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Author's Note(s): Umm... Manga scene this chappie. The manga part is longer than the first one I wrote, hope you like it! Thankies to my reviewers! By the way, I didn't mean to offend anyone in the manga scene... a joke, okay? A joke!

Chapter 5:

Chaos in Heaven

They had found a hotel, The Coast Long Beach Hotel. A beautiful view of the ocean, located 18 miles from Los Angeles, and a friendly staff. What more could a person want? How about hotel amenities which included: a restaurant, a lounge, a fitness facility, an outdoor pool, and complimentary hotel parking for Naota's Vespa. Not to mention it was near Disneyland, Knott's Berry Farm, and Universal Studios. It was right next to the beach, with volleyball and tennis.

Check in at 3:00 PM, and check out time at 12:00 PM. If the outside of the hotel wasn't glorious enough for you, then what would happen when you traveled inside? A normal two person room included: air-conditioning, an alarm clock radio, a balcony, cable TV, a coffee/tea maker, hair dryers, modem/data port connection, telephones, and it was handicap assessable to boot! The charge for one glamorous night? ... 115.95... Who was paying?

Good question.

Haruko had replied, "We'll deal with it later, don't worry about the money Ta-Kun!" They spent all the American cash he had stolen from Tasuku at the gas station on snacks. Do you think they would take some yen instead of dollar bills?

Doubtful...

Haruko being the seductive scam-artist she is, talked a few of the male... and even a couple of the female staff members into letting the bill slide until they checked out. Her charm was amazing... was it possible to be so alluring? Oh well, they would learn her true intentions soon enough. Naota almost felt bad for standing by and watching her little scheme go on.

So, once they had made it upstairs to their shared room, Haruko must have forgotten about her rage when they got to the hotel room, because when she said that he wasn't touching her cherry for a long time, she lied. After Haruko fell asleep wrapped in his arms, Naota was left to ponder on what he had done that upset her so much in the first place.

He didn't get it. What did he do that was so terrible? He had been good... he had trained, he had learned, he had gained experience, and he even got his own Hyper Flight Vespa. Hmm...

Well, thinking back to when she first got her so angry, it was when he was flying his Vespa. Something about that was what had set her off. He was completely clueless to why that would make her so mad. No matter how hard he thought, no answers floated their way to him. Giving up on his musing, he drifted off in to a silent slumber with Haruko sweetly nestled in his loving grasp.

The next morning Naota awoke to an empty bed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, but he could barely open them into tiny slits as they adjusted to the light flowing in from the large windows next to the bed. He rubbed his hands down his face from his forehead to his chin, trying to wake himself up. When he reached his chin, he felt a clump of hair where his smooth skin used to be.

"What the?" he asked himself in a drowsy voice. It was normal for hair to grow on his face, it always did... but this was more than just your average stubble. He got up from the bed, slipped on some shorts and waddled uneasily to the bathroom. He stared into the mirror and found that he had magically grown a full goatee over night. "Did she do this?"

"Who me?" Haruko questioned, appearing in the bathroom doorway so Naota could see her reflection in the mirror.

"What did you do to me?" he quired again, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"Why do you always blame me?" she asked in a whine.

"Because it's always your fault," he answered simply.

"That's an unfair assumption!" she retorted back teasingly. He turned around in her direction.

"I'm shaving it off."

"NO! It's too cute..." she said childishly. She waltzed up to him a sly smirk spreading on her lips. "It makes you look all grown up." She eyed him up and down, from his eyes to his toes and back again.

"I am all grown up."

"I know. It would seem I was wrong when I said you were a virgin..." she admitted. "There's no way a virgin could have held out as long as you did last night." She smiled mischievously at him, as she slid her hands up the front of his bare chest to his neck.

"Would you stop that?" he demanded, turning back around to the sink.

"Stop what?" she asked innocently. She slapped his butt with a smirk in place, and he jumped in reflex. "Ta-Kuuuuunn..."

"You're such a"

"Groper? Pervert?"

"Evil alien..."

"Same thing." She smiled. "I do believe you've called me that before..." she said jokingly in an American southern accent. "Your butt is so tight, I think I have the fever." She pretended to waved herself with a paper fan.

"How would you have gotten a fever in this freezing cold room?" Naota inquired, indicating the air conditioning.

"If you're so cold," she started in her normal voice, walked up to his back, then finished in a soft whisper, "let me warm you up..." She circled her arms around him, and licked his back playfully.

"Haruko..."

"Nani?"

"We're in America now, you can't speak Japanese here," Naota reminded.

"Is there a law against it or something?" she asked back at him.

"How do you expect me to know? You should have asked Tasuku, I think he was forced to memorize the constitution."

"What for?"

"Citizenship," he replied. She gasped.

"He's an American citizen!" she asked in an astonished tone.

"Yeah. It sounds impossible, huh?" She released her grip on his torso, and walked to the exit. He turned around curiously.

"Get dressed. I'll call you downstairs to eat after they're finished making our order," she explained. "And don't you DARE shave it off! We need for your disguise." She then headed out the door, and down to the restaurant.

Disguise?

He felt a tight knot develop in his stomach. What is she planning now?

"Ninamori! Ninamori! Did ya hear?" Gaku demanded, swinging his arms around in the air excitedly. Ninamori just sat there on her front lawn, in her bathing suit, tanning in the sun.

"Hear what?" she asked, not even opening her eyes to look at him.

"Naota!"

"Huh?" She peaked an eye open in semi-interest.

"Naota! Naota! His whole family disappeared!" He rambled on, the words flowing out of his mouth like water. Masashi walked up to the duo, and sat on the grass next to Ninamori.

"Yeah, all of them," he added.

"Naota too! Naota ran off with the kiss-kiss girl, and then the next day his whole family got pulled into this huge black hole thing!"

"Yeah, all these 'zines had pictures and everything," Masashi said, throwing down a slab of magazines.

"Yeah yeah! Naota's ex-wife, the one that he dumped a long time ago, is the one who took the pictures!"

"NaoNaota..." Ninamori breathed, examining a picture of him and Haruko riding on his Vespa.

"Ta!" Haruko yelled as she popped her head in their hotel room door. "Breakfast's ready!" She bolted out the door after informing him, and ran to the restaurant.

Naota got up from his seat in front of the T.V.were he had been waiting for her. He walked slowly out the door and down the hall. He rode the elevator down to the first floor, and stepped out and across the hall to the restaurant, which Haruko had used her seductive powers to reserve...

(Goes manga... Hah! I think I've done something like this before. XD )

"AHH! It's you!" He shouted, pointing at his brother, Tasuku. "And you!" He pointed at Kamon. "And you!" He pointed at Shigekuni, and then he finally directed a incriminating finger at Haruko. "You did this..."

"Duh," she said plainly.

"Why are you yelling?" Kamon asked in a dull voice.

"Hurry up and sit down," his grandpa instructed.

"Nice goatee bro!" Tasuku complimented.

"N-NANI!" Naota screamed.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I thought we weren't supposed to speak Japanese in America," Haruko said, slurping up another spoonful of spicy Ramen.

"W-WHAT!" Naota said again, this time in English.

"That's better..." Haruko said.

"So... what have you and Haruko-Chan been doing?" Kamon inquired at Naota, leaning over the table close to him, with an odd gesture.

"Haruko! What's going on here!" Naota demanded, ignoring his father's question.

"Ahh... I see, you and Haruko-San were trying to get away from old Mabase..." Kamon interjected, which was once again ignored.

"Oh yeah... uhh, I forgot to mention," she thought of a way to word her sentence, leaving a stray noodle hanging outside her mouth. "Last night. After you fell asleep, I uhhsorta pulled 'em out of your head," she explained nonchalantly, then pulled the dangling noodle into her mouth.

"HOT!" Shigekuni blurted out, then he ran around the room frantically, gripping his throat. "Water..." he croaked out, falling on the floor near the ice machine.

"Out of my head!" Naota yelled in question, pointing at his head.

"Yeah, saves money on air-fare."

"And it's a really fun ride!" Tasuku screeched. "It's like riding a roller coaster in the rain forest..."

"There's no way I would've slept through that!" Naota argued.

"I slipped you a few sleeping pills, and WABAM! Out like a light," she said enthusiastically. "It's not like it hurts or anything."

"Oh really? How would you know?" he asked disbelievingly.

"I'll show you!" she said, jumping up and over the table, grabbing his head. "Here I come and get it!" she hollered, then forced her hand his head. "Alright! It's a little different to pull people from someone's head than it is to pull objects..."

"AHH! AHHH! NO! HARUKO!"

"OKEY DOOKEY!" She flipped the lid on Naota's head, and he instantly passed out. No one in the room seemed to be paying attention to her and Naota, they were consumed in their own conversations... with themselves... or they were laying on the floor burning up. She looked down inside his head, blood squirting out the sides. She put her gaze on the operator of Naota's power...

A miniature Leprechaun.

"What do you want this time freaky lady!" the Leprechaun demanded in an deep Irish accent, looking up at Haruko through the hole in the top of Naota's head.

"I need another favor..."

"NO! NO MORE!" he said in a defiant tone.

"Just one? Pleeessseee...?" Haruko attempted her persuasion technique, in a with a pout on her face.

"I learned my lesson already! The first time, you want me to carry your luggage in MY work area, so that I had no room to even MOVE in this thick head of his! Then, you ask me to concentrate this kid's N.O. to pull out these losers! And now, now you want more!"

"...yes..." she replied in a small, hesitant voice.

"And if I say no!" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Haruko smirked.

"THEN" she reached in Naota's head further, and picked the Leprechaun up tightly. "THEN YOU WILL ANSWER TO" she squeezed tighter, a maniac grin taking over her face "ME!"

"OKAY!" he agreed helplessly. "I'll do what ever you want!" She released him, and he bowed to her. "Your order ma'am?" he asked, suddenly changing into a chief outfit.

"Hmm... let's see..." She scratched her chin in thought. "I order Samejima Mamimi!"

"Comin' right up!" He sat back down in his main operating chair, and typed on the huge computer's keyboard. He yanked out a string the computer printer produced, and handed it to Haruko.

"YAHOO!" she howled. She jerked the rope that he handed her, and heaved it until it popped and she feel backward, pulling Mamimi on the rope with her. They both slammed into the ground. "YEAH! WE DID IT!" She pulled her bass out of nowhere and hit Naota over the head with it. The lid on his head flopped back closed, sealed, and he woke up.

"Ow... what happened?" he quired, rubbing his head. Haruko motioned to Mamimi, who was now huddled in a corner of the room babbling on about something...

"Fire... fire... fire... I'll burn it all down!"

"YOU'RE INSANE!" Naota said, falling into his seat at the table. Haruko ran over and hopped on his lap. She kissed his fiercely. He didn't have time to resist, and when she broke the kiss, he had a long beard, a turban, and oddly resembled the American who had moved to the Middle East and joined them instead of the United States' army.

"TRAITOR!" millions of people in the hotel shouted out at the same time, appearing threateningly around them. Haruko quickly registered it, and hastily removed the beard and turban, and kept the goatee in another kiss. When the costume was gone, the group of Americans around them dispersed and sighed with and, "Ohhh..."

"Oops... that was a close one. I forgot we were in America..." Haruko said, responding to Naota's confused stare.

"Fire... fire... fire..." Mamimi rambled on her pyro self taking over.

"Project M meets circumstances P equals the product of an unworthy sex-fiend..." Kamon ended.

"Help..." Naota's grandfather mumbled a plea, drooling on the floor.

"And that why monkeys should not have dildos!" Tasuku said, wrapping up his own speech.

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