Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of Jet Set Radio Future.

A/N: MADE SOME CHANGES. IF YOU ALREADY READ THIS CHAPTER, I SUGGEST YOU READ THE LAST PART AGAIN. YOU DON'T REALLY HAVE TO READ THE WHOLE THING AGAIN.

Chapter One: You've got mail

"Hey Yoyo! Go get the mail!" DJ Professor K said over the GG radio.

Everybody is busy doing his or her everyday routine.

"What? I got it yesterday!" Yoyo rebutted and continued, "It's Beat's turn to get the mail!"

"Whoa! Hold it! I'm not getting the mail! It's my turn to relax today. Corn, you get it!" Beat said while making himself comfortable in the couch.

"No way! I'm not getting the mail." Corn started.

"And you're motive is?" Beat asked.

"The pizza delivery person is coming any minute and I know you guys won't pay for it," he said.

"Well, duh? You always get the most slices!" Yoyo laughed. "Well then, Combo should get it!"

"Nah-uh, they're having a hip-hop marathon in Hip-Hop FM and I ain't missing that for the world!" Combo said and sat down beside his boom box. "Clutch, you go get the mail."

"No – way! – Can't – you – see – I'm – skating – extra – laps! Get – it – yourself!" Clutch said while skating around the garage.

"Ok... Garam, go get the mail." Yoyo said.

"I'd love to, but I can't. I have to clean my cool bug glasses. They need their daily maintenance you know." Garam said while sitting in the couch and started cleaning his glasses.

"I'll go get it! You guys are such lazy bums! It will take you the whole day deciding who will do a simple task like getting the mail." Gum said.

"So what do we have?" DJ Professor K asked Gum.

"Let's see: junk mail, junk mail, junk mail, junk mail, what is this? Pizza Daily –"

"Whoops, sorry that's mine!" Corn said while snatching the magazine off Gum's hand.

"You are so weird. Anyways continuing: junk mail, junk mail, junk mail, ju – what's this? It says Urgent?" Gum handed the envelope to Corn.

"Urgent with a death skull on it." Corn said.

"That means it has a Deadly content. Maybe there's a bomb inside it, or maybe this letter will self-destruct in exactly 2 minutes," Rhyth said suspiciously and popping out of nowhere.

"You scare me." Corn said while looking at Rhyth and a slight pause. "Anyways, let's open it!"

Everybody gathered around Corn as he opens the envelope slowly, little by little, bit by bit.

"Aaahh! There's a bomb!" Rhyth shouted in her loudest tone.

Everybody screamed after her.

"Where? Where is it?" Corn said nervously and sounds scared.

"I'm just kidding with you! Gosh, you guys should've seen you're faces. You look like you've seen a ghost or something – Ouch!" Corn slapped Rhyth with the envelope.

"Jeez! We almost died! Anyway, lets just read it," Corn said.

Everyone gathered near the GG radio so DJ Professor K can hear it too. Corn grabbed the parchment, unfolded it and read it out loud. It says:

Hayashi Corporation©
4514 Chuo Street
Tokyo, Japan Y0U D13
323-5207 or 323-6989

To: Occupant of this Garage,

This letter is sent to inform you that this garage is no longer in your possession. This garage was sold to Hayashi Corporation© for ¥ 500 Million as of Tuesday, June 15, 2004 and the deed (a copy is attached) is signed by both Hayashi Corporation© and the owner of this garage. An immediate evacuation is asked.

Thank you and have a wonderful day.

"Wow, this letter is well made. I should give credit to whoever made it." Beat clapped his hand and pretended to wipe a tear.

"Oh no! We're getting kicked out in our own garage." Gum said sadly.

"Wait, it says a deed is attached, and it says it was signed by the owner of this garage. Who signed it?" Cube said curiously and asked.

Nobody confessed.

"The only way to find out who signed it is to look at the copy of the deed." Corn suggested.

Corn grabbed the copy of the deed and looked at the signatures. He saw DJ Professor K's signature in the Garage owner.

"DJ Professor K! How could you?" Gum shouted.

"DJ Professor K! Why? Why? Why?" Boogie cried.

"That's not cool man, that's not cool." Combo shook his head.

"Hey, Hey! I was drunk and they said to sign this dating magazine subscription." DJ Professor K demanded.

"Professor! Shame on you! You sign up on dating magazines. That's almost like Playboy! Have shame! You're like 50 yrs. old." Rhyth said and started slapping the GG radio.

"HEY! I'm 35! You're exaggerating too much!" DJ Professor K blushed.

"What are we going to do? We're going to get kicked out because you signed the deed." Jazz asked.

"Well, we'll keep thinking of a plan and worry about that some other time," DJ Professor K answered.

"What if there's no 'other time'?" Clutch asked.

"Then we'll all be damned in hell" DJ Professor K answered. The rest of the GGs glared at the GG radio. Since DJ professor K can't see, he just shrugged and went to sleep.

Points to Remember:

I don't own Jet Set Radio.

I just made up Hayashi Corporation©.

No radios are harmed in the making of this chapter.

Don't forget to review! I really want to know what you think. I don't care if it's bad or good.

Next Chapter: The Big Complaint Part One (...soon to come...)