"Are you related to that family?"I smiled. "I am, yes." Forgive me. I'm afraid I don't keep up with the latest –" she was cut off by Kajiki's father...shouting for him."Crap. We've got a Play station in the living room if you want to hang out for a while. I'll try to hurry up." He rushed upstairs again."Well!" His mother laughed. "I guess you'll be waiting in here." She led me to the living room with the game system and a good array of games."Thank you." I remembered Kawai's interest in dueling. I turned slowly around; thecolor in my face must have been as bright a red as it was possible forit to be. There stood Dan, and he recognized me from the show, I couldsee it in his eyes.?How did you get in here?? he asked, smiling when his eyes noticed thegarment clutched in my hands. ?You must have been in the ladies room,huh? And slipped in here just after I left??What could I do? I nodded, afraid to test my voice in such an intimatesituation. Better that he think that then begin to suspect I. Sorry it took so long to get back to you. I didn't recognize the name. Had to call Mom to ask if we knew a Dalton. I only called you Cousin. So now I know you have a proper name as well. ;-) Sure, we should catch up. CiciI wrote back.I live in NYC, so maybe we can get together sometime.Her reply came the next day.Good timing. I'll be in NYC next week. I'll tell you more when looking at my schedule..Cici met me near Radio City at the Avenue of the Americas Fountain for lunch. We walked a short. The other members of the team thought that this was cruel and unusual punishment for poor Dante because the stats were so UN even. Dante was 14 going on 15, 4’9”, and under developed- meaning he had not gotten to the stage of puberty where his muscles were fully developed. While Don was 18, 6’10, and was on the football team when not doing swimming-so he was ripped- and he had done swimming all four years of high school. But the couches didn’t care and sent them off. Dante tried his best to.