(A/N) Alright, whenever I write a story, there's always this deep dark plot hole I try to cover up with an interesting plot, but somehow, someone always finds a way to find it, and those thanks go to the guest who left a review… without actually putting it in the review section until a few days after it was on my gmail. That was weird, but still, i'll explain. The plot hole was that Tadashi needs money, but Fred is filthy rich. The way I see it, he's not. In the movie when they went to the mansion, Fred said it was his parent's house, not his. The way I see it, Fred has no money, and it's actually his parents who are rich, and Fred would rather work for his money… unsuccessfully. Anyways, there's my explanation, and without further ado (I hope that's how that's spelled) here's the next chapter.

Chapter 5: The Setup

Tadashi had expected his friends to bail. He expected there to be no one waiting for him at the port entrance, and that he'd have to rob a bank with Mr.S's men.

Instead, there were Fred and Honey Lemon waiting at the port entrance. One o'clock, just like he had said. They actually wanted to help him.

"You… you guys are actually here," Tadashi said as he parked his moped next to the road.

"We said we would," Fred said like he was confused as to why Tadashi had said such a thing. "We're not gonna leave ya hangin' man."

"So, now that we're here, what do we do?" Honey Lemon asked.

"Well, now we go see Mr.S." Tadashi put his helmet on his handlebars.

"What does the S stand for?" Fred asked.

"I… don't know. Not even sure if it's a part of his real name, but so far, I trust him. "

"You trust a guy who won't tell you his real name?"

"Well, when you say it like that it makes me seem like I don't know what i'm doing."

"Do you have a plan?" Honey Lemon asked.

"More or less," Tadashi said as he began walking through the port with his friends in tow.

When they all arrived at the warehouse on the far side of the port, they were all met with emptiness.

"Uh, Tadashi," Honey Lemon said, "are we allowed to be in here?"

"Well, by Mr.S's standards, we're invited. But if any workers come in here, we're screwed. So… keep it down."

"Okay, so where's Mr.S?" Fred asked, looking around the empty warehouse.

"I don't know," Tadashi said as he shrugged his shoulders. "I've only been here twice, and he was here then-"

Tadashi was interrupted by the sound of someone whispering quite loudly. Everyone looked to the other end of the warehouse to see a man peeking his head through a door and motioning for them to get in the room.

"That would be him." Tadashi began walking to the room and motioned for Honey Lemon and Fred to follow.

They all entered the room, and there was Mr.S sitting in a fold out chair by the small table.

"Alright, now that we-" Mr.S's eyes fell on Honey Lemon and Fred. "Wait. Wait, wait. I see Honey Lemon and Fred. Where are Gogo and Wasabi?"

"They… decided not to come," Tadashi replied.

"Shit," Mr.S swore under his breath, but Tadashi still heard him.

"What? I thought you said you had a team on standby."

"I do, but last night I was thinking that if someone for whatever reason didn't join, they might call the cops."

Shit, Tadashi said subconsciously. He hadn't thought of that. When Gogo and Wasabi had walked away, they seemed more disappointed than angry. But, when you hear a plot to rob a bank unfold right in front of you, why wouldn't you?

"Oh I wouldn't worry about that," a voice said. Tadashi quickly turned to see Gogo and Wasabi standing in the open door.

"Gogo? Wasabi?" Tadashi said. "What are you guys doing here?"

Gogo and Wasabi look at each other for a moment.

"Well," Wasabi said, "we heard what Honey Lemon was saying to you yesterday, about you risking everything for Hiro."

"I still thought you were crazy," Gogo said. "But, when we really thought about it, Honey Lemon was right. You are trying to help your family, and we just walked out on you. We're your friends Tadashi. We'll be with you through thick and thin. Also, I can bet any money that you're gonna need me there to save your ass."

"So… so you're actually going to help me?" Tadashi said, confused. Just the day before, Gogo and Wasabi were ranting about how Tadashi was crazy, and how the Tadashi they knew would never do this. But, here they were, ready to take his side. They truly were friends.

"We're not just gonna leave you high and dry man," Wasabi said.

"Alright, alright," Mr.S said from the back of the room. "Since it looks like our problem has solved itself like some kind of movie miracle, can we move on?"

"And, who are you?" Gogo asked with her arms folded.

Mr.S stood up. "I'm the guy who's employing you. And now that we're all here, let's get rollin'."

"I kind of need a name."

"Mr.S. I'm sure Tadashi here has told you."

"I mean a real name."

"Mr.S is all you need to know for now."

Gogo made a very displeased face, but she didn't further the conversation.

"So you're the guy who's setting us up with this bank robbery?" Wasabi asked.

"Well don't call it that, especially if this place is bugged. 'Bank robbery' kind of makes it sound like we're doing a bad thing. Call it a…very large withdrawal of money." Mr.S said all of this like he was striking a business deal. Well, actually, he kinda was.

Tadashi had a hard time reading Mr.S. He seemed pretty upbeat most of the time, especially for someone preparing to rob a bank, and not for the first time. That's another thing. He talked about this as though it wasn't a crime, but more of a livelihood. He was giving off strange vibes, but Tadashi didn't have enough information to loose faith in him.

"So how are we going to do this 'large withdrawal of money'?" Tadashi said, trying to get down to business.

"Well, we pretty much have everything you need. I got a van, some gear for you to hack to security system, and your friends have the rest of the stuff they need for their roles."

"Roles?" Honey Lemon said.

"Oh, right. To break get through the safety deposit boxes, I was going to use some good old fashion thermite, but the locks on the boxes sure too thick. Wasabi, i've heard that you work with plasma. Would that be strong enough to cut through about ten inches of steel?"

Wasabi looked surprised that he was being asked a question. "Uh, yeah, yeah. Is that my role?"

"Yes. You're gonna be in charge of getting through the boxes and looting the cash. Gogo, you're the getaway driver."

A mischievous smile spread across Gogo's face. "The getaway driver? Yeah that sounds about right."

"Good. Then Fred and Honey Lemon will most likely have to do crowd control-"

"Wait what?" Tadashi asked.

"Crowd control. You know? Controlling the crowd-"

"I know what it means, but can't we just go in at night when no one's there?"

"Ah, see that's where most bank robbers fuck up. They go in at night. You know how people are always wishing they could live in a world where you don't have to lock your doors at night? Well, unfortunately, we don't live in that kind of world. At night, the security system is activated and would be near impossible trying to get in there without the cops immediately being up your asses. No, you're going in during the day, where Tadashi will hack into the cameras, and the only other form of security will be the button behind the front desk that will contact the police. That's where Honey Lemon and Fred will come two will have to make the teller scared enough to the point to where they won't want to push that button because they value their life."

"Awesome!" Fred yelled with everyone telling him to keep it down.

"Well how are we supposed to threaten people?" Honey Lemon asked.

Mr.S answered her question by walking over to the corner of the room, where a large box that Tadashi hadn't noticed sat. He opened up the box, and inside, sat an assortment of weapons. "I was sold more than what I thought I was gonna get. Should be threatening enough."

"We're… gonna use guns?" Fre asked, gazing at the box.

"Look, i'm gonna tell you what I told Tadashi. There's not gonna be a version of this where there aren't a few casualties. Unless you can find some way to fend off the cops without killing them, this is your only option."

"We don't have to kill anyone," Honey Lemon said. "We… we could think of something else."

"Like what?"

Honey Lemon was silent.

"Exactly. There isn't another way. Now, there are ten safe deposit boxes that you're gonna hit," Mr.S pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket that had ten box numbers written on it. "When you get through the first box, an alarm will be triggered that Tadashi can't stop. So, when you get the money, you need to run like hell out of their, get in the van, and Gogo's gonna lose the cops."

"We're going to be outrunning police cruisers in a van?" Gogo asked skeptically.

"Oh, i'm sorry. All the sports cars were taken," Mr.S said sarcastically. "The van was all I could get that could hold all of you."

"Alright, so then where do I go once we've lost 'em?"

"You're gonna be parking the van twelve blocks away from the port under the highway. In the back is two gallons of gasoline and some matches, which you will use to destroy the van, leaving no trace of evidence."

"What then?" Tadashi asked.

"Jeez, you people act like i'm not gonna tell you anything. After destroying the van, you all take separate routes back here with the backpacks you're gonna be carrying the money in. They're gonna be looking for five individuals, so don't come back here in a group."

"It's just as simple as that?" Wasabi asked.

"It's just as simple as that. Well, there's still one more thing we need."

"That would be…?" Tadashi asked.

"Jackets."

"Jackets?"

"Jackets."

"Okay, and that's of any importance because, why?"

"Because these aren't just any jackets. They belong to the Backstreet Kinjus. They're a gang in the lower part of town. If you go into that repository wearing their logo, the cops will be more focused on them. They've got a pretty long list of criminal offenses. It wouldn't surprise the SFPD if bank robbery appeared on that list."

"So where are the jackets?" Gogo asked.

"With the Backstreet Kinjus. It's not exactly easy trying to steal from a gang."

"So then how are you gonna get 'em?" Fred asked.

"Oh, i'm not going to get them."

"What, you want us to?" Tadashi asked in surprise.

"Think of it as a sample of the kinds of stuff you're gonna end up running into after this job. Don't worry, you'll be going into their hangout downtown later tonight when they're not there."

"Alright, so where are the jackets?"

"I don't know," Mr.S said annoyed. "The place isn't that big, they shouldn't be that hard to find. Other than that, we're set."

"So you want us to break into the property of dangerous criminals, and on top of that, steal their stuff," Wasabi summed up.

"They won't be there. They all have homes to get back to. The hangout is nothing more than a hangout. No drama, just you getting in there and getting the jackets."

Tadashi didn't feel like that was it, like there was more to it than that. Later that night, his suspicions would be confirmed.


Nine Hours Later

The van was parked across the street from the scrapyard, where the Backstreet Kinjus' hangout was located. Tadashi was waste deep in stress. They were about to walk into the dwellings of convicted criminals, and steal what belonged to them. He had plenty of reason to worry. Maybe the fact that one of the gang members had left with a pistol strapped to his belt was a red flag. But if doing this would make it harder for the cops to find out it was them who robbed the repository, then by all means he was going to do it.

The team waited about an hour before everyone had finally left on motorcycles. That's when they made their move.

Tadashi opened the van's back door, and everyone filed out, all downed in black jackets and jeans.

"Alright, let's go," Tadashi said. "Gogo, you stay here incase something happens and we need to get out fast."

"So I sit here and do nothing?" Gogo complained from the driver's seat of the white van.

"Now you're gettin' it." Tadashi and the rest of the team dashed across the street and through the oddly opened gates of the scrapyard. For a few yards, there was nothing but heaps of metal, but as they went further in, they found four trailer homes that didn't seem to be scrap metal.

"So, they have homes, but they hang out in mobile homes?" Fred asked. "Gangs are weird. Maybe the jackets are in one of 'em."

"Wait," Wasabi said, "let's try that garage first." Wasabi was looking at a large garage where the gang probably stored their bikes.

"Can you get it open?" Honey Lemon asked.

"I can try." Wasabi walked over to the garage door and tried pulling up on it. It wouldn't budge.

"Uh, Wasabi-" Tadashi began.

"I got it," Wasabi said as he continued to pull up.

"You know there's a-"

"I almost got it."

"You can just-"

Wasabi managed to finally open the garage after there was some kind of cracking noise. Probably the lock braking.

Wasabi was breathing heavily now. "See… I got it."

"Well you could've just pushed the button on the side of the door frame."

Wasabi looked to his left to see a panel with a few buttons on it. One of which said "open".

Wasabi let out a sigh. "Let's just grab the jackets and go.

They couldn't find a lightswitch, so Tadashi and Honey Lemon had to use their phone's for light. The first thing Tadashi saw when he turned his phone on were three bikes.

"Uh, guys, all the gang members are gone right?" he asked worriedly.

"Well if they're not then we need to hurry," Honey Lemon said as she began looking around the garage.

So far, all they could find were old tools, bike parts, and empty beer cans. Then Tadashi found a very large cabinet. He opened the door, and inside were a bunch of jackets hung up on hanges. There was about twelve in all. More than enough.

"Guys, I found them," Tadashi said as he began pulling them all out and shoving them in the duffel bag hbag he had brought.

"Wait, are the sizes right?" Honey Lemon asked.

"I don't know," Tadashi said impatiently. "That's why i'm grabbing all of them."

When Tadashi had put the last jacket into the bag, he heard the sound of rusty metal scraping against rusty metal.

It was one of the trailer doors opening.

"Shut your phone off!" Tadashi yelled silently at Honey Lemon. She turned her cell phone off, and when Tadashi did the same, they all scrambled for places to hide. Honey Lemon and Fred his inside an old destroyed car on the far side of the garage, Wasabi hid under a workbench, and Tadashi couldn't find a place to hid before a man walked into the dark garage.

"Who's the dipshit who left the garage door open?" the man said. He sounded japanese.

The man reached for a lightswitch that no one had seen before, and when the lights came on Tadashi was standing three feet away from the man.

They both stared at each other for a few moments, the man in confusion, and Tadashi in fear.

"Who the fuck-" WHAM! Tadashi didn't know what else to do. He acted out of fear, fear that this man was going to kill him, so he did the only sensible thing at the time. He decked him in his jaw.

"Run!" Tadashi yelled as he ran out of the garage door over the dazed man's body. His friends were right behind him.

Tadashi heard the trailer door open again, and then the man's voice. "Shoot these assholes!" he yelled. Tadashi didn't looked back as he heard gunshots, and bullets flying past his head. Luckily these guys had the aim of stormtroopers.

Tadashi could see the scrap yard entrance just ahead, and the van across the street. They were almost out of here.

"Gogo!" Tadashi yelled. He could see Gogo look at him from her seat in the van. "Start the van!"

Gogo didn't hesitate before turning the key, and the van roared to life. They were now all across the street now, and were piling into the van.

"Drive!" Fred yelled as he closed the van doors. Tadashi could hear bullets bouncing off the side of the van.

Gogo floored it. First, there was the sound of rubber against asphalt, and then there was speed. Gogo sped down the road, and Tadashi looked out the back window to see three men with guns standing in the middle of it, probably cursing at the team, and still trying to shoot them despite the distance.

"Tadashi, what the hell happened back there?!" Gogo yelled. Tadashi didn't answer. "Tadashi?" Tadashi wasn't answering any time soon. He was staring at the floor of the van deep in thought.

His eyes turned to his fist, and he didn't even realize it had hurt until he had gotten into the van. They were red from punching that gangster in the jaw, which for some reason felt… good.

He had broken into someone's property, stole their property, punched an armed gangster, and was shot at for trespassing on previously said property. Now, he had this feeling, and it wasn't like anything her had ever felt before.

He felt fear, worry, relief, and even a bit of happiness all at once. But above all, he felt something more.

He felt alive.


(A/N) Tadashi's scaring me, and I made him that way. I'm being done in by my own creation. I was originally going to have one of the gang members be Yama, but I decided to save him for a chapter that was inspired by Breaking Bad. I think i'm the only fourteen year old in the world who watches that, but, hey, it's a great show. I'm not going to be updating until late into next week because i'm going camping for the 4th of July. I kind of rushed on this chapter just so I could tell you guys that, which i'm kind of ashamed of. But, with that said, I hope you all have a great 4th of July, and for those of you in other countries… uh, see ya later. That's DaydreamDepartment out of your hair! )