"Where the fuck are we?"
Hiruma awoke to the bright sun shining above. He got up and noticed he was still in the small boat. Musashi was already awake.
"So you're finally awake," he said, turning around to face Hiruma.
"How long has it been?"
"Don't know, maybe a day or two," Musashi looked up at sky and watched to seagulls fly off, "Hey if we follow the direction those birds are flying, we'll probably reach land,"
"We're taking directions from fucking birds now?" Hiruma sneered.
"Birds gotta land sometime,"
"Tsk,"
Musashi was able to break to parts of the top of the boat for the two to use as paddles. The sun blazed hot above them.
"So, I never asked. How the fuck did you get captured?" Hiruma said after some time of silence.
"Well, I'm not sure; I was walking back to my dorm room, when I get hit upside the heade. Next thing I know, I'm struggling to get out of a bag,"
Hiruma grinned, "Well, at least we're on the same boat," he noticed up ahead, there was land, "Hey, land,"
Argon had asked Mamori to meet him on the roof of the science building, Mamori had noticed their where no railings by the edge. When he saw her walked up, he grabbed her hand and held it up.
"So when shall I announce our engagement?" he said slyly. Mamori shook her hands angrily.
"My answer is still no!" she exclaimed, taking a step back.
"No? No! No?!" Argon yelled then he calmed down, "Oh, your joking aren't you, but of course! HAHAHA!"
The three students that follow him, first laughed uncertainty, then it blew into full laughter.
"Shut up!" Argon yelled and they did.
[Argon]
Don't make me laugh, ha-ha
Don't make me laugh, ha-ha
My funny friend,
Don't make me bend in half,
Don't be a card, babe,
Argon pushed Mamori close to his chest and started to dance with her. Mamori tried to pull away.
Don't mess with Argon,
Don't make me laugh so hard that you begin to ache,
Don't make me laugh,
Don't pull my leg,
May I suggest you would do best to beg,
If you say no, miss,
If you refuse,
This is your notice that I refuse to lose
Say yes, my love,
And go with a winner,
Believe me, that would be wiser,
Say no, poor dove,
Argon twirled her, and as she was an arm's length away, argon grabbed her and leaned her over the edge. Mamori had shock written on her face.
And you're a shark's dinner,
And Hiruma's the appetizer, ha-ha
Get the picture?
Don't make me laugh, ha-ha
Or slap my knee, ha-ha
I'm no hyena,
So Mamori, What'll it be?
He grabbed Mamori's hand and twirled her around
Right this way to the Argon estate,
Or write your epitaph, you choose your fate,
Don't make me wait,
And baby,
Don't make me laugh!
Argon let go of Mamori and she fell on her behind. She crossed her arms and scowled at Argon, but he only laughed.
Musashi dragged the boat onto the sandy beach, while Hiruma just walked across it. Now how to get back to Mamori…
"I think we're back in Japan, I mean, I'm pretty sure we are," Musashi said, walking up to Hiruma.
"We need to find some civilianization, and then get directions," Hiruma walked off the beach and into the grass, going in any direction he wants.
"You never think at times, don't you?"
Hiruma smiled, "I do; only when it's important, my actions speak louder than my words,"
The two kept on walking and walking, through fields and forest's. It took them about a day before they reached a little farm.
"Finally! I'm fucking starved!" they walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a man in his mid-forties.
"Excuse me, can you help us?" Musashi asked.
"Eh? What are you saying?" the man replied.
"He speaks English," Hiruma replied, "Can you help us?"
"Oh! Yes, yes! Come on in! I was just making lunch before going out in the fields," he ushered the two in, "Don't mind me asking, but are you Chinese?"
"Japanese," Musashi replied, he can understand a few words of English.
"Ah, I'm guessing your strangers to these parts," the man replied, "Oh where are my manners, I'm Geoffrey Spencer, nice to meet you," he held out his hand, Musashi took it and shake it. Hiruma ignored it.
"Can you us where we are? We're lost," Hiruma explained.
"Oh, you're in Oregon," Geoffrey replied. Hiruma and Musashi stared at him wide eye.
"We're in America?!" they both exclaimed at the same time, Hiruma turned on Musashi.
"I knew trying to follow birds was a bad idea! Now look where the fuck we are! America! Of all places!" Hiruma yelled, frustrated.
"Hey, hey calm down!" Musashi calmly replied.
"Ugh! I'll never get back in time!"
"What are you arguing about?" Geoffrey ask
"It nothing, we don't mean to worry you," Musashi said.
"Alright, if you two boys need any help, I can help you any way I can,"
"Thank you,"
Hiruma turned to face Geoffrey, "Where is the nearest airport?"
"Why, there one only four hour drive from here," Geoffrey said, taken back.
"Good, we need to borrow your car,"
"Oh, all right, sure, I'll take you guys myself, the roads twist and turn too much for me to let a bunch of youngsters driving, and my car is old," he got up, got his keys and walked over to the door, "Come on lads, times a 'wasting,"
The two followed him outside, and followed him to his barn. Inside it held an old truck that had rust on its sides. The three loaded up and Geoffrey hit the gear and the truck sped off.