A/n: Hi! I'm here to give you the 3rd chapter. Sorry for not updating last time.

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Chapter 3. Troubles in a New World

Man1 in black suite: There!

Man2 in black suite: Catch him!

Man sued: Darn!

Mikan: Hotaru, why are we hiding in the bushes?

Hotaru: What a dimwit you are.

Mikan: Huh?

Just then, a wild shook on the dense tree made a ripe tangerine from the tree they were under in suddenly fall motioning Hotaru's head to bump to…

"Urusai!"

Mikan tried to caress her chest, the part the Hotaru bumped her head to but then she found out something that would totally freak her out.

"Naniiiiiiii! I've grown boooooo!!!

But before Mikan could continue her statement, someone suddenly jumped from behind. Now, the stranger's right palm was covering her mouth and left arm gripping her waist.

"mmmhmmmmhhhmmmm…."

Man1 in black suite: Where'd he go?

Man2 in black suite: I'm sure I saw him.

Man1: There! He might dwelling himself in the mob for cover. (a market place is in the area)

Men in black: walk away

(note: there were a total of 5 men)

the men are now out of sight…. Mikan, still struggling for breathe

Hotaru to the man with a black cat mask on face: Do you have any plans on getting rid of her?

Seeing this, the masked boy takes away his firm hold making Mikan release her seething anger to words.

Mikan: Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! (Birds resting on the tree flew away.) What's wrong with you? Choking people like that?

The mysterious guy doesn't answer, only goes to stand and face the 2 'teenagers'.

Guys in cat mask: What's with today's fashion?

With that, he raises his finger for awhile and points onto the 2 and jumps on a nearby tree and now out of sight.

With what the guy commented, 'What's with today's fashion?', Hotaru instinctively raised her hands over her chest for cover and Mikan puzzled what was what (seems to have forgotten what she was about to say, 'I've grown boobs!), she just focuses her gaze on the surroundings.

When she returned to look at her mighty friend, Hotaru's eyes were wide in shock. Mikan turned to glance at where Hotaru focused too. And she, too herself, was shocked and got herself more of confusion.

There's a clock tower, only it's digital and shows digits as time. Very different from other clock towers that seems to have antique themes and a huge wall clock instead. Below, it shows the date and it says January 19, 2008.

For the 2, you may wonder what's odd about the date. But specifically, the part odd in the date is the year. 2008?

Mikan: We we're right in a restricted section in CSTI and…

Hotaru: it was due to your stupidity, loosing your pen.

Mikan: Hotaru! And, now, we're here, is this an extension of the room we were in, or something? (Mikan, it's obvious, it's not.)

Hotaru: …

Mikan: And, though you call me stupid, I'm not a 100 moron to forget that the date should be January 18. The difference is…. It's…it's 2008? Kyaaaaaaaaaa!

BAKAN! BAKAN! BAKAN!

Mikan: 'There it is again!' Itai!

Mikan: Where really are we??????!!!

Now, she's panicking, no, even Hotaru's panicking. But she just masked it under her blank stoic face.

Hotaru: Stay calm.

Mikan: How could I?…….!...!

While Mikan was currently shocked complaining…,

As the wind blew in a harder proximity, a page of the daily paper stayed dropped to the ground.

An article gave rose to Hotaru's interests.

Hotaru: So, a school was made especially for us? For me?

Mikan: (actually staring at Hotaru since Hotaru seems to have spaced out) What is it, Hotaru?

Hotaru: But before anything else, we need to change.

Mikan; Huh?

Hotaru: Stand up baka and follow me.

Mikan: (been already told where) Where are we go

BAKAN!

Mikan: (after she has recovered) Hey Hotaru! It doesn't mean that you're my best friend that you have authority to… Huh? No… This can't be happening. Hotaru!!!!!!!!! Huhuhuh!!!!!!! Answer me! Don't leave me here!!!!! Ahh!!!!!!!!

Over the crowded market streets, the temperature wouldn't be something enjoyable. It's scorching with heat though it's still 10 in the morning. And with the population of people roaming around different stalls, it wouldn't be something Hotaru would like.

"Bakaotic men", she said muttering as more of the people on her way flew far distances.

Hotaru made her way to the seemingly forming can of sardines of people, young or old. Hotaru had found some old news papers on the ground and made it for cover. With her gun at hand, Hotaru made it to a boutique of clothes and garments.

By the entrance, tee-shirts and sundresses were scattered not so neatly on a stand. Hiding behind on the stand invisible from sight of people, Hotaru had one hand grab as many as materials on the stand with one stride and quickly headed to the bushes. There, Hotaru slipped the clothes she managed to get to her now slender but unfamiliar figure (her body…).

Mikan: Hotaru! Where are you?

Hotaru: Dummy, you better get into these clothes, (handing the extra outfits)

...no baka around…

Hotaru: Not only a dummy, but a turtle incarnate.

Mikan: Hotaru!!!!!!!!! Don't leave me alone! Huhuhuhuh!!!!!! Hota

Man: Psst!

Mikan: Hotaru!!!!!

Man: Hey there miss!

Mikan: (still haven't notice some one's presence with all her wailing and qualms) Hotaru!!!!!!

Hotaru!!!

Hotaru!!!

(Fierce hands gripped her shoulders)

Hey! What's the big idea? You're big monkey hands are hurting me! Get off!

Man: With me having super cool looks and body, you still managed to ignore me, huh? You're beautiful but no one ignores and insults…

Mikan: …the ape man! Now, you've made you're introduction, let go of me, you moron!

Man: (nerves popped out) I'm the King of the streets!

Mikan: Yuck? King of the streets? Ew… The title alone is disgusting.

Man: Instead of pleading, you're making me pissed off, girl. You must know that I don't step back even to punch sexy ladies.

Mikan: As if, gay………

Man: (face red in anger) I have thought of letting you go… but changed my mind.

Mikan: What? You're not going to let go of me? I know, you'll just copy my face. Let go of me, you gay! You're just jealous of my woman features!

Man: I haven't touched soft skin of fair women like you for a week…

Mikan: (realizes what the man's intention is)Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! Tasukete! Get away from me, you pedophile! You hentai!

Mikan, with all her available strength tried to struggle to get free of the man's grip, but he's too strong, Sure thing, the man's body is kinda adorable with muscles in every as if it was sculpted but… Mikan would want to puke as he saw the man's face. Full of sweat, seemed to have been dirtied by charcoal, and any description that would fit for a monster.

Man: You're making things harder for you and me.

Mikan still struggled to death itself but to no avail. You may wonder why not even a single person approached to at least help. Well, in this part of the city, people are used to women shouting. In the inner parts of the market are clubs where prostitutes are plentiful. People must have thought of Mikan as a prostitute trying to get away from some man that just paid her considering the clothes she's wearing. Maybe people haven't heard her screams at all. A couple of bushes are hiding their location from direct sight. Nearby is an ongoing construction and with the noise fleeing from the market, it would seem impossible to hear her screams. Or maybe, they're just afraid. Even men who know the area would think it is suicide to go against that some one they have just termed 'King of the Streets.'

Still, Mikan didn't give up and so…

Man: You're breaking my ears!

Mikan: If you want to have my voice down, get away you molester jerk!

Man: That's it. I'm tired. Better do this the hard way, then.

The man raised Mikan's head into the air and bumped it hard into a small rock.

That instant, screams of a terrified girl were no longer heard as drops of rich red liquid splattered down the ground as the man made his lips touch the poor girl's lips and neck.

Hotaru had her face turn at every direction through the plants. Seeing the mess in the market place, she had thought Mikan would not dare enter the through the busy mob and stay on the sides looking for her. 'If the idiot only paid attention.' But she was feeling guilty herself and really this moment, the feeling of guilt is lurking her heart more. She's wondering why. 'If only I had tried to be a slow prod for once for her to catch up.'

With the tick of another sec, it seemed that something hit her head hard. Hotaru tried to look at things which she managed to still recognize, trying to look for her so-called best friend. Her vision's becoming blurry.

Hotaru: 'Huh? Why is it that my head feels like breaking?' Where could that idiot be? My head…

Hotaru raised her right hand over her scalp. Despite her suddenly weakened state and her eye lids beginning to shut, she was sure what she felt and saw on her fingers was blood.

"Mikan" was all she can utter before again for the 2nd time this day, her systems had shut down into darkness.

As the man was beginning to enjoy things further and as he was about to reveal more of Mikan's chest and thighs…

Man: Ha!!!!!!!!! Why… am I b-urning?

….

A/n: I'm having problems right now. Actually, I'm getting confused on how this story should go. Mikan and Hotaru are best friends, as usual. But like Fushigi Yuugi, should I make them enemies or what? I'm still thinking about it. Would it add spice and make the story better if Hotaru here is in the enemy's side? You can tell me in reviews. This story is for you so I'll include your ideas and opinions. I don't know. I need your help, guys. I can't decide which is which. Thanks!

Oh, gomen but like what I did to previous chapters; I can't post the next chapter preview. You know why.

This chapter should be longer and the original title should be 'Where are we?' but I changed it cause I needed to cut this. I'm running out of ideas so I'm asking help from you guys. Thank you so much once again to the readers and reviewers. But still, I need more reviews to be able to continue the story. I need much of readers' words and thoughts about this to know if people truly like this or not. Besides, I'm waiting for more ideas to come. Sometimes, it would be better to wait than for me to really think on planning every thing. I think I wouldn't be able to come up to good thoughts.

Now, what could've caused the bad guy to get engulfed with flames? But I think you know what caused it, or rather who's responsible. That would all be in the next chapter. RR, people!

And, ghimi-chan, thank you so much for every thing. Continue lang tayo sa pagtxt ha? Sarap ka talaga katxt. Maghihintay ako sa continuations ng fic mo, ghimi-chan!