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Chapter 1: A new town, a new beginning.

In the newly built South Town 2, things are going well. The economy is starting to recover, tourists are slowly ambling back to the once beautiful city and the citizens are once more setting their own pace of life. What is more important is that the clubs and bars all over town are opening their ever-welcoming doors to the hungry creatures of the night. Bob Wilson opened his new Bongo Bong restaurant/life performance club with "special smoke room", Duck King opened the Electric Nipple rave club, and King reopened her beloved La Illusion bar.

It is late afternoon, and inside the La Illusion sits Terry (Garou), Rock (Garou) and Mai, all of them drinking beer. Behind the bar stands King, cleaning and inspecting her beloved wine glasses. Lying on the bar is Benimaru. Obviously passed out. Other than them there isn't anybody else inside. King looks at Benimaru, heaves a sigh and shakes her head.

"I hope he wakes up soon. He will scare the other potential customers away if they see him like this."

Terry takes a good sip of his beer, "What happened to him? Did Kyo reject him again?" Terry asked.

"Oooooh! That wasn't a pretty sight! I can still remember that time, Beni-kun moped around for weeks after that." Mai said.

King replaced the glass she was cleaning and took another down from a rack. "No, nothing of the sort. After Kyo, Benni sought love elsewhere, and fell for Ash. They went out for a couple of months, and by the looks of it, Ash dumped him"

In front of Benimaru stood seven empty cocktail glasses. A half empty Appletini was still clutched in his one hand. Suddenly the still form of Benimaru gave a couple of jerks. "SOB Ash! Why Ash!? Why? I... I... sob I..." and he slumped forward.

Rock looked disdainfully upon the broken figure of Benimaru, and as he took a sip of his beer he said "Fag."

"As long as he pays the sixty dollars for the drinks, I'm not complaining."

The door opened and a tall man entered. He stood roughly 6'3" and weighed 230 pounds. He had broad shoulders, long, brown hair tied back into a pony, easy going blue eyes, and wears a buttoned Pringle shirt with jeans and boots. He nodded at the bar patrons. Everybody looked at him for a second, and nodded back.

King looked up with a smile on her face, "Welcome back! Can I get you your usual?"

"That'll be nice, thanks." He takes a place at his usual booth.

"You know, I always see him come in here, but who is he?" asked Mai.

King quickly fills a glass with a double scotch, ice and Sprite, "Oh come now! You know who he is. You know, he is that guy. You...." King looks thoughtful for a moment, "Well, now that I think about it, I really don't know who he is."

"Yeeeah, I know what you mean, he's always here, but who is he?" asked Rock

As everybody turned to look at the guy, the door burst open, a man running in. He was a tall lanky fellow, looked about middle twenties. He has tall blonde hair (Fashioned in Beni's hairstyle), an oddly fashioned red coat, and cool boots. In his one hand he is wielding the largest revolver the patrons had ever seen. He quickly scans the room, sees Benimaru, and the men's toilets.

"Heya! Can I get a beer? I'm kinda in a hurry so could you make it quick?", and with that he slung Benimaru over his shoulder and bolts for the men's. Terry, Rock and Mai were dumbstruck. King calmly poured a beer into a glass.

Terry looked from King to the men's, "What, has just happened?"

Mai gets a glossy look over her eyes, "He is kinda cute, but not as cute as my Andy!" She grabbed and cuddled Rock to her voluptuous breasts, "Nobody is as cute as my Andy!"

"Mmmmf! Help! Mmmmf! Can't breathe!"

"Um, Mai, you are suffocating Rock, again."

Mai snapped out of her cuddle rampage, "Aah! You perverted little monster!", she pulls out her fan and slaps Rock through the face. Rock's head turns almost a full 180 degrees.

"Fuck! Owww."

Terry chuckled, "That was a bit unfair of you Mai, but it sure was funny."

The lanky fellow walks out of the men's, now dressed in Benimaru's clothes, and Benimaru in his. Benimaru's tight black top reveals that the man has a robotic left arm, and various other scars on his body. He places Benimaru back on his chair.

He studied himself, looking at the black boots, then up at the tight white pants, then at the super tight gay black top.

"I look so gay right now."

Everybody at the bar nodded in agreement.

Once again the door burst open and five gun-wielding thugs stormed in, their boss obviously the short guy with the biggest gun.

The boss piped up, "We are looking for Vash the Stampede! Also known as the sixty billion double-dollar man! Hand him over, and no one will get hurt!"

Mai leaned seductively over to the short man, revealing as much cleavage as possible. She suggestively ran a finger up and down the barrel of his big gun, "Why the big gun shorty, is it to make up for, something smaller?"

Everybody at the bar burst out laughing, the guy at the booth choked on his scotch, and the lanky guy couldn't help but snigger.

The boss' face bloated up like that of a bullfrog, "You dare mock me you vile whore!" he squeaked, "No one makes a fool of Big Willy!"

Hearing his name, the whole bar erupted in laughter. Terry must cling to the bar to stay on top of his stool. The guy in the booth sprays scotch all over the place.

One of the henchmen looked at the still figure of Benimaru, "Hey boss, aint that the Vash dude over there?"

Big Willy looked at Benimaru, his face slowly deflating, "Tall blonde hair, a red coat, rather lanky, and worth sixty billion double-dollars!"

"Don't know if he is worth sixty billion whatever, but he owes me sixty dollars for all the drinks", remarks King.

Rock turned to Big Willy, "That isn't Vash, that's Benmmmm...", the lanky guy, presumably Vash, had his hand over Rock's mouth.

Vash laughed nervously, "Hahahahahaha! Don't listen to him, he had too much to drink."

"He is Vash! And I say so! Tie him up boys, we're going back to Jupiter City to get ourselves sixty billion double-dollars!"

The thugs all cheered happily, then hogtied Benimaru and rushed out of the bar.

King handed Vash his beer, "Okay, Vash, that will be sixty-one dollars you owe me."

Vash downs the beer, "Aaaaaaah! That was a lifesaver! Thank you for your help.", he pulled out his wallet and pulled out a picture of Ash Crimson.

"What the!? Oh no! NOOOO! My wallet!", screamed Vash.

"Well, you could always pay with your revolver."

"No! This is my revolver, anything but my revolver!"

"Good old hard work will pay off anything."

"Sorry, don't work for men younger than me."

King's face darkens, "I am a woman, thank you very much."

Vash leaned in and looks closely at King, "Oh my word! I am so sorry! Say, you're kinda pretty. Very well! I'll work off my debt!"

"Good. You start right away, get changed, then find out if anybody wants something else to drink", and King handed him a waiter suit, which appeared out of nowhere.

As Vash was rushing to the men's, he shouted over his shoulder, "Yes Ma'am!"

Terry finished his beer and put the glass down on the counter, "Wow, you already got help. I wonder how long this guy is gonna last. King, another round please."

Well, hope you liked the intro, I will try to write as much as possible and post new chapters as soon as I have finished writing them. Well, I still have to see what will happen in chapter two, but ideas are making their way into my head as we speak