Author's note: So sorry for the slow updates:( I have so many exams going on and final projects on top of that... I hope you like this chapter, though! It's kind of an extension on Chapter 3, in Ally's perspective!

P.S. It comes up in this chapter, but Hiro and Koko Takoyaki are not owned by me! They're characters in a book called Neil Flambe and the Tokyo Treasure, which is a cool book!

Ally's POV

"That was an awesome performance!" I exclaim, planting a kiss on Austin's cheek.

He just finished his fifth concert of the month! I'm so proud of him! Gavin hasn't been causing any problems, either, so I think everything's going okay. However, we couldn't really find any information about him, even though we didn't fire him. Sergei told us to be careful, though, so we will be.

"Hey guys!" Gavin calls. "Is it okay if I leave for the day? Or should I stay a bit longer? I think most of the fans are gone already."

"You can go," Austin replies, "as long as the fans are gone, we should be fine. Even if the fans are still here, we should be fine."

Gavin nods and walks out the door.

"Guys!" Dez whisper-yells. "We should do more investigating. How about we send Ally off to investigate again?"

"No way!" Austin exclaims, putting his arm around my shoulder. "That's way too dangerous, especially since Sergei told us to be careful."

"Austin, I'm going to be fine." I say. "I think I should go. We need to find out more about him, anyways. Maybe I'll catch him emailing the Japanese guy."

"You mean you're going?" Trish asks incredulously.

"Fine, then I'm going with you." Austin says.

I'm about to agree, but Jimmy walks in.

"Austin, I need to talk to you about recording times. We need to record that new song that you sent me, 'Steal Your Heart'." he announces.

"Okay," he replies, and walks away reluctantly.

"So I guess I'm going on my own." I say.

Trish and Dez just nod.

Twenty minutes later, I'm walking down Gavin's street again. I'm known for my great sense of direction, so I don't even need to follow him. I just remember where to go. When I arrive at his house, I'm about to go hide in the bush that I saw before, when I see him. He's sitting in a chair on his porch, drinking tea, and he's looking right at me. I'm about to walk away, hoping that he doesn't figure out what I'm doing.

"Ally, do you want some green tea?" he calls.

"I...okay," I agree, knowing that this might be a chance to investigate.

"What brings you to these parts of Miami?" he asks.

"I...uh...I was just walking home." I stammer.

"I saw you here last week." he says, taking me by surprise.

"What?"

"You were here last week, after one of Austin's concerts." he repeats.

"I...how do you know that?" I manage.

"I saw you. It's okay, I know you like me." he says.

No, not anymore, I think.

"Yeah...okay, I do." I say instead, trying to figure out a way to find out stuff about him. I guess if he thinks I like him, he'll tell me more about him. "So...uh, why do you have Japanese green tea?"

I have no idea what to say, but I might as well try to steer the conversation towards Japan. He smiles.

"I'm from Japan, did you know that?" he says simply.

"I thought you were from California!" I exclaim, pretending not to know. "You don't...uh, look Japanese?"

"Well, I dyed my hair, and I got some face work done, and now I pass as an ordinary American." he replies. "My real name, though, isn't Gavin. My name is Kenji Young."

I already knew that, but I'm pleasantly surprised to see how much he's already telling me.

"Wait...if you're Japanese, how do you know Russian martial arts?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"I went to train in the Russian military for a little bit of time." he replies. "I was trained by a very important Russian general, his name is General Bolkonsky."

He winks.

"Oh, like Andrei in War and Peace!" I giggle, pretending that this is all new information.

"I've never read that book, but seeing as you're so smart, I'm assuming you have." he says, half-smiling.

He's trying to flirt with me and miserably failing. But I play along with it. I giggle again.

"So, what did you do in Japan?" I ask.

He frowns. "Can you keep a secret?"

My heart is beating a mile a minute, and not in a good way. "Of course, you can trust me." I say anyways, trying to play the lovesick girl.

"Are you familiar with the yakuza?" he asks.

"The Japanese criminal organization?" I ask, kind of knowing.

He nods. "Something like that. I was involved in some major encounters with them. When I was younger, I was indecisive. I worked for the police, tracked down some members of the yakuza. After...killing some of them, I felt bad. I switched sides. I worked for them for a little bit, and I gained their trust. After switching sides a few times, I left Japan."

"You killed people?" I whisper-yell, horrified.

He sighs. "It was a dark time. I was young and indecisive. I regret those decisions to this day."

"Wait..." I interrupt. "If you're seventeen, and you've worked in America for a few years, and before that you were in Russia...how old were you then?"

He smiles. "I'm not actually seventeen. Although I look young for my age, I'm actually twenty-six."

"Twenty-six!" I exclaim, partially disgusted and partially shocked. "But...but I'm only seventeen! I thought you were my age!"

He puts a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay if you don't feel the same way about me anymore."

It takes me a minute to figure out what he means: he thinks I like him, and he's telling me that it's okay if the age difference is a problem.

I shake my head, going along with my story. "No, I was just...surprised. I still...like you, I guess. I guess everything about you is surprising now."

He smiles. "Everyone has their surprises. Why don't you tell me something about you that I don't know?"

"Me?" I reply. "Uh...I'm a straight-A student?"

"Thought so!" he laughs. "But that's interesting. Want to know something else about me? I'm still in contact with the boss of my former yakuza organization. He ordered me to keep in touch with him, to tell him everything that's going on in America."

So that's the mysterious Japanese guy he was emailing, I think.

"Do you actually tell him everything?" I ask.

He nods. "He would find out if I didn't. He also has a lot of criminal plans that he wants me to carry out here in America. I don't want to, so I'm going to have to find a way to get around those orders."

"But you wouldn't commit a serious crime, not now at least, would you?" I ask, worried.

"Of course not. Hiro is just very demanding and knowing." he replies.

"Is that his name? Hiro?" I ask.

"Hiro Takoyaki. His sister, Koko, is his second-in-command." he replies.

Before I can say anything, my phone begins to buzz frantically.

"What's that buzzing?" Gavin asks.

"It's my phone," I reply, looking at it. "Sorry, I think my dad is asking me to go home. He wants me to sleep at least a little tonight. I have a test tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll see you later!" he says as I get up from my chair.

"Bye!" I reply, before running down the street out of his sight.

It wasn't my dad texting me, it was Dez. The texts went:

GET OUT OF THERE

ALLY

GET OUT OF THERE

COME BACK TO SONIC BOOM IMMEDIATELY

GET OUT OF THERE

I decide to text him back:

What's wrong? I'm two blocks away from his house now

Hiro Takoyaki

What about him?

He's wanted by 66 international police forces

WHAT?

We're investigating now

What on earth is going on? And what kind of danger have I put us in now?

Author's note: And there's the fifth chapter! It didn't take that long but the next one probably won't be up for a while:( I hope you liked it though!