Chapter 5

Mwahahaha. I'm finally done with chapter 5. I sill haven't decided much about Misugi's past, so any suggestions are welcome. Wahoo! NO MORE SCHOOL! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! So here's Chapter 5.

            Naota looked out the hotel window. Rain was pittering and pattering against the window pane.

            "Some vacation this is." He thought to himself, looking at the dreary sky.

            Kamon had already gone out for the day, hoping to get an early start on the club scene.

            Misugi was quiet for a change, entranced by some made-for-TV movie.

            Naota walked over to the bed and flopped down on it.

             After about five failed attempts to sleep, Naota glanced over at the blue and white Rickenbaker bass lying beside the rest of the luggage.

            Without thinking, Naota grabbed the instrument and began plucking the strings He didn't know any songs, but the deep, dull noise seemed to go perfectly with the rain.

            Naota's thoughts began to wander. About Haruko. Naota had already decided that the alien was strange, but who was she exactly? Who was Atomsk, the Pirate king? What happened to Mamimi? And what were Haruko's feelings for him?

            "She's never coming back." He tried to reassure himself, thinking that that chapter of his life was gone and never returning.

            "All that weird stuff is over."

            Naota awoke to an earth splitting bang. He glanced at the clock. It was 6:30p.m.

            "It's still daytime, I might as well get up," he thought to himself.

            He walked out into the hallway to investigate the mysterious noise.

            Passed out in the hallway lay Kamon, suffering from a few too many alcoholic beverages. Beside him was a broken vase.

            He noticed a note hanging from the door.

            Naota, I went out. Don't know when I'll be back, so don't bother looking for me.

Misugi

P.S. I took Haurko's bass.

Luv ya.

            Naota sighed and walked inside, leaving an intoxicated Kamon in the hallway.

            "Why can't adults ever grow up."

"You are now entering Tokyo"

"Yesssssss…this is going to be fun."

"I can't wait to see widdle Takkun"

Haruko crackled and sped off.

Haruko's stomach was rumbling.

"Hmm…spicy curry bread"

"How about that kitty?"

"Meow"

Haruko hopped off the moped, grabbing the kitty by the ear.

The bakery was run-down with the words "the end is near" and various other graffiti on the walls. Stray weeds grew in the cracks of the sidewalks, and there was a strong smell of garbage.

Haruko burst in the door, goggles, helmet and scarf still on.

I wide smile crossed her lips as she sauntered over to the counter.

"I want that" she said pointing to the day old bread.

She scratched her chin.

"No, I think I'll take the super spicy curry bread" she announced to the cashier.

"OOOO yeah! Haru Haru Haruko's living large. Buying the fresh-baked bread. Go Haru/It's your birthday/We gonna party like it's your birthday…."

"Ma'am, you gonna purchase the merchandise? Or are you just gonna stand there with you're head in your ass?"

"By orders of the Galaxy Space Police Brotherhood, you are now under arrest!"

The lady stood there, a blank look on her face.

Haruko decided to make a run for it. Grabbing the bread, she ran out the door, hopped on her moped and sped away.

 "Meow"

"What are you lookin' at?"

"Hey lady, you stole my bread….Come back here…."

Well, that's all for today. I think the story's finally beginning to get interesting. Or not….oh well. Please Review! Thanks, P!P