Yes, the new part! Chapter 7! And the second part of the three Golden Bowl parts.

Disclaimer: Belongs to Riichiro Inegaki and Yusuke Murata. Not me, I'd just mess it up if i wrote it... and let's not start on my "artistic talent".


.::Reception Desk- Security::.

"I can't believe you can pack so many guns at once." Kris said with her arms slightly up as the security guard removed her 'dangerous articles'. He had a pretty good stack of knives on the desk, and Hiruma's pile of guns was still growing, artillery shells, and grenades also decorated the desk.

"You're not to light on the hardware either." Hiruma smirked at her, he was in the same position, arms slightly raised with a security guard pulling ammunition and guns, bottomlessly from his school uniform. "Except you seem to be running lower and lower." He commented as the security guard removed what he thought was the last knife.

"Hmmm... I think I'll wait for him... this could take a while." Kris told the security while taking a seat on the desk. Hiruma yawned boredly as his security guy pulled out a grenade launcher. "Long wait." Kris sighed, toying absently with a knife resting on the desk.


Sena walked thought the crowd, looking for Gairo, Hiruma or Kris. Anyone of them would have helped him a little. They were looking for Gairo, Hiruma could probably help them find Gairo, and Kris... well they just needed to find her, too. Sena suddenly slammed into a white t-shirt. "What the hell do you want?!" A man with a weird beard (Scrunchy: Rhymed...) asked glaring down at Sena and Monta through sun glasses.

"Ah... Sorry!" Sena said holding his arms up disarmingly.

"Hmm? School uniforms? Junior High or High School?" He asked looking them up and down.

"Uh... umm... we're from Deimon High School." Sena stammered in response.

"Deimon High School? American Football Club?" He asked, Sena quickly nodded his head. The man straitened and waved up to the DJ


"Dammit, I knew this was going to be a long wait." Kris sighed, slightly slumped down on the desk. The man who was disarming Hiruma was bending over panting next to a pile of artillery that would be taller than Kris if she stood on the desk.

"Can I go in now?" Hiruma asked, smirking at the man, still holding his jacket open for the man to see he had no more guns.

"Th- that's fine, this way." The man said and motioned for Hiruma to go through the doors, Kris jumped off the desk and followed.

Kris pulled a switch blade out of her sleeve, while Hiruma pulled an AK-47 out of the back of his shirt and loaded it with a sadistic smile and a short laugh. "You still had a gun in there?" She asked rolling her eyes.

"Hey, you still had a knife, so why're you complaining?" He asked, shrugging. Kris rolled her eyes and began to follow him through the crowd.


.::Governor's House::.

The Governor looked at the flier in front of him, "Golden Bowl: Deimon Devil Bats vs. Uraharajuku Boarders."

"Deimon is weak; looks like the Boarders will definitely win this one." Mutou said over the line.

"Sounds good." The Governor replied looking at the Golden Bowl folder again. "So it's already decided that the Uraharajuku Boarders will move on to the Kanto tournament." The Governor said chuckling. "But I must say, my dear Mutou, you sure are a wily one."

"No, no. I can't compare to you." Both Mutou and the Governor cracked up in laughter.


"Kris get up." Kyle said shaking her shoulder. Her hand immediately caught his wrist and she glared at him. "What--?"

"Leave me alone or suffer horrible pain." She growled threateningly. Her head pounded and she was sure that Hiruma knew this would happen. 'Sadistic bastard.' She thought and leaned her head back on the pillows as Kyle shook her shoulder again.

"What, a hang over?" Kyle asked smirking.

"Hiruma told you?" She asked, her eyes flashing at him.

"Actually he just called, told me, and I quote, 'Get your fucking mutt over here now.'" Kyle said sitting on the edge of her bed. "He also told me to ask you if you're enjoying your hangover. Because you're going to enjoy it even more when the crowd starts cheering."

"I'm not going to play anyway." She stated sourly while sitting upright, stars exploded in her head and she held her head for a second.

"Oh, well." Kyle shrugged and stood. "Well in any case get up. I'll walk with you to the field they're setting up. I want to see how this goes."

"Can I have aspirin?" She pleaded with big puppy eyes at her brother.

"Learn from yer mista'es, luv." He said in a mock Jack Sparrow voice.

"I hate you."

"I love you, too." He replied before walking to her dresser and opening it. "If you don't get up and pick out your clothes, I will." He said sifting through her shirts.

"I'm up, I'm up. Now get out before I throw something at you." She growled snatching her shirt from him and shoving him out the door.

"Okay, okay, but hurry up." He said over his shoulder before the door was slammed in his face.


"Huh... you're going to play on asphalt?" Kyle asked walking beside Kris as they got to a pedestrian sign.

"That's what Hiruma said." Kris nodded, anyone she looked at her would think she was trying to pick a fight. Her expression looked pissed off beyond all reason and the bright sunlight wasn't helping. "I swear, I'll pay you back for not giving me aspirin." She growled, kicking a rock along the sidewalk. Kyle laughed like he thought it wouldn't happen.

"Oh, look who decided to show up." Hiruma said glancing up from tying his cleat. "You look like you're feeling well." He smirked at her glare.

"I swear I'll kill you once the game's over," she growled, Uraharajuku players were boarding across the asphalt, painting on the yard lines. Sena and Monta were painting in a goal post at one end.

"Reminds me of street football." She muttered walking over to the bench. She looked over at Hiruma who was talking on his cell phone and looking at his laptop at the same time, she rolled her eyes and grabbed a spray paint can, deciding to help with the goal posts.


.::With the Governor::.

"H-hey, Mutou! Are they really going to play on the street here?" The Governor asked in a surprised voice.

"Oh, it'll be alright." Mutou chuckled across the line. "For Uraharajuku, playing on asphalt is like playing in their own front yard." Mutou assured the puzzled governor.


Kris stalked past a few other Deimon player that were wondering about the asphalt. The field was finally finished and a few pedestrians were muttering about what they were doing. "YA--HA--!" Hiruma's voice rang out over the crowd as banners unfurled, one had, 'Devil Bats' on it another, 'Uraharajuku Boarders'. "Well known from being on television, the Deimon Devil Bats, versus the great, newly resurrected Uraharajuku Boarders! The winner moves on in the Kanto Tournament. The Golden Bowl! The Governor's... Balls-Match!" Kris, Monta, and Ishimaru looked at Hiruma, while Mamori yelled at him while blushing.

"Not Golden 'Balls'-- it's 'Bowl'! So not 'Tama' but 'Hachi'! It's Kin no Hachi!"(Kintama would be translated into "balls") Kris was trying to stop herself from laughing, making her head hurt even worse.

"Oh? What's wrong with 'tama'?" Hiruma asked turning to face Mamori with a grin.

"A-anyway... when translated into Japanese it isn't 'tama'." Mamori said, still blushing. Kris finally stopped needing to laugh and her head-ache subsided slightly.

"And what if you say 'tama'?" Hiruma asked leaning forward.

"Um... well..." Mamori stuttered.

"What a cruel guy..." Sena said sweatdroping.

"Sadistic..." Kris muttered holding her head again.

"Okay, huddle up!" Hiruma said, finally leaving Mamori alone. "If we win, we'll go to the Kanto Tournament. If we lose, I'll kill you motherfuckers!" He shouted, hands on knees, bent over.

"Yeah!" The team including Kris shouted back.

"Oh, wow what enthusiasm." Kris heard one of the Uraharajuku Boarders say. "Looks like playing football is all they can do."

"But... they're a little too enthusiastic. Poor little things." Gairo said, they all cracked up laughing. "And besides that girl we saw with them last night I think she might play later on. We'll be sure to win." He laughed. Kris ignored his last comment.

"Now then, the game between the Deimon Devil Bats and the Uraharajuku Boarders will begin shortly!" A ref said standing in the middle of the field.

"Aaaah! Check it out! CHA! CHA!" The boarders shouted putting their hands in the middle of their huddle.

"We're gonna kill 'em!!!" Hiruma yelled, he was answered with a loud, "YEAH!" From the team.