Damned American

The pink haired man stalked the other vocalist into the men’s restroom as if nothing was going on. His eyes never leaving the ’target’, one pink stuffy rabbit. A part of him felt bad about abducting his best friend’s, and idol’s, most prized possession, but it just has to be done.

“Hello Sakuma-san,” Shuichi called out to the only other occupant of the restroom.

Jolting with a start, Ryuichi gasped at the voice coming from behind his ear. Turning around, the Nittle Grasper vocalist hesitantly asks, “What’s up Shu-chan?” Why hesitantly you may ask? Well, even Sakuma Ryuichi has heard the rumors of the new and improved Shuichi.

“Oh, probably the same thing you are, Sakuma-san,” the boy answers sweetly, complete with the faked honest smile. ‘Come to me, said the spider to the fly,’ the alter ego wisps inside Shuichi’s head, laughing at the up coming game.

“TeeHee, well I guess you would be,” Ryuichi replies, unhitching a nervous giggle.

Walking into a stall, as to not arouse suspicion, Shindou asks, “So, how’s Nittle Grasper’s sales? I hear they’re pretty high.”

“Yeah, they are, but Bad Luck’s catching up quickly,” Ryuichi says from his occupied stall.

“You know, we should do another duet together. We sound really good when we sing,” Shuichi told the other, trying to bide his time for the right moment.

Trying desperately to remain quiet, Shuichi steps onto the white toilet bowl while peering over to the next stall. Stuffing a chuckle at the scene…one world famous Sakuma Ryuichi making a hysterical ‘poop’ face. ‘This is no time to play! Get the goods,’ he scolded himself.

The goods being the pink bunny, Mr. Kumagoru. Purple sparkling eyes hone in on the prize. There on the floor next to the singer is the rabbit.

Climbing down from his perch, flushing the toilet to remain in his roll, Shuichi reaches under the metal divider and snatches the bunny while replacing it with a ‘fake’ store bought Kuma. It would only take a few minutes for Ryuichi to realize that it was a fake, but it would be just enough for the other make a get away.

Opening the door, stepping into the main washroom, Shuichi calls out, “I gotta go Sakuma-san, Mr. Sakano’s probably had twelve heart attacks by now from my absence. Just lemme me know if you wanna sing together again.”

Washing his hands, Shuichi bolts for the door, not waiting for Ryu’s reply. ‘You’re so sly, Shindou-sama,’ the voice caresses every spot within the host, ‘the absolute best.’

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Meanwhile, in another section of the NG our other two heroes were walking a thin line! Hiroshi and Fujisaki were trying to bypass Touma’s security settings on his PC. This wouldn’t be that much of problem, except that Seguchi was on his way down the hall as the two argued!

“Suguru! Hurry up, he’s gonna be here any minute!” Hiro scrambled around trying to find a place to hide if need be.

“Will you just JUST THE HELL UP! I am trying damn it all, he changed the pass word! What did Shuichi say it was before, maybe I am typing the wrong one in?” the young keyboardist worried.

“Ummm, it was ‘ViperMagnolia’ his car and favorite flower,” Hiro supplied. “Shit, we’ve got like three minutes before he gets here. OH, I have an idea!” Grabbing for his cell phone, dialing Shuichi’s number, “Rose Warrior come in Rose Warrior!”

“Red? What’s up, what’s the problem?” the ‘Rose Warrior’ came back.

“We need a diversion, Seguchi’s changed his pass word and he’s circling his office. Can you help us out?”

“Yeah, I will be right there. Over.”

“I GOT IT!” the loud screech from Suguru scared Hiro, nearly toppling over for the second time that day. “That bastard, he thinks he’s sly, well kiss off cause I WIN!”

“You’re in? Quickly send the email!”

“Already done,” pushing the ‘send’ button on the email tool bar, logging off, he turns smirking to his partner in crime, “let’s get out of here.”

The duo open the door slowly, peaking around for anyone about, seeing only Shuichi practically dragging Touma from his office hall they made a mad dash for their lives!

Once they were far enough away the pair slowed to a leisurely walk. “So what did he change it to anyways?” Hiro wondered.

“SleeplessBeauty,” Fujisaki told him, “You’d think the evil genius would have had a better password. Guess not, oh well not our problem. Now all we do is sit back and wait….”

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The brunette haired man held the letter in shaking hands, as he tried to read the blurring letters.

Sakuma-san

We have the bunny, your mission is to break into Ukai Noriko’s house and confiscate one white thong panty. You have 24 hours to deliver the requested goods or the rabbit gets it.

When you have acquired the item, drop it off at Northern Wing of the NG building. Come alone and don’t speak with anyone on this matter.

Sincerely,
The Bunny Nappers


“OH, my POOR KUMA!!!! What are they doing to you!?” the cHibified Ryuichi cried, holding onto the picture given to him by the ’bunny nappers’.

His poor bunny was hog tied with a very familiar gun propped against his little, gagged and blindfolded head. The man made his way towards the destination given, the whole way tears lined his reddened cheeks.

It wasn’t in his nature to break in and steal things from friends, but this is the life of his BEST friend they were talking about. No amounts of jail time would be enough to scare away the singer. So, he did what was asked of him. He broke into Noriko’s house and stole the ’nasty’ panties for the bad people.

Making his way down the long NG hallways to the spot where’d he deliver the….underwear, Ryuichi was fuming. He still wasn’t completely sure who it was that stole his buddy, but the gun in the photo was VERY familiar not to mention exceptionally convincing as to who committed the horrendously despicable deed.

Entering the specified room, Ryuichi opened the silver and black box that was on the table labeled with his name on it. ‘This must be where I put Noriko’s underpants,’ the singer thought to himself.

His long finger ran across the top of the lid, idly wondering if it was booby trapped. If it were who he thought it was there was a strong possibility that it may be.

Shrugging off the unease he felt, Ryuichi open the top slowly reminding himself that no risk was too great to save his friend!

When nothing happened, the brunette let a loud breath out, and quickly put the undies into the box. “Now what?” Sakuma asked the walls. ‘I gave them what they want, now where’s Kuma?

Before he could voice his own set of demands on the return of Kuma safely, a booming voice sounded somewhere behind him. “KUMAGORU BEAM ATTACK!”

Baffled at the direction of the shout, he turned in hopes of seeing the perpetrators. Alas, ladies and gentle folk, all he got was a face full of a flying pink bunny!

“KUMA!” he screamed, hugging the life from the rabbit, “Are you okay?! What did they do to you!” The frantic man just kept rambling on and on and on, never once giving the other a chance tell him that he was just fine.

“I am so glad you’re back, I missed you so badly Kuma! I was so worried, I thought I’d never see you again! I am such a bad friend…I LET THOSE BAD PEOPLE TAKE YOU!!!!” he cried, turning the pink fluff all over to check for injuries all the while making his little tummy quite upset! “Hey what’s this?”

It was another letter from the bunny nappers! Opening it carefully it read:

Sakuma-san,

Thank you for your help, it was greatly appreciated. Our mission’s a success with the goods you have so kindly acquired for our cause.

Thanks,
Bunny Nappers.

“They make it sound like it was no big deal! NO BIG DEAL….they BUNNY NAPPED my best friend!”