I meant to post this the other day, but whatever. I'm lazy. Four day weekend, though, so hopefully I'll get the rest of this typed. I had a dream, whether it was last night or the night before, but I apparently had posted a new chapter , this one, and became absolute ruler of the universe. I figured I may as well see how it goes. Hoping for the best. So, be good or your leader shall have you burned at the stake D
Also, the new guy in this chapter is my favorite :3 Once I post the next section, with the rest of the band, I shall post a pic of the them on my profile, if anyone wants to see it.

WELL! I've been working on my sketches and comics and such lately, assigning myself a drawing or two per week, and I was thinking about making one to do with social networking and brainwashing and monsters and etc. It all makes sense, really. Just cant be explained. Like Doctor Who. Anyway, I need characters for this drawing. If you wanna help out on that, or be in it, post a basic character description with whatever "fictional" monster is your favorite(eg. Frankenstein, Wolfman, Vampires, etc.) and I shall post the final project on my pro as well. Either comment with it or PM me. Whichever. If you want to, that is.

Chapter Four

"Dude, this is sick."

I grinned, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a completely different person. Short, spiky black hair hung lightly in my eyes. Shaved on both sides, short and spiked in the back. My bangs were cut short, a little above the eyebrows and separated in several strands. A long, black tank top hung from my shoulders, down to my thighs, a red octopus design printed on it. Over top, a fitted, white button-down shirt fell loosely over the tank. Red skinny jeans with black splotches fell into knee-high motorcycle boots with chains wrapped around them. My hands were covered in rings, some wooden, some metal. Snakes, skulls. Anything slightly gothic(or pirate). To top it all off, on my bottom lip, the far right side, a small silver ring was pierced through. To match the left eyebrow ring.

"This is awesome."

I looked to the guy standing next to me, the one who works here, who's name I discovered was Drew. He looked quite pleased with himself. "Glad you like it. I think you look great."

Well, thanks." I couldn't stop smiling. This is really, really sick. We'll see if Kyoya ever finds me.

"My pleasure."

"So, what'd-"

The door opened, cutting me off. I looked at my watch, then at the door, paranoia taking over. Drew followed my eyes, smirking a bit at the guy that just walked in. He has messy, dark hair, with a single red streak in the bangs. A tiny ball sat just above thin eyebrows. He wore a black tank, ripped where the sleeves would be. A skull stared out from the shirt. Dark jeans hung over black sneakers. A long chain on his neck held a guitar pick, three spike bracelets hung from his arms, two on one, one on the other. His face was blank of any expression other than boredom as he dropped a skateboard behind the glass booth.

The new guy leaned on the booth, hunched over. When his eyes landed on me, the eyebrow with the piercing raised and the sides of his lips twitched.

"You finally come to pay me back?" Drew asked him, smirk growing wider.

"Eh, I'll get around to it," he drawled, bored. His eyes never left me. Suddenly, they rolled up to look me in the eye. A smirk slid onto his lips, but, within seconds, all traces of it had gone, as if he'd never done it. "Jayy," he nodded.

I felt my eye and lip twitch. Jack. Oh, God. I love that name. And this guy is really hot. Shut up, brain! Remember Kyoya! "Virginia," I said without thinking. My eye twitched again. Better stop using that name. They wouldn't ask around, would they?

Jayy's eyebrows raised, amusement clear on his face. He stood up straight, leaving the booth and circling me. "Hmm, so you're Virginia. To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so… attractive… Or Goth." My eyes widened. Please, please tell me they're not looking yet. I'm not ready. Maybe Drew said something. That's possible, right? Weird, but possible. They might have tracked the number. What if they get here soon. I'm not ready to go home.

"Damn it, Jayson, stop flirting. You're scaring her." Drew chuckled.

If I hadn't snapped myself out of the deep thought I was having, I would have missed the wink Jayy sent Drew. Once I looked up, Jayy was scowling and I had to blink a few times to check that I was seeing correctly.

"Hey, shut it, you." He turned to me, seeming to look me over again. "I don't remember those guys saying anything about how you were. But, the way they spoke of you, I expected you to be some innocent little kid."

Shit. They are looking for me.

"So, who you running from?" The humor seemed to come back to his eyes and another smirk tugged at his lips.

"Not… running. Hiding. And just for the vacation. Once I win, I'll let them know where I am." I glanced at him through the mirror to see I'd intrigued him. "Boyfriend and friends. Hide and seek across England. Whoever wins chooses whether we stay in England or go back to Japan."

"Very interesting." He chuckled. "But, I do believe you're going to lose. Look behind you."

My head snapped up, eyes wide, to look out the door. Just across the street, a large group of bumbling idiots were running and stumbling towards the shop, followed by Kyoya. His thoughts seemed preoccupied, though, as he stared at something in his hand.

"Hide."

I looked up, confused, at Drew, who I believed to be talking..

"We'll cover for you. Hide in the back room."

I grinned, thanking him as he laughed. Picking up my bag, I heard the first voices near the door.

"Quick."

Not a second later, I had jumped and was now in the back room. Inhuman speed. Will come in handy this summer. From the next room, I heard Jayy fumble, confused as to how I'd disappeared so fast. I snickered, hushing myself once I heard the Hosts enter.

Taking a chance, I peeked out the door. The first thing I noticed was Jayy seated in a rolling chair, hunched over on the glass booth, pushing the chair back and forth. The bored expression was once again on his face as he watched everyone walk in, all looking terribly confused.

Tamaki looked quite scared and unsure as to whether he should be there while Hikaru and Kaoru were amazed and running around looking at everything, criticizing and holding clothes up against each other. Honey was scared and Mori's face was blank, as per usual. Kyoya, on the other hand, looked around suspiciously.

"'Ello," Drew said, smiling welcomingly. "Looking for anything in particular?"

"A girl." Hikaru wasted no time in making everyone and everything awkward. Kyoya shook his head disapprovingly.

"Don't remember us having sold those," Jayy said, sarcastically, a smirk gracing his pale features as he sat up a bit straighter.

"What he means is, we are looking for our friend. A girl. Virginia," Kyoya specified.

"Big group o' guys wandering aimlessly around town looking for one girl. Surely she's not just a friend." He seemed to be enjoying himself, the smirk getting wider every second.

Before Kyoya could respond with an equally sarcastic remark, Tamaki jumped in, worsening the situation. "She's my daughter and I will scour the streets looking for her, in every possible hiding place in all of England if I have to! I shall not stop until I find my beautiful daughter and reunite out broken family."

This seemed to have left more than just Jayy and Drew speechless. A few moments passed in awkward, stunned silence before Jayy recovered and spoke up. "You look a bit young to have a daughter capable of finding her way through England on her own. How old is this girl, your "daughter", who could possibly need your help while she's off gallivanting through England on her own?"

"…Sixteen…"

"Um, well, that's interesting and all, but we haven't seen any 16 year olds today, let alone one that could be your daughter…" Drew said, still a bit shocked.

"Yes, well, thanks for the help. We'll be going. Keep an eye out. She's evil," Kaoru added, replacing the black sweatshirt he was studying on its rack and dragging a moping Tamaki from the store.

"A demon," Hikaru helped.

"The devil."

"Your worst nightmare. Chaos everywhere she goes."

"yeah, we'll keep an eye out." Drew said as the last of the hosts disappeared out the door. Not a moment later, I was back in the room, next to Jayy.

"Freaks, aren't they?" I spoke, smiling.

"Where the bloody hell did you come from?" He jumped.

"I'm fast. And, apparently, Satan."

"Interesting group of friends you have there…"

"They're all freaks," I agreed.

"Really hoping that blond guy isn't your boyfriend. I'd feel really bad for you. And your sanity. Though, it would explain why you are here and not with him…" I looked up at Jayy as he'd said this, but he was still focused on the door.

"Out of all those guys, if I found myself falling for him, I'd have had myself committed long ago." I twitched at the thought of it. "No, I'm dating the serious guy with the glasses." "Really? I'd have thought one of the red heads that were calling you Satan." He smirked.

"Nooo, no way. I don't think they even go on dates. They're too close. They don't think anyone that can't tell them apart isn't worth it. I agree, but they don't let anyone close enough to tell them apart."

"Can you?" "Easy. I can read minds."

Suddenly, both pairs of eyes landed on me. I smirk, holding back a laugh. No idea why I'd told them that, but it's not like they'll believe me anyhow.

"No, you can't," Jayy said, eyeing me accusingly.

"How long you been playing drums?" I kept my eyes forward, leaning over the booth, but I could tell what they were thinking. Obviously. Silence. No one spoke; so I took the opportunity to answer my question. "Hmm, young age. Only 7? But you started on guitar at age 10."

"Holy…" They both stood back, shocked, shocked. "How can you do that?" It was Drew that spoke.

I shrugged, straightening up and cracking my back. "Struck by lightning. Woke up and I just could."

"Struck by lightning?"

"Twice."

"So, now you can read minds…"

"And run amazingly fast."

"That's maddening." Drew held his head.

"That's sick." We both looked at Jayy. He looked genuinely excited, then, all of a sudden, something seemed to click in his mind and his face dropped. "You know what I've been thinking this entire time… About you."

"I've been trying exceedingly hard to ignore it." I shut my eyes, rubbing them with my hands. "But, yes. Your thoughts are terribly loud. You should work on that." I turn to the mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of my new look, but instead see Jayy slipping into the back room, cheeks tinged red, grumbling to himself. I turn to Drew, raising my eyebrows. "So, how much I owe you for all this?"