Introduction

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Chapter 6a: WHEEE HEE HEEEEE!!!! Mr. Jack Daniel's Strikes Again!!!
or
THE CAMEO CHAPTER FROM HELL!!

A-ko and C-ko had arrived on time to Miss Ayumi's American-English class. For a change. However, two of the students were late as the door to the classroom opened and the two walked in. One was obviously happy to be there, while the other...well, was not. Hungover is more like it.
"YO-HAAAAAY!!!!" Myles yelled, waving his hand in the air. "Sorry, we're late, sensei," he added, skipping over to his seat. Miss Ayumi did not seem at all annoyed, probably because she was stunned as to how the personalities of these two resembled A-ko and C-ko's almost to a tee. However, if she remembered correctly, on the first day of class, neither one of these two were at all like they were now. In fact, Craig, she remembered, was actually happy to be there the last time than Myles, who was outright peeved.
Myles and Craig sat down in their seats. Craig noticed that his notebook was still there, with the addition of a few obscenities written and drawn all over it. Craig put his head down and tried to suppress his hangover as best he could.
"What's the matter?" Myles asked, slapping his friend in the back. Craig looked at Myles and wished for him to die. Myles could only grin nervously.
"Not everyone can drink themselves sober, Myles," he groaned. Myles leaned back in his chair and chuckled.
"Ye dinnae 'ave ti match me drink fer drink either, lad," Myles retorted.
C-ko leaned over to A-ko. "What's a 'yo-hay'?" she asked. A-ko could only shrug. Miss Ayumi tapped her podium.
"Okay, class. Pay attention now," she said. She looked up to see everyone paying attention like an obedient class should, of course with its exceptions...C-ko Kotobuki and Craig Vincent. After a few years experience with C-ko and not wanting to create any more unwanted "tension" between herself and Craig, she decided to let it go. She then turned to a page in her book and began her lecture.
* * *
After an hour and a half of a lecture that was arguably about English ...or not, class was dismissed. Again, the last ones to leave were A-ko, C-ko, Myles and a majorly hungover, Craig. Myles dragged his friend out of his seat and let him fall down the lecture room's stairs. A-ko and C-ko looked at the body lying before them on the floor. Myles quickly trotted down the stairs after him and helped his semi-unconscious friend off the floor.
"Leemeealoone!" he growled.
"Aw, c'mon lad. Up ye go!" Myles said, hefting his friend up. Myles looked at who stood before him and dropped his friend. Craig slammed into the floor again, smashing his head into a desk as he fell. A-ko smiled and C-ko kept looking at the unconscious young man on the floor.
"Is he gonna be alright?" A-ko asked.
"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye like, lass," Myles replied, grinning from ear to ear.
"Um, this is my friend C-ko. She's the one that I--" A-ko started but was interrupted by Myles.
"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye like, lass," Myles repeated, still grinning.
"Um, you're in our next class, aren't you?"
"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye--" he satrted and then realized who he was talking to. The love of his life. The girl he adores. The bosom of his dreams...that wonderful heart-shaped ass! Mentally, Myles smacked himself back into reality and wiped the drool from his chin. "Sorry, I was t'inkin' o' somethin' else. Would ye like it if'n I walked ye to yer next class?"
"Um," A-ko replied. _Well, it would be a good idea for him and C-ko to get to know each other better,_ she thought. "Is it okay with you, C-ko?"
"Whatever," she replied, indifferently. C-ko could tell that her friendship was in no danger of being threatened by Myles, but she was still annoyed that A-ko wanted the boy to come along. She could tell that A-ko was not interested in him, but then, she had been rather unpredictable as of late.
"You could carry our things for us," A-ko said, smiling sweetly. A single tear rolled down Myles' cheek. _Sh-she's askin' me ti carry her books fer her! W-we're almos' married!!_ he thought. Myles dropped to one knee.
"It'd be me honor!" he cried. A-ko turned around and dropped her and C-ko's books on him. Myles attempted to stand up, but found that he was failing miserably. He heard a sudden clink and looked down. The bottle of Jack Daniel's Whiskey that was still in his jacket pocket had fallen out. A-ko bent over and picked it up. A single bead of sweat appeared over Myles' right brow.
"What's this?" she asked, trying to read the English writing on it.
"Uh, that's me medicine!" Myles lied, still struggling with the load that he was trying to pick up. He set it down on the floor and then quickly grabbed the bottle from A-ko. Politely, of course. He then downed the rest of the contents, secured the bottle in his inside jacket pocket and felt a sudden surge of energy ...and he felt *happy*!. Myles quickly bent over and picked up the books without the slightest hint of problems.
"Let's go," he said energetically, springing for the door.
"What about your friend?" A-ko asked.
"Och, he'll be fahn. Won't ye lad?" Myles replied, giving his unconscious friend a good kick in the side. After they had left, all who remained in the room was Craig and Miss Ayumi. Miss Ayumi got up from her desk and walked over to Craig. She knelt down beside him and felt for a pulse. _He's alive,_ she thought. She suddenly remembered how compassionate he had been the other day to her. Her face flushed. She then grabbed him and sat him up on the stair. Craig opened his eyes. Miss Ayumi was leaning over him, looking rather concerned, and her short-cut halter-top was rather revealing and flattering to Miss Ayumi's figure. Unfortunately for Craig, he was too out of it to appreciate the sight.
"Are you going to be alright?" she asked.
"Uhh, wha-what happened?" he said, still groggy, trying to clear his head.
"You took a nasty fall down the stairs and your friend left you."
"Good ol' dependable Myles."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"Actually, yes. That fall seems to have taken out my hangover. Aside from a slight pain in my side and jaw, I'll live."
"Hangover?" Miss Ayumi asked. Craig looked up at Miss Ayumi. She smiled at him. Craig's jaw dropped at the beautiful sight and quickly shot up, grabbing his books, that were conveniently left next to him, and ran out the door. Miss Ayumi stood up, looking after him as he ran and shrugged.
* * *
Later, at first break...
"And then, after we got to class, she asked me to sit between her and her friend!" Myles exclaimed.
"Wait a minute," his friend commented. "You are in a Home-Ec class with A-ko?"
"Yup!"
"What classes are you taking this semester?" Craig asked. Myles opened his folder, pulled out his class schedule and handed it to his friend. He quickly ran down the list of classes and attempted to stifle a laugh. "Didn't you take any classes detrimental to your degree?"
Myles stared at Craig. "Nope." Craig rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Did you ask her when the date was?" Myles sat in comtemplative silence for a moment...
* * *
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
_What was that?_ B-ko wondered, as she entered the science building. She was preparing for her next ordeal with A-ko and needed a few "supplies" from the Chemistry Lab. Her Akagiyama 24 was still in beta testing, but she had many, many ideas running through her intricate mind. She entered the Chemistry Lab and looked around. All of the bottles were labeled relatively well, so it was easy for her to find what it was she was looking for.
"Here it is..." she muttered to herself, as she picked up a small bottle containing a thick florescent yellow liquid. She then reached over and took a bottle of Nitro Glycerin and then a bottle of Sulfuric acid. "Oh yes, A-ko...tomorrow is the day...you are going to DIE!!!!" She then began to laugh hysterically.
* * *
Craig entered the science building, clearing out his ears. He wondered if his hearing would ever fully return. No thanks to Myles, his eardrums were probably shattered. Sure he was used to loud things; like the blare of his stereo in full force, the sound of his welding tools, the whir of his mecha's engines, the explosion when they failed, and, of course, the lovely sound of a semi-automatic hand gun in a shooting range, or better yet, a postal office...he would always laugh at the faces of his co-workers when he showed up for his last day of work with his cousin's Walther PP (9mm). Although, to this day, he would never be able to figure out why he was laid off from his first job in that mail room for the Daitokuji Financial Group.
He frowned as his hearing faded out again. He wished he had shot Myles when he started to scream like a little school girl. After his hearing came back, he heard laughter, a horrible, demonic laughter. Craig immediately recognized where he had heard it from before. He then turned and followed the sound down the hall. _From the Chem Lab,_ he thought.
As he poked his head through the lab's door, he saw the little wench, B-ko, holding a bottle of something and laughing uncontrollably at...nothing? She stopped suddenly, as if she knew that she were being watched. Craig walked into the lab and slammed the door behind him.

B-ko got control of herself and was startled by the sound of the lab's door slamming shut. She swung around to see a young man standing there with his arms crossed against his chest and leaning against the lab counter. Craig was wearing the same cold expression he had given her the other day.
"How long have you been standing there?" she demanded.
"[Long enough to know that you are one fuckin' loony bitch,]" he replied in English. _Ooooh! Good one, Craig. Piss her off some more! Call her a bovine debutante again...SHADDAP!!!_
"What did you say?"
"[I said that you are a loony fuckin' bit--!]" Craig was interrupted as a bottle of Nitro Glycerin flew by him, missing him by inches. The wall behind him exploded. The force of the blast knocked some chemicals over and caused them to catch fire.
"[I can speak your worthless language, also!]" she yelled in English, rather fluently. Her anger turned to query, if only for a moment. _This is the only man ever to act this way towards me. My own father would even cater to my waton desires._ "I want to know something before I kill you," she said.
"Ooo, I'm scared. What the hell do you want?"
"Are you gay or something?"
"NANI!?!"
"Answer me!"
"Figure it out for yourself, bitch!"
"DIE!" With that, B-ko hurled the bottle of sulfuric acid at Craig. He was able to duck. Unfortunately, as the bottle slammed into the cabinet behind him, it began to eat away at it and the counter below. A bottle of iodine fell out of the cabinet and next to the flames. The bottle exploded, releasing its hazardous vaoprs.
"SHIT!" Craig yelled, covering his mouth and nose. B-ko tore her dress away revealing her Akagiyama 23. "Akagiyma Missiles!!!!!" she screamed. The blast knocked over a case of Nitro Glycerin and Craig into the next lab over. Craig caught a glimpse of the nitro heading for the floor and scrambled for safety as more missiles flew at him. The lab exploded, taking what was left of the science building with it.
Craig stood up and looked around. B-ko was trapped under some rubble and looked like she had been knocked unconscious. _I should just fucking leave her there... FUCK IT!!!_ Craig ran over to the unconscious girl and saw that the face plate to whatever outfit she was wearing was cracked.
"Damn, she fills that out nicely..." Craig got a hold of himself and ripped a sleeve off of the shirt he wore and tied it across B-ko's mouth and nose. He then hefted her up and then bolted for the medical building.
* * *
"Look that the pretty colors, A-ko!" C-ko said, pointing at the sky, as it looked like the gods themselves had set it aflame. A-ko and C-ko had stopped at the cafeteria when they had heard the earth-shaking explosion over on the other side of the campus. It was soon followed by the reddening of the sky. She then heard someone yelling and looked over in that general direction. A young man wearing a leather trench coat was carrying a lavender-haired girl in what looked like the Akagiyama 23. _Have I seen him before? Yes, that's Myles' friend, I think. Who's that he's carrying? Is that...no...B-ko?_ DUH!
"Get out the way! I've got an emergency here!" Craig yelled. He then ran past A-ko, C-ko and Myles who was hiding in a bush with a spy camera. The medical building was strategically placed between the cafeteria and the Culinary Arts building. Craig ran right in and straight into the doctor's office.
"Doctor!" Craig yelled, gasping for air. "DOCTOR McCOY!" Craig laid B-ko on a stretcher as the good doctor came out of his back office. He looked from Craig to the girl on the stretcher.
"My GOD, man!" he exclaimed. "What the hell happened?" His voice was slightly gravelly.
"An explosion in the science building, she was caught underneath the rubbled when the chemistry lab went up."
"Alright. I've got to get her stabilized. Get me a hypospray and my tricorder."
"Dammit, McCoy! I'm a student, not a nurse!" Craig said. Dr.McCoy stood there for a moment and looked at him.
"That's my line you know... It's on the counter behind you!" Craig turned around to hand him the instruments he requested.
"If you don't mind, doctor. I've really got to get going."
"Go ahead. Your girlfriend here will be fine. See you later, Craig."
"But, she's not my...never mind," he said, as the doctor loaded the stretcher into an ambulance that was on standby. Craig turned and left the medical building.
Craig knew Dr. McCoy fairly well. When he first came to the university, he and Myles were constantly getting into fights with the upperclassmen, unfortunately for the upperclassmen, they had never come across an American with a street-smart attitude with a temper to match and an Irishman that knew Kalindo. Craig and Myles would end up with stitches at most, while the upperclassmen were in far worse shape...or shapes... Except there was the time that Myles ended up with a broken nose. That was when he got in Craig's way.
The upperclassmen began to respect the two of freshmen as their own, shortly there after. Craig and Myles were invited to join fraternities but were both agaist the idea and then started their own. The two of them quickly made a name for themselves among the university's legends.
Craig looked up toward the sky. The sky was beginning to clear up. _Fire fighters must be here already,_ he thought. _Oh well, I guess that's one way to cancel my science classes for this month._ Craig laughed to himself and entered the cafeteria.
* * *
Over in the Culinary Arts building, Room 268...
Myles, A-ko and C-ko sat down for a nice hour and a half long class on Understanding Pancakes 101. Most of the students were there but were all talking about the same thing, the explosion in the science building.
"I wonder what happened," C-ko said.
"It's obvious to me," A-ko replied. "B-ko got a little overzealous and destroyed the place."
_Actually, lass, I t'ink Craig may 'ave 'ad a hand in it than B-ko...although, who knows,_ Myles thought. A-ko had asked for him to sit next to her and C-ko again. For Myles, this was a dream come true, even if he almost died from blood-loss. _Damn nose bleeds..._
The instructor entered the classroom carrying a spatula in one hand and a frying pan in the other. He wore a white chef's apron and a white chef's hat. His brown eyebrows were as this as his mustache and covered his eyes. He stood up to the counter in front of the classroom and began his lecture.
"Bjornmin schorgin, jormin virgin...gooten tite!" he said, in what appeared to be Swedish. A-ko and Myles looked at each other. Neither one of them were paying any attention on the first day of that class. A-ko was too busy not believing that she had taken that class, while Myles was too busy drooling over A-ko.
"I still can't believe I took this class..." she muttered.
"What'd ye take it fer then, lass?" Myles asked.
"Her," she replied, pointing over to her best friend who appeared to be taking comprehensive notes and seemed to understand what it was the instructor was saying. "How 'bout you?"
"Uh...er..." _Go on lad, tell 'er!_ "I took it because ye--"
"SHH!" C-ko interrupted, cutting off Myles' response. Myles swallowed hard and sighed. He turned to face the front of the class, to watch as the instructor babbled on unintelligibly, swinging his spatula and frying pan through the air.
"Dorgin merjin viorgin. Di svergin dergin borjin," he continued. Myles was trying to decipher what the instructor was saying, he wondered if any of the other students were having the same difficulty as he was. He looked about and saw only A-ko had a perplexed look on her face. Myles smiled and began to doodle in his notebook.
_I can't believe this,_ A-ko thought. _I'm actually going to have to ask C-ko for notes. Am I the only one who doesn't understand what this asshole's saying?_ A-ko looked over Myles' shoulder to see what notes he was taking. It looked as if he was attempting to draw manga, but was failing miserably. _Hmm, he takes notes just like C-ko does in all her other classes. They're perfect for each other!_ She smiled to herself at how well of a match-maker she had turned out to be. _Now if I could match someone up with me..._ Also, C-ko seemed to have taken to him pretty good...treating him as if he was just there, but still. Now if she could just get the two of them alone for a while, by themselves.
After a half hour, Myles and A-ko had both fallen asleep. Myles was awakened by a frying pan smacking him in the face. A-ko was awakened by the sound of Myles hitting the floor beside her and the instructor unitelligibly bitching them out. Myles got up, blushing. Once again, he had just made an ass of himself in front of the love of his life.
After the class was over, Myles got up the balls to ask A-ko when the date was. When A-ko and C-ko had stood up, he turned to A-ko. "Um...A-ko..." he started. A-ko looked at him and smiled. Myles became unglued. "Um...well...I...uh...that is...I was...umm...wondering...when...ah...er...uh...hrk! Ugh!" Myles began to bleed from the nose again and passed out onto the floor. A-ko and C-ko looked at him and then at each other.
"C'mon, A-ko. Let's go!" C-ko said, impatiently, pulling her friend's arm.
"But..." A-ko protested, but was literally dragged out of the classroom by C-ko. For the next three hours, Myles lay unconscious on the floor of classroom 268.

Chapter 6a (continued): The alien strikes

Across Graviton City, in the Earth Defense Force's Headquarters, Director General Yashida sat in his command seat and watched the monitor. The monitor showed the radar. On the radar was a small blip heading toward a larger blip. The small blip was the Alpha Cygni ship. The larger one was the Jupiter outpost, Regula One. The screen changed from the radar display to an image of two young, pert women frantically licking at each other's vaginas.
"Private McNichol! That will be enough, this isn't a porno theater," the Director said. The private quickly changed the display to what it was supposed to be. The image on the screen was of Jupiter. It was from on of Regula One's exterior cameras. In the upper left corner, a minuet silvery glimmer could be seen, moving towards the station.
* * *
General Crix Madine sat in his command chair, watching the monitor. It was the same image that Director General Yashida was viewing some 628,320,000 kilometers away on Earth. On a smaller screen, that was actually attached to the command chair, was the face of the Director himself.
"General Madine, you have my green light. Proceed when ready," he said. "I'll be monitoring the performance."
"HAI!" Madine said, saluting the image of the Director General as it snapped off. He stood up and watched the monitor some more. "Lieutenant, how much longer before the bogey is within relavent strike range?"
"ETA; five point seven minutes for station range. She's in fighter strike range now, if were to release them, sir," she replied. Madine stared at the screen for a breath more. He then turned and struck a dramatic pose, pointing his finger towards the observation window.
"Scramble the fighters! Red alert! We strike at once!" he yelled.
* * *
The alarm sounded and all of the fighter pilots scrambled to get into their flight suits. Aside from the training manuevers that they had to practice, this had been the only form of action they had seen since being stationed there. Regula One was built immediately after the Alpha Cygni fleet had left, so there had been absolutely no threat to Earth...until now.
"Hey! I hear the entire fleet has come back!" One of them said, jumping into his flight suit.
"Are you kidding? Why the hell would they send the whole fleet back here? They've got their lost princess didn't they?" Another replied.
"Alright, men!" a tall dark-haired man shouted as he stood up on one of the benches in the locker room. "This shouldn't be too hard of a mission. It's just one tiny craft. And we believe it's a shuttle of some sort, so we shouldn't have any problems."
"But, Captain Darklighter! Why are they sending us all out to kill on small craft?"
"Because its an Alpha Cygni dyke! And we will never underestimate the Alpha Cygni again! Do I make myself clear?"
"HAI!" the crew shouted in unision. Biggs Darklighter had always dreamed of being a fighter pilot ever since he was a child growing up in the deserts of Arizona. After the first alien invasion, he joined the Earth Defense Force and quickly made a name for himself and a rank. After the second invasion, he and his crew were the first selected to be stationed out on Regula One. And now, he was not going to let them regret that decision, or die trying.
The entire Regula One fleet were in their ships and ready for launch within minutes. The ships were already prepped and ready to go and then towed to the main launch bay. Captain Darklighter secured his helmet as his ship launched out towards spacce and he felt the adrenaline running through his viens like fire. He punched the accelerator and was well on his way to be the first to intercept the Alpha Cygni ship.
* * *
The alarm rang out from the cockpit of the shuttle, awaking Liza out of a stupor. She wiped the drowsiness from her eyes and pulled the vibrator from her dripping hole. She ran over to the cockpit and plunked herself in the pilot's seat. She did a quick diagnostics check and realized that she had run the ship's systems down. _Dammit! I should have made sure I had enough energy to run my pleasure drone and keep this heap of space shit going enough to make it to Earth and back._ She checked the radar and saw the an entire fleet of Earth fighters were moving in to intercept her.
"SHIT!" she yelled. "Computer! Power up all offensive weaponry and maximize shields! Cut speed to fighter manueverability and keep auxiliary systems on stand by!" The computer complied as she took the controls in her hands. Gripping the flight stick and gently ran her thumbs over the trigger buttons. She looked out the cockpit window and could already make out what the fighters generally looked like.
They were airplane-like in form, only with larger thrusters on either side of the ship. A few of the fighters had what looked like a larger cannon on the underside of the ship. Her communication system rang out. She quickly slammed her fist on the receive button.
"Unidentified Alpha Cygni vessel," a male voice called out. "This is General Crix Madine of the Earth Defense Force Jupiter Outpost, Regula One. Explain your mission or be fired upon."
"This is Major Liza of the Alpha Cygni Royal Fleet, I don't owe you an explanation of anything," she replied. "Now get those tin cans out of my way or face the consequences!"
* * *
"Captain Darklighter...fire at will, the Alpha Cygni is here for hostilities and we're sure as hell going to give them to her," Madine's voice said through Biggs' comlink.
"Alright ya pussies! You heard the man! Lock S-foils in attack position! Open fire once you have the fucking dyke in your targeting sensors!" Biggs yelled, as he powered up his weapons systems to maximum power. The Alpha Cygni shuttle was now in his targeting range. Biggs grinned as his computer auto-targeted the small alien ship. The display flashed red, signaling the okay to attack. Biggs pressed the trigger and the space around him was set ablaze.
* * *
Liza had already had four fighters targeted when they had entered her firing range. She pressed her trigger and the lead fighter exploded in a fury. She should have timed that better though, at just the nano-second that she opened fire, so did her target, letting loose two heat-seeking missles, plunging through space toward her.
Liza dodged the attack and flew into the interceptors' net. Their own leader's missles followed her in, taking out two more fighters for her. Her cockpit began to light up as the laser fire from the fighters spat past her and the alarms from the fuel systems flashed, letting her know that the auxiliary systems had been turned on. _One chance,_ she thought. _I'll have to break through this swarm and break into the hive itself._ She pulled back on the stick pointing the shuttle straight up. She flipped the shuttle around and dove back into the swarm of fighters. Three more of the fighters collided, one that had followed her maneuver and hit another that got in the way and another that was hit by the wreckage.
"Heh. Six down," she said, checking her radar. "Shit! Forty-four more to go!" She began to run through her training exercises that she had gone through when the odds were against her. She thought about her own experiences with the attacking Chaos Order fleet that had foolishly tried to annex the Apha Cygni into their Empire. She had flown a more maneuverable fighter in all scenarios, and his shuttle was definitely no fighter. Hell, it was not even as maneuverable as a drop-ship.
She pulled left on the stick, causing the shuttle to barrel roll. Four more ships exploded. _Stupid Earthlings...and such an inferior sex too._ An overzealous pilot tried to take advantage of Liza's stunt, but only succeeded in destroying two of his own teammates. The other two collided when one of them followed her, and caused his ship to spin out of control and into his wingman. Another alarm rang out, the hull stability alarm. "Shit! No more fancy maneuvers, or else I'll be sucking vaccum," she mumbled. "Well, now is as good of a time as any to make a run for the station." She ran her scans of the station and found two open docking bays, the main and a minor one four levels down. "Stupid fucking Earthings."
Liza jagged the shuttle back and forth to avoid the fire from the fighters and the space station. Fortunately for her, the people who were firing at her from the space station must have gone to the same school as the morons in the fighters. Missles suddenly barreled down on her from the station. She hoped she would be able to pull off at least one more barrel roll without having the ship tear itself apart. Liza yanked the flight stick to the right, the shuttle rolled again. The missle barrage soared past her and into the fighters behind her. The shuttle began to buck and rock as the computer wailed on. Hull breach. She quickly ejected her energy core and dove for cover as her shuttle crash landed in the main docking bay of Regula One.
After the shuttle came to a halt, Liza grabbed what little clothing and rations she had brought with her and ran out of the shuttle, breasts bouncing freely. With a fierce explosion that rocked Regula One off its axis and out of its orbit, the shuttle blew up. Sirens and alarms screamed all around her. The docking bay had lost artificial gravity and the magnetic force shield that kept the vacuum of space at bay, was starting to dissipate. Liza quickly threw her tight blue pants and red halter top on and ran for the nearest door. Locked. She gripped the side of the door and pulled the door off its hinges. She turned and threw the door at some oncoming soldiers.
_Strange,_ she thought. _They weren't firing on me._ She soon found out why, one of the alarms that was ringing out was for emergency evacuation. Her little stunt must have done more damage than she thought...that and the fact the ship exploded shortly there after probably helped it along. She looked at the map of the station on the wall and judged that her best bet for getting off the station alive was in a small docking bay located on the top of the station.
* * *
General Crix Madine had been killed in the explosion when the bridge of the station went up after the alien shuttle had crashed into the main docking bay below it. Fortunately for Daley Wong, he knew that the General had a small one-man craft in a private docking bay so that the General could escape in just such emergencies. Daley was the General's Aide since before they had both been stationed on the Jupiter outpost. Madine and Daley had become good friends and Madine would set him up with some of the cute rookies to "show them the 'perks' of Regula One". That was one of the "perks" for Daley, of course.
Daley punched in the General's private security access code and the airlock door swung open. He quickly ran over to a small terminal and punched in the proper clearance codes and sent out the distress signals. The small ship in the hangar was the only long-range ship on the entire station, excluding the shuttles that were destroyed in the explosion. The officers on board were going to have to sit in the escape pods until the Earth Defense Force was able to get a ship out to them.
Daley started for the ship until he heard a commanding female voice behind him. He turned quickly to see the most gorgeous, blond Amozon-goddess of a woman standing in the airlock doorway. She was wearing a low-cut halter top and a pair of the tightest blue pants he had ever had the pleasure of seeing a woman in...and she filled it out as if she had been poured into them.
"Great...another red-head," she mumbled. "That ship's mine!" Daley produced his standard-issue blaster and fired on the blond Amozon.
"Like hell!" he exclaimed. Moving with the speed and grace of lightning, the blond woman was in Daley's face before he even knew what was going on. She pressed Daley to the wall by his throat, her massive strength forcing his windpipe shut. She stopped momentarily. Her cool-gray eyes looked into Daley's violet eyes. She smiled and reliquished her grip.
"I'm Liza," she said, setting Daley back down on the floor, watching him gasp for air.
"I'm...ulp!" he was interrupted as Liza lifted him and kissed him on the lips, looking in his eyes again.
"I've always had a thing for red-heads," she said, coolly. Liza reached down and pulled off her halter top. As her breasts bounced free, Daley stared in wide wonderment. He had never seen breasts that large before. Daley leaned forward and sucked on one pink nipple, while kneading the other breast. Liza gasped. She stood Daley up and then used her impressive strength to rip off all of Daley's clothes. Liza had never had sex with a man before, there was a reason for that of course, he entire race was female... _Aw, how hard can it be?_ she thought.
By instinct, Liza knelt before Daley and took his cock into her mouth. Daley threw his head back and swallowed. _Damn, she's good! What sucking power!_ he thought. Liza felt Daley's cock getting harder and harder the more she sucked him. She then stood up and removed her pants. She sat on the stool in front of the terminal in front of the computer council. Daley knelt in front of her and began to lick at Liza's sex. As he sucked on her clitoris, he reached up and began to knead her breasts again. Liza leaned back onto the council and smiled. _Not bad for an Earthling...and a male at that!_ Daley then inserted his index and middle finger into her dripping vagina and slowly took them out, liking Liza's love juices off of them.
Daley then stood up and parted Liza's pubic lips and inserted himself into her. Liza gasped. Aside from her phalluses, she had never felt a sensation like that before. He swiftly moved in and out of her, thrusting his pelvis towards Liza's. She began to move rhythmically with his thrusts, giving them both more sensations. She then gripped his hips, forcing him to penetrate her deeper. With a few more thrusts, Liza came. Daley pulled out of her. He was slightly freaked by the fact that her love hole tightened as she came, almost uncomfortably.
Liza panted and then looked at Daley's still hard penis. She then looked at the computer terminal and saw that there would no longer be a space station in a matter of minutes. She stood up and threw Daley onto the stool. She knelt before him and then quickly began to pump his throbbing sex. Daley's face contorted as he was getting ready to ejaculate. Just as he was about to come, Liza tightened her grip and Daley's cock exploded into a stringy, bloody pulp. She stood up, kissed Daley on the lips and then wiped the blood and sperm mixture on his chest. She smiled, picked up her clothes and walked over to the waiting ship. Daley sat on the stool, for some reason, he could not feel a thing from the waist down. He felt undulation, but could not feel anything from what had given him that feeling.
"Wha-what did you do to me?" he asked, watching Liza quickley get dressed and get into the cockpit of the small craft. She turned and smiled again.
"A little something I picked up...I really do have a thing for red-heads, you know..." You know the rest. Daley looked down to see nothing but broken flesh, viens, and a lot of blood where his penis should have been. Liza had jumped into the ship and opened the docking bay's doors. Everything not bolted down in the small docking bay, quickly flew out into the vacuum of space.

In space, they say that no one can hear you scream...but for the sake of comedy, we'll let this one slide... Daley had tears streaming down his face as the feeling below the waist slowly began to return to him. Holding the remains of what was once his manhood, Daley began to scream as he flew out into the vast space. Liza began to laugh as she saw the man fly past her cockpit window, gasping for air, screaming and still clutching what was left of his cock.
Liza piloted the ship out of the small docking bay as another explosion was triggered within the station, sending it into planetfall towards Jupiter. The tiny craft rocked as Liza powered up the thrusters and aimed it for Earth. According to the readouts, she would make her destination in less than two weeks. _Damn Earth piece of shit!_ The computer automatically configured the proper codes and then shot itself into warp speed toward Earth.
* * *
Meanwhile on Earth...
Director General Lawerence Yashida punched in a code for the authorization to pick up any and all survivors from the disaster. Hopefully, they would be able to last a week until they got there. He then watched the monitor again. It was an exterior shot from one of Regula One's still-functional cameras. It showed Juptier's atmosphere getting closer and closer. Another explosion. The camera winked out. Yashida turned and took a drink from the counter. He gulped it down the rest of the bourbon and went to pour himself more.
He punched another code in and the monitor showed damage estimates and survivor probabilities. Another image flashed onto the screen. The radar from the station was still active. A tiny craft leaving the station and then heading toward Earth at warp speed. Yashida dropped his drink. Glass shattered on the floor, spewing ice, glass and bourbon everywhere.
"We're fucked..."

Chapter 6b: Here we go again... or The Cameo Chapter From Hell Continues!
Friday:
The first week of college was over for the majority of the students at G.U.U.C. A-ko woke with a start, no thanks to C-ko. She had woken her up early, they were supposed to go to town and shop for some new "undergarnements".
"C-ko, leemealone!" she mumbled, turning her face into her pillow.
"C'mon A-ko!" C-ko whined. "You promised we'd go to the mall today!" She tugged at her friend's bed sheet. A-ko rolled over to face her best friend.
"Alllllright..." she sighed. "Juz' lemme wake up sommme...Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...."
"A-KO!" C-ko screamed into her ear. A-ko flew out of bed and clung to the ceiling, shaking. She was definitely awake, now. Her eyes were wide and she dug her finger and toenails into the ceiling. Realizing what happened and the fact that gravity has an affect on even anime characters, especially when they realize that they cannot defy gravity, A-ko slammed into the floor with a thud loud enough to wake up the entire campus.
"OWWW!!" she yelled. C-ko looked down at A-ko and smiled at her. She then stuck her hand out to help her friend up off the floor. A-ko got up and tussled her hair around. She turned around and walked into the bathroom with C-ko following closely behind her. A-ko closed the door. With a sudden yell, the bathroom door burst open and C-ko went skidding out on her butt, followed by the bathroom door being slammed shut again.
"Tee hee, she's such a tease," C-ko giggled, still seated on the floor.
* * *
B-ko had fully recovered from her "incident" in the science lab relatively quickly. Good thing for her, her father is Hikaru Daitokuji. Otherwise, she might still be in that God-awful hospital, getting the same treatments as the "average" patients got. She shuddered at the thought. The doctor that had rushed her to the hospital had told her what had happened and that a young man by the name of Craig Vincent had saved her life. She thought for a moment as to whom it may have been. The name was certainly American. _No...it couldn't be...could it? Why would *he* save my life?_ B-ko walked over to her computer terminal and brought up the student records. She typed in the name. A small image of the young man appeared, with his stats to the left of it. A list of his acheivements and other various "incidents" were listed under the image.
She shut off the computer and then sat back. She then got up and looked out the window that overlooked the campus. She looked in the direction of the boys' dormitory. She would have to repay him...some how...Daitokuji-style... B-ko allowed herself a smile at the thought. B-ko changed her focus and saw her reflection in the window. Behind her was Ine.
"You called, Mistress?" she asked.
"Yes, I want you and Mari to follow A-ko and C-ko to the mall today," she replied, not turning from the window. "And tell Ume and Asa that I want them to follow Upperclassmen Vincent around for today only. Tell them I want to know how he thinks, that's how comprehensive I want their report to be."
"Hai," Ine replied.
"Is there something you want to say to me?" B-ko asked, still facing the window.
"Well, Mistress. I...that is, we are starting to worry about you. I was thinking that going to the mall with us may be good for you."
"I don't," B-ko retorted, flatly. She stood still for a moment, and then swung around so fast that Ine jumped back. "My vexation is beyond your comprehension! It's not a matter of health, it's a matter of love and honor! C-ko is the matter of love, and Mr. Vincent is the matter of honor! I will have my revenge against both him and A-ko before this term is over...THIS I SWEAR ON MY FAMILY NAME!!!" B-ko stood clutching her right fist over her left breast and panted slightly. _Damn, I've been getting too excitable lately. I'll have to go see Tony after I'm alone._ B-ko refrained her smile. "You may leave."
"Hai," Ine said, bowing before B-ko and then slowly backing out of the room.
* * *
A shadowed, shapely figure stood in a lit doorway. The woman was certainly well endowed and was obviously wearing either a tight outfit or nothing at all. Myles was standing in front of the shapely figure, arms outstretched. The shadowy figure came into the light, revealing a sensuous red-haired girl, wearing a tight black leather outfit that fit her perfectly. It was A-ko.
A-ko turned to Myles and ran into his open arms. When they reached each other, they embraced. Holding each other tightly. Myles looked into A-ko's hazel-brown eyes. She smiled and leaned into him. Their lips met as they began a long, sensuous kiss. Myles then...
...woke up. Craig had kick-started the television and sat down. Myles got out of his bed, growling. He walked over to Craig and looked him in the eyes. Craig was obviously confused.
"I don't like ye," he said, tonelessly. He then pushed past his friend and went straight into the bathroom. Craig looked over to Kei, who was still comatose because of the current condition of his bike. He then shrugged, tuned the TV and got an American cartoon in. It was "Animaniacs", he realized.
"DAMMIT! I don't see the show since I leave Chicago and it's the same fuckin' episode that I saw when I left!" he muttered. He flipped through the rest of the channels and then sighed. "Fuck. Two hundred and seventy-some channels, and there ain't a damn thing on." He got up and shut the TV down. He decided to go to the cafeteria and get some "food". IF you want to call it that. Myles came out of the bathroom, drying his hair.
"Hey, you didn't use all the hot water, did you?" Craig asked.
"Nay, I took a cold shower," Myles mumbled.
"Wanna go get some 'food' from the cafeteria?"
"Nah."
"Looks like A-ko's going," he replied, looking out the window. He then looked down to see Myles running in the direction of the cafeteria, wearing only his bathrobe and a towel on his head. Craig shook his head and then left the room to check the mail.
After Craig had left, Kei finally snapped out of his catatonic state and looked at his what was once his bike. He then dropped to his knees and began to sob uncontrollably. He then got up and decided to take a shower. He would soon avenge his poor lost Harley, and Myles and Craig would pay dearly.
Craig walked back into his dorm room, carrying a rather large-looking box with him. He set the box on his bed and then wiped his hands off. Reading the return address, he smiled. Myles burst into the room, now only wearing a towel. Not a pretty sight, folks. Craig turned around and looked at his half-naked friend.
"What the hell happened to you?" he asked, averting his eyes.
"Who the hell cares! We're gooin' ti the mall, me friend," Myles replied, bursting with excitement.
"Eh?"
"Aye, we're goin' ti the mall! I overheard me lass and her friend say that, after breakfast, they were goin' into town to shop. I want ye to offer her a ride!"
"In what? My foot? You totaled my car last month, remember? If you don't I'm gonna kick your ass from here back to Ireland. It *was* your fuckin' fault..."
"Aye, aye. I thought that maybe ye'd gotten it back by now."
"No. I did get my bi-annual care package from my cousin in Chicago, though." Myles looked up with a glimmer of some hope. "No car..." Myles frowned.
"What'd she send ye?" Craig whipped out his switch blade and opened the box. He removed some of the packing foam and began to sift through the box's contents.
"Heh. The usual stash of booze. A couple movies, some CD's. A pair of sunglasses...cool... A few other things and...cute, Ral...a box of condoms..." Myles laughed as Craig held up the box marked Trojan Condoms Double-lubbed and ribbed. Craig pulled out a note that was in the box and read it over. He laughed and then stuck it back in the box. He then set the entire box into his foot locker and then locked it. "So, when to we leave?"
"How're we supposed to get there?" Myles mumbled.
"Take the bus, ya putz..."
* * *
Graviton City's Eastside Mall was the biggest in Graviton City. Another bonus was that is was the closest to the University and three high schools. Needless to say the mall was constantly packed. Following the American's concept of one huge building with hundreds of stores within it, the mall was one of the first places constructed after the meteor smacked into Graviton City eighteen years ago. This was to boost the economy and of course, increase tourism. People from all over Graviton City...for that matter, Japan, come to the mall to shop at the three hundred plus stores. It has been said that it would take the average shopper at least a week to visit all of the stores in it. Fortunately for A-ko and C-ko, they are *far* from average shoppers, for they are teenage mallrats...
"Where do you wanna go first, A-ko?" C-ko asked, cheerfully, skipping along a row of stores.
"Let's go visit some clothing stores, I want to make sure that I have enough money to buy my new underwear," she replied. Myles was not too far behind her in the crowd and could make out what she was saying. _Och! Myles, ye bloody maroon! Ye stole all of the poor lass's underwear! What'n the hell's the matter wit'ye?_ A little further back, behind Myles was Ine and Mari, trying to act inconspicuous...or at least as inconspicuous as someone like Mari can ever get. Unfortunately for them, however, they could not hear A-ko and C-ko over the crowd.
A-ko and C-ko turned into a clothing store that had a large red sign with white lettering on it that read in Japanese; "SALE!!" Myles took two steps toward the store, read the name of it and went crimson. "Shit! I can't go in there!" he muttered. He did a quick look around to see if anyone would see him and then slipped into the store. Mari and Ine walked up to the entrance of the store and then entered themselves.
A-ko turned to look at the mannequins that were standing in the window to see if there were any outfits that she would like to get. She had conned her father into letting her have his credit card before she left for college. She was able to buy anything that the mall had to offer her, but she felt a sort of responsibilty towards the card, thinking that it would be wrong for her to charge the card up to its limits.
A-ko quickly got a hold of herself. _CHAAAAAAAARRRRRRGE IT!!!!_ she thought. She then looked to see if an outfit that a mannequin had on was in her size. She looked on some of the racks and saw that the outfit she liked was nowhere to be found.
"Can I help you, Misth?" a high-pitched, male voice called from behind her. A-ko turned around to see a man in a pink vest with a matching pink beret and tiger-striped stretch pants stood before her. A-ko thought that his build was rather feminine for a man. "I'm Melba," he said, in a queerish voice. "Can I help you find anything?" A-ko almost laughed out loud at the "man's" mannerisms. She brought herself under control.
"Uh, yes," A-ko replied. "I liked the outfit on this mannequin here and I was wondering if you had any others in stock."
"Hmm, exthellent choisth," he said, nymphishly gesturing at the mannequin A-ko was inquiring about. "Alasth, I haven't stheen thisth outfit before. If you like, I could find out the sthizthe on thisth one for you. I'd sthay it'sth about your sthizthe." A-ko smiled.
"Sure, I'd like that," she replied. "I'll be over there in the undergarnments section."
"Okay, I'll be with you in a moment." A-ko turned and walked over to the undergarnment section of the store where C-ko was already looking. Melba walked up onto the display and grabbed the mannequin that had the outfit A-ko liked. "Mmm, mmm, mmmmmm. Thisth one'sth justht stho life-like," he muttered, feeling the mannequin out. When he reached the mannequin's crotch, Myles broke free of Melba's grip and slugged him in the gut.
"[Ye bloody fucking FAGGOT!!!]" he yelled in Irish, his brogue thicker than usual. As Melba went down, Myles jumped off the display and picked Melba up off the floor, kneeing him in the groin and then pummelling him until he lay unconscious on the floor. Myles removed the dress that was covering his actual clothing that's why the outfit looked different, and left the store in a flash, forgetting to remove the wig that he had on.
Among the real mannequins, Mari and Ine looked at the unconscious sales associate on the floor nervously. They then looked to watch one-another as Myles went running out of the store.
Over by the undergarnments, C-ko was displaying some underwear for A-ko. Some were typical "cutesy" C-ko-style underwear one's with the odd colored fuzzy aminals on them, and others were a silky, see-through-style. A-ko was blushing profusely as she shouted her suggestions loud enough for everyone in the mall to hear them. A-ko decided to do with some of the typical white cotton panties and no-frills bras, except for the little pink bows in the center...
After a few minutes of browsing and looking around, A-ko was ready to leave. She looked to see where Melba had gone to. She walked up to the register and set her purchases down on the counter. A young red-haired girl walked over to her.
"Are you all set?" she asked.
"Um, no. One of the salesmen, Melba, I think, was supposed to get an outfit from one of the mannequins in the window," A-ko replied, looking over to the display window. "But, I don't see the mannequin over there now." The girl behind the counter shifted nervously.
"Um, well, someone beat the shit out of poor Melba. When he came to, he kept mumbling something about the mannequin coming to life and beating him up."
"That's horrible!" A-ko exclaimed, astonished. "Who would do such a thing?"
"Well, like I said, he said it was the mannequin that had your outfit on it." The cashier then smiled at A-ko. "So, will this be all, then?"
"Uh...I guess so..."
* * *
Craig walked into a gun shop and began to browse. While looking at a display case, he saw the reflection of two girls standing not too far behind him. One had a micro-vid-cam in her hand. Craig studied the images in the window for a moment and then began to think where he had seen them before. He quickly swung around and the two girls vanished as if they were never there. Craig laughed to himself and then contiued on with his browsing.
Ume shoved Asa into the crowd the minute she saw their subject begin to turn. _That was close,_ she thought. Asa got her bearings and then began to re-focus her camera on Craig. He was now talking to someone behind the counter, looking at something in the display. Asa flipped on a switch to filter out the noise from the crowd. The converstation came in perfectly. Asa was pleased with herself and the equipment she had been granted for the mission.

Man: Oy, Craig, you gonna buy anything today, or are you just going to drool again?
Craig: Funny, Kaneda, real funny. Maybe if your prices were a little more competitive.

Craig pointed to something in the display case.

Kaneda(irked): What're you talkin' about? I'm the only gun shop in the mall, and for that matter, I've got the best prices in Graviton City.
Craig: My cousin used to own a gun shop before her newest situation, and these prices are outrageous compared to hers and to what she could get me now.
Kaneda: Where was her gun shop?
Craig: Chicago.
Kaneda: Feh, with all of the taxes, customs fees and shipping fares, her "deals" are probably ten times more than mine.
Craig (snorts): Guess again. Your Smith and Wesson M-19 (6") here, she could get me one for three hundred less...at least. And that *includes* all of the above. Lemme see that one there.
Kaneda: Aw, c'mon! Three hundred *less*? You've *got* to be yankin' me.

Kaneda pulled a Desert Eagle (Isreal, Gas recoil)Special chambered for the .44 Magnum and handed it to Craig who checked the cylinder and cleanliness.

Craig: Nope. Where'd you pick this one up?
Kaneda: Got it at a Tokyo gun shop that went out of business.
Craig: Feh. You'd think in Tokyo, they'd all stay in business.
Kaneda: Naw, it's those AD Police that're causing the slump. They're actually doing a good job over there.
Craig: Got my special order?
Kaneda: Yup. [Pulling a box out from behing the counter.] Did these myself. Don't know what you expect to use Hot Loaded .44 Magnum Armor-piercing bullets in.
Craig [pulling open his coat]: This.
Kaneda [eyes wide]: Oh my! That's a--

Craig covered Kaneda's mouth and shhed him. They then wrote a few things back and forth on a notepad. Asa began to sweat profusely.
"What does he need ammo for?" she wondered out loud.
"He builds mecha just like B-ko, maybe that's what it's for?"
"Hmm." Craig handed Kaneda a credit chip, collected the case of bullets into a shopping bag and walked out of the gun shop. Asa was not sure what to think. Other than that she was certainly scared of Upperclassman Vincent now more than ever.

Chapter 6b: Concluded

A-ko and C-ko had gone to about four more stores before Myles had finally felt that he could follow them into one again. He noticed that two girls were following them around like he was and was certainly getting annoyed by it.
A-ko had gotten enough underwear to last her for her entire college career...some were a little more "intimate" than others. Now she just wanted to get some new outfits. Unfortunately, not too many went with her arm-bands, but she had promised her parents after the last time she took them off, that she would never do it again, unless she *had* to, and the sake of fashion was not one of those circumstances. She found that earth-tones seemed to work well wtih them...and of course, black. She decided that since it was becoming fall, she should get darker colored clothes anyhow. And after a week of wearing blue jeans, she was beginning to like the feel of them, even though she usually wore loose, comfortable clothes. The best part was, she would never have to wear a school uniform anymore. C-ko came trotting over to A-ko with a very small and tight black dress.
"Try this one, A-ko!" she said, holding it up. A-ko took it from C-ko's hands and looked at it.
"Um, C-ko...I don't think it's my size," she replied.
"Sure it is! That's what the tag says."
"Then why is it so...small..."
"Just try it on," C-ko said, pushing her friend toward the dressing room. Myles stood by a rack of clothes, drooling. _I should 'ave brought a bloody camera! Dammit Myles, what'n the hell's the matter wit'ye?_ Myles scolded himself mentally.
A-ko came out of the dressing room wearing the outfit that C-ko had chosen for her. A-ko was trying to cover her scantily-clad self.
"This is embarrassing," she mumbled.
"Come on, let's see what you look like," C-ko said, pulling A-ko's arms to her sides. A-ko walked in front of the mirror. The dress was low-cut, in that it just barely covered her breasts. It was also high cut, coming no less than nine inches above her knees. Two spaghetti string straps came up over her shoulders. The sides were cut into slits running horizontally along either side of the dress. A-ko, now redder than crimson if that were possible, covered herself again.
"Knock that off, A-ko!" C-ko scolded. "Be proud of your body! With a body like yours, you *have* to show it off." A-ko was not sure how exactly to take that. She probably would have been at ease if it were anyone but C-ko saying it. Hell, even her own mother would do. But taking advice like that just did not fit somehow. Alas, A-ko did finally feel better about herself and let her arms hang freely to her sides. She did look good, as if we didn't know and the best part was that her arm-bands matched the dress perfectly. The reflection of C-ko practically drooling over her did not seem to help any though.
Myles could not believe how A-ko looked. A-ko walked back into the dressing room and came back out holding the dress in her hands. She was actually going to buy it! Which meant that Myles would see her in it again! Myles went to follow but slipped on something. He got himself up and felt a little wet. He looked down only to see a puddle of drool the size of the Pacific Ocean on the floor. He brought himself back to reality when he heard someone snickering. He looked up to see who was laughing at him. Except, it was not him that they were laughing at. The two girls that had followed A-ko earlier.
"I-I can't believe she's actually going *buy* that God-awful thing," Ine laughed. Mari was actually laughing as well. "Di-did you see how it looked on her? Oh, B-ko's gonna have a field-day with this one!"
Myles felt his ire burn through him. He was going to kill them for that. Myles jumped from behind his hiding place and growled, striking an offensive pose. Ine and Mari jumped back, because of startlement. Mari then towered over Myles and looked down, growling and cracking her knuckles.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" he screamed, running out of the store across the hall and into a sports store. Ine and Mari followed him, only to rush back out, being chased by an enraged Myles wearing football shoulder pads and a hockey helmet, swinging an aluminum baseball bat wildly at them. He chased the girls into a hardware store only to be chased back out by the two girls brandishing axes. They chased him into an electronics store only to rush back out, being chased by Myles with a cattle prod. He chased the girls into a antique shop, only to be chased back out by Ine and Mari swinging broad swords at him. They chased him into the hardware store only to be chased out again by a deranged Myles with an active chain saw. Myles began to laugh demonically as he chased the girls. He stopped suddenly, growling louder than the chain saw, stiriking a dramatic pose. The girls ran down the hall as far and as fast away from him as they possibly could. He then felt hundreds of eyes on him. He turned to the right and revved the chain saw. The people screamed and went about their business. He then turned to the left and revved it again. Those people did the same as the others.
Myles shut off the chain saw and wiped his brow. A-ko stood off to the side with C-ko hiding behind her. _Good job, ye bloody asshole! Ye've just showed the lass yer true nature...to an extent. What'n the hell's the matter wit'ye?_ A-ko smiled and walked over to Myles, C-ko happily skipping behind her.
"You're the first one ever to scare off B-ko's goons!" A-ko said. "And you did it for C-ko, didn't you?" Myles dropped the chain saw. _C-KO!?!?!?!_ he shrieked, mentally.
"N-nae, la--!" he was interrupted as two mall security guards knocked him to the ground and cuffed him. They began to drag him off. "I DID IT FER YEE, LASS!!!" he screamed. A-ko turned to C-ko.
"You want me to save him?"
"Let's go do some more shopping."
"But..." she started, but was literally dragged by C-ko to the next store.

Myles was struggling with the handcuffs as the guards dragged him along the floor.
"It will be easier on you if you don't put up a struggle," one of them said.
"But then, we like it when we have an excuse to beat the shit out of punks like you," the other added.
"And I think that it'll be easier on you both if you let him go," a voice off to the side of them said. The guards looked over to see a young man with unruly brown hair and a leather trench coat standing before them with his hands on his hips revealing that he wore a tee-shirt with an image of a psychotic smiley face on it.
"Stay out of this, civilian."
"Ooo, I'm scared. Rent-a-cop's gonna hoit me...shake, shake, chatter...I want my mommy," Craig said sarcastically.
"Craig! Ye buffoon! Don't be stoopid!" Myles yelled.
"You want to join your friend here?"
"No, my friend will be joining me, thank you," Craid said, walking over to the guards. One of the guards drew his side-arm and fired at Craig as he covered himself with his trench coat. Craig went down to the ground and did not get up. The guard walked over to the body and looked down. Craig jumped up off the floor.
'THAT HURT, ASSHOLE!!" he yelled. The guard jumped back a mile and then took aim at Craig again. "Ooo, that's nice...you know something? MINE'S BIGGER!!" Craig reached into his coat and wiped out a rather large-ish handgun. Craig fired, severing the hand-cuffs off of Myles' wrists. The guards pissed their pants.
"They don't pay us enough for this!" they screamed as they turned tail and ran down the hallway. "RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!" Craig laughed and then took a deep breath as he put his gun back into his coat.
"That's what you pulled on the dorm super, wasn't it?" Myles asked, picking himself up off the floor. Craig nodded. "Where'd you get that? Now where'd the lass go? Ye were shot! Where's she at, dammit! Are ye alright? A-KO!! How'd ye survive? WHERE THE 'ELL IS ME A-KO??" Craig lifted his hand up to stop Myles and then shook his coat. The bullet slugs clattered to the ground.
"Kevlar-leather mesh. My cousin gave it to me when I graduated from high school. Her 'business partner' said it wasn't his style, so she gave it to me as a graduation gift. As for the gun, that's a CZ-75 semi-automatic. They don't make 'em like that anymore. My cousin gave *that* to me for my eighteenth birthday. Okay, your turn, what the hell was that all about? And I don't know where *your* A-ko went."
"I was defending me lass's honor!" Myles replied, clutching his fist over his chest. He then realized that he was no longer wearing the hand-cuffs. He looked down to see them lying on the floor. He looked at Craig who only sighed.
"It figures," Craig mumbled.
* * *
"I'm hungry, A-ko," C-ko said, as the two girls left yet another store.
"Let's go get some burgers," A-ko suggested.
"Okay," C-ko replied. The two friends walked over to the mall's food court. C-ko picked the place, of course. A-ko was not happy about her selection, but did not mind too much. Her first job was at Mod Burgers, but not this branch in particular. It still brought back some memories...bad memories... A-ko walked up to the counter and a young girl with short, blue hair behind it bowed and smiled at her.
"Welcome to Mod Burger, I'm Akane, how may I help you?" she offered.
"I'd like two number four combos and..." she started and then turned to C-ko. "What do you want, C-ko?"
"I'LL HAVE A KIDDIE MEAL WITH A CHOCOLATE SUNDAE AND COLORED SPRINKLES AND A COLA TO DRINK!!" C-ko exclaimed, he mouth twice the size of her head, as usual. Akane was a little more than stunned.
"Uh...ah...um...like, you want fries with that?" After a few moments, A-ko and C-ko had their orders. Akane bowed again as they turned to leave.
"Arigato, come again," she said. A-ko and C-ko walked over to a booth and sat down. They sorted out the food and began to chow down.
"What would you like to do next, C-ko?" A-ko asked.
"I dunno, maybe we can take a break from shopping and go see a movie," C-ko suggested.
"That'd be cool. There's a romantic movie playing today, you want to go see that?" C-ko grinned from ear to ear.
"Sure," she said. A-ko studied C-ko's grin. _There's definitely something different about her, I just wish I knew what it was. I wish Myles would make a move...any move. You'd think the way he was so excited when I asked him to date her, he'd be all over her. Although, I'll admit, he has been hanging around us alot. Speak of the devil, there he is,_ A-ko thought as she looked up to see Craig and Myles walking into the restaurant.
They stepped in line. A blond-haired girl walked over to the other register and turned it on.
"Like, I can help whose next," she said. Craig grinned from ear to ear and zipped over in front of the open register. "Hi, like, welcome to Mod Burger. Like, I'm Cherry, how may I help you?"
"Um, I'd like a cheeseburger, but hold the lettuce, hold the onion, hold the cheese, hold the bun, hold the burger and hold it between your legs," Craig responded, grinning and moving his eyebrows up and down. Cherry smiled.
"Cute joke," she said. The next thing Craig knew he was on the floor with the biggest, reddest hand mark on his face that he had ever received.
"Now *that* he deserved," Myles muttered, shaking his head slowly. Craig got up, walked over to Myles and handed him five hundred yen.
"Get me a number six combo," he said. "I'll go find us a place to sit." Craig turned to see A-ko gesturing for him to come over. _Myles is going to owe me *big* time!_ he thought, as he walked over to the booth. "What's-a happenin', ladies?" he said, sitting down next to C-ko.
"Mind if you guys sit with us?" A-ko asked.
"Not at all, ah, here's Myles," Myles sat down next to A-ko, it was conveniently the only seat left in the booth. He then looked at Craig and smiled gratuitously. A-ko took notice of the smile. Craig grabbed his drink and began to gulp it down.
"How'd you get away from those men?" C-ko asked, glaring at Myles. She was a little annoyed that A-ko allowed two boys to sit with them and interrupt their private lunch.
"Uh, Craig, here, saved the day," Myles said, pointing at Craig, who laughed and then leaned back in his seat, putting his hands behind his neck. His coat opened, revealing a that he wore a blue shirt with a big red "S" in a yellow diamond. A-ko dropped her burger at the sight. She then stood up and moved past Myles. _What a closeup of her ass!_ he thought, grinning.
"Craig, is it?" she asked, Craig nodded. "Could I have a word with you? In private?"
"Um...sure...I guess," he replied. A-ko took him by the arm and dragged him across the restaurant to another booth. "Let go! Geez! What do you want?"
"Would you mind explaining that?" she asked, pointing at his tee-shirt.
"This?" Craig laughed. "You wanted to talk to me in private about this?"
"Humor me," she retorted, flatly.
"Ahem. Don't tell me you've never heard of Superman."
"I-I've *heard* of him..." she lied.
"I should say so, judging from your strength, I'd say he's your father," Craig joked. A-ko looked at him, Craig realized that he must have said something he should not have. The look that A-ko had given him was one of hurt. She then quickly averted her attention to C-ko and Myles.
"They make a nice couple, don't you think?"
"NANI?!?!" Craig exclaimed. A-ko looked at Craig, confused. "Myles...and...C-ko?" A-ko blinked. "You-you're kidding, right?"
"No."
"Um...heh heh...uh...no...er...mm...*snort*..." Craig looked over to his friend who was sitting at the booth with C-ko. Myles was hunched over and kept glaring at Craig. Thunder rolled from somewhere. C-ko was looking out the window, not even acknowledging Myles.
_C'mon, A-ko...I wanna go...NOW!_ she thought.
"A-ko, there's something that I need to tell you," Craig said, looking into A-ko's eyes. Myles had had enough. He stood up, made a bee-line right for Craig, and dragged him out of his seat and out of the restaurant.
"That's quite enough," he said, with Craig in tow. A-ko stared in utter amazement as Myles dragged someone at least twice his size across the floor and out of the restaurant.
"[MYLES, WILL YOU FUCKING LET GO OF ME! YOU'VE JUST KILLED YOUR FUCKING CHANCES, YOU PRICK!]" Craig yelled, in English. Myles released his grip. _Shit, I've goon and pissed the lad off,_ Myles thought. _He only uses English when he's pissed._ Craig stood up and brushed his coat off. "You just ruined your fucking chances with A-ko, you moron!"
"What'n the hell are ye talkin' aboot?" Myles demanded.
"A-ko thinks you like C-ko!"
"NANI!?!"
"Exactly what I said. I was going to tell her that it was her that you liked until you waltzed over and dragged me out of there! What'n the hell's the matter wit'choo!" Craig yelled, waving his arms frantically up and down.
"..." Myles stood there for a moment. Tears began to trickle down his face as he dropped to his knees in front of his friend. "GOMEN NASAI!!! I'M SO BLOODY SORRY! KIN YE EVER FORGIVE ME? PLEASE...YE GOTTA SET ME LASS STRAIGHT FER ME! PLEASE!!!"
"Myles, you're attracting a crowd..."
"I DINNAE CARE! YE GOTTA DO IT FER ME! PLEASE!!!" Myles continued to babble on until Craig could no longer take it. "Sorry about this pal, but..." Craig wiped out his CZ-75 and butted Myles in the back of the head with the handle of it. Myles began to see...
"Och! Look at the wee fairies..." As Myles fell to the ground, his last word before blacking out was..."BEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" --for all you "Dragon Pink" fans...a bit of trivia... Craig picked his friend up and walked over to the nearest lounge. He set his friend on the couch, he was going to stay with him until he saw the cutest pink-haired girl, wearing a dispatcher uniform, he had ever seen and then followed her.
* * *
A-ko and C-ko walked in front of the theater. C-ko was happy again, she finally would have A-ko all to herself...in a dark room...watching a romantic movie. A-ko walked up to the ticket stand and ordered two tickets for "The Day We Loved". C-ko was already at the concession stand ordering two tubs of popcorn and two large colas. A-ko handed C-ko her ticket and they entered the theather. C-ko skipped down the aisle and then plunked herself in a seat that was far from the rest of the crowd. A-ko sat next to her friend and accepted the popcorn and pop that C-ko had bought for her.
After about five minutes, the room darkened and the movie started. The credits rolled and the music was that of some classical overture. A-ko, of course, did not recognize it. After about a half hour into the film, A-ko was already getting whet. She was imagining herself in place of the actresses on the screen, being wooed by the handsome actors. Her favorite actor, Hiroe Shimazuki, was on the screen now and was beginning to make love to an equally gorgeous actress. As the actress bent forward to kiss Hiroe, A-ko closed her eyes and pursed her lips, imagining that it was she who was being kissed. As Hiroe caressed the actress' breasts, A-ko felt as if she too were being caressed by his strong-looking hands. A-ko looked down to see a pair of small hands feeling her breasts out. A-ko's eyes went wide. She followed the arms that were connected to the hands and found that the arms were connected to...
"C-KO!" she cried, tossing her popcorn into the air, and spilling her pop onto the floor. C-ko jumped back into her seat and gave A-ko an innocent look. "What the hell were you doing?" she demanded, panting rather heavily.
"I-I don't know what you mean," she replied, as if she actually believed her own statement.
"SHHHHHHHHH!!" the crowd responded to the commotion. A-ko sat down and glared at C-ko.
"Yes, you do!" she whispered, still frantic.
"Gomen...I..uh...got caught up in the moment," she said, smiling sweetly. A-ko sat perplexed through the rest of the movie, her eyes wide and her mouth like a straight line cracking across her face.
"You need a boyfriend, C-ko..."
"Gross! Why would I want a boyfriend with I got you, A-ko?"
"Uh...er...ah...um..."
"SHHHHH!" A-ko leaned back in her seat. _Could it be? No...she isn't...no way... is she? Sure would explain a whole helluva lot..._ A-ko thought. She did not watch the rest of the movie. In fact, even after the credits rolled and the crowd had left, A-ko was still in shock.

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