -4, and -8 as possible roots.

Yukio: This is too confusing.

Kazuya:  Try the easy one first.  Put 1 in the box at left, bring down the
one, multiply one by one, and continue just like I've shown you.

Yukio fiddled with the number for a bit, then gave up and set down his pencil.

Yukio: You know, for help on the exams, I could probably set up a date for
you.

Kazuya: [Surprised] Huh?  But I don't even know all those girls who flock
to you.  Besides, there's someone I've loved for a long time... [forms a
dreamy expression on his face]

Yukio: Yes, you think you'll be able to win the heart of Shimada Emi.

Kazuya: Errr... is it that obvious?

Yukio: Yes, and today eliminates any doubt.  Face it, Kazuya, even a jock
like myself has a better chance of winning her heart.

Kazuya: Hmpf. {Yesterday, I'd have had to agree.  But things are different
now!}

 * * *

The next morning, Kazuya woke to find himself in very high spirits.  
Not only was the 31st his birthday, it turned out to be a beautiful, 
surprisingly warm morning.  He got ready for school in record time, 
and soon found himself at school very early again.  Somehow, he knew 
Emi was here as well.  And he had a feeling she was waiting for him.  
On a hunch, he approached Room 1-D.  There Emi stood, her beauty enhanced
by the golden morning light.  The two of them were alone in the same 
classroom where they met the previous morning.  He moved close to Emi.

Emi: Kasuga-kun, thank you very much for the gift.  I'm so glad you feel
the same way about me that I feel about you. 

She caressed his left arm with her fingertips.

Kazuya: I.. love you, Shimada Emi.

Emi: I love you too, Kasuga Kazuya.

Kazuya moved in for a kiss, but realized that Emi was beginning to scratch
his arm.

Kazuya: Shimada-san? 

He tried to push her arm away.  He touched, and felt... fur?

Kazuya woke up in bed.  Tera was using his arm as a scratching post.

Kazuya's room was in disorder - with various manga, his bass guitar, 
clothes, and other sundry items scattered about -  much like his current 
position sprawled over his bed at a 30 degree angle.  His left arm/temporary 
scratching post was hanging over the left side of the bed, his right leg  
over the right side.

"ITEE!" he yelled as the last vestiges of his wonderful dream painfully left
his mind.  In anger, he knocked Tera clear across the room with a blast of 
telekinesis.  Tera hissed at Kazuya, and ran off.

He picked up his clock, and examined the time.

Kazuya: 6:30?  I might as well get up... [Gets up and examines the
calendar.] Ah, January 31st, for real this time.  I can't believe I'm 
already 16.

Kazuya began thinking of events from the last 10 years of his life.  There 
was the time when he saw a moving van, and then met Yukio for the first time. 

He remembered enjoying many carefree days in early youth with Maiko and a 
cute little blonde whose name he barely recalled.  He also remembered 
enjoying many days with Kyousuke's "girlfriends" Madoka and Hikaru while in 
Kyousuke's body; Kyousuke would say "too many."  He thought of the 
highlights from an 8 year career of pranks, quite often with Maiko's
enthusiastic assistance, complete with hordes of schoolkids chasing him.  
There were good times with Maiko and with Yukio, and many thoughts of Emi, 
complete with many rejections.

"Will things really end up like the dream?" he thought.

Tera, peeking back in the room, hissed loudly, as if she was reading 
Kazuya's mind.

"Errr... the first part of the dream?"

His morning dream weighed heavily on his mind as Kazuya walked to 
school.  He was so preoccupied, he was almost running late.  He had never 
had a premonition dream, and wasn't going to put too much faith on any
dream, having seen before the problems it had caused his older cousin.  
He didn't see Emi until he entered his first class with her, his math 
class.  He took his seat.  Most of the class had already arrived.

Maiko: Ohayou, Kazu-kun.  I can't wait to give you your present.  But, I 
need to attend some boring function with my parents after school, so I'll 
stop by late tonight, okay?

Kazuya: Well, it can't be helped.  I look forward to seeing you whenever!
{And a lot sooner than you're letting on!}

Maiko: Okay!

Yuji-sensei entered the room.

Yuji-sensei: Okay, today we'll look some more at synthetic division, with
a coefficient for the leftmost term.

Anticipation dominated Kazuya's thoughts the entire day.  Finally, class 
ended.  One final duty remained; he needed to attend a Student Council 
meeting.  He entered a small classroom.  About twelve students were 
already there, talking in small groups.  Across the chalkboard was 
written the phrases "Student Council Meeting" and "Spring Festival!"  Emi 
stood at the front of the classroom.  She rapped a wooden pointer on the 
desk in the front of the room to bring the crowd to order.

Emi: Listen up!  Now, I'm sorry to call this extra meeting of the Student
Council for a Wednesday afternoon, but we've got lots of work to do.  The
Spring Cherry Blossom Festival is coming up.  Yes, I know it's several months 
away, but its not too late to start planning now!  This year's festival WILL 
be the finest the school has ever seen.  I'm not going to keep you here.  So 
come to next Monday's normal meeting with at least three ORIGINAL ideas! 
Meeting dismissed! [She raps again on the desk]

Another Student: Slave driver...

Amidst general grumbling, students departed.  Kazuya was the last to leave.

Kazuya: I found out I'm not working next Monday afternoon, so I'll be 
able to come and withstand whatever hell next meeting will bring.

Emi: Okay.  Now don't slack off here.  Three new ideas!  Well then, see
you tonight?

Kazuya: Tonight?

Emi: {Oops!} Err, maybe tonight, or whatever....

Kazuya: [Feigning disinterest in her slip] Okay. {Heh!}

Kazuya was wandering aimlessly after school.  Late in the afternoon, he
found himself in a park near his home.  He sat down on a swingset, 
perhaps the better to contemplate.

"This year is already looking up.  Emi is finally getting closer to me!  
Still, it feels sort of dirty, only finding out after using 
telepathy....  Then again, I don't want to duplicate the painful
mistakes of Kyousuke-oniichan.  Most of which can be done just by avoiding
the presence of a Hikaru-oneechan.  It's a good thing Mai-chan isn't
interested in being anything other than friends."  He looked at his watch.
"5:40?  I better get going to Emi's place!"

With that, he hurried over to a nearby apartment building.  Nervously, he 
rode the elevator, slowly rising towards the top floor and the penthouse
apartment in which Emi and her parents lived.  He had been to her
apartment on several earlier occasions, but always on school business.
Amidst both nervousness and elation, he walked towards the large
oaken doors and knocked quietly.

Inside, Emi's mother was knitting on the couch.  Hearing the knock, she 
got up and answered the door.

Mrs. Shimada: Konban wa, Kasuga-kun.  What brings you here?

Kazuya: [Looks around] {That's funny, where is everybody?  Oh, they must
really be trying to surprise me!} Uh, is Emi here?

Mrs. Shimada: Emi went out a little while ago.  She should be back real
soon, since she knows not to stay out late.  Come in!  Would you like
anything?

Kazuya: Tea is fine.

For fifteen minutes Kazuya became increasingly nervous and confused.
"This doesn't make sense!  Where is everyone?" he thought.  "I'd figure a 
surprise party would be better organized than this.  Why am I waiting 
here?"  Kazuya's thoughts were briefly interrupted by the sound of his 
stomach growling.  "What I wouldn't give for a nice sandwich from Abcb 
now...."  Suddenly, it hit him.  His mother said yesterday, "Master wants 
you to stop by Abcb tomorrow at 6:00." 

Kazuya: [To himself] Taihen!* [To Mrs. Shimada] I gotta go!
* Terrible!

Mrs. Shimada: Huh?  Won't you wait for Emi?

Kazuya: [Running out the door] It can wait 'til tomorrow!  Sayonara!

Kazuya, mentally hitting himself for his mistake, just ran.  He activated 
his telekinesis, moving much more faster than any human should.  "Taihen, 
taihen, taihen!  Emi never told me to come to her apartment! Now I'm late 
for my own party!  How am I going to explain this? I wish I had Oniichan*'s 
teleport power!", he thought.
* Literally, "older brother", but can also refer to a cousin

A familiar couple, now middle-aged, was sitting on a park bench ahead. 
They were looking at each other, hands clasped together, gazing into each 
others' eyes.  The woman had a diamond 10th anniversary band on her left 
hand.

Umao-san: Ushiko-san, wherefore art thou Ushiko-san?

Ushiko-san: Umao-san, wherefore art thou Umao-san?

Umao-san: Ushiko-san... huh?

Kazuya ran between them, stepping on and jumping off the park bench.  
"Gomen!"  Ushiko-san and Umao-san were very briefly perplexed, but 
being somewhat inured to strange interruptions, soon went back to looking in 
each others' eyes.

Meanwhile, it was dark inside Abcb.  The inhabitants had long since left  
their hiding places behind the bar and were sitting and standing in 
various places across the room.  The members of the would-be surprise 
party were Kazuya's mother and father, Akane, a surprisingly healthy- 
looking Takashi, Emi, Maiko, Yukio, and Master.

Akane: 6:30?  Now where could Kazuya be?

Master: You did tell him to come here, right?

Mrs. Kasuga: Yes, yesterday I told him you wanted to see him at 6:00.  He must
have forgotten.

Emi: You just can't trust a rascal like him.

Kazuya burst through the door of Abcb, completely surprising everyone.  
Slowly, the eight people inside individually get off late cries of 
"Surprise!"

Kazuya: Osoku natte, sumimasen*...
*Sorry I'm late...

Kazuya collapsed into one of the chairs around the table with the food 
spread over it.  His mother and Maiko moved over to support him.  He looks 
very much exhausted, in every possible way.  Speaking as if half-asleep, 
Kazuya could only get off the phrase "I was really surprised." before 
falling asleep in the arms of his mother and Maiko.

THE END

------------------------------------------------+-----------------------
Fugawari Orange Street Episode 1 Credits        |
------------------------------------------------+-----------------------
                                   Lead Writer: | Greg Dreher
                            Additional Writing: | Paolo Valladolid
                       Editing and Pre-Reading: | Tony Chen
                                                | Greg Dreher
                                                | Daniel Lee
                                                | Paolo Valladolid
                                                | Jeoff Wilks
 This series would not exist if it weren't for: | Matsumoto Izumi-sama
------------------------------------------------+-----------------------

Special thanks to Stephen Tsai.  Why?  The obvious reason is that he's 
given KOR fans Kimagure Orange College, a model fanfic series whose 
level of quality we hope FOS can attain.  But more importantly, his 
inability to finish KOC #24 led to the question on the KOR mailing list 
which eventually evolved into this collaboration!