Author's Note

Holy shit I'm about to reference another fan fiction that I've been reading. A lifetime of free 100 breathable air and a sense of personal accomplishment to whoever can figure it out.

Just another boring day at school, made even worse by poor Tomo with a very unusual sleepless night.

"Tomo you gotta stay awake." Kaorin whispered at the top of her lungs.

"Ugnhvm" She managed to struggle through.

"C'mon if you don't Yu-"

"Sit down and stay quiet!" Yukari busted in clearly hungover.

Kaorin realigned in her seat. "Too late."

"Now! If anyone says one damn word I'M GONNA-" Then she simply fell on her podium in a lack interest to continue.

The room lightened up, this obviously meant the class could just talk to one another provided they stayed in their seats.

"Ugh what a night I couldn't sleep at all." Said Tomo finally half-awake.

Kaorin looked over. "I've noticed. So what happened?"

"Me and Torako got in a fight and I lost. I was really sore."

"Whatever I'm just gonna talk to Osaka. She'll probably have another classic tucked away in her mind of insane theories. But you should get some sleep."

Tomo snored in response.

As another uneventful day passed Tomo, Yomi, and Osaka decided to walk home together.

"All I'm saying is the sun is too damn bright. It's gotta take breaks for food and sleep." Osaka tried to explain as they rounded a corner.

A remarkably average man stood between two enormous men in suits. All three stood right in their way and looked as if they intended to do so.

"... How's it going?" Osaka began. Yomi and Tomo stared.

The middle guy started. "We're lookin' for a little girl. Looks like this." He said holding up a picture looking as though it was taken from security cameras.

Yomi looked at Tomo in a second as Osaka stared blankly at the picture.

"What did she do?" Yomi asked.

"She stole and expensive little trinket from a friend of ours now have you seen her?"

Tomos hair had grown back just enough. She looked slightly different now.

"Yeah thats me." Tomo said hazily.

"The boss wants the money for the thing you stole. Your pretty lucky he's in a really good mood and isn't gonna charge interest."

"How much do I owe?" Tomo said as if she knew exactly what what was going on.

"4,000,000 Yen. Now I'll just take my money and we can call it a day."

At this Tomo woke up very quickly. "What?! I don't have that much money... What if I return that thing?"

"Not an option, the guy who wanted it was only paying that much, but now he isn't buying even if we get it back so its worth about as much a floor tile."

Tomo was silent.

"I can tell you don't have what we need. Okay then you have a month to get the cash or this'll call for something more drastic. It's been a pleasure."

With that the three shady guys hopped in some 80's luxury sedan and drove off.

The three others stood silent.

Yomi broke her stunned silence. "Tomo?" She said calmly.

"Yup?" Tomo said, mouth gaping.

"Why the HELL DID YOU STEAL FROM THE DAMN MAFIA?!"

"The mafia?" Tomo said stunned further.

Osaka shook her head. "You don't watch many movies do you? It's obvious, they had the suits, the car, the goons." She said counting on her fingers. "I could tell the second they showed up."

The others still blown away by the prior events had rushed home.

Tomo spent the rest of the day pacing in her room.

Yomi sat her desk thinking about what they would do.

Osaka as expected took a bath and fell asleep forgetting about most of the days events.

A month had passed and they had all but forgotten the traumatic events of that day.

All six had decided to walk home together that day when an unmarked van pulled up beside them.

The door slid open and the remarkably average man knelt in the van.

"Hello. I trust you have my money?"

"Umm... no I'm sorry." Tomo said weakly as she realized who the man was.

The mans eyes narrowed. "That's funny I could have sworn today was the deadline for my money.

"I know but... I didn't have a way to get that kind of cash."

"I don't like excuses." Man said in a calm anger.

Just then, the two goons busted out of the back door and trapped all six.

"And neither does the boss."

The rest is blurry but the next thing they knew they where tied up on a plane bound for Chernobyl, Ukraine.

They landed in a tiny runway in the middle of a cold, deathly chunk of northern Ukraine.

A man with a green flight jacket and headset for a radio stood up.

"You are here to pay a debt to me and my partners. Nothing else. Don't try to escape, you are all behind a gigantic cordoned area. Now get out there and make us proud." He said sarcastically.

They six where shoved out the side of the plane as it taxied back to take off.

A radio he handed to them at last minute began to crackle.

"He-- Hello? Is this working? A—er me if you can hear me."

Chiyo picked up the radio receiver. "We can hear you."

"Good now in the jackets we were so kind as to give you, you'll a PDA all you need to know is on that take a look when you get a chance."

"Wait, why did you take all of us here?"

"You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, but this way you can work together and make back all the money much faster."

The other radio hung up with Chiyo shortly behind.

"So what now?" Kagura asked only just now standing up.

Yomi reached in her jacket pocket. "Well he said all we need is on these things."

All the others did the same.

They touched the screen and it turned on to map of the area and a title simply stating "Meet the trader."

Beneath that a marker showing their position and another showing the traders position.

"He's not very far away." Said Sakaki almost to herself.

"It's just over that hill." Chiyo said pointing.

"What the hell let's go." Osaka said already at the crest of the hill.

Before long they arrived at a broken down village with a few people in jackets huddled around a fire as its only excuse for life.

"Excuse me. Wheres the trader?" Yomi began.

"Newbies huh? He's down in that bunker." He said nodding to a pair of doors in the ground.

They entered the dimly lit bunker and found an old man behind a counter lined with weaponry and ammo.

"Ah the new guys I heard about, come in come in." He said waving his hand.

"Alright here's your standard gear. Pistol, ammo, back pack, shotgun, more ammo, sleeping bag, and some only slightly moldy bread."

"But what do we have to do to make money?" Tomo asked.

"I'm getting to that. You have to sell shit or do favors for people of you want a profit. Speaking of which, I've got something I need done."

"What?" Yomi began.

"A stalker named Nimble is out on a raid to get something for me from some bandits and he's going to meet someone at the car park and it might as well be you."