On a bit of a row, so I am writing a lot lately.

Enjoy it, everyone.

With only a few hours in after the shooting in Idlewood had been called in, already a few patrol units of the LSPD were seen in a larger presence in the surrounding neighborhoods, with a considerable amount having taken themselves towards Ganton.

"Spread your legs!"

With a few cops in Grove Street itself, with a couple of standard police patrol cars parked in the middle of the dead-end street, the few officers who arrived here were seen putting a couple of GSF boys against the hood of their rides, intending to body search them with the intent of booking them for the lightest violation they could pin on them.

"Man fuck you, we ain't doing nothing." One of the GSFs said, wearing a cap backward while being forced with his face on the car. "Y'all just fucking with us."

"Shut your mouth, kid." The officer, an old man with glasses, shut him up while continuing his search. "You all are the same, you people…"

"What do you mean you people-"

*SLAM!*

"Ah fuck!" The guy with the hat yelled once he got his head smashed up against the hood. "The fuck was that for?"

"I said shut up!" The officer said, turning to his colleagues. "Keep the others away!"

"This is bullshit, officer." Sweet voiced his opinion, seen crossing his arms. "We didn't do shit. Go mess around somewhere else."

Smoke tried to mediate. "Hold on, man-"

"Back off!" The few police officers who weren't body searching were instead keeping the other gang members from a distance, four cops in a total of the eight who were watching the few dozen of Groves who were watching from the sidelines. One of the officers even held his hand over

"Hey officer, got a warrant?" Ryder asked, smoking a regular cigar as he did not hold back his taunts. "Because I don't see one."

"Stay out of it, boy." The old cop turned to Ryder, pointing his finger at him in the most condescending way. "Get back or I'll ruin your fucking night."

…

Defiant, Ryder just removed the cigar from his mouth and pushed out smoke from his mouth to the officer's direction.

"Try it. Old Pig."

The cop glared at him with a threatening voice. "What did you call me?"

"You heard me." Ryder glared equally back, not backing down. About to go head-to-head with the cop, ready for the confrontation. "You wanna go at it? Fine by me, make the first move and I'll make bacon out of you."

…

"GET OUT!"

The door of the Johnson House busted open, with two officers seen dragging a resisting Carl out of the building, who was in his underwear as he was held by both arms by the arresting officers.

"Stop resisting!"

"Get your hands off me-Agh!"

Forced against the hood of another police car, CJ was held down by the two patrolmen, with one having his knee pressed against the plate with handcuffs pulled out, but before that could happen there came another patrol car with sirens wailing with the lights, parking right up in front of the Johnson House.

"STOP!" The driver coming out was Jimmy, who quickly approached the two officers with his badge. "Jimmy Hernandez, C.R.A.S.H Unit. I order you to release Carl Johnson immediately."

"What? On whose orders?"

"Tenpenny's orders, that's who," Jimmy told the patrol officer off. "Now release him."

There was a moment of waiting, until then the two arresting officers turned to each other and nodded, the name alone got them to think twice.

*Click*

Removing the cuffs both officers stood up and left CJ alone, who proceeded to then stand up, rubbing his wrists that had just been freed from the tight cuffs as he faced off the two officers who were eyeing him back.

"Stay out of trouble, Johnson." The older cop condescendingly warned him before he turned to Jimmy and kept the same tone. "And you, rookie. Remember your place."

Jimmy raised his voice. "Move it."

The two officers walked off, going to their car, and one of them was heard saying something.

"Fucking Chico…"

The comment was heard but not reacted by Jimmy who just shook his head, as these older cops were some of the old breed who were from a different era.

"Let's go, people. Nothing we can do here."

The officers who were there started to retreat, with them even allowing those who were arrested to be released. Not without some words being exchanged and angry glances shared.

"Yeah, turn around and move it," Ryder muttered with seething disgust. "Punk-ass police…"

The cops entered their rides before they drove off Grove Street, leaving the residence of this neighborhood with only one cop car and an officer left, with Jimmy turning around to CJ.

"Hey Carl, it's been a while…" Jimmy said, turning around to him. "Sorry for them, they're kind of assholes, but you and I know that."

"Who the fuck are you trying to be friendly with me," CJ spoke in a threatening tone to the rookie cop, "Get the fuck out of here, you got nothing on me."

"Carl, you don't remember me?" Jimmy stated, holding his hands out. "Really? You don't know me? I just said my name out there."

"I don't give a fuck, beat it!" CJ pointed out. "Get the fuck out of my mom's property!"

The escalation between the Johnson boy and the C.R.A.S.H officer caused the crows to be drawn to it, with them being unable to see that a bike was seen driving into the neighborhood.

A PCJ-600 to be exact, with the driver being one not of the male sex, watching from a distance the confrontation between the uniformed cop and an 'unclothed' man.

"Christ Above, CJ. It's ME!" Jimmy lost his patience and shouted it out. "Jimmy Hernandez from the orphanage, Idiota!"

"Orphanage?" Carl took a moment to realize when he mentioned that. "Wait-"

"Jim? That you?" Sweet said, surprised himself as he approached the young cop with the others. "God damn, it is you."

"Yes, it is me."

"Shiit, I nearly didn't recognize you in that uniform," Ryder said as he nodded to him. "How are you doing, homie? Sorry for CJ here, he's suffering lately from Forgetting-His-Homies Syndrome or some shit."

"Fuck you too, Ryder."

"Hey, why the fuck are we talking to the police?" The youngster who got cuffed earlier asked straight up, glaring at Jimmy. "You all know him?"

"Old friend, but we surprised as well," Sweet asked. "You in C.R.A.S.H? Tenpenny's outfit?"

"Unfortunately I am, but that's not the reason I'm here for." Jimmy began. "Have any of you seen Naruto? I need to talk to him."

"Guess what, Smoke's looking for him too. Nobody knows where he is." Sweet said. "Why?"

"Great, he's not here."

That feminine voice was coming from the back, seeing that it was someone who just stepped out from the PCJ-600 motorcycle, a biker who wore a black helmet over her head. But her attire was what caused some suspicious looks.

she wears a dark gray leather jacket over a white short-sleeved shirt, fashionably ripped dark gray leggings with violet-purple patches, underneath a pair of black shorts with red highlights, black trainers with blue on them, and bare-knuckle gloves.

"Who are you?" One of the GSF's asked, spotting the color purple as he was about to reach for something. "Where are you from? You got a lot of nerve coming here with those colors."

"Ease up, big guy. I wear these colors because I like them." The biker underneath the helmet responded very uninterestedly. "I'm not into gangbanging, college life's already hard enough."

"Wait, is that-"

The five-foot-four woman was someone short in stature, with a curvaceous body, who then removed her helmet and showed to have a good-looking face that didn't say innocent or harmless, but given that 'done fuck with me' vibes, like a tomboy. scruffy black hair with violet streaks, pink lipstick, brown eyes, and lavender eyeshadow.

"Gogo? Gogo Tomago?"

Blowing a bubblegum bubble out of her mouth before she bit it back into her mouth, Gogo replied with a half smile.

"Hey guys, been a long time."

"...Haha! Good to see you!" Ryder smiled upon seeing her and reached out to dab her. "Is it a reunion or something?"

"Good to see you too, Lance." Gogo referred to him by his real name, dabbing her hand against his and commenting. "You smoking that stuff or the regular?"

"Regular of course," Ryder responded. "Why you ask?"

"Just asking, seeing you are still the same as back as I'm surprised you still got brain cells left."

This earned laughter from some of the guys, even CJ was seen smirking.

"Shut it, CJ. You barely got any clothes on." Ryder shunned him before turning to Gogo. "Anyway, what are you doing here? Don't you live up north now?"

"San Fierro actually, but that's for another time," Gogo replied, putting her helmet underneath his shoulder. "Anyone has seen Naruto? I'm here for him."

Big Smoke just stood in the back and listened in on this.

"He's out there somewhere, but he's been sleeping at Ma's house for these couple of days," Sweet said, even bringing it up. "He's been here before the funeral."

"I heard…my condolences by the way. We heard in San Fierro what happened." Gogo mentioned. "Cannot believe it if I got to be honest."

"Yeah, neither do we. Especially the homie Ruto." Ryder replied. "He was the first to go into the house when it got shot up."

"... Maybe that's why he hasn't returned our calls,"

"Our calls?" CJ then asked. "You were calling?"

"Not just me, basically anyone else who knows Naruto," Gogo admitted. "When word got out about his sudden release, my phone in my place rang red for days. I've been trying to contact him myself because I am his JAG lawyer."

"JAG lawyer?" One of the GSF guys spoke. "What's that?"

"Judge Advocate General, in other words, I was part of Naruto's legal representation during his trial." Gogo kept it short as she turned to Ryder and Sweet. "Listen, I am here because of it, a lot of things about the case came out and people are furious."

"What about it?" Jimmy asked before he then felt something go off, and saw it was his pager. Causing him to groan as he read what it was. "Shit…"

"What? Your dealer calling you or is it Tenpenny?" Ryder joked with a cigar in his mouth. "Or is it both?"

"Ha ha, Lance. Yeah, it's Tenpenny." Jimmy said as he waved them off. "Sorry everyone, I got a shift to end with that bastard."

"See ya."

"Later."

Jimmy entered his car and drove off, leaving Grove Street very quickly as he was not in the mood to piss off his boss any longer. That left Gogo to be alone with her childhood friends.

"Let's talk this inside," Sweet said while offering. "Want a beer?"

"Nah, can't drink now." Gogo smiled but asked then. "Can I get something else?"

"Like what?"

"A coffee would be nice."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Inside one of the many rooms of the Jefferson Motel, something was hot indeed. That was something that was occurring on a bed.

With the springs squawking and the headboard thumping back and forth against the wall, a pair of good rounded brown-skinned booty was slamming back and forth.

And that brown ass belonged to the Colombian beauty Isabela Madrigal, who was in her full naked beauty as she was holding onto the bed sheets as her bubble butt was getting plowed by the moving form of Naruto who was in his full form taking her from behind.

Gasping for air, Isabela moved her long black hair to the side to allow her to see again, but her eyes were also in a trance of enjoyment as she was barely able to keep them from rolling back from the pleasure.

"Ah yes!~" She moaned as she commented. "You've been holding back, huh?~"

Naruto's response was grunting only as he was slamming his manhood inside the Latina's regions, already wet and moist of both her juices and his that were leaking out bits of it. As he was already out of protection, neither had the time to prepare for this. Both were not quitting.

She was not quitting with that mouth of hers.

"Five years, was it? Five years worth of it in a few hours, I feel honored~" Isabela said with her head sinking towards the bed with a silly smile appearing on her face. "I haven't had a good fuck like this since you came back from the East Coast, in your good-looking Marine uniform-"

Suddenly feeling turned around fast, she now was facing Naruto's form. His well-toned body was in peak condition with sweat dripping from his abs, this only made her more aroused as she stared into his blue eyes.

Her usual smug smile appeared with Isabela asked.

"What are you going to do to me, Naruto?~"

Leaning downwards, Naruto grabbed hold of one of Isabela's breasts, causing her to react, and then raised her chin to meet the close distance of his lips, responding to her question.

"Many, many fun things, now shut up and enjoy."

Thrusting in more, Naruto earned a yelp from the Madrigal woman who was only able to lie back as she was unable to do anything but accept his full might, her hips moving with his. Her legs were limb as she managed to cross them around Naruto's waist.

"I'm-I'm-"

"Me too!"

The two bodies reached their limits and then they both released their final climax.

"AH YES!~"

Both bodies fell on their backs to the mattress, covered in sweat and exhausted, no word was exchanged as they went to sleep, not knowing that their neighbors had heard them and that they were of the same business as the Madrigal woman.

And they were not the type of crowd to complain.

Next Morning

Waking up in the motel room, Naruto was seen in his shorts as he got up from the mess of a bed that was now reeking of the fresh stench of the smell of sweat and sex, with his clothes seen hanging on the side of it.

"That was an unexpected reunion."

Hearing that made Naruto turn to the bathroom where he saw Isabela walk out, seen in a completely different clothing than what she wore last night, and what she did not wear back then in their younger years. Instead of wearing the purple track gear that revealed much of herself, she now wore a V-cut light-colored sleeveless blouse, high-waist black shorts that fit her high stockings, and white boots.

It was an understatement to say that the 'Golden girl' of the Madrigal family had turned out to be more rebellious than what her grandmother hoped for. She was into things that she back then had hidden away.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Naruto apologized as he went on to stand up on his feet, grabbing his shirt and clothes. "I'll be making my way out"

"No need for that, you can shower here. I paid for this room for a week." Isabela said to him, grabbing a necklace on the table as she tried to put it around her. "Mind helping?"

Naruto dropped his clothes to the side as he stood with his exposed chest to then bring the necklace underneath her lengthy black hair, where even some were seen dyed in various colors, dark blue and other shades of dark colors.

"I must've missed a lot while I was gone." Naruto expressed what he saw. "You used to be the family's eye candy, and now you are here…"

"Welcome to the '90s, Naruto. The fun times are over." Isabela said, in a somber tone. "Ever since you were sentenced to death. A lot of things happened."

Once finished putting that necklace underneath her hair, Isabella showed herself in front of Naruto with a little pose, with the makeup she used as little as possible. She was a sight to be seen.

"And?" She smiled at him. "What do you think?"

Smiling back, Naruto held no words back. "Like a Golden girl-"

"Oh stop it, I'm not like that anymore," Isabella said, waving her free hair. "I'm preparing myself for a day out with some of the girls. Wanna come?"

"Sorry, but as much as I'd like to. I have other affairs to attend to." Naruto declined as he grabbed his clothes and was about to make his way to the bathroom. "You know where I live, right?"

"Grove Street, of course," Isabella stated as she held out a green bandana, recognizing it and asking. "Is this… Brian's?"

Naruto admitted. "... Yes it is."

"... Send Sean and Kendl my condolences." Isabella shook her head. "When word got out it shocked everyone, even Big Poppa."

"Big Poppa?" Naruto asked then as his curiosity went on to ask. "He was shocked?"

"Yes, he and a lot of people, even other Ballas were appalled by it," Isabella expressed to him in response. "Naruto you must know that a lot of people are afraid now of what Sweet will do next, especially now that you are back."

"People are scared of me?" Naruto raised an eyebrow as he pointed out. "I didn't see that when those bastards shot up the funeral."

"Believe me, there are a lot of nervous people out there waiting for the next move of the Marine." Isabela pointed her finger right into his chest. "So watch yourself."

*Kiss!*

Pecking her on the cheek, Naruto made her blush for a moment as he gave her his trademark smile.

"I'll try, but I cannot make any promises."

Later

Ganton

Arriving with a cab, Naruto had to convince someone to drive him there given many of the cab drivers usually wish to avoid this part of town. To which he wouldn't blame them.

Pulling up on Grove Street, Naruto got out of the cab and walked over to the driver's window.

"Thanks for the ride." Naruto pulled out some cash and handed it over. "Here."

The driver accepted the money and took no moment to count it as he quickly drove off from the dead-end street, having no intention to stay there any longer.

"Yo, look who's back."

Naruto turned around to be approached by Ryder who was seen in front of his house, with two other GSF members.

"Hey Ruto, welcome back," LB dabbed him, seen carrying a pistol that was sticking out from his belt as he always was. "Heard you put in some work in Idlewood."

Naruto responded. "Excuse me?"

"Hey, don't play us like fools, homie." The one with braided hair and a green/black checkered jacket dabbed hands next. "We heard what you did. Popped that nigga Warren with one shot, and Ballas scattered like bitches. Real cold."

"About that, where were you all night?" Ryder asked straight up, smoking his rolled one. "People have been looking for you."

Naruto found himself to be pushed into a corner when he knew he had to hide something because he knew he was going to get teased if he said what he did.

"I was gathering intelligence, that's all," Naruto told them, not telling much as he asked. "So who are you, man?"

"Name's Spider, homie." The braid-haired guy said introducing himself. "I'm from Seville Boulevard just like LB over there, and I came here to holla at you."

"Really?" Naruto asked surprised while turning to Ryder. "I thought Seville Boulevard was in bad standing with Grove Street."

"Man, that's just politics between the OG's, but there are still some soldiers who got respect for you, homie," Spider told him. "Speaking of which, we got something like a welcome-back gift."

"A gift?" Naruto was confused. "What is it?"

*Vroom!*

The sound of an engine roaring as a car was seen passing into the Grove, a four-door ride lowrider that was painted light green with a hood.

"A Savanna lowrider?" Naruto quickly figured it out by turning to Ryder. "Wait, this is my welcome-back gift?"

Ryder chuckled. "You don't think I am driving you across town all the time, do you?"

…

A few moments later the Savanna drive was seen cruising down Ganton, with the four seats being now fully occupied by the four Families members.

With Gangsta Gangsta of N.W.A, playing over the radio, this was not Naruto's choice as it was Ryder who had turned the radio on with the two other homies Spider and LB in the back.

"And what you think of the ride, man?" Spider asked while smoking a blunt, clearly having just smoked before. "It's going good."

"I think something else is going good also, homie. That blunt you is smoking." Ryder said before stretching his hand out. "Pass it."

"Aight, aight, here."

"Do not pass it to me, I'm driving." Naruto declined before he even got offered to smoke. "But I do need your heads to be clear enough for what I got planned for today."

"Planned?"

"I am going after Kane."

The car became silent, with the three Families members staring at the blond with their heads still clear enough to hear what he just told them.

"...So what you get?" Ryder asked next, still smoking as he wanted to know. "You going after him directly or what?"

"Not directly, but we will be doing some damage first to where it hurts: his pockets." Naruto started while he kept his focus on the road. "I heard a few guys of his are acting like an independent group inside of Ganton who are selling crack on our turf."

"Hey, sounds like you are talking about the same guys who Smoke keeps yapping about to Sweet," Ryder said, remembering that conversation from not that long ago. "You mean to say they are Kane's people?"

Naruto responded. "Yes, they must be it then."

"How do you know they are connected to the Ballas?"

"Information from the street is solid, did some recon," Naruto replied as he went further. "It is also solid to say these guys always sell one on a shift."

"And what about the others?"

"Getting high on their supply, and sitting on a good pile of cash," Naruto said with that pointed out. "So I need one guy to go out and search for the dealer and keep him occupied. You up for that, Spider?"

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, hold up a second," Spider began, dazed up a bit but then he asked. "I barely know you for an hour and you already are asking me to put in work?"

"You'll get your cut if that is what concerns you."

"Nah man, I'm cool, but damn you move fast!" Spider said as he was in, but unsettled, "Man I heard what you did to them Ballsacks who shot up the funeral, but also what you did in Idlewood."

The Savanna stopped its tires,

"Good, then you know I am not someone who likes to complicate things - because I got a plan."

Sweet's House

Back at the residence of Sean Johnson, a discussion was taking place between the two OG's; with Sweet having just returned from a night of doing some tagging with his brother, he was unfortunate enough to have returned to an unfinished debate he was having with the fat man.

Big Smoke just sat at the table and sighed trying it again. "Hey, you gotta keep it real, man."

"Man, nobody gives a shit about the hood."

"I do!"

"All they do is sell yay and ruin the place!" Sweet replied angrily, seen walking to his fridge and grabbing for something, "No crack ever made a gang tight."

"I don't know, man." Smoke seems to disagree. Then hearing a door open, he saw that CJ was walking into the kitchen.

"Whassup, y'all?" CJ took notice. "Just the two of you?"

"Whassup, CJ?" Sweet responded but then got back to his conversation with his friend at the table, "Man, all they care about is smokin' and money."

Smoke argued. "You can't knock a homie's hustle, Sweet."

"Them marks ain't soldiers." Sweet cleared it for him. "They're idiots trying to be businessmen."

"Idiots who are linked to the Ballas, if I may add on."

That was Naruto who entered with Ryder, entering the conversation with much at the right moment.

"Ruto, finally." Big Smoke was about to stand up. "Listen, man, what the fuck were you-"

"Hold up, Smoke," Sweet stopped him before he could ask, proceeding to then himself ask the blond. "You talking about those slangers?"

"Yes, they're not much more independent than affiliated with the Front Yards, meaning they are Kane's people," Naruto explained to him. "Sweet, I can confirm the Ballas are selling here now."

Ryder, walking up and dabbing CJ, could see that Sweet had already made his decision by hearing what was just told to him.

"That settles it then," Sweet pointed out, "Ruto, take CJ and Ryder with you. I want you all to handle these punks, and that's final."

Naruto nodded. "Alright, I'll be going then." Naruto turned around for the exit. "CJ, Ryder, let's go."

The two followed up and made their way out to the door, with Big Smoke finding himself to continue to argue with Sweet, but now with a different subject.

"Sweet, you gotta tell Naruto to ease up now."

"He ain't doing much then what a street soldier is supposed to do, Smoke," Sweet told his friend of what he saw. "Ease up on him, man. He just got out and has already niggas trying to kill him."

Big Smoke could not argue with that, for now at least. Giving up he just laid back in his chair.

"Yeah, I know."

Once out of the building, the trio of Grove boys entered the Savanna that had gotten CJ to question.

"Nice ride, you stole it?"

"Nope, present," Ryder smirked by rubbing it in, entering the front seat. "Just gave this ride this morning."

"What? Really?" CJ asked, quite surprised at this. "Just like that?"

"Don't sweat it and get in, fool," Ryder told him now he was in the shotgun seat. "We got business to take care of."

"Alright, if you say so."

Naruto started the engine as he waited for CJ to hop in the backseats, with the strong smell of weed still present.

"Jesus, Ryder, you smoked in here?" CJ asked, holding his nose and opening up the window.

"Stop complaining, buster," Ryder said, keeping his window closed. "We gonna pay a visit to B-Dup first, see if he and Big Bear are still around."

"Big Bear? Haven't seen him in a while."

"Neither did I," Naruto began. "Let's go."

As a trio of gangsters were preparing to put in some work, the Savanna took off from Grove Street. With them having a small conversation while on the road.

"B Dup is only a couple blocks away." Ryder told him and started giving directions, "He still lives at the old place of his."

CJ added. "The hood's all messed up, huh?"

"It is, but I am not surprised now that I am looking back at it," Naruto responded whilst driving and taking a left turn, "There's been a lot of going on while you were in Liberty, and I was on Death Row."

"True," Ryder agreed. "Apart from Smoke, Sweet, and you know, yours truly, Grove Street don't bang no more."

"Yeah, just get blown."

Just then the Savanna parked right in front of an apartment complex that was part of the GSF turf, only a walking distance away it was near some Ballas turf but was home to some of those who claim green.

"Here it is."

Once inside the building, its walls were covered in tags from gangs that previously laid their claim here, and it looked better from the outside than from the inside.

Taking the lead was Carl, who had Ryder coming in second while Naruto walked last as he kept an eye on any of the neighbors. Reaching the address of B Dup's last residence.

"Hey, slow down, fool," Ryder warned CJ. "You don't even know which door it is."

"Whatever, man. This it?" CJ asked as he started knocking on the door. "Open up!"

No response was given.

"You sure he still lives here?"

"Fool, I told you this is it."

*Knock!* *Knock!* *Knock!* *Knock!* *Knock!*

CJ continued to knock for a response. "Open up!"

"Who the fuck is it?"

A raspy voice responded with the door opening up. Belonging it to a dude wearing blue overall clothing and a backward brown hat, a light-skinned, big man with a strong alcohol scent on him, this was B Dup.

"CJ? What the fuck you want?" B Dup sounded angry, "Get the fuck outta here!"

Trying to slam the door closed, CJ stopped him and opened it up wide.

"Wait, hold up man." CJ entered the apartment with Ryder behind. "What happened to 4 life, nigga?"

Naruto stood just by the door and watched.

"The only that matters is the hood, homie, but you'll never understand what getting this money is like." B Dup argued before he made them a sudden threat. "You know what, man? Get the fuck outta here before you be laying on your back."

The way B Dup had clearly changed over the years was self-spoken. The disrespect, the fact he was selling despite Sweet's strict policy against, or even threatening them in front of them with his mind halfway through the bottle was enough for a well-deserved beating-

"Big Bear, come check this fool!"

Hearing that name caused watchful eyes to turn towards the room where they saw a sniffing, skinny, light-skinned guy who was everything but healthy and had all the physical marks of a drug addict.

"Hey, Bear? Big Bear, that's you?" CJ asked trying to get his attention but for B Dup to stand in his way. "Hey, you still from the hood, homie, or what?"

"Nah, the only thing Bear give a fuck about is smoking and keeping my house clean." B Dup told them before turning to Bear. "Ain't that right, Big Bear?"

"Hell yeah…"

"Hell yeah what?" B Dup sounded like he commanded him.

Bear just responded loudly. "Hell yeah, sir!"

With no shame B Dup ordered him. "Now go make that motherfucking toilet sparkle."

The groans of disgust were clearly heard, especially from Ryder who turned around for a moment, to then see nobody was behind him.

"Hey, Mark."

B Dup turned around angrily. "Who the fuck-"

*PUNCH!*

Without even the courtesy of a warning, B Dup found himself stumbling back into the ground after getting punched right into the face, causing him to be knocked to the ground and hit his head on the wooden floor.

The one who threw the punch was Naruto, who had surprised everybody by what he just did, knocking out a fellow gang member to the ground in his own house.

Ryder's eyes widened. "Damn, did not see that coming.

CJ was at a loss for words.

The same could be said for Big Bear who was standing there in fear, either because of the drugs or the fact of seeing his old friend standing in front of him.

"Naruto…"

B Dup lying on the ground, earning a few grunts and moans as he could see the nose was clearly broken. If not a bad concussion.

Naruto just cracked his knuckles and left the building in anger, causing the other two to leave with Ryder closing the door behind them.

"... You're back?"

Once outside, Naruto was seen walking towards his car and he started to get some looks from the locals who lived in the projects, but he didn't seem to give much of a thought about it as he entered the car.

Once inside his own ride, a strong sigh of frustration was heard from the blond as he held his hand that punched Mark's face having felt his bones with his fist.

"Fuck, Mark's skull is too thick for that tiny brain of his."

Then coming into the car were CJ and Ryder, both seeing Naruto tending his fist.

"I guess that he had it coming?"

Naruto nodded. "He did, and I do not regret it."

"After what he did to Big Bear? He's lucky that we didn't put a bullet in his head now," Ryder expressed quietly pissed off after what he saw, "Turning your homie into a base head? Now that pisses me off."

"He'll get what is coming to him after we finish our work," Naruto reassured them with his hand gripping the wheel, "I promise you…"

Then coming into the backseat next to CJ, unexpectedly, LB came in without a warning.

"'Sup ya'll," LB dabbed them all and got to the point, "Hey N, we ready."

"Wait," CJ was confused. "Ready?"

Ryder turned around. "Where?"

"Just down the block. Next to the tracks," LB told them by pointing out, "Spider is holding him up."

"Alright then," Naruto started the engine. "Let's go."

The Savanna started again and drove off from the projects.

…

Only a block away, Spider was seen in the front yard of an abandoned house in Ganton that was only a walking distance away from Grove Street, talking to the person of interest he had tracked down. A crack dealer who wore a sleeveless brown mesh shirt, black skullcap, and a gold necklace.

"I told you it's twenty for the normal price!" The dealer grew impatient with Spider who was trying to negotiate the prices. "Get some real cash if you want a real high."

"Come on, man, don't be like that." Spider tried, holding only a ten in his hand as he noticed something behind him. "Oh shit…"

"What? You grew a brain, nigga?"

"No, but you might need to." Spider retorted as he stood back with his hands out. "Because you are in trouble now."

The sound of something pulling up was enough for the dealer to turn around quickly and see that a carload of Families were coming out, outnumbering him badly with several of them carrying baseball bats.

Coming up to him was a pissed-off Naruto, readying himself up with a bat to smash it against the dealer who could only say one thing.

"Ahhh shit…"

*THWACK!*

…

Only moments later the dealer found himself conscious again, but dizzy and blood coming out of his head as he found himself surrounded by the Families members who were looking down on him.

"Man, I know this cat." Ryder recognized him and began. "He a punk, used run with a Front Yard Balla OG from Idlewood." He turned to CJ and Naruto, "I know his place, it's just across the tracks there. Let's check it out."

"Another Idlewood Balla you say?" Naruto asked. "You sure about this?"

"Yeah, I told you, I recognize him, I know where these niggas live." Ryder assured him, "Let's bounce."

CJ spoke. "Eh, ain't that Front Yard turf?"

"Man, are you a busta?"

"No, I'm down homie!" CJ responded by stomping into the dealer's head in.

"Let's roll."

Meanwhile

Up in the nicer parts of LS, just on the beach of Santa Maria, Gogo Tomago was seen at the beach with her PCJ-600 parked against a wall as she was seen calling at a payphone to someone.

"Yes, Naruto hasn't gone to San Fierro, he's in Los Santos," Gogo said over the phone. "I spoke with his friends from the old neighborhood, he is here alright. Reason why? I don't know."

It happens that a group of girls comes right up to her and one of them stops to tie up her white bootlaces while the rest are continuing to walk past the payphones.

"Isabella, come on."

"Go on, I just need to tie them up."

Gogo kept on talking to the phone.

"As soon as I see Naruto, I'll tell him to contact you. Later."

Gogo finished the call and put the phone back.

"Naruto?"

The tomboy girl heard that and turned to the other person whom she heard saying that name, and upon realizing who she spotted, Gogo herself was out of words.

"Isabella?"

"Gogo?"

Idlewood

While one reunion was happening, one very unwanted one was occurring at the same time.

"On the ground, now!"

*THWACK!*

The feel of a baseball bat hitting the spine of a Balla was enough to make the gang member fall down to the filthy ground of an apartment in the Idlewood Projects.

But even the crack-filled smoke air was not enough to escape the reality the loaded dealers, the gang bangers, and hookers found themselves in, all of them either on the floor bleeding from their wounds or on their knees with their hands over their heads.

*KA-CHUNK!*

The sound of a shotgun just being pumped was coming from the Ithaca 37 that was being wielded by the balaclava-wearing Naruto, with him aiming it against the only other dealer in this place, alongside a disguised Ryder and LB who entered the crack den with him and had taken the whole place hostage.

The two Ballas were seen lying on the ground after having taken a beating, with them also were two hookers who were also cowering in fear. They didn't dare to even look up or even stare at the green-clad gangsters, let alone talk back.

The noise coming from the kitchen was CJ's doing, turning the whole room upside down while trying to locate anything valuable they could take with them.

"You're making a big mistake trying to rob us," The dealer tried to threaten them even when he was on his knees. "I pay my deuces to the Front Yard Ballas."

Naruto did just not listen as he took notice of some of the other Ballas that were way too high on crack to even react to what was happening around them, not even realizing their friends were in trouble.

Some even looked like they were high school kids.

"You disgust me…"

"What?"

"You guys sell this shit even to the youngsters." the disguised Ryder said, shaking his head while keeping the Ballas down while talking to the dealer, "Selling to even your own homies? How low can you get?"

"Fuck you, like you can talk." One of the grounded Ballas spitted blood out. "Punk muther-"

"Shut up!" LB kicked the Balla in the head and then called out. "Yo, we gotta bounce before more arrive."

"Hey got some cash!" Spider came out of the dealer's room with a plastic bag filled with cash, "We got the jackpot!"

CJ then came walking out the kitchen with plastic bags in both hands. "Found this, now let's go."

"Thieving motherfuckers!" One of the downed Ballas shouted at them with anger. "We gonna kill you Grave Street bitches!"

"Stay down!"

The dealer then quickly tried to reach for his back pocket-

*BANG!*

The loud gunshot warned everyone inside the room, causing the hookers to cry in horror as they saw the dealer go down to the ground.

Shot right in the leg, the dealer tried to reach for a pistol he had strapped in the back, a pistol that Ryder quickly grabbed for himself and threw it over to LB as he pointed it at the hostages.

"Ah, fuck!"

"Shouldn't have done that then," Naruto said underneath his mask, while holding the smoking shotgun. "Shotgun outranks pistol in close range."

The dealer seethed as he held onto his leg in pain while one of his hookers came up to him to try to tend to his wound.

*KA-CHUNK!*

"See ya."