Alright everyone, here's chapter 20 of GTA Gaiden, and boy am I finally done with this chapter.
Please leave a review/comment down below, it keeps me going.
Now I will dive back into LittleKuriboh's Yugioh Abridged Series.
Enjoy!
East Island City
Late night, pulled into the RON on the Broker-Dukes Expressway, near the turnoff towards Harrison Street and the East Borough Bridge, a yellow minivan cabbies pulled in to fuel up, with the driver parking at one of the gasoline bowsers, turning the engine off soon after.
Coming out of the cabby was just an elderly white male who took out a packet of smokes and began taking his break, having just finished bringing in tourists from Francis to a nearby motel. The bridges were still closed until hereafter, so he had to drop them off at one in Dukes. Inserting the pump nozzle into the fuel tank, he set it to automatically put in $40 of fuel as he stepped away from the browser bays to light up his cigarette.
"God damn immigrants." The cab driver muttered while trying to light his smoke, "Taking away my work…"
"Hey, sir."
The cab driver groaned and was turning around.
"I'm on my break-"
*SLAM!*
Slammed up against the man's face before he could see who it was, falling to the ground with his smokes and lighter falling to the ground, the elderly man got grabbed by the sleeve of his sweatshirt and pulled up against the nearby wall.
"Please, just take my money-"
"Keys!"
"Huh?"
"Give us the keys, now!"
The cab driver got himself the barrel of a rifle pressed against his back, the man who held him up was wearing a balaclava and all-black clothing, carrying a pump shotgun, and the robber was going hard against the driver.
"In-in my back pocket!"
The robber's free hand reached for the pockets and grabbed the cab's keys, calling out.
"Catch!"
The keys were thrown and caught by another accomplice of the robber, also in all black, and wore a balaclava as he only carried a pistol and got into the cab's driver seat and ignited the cabby's engine.
"Let's go!"
"P-Please!" The cab driver pleaded, "I've done nothing-"
"Turn around!"
The robber forced the cab driver to turn around, seeing the mask-wearing criminal who then said.
"This is going to hurt," The robber said holding the shotgun, "Night."
"Wait-"
*SLAM!*
With the butt of the shotgun the cab driver got hit across the face, knocking the man out and falling to the ground, he released a faint showing he was barely conscious.
The robber then pulled out some zip ties and began pulling the unconscious driver away to a nearby phone booth, for his accomplice called out.
"Come on!"
In a swift moment, the elderly man got tied up to the booth and the first robber quickly got into the backseat of the cabbie, and thus the second robber drove off fast, ending this carjacking in a span of minutes despite its brutality. With no witness on the scene.
Except for a CCTV camera.
Next Day
Steinway
"WEAZEL News!"
"This WEAZEL News break is brought to you by Pisswasser- Cheap German Lager for Export Only!"
"Mayor Julio Ochoa has announced that the bridges between Algonquin, Dukes, Broker, and Bohan will open within this week as scheduled. This is despite a Terror Threat made in the last week by Jewish Extremists calling themselves the Judean People's Front. The FIB and NOOSE have dismissed the threat, citing intelligence that the group had splintered yet again. Residents of Algonquin are bracing themselves for bad accents, illegal immigrants, and crime, but are relieved that at least Alderney is staying shut. Mike Whitely, WEAZEL News."
"A surge in Carjackings in Broker and Dukes have residents worried. One of the latest ones involves 67-year-old Taxi Driver Mike Rotch, a hard-working man from Schottler who recently had his Taxi stolen."
"Yeah, I was laying some gas in my Taxi when I got pulled out by this weirdo Eurotrash and his butt buddy. They tied me up and dumped me at a phone booth, before stealing my Taxi, my Livelihood! How am I supposed to feed my family now? I got six kids to feed!"
"Police are searching for a pair of males, and believe the carjacking may be connected to the theft of a Van in East Hook carrying Televisions a month ago. Police advise everyone in a car to keep their doors locked. This is Jenny Acorn, WEAZEL news."
"This is WEAZEL News!"
"Cheers!"
That was heard over the radio before the music returned to the stereos. In the Steinway Beer Garden, a well-known Irish pub that was a popular hangout for many, it was a full house with the weekend now there, many were drinking a few glasses of their salaries away to this bar with friends, family, or their dates.
One date in the corner of the bar was that of Naruto Uzumaki and Kurotsuchi Gorbaty, who after a few weeks of having waited 'patiently', finally got a date with the blond, going in with the question now.
"So hey, what's with you?" Kurotsuchi asked.
Naruto raised his eyebrow at her question, "Excuse me?"
"I haven't heard from you in a while. And what I do hear is from Gramps. Your apartment burned down, you fled Broker with a price on your head, and now you've totaled your Cab? Seriously, it's like a cheesy Jack Howitzer movie."
"The price on my head?..."
"Please, don't deny it."Kurotsuchi leaned in closer and said, "The visits of some mob guys at my gramps' place give it away, Italians and Russians aren't friends unless when it comes to one thing, and I won't mention it here."
Knowing Kurotuschi didn't need to make her point further, she was no fool knowing her grandfather was a mobster, having experienced that when she and her father often would attend court trials of Onoki's assault charges before those charges would be dropped, or the number of times of search warrants that she witnessed as a child.
While Kurotsuchi decided to live not like some of the mob daughters or granddaughters, she still would throw hands like the tomboyish person she was, hence why her father got her to join the military when she caught her first charge drinking.
"Alright, I'll explain it…"
After nearly a half hour of explaining both what happened with the Russians, but also what his business was with the Triads on how he got into the porn flick, a bewildered Kurotuschi took a moment before she responded.
"Okay, I take it back. It's not a Jack Howitzer movie," Stunned, Kurotsuchi digested it all, "it's a bad Candy Suxxx porno. And I mean wasted early 90's Candy, not the 80's awesome storylines, Candy. I hope you at least got tested afterward."
Naruto noted, "That's pretty descriptive of you."
"So..." she drew out. "What's it called?"
"What?"
"What's it called?"
"What's what called?"
"That porn flick you did. Kinda wanna see it now that I know you've done porn."
Naruto raised his eyebrow, "Are you sure? It's a long title, like all Asian porn."
"Of course I'm sure. Besides," Kurotsuchi grinned, "I wanna see if you were bad enough for her to fake it."
Naruto rolled his eyes, knowing Konan was begging for more by the end. "It's called The Brand of Adultery Known As A Business Trip. And if you must know, my co-star was Konan Akatsuki."
"Wait?! The Konan Akatsuki?!" Kurotsuchi reacted surprised, "Wow, wonder how she managed to get you done."
"Get me done?" Naruto asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
"Never mind, let's do something else, alright?" They both had already finished their drinks, Kurotsuchi suggested, "What you got in mind?"
"I don't know, how about some darts?"
"Darts?" *asked Kurotsuchi, sounding confident, "Didn't realize someone like you was into Masochism. Prepare for the best training the IDF has for projectiles!"
…
After a few rounds, both Naruto and Kurotsuchi were still throwing darts, with Kurotsuchi in the lead with one win, the two were enjoying themselves while the TV above them was broadcasting a TV show.
"I call upon my Steel Cooks!" declared the Asian man, as from a smoke-covered Podium emerged three people.
The first was an African American dressed in baggy tracksuit pants, Aeris sneakers, a green Madd Tagg shirt and a Liberty City Rampage hat worn backward, on the screen came the word HOOD underneath him.
The second was the definition of a bum, wild, tangled brown hair and beard, a black beanie, and a long brown trenchcoat covering most of his body, revealing bare feet. On the screen came the name HOBO.
The third emerged, dressed in professional Chef whites, a tall blonde-haired man with a big smile, the nameplate showing LOSER. He frowned and threw up his hands, the nameplate quickly changing to WHITEY.
"Today on Steel Chef, you will be facing Hood, (Yo, yo!) Hobo, (Buggrit! Millebium Hand! Shrimp!), or Dipshit!"* The camera focused on Whitey, whom the crowd was relentlessly booing.
"And now, today's theme ingredient..." the Asian host raised an oversized cloche, revealing a bunch of dead small animals and a deer.
"ROADKILL!"
Naruto looked up and stared at the TV, seeing Hobo putting a pressure cooker over a barrel with a fire in it, before tossing a dead raccoon into the cooker and a filthy grub-covered Potato. He then bit the head of a dead Pigeon, spitting it into the pot.
The Camera cut away to Hood, who had started stabbing a dead duck before slitting its throat and finally letting the blood drain from the duck.
"Bleed sucka, bleed!" He taunted as he then skinned a dead fox. Hey, does anyone know how to make this a scarf? I wanna surprise my bitch at home with a present!
The camera cut to Whitey, who was professionally slicing the dead deer into proper fillets, the crowd booing as he seasoned the fillets.
Naruto happened to pay close attention to the show when it was his turn, causing Kurotsuchi to remark.
"If you're this easily distracted, then surely you're a quick shot."
"You know better that I'm not."
"I don't know, I may need some reminding..."
Naruto snorted and took his turn by throwing his darts, ending up Busting, as Kurotsuchi snorted.
"Unlike our 'fun', you missed the mark. Guess I'm going to have to prove why I'm on top..."
Kurotsuchi threw her darts to whittle down her remaining score of twenty-nine. She used her first two darts on Six and Fifteen to get Twenty One, before Checking Out with a Double Four and winning the game.
"Guess you're the one sucking this time!" Kurotsuchi said with her hands up, taking the victory lap before she turned to the blond and smiled before she crossed her arms around his neck, asking with a seductive tone.
"So what do I win?"
Naruto couldn't help but chuckle at her and held her hip, closing the gap….
"Oh~"
There Naruto went in and made out with her leaning back into his embrace as he managed to catch her off guard, and there they both were making a scene in front of the entire bar who were howling and laughing at the young couple, all the while the TV show was still going on.
"Tonight's tasting judges, we have Deputy Mayor of Liberty City- Bryce Dawkins, Acclaimed Film Producer- Solomon Richards, and Radio Psychic- Beatrix Fontaine!"
"I see this Fox you've prepared smells like North Holland?" asked Dawkins to Hood.
"That's my Hood, Yo."
"It certainly tastes like blood, violence, and Liberals."
"I sense that this Hobo Spiced 'Chicken' will make my journey to the bathroom a pleasant run." 'predicted' Beatrix
"Pluto? I said Mars, ya cocksucker! This deer steak is just plain shit!" Solomon grumbled.
"But I-" whined Whitey
"Face it, your food is just too plain, Chef Dipshit."
As they continued to make out, it wasn't until long before Naruto and Kurotsuchi's moment got interrupted-
"NARUTO!"
The two startled and broke up hearing the loud voice calling out the blond's name, turning around, they were being approached by a drunken Roman and a not-so-drunken Niko.
"Oh, Roman."
"Ah, Naruto, good ter shee ya ear!" Roman said in a slurred tone, seeing he had a few too many, "I's wonder where you go, I haven't seen yous…"
"I've been working, in and around Bohan."
"Ah, well I gots GREAT NEWS to tell yas!" Roman said throwing his hand with a beer bottle up, turning to his cousin, "Didn I tell ya Niko?"
"You did, three times already," Niko shook his head and chuckled, gesturing, "But sure, tell Naruto."
"Right!" Roman turned back to his best cab driver with a smile, "Right, my inshoooorance pay out!"
Naruto was confused, "Insurance?"
"Yes! The shtoopid bar studs thought it was ecl... eleec... lectric fire! Not arson!"
Roman laughed, "I'll buy new Cab depot, an' we'll be on stonks!"
In the following moments, Naruto heard about the insurance company fully paying out Roman for the burned-down depot, as he was planning to upgrade everything and is still looking for a new depot somewhere outside Broker.
While drinking at the bar, it was at this moment that Naruto and Niko could talk about something while Kurotsuchi was going to the toilet and Roman got another drink from the annoyed bartender.
"So…tomorrow."
"He's wearing a rose, the same outfit on his page," Niko confirmed, making sure nobody was listening, the loud music and laughter luckily were enough for them. "We just need to figure out how to not start a shooting in there."
"I got something for that, but you'll need to pressure the bastard," Naruto said to his accomplice, having known Tom for a bit, "He doesn't fight, he'll flee at the first sign of confrontation."
"Helllooo, Beautiful!"
The two turned around and watched how Roman in his more drunken state was going for Kurotsuchi, who just ignored him and was about to walk past him with an annoyed look.
"Naruto, tell your boss to keep his hands-"
*SLAP!*
And like that out of nowhere, Roman did the stupidest thing ever and slapped her across the ass cheeks, a slap that was loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear.
"HAHA! NARUTO, YOU GOT A FINE PIECE OF-"
*KICK!*
Without a warning, Kurotsuchi's reflexes kicked in and she high-kicked Roman across the face with her shoe and knocked the man to the floor with an untapped anger she then released through that kick.
The bar became silent at what just happened, frozen like time, they all just watched what happened and the first reaction came from Naruto, who despite seeing his boss getting nearly knocked out across the bar, had a smile growing on his face.
"Oh…I love a woman like that."
…
Meanwhile
In the Kumo Gym, it was close to midnight, but given it was the weekend, it was still not closing time with a few dozen people still inside doing their exercises.
Including Luis Lopez was busy doing some pushups which he would end his session with tonight. With it being his day off from the clubs he thought it would be the best time to spend a few hours here, with the back of his shirt drenched in sweat it was clear that he had reached his limit. Once finished, Luis stood up and showed that the shirt's front was soaked.
"I'm done,"
Breathing in and out from exhaustion as he took pride in this workout, Luis took a towel next to him and dried his face up as he began to walk out to the front.
"Come on, just one more!"
Luis strolled past another gym member, one who had been a regular attendee just like him, and spotted the woman. Samui, a shoulder-length blonde, was clad in short pants, a white t-shirt, and white sports shoes. She engaged in a rehabilitative workout, recently being discharged from the hospital. Her routine began with gentle movements...
"AH!"
Samui pushed herself through chin-ups, her t-shirt clinging to her sweaty form, revealing glimpses of her dark sports bra underneath. With her two Air Force companions, Karui and Omoi, by her side, she completed one final pull-up.
"You're done!"
Samui landed on both feet, hands clenched from the exertion, as she removed her black and purple fingerless gloves. Taking rapid controlled breaths to regain her bearings, her chest heaving following her contrasting bra only drawing attention to her breasts and their size. Karui patted her back in support.
"Great job!" Karui praised her friend, her voice filled with pride. "Fifty chin-ups, Samui. You're making progress."
"Thanks," Samui replied, accepting the water bottle from Omoi.
"Um, what exactly are you doing?"
Not content with drinking, Samui splashed water onto her face, inadvertently drenching her already-soaked t-shirt and revealing more of her sports bra. Making her ample bosom/large tits stick out like a sore thumb even more, coupled with her already erratic and deep breaths.
"Ah, refreshing," Samui remarked, oblivious to her friends' concerned expressions. "What's wrong?"
"Your shirt!" Karui exclaimed, attempting to shield it with a towel. "You're going to attract unwanted attention!"
"It doesn't seem like she minds, Karui," Omoi interjected, avoiding eye contact. "But remember Ay's rules; nobody dares to do that after what happened-"
Samui winced, clutching her abdomen and grimacing.
"Karui..."
"Of course, let me help you," Karui offered support, extending her arm for Samui to lean on. Together, they made their way to the dressing room for a shower and some rest. Meanwhile, Omoi took charge of gathering their equipment and followed them to the back.
Watching this from a distance caused Luis to shake his head as he began walking out of the front door with the guy at the counter nodding at his departure.
Once outside Kumo's Gym, Luis was met with a couple of guys standing across the street at the basketball courts, seeing dealers working late with three of them handling over twenty customers, many junkies and homeless people.
"In line! Back in line!"
The customers were getting impatient but knew better than to anger the young dealers, going in a row, they were being sold small packages of their product, all in fast fashion while a few lookouts were in the corners.
"All that for fucking dimebags."
Then Luis' phone went off, looking up at the screen he saw it was Tony, so he answered it as he walked down the street.
"Hey, Tony."
"Lou, finally we got some good news."
"What? You finally use your head and got rid of that asshole Evan?"
"No, the bridges are finally back open tomorrow. Thank Christ."
"I sense a bit of irony in that." Luis spoke, mentioning, "Because that terrorist group that was mentioned on Weazel News-"
"Oh like you would believe that crap that channel says. They're all selling fear and whatever nonsense that gets them views but that is not important now." Tony got to the point, "What is important is that now with the bridges back open, our staff can now fully work."
"Oh, you mean Naruto?"
"Yes, I mean Naruto. He's the only one who doesn't live in Algonquin or has a green card, of which I might've found something to help get his case going for one of those damn cards but that is for another time, call him when you can."
"I will, T, I'll do."
"Fine, good night Lou."
"Night T," Luis said, ending the call as he crossed the street and walked to his home which wasn't far off but just a few blocks away.
Tomorrow, a few things are going to be settled.
Hove Beach
Niko sat in the 69th Street Dinner restaurant in the corner of the establishment with his back against the wall, having arrived early this morning for the job.
The job was the LoveMeet date that was with the guy Brucie asked him to take out, some gay guy who was affiliated with the dealer he had killed a few weeks prior, having chased that man throughout Broker and Dukes before he took him out.
This hit was to be different, more planned, careful, and attempting not to start a gunfight in the middle of the last place he wanted to be.
*Tring!*
The door opened briefly, seeing a light-skinned Latino with an obvious fake tan, he wore a jean jacket with a rose tucked into the breast pocket and looked dead on for the man in the picture.
"Hey, are you my date? Thank God!" Tom sounded relieved and sat next to Niko while speaking, "You never know who's going to turn up when you've met someone online."
Niko seeing it was him, decided to play along on this 'date' and put up his persona.
"Yeah. All sorts of sickos can use the internet. You have to be careful. I'm Niko."
…
Turning from Delaware Avenue onto Bart Street for the third time, Naruto drove the Cabby slowly up the street towards Mohawk Avenue, and the 69th Street Diner.
Prowling along slowly, he sees Niko and what looks to be Tom Rivas flagging him down. Pulling beside them, Niko opened the door and let Tom in the cab first.
"So why did you choose a taxi to your place?" Tom asked.
"Because walking is for er... poor people. Stillwater Avenue in Meadow Hills, and er... take your time." Niko replied, the last part directed to Naruto, who switched on the meter and pulled out into traffic.
"So Niko, this cab driver seems handsome too. You think we could use him for something tonight?"
Naruto's reaction was hidden well as he kept on driving, he was deadset on not reacting to this man's advances. How he did not recognize him from the club was in their favor, given he disliked the man.
"Eh, maybe. Why don't you ask him?" Niko shrugged, slipping his hands into his pockets.
Tom leaned forward and grabbed the divider to brace himself as the Cabbie turned onto Cisco Street East towards Outlook Park, he asked.
"So cutie, you doing anything when you drop us off?"
Naruto ignored him, turning onto Oneida Avenue. The only thing he was seeing in the side window was Niko reaching for Tom…
"Come on, no need to igno-urk!"
Tom's advances died with him gagging as he felt a small wire pull him back from around his throat, cutting off his windpipe as he tried grasping for the wire. Behind him, Niko was pulling tightly on the ends of the makeshift garotte he was using, pulling back hard, and jamming his knee into Tom's back.
"Sorry Tom, I'm afraid you're not my type. Brucie sends his regards."
Struggling to stay alive, Tom's face turned purple and then blue as he kept trying to breathe, Naruto just casually drove along as he did so. With a last gasp, Tom took his final conscious breath, passing out from lack of oxygen.
"Hey Niko, check his wallet, Brucie said he owes him money, yeah?" Naruto asked while still driving calmly.
Niko did so and pulled out the man's wallet, finding a crazy amount of cash.
"Shit, there must be like three grand in here."
"Keep it, but prepare, we got to finish it."
Taking out the cash stack and weighing it up, Niko then prepares as Naruto reaches under his seat and pulls out the pistol that had a silencer on.
"Here. Finish him off, and we can ditch the body." Naruto spoke coldly, his training coming to the fore. Niko nodded, took the gun, and aimed it directly at Tom's head laid against the seat, making sure nothing would splatter on the windows.
"This can get dirty, there will be blood everywhere."
"Just do it."
Naruto took the next route out of Hove Beach, just as they did, the sound of the silencer was an…
*Pew!*
While painful to the normal ear to hear, the job was done inside the stolen cabby with French Tom now having spent his last unearned money on the rose that fell to the car's dirty floor.
BOABO
Down an abandoned shipyard, a police unit happened to drive into an area where it responded to a call from dispatch, with two officers coming out of the cruiser when they spotted something.
"There it is."
The yellow minivan cabby was stolen from East Island City a couple of nights ago from the Broker-Dukes Expressway, with the same plates, meaning this was the one from the violent carjacking.
But then they saw something leaking from the trunk, that was blood.
"Call it in."
The police sergeant said to his partner as he began approaching the cabby's trunk, he pulled out his service weapon, pointing it at the trunk before he opened it wide:
What was found was the body of Tom Rivas laid there, with his eyes covered up, his hands, and legs tied up by duct tape, and the entire trunk covered in blood that belonged to him with remnants of his brains floating and pouring out from the back of his head where the fatal shot was.
The cop who found him, a veteran for several decades could only say the following.
"This doesn't even surprise me anymore."
Next day
Bohan
In a room, the radio went off with the noon news that was being spoken, not this time by Weazel News, but by one of its lesser known but more restraint rivals who just had one of its rising stars bringing in the news by radio
"Good Morning Liberty City, welcome to CNT News, I'm Emi Fukada, and here are more updates on the LCPD's finding of the body of Tom Rivas, also known as French Tom, a man connected to the drug gang the Spanish Lords, who was found murdered in the back of a stolen cab in BOABO yesterday."
"After a thorough investigation that was recently finalized, CNT News can confirm this was the same cab minivan that was carjacked from an East Island City Service Station several days ago- with the LCPD not denying a link. Mr Rivas was found tied up in the trunk area of the minivan having been shot in the head at Point Blank range."
"Mr. Rivas is the latest victim of a pattern of murders, along with his cousin Lyle Rivas and several Spanish Lords members also having been murdered in incidents weeks prior - with this possibly being linked to the current gang conflicts in Northwood and East Holland. We will keep you updated, this is Emi Fukada of CNT News."
Back to the regular radio, it was then when Naruto woke up from his sleep, half-naked he got up from the bed and began rubbing his eyes as he looked around, wondering where he was.
He was in Kurotsuchi's room, which was covered in her favorite colors, red and dark brown with rock-and-roll posters and rebellious attitude posters that were from her high school days, showing what kind of girl she was. Her sleeping form lay on the bed, her bed sheets covering the entirety of her body, they had just slept after he arrived late at night and decided to join her in bed after the job last night, just sleeping, nothing else, but that was just what Kurotsuchi wanted.
"Hmmm…"
Kurotsuchi groaned as she turned around, still sleepy she slowly opened her eyes and saw Naruto awake, but she was pretty tired and buried her head back into the pillow.
Smiling at the sleeping form caused Naruto to lean in and kiss her on the head, causing a hum to come from her, and a visible smile on her face to show she appreciated the gesture by her blond lover.
But then he got a text on his phone, seeing a text from Liz reading:
'Get over here, I got a party!'
Yes, you read that right, the next chapter is the Blow your cover/Buyer's Market mission! The first crossover mission of Niko and Johnny.
For those wondering, Emi the news woman is Emi from Naruto, the girl who was put into a genjutsu by Itachi to distract Jiraiya.
See you all next time and stay focused!