AN: the idea comes from a Japanese phone commercial. I hope you enjoy, although it's also very short. Thank you for the reviews! ^^

"Hey, I think I'm lost," announced Kasahara.

"What?" shouted Dojo. He was on the phone, talking to his subordinate (and possibly his girlfriend) Iku Kasahara, who apparently was lost in the city.

He sighed, and ruffled his hair. After all, it was not rare that Kasahara's sense of direction (or lack there of) drove Dojo crazy.

"All right," he said. "Where are you?"

"I'm next to the supermarket."

"Stay there till I find you, alright?"

"Yes sir!"

He squeezed his way through the crowd and headed towards a road that was quiet and almost deserted. He flicked his phone open, and called Kasahara once again.

"Hello?" Kasahara answered. Her voice, however, was way too cheerful for someone who was apparently lost.

"I'm at the supermarket, but I still can't seem to find you. Where are you?" asked Dojo. He looked around, but there was only an old man sitting on a bench. He turned to the other side of the road, and watched a group of boys riding bicycles pass by.

"I'm here!"

The voice was not from the phone. Surprised, he spun around to see a lady in a yellow dress. Poor Dojo could only gap at her, and inspect at her face to make sure she was Kasahara.

"K-kasahara?"

She responded with a grin. No, she did not look like Shibasaki, but was definitely giving off a feminine aura. His usual clumsy, loud and violent subordinate was, for the first time, a lady.

He frowned. But something was not right.

He glanced at the reflection of a window to his right and realized, that despite her efforts to look pretty (he's not going to say beautiful in front of her), there was one thing he wasn't happy about.

"You're wearing heels again. Are trying to make me look short?" scowled Dojo, pointing at her shoes.

"That is so mean!" Kasahara cried. "Is that what you say the first thing you see me? It was the only pair of shoes that was suitable for this!"

"Well, you do look p-pre…" Dojo turned around. It seems to take more effort to compliment her than for her to look like she wants to be complimented.

"I look what?"

"No, never mind. Let's go."

That's right. This isn't the usual situation they are in. They aren't on a mission, they aren't arguing, and they are not at the Kanto Library either.

It was the start of their very first date.

Meanwhile unbeknownst to them, Shibasaki and a very reluctant Tezuka was hiding around the corner.
"Is this really necessary?" whispered Tezuka, who was unfortunate to be chosen to tag along with an extremely keen Shibasaki.
"Yes! You'll see, just wait soon."