A/N: Okay, so I'm finally getting started on updating this. I'm pretty sure this chapter is kind of sucky but I hope they'll start getting better and funnier again from the next one on. Also, I'll be updating faster from now on but you probably won't get more than one or two updates a month.

It's the following morning now. At least, we're pretty sure it was morning. It's kind of hard to tell actually since we are in a large room in the sewers and no light really gets to us, but yeah, we just know, from some mysterious and magical feeling that hit all of us all at once, that it is morning. I'm really very tired, what with spending all night up with the everyone, working on the plan. A (very) basic plan is now in place. It consists of four people going up onto the surface and scouting around until they find Hibari. Once found, the four will work together to beat the living shit out of Hibari and whoever might be with him, then tie all the males up in some old skipping ropes that the Cervello brought down to the lair when they returned from their scouting trip. Nobody really had any ideas of how to un-brainwash the males since nobody really knows much about how that Sakura bitch had taken control of their minds. So after beating the shit out of Hibari and tieing him up, the plan is just to drag him down to the sewer and keep him tied up here until a way to unbrainwash the males becomes apparent.

It's a shockingly simple plan, right? You're probably wondering why the hell it took all night to come up with something that stupid and simple, right? Well, there was a lot of tears, break-downs, and cat-fights to deal with. Not to mention Lal Mirch. Really, I don't think she realizes she's not in the military anymore and really doesn't have the right to boss everyone around. But she is scary so we all listen to her anyway. I don't know why she's scary though, she is a baby and all and a good solid kick to the head with a big pair of steel-toed boots would shut her up, but still, she is scary and nobody has any steel-toed boots down here. But yeah, back to the plan. It was amazing we even got that much done so stop laughing at how stupid our plan is. I'd like to see you do better! Huh! Huh! Wanna go? Yeah, yeah, didn't think so!

Now, as I was saying, at least two hours of the night were spent on deciding who would be sent out on our little 'mission'. Two lousy stinking hours of fighting and over-acting (the last one mainly thanks to Lussuria...really, that man should never give up his day job if you know what I'm saying). Nana Sawada's been reduced to rocking back and forth on the floor, curled in the fetal position and yelling out Iemitsu's name every few seconds so she was ineligible to go. Seriously, this whole situation has not been good for her. I'm starting to think Namimori will need to hire a shrink by the time this is over. Wonder if Shamal has a psychology degree too?

Anyway, after Lal kicked out six of Lussuria's teeth and looked like she'd do the same, if not worse, to the rest of us, someone finally suggested the brilliant and wonderful idea of drawing straws to decide who would be sent on the mission. I mean, I've heard of doing that before; in fact, I'm pretty sure I've seen it done in the movies a time or two. But I've never actually drawn straws for anything before so that was a cool new experience. Normally I just try to procrastinate and avoid working...it's bad for my mental happiness. When I want something, I whine and complain. It gets shit done. The straws were a nice change of pace though.

But straws are also evil. They are evil, conniving, sneaky sons of waxed paper! Since the four people with the shortest straws would be the winners and able to go on the mission, wouldn't you know it, I drew a short straw! It's my damn horrible good luck, I tell you! I hate being so damn lucky! I didn't even want to actually go on this stupid mission, I was just saying I did to have something to say! But anyway, now I'm getting ready to go on this mission with the other three people who got short straws too. Which are Bianchi and Lal, which is good since at least both of them can fight, and Hana, which is also good because at least when I suck at fighting any guys we see along the way, I won't feel like the worst fighter on the team.

"Umm...(y/n)," I hear Kyoko say. I wonder why she is calling me...or why she sounds so damn close. Turning my head, I find her standing right next to me. Letting out a squeak of surprise, I look at her curiously.

"Who are you talking to, (y/n)?"

"What do you mean," I ask her curiously. What does she mean? I'm not narrating anything.

"Yes you are. You've been narrating everything that's happened and is happening since the last chapter. It's getting a little weird since no one can figure out who you are talking to and people are getting annoyed when you insult them," she explains to me. Looking around, I notice everyone is either glaring at me or looking at me like I've got a few screws loose.

"Am I?" I ask Kyoko, who nods.

"Sorry then," I say. And then comes a RANDOM POINT OF VIEW CHANGE!

As you fell silent, you cast one last apologetic look around at everyone, shrugging slightly and feeling more than a little embarrassed. Why hadn't anyone told you you'd been speaking aloud earlier? Better yet, why hadn't you noticed it until someone pointed it out to you. You thought vaguely that you were beginning to understand why your mother sometimes told you she worried about you. You were seriously beginning to worry about you too. Maybe this whole situation hadn't just damaged Nana's mental stability, but yours as well. Damn this Sakura and her insanity inducing powers!

Actually, that thought brought your mental train back into the right station so to speak as you remembered, just at the mere thought of that evil villainess, what you were supposed to be doing. Though this mission wasn't really on your list of topmost enjoyable things to do (but then, you doubted it would be on anyone's list of enjoyable things...after all, risking your life to kidnap someone dangerous and likely to kill you wasn't likely to be fun for anyone), you were determined to see it through and do it good. You wanted your boys back! It was just too awful to think of having to live in a sewer with only girls and Lussuria for company for the rest of your lives!

So, putting aside whatever had been occupying your attention previous to this chapter's start, you got up from your position on your hammock, crossing the lair to where Bianchi and Lal were standing in front of the concrete step that led out of the lair. Hana was also crossing over to them and you both arrived at where they were about the same time.

As you and Hana approached, the older women turned their attention towards the two of you. Lal was studying you and Hana with narrowed eyes, obviously sizing you two up and even more obviously not liking what she saw very much. Bianchi just looked bored, as was the usual with her.

"So, do you two remember what we discussed last night?" Lal asked in a demanding tone, staring cooly at you and Hana.

"Yes," Hana responded, speaking for the both of you or so you assumed. You nodded though in case your assumption was wrong, agreeing with the other girl.

"Then let's hear it!" Lal cried, sounding slightly exasperated. Brats these days, she thought, honestly, no common sense or manners.

You cast a glance over at Hana, catching her eye and exchanging a look with her. Honestly, someone really needed to tell Lal to relax a bit. Hana just shrugged and both of you turned your gazes back to Lal, starting to speak in tandem.

"I understand that this is a dangerous and important mission. I will conduct myself accordingly and not do or say anything stupid. I will follow all orders given to me by Bianchi or Lal Mirch without questions. I will not try to be a hero nor will I whine and complain and run away like a scared little girl."

As the two of you wrapped up your speech, Lal nodded, showing her approval. Damn straight to everything the two of you had said. At least the two of you had that memorized. She hoped that the two of you would actually follow that plan though to be honest, she wasn't really expecting much, particularly in your case. She had already figured out to expect the least of you. And of course, if you did screw up, she could kill you and not be at fault. That was a good thing really, seeming as she wasn't all that fond of you and had been pretty much fantasizing about killing you since the two of you had met. Darwin would agree with her too.

But, with confirmation on yours and Hana's part taken care of, it was time to get moving out. A look passed between the four of you and as if drawn by some unseen and unspoken cue, the four of you pulled the hoods of your black sweaters, which were also handily brought back down to the sewers by the Cervello after their scouting trip, up over your heads. Glancing back, you saw the rest of the women (and Lussuria) standing in a tight-knit group, clustered around the furniture. Everyone was staring at you four, their faces both sympathetic, excited, and very nervous.

You tipped them a wink before turning your face back forwards. One by one, the four of you hopped down the concrete step, splashing down softly into the murky sewer water.

"Good luck!" Oregano called out. "Feel free to contact us via the com headsets if you need anything!"

The Cervello just stared, staying creepily quiet as they normally did. Really, those women were really very odd and very, very unnerving!

"Good luck! Be careful!" Haru and Kyoko called out enthusiastically, waving cheerfully to you though you could see the worry in their faces plain as day.

"IEMITSU!" Nana screamed out from the crowd.

And on that very disturbing and insane note, the four of you headed out of the lair, down the short tunnel and into the main sewers. The trip through the sewers was actually really quiet this time. Not even you tried to get a conversation going. It wasn't just because you knew that you wouldn't be able to since your travelling companions didn't like conversations that much...or maybe just conversations with you...but because the situation was so important and the air itself seemed to be pea-soup thick with tension. It was like those times in action films when the main characters are going into a seemingly impossible situation, looking all cool and the background music is blaring. You could actually almost hear the background music in this situation. Actually, scratch that last. You could definitely hear the background music for this scene of yours. It sounded exactly like the Mission Impossible theme song. Ha! That was kind of funny since the Mission Impossible theme was your ring tone... ... ...

Your ring tone! Now that you thought about it, you could feel your cell going off, vibrating in your pocket. Man, whoever was calling couldn't have picked a more horrible time to call. But wasn't that usually the way it went?

In the dim light of the sewers, it was a little hard to see exactly what you were doing and you scrambled around for a bit before you managed to find which pocket you'd put your phone in. Pulling it out, you answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Is Jimmie there?"

"No. I'm sorry, you have the wrong number."

"Oh. Sorry 'bout that."

"No problem."

"Thanks anyway. Goodbye!"

"Bye-bye!"

Huh...that was kind of random, you thought as you hung up and stored your phone back in your pocket. Looking up, you noticed everyone was staring at you, their expressions dead-pan.

"(Y/N)," Lal asked, her tone drippingly sweet, a stark contrast to the anger in her eyes.

"What?" you asked back, curious and a bit anxious. That sweet tone obviously did not bode well.

"Give me the phone."

"What?" you repeated like a broken record, already starting to back away. No way was she getting your cell phone. That thing was too important to you.

"The phone. NOW!" she repeated, her tone losing it's sweet tone, replaced by pure anger.

"No!"

"NOW!"

"NO!"

"LAST CHANCE!" Lal Mirch screamed, clenching her little fists.

"NO! IT'S MY BABY! I MUST PROTECT MY BABY!" you yelled back, prepared to defend your precious from her evil thieving hands.

And then...and then...there was an action scene, the most amazing cat-fight in the history of the world, that is much too awesome and too graphic for this author to describe. And how did it end? Ha! Well, Lal Mirch beat your ass of course and took your phone.

Grumbling over the loss of your phone and rubbing your sore body, you slowly got back up from your kneeling position.

"Now let's get going! The manhole cover we'll be going through isn't too far away!" Lal Mirch said, sounding sadistically happy now.

Still grumbling, you followed the other three nonetheless. After about five more minutes of trooping through the sewers, the four of you stopped.

"Here we are. One at a time, single order. Let's go up. This street is just behind Nami Middle and is usually deserted. Get out of sight once you're up there. There's bushes nearby. Go hide in them," Bianchi ordered.

You waited and watched as one by one, Hana, Bianchi and Lal went up the ladder and out onto the street. Finally, you climbed up the ladder, ascending into a bright sunny street of Namimori. Sirens were going off, the same 'INTRUDER ALERT' one that had gone off when you had first arrived at Namimori but thankfully there was nobody on the street and you were able to slide the manhole cover back into place and escape into the bushes, joining the other three girls there with no problems.

Glancing at the three of them, a lengthy silence reigned. You saw no point in it, but apparently everyone else did because they quickly shushed you every time you opened your mouth. After a bit, Lal deemed the silence unnecessary and you noticed grudgingly that when she opened her mouth, nobody shushed her. She started to speak, saying something about a plan of action but you were barely listening. It wasn't because her lecture was boring, though it was, it was because a feeling had washed over you, sending shivers all over your body.

"My contrived plot devices senses are tingling!" you cried out excitedly as you figured out what the feeling was.

Everyone looked at you odd for a couple seconds before, with a look of dawning excitement, Bianchi shivered.

"My Reborn senses are tingling!" she whispered excitedly.

Before anyone could reply to either yours or Bianchi's odd comments though, the sound of an approaching vehicle was heard. The four of you watched as a bus drove painfully slow, no more than two miles an hour, down the street towards you. It was a nice, small white bus but the thing that grabbed all your attention was the gigantic banner on the side of it. It was a black banner with hot pink wording which you decided to helpfully read aloud.

"This is the bus travelling with the Arcobaleno while they undergo a jail transfer. Please do not attempt a jail-break as this bus is pitifully understaffed and has no security. Doing so would be detrimental to Sakura's master plan and would make her sad. Thank you in advance."

You finished reading before thinking for a second.

"Wow! That's really convenient! There's no way this could possibly be a trap! Let's go!"

Before you were even half-way finished your statement though, Bianchi was already jumping out of the bushes and running, shrieking wildly towards the bus. You looked at her and then back at Lal and Hana. Shrugging, you sent them a look, silently asking if they were going to follow her.

Lal pulled an automatic handgun out of nowhere and headed off towards the bus, you and Hana following behind.

You guys caught up to the bus just in time to see Bianchi melt the entire bus door with a huge glob of purple something.

Whistling in admiration, you climbed onto the bus after Bianchi. They really weren't kidding about understaffed. There was just the bus driver, which Bianchi was taking care of with a poisoned pie to the face and a guard at the back of the bus, who was heading towards you. Squealing like a little girl, you ran towards him and, with an almighty effort of putting all your strength into your leg, you kicked him straight in the balls.

He went down screaming and crying like a little baby. Hana and Lal were right behind you, rushing down the aisle to drop-kick, punch, and brutally beat the guard alongside you. Once he was black, blue, swollen and unconscious, Bianchi bent down and stole the keys from around his neck.

"Shall we?" you asked.

"Let's," Hana said.

Bianchi scurried around, unlocking all the chains connecting each Arcobaleno, who were all handcuffed, shackled, and gagged. Bianchi was too busy cuddling and ungagging the now unshackled Reborn so the rest of you four were left to ungag and unlock the rest of the Arcobaleno.

"Took you long enough," Skull complained as you ungagged him. Glaring, you shoved the gag back in his mouth once more before hoisting him under an arm.

"Yeah, kora! That was the worst bus-break ever, kora!" Colonello complained, jumping down from his seat to smirk at Lal Mirch.

"Shut up! We weren't the idiots who got captured!" Lal screamed, kicking Colonello.

"Ouch, kora!" he complained.

"Umm...guys, I think we should get going now!" Hana said, her voice sounding really worried.

"Why? What's wrong?" you asked unconcernedly as you hoisted Mammon up to ride on your shoulders.

"Because there are a lot of angry men heading this way," she replied, sounding close to tears.

Looking in her direction, you noticed that a mob of angry men, complete with ineffective torches and pitchforks were fast approaching the bus.

"Damn!" everyone swore in tandem.

Unboarding the bus, the Arcobaleno and the four women fled.