A/N holy crap have I actually been consistently updating three chapters in a row. I'm proud of myse- CRAP!!! I totally forgot to do my math homework. Damn. I own nothing but imagine if I did.

Naota was once again in a very familiar position. He couldn't sleep, and most importantly couldn't stop thinking. All he had been able to do for the past couple of weeks was think about his home town of Mabase. He thought about when the gun toting hand blew out of his skull. How many people had died that day? How many homes were destroyed by stray rounds? The cost of that day in life and money must have been a staggering amount.

'But wait...' Thought Naota 'what if it was just their time to go? What if God decided that their time on this planet was over? Does that make me a tool of God? If there is a god than he is infallible. If he is infallible then he wouldn't let stuff like people die unless it was supposed to. If there is not a god than there is no after life and those people probably don't care that they're dead. So if I kill someone then its they're time to die or, it doesn't matter if they die. Unless of course they were to eventually do something great for humankind. So if someone unimportant dies it's OK but if someone important dies it's bad. Wait! if god does exist he wouldn't let someone important die. Well I guess that just lowers the odds of killing someone important.'

It had been about a month since Naota had gone with Johnny to get that brain freezy. The two have become very close friends and Johnny even tried to introduce Naota to Squee. He failed though as Squee was gone the night they broke into his room.

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"Umm... are you sure we can just go in through his window like this?" asked Naota afraid of being arrested for breaking and entering and other such crimes.

"Yes I'm sure, me and lil' Squeegee have fun talks all the time?"

"That sounded pretty creepy." Naota said with a grin on his face.

"Yes, it did, didn't it?"

As the two entered the youths room they noticed that he wasn't home. Sitting on his pillow was a note that read as follows:

"Dear scary neighbor man, I'm on vacation so don't come over here for a while all the other rooms in the house have sensors that will alert the police of robbers.

Todd"

"Well that sucks." Said Naota who had originally picked up the letter.

"Damn, you would like Squee."

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Beep beep beep beep BAM beep BAM beep BAM beep. "Why the fuck won't you turn off you little bastard!!!" Naota seemed to be having problems turning off his alarm and was currently bashing the top of it with his fist. "Fuck you!!!!" He grabbed the alarm clock and ripped it out of the wall, it kept beeping. "Batteries huh, well how do your batteries like this." He then threw the damnable thing down at the floor, grabbed his bass and used it to break the clock into very tiny pieces. "Son of a bitch." Naota went to work that day without doing any of the normal morning things people do like changing close, bathing, etc.
When Naota was on his break he walked back behind the store to smoke a joint with a fellow co-worker. His name was Dennis but everyone called him Steve and nobody knew why. "Here ya go Nao." said Steve handing Naota what was left of the joint. "I think I heard that stupid ringy bell thing that goes off when someone comes in."

"Thanks man." As Naota was finishing the last of the joint he saw Johnny on the street. He was following some guy that Naota had seen in the store before. He bought various guitar accessories every so often. He played bass for a band that was starting to get kind of big around the area. He was kind of a dick but the rest of the band was pretty cool. As Naota was thinking all this he saw Johnny pull a dagger out of his pocket and stab the man in the side of the neck, then he twisted it and pushed it through his throat sideways.

Johnny just walked on by like nothing happened. Naota put his joint out on the wall and went inside. He had had enough pot for today.

Johnny and Naota were walking to the 24/7 to get a brain freezy later that day.

"Did you kill a guy today while you were downtown?" Asked Naota in a 'just to make small talk' kind of voice.

"Yeah, he made fun of my boots."

"Ya do that often."

"Yup."

"Why?

"Well ya see, they're assholes. All they do is make the earth a more shity place to live so I..." Johnny fumbled for the right words "...You know the guy in parades following the horse around with a shovel? I'm kinda like that guy. Plus its fun."

"So your the poop scooper of justice." Naota had an amused look on his face which probably had something to do with the picture he had in his head of Johnny in a super hero out fit, cape blowing in the wind, holding a dookie infested shovel, heroic pose.

"I don't know if I'd use those words but ya, Kind of."

"So you just kill random people on the street?"

"I usually take them into my basement."

"Call me next time you do that OK? I want to be 'the dude holding the bucket.'"

A/N Yay I did it. Sorry there isn't that much Johnny in this I'll try and put more of him in later chapters. I'm also going to try to bring in Squee.The next chapter will probably contain graphic violence so yeah watch out for that. Please review. I'm a whore for them. Me love them long time.