Chapter 6-WK

Just so you all know from the last chapter, Kay and Weiss met and at the moment are just entering a bar. Oh and point of view will switch but if you know the characters you shouldn't be confused.

They walked in and Aya immediately looked around. It seemed to be a pretty decent place. There was a clean bar at the back and there was a welcoming feel to it. Ken and Omi looked around and immediately relaxed. Yohji was staring at the girl who was walking toward Kay who was greeting her.

"Kay, hey there, long time no see. What have you been doin, you never come to see us anymore, it's kinda quiet without you starting fights all the time." The anonymous girl said.

"Hey now, I didn't start that fight. That guy had it comin; there are just some things that you don't say to a person. And what are you talkin' about startin fights, who was the one who knocked that Oklahoma guy over the head with a pool stick." Kay asked. "Anyway, these here are my friends from Japan. This is Yo-h-ji, ah, maybe you can pronounce it. And Aya there, this is Ken, and the kid is Omi. Everyone, this is Dixie" She said pointing to each of them in turn. "If you don't mind, we're hungry. What's ma cooking this morning?"

"C'mon and sit down an' I'll tell ya." Dixie said leading them to an empty table. "Hey, I'm gonna talk to some people. You boys order anything you want, it's on me. I'll be there in a minute." Kay said and walked toward some old men in overalls and gray hair sitting at the bar.

"Follow me please; you can have this table here." She said and led them to a table by a window. Omi and Ken sat on one side and Yohji and Aya on the other. "Here," she said handing them a couple of menus. "What do you boys want to drink?" She asked kindly.

"Tea please," said Aya. Dixie nodded her head. "Sweet or no?" "Unsweetened"

"Can I please just have coffee?" Yohji asked. "Of course, want anything in it or just black? It's kinda strong to people who have never had it before." "Just black coffee," Yohji said looking at her with a smile. "And you two?" she asked Omi and Ken. "Orange juice," Omi said, "Same here," said Ken. Dixie nodded and went back to get them their drinks. Loud laughter was heard across the room and they saw Kay walking back to them. She sat down at the last chair left.

"Hey guys, sorry about that. I just wanted to do some quick catchin up. Haven't seen them guys in a while." Kay said sitting down with a yawn that made her jaws pop.

"You really are tired. Want one of us to drive for a while. If it's a straight shot we won't get lost and it'll give you a while to sleep. Between the four of us we can figure it out." Yohji said.

"Alright that sounds good. I'll show you how to switch gas tanks when the time comes. I have two on that truck."

"How do you have two gas tanks on a car?" Ken asked.

"It's a truck and it has more than enough room. I like to work on cars every chance I get and that truck is one of my older projects. I moved the engine around so that the drive train could fit between the two tanks." Kay said.

Everyone just blinked at her. Once. Twice.

"What?" Kay asked. At that time Dixie walked up with their drinks. "Here, you wanted tea, coffee; you did want coffee right Kay, and two O.J.'s. Now, what do you want to eat?"

"Can I have some fried squash? Don't tell me that it ain't breakfast cause' I don't know when I'm gonna come back down here." Kay said. "It's better than what some people ask for. And you, sir?" she asked Aya.

"Toast and eggs, please," He said. Kay nodded and looked at Yohji. "Some bacon and eggs," Kay nodded and looked at the Omi and Ken. "Just some sausage please, it's the only thing that I really recognize." That was Omi, Ken asked for toast and bacon.

Dixie nodded and said she would be right back. Just then a man that looked to be about fifty-fiveish walked up with what looked like a milk jug full of water. "B'out time yeh got down here. Here, gallon, jes wha ya asked fer." Said the so far unidentified man. "Thanks Mr. Reeds. Here," she said pulling out a twenty, "for your trouble." Mr. Reeds pocketed the cash and handed her the gallon jug. "These the boys?" he asked looking at them one at a time. Omi looked nervously around, Ken found his orange juice fascinating at the moment, Yohji looked back at him and Aya glared. Mr. Reeds bent down and whispered something in Kay's ear that mad her burst out laughing and walk towards the bar. Mr. Reeds watched her go and took over her chair.

"Boys, I know ya r' gonna be livin' over at her place now an I'll tell ya; ya cause tha' grl any prob'ems an the boys an I'll runna outta town. But, I don't think that y' r' the kind o' boys thatta do that so I'm gonna tell ya this. Please look after her. She's been livin all her own for about five years and almost every time I see her she's beat up some way or another. She's like a daugh'er ta me; I helped to raise her when her parents was murdered. Jes promise me yer gonna look after her." he said looking at all of the boys in the eye. Aya met his gaze and said, "Don't worry, we'll look after her," a small chorus of agreement followed. Mr. Reeds nodded and walked off.

Kay walked past Mr. Reeds and reclaimed her seat. She was still giggling. "What did he say to you?" Omi asked. "I'm not gonna tell ya. It's between me and him." Kay said. Dixie came back with their food. "Yay, thanks a lot, I'm starvin'." Kay said as she came over. Dixie put some fried circle things in front of Kay, some eggs and toast in front of Aya, gave Yohji his bacon and eggs, Omi his sausage and Ken his bacon and toast.

"Gimme a holla if any of yeh need anythin'. Oh, and Kay, the boys are here." Dixie said looking at the door. Kay groaned. "Just please make sure that they keep their distance. I'm too tired for any trouble from them." Dixie nodded and looked over at the pool sticks, smirking. "Don't go near them if you can help it. Those boys are walking trouble. They are just coming down for a few months, their stayin' at Mr. Boyours house. Their his nephews from California, they don't have a lick of sense between the two of them and their heads are bigger than pumpkins." They all nodded and started to dig into their food. Omi asked Kay, "Hey, can I please try one of your fried squash?"

"Yeah, sure, here ya go." She handed Omi a piece, "and Yohji, how's your coffee?" Yohji had just taken his first sip and was chocking. "It's strong," was all that he said. Everyone laughed and even Aya smirked. They finished their meal around ten o' clock and everyone looked happy. "Don't forget, we still got a two hour drive ahead of us." Kay reminded everyone. "Do you ever come down so far often?" Ken asked. "No, there is only one occasion that I willingly come down and that is Mardi gras." "What's Mardi Bras?" Omi asked, Yohji looked interested at the mention of bras. Kay, who was drinking her coffee, chocked into her cup. She just sat there giggling for a minute and looked at Omi, she was close to tears. "I'm sorry Omi, I shouldn't laugh at you, your English isn't all that good but it isn't Mardi Bras its Mardi gras and it's just one big party that lasts a few days in the end of February. It's my favorite holiday." She said, still giggling. "But you will see a few bras and what's under them." Yohji decided to speak up, "I want to go. I want to go." Somehow he said it with a more or less Scottish accent. Everyone looked at him.

"What do we have here? A couple of out of towners I see," said a boy with silver hair walking up. He had on urban clothes as did his three partners standing just behind him. "Go away Mitchie," Kay said without looking at them, "these are my friends and if you don't leave now I'll break your nose." Mitchie just looked down at her, sneering. "Shut the 4#$ up you damn slut. We didn't ask a stray her opinion." Ken stood up violently, shoving the table back some and snarled. "Why don't you go back to the rat hole that you came from. You're not wanted here." Omi and Yohji stood up to back Ken up but Aya was watching Kay's eyes. "What are you going to do about it if we don't leave," said one of the boys from the back. "You're too cowardly to come and face us, just leave us be. I would prefer a fight, actually, we've been on a plane for too long and I've been getting restless." Yohji replied. Kay was still sitting there, content to see how this would all play out; Aya was still keeping his eye on her. Something had changed for a second and he had hoped to see it again.

"If you boys are gonna fight then take it outside," said Mr. Reeds coming up to stand beside Ken. "Let's do that," said Omi, and they all walked out. Kay, Aya, and most of the restaurant came out to watch the show. The people there circled around the two groups, Mitchie and his three cronies on one side and Omi, Ken, Yohji, and Kay, who had joined them to make it a fair number, on the other. "Hope you boys are decent fighters, I want a challenge," said Omi who had positioned himself in front of the tallest man there. Around them they could hear bets being made. Yelling Mitchie and his group rushed the four in front of them in a tangled manner. Yohji, Ken, Omi, and Kay smoothly moved into the group and swiftly knocked them all out. Cheers rose from the crowd and money was exchanged. A sound of sirens came yelling nearby and Kay yelled to Dixie, "put the food on my tab and I'll pay you back next time I see you. C'mon boys, Yohji, you drive." They all jumped into her truck and sped off, Yohji in the driver's seat, Kay next to him and the other three in the back. Some police cars tried to block them but Kay just told Yohji to bust right through them and get goin. Laughing, they made the last trek to their home.

Yea, I kinda got bored with this chapter and thusly got a little lazy with it so it sucks. Anyway, the next chapter is new so it won't be as bad. See ya then.