-1Chapter 12- Malibu in Tokyo

A/N: Hey check it out, an update! Lol. Sorry about the delay but life has been so hectic in past two years you have no idea.

"Dom, why are your clothes hanging out of your dresses?" Csaza asked, a little angry because he had just put all of his and her clothes away. When she didn't answer him he looked to Alex who was sitting on his bed with Seymour, who was resting his head on her knee.

"She's got a date with Omi," Alex answered. "They're going to some night club downtown."

"A night club?" Csaza asked with surprise. "Don't you have to be twenty-one to get in there?"

"This isn't America, Csaza. Things are a little different here," Dom said.

"Yeah, I know. Well, I was just going to let you know that Tom decided that you're going to be enrolled in the high school a few blocks from here. He said that Kohlson thinks it will be a good cover up if you go to the school since you'd still be in high school back home. You start on Monday, the end of the summer break and beginning of the fall term."

"You're kidding me," Dom asked.

"Nope. Tom just sent Dymetrio to get your uniform."

"Uniform?"

"Don't the girls here wear skirts?" Alex asked.

"Yep," Csaza said.

"Damn Kohlson. I could kill him for this! I don't wear skirts!"

"Dom, just go out and have fun with Omi tonight. You're going to have a lot of studying to do."

"Why?"

"These Japanese kids are really smart."

"Double damn."

"So what outfit are you looking for anyway?" Csaza asked.

"I don't know. I have no idea what to wear to a night club. What do you think?"

Csaza looked thoughtful for a moment then came up with, "Your black baggy jeans with the camouflage tank top."

"Or maybe this," Dymetrio said from the doorway. Everyone's eyes widened in shock.

"Where did you get THAT?" the other three asked.

"Found it in Tom's room. It might be Erika's."

Dymetrio was holding a sleeveless grey-blue, sun dress. I don't think that's Erika's." Alex said. "Where did you find that in their room?"

"Under Tom's bed."

"Oh, gross! Throw that away!"

"Hooker dress!" Alex yelled.

"Yeah, I don't think I would wear that." Dom said. "I'll just wear my black hipsters and your black cut off tank top."

"That's work." Csaza said.

She changed then followed everyone downstairs. "Where are you going?" Tom asked as Dom stood in the doorway to the kitchen.

"Out."

"Could you possibly be anymore vague?"

"Yeah, somewhere on earth."

"That works, I guess. You're pretty dressed up. Gotta date with that kid again?"

"Yeah."

"Where you going?"

"Out."

"I give up."

"Dom," a voice called from behind her. She jumped a little, but not enough for anyone to notice. It was Omi who was standing behind her. She could have fainted with how nice he looked. He was wearing a tight, black t-shirt that showed off who thin he was and every muscle his small frame possessed. His pants were black with grey seams. "You ready to go?"

"Uh, yeah…" Dom was interrupted by Tom.

"Where are you two going tonight?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

Not more overprotective guys, Omi thought to himself. "A new nightclub downtown."

Tom raised an eyebrow then looked to Dom. "Home by midnight."

Omi noticed Dom trying to hide behind her bangs. "Sounds fin," Omi answered. "You're ready?" he asked turning to her.

"Yeah, let's go." She grabbed Omi wrist and pulled him out of the kitchen. Passing by the living room door Dom called, "Later," to the others.

Tom followed, but stopped at the living room. "You want us to follow her?" Csaza asked.

"You and Alex," Tom nodded. "I don't trust that kid. I don't know why, but I don't."

"Why? He's a pretty nice guy," Alex said.

"Maybe. But don't you guys feel like there's something bad that will happen if she keeps hanging around him?"

"Kohlson?" Csaza asked.

"Not just Kohlson."

"Sorry about that. Tom's a jerk," Dom said embarrassed.

"Seems to me you juts have a lot of people that care about you," Omi said.

"Eh, maybe." Dom shrugged.

They stopped in front of a m oped. Omi sat down. "Hop on." Dom sat down behind him. "Hang on." She wrapped her arms around his stomach. Starting up the moped they headed off into down town Tokyo.

When they reached the club Omi parked the moped and both of them hopped off. "Dom, I'm sorry I kind of forced you to come with me tonight. Let's just try to have fun."

"Don't worry, Omi," Dom smiled. "It's cool. We'll have fun," she gave him another smile. She seemed happy to the world, but inside she wasn't as happy.

Go along, lieing by smiling.

Over and over the rain falls quietly.

Goodbye rapture, no more pain over and over.

"Csaza, should we be doing this?" Alex asked.

"Eh, well this guy is the enemy and we don't know if he has his group hidden here somewhere. We've only got two weeks to take all three groups out. I'll be damned if Dom gets stuck here alone."

"You're just making up excuses so you can keep an eye on Omi."

"Hey, but that was a damn good excuse!"

"if you think so," Alex leaned back on a beam in the rafters. "You're too overprotective, give the kid some room."

"Tom was right for once, though. I feel like something bad is gonna happened and its with this guy."

"Have a little faith, Csaza boy. Dom's not stupid, she won't get too attached. She knows how to handle herself."

"Still. Don't you feel weird? I mean, I've had this bad omen feeling form the day we got here and it's only gotten worse since that guy has been hanging around her."

"What is with you lately? Normally you don't have any worries about Doma nd now that she's going on a date you're tense and freaking out. Relax, we're in a club, have a little faith."

"Hmph, fine." Csaza leaned back against another rafter. It's been a while since he had gone out and he had fun with Dymetrio. Maybe he would take him out for dinner and then go out dancing, or he could kick Dom out of their room so t hey could cuddle up and watch a movie. Yeah, that sounded nice. Tom didn't like them cuddling in front of him so they kept it to the bedroom or in the living room when everyone was asleep. Out of seven people living in one house, there were only two people who didn't like him and Dymetrio being together; Tom and Dyllan.

Miraculously; Alex, Erika, and Dom supported them form the beginning. Not that they weren't hesitant at fist. None of them had been brought up around gay people until they met him. Now, one year later, they're all best friends.

"Ah, La. Da. Da. Za. Csa….da…za!" Alex made noises. Csaza looked to her. "Ya…dadada!"

"What's wrong?"

"A damn bright ass light!"

"WHat?" A bright light once again flashed into the rafters. "Ah! Da! Damn! Whoa whoa!"

"Dah!" Alex scrambled across the rafters so that she could catch Csaza before he fell into the crowd below. She managed to grab his ankle. With her other arm she clasped onto the rafter.

Csaza froze. Alex felt him stiffen. She peered down. Directly below Csaza's head was Omi's. "Did you hear something?" Dom asked turning around. Csaza pulled up into a sit-up.

"No," Omi siad. Dom directed her attention back to the guy Omi had been talking to. Not that she actually understood their conversation, it was in Japanese.

"Oh, crap!" Alex lurched forward trying to keep her grip on Csaza's anke. "Dahjah!" Csaza slipped from her grip and fell to the floor. When she noticed Omi start to turn around she yelled, "Hey, Omi," in the most boy-like voice that she could muster. Csaza took off into the crowd.

Alex met himat the opposite end of the room. Csaza stood up and looked down at her. She looked up at him. His auburn hair turned dark brown ,someone must have spilled their drink on him. Alex felt bad. She liked his hair.

Dom noticed someone standing at the counter watching her. Oh, God, not him, she thought. When the guy noticed that he had finally gotten her attention he began to move through the crowd towards her. She turned to duck and hide on the other side of Omi.

Omi noticed that something was making Dom feel a little uncomfortable. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him until she was touching his side. A guy Omi didn't recognize approached them.

"Uh, 'ello monsieur," he said with a fake French accent. "Mademoiselle."

"Hi," Omi siad, "can I help you?"

"Oi. I merely wished to speak with my old friend, mademoiselle Dominque."

Omi felt Dom twitch when the man asked to speak with her. He turned to Dom and whispered into her ear, "Do you want to talk to this guy."

"Might as well. He won't leave otherwise."

"Hmm." Omi nodded and stepped behind Dom.

"What do you want?" Dom snapped.

"I am insulted, madam. I merely wanted to inform you on what is currently being issued. But I can see you was here with a new boyfriend. Eh. May we discuss this somewhere private?"

"No. We can talk about this here. Omi won't mind. By the way, Debon, what in the hell are you doing in Japan? You're supposed to stay in Europe!"

"Yes, well, that was one of my points. Kohl son's getting angry. Its been half a month and you haven't taken out a single one of the three groups. And from the report Tom sent him you're having a fling with one of the boys from Weiss." Omi listened in more keenly after hearing his group mentioned. "Kohlson doesn't like it."

"So he sent you here to babysit me, is that it?"

"No, madam. He sent Malibu to help take out these groups. Oh, and Kohlson said you will be penalized for associating with the enemy. I must take my leave now. I bid you both adieu."

"Man, I hate that guy," Dom turned toface Omi. She almost ran away when she looked at him. He was angry.

"The enemy?" he asked. "I'm the enemy and you don't tell me? You're supposed to kill me, but you're on a date with me? What the hell is going on, Dom? I want to know now!"

Dom got scared and did the first thing that came to mind. She pulled her shoulders back and stood straight up. Looking him in the eye she tried to seem calm. Looking into his blue eyes that seemed like a storm was clouding in them broker her defense. So she did the next best thing, she ran.

Omi had followed her, but lost her somewhere in the group of dancing bodies. When she had gotten out of the door she was pulled to on e side and then slammed against a wall. "Ow!" she said, looking around her she saw all five members of Malibu.

"Where's the guy?" Debon asked.

"I don't know."

She felt a hand strike her cheek. She looked to her right. There stood the group leader and Kohlon's whore, Malevolent. "Where is he?"

"He's probably gone. After Debon opened his big mouth he took off," Dom spat. Another slap. Dom had had enough. She kicked to her side and nailed Malevolent in the stomach for the other four could jump on her Alex and Csaza were there.

The fight had begun. Alex was fighting against Jeani's card tricks and illusions. Csaza nad Dom double teamed against G. Reaser, the cyborg. Dom had been thrown and was out of the fight early. Csaza soon followed only he was knocked out cold. Alex eventually got Jeani down by using every star that she had on her person. "Kives beats paper," she said to the bleeding magician.

"Alex, take Csaza home. I'm going to find Omi and tell him to get out of here."

"How are you going to get hom?"

"I'll figure that out later! Go!"

"I'm goni' Uh, manual labor," she complained as she picked Csaza up and carrie dhim home.

Dom went back into the club and began to scan the crowd for Omi. It didn't take long before she had found him. "O…mi…" she said as she reached him. Karla was trying to curl up in his arms.

Omi stared at her, still angry. His face softened when he saw the new bruises and cuts on her face and arms. He just stared at her not saying a word waiting for her to speak. She didn't say anything, just stared at Karla. Her expression went from shock to anger. "Forget it. Enjoy your new girlfriend." Dom stormed away.

Omi nearly tossed Karla aside before she turned and said sternly, "Omi, if you leave I will spread the worst rumors about you"

"No one would believe you anyway," he jumped up knocking her to the floor. "You're such a bitch."

Karla looked shocked," Oh, you! You!"

"Shove it," with that Omi headed out of the club.