Sorry guys...but i had to get this out of my system. This one is set at the start of Fujiyama Gangsta Paradise and yeah they are still at the Japan airport. So...enjoy I guess?

Metal Detectors And Other Detections

'So Rebecca Okajima right?'

Ya'know what was the worst part of James Bond? Yeah the movie series. The names the women had. All of them. Seriously, what the fuck was up with Pussy Galore and Jinx and all that crap? What the hell was this? Some softcore porno?

Revy was smart well at least in her own opinion. She'd made it this far in Roanapur after all. And it was worth a lot to be smart in the sex industry, that's why she'd taken the alias she had. It was simple, anonymous and couldn't be traced back to her, 'cause really just because her name was Rebecca didn't mean she was Miss R. Right?

Right?

Well it'd all be fine but she'd kinda forgotten about a few other identifiable marks...like a stupid all black tribal tattoo? Or the burgundy red hair? But obviously many women all over the world could have those as well. Right?

Not to mention back when she did work in the sex industry Rowan had specifically mentioned the site was not accessible outside Roanapur. Benny had laughed at the idea later dragging her attention towards the various loopholes that could be abused in that statement.

At first she'd been rather pissed but then she realised it wasn't like she'd be leaving Thailand anytime soon. So all was just fine and she was fine. After all no one had the balls to bring up her past profession unless they were in the mood for some acupuncture...with 9mm rounds for needles. So yeah she was fine.

Except now. Revy was definitely NOT fine with it now. With Rock standing on the other side of the checkpoint waiting for her and herself at the metal detector while two of the guards told her to step aside. One of them held her passport while the other grinned at her, both chatting with her like she was some old friend and yet staring as though she was some film star. Well...she sort of was.

'I almost didn't recognise you but Ken here did. Its so great to finally meet you!'

'uhuh...sure.' she rolled her eyes.

So here she was glaring daggers at the two men while they foolishly continued to indulge in a rather one sided chat with her. Her gaze fell on Rock who looked at his watch and then her confused yet patient.

Nice man. He was real patient. But she wasn't and this was starting to piss her off. Assuming it hadn't already. That assumption was wrong by the way.

'I'm a big fan of 'Mid Summer Night's cream' in particular. Amazing acting. You were just great.'

She groaned in annoyance. How on earth had she not seen this coming? Karma hated her! God hated her! Life and luck hated her and apparently so did coincidence. What were the odds that the one time she was entering another country she'd end up running into a pair of guards who knew about 'Miss R' at the Japan terminal. And apparently they were also huge fans.

'So we were wondering if you could give us your autograph.'

The man who called himself Takeshi asked and she let her eyes follow his hands. She would later swear it was reflex. That is if she didn't strangle Rock for ever mentioning the incident again.

Rock walked beside her as she nursed her left wrist in her right hand. She'd sprained it back at the metal detector. She berated herself mentally for lashing out in a blind rage. Chang wouldn't approve either.

'Soooo...' he started trying to act as nonchalant as he could ' just why did you punch that guy Revy? Because I really doubt he actually harassed you.'

Revy grinned at the memory. Rock was good at what he did, she knew she'd kept him around for good reason. After she was pulled off the Japanese guard they'd been tossed in for questioning and Rock had gone down hard on them. Something about him being furious they'd accuse her of attacking a guard when he was the one who harassed her. He told her she owed him one but eh she'd probably be saving his ass sometime soon. Cause really Rock was probably capable of being kidnapped by a toddler with a squirt gun. Yeah he'd probably get kidnapped by some high-schooler here in Japan. She could almost see it happening really. Anyway what was he asking again?

'I asked what really happened back there?'

She mumbled in reply. Her cheeks felt hot as she ducked her head and stuffed her free hand into her coat pocket.

'What?'

She growled at him.

'He asked me to sign his ass.' she knew it was coming and she glared at the Jap in his neat dress shirt and tie 'Rock...don't ' she threatened.

He seemed to be in a bit of a struggle as he coughed and shook in an attempt to stop himself and just when she thought he wasn't going to do it he burst into laughter. She glared and cursed at him while he gripped his sides doubled over and wheezed from laughter.

'Choke on your tongue and die you sunovabitch'

Seething with anger she stomped forward leaving him behind as she headed for the exit when she heard another accented voice call out to her.

'Hey excuse me?' she paused and looked at some tall blonde running towards her. She schooled her expressions and gave him a curious look.

'What?'

He stopped a few feet away and gave her an appreciative once over before grinning like a fool.

'I may be wrong but...aren't you Miss R from that...ya'know movie? I'm Kale...huuuge fan.'

...yeah I'm a pervert who reads hentai. But hey...who doesn't? XD And mid summer night's cream is from Barbara Dunkelman's awesome well of infinite puns. Please read and enjoy. Reviews are nice too.