An Interesting Order (BH6 FanFic)

Chapter Six - This Is Getting Out of Hand Now...

Chapter Six - This Is Getting Out of Hand Now...

AN // Wow! 200+ reads and 30+ votes on here? Thank you all, really. I'm sorry if I made you sad in the last chapter... What's a book without feels?

Oh and majority of this chapter is in Hiro's POV. Just wanted to let you know ahead of time...

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Getting together in a car is an intimate moment. Okay, okay I don't mean it like THAT, but you know there's like five other people in the car and three of them are guys. Sometimes estrogen levels skyrocket and break the roof, and that happens. Oh, no, it's not what you're thinking! Nothing happened. Just the guy chasing us.

He was jumping from box to box with a box in the air. What, I don't want to call the giant metal cargo boxes "crates". "Crate" is connotated to me as a wooden box. Why am I even talking about this?

I really do wish that he could just take off his mask and reveal his identity. What's so hard with that? And why was he chasing Hiro all of the sudden? We'll probably never know, unless we provoke that masked man. You know, fist-to-fist fighting, karate, all that good stuff. We gotta be ninja-

"Ow!" I yelp as we zoomed over a speed bump. My head hit the top of the car. That's a painful experience if you hadn't known already. Being tall had its downs, but I really don't give crap about it. I'm a giraffe at this height.

The car nearly tips over to the side as we make a ninety degree turn around a small fish market. Why have the fishermen not have seen a floating box in the sky, moving, to try to kill six, err, five of the city's innocent victims? Are they actually fishing or are they drinking some beer and smoking their hearts out in the early morning? Ugh. Men.

What I am currently thinking of now in the midst of this chaos is, 'Hmm. What is this masked guy's name? Kabuki Man, Microman, what?'.

"I don't see the guy anymore!" Fred calls as he looks out the rear window.

It hits me. The masked man's name. I stare at my feet, my mouth hanging. "Hi-His name is... Yokai?" I mutter.

"Hm?" asks Fred. "The masked man's name is Yokai..." I said.

"Oh, oh, that means like a supernatural occurance or um, like those monsters in Japanese folklore!" He exclaims. His enthusiasm for stories and comics never seems to run out. Only if I had that much as he did for making coffee. *sigh*

"It could be that he just hid somewhere, you know." Hiro states. Hiro is more into factual things, even though his imagination is vast. Contradicting much?

There's a thud that sounded like it was on the front. The car span uncontrollably, and I felt like I was going to vomit on someone. The masked man, Yokai, had his army of microbots behind him, and he was only about a meter away from us. The car drove forward so suddenly, and Wasabi hit Yokai. Oh no. I didn't think he would do that.

I didn't see Yokai for a few moments, and realized that he was on the rear side of the car, so Wasabi ran over him that way. But the man somehow just made his forearm parallel to the trunk of the car and made a shield looking think.

This is definetely not good. I thought Yokai's end would come soon.

GoGo shifted the gear to go forward, and pushed the pedal at the same time. For someone her height, that was quite the challenge. But her seatbelt was unbuckled. Let's not forget that.

We drove into a bunch of... Crates? It had pineapples or bananas. But it smeared all over the window, so while changing gears and pushing the pedal, GoGo also turned on the windshield wipers on. Flexible. Very flexible.