Return of the Ninjas

Chapter 18- Fancy Dinners and Surprises

A/N: Just a bit of romance and of course some fighting. I'll leave your to read now! :D

After a bit of searching, Jake found her trying to break out of the main hallway. She was holding a thin dagger and ninja stars, clad in a black ninja suit. Her forehead was beaded with sweat and her posture indicated fatigue, but that didn't stop her from running when she spotted Jake.

Once he caught her, struggling to try and get out of his grasp, the worry and disappointment was evident in his eyes.

"Are you crazy?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair away from her burning forehead. "Did you really think I wouldn't catch you? I can't believe you Emma. We were supposed to fight him together."

Emma twisted and turned, but Jake wouldn't budge. "Come on Jake," she pleaded. "They said I couldn't go out for a week! I can't just sit here for a whole week and wait for the Samurai to attack. We can stop them right now and get this thing over with!"

Trying to calm her down, Jake traced circles over the back of her hand and whispered quietly, "Look. If you fight now, he would be able to kill you. I couldn't let that happen." He tugged her hand. "Now come on and get changed," he suggested, "Let's go out for dinner. Then we can make a battle plan and execute it next week."

Emma rolled her eyes, but obliged, following him up the stairs. She slowly walked into her room and peeled off her ninja suit, relieved to be out of the uncomfortable outfit. She was still a bit angry with Jake for his insistence, but she decided to forgive him, realizing she may have been a bit impulsive with her decision. Putting on a simple tank top with jean shorts and a lace cardigan, she made her way down to the foyer.

Emma craned her head in all directions to find Jake when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she found herself face to face with her boyfriend.

"Whoa," she muttered. He was wearing a nicely fitting white button-down shirt with a tailored black blazer, black dress pants, a black belt, and polished black dress shoes. All that was missing was the tie. "Where are we going?" she asked.

Jake grinned mischievously, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

"But Jake," she whined. "At least tell me so I can change..."

Jake simply shook his head, but didn't argue when she changed into a deep red dress that reached her knees. It was fitted at the top and had sparkling sequins that trailed off at the waist onto a midnight black belt, which gave way to a flowing bunch of skirts. But, the top was what was surprised him the most. It was a bold strapless that made his cheeks turn as red as the dress itself. As she daintily walked down the stairs, her black heels clicking against the marble floor, his mouth opened slightly and he whispered, "You look gorgeous."

Emma shyly smiled and looked at the floor. "Thanks," she murmured, handing him a dark red tie, which he expertly tied, and following him outside. What greeted her was pretty surprising- a sleek black car, waiting on the asphalt road.

"Is that your car?" she inquired.

Jake nodded and graciously held the door open for her. Hiking up her skirts, she stepped inside and watched as he got into the other side. After a few moments of driving in silence, she broke the ice.

"I didn't know you had your driver's license," she noticed.

Jake smiled. "It's a permit actually," he clarified. "I got it a few weeks before exams last year.

"Wait. You were sixteen before exams last year?"

He nodded, "How old were you? Fifteen, right?"