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This is the last chapter. Enjoy.

Inside of the Ballroom, the room was full of color. Streamers and party hats were everywhere. There looked like they had busted open a piñata earlier and there was candy everywhere. Even the tables, which were covered in American dishes and lots of fine wines, had some candy on it. Most of the people attending were American and Japanese men and women wearing suits and dress outfits. Some were eating while some were drinking.

Gin then noticed their main targets, FBI James and Jodie. James appeared to be talking to some 7 year old child with black hair and a red bowtie. Gin wondered how for a sec how the kid got into the party, but then figured that he was James's nephew or something. Jodie, however, was drinking several glasses of what appeared to be Sherry

"Alcohol!!!" shouted Okiya as he ran off from Gin's group toward Jodie's table.

"Hey!" Gin shouted at Okiya, "Keep a low profile!" he turned to Kir, "Keep an eye on him!"

"Okay!" Kir responded with a smile as she ran after Okiya.

"Now the rest of you," Gin said turning to the rest of his group, "We must find out what the FBI's next plan of attack is. Vermouth, you keep an eye on FBI Camel. If possible, ask him a question or two."

"Okay!" said Vermouth obediently and walked over to where Camel was.

"Chianti and Korn, I want you to keep an eye on James and question him," said Gin to them.

"Okie dokie!" said Chianti as she and Korn walked over to Camel.

"Vodka!" said Gin to his partner, "You come with me."

"Yay!" replied Vodka with a goofy grin because he knew that Gin would do all the work for him. Vodka followed Gin over to Jodie's table to check on Kir's progress. However, she seemed to be having trouble.

"Yeah…" Jodie started, "You guys are great!" Gin then realized Jodie was very drunk out of her mind, "We should like, you know, hang out more together! Do you think so, Glasses?"

"Sure…" Kir answered unamused.

"Cheer up, Kir!" Okiya was also clearly drunk.

"Okiya! Low profile!" Gin whispered, "Don't use our codenames."

"Actually," Jodie said examining Kir closely, "You do look very familiar…"

"No I don't!" Kir said quickly in defense.

"No, no…" Jodie answered, "I know who you are!"

"No you don't!' Kir said as she started to panic.

"You're that one kid…Oh yeah…Eisuke!" said Jodie happy she remembered.

"Who?" asked Gin joining in the conversation.

"Eisuke, that one kid," Jodie continued, "Don't you remember me?"

Kir looked to Gin asking for an answer, Gin shrugged his shoulders and made a hand motion that told her to play along with it.

"Yeah… We had some fun times…" Kir answered cautiously.

"Oh good! I remembered correctly! How's it going? You become that CIA agent you wanted to be?"

"Umm…" Kir continued even more cautious trying not to reveal too much to Gin and to not blow her cover, "Not yet. But I'm getting there…"

"Good, good," Jodie continued drinking another shot glass of Sherry. She then noticed Vodka, "Hey! Camel!"

"Umm…" Vodka also looked to Gin for guidance. Gin did the same motion that he did to Kir to tell him to go with it. Vodka then answered, "Umm… How's it going, Jodie?"

"I want you to do the Truffle Shuffle!" Jodie shouted holding up her glass.

"Uhh…no…?" Vodka said looking to Gin for more guidance. Even Gin didn't know how to respond to this one.

"Do it!!!" Jodie shouted. She appeared to be a loud drunk.

"Please," plead Vodka, "I really don't want to!"

"Meh…Fine!" Jodie shouted, "But you're gonna do it later for me!" Vodka was okay with that because he knew that it wouldn't be him doing it but the real Camel.

Gin, at this point, realized he probably wasn't going to be getting any real information from Jodie. He also realized that, if left alone, Okiya might blow their cover.

"Hey," Gin started, "Okiya and I are going to go get something to eat. Vod…err…Camel, you stay here with…Eisuke…and Jodie."

"Okay!" said Jodie still drunk, "See ya later, James! And happy birthday!"

'Damn that Vermouth… These disguises suck!' Gin thought to himself, 'I can only hope nothing else goes wrong…'

Gin and Okiya made their way over to Chianti and Korn, who were talking to FBI James. Okiya was so drunk now that he had to lean on Gin to walk.

James noticed Gin and said, "Good day there, old chap! My, I don't recall your face, what be your name?"

"Umm…" Gin struggled to remember his fake name, "Naruto…"

"Naruto…" James said thinking, "That doesn't sound familiar. When did you transfer to Japan?"

"Just this morning," answered Gin who started to worry his cover might be blown soon.

"Ah, that's grand, my boy!" James said handing Gin a glass of wine, "Who might that young lad on your should be?"

"He's no one," Gin said putting the glass on a near by table, "Now, since I'm new, I'd like to know what our next plan of attack against the evil Black Organization members will be?"

"All work and no play make Naruto a dull boy," James said with a smile. He continued after seeing Gin's confused face, "Let's relax! It's my birthday!"

Chianti finally joined the conversation, "Yeah….err…Naruto! Tis a party!!!"

'Ahh crap!' thought Gin, 'Now Chianti's drunk!'

"Umm…" Gin started realizing Chianti is more likely to blow the mission than Okiya because she's a loud drunk, "Neji! Why don't you take Hinata to the car to lie down for a bit?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever…" said Korn as he took Chianti out the front doors.

Just as they left, James said, "Oh! It's just time to cut the cake! Won't you boys join me?"

Before Gin could say no, Okiya said, "Hell yeah! Is it by chance a whiskey cake?"

"Not sure yet. Come along, gentlemen," James said walking towards the massive cake. James then grabbed a microphone and announced for everyone to come to the cake table also. Jodie, Kir, and Vodka joined Gin and Okiya in front of the crowd waiting for the cake.

James spoke into the microphone, "I would like to tell all of you how happy I am that you came to my birthday party. I shall now start to cut the…"

Okiya grabbed the microphone before James would finish his sentence and started to speak into it, "Yeah…that James fellow…is one great guy! I'd…uhhh…also like to point out a few of my best buddies…!"

He stumbled his way towards Kir. He tripped half way over and all the FBI members laughed thinking this was all a joke.

He quickly got up and spoke into the mike pointing at Kir, "Ya see this pretty chick right here? Her name is Kir! And she's my new women!"

'Wait…Did he just refer to her by her codename?!' thought Gin realizing what the drunk was saying.

"And this chick right here," continued Okiya now pointing at the drunken Jodie, "She's my new drinking buddy whose name I have yet to learn!"

"Hell yeah!" Jodie said smiling, "…wait…Did you just refer to Eisuke as Kir…?"

"That's her name, no?" responded Okiya. Kir became the center of attention for the FBI and she started panicking.

Okiya continued, "And this fine fat fellow is Vodka!" he said patting Vodka on the back.

"Hey!" Vodka said in retaliation, "I'm not fat!"

"Yes you are, Vodka," Okiya said smiling, "You're fatter than a fucking cow!"

Jodie asked, "And you just referenced to Camel as Vodka…"

"He's not Camel! I am!" Camel shouted out noticing Vodka.

Now all eyes were on Kir and Vodka. Both of them were looking at Gin for guidance and help.

Gin was getting tired of Okiya's game and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. Okiya began flailing and grabbed for Gin's face to let him go. However, Okiya accidentally ripped off Gin's mask exposing his true face and hair to the FBI. Everyone fell silent in the room for a second. Jodie then broke the silence.

"Black Organization!!!" she shouted pointing at Gin, "Let's get them!"

Then every FBI member in the room pulled out their guns and pointed them at Gin, Okiya, Kir and Vodka.

"Now, now," Gin started trying to attract the FBI's attention. He made hand motions at Kir to tell her to take the rest of them and make a run for it. She nodded and Gin continued, "Just because we may have crashed your party, and may have brought a bloody drunkard, that doesn't make us the Black Organization, now does it?"

"It does a little…" Jodie started holding her gun a little disoriented, "I mean, you do look like Gin…"

"This is my back up disguise!" Gin said checking if Kir and the rest were gone yet. They had made it to the doors to the ballroom. Gin motioned for them to leave and they ran out. Gin sighed and continued, "I'm a CIA member, you see. I'm here to check up on you FBI guys, you understand?"

"Oh, so you're with Hidemi's group, then?" asked James.

"Umm…yeah…" Gin responded not even knowing who Hidemi was.

"Okay," said Jodie walking up to Gin holding out her hand, "Let's see your I.D. then…"

"Umm…" Gin said trying to stall, "I left it in my….. Screw it!" Gin punched Jodie in the face and then made a creak for the doors. Most of the FBI tried to help Jodie while others ran after Gin.

Gin made it out the front door of the hotel and found Vodka pulling up the Porsche opening up the passenger side door. Gin quickly jumped in and Vodka drove away before the FBI caught them. Korn followed closely in the Viper.

The Porsche fell silent as everyone in there took off their disguises. Okiya had fallen asleep on Kir's lap and Kir was petting his hair as he slept.

Vodka broke the silence, "Do you think that they're still following us?"

"No," said Gin in response, "Mission failure, everyone."

"I'm not sure about that," Kir said still petting Okiya, "We got little Bon-Bon here. And we got free booze and food."

"True," Gin said, "However I never drank or ate anything there. I was actually trying to do the mission…" he said glaring at Okiya, "Also, did you just call him Bon-Bon?"

"Well, Gin," Vodka interrupted, "Do you want me to stop by a fast food joint or something?"

"I guess so. Just stop at the next food place you see," said Gin now looking out the window.

Vodka drove for a few minutes and then turned into a parking lot. Vodka and Gin got out of the car and waited in front of the building for Kit to wake up Okiya and for Chianti and Korn to show up.

Gin then looked up at the sigh of the restaurant. It was none other than Baskin Robbins. Gin smacked Vodka in the back of the head after reading it.

"Ow!" Vodka moaned holding his head, "Why'd you do that?"

"What do you think?" Gin responded while pointing at the sign.'

"You said the first fast food joint. Blame your self," Vodka said rubbing the back of his head. Just then, Kir came out of the Porsche letting Okiya lean on her shoulder for support. Then the Viper pulled up. Korn came out also letting Chianti lean against his shoulder.

"Baskin Robbins? I love Baskin Robbins!" Chianti shouted in a drunken voice.

"Yeah, sure, whatever…" Gin said opening the front door entering.

The inside of the building was cold. There were only a few teenagers in the store. Gin walked up to the counter with the rest of the group. The cashier was a young, dark skinned boy. He had black hair with a small Baskin Robbins employee hat on.

"Welcome to Baskin Robbins, what ice-cream would ya like?" asked the teenager in an Osaka accent.

"Boy! You sure got a funny accent!" shouted Okiya pointing and laughing at the teen.

"Umm…yes," Vodka started, "I'll take one scoop of strawberry."

"I'll take a scoop of chocolate, please, said Kir next.

"I'll take one of Bourbon!" shouted Okiya waving his arm.

"He'll just take some chocolate…" said Kir slightly annoyed with Okiya.

"Chianti will have a scoop of vanilla," said Korn noticing Chianti had fallen asleep on his shoulder, "Since I'm pretty sure you don't have a corn flavor, I'll have cookie dough."

"That's all good," said the Osaka boy, "What about you, sir?"

"Uhh…" said Gin trying to pick a flavor, "I guess I'll take a scoop off bubble gum…"

The Osaka kid gave him an odd look, probably because he's never heard of a tough looking blond dude ordering bubble gum ice-cream.

"It'll take just a few minutes…" he said finally getting the ice-cream cones.

"Of course we have to wait!" Okiya shouted. He then tried to stand on his own and started staggering off towards the other side of the shop, "I'm gonna go sit down at a table!"

"We really shouldn't leave him alone," said Vodka, "Now after what happened at the party…"

"Fine, we can all go find a table…" Gin said following the drunken Okiya to the tables. Okiya soon lost his balance and tripped on his face next to a seated teenage boy. The boy's hair was a dark brown and was very fluffy. The boy, being a good person, got up and helped Okiya get up.

"You okay, sir?" asked the boy.

"Yeah…" Okiya said, then he smelled the teen's hand for some reason, "Say, you smell familiar…"

"Ah…" said the teen in a panic, "No I don't!"

"Smell?" asked Gin really confused and disturbed.

"Yeah, you smell like that Kaitou Kid fellow…" said Okiya getting up finally and studying the boy's face.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" said the teen, "I have to go now! See ya!" The boy then ran out of the front door in a hurry. Okiya then took the boy's seat and invited the rest of them to sit down at his table.

All but Gin sat down, Kir sat next to Okiya and played with his hair still. Chianti was still drowsy and was laying her head on the table and Korn sat down next to her. Gin was about to sit down when Vodka took the last seat. Gin gave him a death glare and freaked Vodka out. He was about to get up when Gin sighed and pulled over a chair from another table.

Gin was again suffering from a headache. The cause was either the events that occurred at the party or from the strong smell of ice-cream. All he wanted to do now was head back to Chianti's and Korn's apartment and go to sleep.

Soon, the Osaka kid called their order number on the microphone and Gin and Vodka rose from their seats to pick up the ice-cream. When they got up to the counter, the Osaka Kid had a bit of a scared face on.

"Here's your ice-cream, sir…" he said in a shaky voice. He then handed Vodka the ice-cream cones. Then Gin knew why he was scared.

"Hey…" started Gin, "Where's my ice-cream…?"

"Oh…ah…" asked the teen even more panicked, "Ya see…we sort ran out…"

"…ran out…?" asked Gin trying to hold back his anger.

"Umm…" responded the teen.

"Umm…yes…Is there something else ya want ta order?" asked the teen.

Gin finally lost his sanity. He grabbed the boy by his shirt and pulled him over the counter.

"Listen here, moron!" Gin shouted, "I woke up this morning next to a women I hated and don't even know if she did something to me the night before and was forced to eat fuckin' Corn Pops! Then I was trapped in a car with those idiots as the sung the fuckin' Fun Song! Then I had to hang out with my enemies, who were drunk, by the way, at a fuckin' party! And then they chased me out of said party at gun point! And now you're telling me that I can't have a fucking' bubble gum ice-cream cone?!"

"Don't get angry at me, dude!" yelped the teen partially in tears for fear of getting the crap beaten out of him over ice-cream, "That kid over there got the last scoop!"

Gin's attention was now directed in the teen was pointed at. He was pointing at a teen around the Osaka boy's age; however it wasn't clear what the kid's gender was. After a closer look, Gin could tell it was a boy. The boy looked a lot like Kir, only more masculine. He had a black pixie cut hair style and wore large round glasses. He actually looked a lot like Kir's disguise for the party. He was sitting all alone at a table with the last scoop of bubble gum ice-cream.

The boy took a lick of the ice-cream and put a disgusted expression on his face. He got up after the first lick and threw the entire ice-cream cone in the garbage can. Gin was outraged from this sight. He let go of the Osaka boy's shirt letting his go, stormed over to the boy and grabbed the kid by his shirt in much a similar fashion he did to the Osaka boy.

"What the hell did you do that for!?" shouted Gin.

"Oh God! Please don't hurt me!" whimpered the boy.

"I asked you a question!" shouted Gin, "Now answer it!"

"I hate sweets!" explained the boy in a panic, "But I do like bubble gum a little bit! I wanted to try and see if I liked bubble gum ice-cream, but it turns out I don't! So I threw it away! Please don't hurt me!"

"Hurt you?! You're gonna need a hundred plastic surgeons when I'm done with you!" shouted Gin as he began to beat the living crap out of the teen.

Okiya started cheering on Gin's beating, while Kir begged him to stop, saying something about her brother. Gin didn't hear anything. All he could hear was the teen crying like a little girl.

Everyone else in the room watched as Gin beat the teen as they ate their ice-cream cones. Vodka also enjoyed the show but then suddenly had a thought, a rare occurrence from Vodka.

"Say, guys…" he started, "Where's Vermouth?"

Meanwhile, at the FBI's party.

"Man! You guys sure are great at throwing parties!" shouted Vermouth drinking a glass of wine as some FBI members danced to loud music. She was still in her disguise and she was talking to James.

"Thank you, uhh…" James tried to remember, "What did you say your name was?"

"Meh, just call me Chris. Or Sharon. I really don't care!" shouted Vermouth enjoying another glass, "I guess I'll stay here until the parties over then!"

Hope ya'll liked it. Read and Review much appreciated. ~Tez-Taylor