Chapter the Fourth

All was silent, and shock was thick in the air as the two former vocalists locked lips. That is, all was silent until an immense bass beat thundered closer. The group, all except the two still pashing, turned to see, for lack of a better word, a pimp-mobile bouncing down the street.

The car pulled up, and Tyrone got out and came to stand near Ryu and Shu, who still hadn't stopped. "Hey bitches, stop trying to eat each other and pay some fuckin' attention!"

Ryu and Shu finally broke apart, and turned to glare at Ty, Ryu scowled and said "We wouldn't do that in public. We already have enough charges for indecent exposure as it is!" Shuichi, also kinda pissed, nodded in agreement, and moved to kiss Ryu again, when Tyrone pushed them apart.

"No fucking way! There's plenty of time for that later, I've got business to discuss." The three suddenly became serious. "Okay, firstly because the race was interrupted by something outside of our control, the race is gonna be moved to another time. I'll call you about that and any others that come up. See ya later, I've got work to do."

Suddenly a whining, girlish voice was heard, and no it's still not Ayaka because we hate her and she isn't in our stories. Taki was whining again. "This is bullshit! I say we, as in me, you, and your little boyfriend, race with higher stakes."

Shu and Ryu turned to him, rolling their eyes. "Are you that desperate to lose, or do you think you can win and make me cry, or something?"

Taki smirked evilly. "How about if I win, you both become my fuck toys." The group was horrified, especially Yuki, who for some reason Ryu and Shu hadn't noticed, but Shu laughed, and Ryu closed his eyes as if praying for patience.

Ryu then stepped up into Taki's face. "Listen you perverted bastard, the only way that either of us would come any where near your unholy body is if you killed us first. And since you're such a perv, you probably wouldn't care if that meant doing our corpses. But since you fucked-up this race, and you're one of the worst racers I've ever had the misfortune to meet, you're on. But," he continued, with a twisted grin. "If we win, then at whatever race comes after it, you have to dance for the crowd… naked."

Shu was laughing his ass off by this time, and even the always calm Tohma was laughing like mad. Taki had gone a very unflattering, beetroot red, and was grinding his teeth. "Fine." He forced out through clenched teeth. "But it'll never happen, because I am going to beat the shit out of you."

And with that, he turned, and flounced back to his POS like the tart he was, but couldn't start it, and had to sprint for the bus, passing Jack who was fucking off in the other direction.

There was a pause before "Where the fuck have you been you damn brat!" Shu and Ryu turned to the group to see Yuki glaring at them. Ryu grinned, and Shu rolled his eyes.

"Fucking Ryu-chan. Where the fuck have you been?" Shuichi quipped. Everyone was staring at the two former vocalists, except Sakano who had fainted, with their eyes damn near falling out of their heads.

They were suddenly interrupted by Tatsuha. "Really!" he yelled excitedly. "I would have loved to see that… or join in." He was forced to stop his perverted sentence, because due to his perverted mind, and his perverted daydreams, he now had a humungous nosebleed. He was promptly smacked by his enraged brother, who had developed a twitch in his left eye sometime during the conversation.

Yuki slowly, ominously, turned to face the two. "Are you telling me," he growled. "That while we've been worried about you, you've been cheating on me with that overgrown kid?" Little Ryu-chan scowled at being called a kid, and started muttering insults and swears, while Shu glared at his former lover.

"Cheated on you?" he said. "I have never in my life cheated on you. If you'll remember, I dumped your ass, because you were a mean bastard, and I deserved better."

Yuki, now looking thoroughly offended, scowled. "And I suppose you think that moron is better than me, do you?"

Shuichi moved to stand in front of the cranky blonde, eyes cold. "Yeah, that's exactly right." Everyone, except Ryu was staring at him in disbelief. "He's a lot better than you because he's gentle, loving, doesn't insult me on a daily basis," here he paused. "Well, okay, he does, but only in fun. And he's also a hell of a lot better in bed than you."

Ryu felt the need to yell "Damn right I am!"

Shuichi grinned, amused as always, as the hyper guy bounced around like a nutter. "You make it sound like you're a fucking married couple." Grumbled Hiro. Ryu shook his head.

"Nah, it's mostly to relieve tension… or when we're just too fucking horny." He explained. Fujisaki, now slightly pissed off, said "That doesn't explain where you've been, or what you've been doing these past six months."

The two usually hyper guys became very serious after that statement. "I suppose it doesn't," sighed Shu. "Well, I guess we'd better explain. We may as well do it here." He said, motioning to the NG building.

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They were all sat in a conference room in the home of NG Records, waiting for Shuichi and Ryuichi to explain.

"Well," Shu sighed. "I suppose I'll explain, since it was because of me that we left. After Yuki and I had our little argument," here Yuki actually looked a little guilty, but as Shu was looking down at his hands, he didn't see. "I was storming down some random street, when I literally smacked head-first into Ryu-chan, and sent us both to the floor. We went into an ice-cream place, and I told him what had happened. He was really angry, and said that he'd leave with me. He was amazed when I told him I didn't even know where I was going to go."

Here he paused and rolled his eyes. "I really was a moron. Anyway, we rented an apartment in the backstreets from a guy called Jack. He's the one who got us into what we do now."

"And what do you do now?" asked a still annoyed Yuki.

Shu and Ryu smirked at each other, before both answering "Street racing." Here Ryuichi paused for a second. "Well, we also own a chop shop called 'Sparkly Imports' that's doing really well."

Suddenly, Ryu's cell phone rang. As he was reaching into his pocket for it, the group noticed his ringtone was 'Malchik Gay', they blinked stupidly for a second before pinning it on his insanity.

"Hello, Sparkly Imports, how the fuck can I help you?" Shu grinned, Hiro laughed, Yuki's mouth twitched, and Tatsuha was on the floor. Ryu was silent for a moment, obviously listening to whoever was on the other end of the line. "Hold on a second, I'll see." Ryu covered the mouthpiece with his hand, and turned to Shuichi.

"Can we get together $20,000 in an hour?" He said very calmly, as if he was talking about a small amount of money. Shu thought for a second, before nodding.

Ryu talked into his phone. "Yeah, that's no problem. We'll see you there."

He put away his phone, and turned to Shuichi. "Another race, against Kasper and Dexter, this time."

Shuichi wasn't paying attention. He'd just noticed the shy glances that Fujisaki and Sakano were sending each other. He smirked evilly, and decided to make a comment, because since he left, he became a bit of a bastard.

"So Fujisaki, when are you and Sakano gonna get it on and stop torturing yourselves?" Tohma's eyes flew to the now blushing pair, who were avoiding each others eyes.

"Mr. Sakano, do you have designs on my cousin?" He asked, creepy closed-eyed smile firmly in place. Sakano stuttered for a second, before Ryu rolled his eyes.

"We don't have time for this. Do you all want to see what we have been doing for the last six months?" Ryu asked, raising an eyebrow.

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Two cars shot down the street, swerving to avoid cars, pedestrians, and random inanimate objects, the drivers perfectly at ease, and the passengers scared for their lives. Shu was driving Yuki, Hiro, Fujisaki, and Tohma to the race, while Ryu was driving Tatsuha, Sakano, and K. Noriko and Mika decided they would pass, and there wasn't enough room for them both anyway.

Their passengers were all clutching the edges of their seats, with white knuckles. Shu smirked. "Fast enough for you, Yuki?" The blonde glared at him, grumbling about idiots, and their girly boyfriends. "I've already told you, Ryu-chan isn't my boyfriend. We just need to relieve tension sometimes." Yuki just growled.

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The group were standing on the sidelines, watching the two get ready to race. Ryu-chan reached into his car, and a song began.

Smotrish nezhno,

Zhdyosh ego vniman'ya.

Chuvstva te zhe,

No, ne ponimayu

Skol'ko mozhno

Zhit', lyubya, ukradkoi.

Ochen' slozhno

Skryt' tvoi povadki,

Ochen' trudno

Skryt' moi stradan'ya.

Ochen', ochen', ochen' ochen'

Neprilichnoe zhelan'e.

The two guys started to sing along with the strange song, bouncing around as they did.

Mal'chik Gey, Mal'chik Gey

Bud' so mnoi ponaglei.

Ot styda ne krasnei,

Mal'chik Gey, Mal'chik Gey

Polozhi na druzei,

Mal'chik Gey, Mal'chik Gey.

Ot menya ,

Mal'chik Gey Gey'

K, who obviously must have been able to speak Russian, was wide-eyed. The others asked him what was wrong. He translated the song for them.

Malchik gay, Malchik Gay

I can be all you need

Won't you please stay with me?

Malchik gay, Malchik Gay

Apologies, might-have-beens

Malchik gay, Malchik Gay

Can't erase what I feel

Malchik Gay, Gay, Malchik Gay

The two finished their insane dance. It was time to race once again.