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I know that I have been in the most awkward situations (it's a given), but would it blow the meter with this situation?

A few days ago, I was dragged out of my room (without being given a reason on why) and dumped in the darkest room yet (I swear, they must have had some lighting problems). But that wasn't what had gotten to me, it was the people inside (thankfully they spoke English, so I could understand them, but when they didn't want me to understand then they spoke in demented Spanish, those jerks…). For one, you don't see a girl in a tank of water, naked (I had thankfully not died of blood loss, which there was no blood by the way, and immediately turned away, red), and talking as if it was the most normal thing in the world (yeah right, if that was normal then I would be gazillionaire in one night). Another thing, you don't normally meet with some weird guy holding a seriously demented stitched-up stuffed bunny everyday (he offered it, and as an American, I accepted it, even though the response was quite delayed), or the fact that there was some weird dude with some scary Hallowe'en mask (that would make all the American's at home jealous, even I was at some point…). The guy with the dark red hair often had disputes with the blue haired girl (the one in the tank), leaving the most sanest guy in the group, with bright cyan colored hair (what do they do? Dye their hair?).

I really didn't care for their names (and I still don't), but they made me memorize them. I think their reason was something that Bakugan-sama approved of me or something, but I could really care less.

And memorize their names I did. The blue haired girl (a beauty by the way) was Bluebell, the guy who gave me the demented bunny was Daisy (I'm starting to have doubts on his gender), the cyan haired guy (and the sanest) was Kikyo, the guy who had the tendency to mouth off whenever he got the chance (yes, the guy that had the dark red hair, sort of reminded me of Shoichi) was Zakuro, and the guy with the awesomely scary Hallowe'en mask was… Torikabuto… I think.

So that pretty much summed my first day with them, the rest was all annoying gibberish (where they wouldn't want me to understand anything, I'm starting to think that Bakugan-sama told them to keep me out of the real plans). It wasn't until yesterday when Daisy came in running (with another demented bunny, where he gets them, I have no idea) into the room with the most worried expression I have seen him wear (he has quite a lot of those too…), and speaking worriedly about something starting.

It wasn't until earlier this morning…

we all got transported into this weird ship-thing. I was not allowed to peek outside, and the pressure inside the room was killing me. I rather prefer my room, solitude was brain wracking but at least I wasn't being on guard most of the time, you just never know what would happen with this group…

We then stopped abruptly, and the jerking motion was the least pleasant thing that I have had to experience, and the door opened. The technology was amazing, by the way. "Huh?"

"So we've arrived," Zakuro stretched from where he sat. He got up and headed out. Everyone did so as well, and I followed, ignoring the banters that went on about the group.

"Cannon-kun~" I had no time to react as I was glomped.

"Gah! G-Get o-off!" I struggled, but I had no muscles, and no muscles meant no strength. Damnit! I should consider exercising more to gain more of them…

"Why should I?" Bakugan-sama questioned, I doubt he was even apologetic. Which reminds me… he wasn't in the weird ship-thing with the rest of us. "Anyways, I want you to hold this, don't drop it~"

He placed some weird thing in my arms, yet he didn't let go of me. Ignoring that fact, I took my time to look at the object in my arms. "What is this?"

"Oh just something that I need for today's game~" Bakugan-sama said.

Ignoring the uncomfortableness of him talking right into my ear, I questioned him. "Game?"

"Yes, a game with Vongola~" I nearly let the object fall, nearly. Thankfully, I reinforced my grip on it, so it wouldn't slip. If I heard, and if my memory served me, right, then it was basically this whole Vongola business that started all my complications. It was what the kind man had first said to me, and I kept seeing pink smoke after pink smoke. Just what the heck was Vongola? "Vongola is a mafia group, Cannon-kun~"

I started. I had completely forgotten that he was here the whole time. It took me a while, after calming my heartrate, to find my voice. "A-a m-mafia group? Wait… you can read minds?"

"You were thinking out loud, Cannon-kun~" The grip around my neck tightened slightly. "It's dangerous to let others know what you are thinking~"

"R-right…" I had to fight the blood rushing to my cheeks. God, I'm flailing in what you call life.

"Ah they're here." Bakugan-sama let me go and went to stand in front of the group. And the said group immediately blocked my way, leaving me in the back of the group. I was pretty much confused on the way they acted, but stayed rooted to my spot. I was pretty sure that if I moved, I'd be in deep trouble. Bakugan-sama then spoke. "It's nice to see you in person, Sawada Tsunayoshi-kun~"

"Byakuran," Was what answered Bakugan – wait… he said Byakuran… so all this time I have been calling him the wrong name? I let out a sigh, continuing to listen to the conversation. I'd have to thank Kikyo, who took me up on teaching me Japanese. He said something about me learning the language would help me out, and he couldn't be more right than that. "Where's Cannon-san?"

I perked at my name. He was looking for me? Wow, I never really had anyone look for me… Bakugan-sama, I can't stop calling him that, gave a short chuckle. "Interested in my new pawn, are we now?"

Pawn… I feel like I have been grabbed out of reality and dumped into some predictable spy movie… oh wait… that makes him the bad guy… aw, crap.

"Byakuran," The tone gained a hard edge. Whoever was this Tsunayoshi, he seemed to know his politics really well.

"You're no fun, Tsunayoshi-kun~" I could imagine the pout that came with that statement. A huff and he called. "Cannon-kun, come here~"

The group parted, allowing me to go through and look at the other party. As soon as I appeared by Bakugan-sama's side, I was the center of attention. Since I was not used to such things, I did my best specialty: staring. I jolted when an arm was slung around my shoulders, and for the second time that day I had nearly dropped the weird cylinder. I turned and gave off an irritated sigh, of course Bakugan-sama would be the one who would do such things. "He's a cutie is he~"

The deadpan from the other group was tangible, and if the situation wasn't so dire, I would have definitely been amused. A red haired man stepped up and pushed his glasses up, I had the nagging feeling that I knew him from before… "Byakuran, I doubt Cannon would like that. He really isn't the type to have guys like you around him."

"Aw, Sho-chan~" Bakugan-sama dragged it longer than he usually did. "Since you've crossed me, Cannon-kun's my new best friend~"

Say what?

Sho-chan sighed. "Still, I suppose you haven't checked on what he is feeling have you?"

You must be a savior! A savior sent from the heaven's above!

"I don't need to~" Bakugan-sama waved the matter off.

Damn you!

"Now, why not get this game of choice started?" Bakugan-sama stated happily, taking the object from my hands. Freeing them of their deadweight. Thank the gods! I don't have to worry about dropping it anymore! I tuned what they were saying, concerning this game of choice, but soon listened in again when Sho-chan began yelling about him being a null, alongside this Spanner. Bakugan-sama then clapped happily, he's never short of happy this man… "Then it's settled, I'll allow you some time before the game begins, so you can get ready! The rest of the people would need to be in their designated watch area~"

"What about Cannon-sama!" Some fat dude yelled out from the crowd.

I did a takeback. Did he just place a '-sama' at the end of my name? If I remembered correctly from Kikyo's lessons, adding a '-sama' to the end of one's name gives the respect for their high status… last I checked, I didn't have such a status…

An arm slithered around my waist, causing me to jolt back to the present. It was followed by a small laugh. "He stays with me~"

I must have had some extremely worried look on my face when looking at the other group, otherwise their gaze wouldn't have hardened. Looking at them clearly, they seemed to be quite a rowdy bunch, but they looked good in suits... My gaze landed on the shortest guy there, not the baby. His face was grim, and he met my gaze. That was the last thing I saw before we disappeared.

I am now stuck in this room…

rushing through my journal entry before the game starts. I don't want Bakugan-sama (I should seriously stop calling him that…) to look into what I have written in here. That would kind of ruin my secrecy of keeping things to myself.

There's only five more minutes left until the game actually starts, I'd better end it here.

P.S. I wonder if Shoichi and Sho-chan are related somehow…