Author's Note: Well, I just kept writing and writing and so you get another 3.5 thousand words on these two nerds.

As the reviews on this story are hilarious and strangely encouraging, I am adding another chapter. Once again, only working on this if the inspiration/crowd support is there. And let's be clear: this story will always remain K rated, so no M rated stuff will ever be included (or even T rated TBH).

Anyway, enjoy!

"And you'll be sure to have her home by midnight?" the redheaded girl said as she paced back and forth in front of Tadashi.

The whole scene was out of place. Tadashi stood in the living room of Maddy and Brittney's apartment.

He hadn't even heard Madeleine since he'd been there. If it weren't for the light under the closed door, he might have thought she wasn't there at all.

She wasn't late, though. Maddy wasn't late to anything. Tadashi was early. Maddy told him to be so that he could get "the speech." He'd gotten this talk before, but never from a 5'2'' redheaded girl wearing plaid pajama pants and a San Fransokyo University Nursing School sweatshirt.

"Well?" Brittney questioned again, bunny slippers coming to a halt before him.

"Yes m'am."

"M'am. Do you think I'm eighty? I will be your worst nightmare if you so much as—"

"Britney!" The word stopped Brittney in her tracks as she turned to look at her friend who stood in the now-open doorway to her room.

Tadashi was already frozen.

No one seems to believe the "paralyzed by beauty" cliché found in books and movies, Tadashi included. Until that moment.

Maddy's face, only lightly dusted with makeup, was framed by her hair which was in a dressy ponytail. She stood a few inches taller from her low black heels. The star of the outfit was the dress, though.

She wore her best color, a bright cobalt blue. The dress was high-necked but lower (but not too low) backed. It flared perfectly from her waist down to her knees.

She carried a small silver handbag.

"Are you both going to stare at me forever or am I going to get to put this dress to use?"

Tadashi shook himself out of it and stepped forward.

"Good evening."

Maddy raised an eyebrow, smirking. "So formal, Dashi."

He lifted his forearm for her to take. "This is our first real date. It's quite a formal affair." Her smirk turned into a flustered blush as she took his arm.

Maddy turned to Brittney. "I hope you didn't scare him too much."

Brittney folded her arms. "Oh come on, I had to have a little fun with him. Your dad would appreciate it." She smiled and pinched Tadashi's cheek. "You know, he's a good one, Maddy. You guys have fun."

They thanked Maddy's eccentric roommate (for what, Tadashi wasn't sure) and headed outside, summer heat hitting them almost immediately, despite nighttime drawing near.

"Where are we going, Tadashi?" Maddy said, walking confidently beside him.

"Oh, you'll see. Just rest and enjoy it, okay? Let me take care of everything tonight. This is a reward for making it through finals, remember?"

"But you deserve a reward, too, Tadashi. You shouldn't have to do everything."

He looked down at her, patting her hand. "Don't worry, Maddy. Being with you is my reward. Plus, seeing you look like this?" He put a hand over his heart as if to still it.

"Well you're looking pretty great in your navy blazer with your hair out of a hat, too."

He wasn't expecting that. His heart raced.

After walking in slightly nervous silence, Maddy spoke up.

"Tadashi? The trolley stop was back there." She jerked her thumb back.

Tadashi kept walking. "I know. But we're walking, tonight. I want to give you a real taste of San Fransokyo."

Maddy decided to take his earlier advice and just rest in the moment.

She looked at the street ahead, dusky with the setting sun. People passed them, walking slowly with the laziness of summer. They passed local businesses, many Japanese-American fusions, like Maddy and Tadashi themselves.

She was actually surprised now that she thought about it, that Tadashi wasn't sweating in his blazer, button down, and khakis. Luckily, her heels were low and comfortable. She was happy to be walking with him without the pressure to say anything.

It was like they were showing the world their blossoming relationship with this date. Tadashi had gotten a few questions about he and Maddy from customers, but he had never really had a chance to display his affections in that setting. Now, though they were alone together, they were alone together in front of a lot of other people. And Tadashi was proud.

"What's Hiro doing tonight?" Maddy asked casually.

"He's helping Aunt Cass with the café. I bet he wishes he was doing anything else."

Maddy laughed. "I guess we know which Hamada's having the better evening."

Tadashi dropped her arm to grab her hand. "Yes, I guess so."

They arrived at a local bistro called The Gake House Grill. He opened the door for her, leading her inside by the small of her back.

"I have reservations for two," Tadashi said, confidently to the hostess.

The lady nodded, asking "Hamada?" and waiting for affirmation before grabbing two menus and leading them out to a table. The couple climbed the stairs behind the hostess. Maddy's eyes widened when she opened the French doors leading to the balcony.

She left them at a table with a candle, seated right next to the balcony railing.

Maddy couldn't help but looking over the edge. The street below was quiet, with only the occasional driver or passerby. The sunset over the harbor cast an orange glow over everything. This area of town was so private and unique and local.

As enthralled as Maddy was watching the street, Tadashi was more enthralled watching her. It was the creator in her to be so awe-struck at everything. Every time he was with her, she was like a breath of fresh air. She showed him that, though science is able to explain so much, there is still plenty to wonder at.

She turned after a good few minutes to meet Tadashi's eyes as he watched her from his seat.

"Tadashi! That view . . . did you do that on purpose?" She sat down.

Laughing, Tadashi taunted, "If I tell you, it'll ruin the magic."

Maddy rolled her eyes. "I'll take that as a 'yes.'"

Their waiter came and took their drink orders.

Maddy, while looking at the menu, let out several grunts of frustration. On the fifth one, Tadashi asked what was wrong.

"This menu . . . there's nothing under thirty dollars. Where's the kids' menu?"

Tadashi laughed at her again. "I wanted something nice for our first outing. Get what you feel like. I still have something planned for after dinner. You'll need your energy."

Maddy lowered her menu to show only one from her eyes up. She raised one eyebrow curiously and went back to reading the menu.

The waiter came back somewhat quickly. The pair ordered and he rushed off to fill the order.

Tadashi grasped Maddy's hands across the table. "Thanks, Mads, for going out with me tonight."

Tadashi was being so openly romantic tonight. If Maddy didn't like it so much, it would have been unsettling.

"Of course, Tadashi."

He let go of her hands. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

Maddy tapped her lip in thought. "What about we each get to ask one question we've always wanted to ask but have never had the occasion to?"

Tadashi looked surprised. "That's specific. I'm guessing you have a question in mind?"

Maddy nodded vigorously. "What's the weirdest customer experience you've ever had?"

"Well, one time, a girl left her phone after hours. After she got it back, I somehow convinced her to go out with me." Tadashi was smug.

Maddy was unimpressed. "Oh come on, Captain Obvious. Tell me a story that I don't know."

"Well, one time, a guy tried to pay for a pastry with a pool noodle." Tadashi laughed at the absurdity of the sentence he just uttered. "It's true. I had to explain to him that pool noodles are not legal American tender and certainly not accepted at the café. I didn't take it personally when he told me off and stormed out."

Maddy laughed hard, face flushing with joy. "Okay, now your turn. Ask me something."

Tadashi thought for a moment. "How did you and Brittney meet?"

Maddy smiled. "We met at freshman orientation for SFU. We were put in the same group. We were both so nervous that we just clung to each other. We've been friends ever since."

Tadashi squinted his eyes at her. "Oh come on, there has to be more than that, knowing you and Brittney."

Maddy twiddled her thumbs, trying to be nonchalant. "We might have bonded initially while climbing one of the buildings at night."

Tadashi laughed "You? A climber? I would've loved to see that."

"Oh yeah. It was bad. I think that's what made our friendship so strong in the first place, though." She swirled her straw around in her drink. "That makes me curious. What are your friends like, Tadashi?"

He shrugged. "They're kind of hard to describe. I'll have to take you to meet them sometime soon."

"They're probably all robotics super-geniuses, aren't they?"

Tadashi acted playfully defensive. "No. There's one guy I'm friends with who doesn't even go to SFIT."

"Yeah. Uh huh," Maddy muttered under her breath, unconvinced. "At least you're dating a girl who doesn't go to SFIT."

"That's true. But you'll eat your words about my friends when you finally meet them. I think you'll get along well with all of them, actually."

Maddy sipped gracefully from her glass. "I look forward to it, then."

Their food came promptly and looked delicious.

"I do believe you've out-ordered me, Ms. Adame," Tadashi said, peering over the table at her ahi tuna.

"I don't know, Tadashi. I don't think you can go wrong with anything at a restaurant like this."

Tadashi swallowed his first bit of rosemary chicken. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."

Maddy finished chewing. "Of course." She looked around and then said in a hushed tone, "It's just kind of funny that we're two of their only customers under the age of thirty five."

Tadashi shrugged. "The other San Fransokoites in their twenties are simply missing out. I just think it's fun to be out with you on a summer night." After taking a second for his next bite, Tadashi asked, "So, I don't think you ever said . . . how were finals?"

"Jusk OK I guess. All A's, so that's good. Just wasn't happy with my final papers. I could've written so much better."

"You probably did way better than me, don't forget. I only wrote about one or two papers a semester this year."

Maddy rolled her eyes. "That's why you're a robotics major, silly. I bet you have to write a million reports, though." Tadashi sighed and nodded. "What've you been working on as of late?"

It was a question that he got a lot, and one that he would only answer for a select few. Maddy just happened to be in that number.

He leaned across the table excitedly. "I'm going to tell you, but you can't say anything to anyone, okay?"

Maddy nodded vigorously, leaning over the table, too.

"I've just written out plans to build a robot that can help people. And I mean really help people. I just had this idea of a friendly companion that is able to do everything from CPR to scans for allergies."

"Like a nurse?" Maddy asked.

"Kind of like a nurse. But this thing would even help the nurses, too, you know?"

Maddy smiled at him. "Brittney would be excited to hear this. I always tell her that she's going to be the laziest nurse ever."

Tadashi grinned wider. "Well, it's still in its early stages, but it's certainly an idea."

"Certainly." Maddy dabbed her mouth with a napkin. "What do you think you'd call it?"

Tadashi shrugged. "Like I said, it's all still pretty sketchy. But I was thinking something like Beta-MX. The beta for the early sketch and MX for medical and prescription."

Maddy scrunched up her nose. "Beta-MX? That sounds like a medicine, not a companion. Why don't you give it . . . well, him . . . a name?"

Tadashi considered this for a moment. "Tell you what, when it's time to decide the name, you'll be the first to be consulted."

"Sounds good."

The waiter returned with the check. Tadashi promptly paid, and with Maddy on his arm, the pair exited the restaurant into the quickly-darkening streets of San Fransokyo.

"Tadashi, what are we doing ne—"

"Shh!" He shushed, patting her hand on his arm. "Another surprise. Date's not over yet."

Maddy blushed and said nothing.

She wondered where in the city they were going. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this far away from campus into the real heart of San Fransokyo. It seemed that on either side of them stood walls of endless buildings and skyscrapers. This was not the busy but green San Fransokyo she knew, but rather a new place that she could explore with Tadashi. This place would now and always remind her of him.

That was, until she saw the park on the horizon. The green tops of the trees swayed with the wind in front of the sunset. Young families and old couples alike walked freely, hand in hand. A fountain stood in the middle, water glistening in the low light.

"San Fransokoyo Historical Park," Tadashi said, "A haven in the midst of a metropolis. And our next stop."

Maddy looked up at him, arms still linked. "A park? Tadashi, I'm in heels."

He pulled out portable flats from his interior coat pocket. "I know. I asked Brittney beforehand what she would recommend. She gave me these."

Maddy gratefully took the shoes from him, carrying the heels with two fingers as they continued further into the park.

"Tadashi, no offense, but why'd you bring me here? I'm in a dress, you're in a suit, and we just finished a four-star dinner. What's going on?"

Tadashi rolled his eyes at her with a smug smile. "Maddy. Patience. You'll see soon enough."

The sun was setting faster and faster, but the pair didn't stop walking into the park. Maddy could hear the distant voices of people laughing and gleefully screaming.

She raised an eyebrow at her date as they started walking towards the noise.

She could barely make something out in the distance. Gradually, the sight of people throwing things at each other became clearer and clearer.

Tadashi began laughing. "So, this is kind of ridiculous, but when I heard the park was having a mid-summer snowball fight, I knew we had to go." He looked down at Maddy with joyful brown eyes.

She smiled up at him. "That sounds like so much fun. But what about our clothes?"

He took both of her hands and led her to the fight, walking backwards. "Forget your clothes. They're not important. Seize the moment."

"Well, in that case . . ." She dropped his hands and laid her heels and wallet by the nearest tree. "I guess I'll beat you there!" She took off, running with ponytail and dress flying behind her as she went.

"No fair!" Tadashi argued, struggling to get his blazer off, flinging it on top of Maddy's belongings. He sprinted after her, catching her around the waist and spinning her around, putting her down facing away from the snow as to give himself the advantage.

In the fight was around twenty or so young adults and about five children. A small, and overall youthful, gathering.

There were kiddie pools filled with the mechanically-generated snow, and more snow fell from the machines overhead. It was a bizarre scene for a summer evening.

There was very little accumulation, but the machines kept producing, so the snowball fight kept going.

Maddy rushed to the first kiddie pool in her path. She scooped up a handful and quickly packing it into a ball threw it straight into Tadashi's shirt, leaving a wet mark right over his heart.

He made a faux "upset face" and scooped up a snowball before another one from Maddy hit him in the leg.

He threw the ball gently, but assuredly, and hit her square in the stomach.

She gaped at him, running behind a tree for cover with her freshly-crafted ammo.

On and on, Tadashi and Maddy's night continued just like this. They forgot the time and the other people in the park. They didn't notice the dark.

When there was hardly anyone still playing in the winter wonderland, Tadashi and Maddy were there, throwing the snow that was still falling.

Eventually, when Maddy had run out of ammo, she charged at Tadashi, hair askew and damp. He charged at her, too, until they met, falling to the ground, Maddy on top, laughing.

They both laughed until their stomachs hurt. Only when they stopped laughing did they realize their circumstances.

Maddy started to shift off of him, but he held her tenderly by the small of her back. He brushed her ponytail behind her shoulder.

Maddy felt her face blushing hot, but she didn't care. She opened her mouth to say something to make an excuse for her flushed face, to say how much she'd enjoyed the evening, to say that she probably needed to be getting home.

But as she felt Tadashi's slightly rough hand on the back of her neck, moving her head down, these concerns left her mind.

He raised up slightly to press his mouth against hers, melting into the kiss, fully living in the moment. He focused on Maddy how her kiss was so indicative of her: light, energetic, meaningful.

She focused on him, temperate but strong, respectful but confident. This kiss made her feel even closer to him, made her trust him even more.

It had been a long time before they realized that the snow had stopped and had gathered around and on top of them in thin white sheets. Maddy smiled contentedly down at him, numb and warm and happy. He grabbed her chin, laughing lowly. Maddy felt the bass sound rumble in his chest.

She, exhausted and satisfied, laid her head on his chest, breathing softly.

He too reveled in the moment, happy to be where he lay.

After a few more minutes, Tadashi whispered, "The snow is melting."

"Hmm?" Maddy asked, dazed. "Oh," she remarked, lifting her head to look around. "Let it melt."

He grabbed her by the chin again. "Your clothes are going to get even more wet."

"I don't care."

"Maddy, we need to go."

She groaned, rolling off of him to the ground next to him. "You're so mean."

He laughed at her, rolling over to meet her eyes. "And you are stunning."

She made a face. "And you're cheesy." She stood up. "Come on, your suit's getting wet."

He sat up, lifting his hands as a way of asking for help standing up. She helped him up and they went to grab their belongings.

They then began their walk back to Maddy's apartment.

They had marked a new beginning to this relationship. They now were in an emotional and physical partnership.

They arrived back at Maddy's place far too soon. She dropped his hand, turning to him. "Well?" she asked, crossing her arms and nodding at the front door.

"Well," Tadashi replied, white smile still bright in the night. "I probably need to get back. I have work early tomorrow."

She frowned. "Do you want me to walk you back?"

"Thanks, but no. I'm walking you home, tonight."

There was a silence between them. Maddy decided to fill it.

She walked toward him, flinging her arms about his neck and kissing him again. Tadashi smiled against her lips, hands splaying in surprise against her back.

Far too quickly for Maddy's liking, Tadashi broke apart. "As much as I was enjoying that, we need to talk." He looked down at his feet, loosening his grip on her. "So . . . are we past dating?"

Maddy raised an eyebrow. "I think so."

"So, are you my girlfriend?"

Maddy blushed. "I think so."

Tadashi let out a sigh of relief. "Good." He ran a hand through his hair. "I've waited to hear that for a long time."

Maddy stood on her tiptoes to peck him on the lips once more, then turned to go inside.

"Bye, Tadashi. Thank you for one of the best evenings . . . ever. I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Soon is an understatement." He beamed. "Goodbye, Madeleine."

As he walked away, he could hear Brittney yelling at Maddy for how late she was. He felt content and warm, having started a new chapter with a certain Madeleine Adame.