As J.R and the Demon Samurai ran along the sidewalk to find Nathan, they ran past a T.V monitor which showed a local news reporter. The station apparently got word of what happened at the airport, and were following up with other stories. "We just received word that J.R and the Demon Samurai have helped in the arrest of a potential terrorist, however they are not the only two of the Top 8 residing within Tokyo doing their fair share of helping lately..."
Kisame merely chuckled at the voice "Us be in trouble...do you have any idea who you are talking to?" "Well I know what your bum will say, ruffian," the male voice said as a mysterious person wearing a standard military outfit with colors spelling out his origin, which had the United Kingdoms written all over it. He also seemed to have a British accent, but he also had a double handed blade sheathed, and attached to a strap along his back, how ever he wore a mask, with a V shape whole cut out to allow him to see yet the metal and red stripes along the V, made him look menacing.
"What a nuisance..." Kisame merely said "I wonder where to cut him..." he thought as his blade rose high into the air. "Allow me to make a suggestion...I give you more gills to that excuse for a face," he smirked under his mask, which also had the voice changer. He pulled out the double handed blade, which seemed quite heavy, and as wide as Kisame's, the weight difference of the blades remained unknown.
Meanwhile..Nathan soon slunk down to the ground, being kicked to the side by Kisame so his face were to hit the ground, his mouth full of grass...yet inches away from dog poo.
As Kisame slashed downs mysterious person dodge the blow and did a uppercut, Kisame tried to dodge it but got hit right in the face. J.R and the Demon Samurai eventually watch from the distance and prepare to fight Itatchi as well, but Itachi said "That is enough!" he grabbed Kismae and disappeared within a gale of winds, blowing back J.R's hood, but not his mask. He merely got a comb out and started to brush it back into place, only soon to place the comb back in his right pocket after brushing, and replacing the hood over his head. J.R said "What is going on L.K. "
The Lion Knight looked over to J.R "Not important right now chap, what are we going to do about those Red Barrens?" "Well...just tell me what is going on! On your end! Before I kick your butt..." The Demon Samurai just slaps them both, dodging the slap she was about to recieve from J.R "I will go get those cloaked figures."
"No," J.R said simply, speaking clear enough over the groan Nathan gave off as he sat up from the ground. "Why not?" she asked, "Well..we don't know their power level and we need to know why they are here."
"Let me tell you what I heard..." said L.K "Those fellows needed the little nerd for some sort of...how to put this...he has something they don't." "What, his powers?" "Yes...and they want to abuse those powers of his to gun someone down," "We should get going then..because I think I hear news crews coming."
Random fans started to swarm the area, fans of the top eight "Oh my lanta! Is that J.R and friends over there!?" "It is! Lets get their autograph!" "Hey I got a pencil!" "I got a pen!" "I got some paper!"
"Leave this to me guys.." Says Demon Samurai as she pulls out a couple of smoke balls, unknowingly pulling out the bland kind, they hit the ground, there was some smoke, but it only went up to their waists.
"Oops...can try that again?" "No, its my turn," said J.R, who picked up Nathan with one hand and took out a smoke bomb which was slightly bigger, and was pink. L.K asks "A...pink one? What happened to Jet Black?" "I ran out, and this knuckle head messed up in smoke ball training," he said referring to Nathan, who was still quite dizzy.
"Lets go!" he said before throwing it down, a burst of smoke came out, that was pink and glittery, he did not see the Pink League seal on it. "Awww...crap," said J.R as he snapped his fingers, and soon the pink clouds turned into a pink ice.
"What was that gay trick?" said a fan who obviously had no life. "Well...look again, they aren't in the ice!" "So it was a gay magic trick?" soon a fight broke out, fists and kicks galore while the three members of the top 8, laughed their asses off as they made their way towards Conrad Tokyo, a popular hotel which seemed to be close by. Nathan slept the whole way there, a headache still lingered.
Five hours later, it was 9:00 P.M and Jeremy was frustratingly hungry, while waiting for his friend to wake up whom was sprawled along a luxurious bed. 5 of the other members of the Top 8 had tracked Jeremy or J.R down, and even they weren't in their uniforms/disguises, they knew his two sides, and they wanted to pick an argument for some reason.
"For the last time! I am sorry for the pink thing!" "Jeremy, that was embarrassing...I would whip you numerous times if this room were not so small...you are devaluing the team!" said a mysterious voice, with a Russian accent. "Some knucklehead messed up my surprise!" "That or you got the pink league brand, eh?" said a Canadian voice.
"Ok ok ok...so I messed up on my surprise, big whoop! But still some knucklehead messed it up! Can you guys at least let me off the hook for something this stupid?" "Nein," says a German voice "We need to fix this...but how?" soon an Italian voice exclaims "I called our bosses! And made some tasty pizza pie," "Well I could go for some pizza..hey wait a minute a minute! You called our bosses!?" asked Jeremy "Écouter!" exclaimed a French voice "Ugh...I could use a massage...for five hours..after they get through with us."
Two minutes later Nathan eventually did wake up, seeing Jeremy getting held back by six other strangers as he was attempting to strangle the Italian. "You idiot!" The Italian shuddered holding up a pizza pie within his right hand "What? I thought you liked pepperoni!?" "I'm talking about our bosses!" "Achtung Jeremy," said the German "Fighting won't get us anywhere."
"Let me go dummys," he started getting really agitated. Nathan got out of the bed quickly then shouted "Enough!" After that there was a quiet moment. Nathan then walked around the room casually, asking "So what the heck is going on...and...who are these people Jeremy?" he asked, walking near the Italian. "Friends," he stated bluntly. Nathan nodded as he slipped behind the Italian, telekenetically taking the pizza pie without noticing. He would then start chewing on it while saying "What..kind of *munch* friends?" he asked with his mouth full. "Its not that important..." "Right..*gulp*" Nathan kept the pie piece hidden in his hands "I do remember you about "your bosses..." so these are co-workers as well?" "Well you could say that, or you could shut up for at least a minute..." He then shook off the others as a phone call came in from Bob, with an anime ringtone in the style of Inuyasha...this made the other members chuckle.
Irritatingly Jeremy picked up the phone "What is it Bobbo?" "I just got the report from the Itallian....what's this about a pink smoke ball? And what are the other members doing in Japan? I understand DemonSamurai but I could have sworn the rest of them were on vacation in the Carribian..." "Eh...no! Whoever told you that must be really stupid..." Bob just stayed quiet for a second because it was his own assumption.
"...Alright...so...other then a pink ball defacing the organization...did anything else go wrong?" "No, everything is just fine..." "Ok...then why are you in Japan when you should be at that village?" "The idiots at the airline thought they fueled the plane completely..."
"I will have to work on getting a better plane over to you A.S.A.P...and by A.S.A.P. I mean," Jeremy interrupts "You mean in two or three days don't you..." "Uh-huh...I love how the red tape works." "Ok then...but why are you in Japan?" asked Jeremy, looking at his G.P.S tracker within the watch. "Oh...nothing important...for now." "Liar.." "Believe what you want..." "Say hi to the other bosses for us," Bob sighed "Right...well, talk to you later." He hung up and then looked upon 5 trucks were getting loaded to the top with comic books and similar reading material. "The fans are gonna love this..."
"I have a feeling that we are gonna beat up our bosses...but why? Oh well, time for a late lunch," "Don't devalue it Jeremy, you always have us eat brunch, eh?" said the Canadian. "You know me...fill up good first then beat up the bad later..." By then Nathan completely eaten the pizza pie, at which time the Italian was silently looking for it, but Nathan not wanting to look guilty went along with them to look for a decent restaurant.
They found a burger joint.
