Sara: Happy 2007! Sorry it took a month to update, but you won't be disappointed! I worked really hard since I lost a page of my notebook… this chapter actually… it was pretty important…

Rane: You re-wrote it in five seconds… and it came out better. Did you really have to wait a month?

Sara: School! Yeah, school! That kept me busy!

Rane: And online games… and… online games…

Sara: And Dance Dance Revolution!!

Rane: Yes, that too…

Sara: Anyway, review for this chapter! My new goal is 100 reviews! I only need eleven more!

Kuwabara: Which means you have… 89, right?

Rane: Right!

Sara: No!

Rane: (Gets calculator) No, see? (Shoves it in Sara's face) 100 minus 11 equals 89!

Sara: (Swats calculator away) Not that, Rane! Kuwabara!

Kuwabara: (Waves sheepishly) Hi…

Sara: I'll ask later… Review people! And read Kiss Among Reindeer! Ideas would be helpful, I'm having writers block.

Rane: Or you aren't trying!

Sara: Shut up! Review!

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Chapter 11:

Who's in the Fan Club?

Kimiko panicked and frantically looked around for a way to get out of Kiree's sight without her noticing them. "Oh Crap Keiko! Here she comes!" Keiko's eyes widened.

"Hurry Kim! Before she…" she stopped and faced the man gradually making his way towards them. "Kim, it's… it's…"

"Hey, you three!" Joey jogged over to the trio. "What do you think you're doing? Where's my model's motivation?" he turned towards Kiree. "And I suppose since you're president of the club, it makes it Okay for you to wander off?" Kiree blinked.

"No, Mr. Sanchez Sir… I was just… you know…" Joey raised an eyebrow.

"Just what? And you two!" he pointed at Kimiko and Keiko. "Get in the limo! You should know just as well as Kiree not to wander off!"

"But…" Keiko's ribs were suddenly in immense pain. "Oh Jesus…" Kimiko took her elbow away from her friends' abdomen. She put her hand on her temple and saluted.

"Of course, Mr. Sanchez! We will be right there!" Kimiko fiercely grabbed Keiko' s hand and dragged her to the limo. "What were you thinking, Keiko?" she asked in a hushed tone.

Keiko rubbed her sore stomach. "I was thinking to not get involved with those bitches again; especially Kiree. What were you thinking?" Kimiko sighed.

"Did you not hear him? Mr. What the freak said we were his motivation! We just follow him, and we'll get closer to Rai in no time!" Keiko blinked as they stepped into the limo.

"How come you have all the common sense?" she lightly tapped Kimiko's head. "I want some."

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Back at the Hotel

Mark lay on his bed, loudly gulping down his Pepsi. With a loud belch, Mark sat up and threw the empty soda can towards the garbage. "And he shoots…" the can missed the garbage completely and spilt on the hotel's radio, short-circuiting it. He blinked. "Let's what some T.V., hmm?" he mumbled to himself.

Grabbing the remote, he switched on the television to Power Rangers. Mark jumped off his bed and stumbled over to the mini fridge, where Keiko stocked all the food she brought from China. He fumbled with some chopsticks and plopped onto the bed again, slowly devouring his noodles.

The Englishman's eye widened as he scooted over to the edge of the bed, "…Toucan play at that game!" Mark raised an eyebrow as the man downed a rainbow-inspired drink. The man's eyes suddenly glowed several different colors and he excitedly slid back onto his chair and began winning poker insanely.

"What the hell?" Mark asked himself. He snatched the remote from atop the Television and was about to change the channel until Raimundo's face appeared on the screen. He had just taken off a Toucan helmet and drank the same liquid as the strange man.

"Drink Islandria Margarita and all of its 7 flavors!" Commercial Raimundo announced. "O que pode sugerir?" Mark stared at the Television for a couple of moments before turning it off and rolled across the bed with laughter.

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Deloris gently put down her camera and drank some of her ice water. "I think that's enough shots for today, sweetie. See you next week?" Raimundo threw on his jacket and waved his hand at Joey, who sprinted back over to the beach.

"Absolutely Deloris. See you soon, mm'kay?" He asked, imitating Joey. Deloris simply smiled and waved while Raimundo walked away with Joey. "Joe, I'd appreciate you not bringing my fan club around anymore. It's pretty creepy." Joey blew raspberry.

"What are you talking about? I'm bringing them everywhere with us!" Raimundo stopped walking. "What's the matter, Rai?"

"Joe…" he put his hand on his shoulder. "I couldn't care less about how much motivation you think my fan club brings me." Joey blinked as Raimundo began walking again.

"Raimundo, I'm your agent and I'm calling the shots. Fan club equals more publicity. Publicity is good, and my math is right. We aren't getting rid of these girls." Joey argued. Raimundo sighed and glanced at the girls in question, who were staring at him from the limo; Raimundo cringed.

"Look Joe, I really have had enough! I want these girls gone, or I am getting another agent!" Joey opened his mouth to speak. "And you know better than I do that every modeling agency in Brazil would pay top dollar for them to have me!"

Near the limo, the fan club fawned of Raimundo. "He looks so hot when he threatens people…" Georgia remarked dreamily.

"He's hot doing anything, Georgia." Elizabeth sighed.

"When he's eating." Kiree added.

"When he's swimming." piped in Angela.

"When he's sleeping…" another fan girl said as she drooled on the leather seats. All of them sighed dreamily as they continued to stare non-stop at Raimundo. Keiko shook her head with disappointment.

"Look at them Kim. Aren't they pathetic?" Kimiko shushed her friend as she leaned her head out the window, listening in on Joey and Raimundo.

"I think he's giving in, Keiko! This plan could fail as soon as we started it!" Kimiko plopped back into her seat sadly. "What am I going to do?" Keiko opened her mouth to speak. "Don't say it! I've already tried; Raimundo's body guard won't let me near him." Keiko scowled. "What?"

"Geez, Kimiko! Just do the simplest thing in the world!" Kimiko raised an eyebrow.

"What would that be, Keiko?" Keiko sighed. "What? I thought you had no common sense."

"I thought you did. Watch and learn my friend. Watch and learn." Keiko climbed over into a seat in front of her and stepped out. "Raimundo!" she called. "Rai-ee, Rai-ee, Rai-ee, Rai-O!" Kimiko stiffened as Raimundo turned around and discovered the source of the annoying noise.

"Keiko?" Kimiko panicked. She leaped over the seat in front of her and landed on the floor, dragging Keiko into the limo. She stuck her head from under her friend and struggled to lay her head onto the seat. Raimundo became a foot closer every second.

Kimiko launched her head into the car door and wrapped her teeth around the handle. Diving back into the limo, the door slammed shut. "What the hell was that, Kim?" Kimiko ignored Keiko and grabbed a belt the fan club salvaged from the catalog clothing Raimundo was modeling. She whipped the belt frivolously on the seat in front of her, creating an extremely annoying sound. The whole entire fan club was staring at her now. "Kimiko!" Keiko screamed.

"Shut up Keiko!" Kimiko screamed. She took on more glance out the window and turned her attention to the chauffer. "Drive, Drive, Drive!!"

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Raimundo shook his head rapidly. "Did I just see who I think I saw?" Joey scratched his head.

"Well, that was indeed strange. They just took off like that!" Joey bent down and gave Raimundo an embrace. "I'm so sorry your motivation left, Raimundo. I should have monitored them better." Raimundo frowned.

"Shove off, Joe." Joey released his client. "I just swear I saw somebody I knew." Joe shrugged.

"You must be tired, amigo. Let's get you back home; I'm sure your family misses you greatly." Raimundo blinked.

"What the freak? 'Misses you greatly?' Dude, you have to catch up on your English." Joey frowned.

"That was correct English." Raimundo laughed as he stepped into his own limo.

"Not in my book, Joe." Joseph shrugged as they drove off towards Raimundo's home. "It's been more than a year, hasn't it Joe?"

"Yeah. Yet, with a family your size, I doubt they noticed that it was more than a couple of months." Raimundo blew raspberry.

"They better have not! I'm the one who pays for the mortgage." He paused. "Oh crap! The mortgage! I forgot to send them money when I was in China!"

"Oy Vey! That's not good!" Raimundo scowled.

"The hell, Joe? I thought being trilingual was enough. You're Jewish now?"

"No. I just like the expression. Isn't it catchy? Or are you against Judaism?" Raimundo held up his hands in defense.

"Hold up there, Joe! I didn't mean to offend you!" Shoot, I hope he doesn't sue me. Joey laughed.

"I'm kidding Raimundo. No need to become defensive." Raimundo sighed with relief. "Speaking of defensive, I'd let the mortgage money thing left unsaid. They probably got the money from your bank account anyway." Raimundo's cheeks lit up as he stepped out of the limo. "See you tomorrow, Rai!" he smiled.

"See you, Joe." Raimundo slammed the car door and leaped up the steps to his large house. He looked up and examined the house, realizing almost nothing had changed. Sighing, he rang the doorbell.

A young girl swung open the door cheerfully, hopping from one foot to the other. She wore a pair of lengthy pink bloomers, along with an over-sized red tabard. Her thick espresso hair was messily thrown into a high ponytail that traveled to her waist. "Raimundo!" she screamed as she pounced onto the model. "I missed you!"

"Raimundo?" a boy popped his head from around a wall.

"Raimundo?" asked a large, burly man. "He's here?"

"Raimundo's here?"

"Is he?"

"It's been a year!"

"Raimundo Darling!" a woman, about 5 foot 10, scooped Raimundo from under his relative and hugged him for all he's worth. "Me and all your relatives missed you so much!" Raimundo smiled as he carefully inhaled the limited amount of air that was given to him.

"I missed you too, mother. Let go?" Mrs. Pedrosa released her son from her grasp. "Hey Pops, Esmirna, Norali, Aunt Cecile, Aunt Dacia, Uncle Aquiles, Uncle Orestes, Alvin, Leonid, Loida, Gayane, Aunt Rosamundo and Uncle Christoforo." He managed to greet them all in a single breath.

"Raimundo!" the large man grabbed Raimundo and threw him up in the air, catching him like he was no more than 3 years old. "How I missed you!" Raimundo smiled and sighed.

"Am I in time for the circus?" he asked excitedly. Esmirna jumped energetically onto her uncle's elevated shoulders.

"We're getting ready as you speak! Of course, I'm always the first one ready, but everyone else, no sa'much." Her eyes sparkled. "Back from Taiwan already?"

"China." He corrected. Esmirna shrugged and jumped off Christiforo's shoulders as Leonid threw a wad of gum at his brother.

"No long no see… in time… what?" Raimundo high-fived his older brother.

"Long time no see, bro. Brush up on your English man."

"Bwush up on ye enlgash mun." Leonid mimicked.

Norali did a pirouette and a front flip, landing in front of Raimundo. "What took you so loo-oong?" she whined. "I was worried about you!" she then frowned and pointed to the door. Raimundo blinked.

"What?"

"Get in the car, Raimundo." She stated simply.

"Why?" Raimundo raised an eyebrow, forgetting about his sister's split personality.

"Because I SAID SO!" she screamed.

"Norali!" Mrs. Pedrosa scolded. "What are you doing?" Norali smiled.

"Excuse me mother? Am I doing something wrong?"

"Yes." A deep frown was encrusted on Raimundo's face. "Yes you are." Norali frowned and her voice lowered to a sinister whisper.

"Am I brother? Am I?" Raimundo forced a laugh.

" 'Course not, Nora! You're an angel!" Norali smiled as Raimundo mumbled to himself, "A complete angel…"

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Sara: This chapter was supposed to be much, much longer.

Rane: (Skimming notebook) You only got up to the third bullet out of 13! No, half of the third bullet! This chapter must've sucked!

Sara: My brother pressured me to get off the computer early… Wait, you didn't read it?

Rane: (Sheepishly) No…

Kuwabara: I think it's okay. (Is attacked by Sara) OW! What are you doing?

Sara: What are YOU doing?

Rane: Here.

Sara: What are you doing here?!

Kuwabara: I got lost looking for Yusuke! Want to hear the story?

Rane & Sara: NO!

Kuwabara: (Frowns) But it's real interesting.

Rane: That's what Yusuke said.

Sara: He didn't say that.

Rane: (Spits on Sara) SHH!!

Sara: (Wipes spit off face with disgust)

Rane: Sh…

Kuwabara: SH!

Sara: NO!

Kuwabara: (Blinks) But Rane –

Sara: NO! Anyways, Readers, don't forget to review! And wish me good luck for the ELA's!

Rane: ELA?

Sara: An English test I have to take. ELA - English Language Arts, I think. It is to see which school is the smartest in my state!

Rane: (Screams) Which is BELGIAN!!

Sara: (Blinks) What?

Rane: (Feels stupid) Waffles…?

Kuwabara: WAFFLES!

Sara: WAFFLES!

Rane: WAFFLES!

Sara & Kuwabara: SHHH!!