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I had this idea for some time now, and i finally remembered it so i thought i would write it down.

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Chapter 1: Time to Escape

"Yuushi, Yuushi, open your damn door! It's me!" Mukahi yelled as he banged on the penthouse of the blue haired tensai.

The door was finally opened to reveal Oshitari. "You do realize that was the reason why I didn't want to open the door."

"Nice joke," Mukahi laughed. "Why would you want to hide from me?"

"The same as how you want to hide from the bank," Oshitari replied.

"You don't owe me any money," Mukahi looked confused.

"Not my point," Oshitari sighed. "What do you want?"

Mukahi brightened up, "Speaking of banks, I need to run from one. So are you on for a trip across the world with the bank hot on our trails!?"

"Eh, what the heck," Oshitari agreed with a shrug. "Let me get packed."

"Ah, Ryou, I'm glad you came," the elder man seated behind the desk, smiled warmly.

"I really didn't have a choice," the brunette replied rudely.

"Good point," the man chuckled.

"What do you want?" Shishido demanded. "I have to get back to work. This bank doesn't run itself in case you haven't noticed. And you're no help since all you do is sit in this office, pretending to work only to escape Mom."

"Well, as the owner of our bank enterprise, you also have to deal with the people who refuse to give their payments and who own the bank a lot of money," the elder man explained hesitantly. "There is one in particular who owes us three million dollars."

"I don't like where this is going," Shishido groaned.

"You have to find Matthew Guy and get our money out of him. By force or any other method you can think of," the elder Shishido added.

"No way in hell am I going to do that," Shishido shook his head in defiance.

"Then I am forced to disown you," his dad said regretfully.

"That's great," Shishido shrugged. "At least I don't ever have to see these stupid banks every again."

"No, you have to do it!" The elder man whined, stomping his feet. "We're losing money!"

"I don't care!"

"Don't make me call your mother!"

"Fine, I'll do it," Shishido grumbled angrily.

"That's good."

"I hate you."

"I love you, too," his father smiled happily. "Oh and you only have 100 days including today."

"Your name sir?" the lady at the front desk of the airport ticket center asked.

"Matthew Guy," Mukahi lied as he handed the lady his passport. Oshitari snorted but said nothing.

"Have a nice flight," the lady smiled when she finished and handed him his ticket.

"Matthew Guy? What you couldn't think of a better name to escape the bank with?" Oshitari asked as soon as they were a good way away from the lady.

"Hey, it works," Mukahi shrugged.

"You have a fake passport, too?" Oshitari raised an eyebrow as he eyed the American passport that Mukahi held. "Where did you get that from? Let me guess: ?"

"Of course," Mukahi replied like it was obvious.

"I'm not going to even ask how many you have," Oshitari shook his head.

Shishido smirked as he got out of his car. He was in front of the guy's house. This was just too easy. Waltzing over to the door, he knocked and waited.

"Yes?" a pink haired man opened the door.

"Marui Bunta? What the hell are you doing here?" Shishido demanded, shocked.

"I live here," Bunta pointed out, popping his gum. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for some guy named Matthew Guy," Shishido explained. "Apparently he owes the bank a lot of money."

"Dude, there's no one here by that name and you know that I always pay on time," Bunta replied.

"Yeah, well thanks, sorry for the bother," Shishido mumbled before stomping off to his car, swearing that he would find the guy, get the money out him, and then choke him with his bare hands.

"So you gave the bank, Marui Bunta's address?" Oshitari asked to make sure it was the truth.

"Yes," Mukahi murmured as he leaned back in his airplane seat.

"Let me rephrase that," Oshitari corrected himself. "WHY THE HECK DID YOU GIVE HIS ADDRESS?"

"Yuushi, don't question me. I'm experienced in this matter," Mukahi rolled his eyes. "Now, shut up and relax."

Shishido nearly hit an old lady as his anger led to him speeding and driving like a mad man. Then his cell phone rang as if his driving wasn't bad enough already.

"Spit out what you have got to say," Shishido yelled irritably.

"Sir," the voice said timidly. "We have found some trace to where Guy is. A ticket to Hong Kong was purchased earlier by him."

"Damn," Shishido growled, turning the steering wheel rapidly, barely dodging some guy on a bicycle. [I think it was Kamio.] "When I get my hands on that guy, money will be the least of his problems."

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