Here I am again… Sorry, I'm having a bit of writer's block at the moment and I really and stuck here.

Thoughts?

Ideas?

The English translation of Jolin Tsai's song Guai Mao?

All are accepted! And needed actually.

Please help me out here folks.

Also, I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT MOTORCYCLES!

123123123123123123123123123123123123123123123

Rei fought two urges as he stormed behind stage after the concert ended. One was to die right there on the spot, and the other was to maul Kai with the nearest object.

He had danced with that foul perverted jerk! For 2 hours! Hours!

Bryan and Kai were still on stage, messing with the fans, being the glory hounds they were. Kai pulled off his shirt and threw it into the crowed where it was promptly torn apart by to many people grabbing at it.

Kai was grinning as he walked back stage. "Nice job babe." He pulled Rei up flush against him and kissed him on the lips.

Rei struggled, "Get off!" He pushed Kai away as quickly as he could and took a step back. "Just don't touch me okay?"

Bryan shrugged, "Playing hard to get eh?" He smirked at Kai, "Seems like he likes you a lot then."

"Apparently." Kai smirked, "Oh yeah, I wanted to talk to that Tala guy or whatever that was cleaning tables."

"Why do you wanna talk to him?" Bryan asked bewildered, "Red-heads aren't your thing."

"Business." Kai said simply, he turned and went farther back stage where Tala was cleaning. "Oi." He said to get the other's attention, "Servant guy."

Tala snapped his gaze on Kai, "I am not a servant!"

"Yeah sure whatever." Kai rolled his eyes not caring. "I heard a rumor going around that you have the fastest wheels ever seen on a cycle." He leaned against the wall and brushed some hair out of his face, "I wanna race."

"No." Tala said simply turning back to his work.

"Aw come on!" Kai said upset, "What are you, afraid of me or somethin'?" He stepped closer to Tala and towered above him menacingly, "You're not man enough to take me on?"

"No." Tala said slowly, "I don't take on rich punks with nothing backing them up but hot air." He turned his nose up, "And who walk around half naked asking for challenges."

"If you win I will pay you two-million in cash." Kai said.

Tala's head snapped up. "Two-million?"

Kai pulled a wad of cash out of his pocket and waved it in the air. "Right here."

"What's in it for you?" Tala asked, not trusting him.

"Hm… I get to pick one thing in your house and keep it." Kai said after thinking a moment.

"This is insane…" Tala sighed. "Deal." He thrust his hand out for Kai to shake.

Kai grabbed it roughly and shook it, "Tonight at 11 PM."

"Downtown, by the warehouse, in the Bronx. No cops." Tala said.

"We'll both go alone, no spectators." Kai said as they set the terms.

Tala pulled away and walked over to Rei, deciding to keep the match a secret. "You ok there?"

"I feel sick." Rei said softly.

"I would too, lets go home." Tala wrapped and arms around Rei's shoulders and led him out.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

11 PM came quickly. Tala was waiting at the warehouse impatiently. "Typical rich kid. Doesn't even show up." He pulled a light out of his pocket and slid it in his mouth. He patted around his pockets looking for a lighter.

Lighting the cigarette, he took in a long deep breath and looked up at the city sky. No stars as usual.

"Good to see you showed." Kai said riding up next to him. He planted his foot down onto the ground to steady his bike.

"Hmm…" Tala smirked, "I was starting to think you chickened out." He climbed onto his bike and revved the engine. "From here to my place. That's about 40 blocks west on Zombie Street."

"Zombie Street?" Kai asked. "If this town names streets like that I am in heaven."

"Cranberries street." Tala said shaking his head, "You know the band? They wrote the song Zombie?"

"I knew that." Kai snapped.

"Sure." Tala rolled his eyes. "Let's just race." He revved his engine again.

"When that light goes green." Kai said gesturing to the traffic light in front of them as he pulled down the glass on his helmet.

Tala nodded and followed suit and waited eagerly for the light to change.

Yellow…

Red...

Green!

The two flew forward, pumping their engines. Dodging past cars and other things in the street, they sped forward.

Lights whirred past them in a flash and cars honked in annoyance and alarm.

The race was on.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Yes I know, very short. Please review and help me out!