Yes yes, next chapter. If I'm lucky, I'll get this one done in one day, too. Well, I'm so glad to know that I have a review one my first day! Well, I'm feeling great, so blah blah blah, I don't own DOA, now let's start!

Two Years: This IS what you asked for, right?

AC/DC

Stiff Upper Lip

Stiff Upper Lip

After 3 whole nights of gambling, making money, grossing out people, and partying, the whole crew is tired. That isn't going to stop them from signing up, though. Zack, who was driving and telling them about sign up at the same time, looked into the rear view mirror.

Zack cleared his throat and began "Yo, listen up. When you come in with me, don't look like a bitch. You'll be underestimated as soon as you step in dat place. Just keep ya wits about ya, 'aight?"

Ramsie grinned maliciously, as he said through his gritted teeth "I'm the hardest SOB around, and believe me, I'ma whoop some ass."

As Zack turned into the place for signup, the boys were in the back, all revved up and ready to go. They couldn't wait to beat some ass. But then again, ain't most boys? As they all walked in, they gave their hardest looks, not wanting to be doubted before they even threw a single punch. Cassius caught a glimpse of Hayabusa signing up, who felt his red hot eyes staring at him. They both gave each other the death glare, before all the boys got in line.

Valencho noted on the… 'scenery' "Heh, 'eh guys. The chicks here are mad hot. Like super models or somethin'. We should definitely go spit game."

Ramsie nodded, and laughed "Yo, I'm with ya on that one. But first, let's sign up. Don't wanna get left out."

The whole gang went up, and began to fill out the clip board, Zack going first of course. The youths seemed to scoff every time they got to the section labeled 'insurance company'. Of course Gigs went first out of them, but Ramsie and Cassius made sure they were next, because right when they were done, they went to see the competitors. Especially the ladies.

Guns 'n Roses

Welcome To The Jungle

Before they could get to all the hot girls, they had to get past the seemingly endless wave of scowling guys. I mean, seriously, they had looks on their faces as if they were having a prank played on them that hurt them. As they were going, Ramsie who was staring at Ayane, thinking to himself 'What the? Well, it's not like I ain't seen purple hair in NY or nothin'.' bumped into Jann Lee's chest, falling onto his bottom. He stunk up his hand, looking for assistance, but all he got was a dangerous stare…

"Watch where you are going, fool. Lest you hurt yourself." spat a quite irritable Jann Lee.

Ramsie jumped up, and looked up at Jann "Look here, Qua Pei, or whoever the hell you are, but, I don't appreciate the royal treatment 'round here."

"Then leave, squirt." And he had an arrogant air around him as he walked on.

He growled at the arrogance he detected, and yelled "I hope I get you first, bastard!"

The Beatles

I Saw Her Standing There

(I'm guessing right now.) Revolver

He began to walk away, when somebody else began to walk beside him, as his shoulder-length mane covered the confides of his face. He really didn't care who it was. He really didn't want to be bothered now. He was going to tell them to buzz off, as nicely as he could.

"Look, uhhhh, my day ain't goin' the best, so could you please politely buzz off?" he asked, a little sharper than he really wanted to.

He heard a feminine sigh of disappointment, then he had decided to quickly change his mind. I mean, yea, all girls have that effect on you. Unless they sound like men or something…

"All I wanted to do was apologize about that for him. He's pretty cold like that, most of the time…"

Ramsie asked softly as he looked over, and his face was lit up just by her beauty "And what's your name?"

"I'm Lei Fang. Are you alright? He seemed to had gotten to you already." mulled Lei Fang, quietly.

He really wanted to tell her how beautiful he thought she was, and just how much he liked her voice. Let's just say he couldn't though, because he never did have much experience with girls, anyway. Besides, he felt that he had no chance, anyway.

"Yea, I'm fine… what is his problem… who is that guy?" wondered a curious Ramsie.

She yawned a little, and began to tell him "His name is Jann Lee, and he's always like that. I don't know why, but he's just naturally grumpy. He really wants to beat me this year…"

Ramsie, upon hearing this, immediately snapped "Well he's definitely not a gentleman!"

From what Jann had seen, he could already see that Ramsie was an annoying thorn in his side. He really wasn't too worried about Ramsie fighting wise, but in another way. He couldn't wait to beat the tar out of him, either. Jann seemed quite pleased that he has someone else to try to beat the living crap out of this year.

Valencho and Jhon Quei were now off cruising with Cassius, as Gigs, being the street fighting chief of their little crew, was quite focused on fighting, and not flirting. He found himself a good corner, and began sizing up each individual that he saw, logging it into his brain, and trying to remember the specs. As he did, Helena sat down beside him, and he really didn't notice, until he tried to call for Zack, who passed, and got her in his field of vision. He had turned away, but definitely had to take a double take. Then he tried to make conversation, still staring at how radiant she looked in the sunlight.

"Hello… I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are in the sunlight." He said clearly. Then he noticed he was speaking his thoughts.

Helena chuckled a little, as she responded "Well thank you. You're quite handsome yourself."

A little bit of odd silence crept through, as she swept her hand through her long blonde hair. That made it even longer, 'cause Gigs really couldn't say much, now. Seriously. Then finally, his brain started working once more.

"So, um, um… What's your name? Mine is Gigs. Well… Gigred." He blushed because of the ridiculous name he just had to give, and fright of how she' respond.

She giggled a little, and then commented "Gigred. Yea, I think you should stick to Gigs. Sounds better. My name is Helena. You're quite a funny character, Gigs. Where are you from?"

He said coolly "Me? I'm from New York. You have a very lovely voice. I'm pickin' up French…"

She chuckled at his accuracy "Wow, you do know your accents. I'm an opera singer, that's why my voice is probably so nice to you…"

Zack just had to interrupt. Really, couldn't he just let Gigs have his nice conversation? Well, either way, Zack did interrupt him. In his usually, Zack-ish style.

"Hey, man. Whatcha doin'? Puttin' the moves on Helena, huh? C'mon, we gotta go train. Tournament is in a week, yo."

Gigs Gave a long frustrated sigh, and said sweetly "Well, I'll talk to you later Helena. Don't forget me!" and he rushed off with Zack.

End of Ch. 2

Wow! I did it again! One day! Well, believe me, I like the way this is going, how about you? Well, remember, you can suggest music to me. Please tell me if I have the right album. I think I do, but I need a second opinion. Welp, peace!

Da Fuzz '05