The Diamond Thief:

Hi guys, Im Suzi :)

This is my first BTR fan fiction story, so PLEASE be nice :) My original plan was to make this a really gruesome/angst story, but ill write whatever you guys want :) I REALLY hope you like it, and make sure you tell what you think of it and whether I should carry on :) ENJOY!

p.s I hope you like the name of the story, im quite proud of that! Haha :)

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING of BTR or of the other characters. (Expect posters if they count!)
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Chapter 1 – Disappearance

"JAMES! FOR THE LAST TIME, WILL YOU PUT THAT STUPID COMB AWAY!"

Gustavo had officially blown his top. The past hour of the dance rehearsal had been spent starting the routine, stopping the music, waiting for James to do his hair, starting the music again, only to find James had stopped to sort out his hair again!

"But I've got to look good! What would happen if a REALLY cute girl walked through that door and my hair was limp and my body was sweaty?" argued James.

"I DON'T CARE! DEAL WITH IT!" yelled Gustavo. "It's a DANCE rehearsal! And believe it or not, when you dance, you do get hot and sweaty!"

"Eww… Gross!" cringed James.

"Ok, ok. Everyone calm down!" Kendall had had enough. He knew that Gustavo wasn't going to put up with James any longer, and to be quite frank, the stopping and starting was winding him up too. "James, put the comb away! You look fine! And Gustavo … Relax!"

James, unwillingly, did as he was told. Kendall knew what was best, most of the time anyway, and James didn't like to argue with him. However, he continued to mumble, what Kendall assumed to be insults, under his breath.

Kendall had always been able to control James more than the others, and especially more than Gustavo. He had taken up the role as the 'leader' of the group when they had first met at the ice rink back in the first grade.

Gustavo, however, was not as willing to follow Kendalls orders. Instead of relaxing, Gustavo had seemed to become angrier and more aggressive. NO ONE ordered Gustavo Rocque around! He walked over to Kendall, red-faced with balled-fists, and stood so they were nose-to-nose. James, Logan and Carlos automatically did what they always did when Gustavo was angry, and tried their best to blend into the studios walls. Kendall, however, didn't seem to flinch and simple stood looking at Gustavo with slight amusement.

"KENDALL KNIGHT! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR JOKES, DISREPECT, RUDENESS AND MOST OF ALL, BACK-CHAT! YOU AND THE REST OF THE DOGS, ARE FI…."

Gustavo was never able to finish his sentence, because at that exact moment a small, latino police officer had barged through the studio door. He now stood, hands on hips looking extremely proud of himself. After giving his helmet a quick tap, he turned to look at the scene in front of him.

"Hey James, its not a REALLY cute girl, but at least your hair isn't limp!" Smirked Logan. James turned and growled at Logan, now was not a time for his annoying sarcasm.

"Papi!" cried Carlos, running forwards to hug his father, But instead of embracing his son, Officer Garcia held up his hand to stop Carlos. "Not now son, I'm here to see James."

"James?" asked Carlos, who was clearly confused and by the looks of it, slightly hurt.

"Me?" asked James, looking around the room as if hoping to find another James.

"Yes, you." Officer Garcia slowly walked up to James with deep sympathy in his eyes. He placed a hand on James' left shoulder and let out a long sigh. "It's about your dad."

"What about my dad?" James quickly responded. He could tell something was wrong by the way Mr Garcia was acting, and it wasn't going to be good news.

"Well, he went missing 3 days ago. Me and my team went to search his house the other day. It appears he didn't leave willingly and he didn't go without a fight."

James stood rooted to the spot. He had no idea what to do. His mind was blank, refusing to let him think straight. He could feel the eyes of everyone in the room watching him.

"W..Who?" stuttered James, in complete shock.

Mr Garcia shook his head. "We have no idea. I was hoping you might know something."

James thought. His dad had never mentioned any enemies or anything that might have been bothering him. They merely had discussed James and how he was doing, when his dad had called him a week ago.

"James?" asked Kendall, nervously approaching the taller boy, who was clearly in deep thought.

"Huh?" James suddenly awoke from his chain of thoughts. He realised he had been stood still with his jaw slightly open, he must have looked pretty stupid. "I'm fine." He assured his friends, who were all looking as though they were gathered around his deathbed.

"James? What are you going to do?" asked Logan, dreading the answer.

"I'm going to find my dad of course!"

Wow! I feel like I used the word 'however' a bit too much! Haha.

This was originally going to be two chapters, but they were very short, so I made it into one :)

I just wanted to say, I have a story planned but it would involve A LOT of chapters and it may get a little bit painful for James :P Tell me whether you want me to write it, or just carry on without pain and torture! (OMGosh I sound so evil and sick! *insert evil laugh here*)

Anyway.. hope you guys liked it, make sure you review and tell me what you think .. THANK YOU!
Suzi xx