A/N: Sorry if this Chapter's a tad confusing; I used a lot of different POVs and tried to make it flow as much as possible. -Anyway as always I hope you enjoy it and feel like letting me know what you think! This fic will be as long as the other two, but I'm going to make sure it has more action, more romance, and more Shassie! Shassie being the definite! Who knows maybe in this fic instead of actually implying that they're 'doing the deed' I'll write about it. Hehe! Who knows? I sure don't!

Chow for Now!

~Matilda

P.S:

The title of this chapter is a song lyric from the song Japan performed by Coco Rosie. I know it's weird to say, but it's this song that actually got me wanting to write a third fic. So I say youtube it and give it a listen. The song isn't to everyone's taste, but you can at least appreciate the creepy vibes you get listening to it.

Everybody Wants to Go to Japan

The next night came around, and Lassiter had left to meet with Ray. At first Shawn was just going to sit around the apartment tapping his fingers impatiently against the table top. But when that action plan proved to be too aggravating he called Gus instead.

"Gus what are you doing right now?"

"Eating dinner – you're interrupting dinner Shawn."

"Cool!" Shawn said "Stop eating dinner and come pick me up."

"Say what now?"

"Lassie's out with some guy, I want to spy." Shawn didn't hide his intentions; he did however change the detail of who exactly Ray was to Gus. Gus didn't need to know, mainly because Shawn still didn't really know. It was still a work in progress on his part.

"You're sure?" Gus voice dropped, and Shawn loved him for that – detective or not Shawn knew Gus would mess Lassie right up if Lassiter were to wrong Shawn in any way. Thankfully Shawn knew that would never happen.

"Oh positive." Shawn said "I heard them on the phone and everything." Oh he felt kind of bad for lying.

"I'll be right there." Good ol' Gus. He knew how to make Shawn's heart go a'flutter – Shawn decided then and there that he was going to bake Gus a cake sometime in the next couple of weeks. A pineapple cake, made with love in his easy bake oven. Hell yes – it was all planned out now, and it was going to be awesome.

True to his word Gus was at the apartment in record time. Soon Shawn was in the passenger seat of the blueberry and they were on their way to a restaurant called Leroy's Place. The eatery wasn't very high end, but it looked busy none the less. Shawn was the first one to find some bushes by a window. It took a couple of quiet curse words and some weird manoeuvring for both of them to get in behind them. However both Shawn and Gus were able to fit behind the bushes comfortably enough to peer through the restaurant's windows like a couple of 12 year olds.

Lassiter and Ray were sitting across from each other at a table just close enough to the window that Shawn could just see them, they were already deep in quiet conversation and suddenly Shawn was remembering what he forgot back at the apartment.

"We didn't bring any binoculars." Shawn pouted, and he squinted pressing his face further to the glass trying to make out what Ray and Lassiter were talking about.

"So that's the guy?" Gus asked, and he gave a small huff. "I bet I could take him."

"No – no you can't." Shawn said immediately, he then pictured Gus making a swing at the massive muscle of a man Ray was and had to hold back a snicker. That so wouldn't end well for Gus.

"I will if I have to." Gus pressed "What could this guy possibly have that you don't?"

Shawn thought of a million answers to that questions but held his tongue, he only had a vague idea of who Ray was himself and wasn't willing to get Gus too involved.

"Those triceps might be something." Shawn settled on that answer instead, of course that answer met nothing to him – he remembered the photo in Don's desk six month ago and could still see the ring on Ray's finger, a detail that of course went missed by Gus.

"Triceps – bah." Gus answered "What do you think they're talking about?"

"That I am trying to figure out." Shawn said, and he squinted again peering closer into the window. "…So far all I've got is Japan." Which could be something, he vaguely remembered something being said about Tokyo 6 months ago – but it was too faint to bank anything on so Shawn put that inkling to the side for now.

"Japan?" Gus said "Maybe they're talking about J-Con coming up?"

"J-Con…" Shawn said flatly "Isn't J-Con that weird time of year where the Radisson gets ambushed by a bunch of teenagers dressed as Japanese cartoon characters?"

"They're Anime characters Shawn – and yes, I've been there two years in a row now. You should come with me, you might have fun."

Shawn gave Gus a comical side glance "You really – really worry me sometimes man."

"I worry you?" Gus exasperated "There's nothing wrong with liking Anime, deal with it."

"Anyone who feels comfortable enough to dress up as a 12 year old ninja-angel-school girl for an entire weekend has something just a little wrong with them." Shawn said, and he chuckled a bit when Gus fumed at him.

"Don't be hate'n' Shawn!"

"Relax." Shawn waved a hand at him in dismissal - "oo oo Ray's talking again!" Shawn squinted again and caught a few more words – Japan, Can Hoe? Disguises? What? ….The hell was going on in there?

At first it seemed Ray was talking coherently, Shawn could see that Lassiter was listening quite intently and Shawn tried even harder to get a glimpse of what was being said – it involved him after all right? He recognized Ray's lips saying 'psychic' a couple of times so that had to be Shawn. Suddenly though, Ray's expression changed, and the coherency in his words derailed completely. Shawn saw the topic change from a mile away, and saw that even Lassiter was suddenly confused. Shawn cursed then and noted that one of Ray's eyes was looking right at him. Shit. Shawn ducked down fast pulling Gus down with him.

"Ow!" Gus hollered "What the hell Shawn?"

"Time to go." Shawn said "Quick back to the blueberry."

Inside the restaurant Lassiter had been the first arrive, feeling antsy he had left his apartment 20 minutes early to try and calm his nerves a bit. He was still working on that when the chair across from him was pulled out and Ray Dunn was sitting across from him.

"Welcome back." Lassiter tried "How was your trip?"

"Very good." Ray answered "Lots of dead bodies."

Lassiter cringed a bit, the whole – killing people business was not something he was comfortable with. "You really sure you want to be saying that in front of a cop?"

"You really sure you want to be threatening me?" Ray countered "Remember detective, I'm not your enemy."

"Can never be too sure." Lassiter answered, and Ray smiled.

"I like the way you think detective, now down to business." Ray moved on. "You're wondering why we're here tonight."

"No – really?" Lassiter leaned in a bit resting on his forearm, "Down to it then?"

Ray obliged and reaching into the pocket of his trench, he pulled out a photo and slid it across the table for Lassiter to analyze. The girl in the photo was Asian – looking no older then 25, she was dressed in a regular jeans and t-shirt, the photo wasn't in anyway threatening.

"The hell is this?" Lassiter said. "What's so special about her?"

"That is Takaha Kanno." Ray said "And she's a lot more then what she appears to be – I was pursuing her in Japan, until I followed her here. She used to work with Don Lauren."

"Which is why you think she's after Shawn now?" Lassiter said, and Ray's response was to lean back in his seat and a take a sip from the water that was at his table.

"She's more adept to believe in the supernatural then I'll ever be, I believe she plans to use your psychic."

"You're not completely sure though." Lassiter said "I mean Don already tried getting to Shawn once, wouldn't that be too obvious?"

"Not the way she plays." Ray said. "She's a prominent drug lord, having inherited her father's empire and trickery shortly after he passed away."

"You expect me to believe, this tiny little person is a drug lord?" Lassiter said, and Ray shrugged.

"A drug lord, a master of disguise, and she has ways of getting to people without actually talking to them. Do not underestimate her detective, Shawn might be a psychic but she'll have him turned 6 different directions by the time she's done."

"Why are you telling me this?" Lassiter said "Can't you just find her and do this yourself?"

"She's good at hiding." Ray said. "I need a little inside work done."

"Inside work? How do you mean?" Lassiter was curious now – however the conversation suddenly stopped dead and Ray started talking nonsense.

"Hey Carlton, what do you think of Disney movies? Compare them between today and 30 – 40 years ago, weren't the oldies just the best? God I miss the classics, they recently re-released Bambi on Blue Ray – how awesome is that? I'm buying a copy tomorrow."

"What?" Lassiter blinked. "What?"

"More on that later." Ray said and he stood. "I'll be seeing you very soon detective, have a good night."

"Now wait just a damn minute!" Lassiter was up, but winced – people in the restaurant were staring now – dammit. Ray just laughed at him though and made his way out the back. Sighing Lassiter looked back at the photo still in his hands. Takaha Kanno eh? He made a mental note to try a background check on her at some point tomorrow. For now he was just going to get home.

As for Shawn and Gus they were out of the bush, and walking back to the blueberry now idly picking leafs and twigs out of their hair and clothes.

"So what do you think that was about?" Gus finally asked, and Shawn shrugged.

"No idea though." Shawn admitted "Probably a case – it didn't look like anything too threatening."

"Okay." Gus said "If you're sure, I'm sure."

"Awesome." Shawn said "Thanks for coming with me."

"It sounded fun." Gus admitted, they were then back at the car and Gus was opening the door when Shawn's phone rang.

"That's Lassie." Shawn frowned, he then remembered he made Lassiter promise to call him when he was done – well that was fast. Shawn answered the phone.

"Hey Lassie."

"All done." Lassiter said "So I know you're anxious – you coming to meet me?"

"Of course." Shawn said "Be there soon." He hung up and turned to Gus. "Lassie just asked me to meet him, so I'm going to turn around."

"Alright." Gus yawned. "I'm tired anyway, going home."

They fist-bumped their goodbye and Shawn turned on his heel to meet Lassiter. When he got there, Lassiter was outside and was now looking at Shawn with a raised eyebrow.

"That was fast." Lassiter commented, and Shawn gave a half shrug.

"I was already walking."

"I believe you." Lassiter said "You're filthy."

Shawn looked down at his close then, he was indeed covered in dirt. "I might've hopped a couple roofs, for old time's sake."

"You used to hop on roofs?"

"Weird phase in my teens." Shawn explained. "Quickly ended when I missed a jump by – not even half an inch and I went down hard – the result? A concussion, my dad was pissed."

"You jumped off a roof." Lassiter said "I'd be pissed too."

"Aw Lassie you do care." Shawn smiled and ruffled Lassiter's hair, Lassiter made a face and batted Shawn's hand away. Again it was their way of kissing in public, so Shawn really didn't mind.

"Now what did Ray want?" Shawn asked then, he fell into step beside Lassiter and he could tell Lassiter really didn't want to talk about it.

"I'm not completely sure." Lassiter said. "He was talking about Don, and then suddenly – Disney movies, and he bolted."

Shawn winced; Ray bolted because he spotted Shawn in the bushes. That much Shawn knew and he felt a little bad. "Well he'll probably be back." Shawn encouraged "Can I come next time?"

"I don't know." Lassiter said. "He hasn't given any indication that he wants to see you, didn't mention you."

That's a lie.

"I'm sure the word psychic came up a couple times." Shawn said "It must've, considering that yesterday you admitted to knowing that Ray thinks someone might be after me."

Lassiter didn't like the way Shawn was suddenly on his toes, yes there was someone POTENTIALLY after Shawn, but Lassiter wasn't ready to spill yet. "I don't know all the details." Lassiter said. "We're dropping it now."

"I want to talk about it." Shawn continued "Sooner or later I'll get a vibe or three, and I intend on telling you the second that happens."

"Well then I'll wait until you get a vibe." Lassiter countered "Until then, can you just trust that I have everything under control and that everything's fine?"

Shawn backed down then, he wasn't ready to give up on prying but the last thing he wanted was for Lassiter to be mad at him. Arguing wasn't fun at all. "Everything's under control." Shawn repeated, and he held up his hands at chest level giving a clear surrender.

"Thank you."

Lassiter changed the subject then as the two made it Lassiter's car and started to get in. "Tell me more about hopping roofs…"

Meanwhile a few blocks away Gus was just getting home, he was still pretty tired and was looking forward to curling up in bed but the usual climb up to his apartment was interrupted by a light tap on his shoulder just as he was about to unlock his door. He turned on his shoulder to see a young woman he had never met before, and she gave him a smile.

"Yes?" Gus asked.

"So sorry." The girl tried explaining. "My English – not so good. I am new?"

Gus recognized the girl's accent to be Japanese, and he looked her over again – she sure was pretty. "You're new?" Gus asked, and he smiled. "New to the building?"

"I don't know." The girl answered, and she suddenly looked nervous. Gus took the bait.

"Is everything okay?" Gus asked "Do you need help?"

The girl's eyes shined. "Hai – how you say please? My door..."

"You need help with your door?" Gus asked, and nodding the girl took Gus' hand and led the way. She took him down a floor and to the far end of the hall and pointed to her apartment door. The key of the door hanging from the keyhole, the girl showed Gus that the key was stuck by jiggling it a bit and giving Gus a helpless look.

"Aw." Said Gus, and smiling he grabbed for the key. "When I first moved here this happened all the time for me, there's a certain way you have to do it." He jerked the key to the left before slowly moving it to the right, the door clicked and Gus heard the lock come undone. "All done." Gus smiled again as did the girl and Gus decided this girl was impossibly cute.

She was wearing a tight white t-shirt that ended mid thigh, the rest of her legs being covered by black spanks and pink tennis shoes. The girl's jean jacket was also pink, the left shoulder sporting a brand logo he didn't recognize.

"Thank you!" The girl cheered, and she happily took her key back from the door. "So good – my hero."

Aw shucks, Gus blushed. "Its no big deal – Um my name is Burton but you can call me Gus."

"Gus." The girl repeated "My name Miko – Sorry, English still very bad."

"You're doing great." Gus encouraged "Well Miko if you ever need help again just come over okay?"

"Thank you." The girl chorused again, and when Gus turned around he had put on the swagger – he was going to woo this girl. He was already working on a plan to ask her out.

"Gus!" Miko's voice was loud, and he turned again to face her – he wasn't expecting her to call after him.

"Yeah?"

To Gus' astonishment Miko blushed, and she suddenly looked coy.

"Gus – you will, date me?"

"Dates as in – multiple?" Gus had to ask, and Miko blushed again.

"I like to walk." Miko answered "You walk to?"

"I'd love to." Inside his head Gus was doing the moonwalk. "How does tomorrow around 5 sound?"

"5 Tomorrow." Miko said "Yes!" and she left the conversation at that, flying into her apartment with a wave. When the door closed behind her, Gus went from mentally doing the moon walk to actually doing the moon walk.

From the peephole of the apartment Takaha Kanno watched as Gus did his silly little dance, and she rolled her eyes.

Boys are stupid.

However she was going to keep up this guise for as long as possible, Gus was as close to Shawn as she could get. Knowing full well her picture was already passed on to the detective; she didn't have a chance in hell if she showed her face now. There was about 20 pounds of pure Angel Dust hidden somewhere in this city, Don Lauren having been shot down before he could disclose the exact location.

The only upside to this loss being the resulting game, Takaha knew that before he was killed Don Lauren was with the psychic. The psychic she planned to use to find the drug before disposing of – only Ray Dunn was on her tail how annoying. Thus Takaha had to play it safe for now, and if worse came to worse? She'd just kill the detective to. A sadistic smile curved her lips then; maybe she'd kill the detective anyway? She remembered the last time she had killed a cop – it was fun, and Lassiter looked like he could bleed a lot.

"I'll keep his head on my mantle." Takaha said coolly, she talked to no one in particular.

Yes, it was settled. Before this whole thing was over Takaha would kill the detective – and his little psychic too.