More politically-fun stuff from the world of HV! Umm... again, Mateo, Damian, and all the uppermost evolutions belong to me, and if anyone can think of what in the world to call Yagami Hikari's angelic form (she holds the crest of light and is a pink/white clad angel) besides the Angel of Light, which is taken by Quatre, please let me know... I'm at a loss for names for her.
But anyway, here's chapter 2!

"Damian?" Hotura whispered to her friend as they sat in the waiting room of some hotel in the city. "What did that guy want from you?"
The boy shrugged as he popped another peice of gum in his mouth. "We were just discussing some options that I have for my future, since I'm quitting the league."
"You're mom's gonna kill you D." Hotura stood up, and straightened the wrinkles out of her black pants. "And why did he come after us?"
"Nick's just looking for people he knows to help him. He knows that I'm Kitty and Mattie's son, so he thinks I've got a great future in training ahead of me. And why not make more money than the gym can alone?"
Hotura pursed her lips. "Good point."
"Good morning kids." Nick smiled, carrying a cup of coffee as he walked toward the group. "Are you ready to get started Damian?"
"Might as well." The boy smiled as he ran a hand through his hair, trying to make the front hang down over his forehead a little. "Wanna come with Tura?"
The brunette shook her head. "Nope. I've got to get home for Feia's birthday party."
"Feia's party's today?" Damian sighed as he pulled some money from his pocket. "Get her something from me, kay? I'll try to get over there, if my mom doesn't kill me first." He leaned over and kissed Hotura's cheek- partially out of formality- then walked out of the hotel with Nick.
"Who's Feia?" Nick asked as they walked toward the black Land Rover waiting outside of the hotel for them.
"She's Elspeth and Wufei's daughter."
Nick laughed as he started the car. "Man, it HAS been a long time since I've been around there." He pulled out of the parking lot and on to the main road. "Well, anyway, I'm taking you to meet my trainer and my friends. Aisha's a really nice trainer, and she's always looking for young people to help her out."
"Is she a gym leader or anything?"
"Nope. She's a doctor." Nick pulled out on to the highway. "She's really interested in meeting you and your bishoujo. They'll really help her understand how we evolve, especially that Umaki of yours. She was amazed to learn that a bishonen that usually never has any dark or psychic attacks can turn in to something that does." He chuckled again. "Then again, she never expected to be able to have me evolve past Ninja."
"So what are you then? I've met some girls that train you musicians, and I've only seen your type go Ninja, but even that is rare."
"I'm Kaos now." Nick stated as he allowed himself to transform in to the black haired frosted with blue leather winged bishonen.
"Kaos? Wow." Damian squinted as he looked out the window. "What are your attacks?"
"Confusion, Mayhem, Dillusion, and pretty much any other flight or normal attack." Nick looked over at the boy. "So what's more addicting? Video games or cigarettes?"
"Neither."
Nick nodded as he looked in his rear view mirror. This was going to be a long trip.

****

"I don't see how we can let him compete." Brad Owen sighed as he looked at the panel of IBL officials. "The boy is definately a bishonen, and rule-"
"Bishonen evolve." Aisha Stevenson, a burgandy haired brown eyed woman stated as she stared at Brad. "This kid has been in a public school and daycares since he was two. He has grown like a regular human, even though his genes would prove different."
"If he's three quarters bishonen, then why didn't he evolve?" Lorelei, the youngest member of the board asked. "And why doesn't he have attacks."
"He can use psychic attacks." Brad retorted. "We saw that when he jogressed his bishoujo."
"But his mother, grandparents, and great grandparents from his human side all are psychics. His father is nothing more than a wannabe musician with a few good attacks." Aisha smiled at the rest of the board. "If you wanted to get anyone in trouble, like I know you do Mr Owen, I would suggest you take a peek in to Blue Mew's past. There's more than enough skeletons in that closet to ban her from the IBL forever."
Brad raised an eyebrow. "Do tell Ms. Stevenson."

****

"I'm so sorry about being late." Aisha smiled as she kissed Nick. "The meeting lasted longer than expected.
"No problem doll." Nick smiled as he turned toward Damian. "This is Damian Taxateur, the two time winner of the IBL championships."
Aisha laughed as she walked over to the boy. "I know who he is Kaos." She smiled as she rubbed her hand on Damian's chin. "You can really see that you're part bishonen." She turned and motioned for him to follow as she walked down the hall. "I wanted to see your bishoujo for some tests. That Umaki is really interesting." She stopped outside of her lab and put on a white coat. "Hurry up- I don't need to be late for that next meeting tonight."


****

"So how was the convention?" Lena asked as she carried the chibi Yue toward Kyoko as the leader entered the gym.
"You remember Blue, right?"
"Yeah. She's the loud one, right?"
Kyoko chuckled as she took the chibi from the junior. "Hai. But this time, she went a little further than usual. She said she's going to quit Heighton View if her kid doesn't keep his championship title this year."
"Wow." Lena chewed on her lip. "So why won't they let the kid keep the title?"
"He's three-quarters." Kyoko sighed. "It's sad, really. Someone brought this to the league's attention. Blue's sure it's Ele, but I know it's not. I know President Owen hates Blue, but the drug/blood tests are never looked at, unless someone clues the doctors in to a certain person."
"So who do you think did this to them?" Lena sighed as she sat down on the couch. "I know Ele wouldn't do anything like that, but I know none of the other leaders would either. She may be loud, but she's one of you guys. You always stick together."
"That's the thing." Kyoko closed her eye s. "I don't think we want to stick with her about this one. It's one thing to actually have a case and present it politely, and it's another to throw a martini at the wall, scream at the head of the IBL, then have your boyfriend apologizing to all of us as he ran out after her."
"Ouch." Lena shook her head. "So what gym will they add if HV's out of the picture?"


****


"Do you know what club they went to?" Blue asked the Mimi, who was busy looking at all of the storefronts along the main street.
"Crucible, I think. They were having a trainer's night, and Hotura and him were going to get in free because she was going to pose as his bishoujo."
"Crucible?" Blue wrinkled her nose at the thought. "That's the sleaziest joint in town. All the TB members...."
"What's wrong Miss Blue?" Mimi smiled at the gym leader. "What's TB?"
"Nevermind. They've probably got him." The blond took off running back toward the parking lot to get her car, with the strawberry blond close behind.

****

"Do you want to call your mom?" Kaos asked as he led Damian toward the guest rooms. "She's probably worried sick right now."
Damian just glared at the bishonen. "Kaos, if Mom wanted to find me, she could."
"That's true." Kaos nodded as he opened the door of the guest room. "It's not much, but Aisha rarely entertains. "I hope she didn't hurt you too much with all those tests."
"Whatever." Damian walked in the room and flopped on the bed. "I'll let you know if I need anything."
The black haired Kaos walked from the room, a little hurt by the whole expisode with the boy. He really was just like Mateo. He even looked like the one the gym's badge had been named after.
In the room, Damian picked up the phone and dialed an all too familiar number.
"Omae o korosu."
"Non, je vais VOUS tuer." (translation, No, I'm going to kill you.)
Hotura laughed. "What do you want D?"
"What did I get Feia?"
"A green shirt with a dragon on it." Hotura whispered in to the phone. "Want to talk to Feia?"
"Okay."
"Oh hey D!" Feia smiled as she took the phone. "I'm opening your present right now."
"Hope you like it."
"Oh dear Nataku!" Feia giggled as she held up the shirt for all to see at her party as she held the phone between her shoulder and ear. "It's so cute D! And I absolutely love dragons! Thanks so much!"
Damian had to bite his tongue. Feia had left herself wide open. "Well, I'm glad you like it. Sorry I can't be there, petite, but I can't get away from these stupid IBL functions."
"You're still with the IBL?" Feia smiled as she started ripping at the paper of another present- this one was from Kei's Noble. "What more could they need from you?"
"Who the hell knows?" Damian whispered as he stretched out on the bed. "This whole thing is political. They're probably researching what line of Yamatos brought that Umaki of mine in to existance so they can breed and sell them at a higher price." Damian chuckled. "So when do you plan on going for the league championship?"
"Cute D." Feia handed the phone back to Hotura after she noticed her father eyeing her.
"Sorry about that. Wufei's about to throw a fit because I'm on the phone." Hotura whispered. "How about you come over here for the weekend? Kaylin, Feia, and me are planning on hitting some clubs up here, now that Fei's old enough. We'll need you so we can get in free on trainer night."
"I feel so used."
"D... stop it or I'll be right over to omae o korosu your ass so fast-"
"Hotura's phone privliges are being revoked." Shinigami smiled as he took the phone from his daughter and spoke in to the receiver. "I do hope you understand that, you little hellian."
"You're the little hellian." Damian and Duo both held back laughter at that one. "But I do know when to quit, because Wufei scares the hell out of me, so I'll see ya this weekend Shin. Tell Tura for me man."
"You got it kid."
Damian smiled as he hung up the phone. This was going to be fun. After he went and got back some bishies that Aisha had stolen from her, he'd be off to AC, meet up with his friends, then be back home. He knew Mew would be beyond pissed, but that didn't matter. He was bound for more important things than running a stupid gym.

****

"I have the results back from the lab." Aisha smiled as she handed the paperwork to Brad. "Apparently the kid is closer to half than three quarters, but it's almost impossible for us to tell what the exact ratio of his makeup is."
"Great." Brad grumbled as he looked at the test results. "So there's no real evidence that we can use against the kid, and he gets to keep the title."
"Sir," Lorelei whispered as she cleaned her glasses, "he can't use the same bishonen next year, so why in the world does it matter if he's kicked out of the league."
Brad smiled as he looked around the table. "Lore, you've got a lot to learn about this business."