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Blacknight here. Bringing you the next big Dramatic Romanticy Actiony story. I hope. Well any ways here's a twist to the usually couple. Oh yeah here are the ages too, not to confuse you or anything.
Matt: 20 Rika: 19
Sora: 20 Mimi: 19
Jerri: 18 Tai: 20
Henry: 21
And yes you did just did see season three with season one. (Hey I said it would be interesting…)
Enjoy
Chapter 1
Act 1
(No it's not a play)
Matt was laying on Tai's bed. The fan turned slowly above him. No one else was home. He just needed a place to lie low. He looked over at his arm. Slashed. He had wrapped it up but he could see a tint of red below the white wrappings. His heart was returning to the regular level of beatings. His normally blond hair was tinted dark with a dark shine. His blue eyes stared up at the rotating fan blades. He was getting in too deep and he wanted out, but he loved his life at this time. He just didn't know. His McLaren sat inside Tai's garage. Heat still radiating out from the engine. Tonight had been close, the closest he came to getting caught. Matt thought. He would just chill at Tai's for the night he knew that he was out of town. He sat up. He heard something. There was a tapping at the door. Senses already tingling he instinctively grabbed his gun sitting on the nightstand. A gift from his Dad for his 16th birthday. Hell the man would give you anything when he was drunk. Matt crept slowly out of the room, gun clasped in hand, and walked toward the door. Looking through the peephole he saw the back of a girl's head. She looked nervous. Looking past her Matt saw a supped up corvette in the driveway. Matt creaked the door open. "What do you want?" Matt said gruffly. She quickly replied with, "Let me in Tai." Matt taken aback quickly retorted, "I'm not Tai." She looked back at the door. Pulling out a gun and put it up to Matt's face she said once again, "Let me in, whoever you are." Matt opened the door slowly. She walked in keeping the sidearm fixated on Matt. Shutting the door he revealed his gun pointed at her. "Now I want you to put your gun down." He said. She moved back noticing the black object in Matt's hand. 'This is exactly what I could do without,' Matt thought. "Why don't you put your's down first?" She said keeping the gun steady. "This isn't your house either babe, and I was here first. And I also know that if you shoot me, you know that you'll have no time to dodge my shot at your head." She looked at him. Her dark reddish hair was put up in a bun. A couple strands hung lightly against her right cheek. Fear danced in her eyes, yet that same fear was not that of Matt's gun. "Fine I'll put it down." She said. Setting it on a coffee table. Matt slid his into his back pant pocket. "Better." He said. Walking over to the girl, she was wearing a tight black midriff with even tighter leather low-cut pants. "Listen buddy I don't know who you are but I want to know what you did with Tai." She said impatiently. Matt half laughed. "First thing's first what's your name?" She looked at him with a death stare. "Rika." "There. Was that that hard?" She slid down the back of the sofa, ending upside down on it. She seemed pretty comfortable. Matt walked over to the armchair across from the sofa. "Sitting there to see up my shirt?" Rika asked. "No just to sit out of safe reach from you." "Well what did you do with Tai? Still haven't heard that answer." Matt thought he could joke and said that he killed him and his family but she didn't seem like the one to joke. "He's on vacation." "For how long?" She snapped. "A week." She slid down into a normal sitting position. "Good. Then I'll be staying here for a week." Matt gave her an inquisitive look but she didn't continue of that. "What did you do to youer arm?" He looked down at it. The bandages were a deeper red now. 'Must be drying' He thought. Matt got up and looked outside the window. "A close call with a rival." Matt said to her. "Oh." "Nice car." He said. She sat up on this comment. "I know, I fixed her up myself." Matt looked back at her. She did have a certain draw looking at her. "Want to put it in the garage?" She got up. "Only if you'll let me back in." She grabbed her gun. "You wont need that." She looked at him, he actually looked sincere. She sat it back down. Running out the door she parked it right next to Matt's McLaren. She got out. "She yours?" She said staring at the car. "Yep. My baby." She walked up to the hood and popped it up. "Nice, a V-12 with an Eaton supercharger. Nos?" He walked up to her. "You're not from around here. Are you?" She looked up at him. "No why. Just moved here." Closing the hood. Matt walked toward the door back inside. "Hey lets go inside." She stood looking at the car another second but she followed him inside. Matt walked toward the fridge and grabbed the orange juice. "Want some?" he said waving the carton. "No." "Does the body good." Rika sat down. She was fiddling with her gun. Matt sat back down, and pulled his gun from his pants and sat it on the table. Sipping the juice he asked her, "So why did you come over here?" She slouched on the sofa, kicking off her shoes. "Well Tai said one day in school to stop bye so I did." "But why are you staying here for a week? Don't you have your own place?" She looked at him, still fiddling with her gun. "Yeah but I can't stand my room mate." Matt sat the empty glass down. "Which is?" She looked at him in disgust, "Mimi." Matt practically spit the rest of the orange juice our of his mouth. "Mimi? With the weird T name?" She rolled her eyes. "Yes Mimi with the weird T name." Matt laughed. He remembered Mimi always being a little brat during middle school. The Cheerleader, The Model, The JNHS President, Miss perfect. Then her parents had a divorce and she moved to the ol' USA. "I guess she moved back then." He muttered to himself. "So is she still Miss Perfect?" Matt asked. Rika, half asleep, opened her eyes, "Are you kidding me? Hell if that's perfect than I'm god. She kept complaining about this and that and then she would go shoot up something or go smoke some shit. She was defiantly not Miss Perfect. That's why I'm here. I am sick and tired of hearing her of her bitch about her boyfriend and shit like that." She looked over at Matt. She was looking for something. Matt looked over at the time. A Coo-Coo clock hung on the opposite side of the room. It was ten till midnight. "You can take his bed, I'll sleep outside here." She got up. "Really?" "Yeah." Matt said switching on the T.V. She stopped at the doorway leading to the bedroom. "You race don't you? You have that look in your eyes." Matt glanced her way. "Yeah so what if I do?" "Get me in it too." He glanced back at the T.V. "It's not easy." She leaned on the doorframe. "I don't care just get me in." The intro to Cowboy Bebop played on the T.V. "Be ready by tomorrow night." Rika did a silent victory dance before heading off down the hallway. "Oh yeah I'm going to be taking a shower, so no peeping toms, please." "Yeah whatever can't promise anything." Matt yelled back.
Mimi sat outside on a bench. She looked around. It was a dark night, clouds blocked the moon and the wind was picking up. She pulled her coat tighter on her. Smoke rose from the sewer grate and danced down the sidewalk. She had to get her shipment but was it worth this much? She glanced at her watch. 12:32. Her little Jetta sat parked across the street. Warehouses lined the street. A streetlight flickered on and off near the end of the avenue. She noticed a car pulling up next to hers. She felt for the gun in her pocket. She couldn't believe that she was actually carrying a firearm. A man in a trench coat stepped out from the car. He had jet-black hair. A grim smile rested on his lips. Walking to the back of his Porsche he popped open the trunk and grabbed a suitcase. Closing the trunk he walked over toward Mimi. A streetlight flickered to life as he stepped up. Mimi stood to greet him. "You have the money?" He asked quickly. She looked nervous. "Yes." She pulled out an envelope from her coat. He set the case down on the bench and popped it open. She looked at the contents and nodded. "Thank you for your services." Mimi said. The man took the envelope and walked back to his car. Mimi picked up the suitcase and walked back to her car. 'With this I'm going to fly.' She thought. Setting the case in the backseat she backed out and followed the Porsche down the deserted street.
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