Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Except for a ranger, two cars, and a completely parent-free house! But they are in Israel, and I am in Canada, and they will have to wait another week and a half before I come back to them...Oh well...Other than that, we don't own any of the mangas/animes mentioned here, and there are plenty of those...And also we don't own anything that has...other owners. Also, Himizu would like to add that she owns Precious, the laptop we are working on, and that no one else shall own Precious. Precious is hers, and hers alone. Muahahaha. Just to let you know. :P Thank you and have a nice day. :)

The group was walking around searching for clues. This was very hard since there were none! (And then there were none… yay! Authoresses bow) Anyways, they were looking for nonexistent clues when a random guy ran past them, shoving Kitsune into Kurama as he passed. Kitsune was happy. Kurama was not. Hiei, Ryouko, and Himizu just stared in confusion. Then another random guy ran by, shoving Ryouko as he passed. Hiei caught Ryouko before she could hit the ground.

"FREAKS!!" Himizu yelled. "Watch where you're going, you jerks!!"

"Feel the Rhythm!" the guy who had knocked Ryouko down yelled.

"… Rhythm? AAAHHH!!" Himizu yelled, doing a flying tackle and knocking the guy, who she now recognized as Akira Kamio from Prince of Tennis, to the ground. Akira screamed in surprise as Himizu whacked him on the head, screaming about how rhythm was so annoying. Ryouko caught her balance, grabbed Akira's racquet, which had fallen to the ground when he was tackled, and served an empty beer bottle that had been lying on the sidewalk. Said bottle made connection with the skull of the person who had knocked Kitsune over several moments ago. A tiny old lady walked up to them.

"Thank you very much," she said to Ryouko. Then she walked over to the guy and started hitting him with an umbrella. "HOW DARE YOU STEAL MY PURSE!!"

"Yay old lady! Show him what you're made of! Get a shotgun and perform a mercy killin'!" Ryouko and Himizu yelled. (We don't own that shotgun quote, it's from the Beverly Hillbillies, but it's funny. Old ladies rule.) Since Himizu had jumped off Akira to cheer for the old lady, he got up.

"You freaks! I was chasing that guy for ten blocks!! And you just threw something at him! How dare you??" he yelled.

"SERVED something at him," Ryouko corrected.

"Wait a minute… how did the old lady keep up with you?" asked Himizu. This question was answered when they turned and saw a taxi driving away. At that moment, Takeshi Momoshiro, Eiji Kikumaru, Shusuke Fuji, and Kippei Tachibana ran up to them. Kippei looked at Akira.

"Akira, why didn't you catch that guy?" he asked. Akira twitched.

"SHUT UP KIPPEI!! I would've caught him except… this… THING… tackled me before I could!"

"THING?? THING?? I'M NOT A THING!! DIE DIE DIE!!" Himizu yelled, clawing wildly at Akira. Ryouko grabbed her and held her back.

"Knock it off! You can't just go around killing random anime characters! Now behave or I'll call off this search for the Blue Jackets!"

"Forget about it!" Himizu yelled, and they started catfighting. Fuji and Eiji separated them.

"That was a very nice serve," Fuji said, trying to calm Ryouko down. She looked at him.

"Thank you. The Wii has greatly improved my tennis skills… However, I will not be calm because of that!"

Having had enough with the girls' idiocy, Momo stepped forward, pointing an accusing finger at the group.

"How dare you kidnap An?? … Plus Eiji's sister and Fuji's brother, but most importantly, where the hell is An??"

"What the crap? Why are you asking us?" Himizu asked.

"Great, not only have I been kidnapped, I'm also apparently a kidnapper…" Ryouko muttered.

"Great multitasking!" Kitsune told Ryouko. Then she looked at Momo. "Why do you think we kidnapped your friends?"

"Because of the photo!!" Momo yelled.

"Photo?" Ryouko and Himizu asked. They stared at him in confusion. Then they glomped Fuji and Eiji for no apparent reason. Kitsune glared.

"Hey, I'm the one who glomps people!!" she yelled.

Momo and Kippei got mad and started yelling at the girls about finding An. The girls looked at them.

"You guys want hugs too? … Okay!" They glomped Momo and Kippei. Kitsune, Akira, Kurama, and Hiei all sweatdropped, then grabbed popcorn.

"Now… what's this about a photo?" asked Kitsune after several more minutes of arguing.

"Photo? Oh yeah, the photo…" Momo said. He pulled out a photo and shoved it in the girls' faces. "What do you have to say about this??" he demanded. They took several steps back so they could actually see the photo, then stared at him.

"Momo, you are baka. This photo is fake."

"WHAT?? HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT??" Momo yelled. "See, you are clearly kidnapping our friends/siblings!"

"Momo no baka… this photo has been altered," Himizu said. She pointed to the picture. The kidnappers had been cut out of a photo and replaced badly with pictures of the three girls. Fuji, Eiji, Kippei, and Akira all did an anime fall.

"Momo, you are an idiot," Eiji told him. "Why did you send us on this wild goose chase anyways?"

"But… but… but…"

"Momo, just shut up while you still have some dignity left…" said Fuji. He turned to the girls. "We apologize for accusing you."

"Don't worry… we've had worse…" laughed Ryouko.

"Do you want to join forces with us?" asked Himizu. "We know people who have been kidnapped as well… and what are the chances that we were framed AND had people we know kidnapped?"

"Slim to none," agreed Kippei. "Okay, we'll do it… on one condition… no glomping!"

"Fine… if your friend there stops saying 'rhythm'," said Himizu. "If not, all bets are off."

"WHAT?? How can I not say 'rhythm'! How can you not feel the rhythm??" Akira yelled. Himizu whacked him on the head.

"I SAID STOP IT!!" she yelled. Ryouko glomped Fuji.

"You see our point," said Kitsune. Kippei sweatdropped.

"Yes, I do… Akira, just stop talking."

Akira grumbled angrily, but shut up. Himizu stopped beating him, and Ryouko stopped glomping Fuji (reluctantly). Kurama twitched, and Hiei rolled his eyes. He had never seen the girls act so dumb. (Well, maybe he had, but that's beside the point… maybe he blocked the memories of the other encounters.)

"So…how'd you guys get stuck in this mess?" Ryouko asked.

"You know what? I'm sick of this! We're playing a match! Right now! The winner gets to take An on a date!" Akira yelled at Momo.

"Uh, okay. A match is always fine with me," Momo said happily. They started playing. They were on the second game when they saw Kippei running frantically.

"Have you guys seen An? She disappeared," he said, sounding really concerned.

"It's probably not anything serious…How long has she been gone?" Momo asked.

"Um…about an hour." Kippei replied.

"Yeah, you're so overprotective. She'll show up." Akira turned to Momo. "Let's keep playing. I'm starting to feel the rhythm," he said, doing his little dance routine.

Kippei nodded. "You guys are probably right. I'll just sit down and watch your match." Akira turned back towards the court, slipped, and nearly smashed his racket in Kippei's face.

"Akira no baka!" Kippei yelled. "Pay more attention!"

"Hey, Akira," said a voice. The guys turned around, but no one was there.

"Hm, could've sworn someone called me…Oh well, let's continue playing!" An enthusiastic Akira ushered Momo back to the court and the match continued.

"Hey, Akira," said the voice again, but this time no one was paying any attention. The voice muttered angrily, took out a guitar, stepped out where they could actually see its owner, and began playing the melody of "Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira. He started singing at the top of his lungs.

"Akira, Akira!" At this, everyone turned around to see who this freak was. He kept singing. "I never really knew that he could dance like this, He makes a man wants to speak Spanish, Como se llama (si), bonito (si), mi casa (si, Akira Akira), su casa
Akira, Akira."

"WHAT THE CRAP??" Akira yelled. He was now thoroughly freaked out since a Spanish MAN was serenading him. "What is wrong with you?? What do you want from me??" he yelled.

"I was supposed to give you this," the random Spanish dude said, throwing a rock

with an envelope tied to it at Akira. He missed VERY badly and hit Momo on the head. Then he walked away.

"Okay then…" said Kippei. He grabbed the envelope and pulled out a letter. As he and Akira read the letter, Momo pulled a photograph out of the envelope and studied it.

"Hey, Momo!!" someone yelled. They looked up and saw Eiji running towards them. "My sister is missing! Have you seen her?" he asked.

"Nope, sorry," Momo said. At that moment, Fuji ran over from a different direction.

"Have any of you seen my brother, Yuta?" he asked.

"Nope," Momo said again.

"Oh my God, they've been kidnapped!!" Kippei cried.

"What are you talking about??" Eiji exclaimed.

"Listen to this letter," Kippei said, nodding for Akira to read it.

"To Whom It May Concern (KIPPEI, EIJI, and FUJI), This letter is to inform you that your duckies (siblings) have been abducted. If you want to see them alive again… find us! Bwa ha ha! Yours truly, the Kidnappers."

"WHAT??" Eiji and Fuji yelled at the same time.

"Well, don't worry, they left a photograph of themselves!" Momo said proudly, waving the photo. "Let's go see if we can find them."

"Sounds good I guess…" said Fuji, torn between his desire to find his brother and concern that he was following a plan concocted by Momo.

"Good, come on!" he said, and they all started running towards town.

"Well… that was interesting…" said Ryouko.

"Sounds like you all had an interesting time," said Himizu, eyebrows dancing up her forehead mischievously. Akira took a swing at her, but she knocked him to one side and slammed his face into the pavement. "Why are we going through this again? I've already whipped your sorry ass, and I will not hesitate to do it again. Anyways, I bet you made up this whole stupid story. Why would a Hispanic guy be walking around Japan anyways? It's not exactly a Havana heaven if you know what I mean…"

At that moment, a random Spanish guy with a guitar walked down the street, strumming his guitar and singing.

"Hey Boy, I can see your body moving, And it's driving me crazy, And I didn't have the slightest idea, Until I saw you dancing, And when you walk up on the dance floor, Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, boy, And everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it, So you can keep on shaking it… Baila en la calle de noche, Baila en la calle de día, Baila en la calle de noche, Baila en la calle de día."

Akira twitched badly, wiggled out of Himizu's grip, and ran off down the street as far away from the Spanish guy as he could. Everyone stared after him, then stared at the Spanish guy.

"Well, he definitely didn't make that up then…" Ryouko said.

"This does not reflect well on my race…" Kitsune muttered dryly. Kurama glanced at her oddly, since that wasn't something he thought Kitsune would ever be concerned about. Hiei just watched, amused by watching the misfortune of another person. The Prince of Tennis people just stared, torn between amusement and pity.

"Well, we better get going. Sitting on our butts never found kidnapped people and all that," Himizu said.

"Okay, let's go then," Ryouko said. And the newly expanded group started walking down the street, looking for more clues.

A/N: Ryouko: Don't ask where this "Akira Akira" came from. We just tease one of my friends in Israel with it and it just popped in my head and it then we blew up the idea into a serenading Spanish guy…So yeah, don't ask where this came from. We'll have to delve into our minds, and we don't wanna' do that. Our minds are scary, even to us.

Himizu: Yeah… basically what she said… I don't know, I think it's totally hilarious… but no matter. This fic is going to end up being very very interesting by the time we're done, if it's not already.

Ryouko: Yeah…it's also going to be very VERY long, which is why 'Crossovers should be Illegal'! I'm so proud of my little pun.  Anyways, it'll be a lot of fun to write, with so many different animes to incorporate. Yay!

Himizu: Yes, and to be honest, we still don't really know what's going to happen.  How fun! And I'm really happy right now because Ryouko has many episodes of Prince of Tennis and I'm going to spend a whole freaking day downloading them into my Precious laptop.   Yay!!

Ryouko: Yes, PoT rulz! Anyways, hope you enjoy the fic, and please R&R!

Himizu: Yes, please do! Encourage us to write more! Reviews make us happy and we are more creative when we are happy!