Yes, I know I did an OC, but I didn't want to put Orochi in here...yet. Not sure if I want him here at all. Time will tell. Plus, I think you'll like Viper. He's...pleasantly evil. With a touch of animalistic ferocity.
Also, some of Crew 99 is in this chappie, since I did promise! You're all citizens of Tokyo! BE HAPPPYYY!
Sorry, Juura. I guess at some of thier personalities! Hope you don't mind.
I've never read ReiSenzai, and don't know if you put it in there.
As the skinny, tattooed nineteen-year-old walked through the cafe's small entrance, he frowned, looking around subtely and searching for his 'contact'. Finally, he spotted the dark-haired man at the back and headed over, waving to the waitress as he sat. She came over and he ordered a drink and a box of sushi to-go. She thanked him and left him alone with the other.
"Itachi."
"Viper."
The teen shifted uncomfortably and frowned deeper, murmuring, "So you needed a job done, Boss tells me. Anything special?"
The Uchiha elder smirked softly and nodded thoughtfully, answering with a drawl, "I think the Taipen will be good for this one."
Eyes widening, Viper drew back a bit, whispering, "Tia is a bit powerful for a Common-Job, don't you think sir?"
Itachi glanced at him, acknowledging his pet name for the snake, and shook his head, looking firmly at the window beside them. He'd done business with Viper before, and appreciated the boy's skills, even if he distrusted him greatly.
"It'll give her a chance to bite something bigger than a rat for once. Besides. What is venom for except poisoning?"
Viper's abnormally long tongue flicked out and swiped at his double pierced bottom lip a few times, anticipation beginning to boil and a smile starting to form. Details he hated. But killing. Killing was something he was good at.
"Don't kill him," Itachi growled, as if he could hear the other's mind, hissing lowly, "Only poison. Do not finish him off, or else..." he trailed off, and Viper swallowed, nodding quickly.
"So how do we do this?" The long, curly green hair tumbled from his hoodie as he lowered it a little, surrounding his pale and carefully forgetable face, the only reminder his snakebite piercings and two tear-shaped tattoos under his eyes. He stared at the person across from him, his innards tingling in that way they did when he was in dangerous company. They never tingled around his 'pets', many of whom could kill with three drops of venom, but around this one man they were practically vibrating.
"Hmm..." He perked his ears, ready for instruction, and Itachi murmured, "Give me the anti-venom via drop off at the Tokyo Tower."
He then frowned, glancing into the window for a second time like it was a mirror. Viper followed his gaze now, and noticed a man looking around outside like he was searching. He had bloodshot eyes, short hair, and a long toothpick sticking from his mouth. He looked worried, and like he'd just finished sobbing a great deal within the last twenty minutes.
Itachi ducked a little further, cursing to himself, before sliding a packet over to Viper and standing up. He then walked out, past the brunette, who hung back for a moment before following discreetly.
Grabbing the packet, the green-haired teenager hung back, waiting for his sushi. When it arrived, he paid the waitress and left, looking through his 'mail' as he went home for the snake and the anti-venom.
He had to milk Nanja. She hadn't had a Job in quite some time. She actually had a nest of eggs at the moment. But he didn't think she'd mind sharing some venom with her master, and jogged down the street, tucking his directions back into the manila folder, wondering when he was supposed to go to the Tower. He ate a piece of talipia, chewing gratefully for the food.
Naruto laughed and hung onto Sasuke, dragging him from window to window, enjoying the neon lights and huge screens advertising multiple things everywhere. Color was all around them, and they'd spilt up from the group to look and explore, Sasuke saying something about food and Kakashi telling them to meet back at the hotel before heading off with Iruka to a 'bookstore'.
Shika had wanted to see the music stores, and Gaara wanted to see a new movie with Neji. Naruto was happy as long as he was with Sasuke, and was so excited he could explode.
"Look at that! Oh! I didn't know the newer model was sold here! Sasuke! There's an amusement park a few blocks from here! Let's g-"
"Food, dobe. Food," the raven grumbled, finally taking the lead and following his starving stomach to a small cafe on the street corner that smelled like heaven to him, looking through the window at the stirfry grill and almsot drooling.
God he was friggin HUNGRY!
Should've eaten that plane food.
But now he pulled his blonde through the doors, wincing internally at the chime of the annoying bell and walking up to the counter.
A blonde teen was chewing gum and blowing bubbles, music blasting through some earphones. She was reading the Shounen Jump magazine, it's bulky shape easily navigated with her long fingers. She flicked another page and glanced up when she noticed his shadow on the counter.
She sighed, shutting the book, and asked gruffly, "Yeah? Whaddya need? Er, sir?" she seemed to add as an afterthought, blowing another small bubble.
Sasuke frowned, but felt his tummy burble, pulling through his irritation and muttering, "Two double bacon cheeseburgers, large fry, large chocolate shake, and a large coke. Also," he glanced at Naruto. The blonde gave him huge, watery blue puppy eyes. "Do you have any ramen?"
She glanced at the smaller teen too, and flinched, growling, "I could maybe whip something like that up. That it?"
"An extra large soda and a chocolate shake for him. How much?" he took out his wallet and got several hundred bills.
The teen raised a brow and wrote down the last bit, before showing him the total. He grumbled, and took out three more, handing them over. He then dug out several coins and put on top of the stack, turning back to go sit down in a booth. Disappearing from sight, the chick called out to whoever was cooking, "Hey, we got any instant ramen back here, Kao?"
About eight minutes later, she came back toting the food, putting it down, and barely jumping out of the way before Sasuke ripped into his burger, taking a huge bite and swallowing almost immediately. Naruto sat in awe, watching him.
That was until the waitress set down the bowl of beef instant ramen, and threw in a plastic pair of chopsticks. He grinned, thanking her as he crammed a mouthful into his mouth eagerly.
She shook her head, a the corners of her lips twitching into a slow smile. She was starting to like these guys. Plus, they didn't complain about her crappy service.
"Hey...Juu-ra?" Naruto tried to read her tag from an angle, and nearly fell out of his booth, laughing it off when Sasuke sighed through his mouthful of bun and meat and nummy-licious cheese. Oh and bacon. Can't forget that bacon...bacooonn...*drools*
She looked over at him, grumblng, "uh-huh?"
"When is your shift over?"
She snorted.
"Uh. In about ten minutes. How come, blondie? Wanna take me on a date?"
It was Sasuke's turned to snort, almost choking on his burger (and bacon) in the process. Naruto flushed and glared at the raven, looking up at the teen with red ears. He murmured, "Er-that's not it. I'm...we're kinda...both of us..uhh..." He blushed more, and trailed off, unsure.
Sasuke finally swallowed enough to save his lover and chuckled, "We're gay. And together. So no, unless he wants to get neutered, Naruto won't be taking you on any dates. Sorry."
At this though, the blonde smirked.
"Well, I already knew you guys were gay. Didn't have to embarrass him so badly, ya bastard," she laughed, finally smiling for real. Naruto giggled before he guffawed at seeing Sasuke's expression. He recovered himself, smirking widely.
"Isn't it bad to call your customers names? Won't you get in trouble?"
"From who? I own the place." Her smile widened at his surprise. She nodded, enjoying herself now, and added, "Yeah, bought it a couple months back from some guy who's wife had died. Poor dude. Looked like he had no reason left to go on." he face fell for a brief moment, as she shook her head. Naruto frowned, and Sasuke was silent, thoughtfully chewing a handful of fries.
A long-haired red-head emerged from the back, flour in his hair and grease smeared on his face, just above the other, more mysterious stain on his cheek. The coarse locks were tied crudely up on the top of his head, probably hot from the kitchen, and he wiped his hands on his apron, grumbling.
"Hey, Boss. When do we close? Kam and me got that appointment across town, remember?" His face frowned, but his eyes didn't lose the glimmer that said he was having a good time.
Another, deeper and smoother voice called out from the back, similar to the other's, "Yeah. Can you let us go soon? We've already canceled once, and if we don't show tonight we can't get the newest one until next month!"
Juura sighed, shook her head, then looked up at the redhead and shrugged, "I don't care. These are probably our last customers for tonight. If someone else come's in, I can always cook the food. I ain't helpless you know."
A second redhead came out and frowned deeply, a little taller than his doppelganger, "You sure, Boss? Maybe I better stay here. Kao can always get it by himself, right bro?"
His brother grumbled but nodded, smirking before he added, "Yeah, and we all know you'd burn water if you could. You managed to set the floor on fire last time."
Naruto, interjecting himself, raised a brow and asked, "Why should that be held against her? Isn't that possible?"
"It's a stone floor," Kao deadpanned, walking over. "Hey. I'm Kao. This is Kamurou. Kam for short. And you've already met our high and mighty Boss Lady Juura. Hey," he spoke to his brother now, "Maybe we can get Jinko to come in and fill for us. He might be back by now."
Juura waved away whatever another the other might've had and said, "No no. Jinko's doing that thing tonight, remember? He had tickets for that band. Plus, I'll be closing soon anyways. It'll be just fine guys. You can go already."
"But..." Kam frowned again, but before he could speak, Kao reached over, grabbed his arm, tore off thier aprons and called, "Thanks boss," dodging out the double doors and onto the sidewalk, hailing a taxi and jumping in. The blondes and the raven watched in amazement.
"Huh. You'd think they'd show thier employer more respect, the young woman said, sniffing and turning to the counter to go sit down, "But it can't be helped."
"Er..Did you really..." Naruto trailed off for a moment, "..set the place on fire?"
She snorted and grouched, "Eh. It was only the corner. And Kao exaggerates. The floor is tile. Not stone. Or not stone completely anyways. It was the plaster that burned. Hah. Koto wa hotondo kusogaki!." (1)
Sasuke sweatdropped, eating the last bite of his burger and dipping a fry in his sake, chewing thoughtfully.
The blonde went back and turned off the fryer, popping her head back out.
"So what did you want to ask me about, kid?"
Naruto, seeming to realize what she meant, stuttered, "Oh, Er. Name's Naruto. This is Sasuke, and I just wondered if you wanted to show us around? My boyfriend can be a prick, "he laughed at Sasuke scowl, "but I'm sure he'd appreciate not getting lost. Riiight Sasuukkeee?"
Juura shrugged, nodding, and came over to turn off the neon "Open" sign outside, leaving only the three of them lit up by the blank flourescent bulbs overhead. Sasuke dipped another fry, popping it in his mouth and gulping down some of the chocolately goodness before he spoke, "Yeah. I'd love to see the Tokyo Tower. Isn't that close by?"
She nodded, and jerked her thumb, "Right past the post office a few blocks from here, by the new amusement park, up in Shiba. Supposedly it was good for adveristing, since a subway tunnel runs by there too. And there was a small museum until right before I bought this place. It was torn down for the aquarium and the snack section of the park. I heard a the stuff was moved to the National one uptown where all the Manga companies are. Down here are the hotels and the main subway stations. The Tower is more Uptown than Downtown, really, though it's supposed to be dead center." She waved her hand like she'd just heard this through her friends and didn't really care, although she watched the two as they ate.
Sasuek nodded thoughtfully, and gulped down the last of his shake, crumpling his trash and looking around. He stretched and prodded Naruto, who was finishing his huge bowl of ramen.
"You just about done, dobe?"
The blonde swallowed his mouthful, slurping his broth as he stood up and gave Juura the bowl. She put it on the counter, tossing Sasuke's trash away and grabbing her keys.
"Shall we go, boys?"
They both got their cokes and followed, waiting for her to lock up before going down the street to the Tokyo Tower.
As Shikamaru waslked up the road, arm clenched in Kiba's firm grasp, he sighed, wishing all the-admittedly dazzling-neon vibrance didn't block out all the damned stars. Just because he was in a big city was no excuse. He needed to be able to see the sky. He missed it. Ever since they'd gotten off the plane, he'd been blind to it, and he wanted to at least get somewhere he could distract himself from the skyless open above him.
He turned the corner, asking the lady walking a large dog which way to a music shop he'd looked up online. Seeing the directions was cool and all, but it was easy to get turned around while walking, and she pointed to the neighboring street, nodding as he thanked her and went off. Kiba, for his part, was wondering sadly what Akamaru was up to.
Shika had convinced him that Tokyo was not the place for a dog the size of a horse, no matter how well-behaved or potty-trained said horse/dog might be.
But as they reached the other side, Shika paused to let a guy on a skateboard go by, dodging quickly into the shop with the musical note on the sign before another hinderance could come and make this even more troublesome.
"Hu...how troublesome. Stupid city,' he muttered, heading back to the register. The teenager at the counter had a ski hat on that was light grey, and his black shirt stood out in the blue and purple lights that hazed the store. Shika went up and stood there for a moment before the guy glanced up. The brunette saw he had earphones in his ears and long, light brown hair that covered his eyes and part of his nose. The storm blue eyes that peered out from underneath, through a small gap, were almost black and clear.
The name tag that hung sideways read 'Stone', and he took an earbud out, voice deep and chill, "Yeah? What can I do for ya, man?"
Kiba let go and went to look around as Shika asked where he kept the soft, lyric-less jazz. The dude pointed behind him to the shelves on the left, smirking.
"I personally like rock better. Or metal," he said quietly, going over to grab a CD from the shelf.
"Ever heard Tokio Hotel?"
The brunette's stood there debating, until Stone finally just slipped it into the player under the counter, pulling out his earbuds to let the older boy listen. Shika closed his eyes, the beat taking him away.
I'm staring at a broken door
There's nothing left here anymore
My room is cold
It's making me insane
I've been waiting here so long
But now the moment seems to've come,
I see the dark clouds coming up again.
Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world,
To the end of time,
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm,
Into the blue,
And when I lose myself I think of you,
Together we'll be running somewhere new
Through the monsoon.
Just me and you
A half moon's fading from my sight
I see your vision in its light
But now it's gone and left me so alone
I know I have to find you now
Can hear your name, I don't know how
Why can't we make this darkness feel like home?
Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
To the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm-
He took the ear-bud out and smirked, "Not bad dude. How much?"
"Hundred yen. But it's on sale for seventy."
Shika got his money out and forked it over, buying the CD and tucking the bag into the crook of his arm. He then went to find another one, this one he was determined to have jazz. He needed a soft one to fall asleep to while they stayed in the hotel. He normally couldn't stand the noisy guys at the dorm, so he new he would go insane with all the noise here. Getting on his tippy-toes, he grabbed one that looked good, and hooked it up to the listener, waiting for the music to start.
But before it could, a loud bang interrupted it, and he sighed, taking the headphones off and looking around the shelf to the inner shop. A masked man was pointing a gun at Stone, and he was motioning frantically glancing around nervously.
"Come on! Get the money!"
Stone had his hands up, but looked unconcerned, like he dealed with this often. He opened the register, and forked over Shika's recently deposited money, then closed it again. The guy looked pissed, and yessed something about not enough. Stone just shrugged and said that was all he had. To take it or leave it. It had been a slow day.
Shika raised a brow at this, but then he saw Kiba looking out from behind the crazy guy with the gun and felt his heart clench horrifically, wanting to scream at him to run. His pulse sped up, thumping loudly in his head and throat. His chest was constricting, and he noiselessly stepped up, only to have the guy turn at the last second at some unknown signal, spotting his lover.
He took tow steps and grabbed at the smaller brunette, dragging him by his hair to the counter and shoving him up, gun at his head.
"Gimmie the FUCKIN MONEY or the kid gets his brain blown out!" At that moment, all the nerves in Shikamaru's body buzzed with electric fury, and he straightened, hoping he hadn't gotten rusty over the months of not using his fighting skills.
He looked around, analyzing, as he saw the back leading through the aisles. Crouching, legs tensing, he walk-ran to the front of the store, across through the back aisle, staying out of the burgler's line-of-sight and close to the ground. Then, silent as a deer in a forest, he leapt high, coming down with his full wieght on the guys head with a hard-back dictionary.
A solid 'oompf' resounded, and he slammed his fist into the man's head, knuckle twisting painfully into the jaw and cracking it out of it's socket. Blood dripped from the wound, and he caught Kiba as he fell, hair released, dropping the book.
"Hey, Kiba! Are you okay? Dammit!" his low voice was muffled as he murmured into the other's short brunette hair, panic slowly fading as he knew the thief was unconcious. Stone jumped over the counter and kneeled next to them, asking gently, "He okay?"
Shika nodded, glaring hatefully at the man lying on the ground, wanting desperately to rip his intestines out and tie him up with them. And maybe carve his eyes out while he was at it.
But he couldn't. He had to make sure Kiba was alright. A little blood was dripping slowly from where the burglar had slammed him into the hard rock counter, and his face was slightly bruised. He came to quickly though, and moaned painfully, sitting up and rubbing his injury tenderly, wincing.
"What the hell was that about?" he spoke, a groan in his voice somewhere. Shika sighed in relief and hugged him, pulling him up. Stone stood with them and gave him a look, assessing. Then, deciding it really didn't matter, he picked up the book, hit the guy in the head again as he began to come awake, put it up, and then called the cops from the street corner. They came in, asked the three of them what happened, wrote a report, and left with the guy in custody within twenty minutes.
Kiba's face was a light purple near his right eye, but other than that, only his pride that he'd gotten caught was hurt. He groaned about his 'war injury' though, and picked out a hip-hop CD or two, stacking them next to Shika's as they paid out. Stone had insisted they pick out one free each, and gave them another half-eyed look, hair concealing the rest from view. The Nara knew what he was thinking, and caught his eye, nodding slightly and taking Kiba into his arms gently, whispering where only the other could hear him, "I'm glad you're alright, mutt."
His boyfriend flushed all the way to his ears, smiling shyly and walking beside him in his arms, a little bounce in his step. They waved goodbye to stone and headed out, passing another brunette, this one a girl, on the way in.
She wore a blue halter top and had ear-short hair. Her white pants stood out in the blue lights and the gold choker shone dully. She smiled at them, understanding, and proceeded to the back, waving to Stone. He waved her over as the door shut behind them.
Hefting thier bags, they began to wander around, slowly going back to the hotel, but going into several shops on the way.
Shika couldn't wait to hear the rest of that Monsoon song, and hummed what he remembered as they walked.
(1) Koto wa hotondo kusogaki!. It means "That little shitty brat!"
Kind of a dumbass finish to an okay chapter, but I didn't want it to be too long, and I still have to figure out what happened. Maybe in a week I'll be done with the next one. Love you guys. Hope you Liked it too Juura, cause your part isn't over yet!
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