Disclaimer: I do not work for or own IGPX, Production I.G. or Cartoon Network. The following is a fanfic story.



Back at Satomi Headquarters, Amy, who was still holding Luca in her arms, was now standing outside of Miss Satomi's office, catching her breath. Her fast pace from the coffee shop district quickly became a run as she thought about the woman's voice that she heard.

'Are you lost, little girl?'

"Something about that voice….it just didn't didn't feel right. You heard it too, didn't you, Luca?"

The cat quietly meowed back at her.

"I'm just being silly, aren't I? I probably misunderstood her or m-maybe she was talking to someone el….."

Amy's attention quickly switched over to the other side of Miss Satomi's office door when she heard someone saying her name. She was about to knock, when the door slid open to reveal Mark and his crew, leaving. In back of them, she saw Miss Satomi. Andrei, Jesse and Johnny. They all looked back at Amy, with a look of surprise on all their faces.

"A-Amy," Jesse stuttered, " Um, Hi."

Amy greeted everyone with a smile.

"W-what are you doing here?," Miss Satomi asked, as if she was caught doing something bad.

"Luca and I were walking home when…"

Amy trailed off when she remembered why she was even at Satomi Headquarters to begin with.

"You OK?" Jesse asked, interrupting her thoughts.

Amy nodded and smiled.

"We were just talking about you," Mark said.

"Yes, I heard," Amy responded.

"You heard?"

"Well, just my name being mentioned."

Amy could've sworn she heard all of them sighing, as if they were relieved. Miss Satomi, however, looked down at the floor, lost in thought. Andrei glanced over at her.


"Andrei, should we just tell her now?" she asked him.

"Tell me what?" Amy asked.

Andrei sighed.

"Your call, Michiru," he said.

Miss Satomi thought for a minute.

"Guys, I'm going to need a moment alone with Amy."

Everyone nodded their heads and were heading out the door, when Johnny stopped next to Amy.

"No matter what, I know you guys can do it," he whispered to her.

Amy didn't know what he was exactly talking about, but she thanked him anyway, as he patted Luca on the head and left with the others.

When the office was cleared, Miss Satomi motioned for Amy to take a seat on the couch.

"Is everything OK?" Amy asked, though she knew it wasn't.

"Well, something came up that's going to require some extra effort from the team."

"Like what?"

Miss Satomi sighed.

"You've heard of High Wire, right?"

"Only that they might sponsor us."

Miss Satomi sighed again as she looked over at Luca, who was now sitting on top of her office window counter, napping.

"Sponsor us…right," she thought to herself.

"They decided not to?" Amy asked, sounding a little disappointed.

"Amy, that wasn't the plan at all."

"What do you mean?"

"They...they have their own team."

"Own team? I thought…"

"We all did," Miss Satomi interrupted, " But, I'm the one who jumped the gun and assumed that they wanted to be a part of the team…not against."

Amy glanced over at Luca, who was awake again and watching a firefly outside the window.

"I know it's bad news, but it could be worse. At least we're not loosing a sponsor," Amy said, sounding cheerful.

Miss Satomi walked back to her desk and leaned against it.

"Actually, Amy, it may get worse."


"I thought Team White Snow was our biggest challenge yet," Mark said to everyone as they were walking down the corridor.

"Hell, it may even be another learning experience," Andrei said, " But, that doesn't mean that I'm not pissed at the situation."

"It's still not fair though," Jesse said, sounding a little hurt, "Are the officials bored with how the races are going? And how come they instantly qualify to go straight to the IG-1 if they beat us?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure we'll get more info as time goes on," Andrei answered.

Frowning, Jesse looked down.

"I can't help, but get the feeling that Miss Satomi didn't tell us everything."

Everyone looked at her, surprised.

"Why would she not tell us everything?"

"I don't know…to protect us…to not make us more worried. I just feel that she didn't tell us everything. That's all," Jesse said, still looking unhappy.

Everyone was quiet for awhile, until Johnny broke the silence.

"I should get going. I'm sure my mom is getting our dinner ready."

"We're sorry, Johnny. This day didn't go quite as planned," Jesse said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Not your fault guys. I still had a good time and I know your all going to beat that dumb team, High Wire," Johnny responded, with a big smile on his face.

Everyone smiled at him, except for Andrei, who appeared to be lost in thought.


"Excuse us?" Takeshi asked, as Kuya continued to stare down at them.

"I think you, children, heard me," he replied.

"CHILDREN?!" Liz shouted, " Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"Hmm, I do recall telling you my name earlier. What's the matter? Were your tiny little brains unable to store it in your memory?"

"WHAT?!" Liz shouted.

Her face was getting red as her anger mounted.

Takeshi himself was getting upset, but this whole situation was getting weirder by the minute.

"What the heck is going on here? Have we met before or something?" Takeshi asked, trying to stay calm.

"No, no. We never met before, but I certainly know all about you and the rest of your team."

"OK, then tell us why you're acting like...like…"

"A complete ass!" Liz chimed in, still glaring up at Kuya.

Kuya stared back at Liz, with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what Takeshi sees in you, Liz Ricardo. You are quite…hmm, what's the correct term for you...ahh, you are quite… bitchy."

Liz was speechless while Takeshi's face was getting red. He stood up and pushed Kuya as hard as he could, causing him to fall on his back. Kuya quickly rebounded and instantly got up.

Face to face now, Kuya stared down at Takeshi, but Takeshi didn't let him get to him.

"And you, kid, you still feel a little unsure about yourself, don't you?" Kuya asked Takeshi with a smirk on his face.

"Not that it's any of your damn business, but, no, I don't."

"Meh, if you say so."

Kuya backed off of Takeshi and was turning around to face Liz again, when he saw nothing, but a fist in front of him. Next thing he knew, he was falling on his back again.

Liz looked down at him, rubbing the hand she just punched him with. Takeshi looked back at her and couldn't help but smile at her.

"Not so tough down there, huh?" Liz asked Kuya.

Kuya rubbed the left part of his face, still glaring up at her.

"That's it Miss Ricardo. Play dirty. Hit me when I wasn't prepared and my back was turned. Thought your so-called team manager taught you better than that."

"What do you know about…"

"My, how easily we forget. I did say that I know all about you and the rest of the team. Maybe you should talk to the lovely, Michiru."

"You leave her alone!"

"I have nothing against her. I merely suggested that you talk to her."

"Why the hell should we do what you say?"

"Because we will meet again...very soon, I might add," Kuya responded, as he was getting up and rubbing the dirt off his pant leg.

"Meet where and why?" Liz asked, sounding more irritated by the minute.

Kuya looked back at her and was inching his way towards her when Takeshi stepped in between the two.

"You're not getting any closer to her," Takeshi said, coldly.

"I don't want to anyway, kid."

A few seconds later, the limo that dropped Liz and Takeshi off earlier, was heading up the path. The dinner date was finally over.

"Ah, your chariot awaits you."

"We're not leaving until you tell us what the hell is going on," Takeshi said.

Kuya smile became a frown.

"Talk to your precious, Michiru. We will meet again, kiddies, but, next time, it will be on the race track."

Liz and Takeshi looked at each other.

"Race track?"

"Yes, race track. You know that long track where you race…"

"WE KNOW WHAT IT IS!!" Liz shouted.

Their attention went back to the limo, as the driver stepped out of the car, and politely asked if they were ready.

"Uhh, no, actually, we still need to clear up a few..." Takeshi trailed off as he turned back towards Kuya's direction, but was surprised when Kuya wasn't there.

Liz started looking around, but there was no sign of him anywhere.

"W-where did he go?" she asked Takeshi.

"Your guess is as good as mines," he responded.

"How the hell did he disappear like that?" Liz thought to herself.

The limo driver was opening the back door to let Takeshi and Liz in, when he spotted something on the floor.

"Excuse me, sir, but, I think you dropped something."

Takeshi looked down and saw what looked like a business card. He picked it up and read the inscription.

"Hope you enjoyed your dinner, courtesy of HIGH WIRE. See on the track."

Liz looked at the card and was more confused than ever.

"High Wire? The company that's going to sponsor us?"

Takeshi read and re-read the inscription. He turned towards Liz.

"Maybe we should talk to Miss Satomi," he said.

Liz nodded.

Takeshi turned back towards the limo driver.

"Will it be ok if you can drop us off at Satomi Headquarters?"

The limo driver smiled and nodded. Takeshi took Liz's hand as they walked back to the limo.

"Liz, I'm real sorry about tonight. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Liz smiled at him.

"It's fine. Let's see what she has to say and we'll take it from there."

"That was one heck of a punch you gave him. Impressive."

Liz blushed.

"Yeah, well, he had it coming. And listen, thank you for standing up for me."

Takeshi blushed too.

"Anything for my girl," he replied, smiling.

Liz blushed even more and looked out the limo window, pretending she didn't hear him.

"Satomi Headquarters, sir?" the driver asked.

"Yes, please and Thank You, Takeshi answered.

"We're gonna get to the bottom of this," he thought to himself, as the limo pulled out of the path and back out onto the street, heading towards the headquarters.


I know I know, VERY LONG DELAY, and i apologize. I'll try to get chapter 8 up soon!