"So... We'll just go now... And Luhan, don't you dare do anything bad or I'll hunt you down," Nari warned before walking off with Xiumin.   "So did we fail the spy mission?" Xiumin asked.   "Neh Baozi, but you should really change your ringtone," Nari chuckled.   "What's wrong with my ringtone?!" Xiumin whined, walking out of the restaurant.       "So, if this is a date... What do you do on a date? I like the eating part," Nammie smiled.   "Eun Nam, you sure are something. Let's get out of here, I wanna show you something," He smiled sweetly.   "Wow, you weren't kidding with the whole nicer thing. It's certainly different," Nammie said, rubbing the back of her neck.   "You don't like it?" Luhan pouted.   "Well- it's just- I'm not- you're so... I'm not used to this Luhan, I'd rather get to know the real you," she admitted.   "So you rather have the real me?" Luhan asked.   "Neh, I'd love get to know the real you," she smiled.   "Then let's go angel face, I'm taking you somewhere amazing," he smirked.       The 2 of them left the burger place and headed back to the motorcycle.       "Uh... Can I just take a bus? I think if I ride a motorcycle again, I'll die," Nammie said.   "Then hold on tight to me, the more reason to go on it," he smirked.   "Uh, I think I'll just go home then, thanks for the date," Nammie thanked politely, before heading back to Nari's house.       "Where is he? Why did you walk by yourself? Did he hurt you? Did a stranger hurt you? I'll kill Luhan if someone did, I swear," Nari said, checking Nammie for any injuries.   "Nari, I'm fine. Plus, remember when we were younger? I took self defense classes," Nammie chuckled.           ~Flashback~       "Nam Hee, are you sure you want to take self defense classes?" Her mother asked.   "Neh Umma! When I'm older, I wanna fight all the bad guys so no one can hurt you or Appa," 7 year Nam Hee said.   "But you promise you'll still take princess classes right? You can't always be tough, there are times where you'll need to be graceful and elegant," Her mother said.   "Arraso Umma. I'll be going to self defense class now Umma! Wish me luck!" Nammie said, skipping to her class.   "Be careful and don't get hurt!" Her mother called after her.       "Your highness, is her highness taking self defense?" 7 year old Nari Sun asked.   "Neh little one," she smiled softly.   "I hope she doesn't get hurt," Nari mumbled.   "Nari Sun is it? Well, Nari Sun, Nammie is one