In case you forgot:

For Reference:

Ruki: Matsumoto Takenori

Uruha: Takshima Kouyou

Aoi: Shiroyama Yuu

Reita: Suzuki Akira

Kai: Uke Yukata

Chapter Four - Followed

Behind the black SUV was a little unsupicious Volvo. None of them thought to look back as the driver stared intently at them, keeping his eyes on them.

He had dark hair covering his eyes, natually messy with olive colored skin. He wore his usual button-up shirt and kakhis. Beside him was his partner in crime, a girl. She had short blond hair, and she was American. She held a camera in her hand, silently cleaning it as she kept her blue eyes on the lense.

"Haru-san, are you ever going to tell me why you dragged me all the way to Kyoto?" She asked quietly.

"Because." He said, gesturing to the car in front of them. "You see that car? That car holds the next front page news."

"Huh?" The girl raised an eyebrow.

"Ever heard of The GazettE?" Haru sighed.

"Sorta." She shrugged. "My little sister's obsessed with them."

"Well, they're in that car." He nodded. "With Neko."

"Neko?" The girl smiled. "That is front page news. Do you think they're having an affair? Which one do you think it is? Maybe that tall one-the one with the lip ring. Or the one who looks like a girl...then again, they all kinda look like girls-"

"Karoline." Haru said stiffly. "Please. Shush."

She sighed, zipping her lip.

They drove in silence for a little while as she continued cleaning the lense.

Haru kept his eyes on the car ahead, trying to decide what his first move would be.

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Rory threw a french fry at Takenori and he grimaced.

"I hate American food." Natsu whined.

"Get off it." Rory stuck her tongue out.

"So, ladies, since you plan this so well..." Kouyou walked up and slapped a map on the table. "Why don't you draw out a little map of where the hell we're going."

"Wow." Yukata blinked. "Kouyou? Did you just say...plan?"

"Shut it, Yuka-chan." He rolled his eyes.

"Let's see..." Rory drew multiple lines across the map with her index finger. "There and there and there and there-"

Takenori grabbed her hand, shaking his head. "We're not going across Japan, Neko-chan."

"Are, too, Take-chan." She stuck her tongue out at him, ripping her hand from hers.

"Here." Natsu brought out a permanent marker and brought it down on the map. "So, we're in Kyoto. I say we drive to Osaka, and then drive 28 towards Tokushima, stay there for the night. Turn our butts back around, go up to Mie, cause we can't leave Yuu out-"

"Huh?" Yuu temporarily looked up from his plate.

"Nothin'." Kouyou raised an eyebrow at him.

"-and then drive along the coast until we get back up to Kanagawa." She said, drawing out thier route on the map.

"Sounds just fine to me." Yukata sighed.

"Oh, dear..." Natsu groaned.

"What?" Rory asked.

"We have to go through Naruto to get to Tokushima." She said quietly.

Rory spit her drink everywhere, laughing.

"Oh, ew." Kouyou turned around and walked away.

"Very attractive, Rawr." Natsu snorted.

Yukata backed away from Rory and into Natsu, not wanting to get saliva and coke on him.

"That's disgusting." Yuu commented, but didn't let it effect his eating.

"Here." Takenori handed her napkins, but she couldn't stop laughing.

"Good, Lord, what happened?" Akira asked as he walked up with his drink in his hand.

"It's the-and the-and the-Naruto! And the-the-show! And the-the-fishcake!" Rory got louder with every word.

"Dearest, Rory..." Natsu sighed as she peeked over Yukata's shoulder. "I'm afraid Take-san has spiked your drink."

"I have not." Takenori grimaced.

"Sure-ness." Natsu shook her head. "Very sad."

Rory took the napkins and wiped herself and the table off. "Sorry...it was funny..."

She snickered a little.

"No more coke for you." Natsu pulled her drink away, sipping and sighing. "Yep. Vodka."

"No way." Takenori raised his eyebrows.

"Kidding." Natsu giggled. "You know, I wonder if..."

Her eyes wondered outside, catching the shiny red Volvo parked two spots away from her SUV. She narrowed her eyes, focusing without looking at it completely, not wanting to tip the bastard off.

"Rory." She whispered. "Sleez-mo's here."

"What?" Rory looked around.
"Don't look." Natsu smiled sharply. "Nobody look. Act normal. We're going to leave. Who drives the fastest and can manuver around traffic without getting caught?"

Everyone looked at Takenori.

"What? I don't like cops..." He muttered, shrugging.

"He's gonna kill us." Yuu commented, pushing his empty plate forward.

"Let's go guys." Natsu said, still smiling stiffly.

They made thier way out the door, leaving the tip and the payment on the table. They laughed, mainly just to make sure the reporters didn't know they knew they were there.

"Takenori, you drive." Natsu threw him the keys and he winked at her.

She resisted laughing as Kouyou and Yuu climbed in the very back, her Akira and Yukata in the seat in front of them with Rory and Takenori in the very front.

"Please don't kill us, Take-chan." Rory pleaded.

"Don't worry, Neko-chan." He smirked. "Lots o' practice."

She gulped. "I'm as good as dead..."

Natsu squeaked when Takenori floored it, swerving into the oncoming traffic.

"Oh, Miyavi, Oh, Miyavi, Oh, Miyavi..." She gasped as she grabbed Akira and Yukata's hands.

Takenori ran a redlight, almost getting hit head-on by a fancy looking muscle car. But he swerved at just the right time and did a doughnut in the other direction.

"I'm gonna die!" Yuu exclaimed.

"You're not gonna die!" Kouyou grabbed Yuu's arm as they suddenly did a sharp turn to the right.

"Where are we going?" Takenori asked casually.

"Ah! Uh. Downtown Kyoto!" Rory said. "Takenori! Watch out!"

"I fucking see it, Neko-chan!" Takenori winced as she screamed in his ear.

"Ah!" Natsu cried. "Yukata, Akira, if I die here, I want you both to know you guys are awesome! And if we all die here, then I'll see you in rockstar heaven!"

She tucked her head between her knees as Akira and Yukata couldn't help but laugh.

"Holy shit, they're still tailing us!" Kouyou said.

"Who the hell is that?" Akira demanded.

"Sleeze-mo!" Natsu took deep breaths to calm herself. "He used to, like, stalk Rory. Said he was in love with her. We both told him he was a freak and Po, our bodyguard, kept on having the throw him out. He's bound for revenge!"

"What?" Takenori raised an eyebrow. "If you were in that kinda trouble, then why didn't you come and find me and tell me?"

"For one, I didn't know if you-ah!-wanted to see me." She said. "And two, 162 centimeters tall isn't that menacing, Takenori!"

"Are you callin' me short?" Takenori demanded, drifting a curve and sliding all the way across an intersection. "You're shorter than me."

"Ruki, fucking drive!" Akira demanded.

"By a few centimeters!" Rory continued to argue. "And not with my heels on!"

"Whatever!" Takenori clenched his teeth as he did a complete U-turn.

"Quit fighting like a married couple and drive!" Natsu yelled.

"We're not married!" Both Takenori and Rory said at the same time.

"Oh, Miyavi, Yukata they're going to kill us..." Natsu whimpered. "They're so going to kill us."

"They aren't going to kill you." He sighed.

"What about you?" She asked. "They aren't gonna kill you either, are they?"

"No." He chuckled before she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest.

"Tell meh when it's over!" She cried.

"I think I'm gonna be sick..." Yuu groaned.

"Aw, shit, Yuu." Kouyou groaned. "Aim it at Akira!"

"No!" Akira protested. "Aim it at them!"

"You puke in this car, Yuu, and you're dead!" Rory yelled back.

Finally, Ruki took a sharp turn down an alley before Sleeze-mo could turn down the last intersection. They disappeared into the darkness as the shiny Volvo raced by.

"Thank God." Natsu sighed in relief, she patted herself down to make sure she was still alive. "I'm unscathed!"

Then she felt around Yukata's chest and smiled. "You're unscathed, too! And you, too, Akira!"

"Yeah, sure, you feel him up, but don't bother with me." Akira joked.

"Where's your nose, Reita?" Natsu asked out of the blue.

He grimaced.

"I am so driving!" Rory exclaimed as Takenori burst out laughing.

"That was fun." He smiled at her.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm driving."

"You can sit on my lap, shorty, and then I'll let ya drive." He smirked.

"Hentai..." She muttered, throwing a pencil at him.

"Ugh..." Yuu leaned against Kouyou's shoulder, groaning. "Kouyou-chan, I don't feel so hot...you look hot, though."

Kouyou gagged. "Someone get this freak out of the car."

Comments:

It's not very long, but I liked the last line Uruha says. so funny.

I was laughing so hard writing the get-away scene.

And it's 1:30 in the morning, so if it seems weird...you know why. lol