Does anyone like Rockk Howard?

I like him.

although this fic doesn't really count as love toward Rock howard.

lol jk. actually i don't really care about the guy. his dad's a waterfowl tho. pretty cool yeh?

Rock Howard was lost.

All the roads looked identical.

It didn't help that somebody took the liberty to deface every single street sign in the city sector.

The roads were equally defaced, or rather, disused. They were littered with potholes and oil slicks. The buildings bordering the streets weren't much better. Many had boarded up windows. All were covered in graffiti. Strange pharenpelia hung from the electrical wires.

Those had better be Halloween decorations...

Rock felt like there were a thousand eyes watching him as he flew down the streets. They were hostile stares. It was oppressing. It made him squirm in his seat. He didn't want to be here and he regretting coming.

Just when he thought things couldn't be any worse, it began pouring rain.

And Rock Howard was not dressed for the rain.

Gah!... even the weather is telling me to go home.

Rock Howard never came to this part of the city. This place made him nervous. It was territory controlled by his fath- no, "That Person's" gang. Rock had spent his entire life distancing himself from his lineage, and therefore, never spent any time in PortTown.

Which was why he was now lost.

Damn. It's cold!

The young man navigated carefully around debris in the street as he rode deeper and deeper into the slums of SouthTown. The rain was coming down in sheets all around him, soaking him down to the bone. He couldn't see much because of the droplets on his goggle lenses, and his tires weren't gripping the road well.

It was just a bad situation.

Dammit Terry… I swear, this guy had better be here...

He was here chasing a fluke.

Last night had found Rock Howard doing coursework on the couch while his adoptive father flipped through TV channels. He was halfway through cramming for calculus when Terry fell asleep, hand on remote. The television was blaring MTV.

Some unfortunate reporter had caught Iori Yagami in a supermarket checkout line and was attempting to interview him. The musician was having none of it, instead opting to advertise the benefits of only eating red meat.

"- and you'll never get sick. Why would you eat that evil green stuff? It's toxi-"

"Why haven't you released anything in the past six months? Are you planning a new album? Is the band doing alright? Aren't you afraid your ranking will fall?"

"Bitch! Don't interrupt me, I'll fucking eat your camera! Now. as I was saying, Pork chops are the best because-"

"Sir, Please! Tell us something!"

"No! Go fuck yourself! If you want a new album so bad then fucking replace that asshole, Dave. The idiot got some chick pregnant and moved to fucking Idaho. The hell am I gonna do without a backup guitar? I- …. I have the rewards card already … no, I'll pay cash…. Paper bag is okay, thanks."

Armed with this knowledge, Rock Howard snatched up his guitar and decided to try his luck.

He was an excellent bass player. In fact, he could replicate any song perfectly. A spot on the #3 top grossing band would rocket-start his career in the music industry. His friends all encouraged him to jump on the opportunity.

Terry hadn't.

"Rock, the guy is literally insane. I'm not even trying to insult him. Only crazy people can deal with crazy people. You don't wanna be there, trust me."

But Rock was adamant.

"Look, I can defend myself pretty well. You don't need to worry, ok? Ugh… don't you understand? This guy is my cash cow! He's my way to the top! You know where he lives right? You gotta tell me! Dad, c'mon. Please!"

It took a bit of effort, but Terry eventually relented and directed him to a flower shop on Knight Street. Rock had been so excited, he didn't realize it was in the middle of the city slums when he checked the maps.

And now, here he was. Shivering, soaking wet, and lost in the middle of gang territory.

Just great. Great.

whee.

Can we please get Yamazaki in here? This story needs some Yamazaki.

# SRS NOTES

- this is a short story. prob 3-4 chapters top.

- lol eat ur veggies if you dont wanna die early.