Disclaimer stands as is. We are SO broke!!! You have no idea. Unless…I have seven cents and a throat lozenge, kestrel has…a bottle of water…check that…HAD a bottle of water.

Authors' Note- We couldn't remember Coke's Court of Common Pleas speech exactly, so we had to wing it a bit. And we are also well aware that in the 2001 season Diego never did show up at the CoCP, since he was occupied with being dressed in drag at the midsummer's stage. Sorry for the inaccuracy of it all. ^_^;;

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Er…(Part 2)

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"Baka! Not the goat! The girl!" Yohji gave him a shoved. Omi blinked and looked again.

Indeed, it was a nice-looking goat, but Omi would be the first to admit that the girl looked much better. She wore a light blue dust covered skirt over a darker blue one, with a bodice similar to Omi's (the young assassin cringed as he recalled this), except that it was embossed with little crosses in white thread. Her tight dark-brown curls came past her shoulders and partially concealed a pretty face. She wore a mulin headscarf, and smiled as she stroked the plump She-goat beside her. Omi was no guru when it came to girls, but he could see Yohji's point. "I think she winked at me," the taller assassin said. "but I'm not sure, Helllllllllllllllooooooooooo Wisconsin."

Omi sighed, and scratched himself in an unladylike place.

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Schuldich's mind was blank.

'What – The – Fuck?!?'

Well not quite blank.

'Did you know Weiss would be here?' he projected to Crawford.

'Yes'

'Do you know what's going to happen?'

'Not yet.'

Schuldich turned his mind from Crawford to Farfarello.

'Guess what, libe.'

'What?' answered Farfarello.

'Weiss is here.' Farfarello stiffened at these words, and the framiliar bloodlust washed over his psyche.

'Where?' He asked, his inner voice throaty. Schuldich indicated to a wine- colored head of hair in the crowd. From there it was easy for Farfarello to pick out the chocolate, honey, and butterscotch heads of the other three assassins standing nearby.

'Why do you think they're here?' asked Farfarello, hand immediately going for his knife.

'They're here for Diego.'

'What?!? Oh.' Said the Irishman, as Schuldich leaned in to nip at his neck.

'This'll be GOOD.'

"Schuldich!" Crawford hissed in the telepath's ear.

"What?" inquired the German, a sweet tone covering his irritation.

"Cut out the homoerotic display. We need to blend in."

"Oh?"

"We're not properly dressed."

"Gotcha." Said Schuldich, and ducked out of the crowd with abnormal speed, taking Farfarello with him.

"Huh?" Said Crawford, puzzled. "No, Schu, I meant use your powers to create a psychic illusion! God knows what kind of disturbance those two will cause." He said both to himself and Nagi. He glanced to where the telekinetic teen was standing only to find him gone as well. 'Fuck'

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Velvet Venus was happy, even if she WAS rather hungry. She had a burning urge for some celery. She hated the diets Diego put her on, and celery was about the only healthy thing that she actually enjoyed eating. Well, better that than Diego ditch her for being too fat. She looked out at the crowed, savoring their attention. She knew most of them came to see Diego, ESPECIALLY Misstriss Lucretia. Well, that was alright, Velvet Venus really wasn't the jealous type. And Diego never failed to show he cared, so she always forgave him. Velvet Venus sighed. Yes, everyone loved Diego. Just look at this crowd, they were all impressed by him. Just then, an auburn blotch of hair caught her eye and she gasped. The man to whom the aforementioned hair belonged was looking right at Diego. HER Diego. And he looked so…angry, so hateful. Like he wanted to hurt Diego.

Velvet Venus grew protective and defiant. Well, let him try. She'd show HIM if he tried anything. No one was going to hurt HER Diego. NO ONE.

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Lucretia sat down on the edge of the stage. "Anjie." Her companion stopped petting the goat and looked down at the red haired girl. "Aye, Lucretia?" "I grow weary of the company of these great brutes. What say you we leave this dreary scene and find some more amusements? I did here the revelers shall be doing a maypole dance in a short time."

"Aye, Lucretia. Let us away. Anon Cookie!"

Anjie winked at Yohji again and she and the other girl we off. Edward Coke sighed.

"Well Captain Cutter. What junk have you today?"

Aya glared at the mass of bodies. It was going to be hard to 'shi-ne' people today.

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Once the gates open, and the mob poured in, Aya did the first thing he could think of, and interrupted a conversation between Oswald and the man from before.

"Where's Diego?" He asked gruffly.

"I know not. You may want to take thine search to yon barn. Do tell Misstriss Lucretia her brother is in search of her as well."

Aya didn't answer, but stormed away to find the drug-dealing Spaniard, leaving behind two slightly annoyed badde guys.

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"Did thou not the flame haired gent in the crowd by the gates?"

"Nay, I was rather busy noting his companion." Replied Anjie with a mischievous grin

She had a weakness for tall, blonde Asian men in leotards, and since there weren't too many of those wandering around Bristol, she considered this her lucky day.

"I did not like the look of that man." mused Lucretia.

"Well! I never planned to share him." Said her amused and distracted companion.

"No, not HIM! The red haired one." Exclaimed Lucretia.

"Was he very ugly then?"

"Nay, but he had a fearful countenance. I liked not the way he looked at Diego."

"How? With lust?"

"Nay, with vengeance."

"By Our Lady!" Anjie stopped her dancing and looked at Lucretia. The other girl's face was full of concern.

"Think you that Master Diego is in for some harm?"

"I know not. Perhaps we shall warn him to be safe."

"Aye." Anjie agreed and they set off to find him.

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"Alcoholic kind of mood

lose the clothes, lose the lube

crusin' for a piece of fun

lookin' out for number one

Different partner every night

So narcotic, out –of –sight

What a gas! What a beautiful a-ass…"

Nagi had needed some quiet time. Ironically, this consisted of belting out Placebo lyrics at the top of his lungs. He'd used his telekinesis to get him into the faire before the gates were open. Now he was wandering aimlessly, in his adolescent rebellion neither caring about the target nor about the people he was scaring. No, Naoe Nagi didn't have a care in the world until he bumped (literally) inot Tsukiyono Omi…in a dress!

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"We're back!" Announced Schuldich loudly as he and Farfarello ran up to meet Crawford. "Where have you been?" Said the American through gritted teeth.

"Stealing costumes. See?" The German and the Irishman held up armfuls of clothing.

"WHY!?! You could've just used your powers!"

"Bradley, what's the 8th commandment?" inquired Farfarello.

"Um…" Crawford hadn't been to bible study since he was ten.

"Thou shalt not steal?" he finally ventured.

"And who does stealing hurt?" asked the psycho as though Crawford were a sweet, but learning disabled rodent.

"ME!" The precog shouted.

"No, silly! It hurts God."

"ARGH!" Sometimes it took all of Crawford's will power not to put out Farfarello's other eye.

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Lucretia and Anjie found Diego down at the Dirty Duck Inn with the rest of Coke's men. Timidly, Lucretia approached him.

"Master Diego, this morn at the gates I did see a crimson haired man looking at you with such a glare that would cause one to think he intended to harm you…" she trailed off.

"Senorita…" Diego smirked at her.

"Be wary this day, Diego."

"Si!" He kissed her swiftly on the cheek and took his post next to Sir Coke. Anjie nudged Lucretia and grinned.

"I know of one thou does intend to keep to thine self."

Lucretia blushed.

Edward Coke quieted the crowd. "Do you like Justice in the 20th century?"

"NO!"

"Well here in the 16th century we skip right past the tedium of judges and juries and get straight to the justice. So, tell me, do you like justice in the 16th century?"

"AYE!!"

"Now! As with any good 16th century court we have a head waylayer, and ours be Oswald Jaggers."

Oswald brandished his spear several times.

Just then, an enraged Jack Bottoms came to the Inn.

"I have grievance against THAT!" he pointed at Diego. Edward sighed. "What be thine grievance?" Jack was being held back by Oswald and the other man who we really should introduce, but don't really feel like it. Aren't we such caring authors? ANYWHO!

"That man hath condemned mine sister into a life of sin!" Ebenezer Hellstone immediately took a stand and towered over Lucretia. "Repent now, ye sinner!"

"Aye, and tell us what sins of the flesh thou didst enjoy." Anjie said leaning against a tree. "Diego!!" Jack struggled harder to free himself from those holding him at bay. Diego sighed. Lucretia stepped forward. "Good Brother, thou art a fool to have thine heart filled with the venom of the snake that did hiss such treacherous lies into thine ear." Jack was stunned. "Tis true that I do hate thee with all of mine heart, but I would not stain mine own name to spark a fire of rage in you!" Lucretia stormed off.

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"Lucretia…what was that about?"

The red haired girl sighed deeply. At other times she would've liked nothing better than to rant to her friend, but she was still worried about Diego.

"Someday soon I shall tell thee the whole story." Lucretia managed a little smile.

"Anou…I mean, excuse me. I'm looking for a Mister…hang on I wrote it down!" while Hidaka Ken fumbled around his garments, the two girls managed to exchange a look of amazement.

"What is going on? Is this 'Asian – Men – In – Tights Day' or something?" mumbled Anjie to her friend. Not that it mattered much. Not only was Ken's English not that great, but he was too busy hunting for his index card to notice.

"I recognize him. He was with that redhead and your tall blonde admirer." Replied Lucretia.

"So you think…he's after Diego too?"

By this time Ken had removed his shirt and girken, turned them inside – out, and STILL hadn't found the errant note card. He was about to remove his tights when –

"Good Sir!" cried Lucretia in perfect Japanese.

Ken ceased his stripping and looked up.

"Might you be in search of Villadiego Raimund Serrano de la Espada?"

"Hai!" exclaimed Ken. He was falling in love. Not only was this American lovely, but she wasn't speaking that wretched renaissance english.

The two saw Ken's weakness and exchanged another glance. They weren't telepaths, but they knew what to do.

'I'll distract the dork. You go find your blonde and see what you can discover.'

"Excuse me," said Anjie, who also spoke perfect Japanese. "I forgot to feed the goat. Ja Ne!" She scampered off to find Yohji. Lucretia turned to the shirtless assassin and smiled sweetly. "Come with me and I'll take you to Master Diego."

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Well, that's it for part two. Just a note that we had to make Lucretia Jack's sister since otherwise it didn't have nearly enough confict. And no, We aren't going to tell you why Lucretia doesn't like him, we don't know ourselves. See you in part three!