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Chapter 3 and the last one at that. I hope you enjoy!

Night has fallen on the streets of Tokyo, plummeting the majority of the people into darkness. This is the perfect time to slowly drive through the streets, looking for a specific car. And to exact some revenge.

Or so Bryan claims. Garland wouldn't know. He has never done anything like this before, so it's all new to him.

Narrowing his stunning blue eyes in concentration, Garland peers out into the darkness. He eyes a row of cars out the front of a shady little bar and immediately spots his target. "There it is," he tells Bryan behind the wheel, pointing through his open window.

"Are you sure?" Bryan asks as he leans over to get a better look at the vehicle, his eyes also narrowing.

"Yes, definitely," Garland nods and points to the passenger door, more specifically, the large dent with peel paint on the door. "See the scratch on the passenger side door? I did that."

Bryan's lips twitches into a smirk. "You did that?"

"Well," Garland stutters as a blush appears on his cheeks before he frowns and looks defiant. "He deserved it. He did force me into a kiss after all."

A loud growl emanates from Bryan's throat and he grips the steering wheel tighter. "He was extremely lucky I wasn't there," he snarls as he maneuvers the car, parking it near their target car.

Garland sits patiently in his seat, keeping an eye on the bar door, watching to see if Steve should stumble out soon. "So, what are we doing?"

"I'll take care of the car," Bryan says as he reaches into the back seat, pulling out a black sports bag to hide the CD player in and slipping on some black leather gloves. "You stand near the car and tell me if anyone is coming."

"Ok," Garland nods. "But what do I do if someone is coming?"

"Warn me and I'll back off," Bryan says as he turns his piercing green eyes towards him, a smirk on his lips. "Tell me especially if it's Steve. I'd like to have a talk to him."

Garland can't help but smile at that. "I'm sure you would."

Bryan continues to smirk as he lifts his hand, places it behind Garland's head and then leans forward to press their lips together. Garland sighs as he also leans forward, allowing Bryan's hand to trail down to his neck and then slipping an arm around his shoulders to pull him closer and deeper into the kiss.

After drawing out one long and lingering caress, Bryan pulls back and than opens his door. "Let's go."

"Right," Garland shakes his head to clear it from the passion-filled haze clouding his mind and opens his door as well. "How long should you be? The car might be locked."

"Oh, about 2 minutes," Bryan replies slyly.

Garland rolls his eyes upwards but nods as they both step out of the car and into the chilling night air. Bryan hands Garland the bag to hold onto as they silently make their way over to the car. Bryan wastes no time heading for the driver's side door and begin picking at the lock. Garland lingers near the back, trying his best to keep an eye on the bar and on Bryan's progress.

He only hopes that this car doesn't have an alarm. That would definitely hinder things for them.

Seconds seem like hours as Garland keeps a look out, nervously biting his bottom lip, his heart pounding in his chest. It's a little nerve wracking for him. He doesn't know how Bryan can do this kind of thing night after night. Although nervous, he must admit that this is kinda exciting.

However, he would never admit that to Bryan. He would never hear the end of it.

After a few intense moments he hears a click and a small 'yes' as Bryan picks the lock and opens the door. A split second later he's in and after a few taps and clicks, he's back out in a flash, CD player in hand.

With a satisfied and mischievous look on his face, Bryan slams the door shut, quickly makes his way over to Garland, shoving the CD player in the bag and then grabs Garland's hand in his as they jog back towards their car.

"That was quick," Garland comments as they reach their car.

"Yeah," Bryan agrees as he opens the boot to place away their stolen merchandise. "It was easy, considering that this is my first time stealing a CD player."

Garland is about to comment that this is his first time stealing anything when Bryan suddenly holds up his hand to silence him. He presses his lips together, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Someone's coming," Bryan whispers before suddenly slamming the boot shut, taking Garland's hand in his and heading towards the front of the car. However, instead of climbing in, he pushes Garland up against the bonnet, making him sit on it and presses their lips together in a passionate kiss.

The kiss startles Garland greatly, but he soon closes his eyes and leans into the kiss, clinging tightly onto Bryan when he hears approaching footsteps. He peers out through one eye and immediately relaxes slightly when he sees a man about 30-odd looking at them with confusion, a bottle of some sort of alcohol in his hand.

After staring for a while, he shakes his head and waves at them, a drunk smile on his face.

"Party on, fellas!" the drunk calls out, raising a beer bottle as a toast in their direction before taking a swig and stumbling away.

Garland breaks the kiss and glances over his shoulder. "He's gone," he says, pushing at Bryan's shoulder, silently telling him that he can let go now.

However, Bryan doesn't. Instead, he slips in between his legs and breathes into his ear. "It's thrilling, isn't it?"

Garland shivers at the blatant passion in Bryan's voice and finds himself licking his lips in anticipation. "I would be lying if I said no."

Bryan lays Garland down on the hood of their car and slips on top of him, pressing their lips firmly together. Blushing darkly, Garland moans deep within his throat when he feels Bryan grind their hips together.

"Bryan," Garland gasps, breaking the kiss by turning his head to the side. "We need to get that CD player back into Ray's car."

Smirking, Bryan leans forward and presses their lips together briefly, still grinding their hips together. "We'll finish this later."

Numbly, Garland nods and swallows the disappointment bubbling his chest and allows Bryan to pull him into a sitting position and then off the car completely. He presses another quick kiss to his lips before stepping back and both of them climbing into the car.

"Now to find Ray's car," Bryan mutters as he starts the engine.

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With a wince, Garland slowly lowers himself into the soft, comfy couch in Kai's living room. His hips are killing him. After returning the CD player where it belongs, Bryan kept his promised and finished what he started in the pub car park.

He fulfilled his promise several times over, the horny jackass.

Kai raises an eyebrow at him in concern. "Long night?" he asks with a hint of a smile as he takes a seat on the coach opposite the martial artist.

"You could say that," Garland replies, glaring bitterly as Bryan volts over the back of the chair and takes a seat next to him, a smug grin on his face.

Suddenly the door the Kai's apartment flies open and a certain blonde hair Spaniard appears, a hint of excitement and disbelief in his expression. "Hey, you guys aren't going to believe this."

Kai immediately climbs to his feet and walks over to his boyfriend, wondering what on earth could have possibly gotten him this excited. "What's wrong?"

"Ray got into his car this morning and someone has returned his CD player!" Miguel tells them.

"What?" Kai's eyes immediately widen as he places his hands on his chest, staring up into his eyes. "You're not serious?"

"He told me himself," Miguel replies as he places his hands on Kai's shoulders, a smile on his lips. "He almost couldn't believe it himself."

On the couch, Garland and Bryan share a smug, knowing look. They then climb to their feet and head towards the door. "We're going for a walk," they announce before disappearing from sight.

Miguel and Kai blink at their sudden departure. Then a look of realization flickers into Kai's eyes. "I see," he says.

"What?" Miguel questions his boyfriend, still keeping a gentle grip on his shoulders.

"That's where Bryan was last night," Kai muses with a shake of his head and a small smile. "He was out getting Ray's CD player back."

"Oh," Miguel replies. "I guess Bryan's illegal ways can come in handy after all."

"Shh," Kai hushes, placing a finger to his lips. "We don't want Bryan to hear you say that."

"We wouldn't want that," Miguel laughs softly for a moment before dropping his arms from Kai's shoulders to wrap around his waist instead. He leans forward to gently kiss his lips.

With his arm around Garland's shoulder, Bryan leans forward and places a quick kiss to his forehead. "We make a good team, don't we?" he teases.

Garland swats at him. "Don't get your hopes up. That was my first and last attempt at stealing anything."

"We'll see," Bryan continues to tease.

Despite the frown on his lips, a hint of amusement is shimmering in Garland's eyes. He opens his mouth to reply, but pauses as he looks forward. Suddenly, a smirk appears on his lips. "Wait here for a second," he says as he pulls himself out of Bryan's arms and walks over to the tall teen near his dinted car.

"Hey, Steve," he says. "How's your new, top-of-the-range CD player?"

Steve glares at him with hate in his eyes. "Some low-life stole it," he hisses his reply.

"Isn't that ironic," Garland says. "A thief stole from a thief. I guess it's true what they say. What goes around comes around."

"It was you, wasn't it?" Steve narrows his eyes even more.

"Oh please, I've never stolen a thing in my life," Garland is quick to reply. He then turns on his heel and begins walking away, but pauses a few steps away to glare at Steve over his shoulder. "Although, I would do just about anything for a friend."

"What are you talking about?" Steve demands as he takes a few steps forward and snares Garland painfully by the arm, turning him around abruptly. "I'm talking to you," he hisses when suddenly a hand lands on his shoulder, gripping it painfully. He glances over his shoulder to find Bryan standing behind him, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"I suggest you let go of him," Bryan hisses into his ear. "If you have a problem, then why don't you talk to the real master thief here?"

Steve drops his grip on Garland's arm to whip around and face him. "You stole it?"

"And you stole it from Ray."

"I would never steal from him," Steve states, finding the accusation repulsive.

"Is that so?" Bryan snarls, taking a step forward to intimidate him with his powerful aura and sharp, piercing glare. "Why don't you go check out Ray's car? You might find it familiar."

Steve subconsciously takes a step back, recoiling from the venomous glare. He looks to his side to find Garland rubbing his arm, but with a smug look on his face. "You told him?" he hisses at him.

Bryan grabs Steve by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to look at him again. "Of course he did," he says, a smirk appearing on his lips. "After all, I am his overprotective and murderous boyfriend."

Speechless, all Steve can do it swallow thickly.

"Well, I guess that teaches you that you better be more careful who you brag to next time," 

Garland comments as he places his hand on Bryan's arm, silently telling him to drop Steve. Bryan hesitates, but does what he's told, dropping the football player like a ton of bricks.

"In fact, never speak to Garland again," Bryan snarls at him as he places a secure arm around Garland's waist, holding him tightly against his side. "If you do, I know what you're car looks like. I just might take it for a joy ride. And a little warning, I'm not the safest driver in the world."

With those words, Bryan sends Steve another glare before turning around and taking Garland with him.

"That should teach him," Garland says as he sinks against Bryan's side, resting his head on his shoulder.

"It better" Bryan mutters. "Because next time I won't be so forgiving."

Tada! Another ficcy all over and done with.

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