This is the story where I bring in whatever character I wanna from whichever Kamen Rider series. Happens in the world of W, in Fuuto.

Chapter 1

The door opened, and light surged in, but it was not long after a man, standing in the doorway, decided to walk in and block it out with the door.

"Irashaimase." The owner of the restaurant - La Salle Bistro - greeted her customer with enthusiasm, or lack of.

"I want a bowl of tempura udon" The customer, by the name of Inui Takumi, said, with equally little enthusiasm.

Kusakabe Hiyori nodded, and returned to her sanctuary – the kitchen. Good, the hard part is over, she smiled. She would greet her first customer of the day everyday, and usually it was Tendou. Was, until he went to Paris.

The door opened again, and another man sauntered in, attempting to be smooth. He was wearing a black trench coat and a fedora hat. Guess who, folks? A girl followed him in.

Takemiya Yumiko, a waitress at La Salle Bistro, smiled at them warmly and showed him to the table beside Takumi's.

"The hard-boiled detective would like tempura udon with a hard-boiled egg as an add-on." Shoutarou announced.

"Baka!" Akiko hit him with the green slipper (of doom) (again), "You? Hard-boiled? Don't make me laugh! I want yakisoba, thanks."

"Right away" Yumiko bowed and went back to the kitchen.

A snicker was heard from the only other table that was occupied, "Hard-boiled? What's that?"

Shoutarou began to stand up in defense of his 'identity' (quoted because we all know it's not true), but Akiko pulled him down. He stood up again, only to receive yet another beating from the green slipper of doooooooooooooooooooooom.

"Oi Akiko! Don't get in the way!" the detective screamed, and proceeded to stand up again, but was stopped by the arrival of food.

"Ah see? This is god's way of saying you should let it go," and Akiko pushed Shoutarou's bowl over to him and stuffed a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

God, huh? Hiyori vaguely smiled at the allusion of Tsurugi. The man who would replace God while swinging a sword. This led to her thinking about Tendou again. Both had been riders.

She snapped out of her reverie to see that the first customer was blowing on his food like it was dirty. "What are you doing?" she asked, "udon is supposed to be eaten hot."

Takumi stared at her for a while, and went back to cooling his food.

"Hoho, what are you? Nekojita? No wonder you don't know of such things as hard-boiled. It is really a man's…" Shoutarou was cut off by a punch to his face.

"Never. Call me nekojita." Takumi was staring at him with hate in his eyes, before he walked out, leaving change on the table.

"Baka," Akiko whispered.

What was that all about? Hiyori wondered. Oh well, as long as he pays.

"Ah that was a great meal," Shoutarou sighed contendedly as he and Akiko were walking back to the hq, "and did you see the chef? She looks cute. Ita!" Akiko hit him, this time with her hand, "when will you stop thinking about girls?" Shoutarou ignored her.

Akiko started to say something, but was interrupted by a scream. The two of them exchanged a glance, and ran toward the sound, turning the corner to see a bright flash of red enveloping someone. When it dimmed, a black suited guy with red lines running over the suit appeared, flicked his right hand, and ran ahead.

"What's that?"

"A new rider, maybe? Sure looks like some sort of henshin. Why didn't I hear of this?" but Shoutarou was no longer listening.

"Ikuze, Philip." he whipped out the W-driver and attached it to his waist.

"Hey Shoutarou, did you know..." "Yes I know! Now will you please?" Shoutarou impatiently activated the Joker memory, "JOKER!"

Philip sighed ever the link, closed his book and activated his memory. "CYCLONE!"

"HENSHIN!" both of them said, and Philip inserted his memory, promptly fainting as Shoutarou flipped the arms of the driver.

"CYCLONE!JOKER!" W ran towards the general direction of the suited man.

He was found fighting a colorful horse-like thing, occasionally delivering a blow that sent shattered pieces flying off it.

"Dopant?" Shoutarou guessed, but Philip said, "we'll look it up later. Let's just go for now," and they went ahead to fight the monster.

The black hand reached over to the nearby motorcycle and grabbed its handle, pulling it out to reveal a light-saber-like stick. The horse monster materialized a sword of similar material to itself and the two beings lashed out at each other. The weapons clashed and the two of them closed in, locked in a stalemate.

W came in and punched the horse monster, who staggered back and blew mist at both of them, keeping then at a distance.

"Fine, we'll just use..." "LUNA!TRIGGER!" The green-and-black rider became yellow-and-blue, and the trigger magnum appeared in the left hand.

The black suit removed his phone from the belt and dialed a number, and transformed it into a gun. They shot at him. The horse monster stopped spraying, falling backwards from the impact of the bullets.

"Philip, memory break."

"Got it."

Both W and the other guy loaded their final attacks (the guy pressed something on his phone-gun) and shot. The horse monster staggered backwards from the force of the attacks, weakened, but not dead. Not, at least, until another party sailed down from a height, a red winged leg extended, shattering the monster. A bright orb emerged from the rubble, and fled. A sound of howling was heard in the distance. The newest arrival walked away calmly.

"Oi! Wait...!" W attempted to stop him, but he already disappeared.

Turning in time to see a flash of red envelope the suited guy, Shoutarou recognised Takumi,

"Hey! You're that guy from the restaurant! The neko...OWW! AKIKO!"

Takumi frowned at him and began to walk away, as W powered down. Akiko went up to Takumi and said, "Hey, it's rude to ignore someone who's talking to you, you know?"

He looked down at her, as if seeing her for the first time. She was so much like Mari, her spirit, her ability to break his wall of defense.

His eyes softened, but he said nothing.

Akiko continued, "What's your name?"

"Inui... Takumi."

Shoutarou, seeing that Akiko got Takumi to talk, walked over, "What was that just now?"

"None of your business." he snapped, and instantly got hit by a suspicious green slipper.

"KORA! ANSWER THE QUESTION PROPERLY!"

The detective, the chief and the newcomer sat around the coffee table, staring into their coffee cups.

Akiko decided to start, "What was that traffic marshall you turned into just now?"

"...it's not a traffic marshall. It's Faiz. A friend gave the belt to me," Takumi thought back to the first time he'd met Sonoda Mari, which started all this shit and revealed the side of himself he never wanted to ever see again.

"Why?" Shoutarou ask in a 'hard-boiled' manner, "What was the motive for using the belt to transform?"

Sighing, Takumi talked about orphnochs, leaving all the parts about Mari's father being from SmartBrain out.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Dunno."

The door of La Salle Bistro opened for the last time that day, and Yumiko was standing by, ready to great the customer. As it turned out, he didn't have to be greeted.

"Tendou?"

"Tendou?" Hiyori poked her head out from the kitchen, taking in the man who'd just come in.

"Tendou!" happily, she went up to him and hugged him. Tendou smiled and wrapped his arm around her and patted her head.

Final edits to the chapter done, please continue to enjoy the story from here on! Oh and don't forget to review! Thank you!