Alpha: Okay my names Alpha I've written a few other fanfics. But this is by far my favorite show and I hope I do it justice!

Seto: Shut up! Nobody cares.

Alpha: -punches- Don't be an ass!

Seto: Bitch!

I looked down when I heard the crunching of grass under the branch I was sitting on. Truthfully I had dozed off and now I've probably got leaves and shit in my hair. Damnit, that's going to take forever to get out. Anyways back to the subject at hand, there was a young boy perhaps my age sitting at the base of the tree. His back was leaning against the trunk and his eyes were closed with his eyebrows knitted together. He seemed completely oblivious to me so I took that moment to get a better look at him.

His hair was large and a dark brown. He looked thin under his large white shirt, brown button down over shirt, and baggy jeans. His skin was a mocha and unblemished though slightly wrinkled from what seemed to be a permanent scowl. He was different than what I normally saw. Not to be rude or anything, but this is basically a rich, I'm better than everyone else cause I've got money up the ass, white community. I myself am half Japanese and half white.

I guess in my rambling thoughts I lost focus and in turn lost my balance causing myself to fall off the limb I was on and onto the ground. I let out "Oof!" when my sketch book and black messenger bag landed on my back. I opened my eyes that had been closed in pain and saw a pair of sneakers about two inches in front of my face. I followed a path up the leg and to the face of the owner of before mentioned sneakers. I was shocked to see a pair of glaring dark melted chocolate brown eyes boring into mine. "Uh … supness?"

He just looked at me before raising an eyebrow, "Are you alright?" His voice was light tenor.

Jumping up quickly I rubbed the back of my head in embarrassment with a nervous chuckle. "Oh yeah I'm fine. This is actually a normal occurrence," I said thrusting my thumb over my shoulder towards the tree and fallen sketch book. "I think the tree has it out for me." I glared over my shoulder before turning and staring the tree down. "It's jealous of my Asianess." I then kicked the tree but quickly retracted my foot and hopped around on one foot. "Mother fucker! Damn tree's a ninja!" I tripped over my messenger bag and fell on my back.

The boy looked at me for a moment before going back to his seat at the base of the tree and ignoring me. I was fine with that and just stared up at the sky through the tree branches. "Are you going to get up?" He asked looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Nah," I said and cradled my head with my hands. "The name's Jack by the way." I didn't ask him for his. He'd tell me if he felt the need. I then raised my head a little and tried to hook the strap of my bag with my foot.

/Huey's P.O.V/

That girl was odd. She wore grey tank top and baggy torn olive green cargo pants. Her skin was a dark tan that spoke of Asian descent but her ice blue eyes said different. It would be easier to tell if I knew her real hair color but it was dyed a dark blue. She, Jack she said her name was, just continued to try and bring her bag over to her by the strap with her foot. She stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth in concentration. When she finally got her ,that I now just noticed, bare foot in the strap she gave a silent cry of joy only to growl in anger when it slipped off when she attempted to pull it towards her.

She was amusing to say the least. Every emotion and thought process went across her face expressively. She didn't ask for my name and I wasn't sure if she was just rudely trying to say 'I don't give a damn' or if she was being polite and letting me decide whether I wanted to divulge the information. Either way as expressive as she was, she was still very confusing. I then saw her finally flop back down in defeat a pout on her lips and arms crossed glaring at the tree as if it was its fault. "Fucking tree," I heard her mutter and couldn't help the small, barely visible smirk that crossed my lips. She was a definite child but not in an immature way.

With a sigh she braced her hands beside her head elbows pointed up and brought her knees to her chest. Using the momentum from bring her knees up she lent her weight back onto her hands and then threw her weight forward, pushing up with her arms. She landed gracefully on her feet and sighed again seemingly displeased. I however was surprised and slightly impressed. "I hate effort." She then took the one step to her bag and some sort of book and knelt down picking them up.

Delicately she picked up the now apparent sketch book and softly brushed away any dirt or grass that stuck to the pages. "So to risk being completely unoriginal and stating the obvious, you're new." I gave a silent nod in reply wondering why she was once again speaking to me. "Then I should warn you." That got my attention. Was she threatening me? "If you see a crazy ass blonde guy with blue eyes and a pony tail, walk away." She smiled and rubbed the back of her head again. I guess it's a nervous habit of hers. "His name is Seto; he's an idiot, a perv, and a drunk. If he tries to talk to you just kick him in the balls and walk away."

She started to walk away and I called out to her, "How do you know so much about him?" I mean the drunk and perv parts had me a bit concerned for her safety.

She smirked over her shoulder and called back, "He's my older brother, but don't worry I know how to handle him. Just hand him another beer and a porno magazine. Bye Mr. mysterious guy with the really pretty eyes!" she waved and walked off throwing her bag over her shoulder and putting on a black and grey messenger boy hat.

"Huey," I said but knew she didn't hear me. Interesting girl but I'm still not sure whether she can be trusted. Maybe moving here isn't so bad. What the hell am I talking about? Of course it is.

/Jack's P.O.V/

I walked down the hill towards the town smirking. I liked this new guy. He was cool. I stopped for a second to pull out my platform black flip flops out of my bag and put them on before reaching town. Hot sidewalk and bare feet do not mix … at all. Trust me I know. I Ignored everyone around me and walked straight to the 'bad part of town'. It really isn't bad; it's where you buy liquor and were the only strip club was located. That just happened to be my destination. Seto owned the 'House of Cheeks' and I went there daily to see him. I was in charge of his finances. I kept the records and made sure none of the hoes took any of his money. Walking through the doors I didn't notice two pairs of eyes on me.

/3rd person's P.O.V/

"Granddad did that girl just walk into the hoe's house?" a young boy asked an older man next to him. His skin was mocha and the older man's was a few shades lighter. He had dark brown cornrows and a large white wife beater and overly baggy jeans. His eyes were a mahogany brown and the voice was whiny but not in an annoying way.

The older man just stared and shook his head. "I can't believe a little baby like that going in that kind of place." His hair was thinning and a snowy white. Like the young boy next to him his eyes were brown but much lighter from age. He wore a green sweater and khaki slacks. He wacked the boy with his canes yelling, "Now c'mon boy, we have to go shopping. I need my orange juice!"

"Ow!"

/Jack's P.O.V/

I threw the pen at the bitch that I caught trying to steal some money. I was a greedy ass bitch and you don't fuck with my money. It hit her on her arm and she screeched in pain. I had a pretty good arm. She ran out of the room screaming and threatening. Psh, she can't do shit. I was partners with her pimp. She'd get what's coming to her. Seto looked over at me from his spot on the couch pants still unbuttoned. "The hell was that for?" His voice was slurred.

I glared at him and threw an empty beer bottle at him. He ducked and it shattered over his head. "You dumbass! She was just about to steal a check for thirty thousand dollars from you!"

He blinked at me for a moment, "… she said it was only thirty dollars." I kicked him in the face and walked out of the room. Girls were twirling around poles and those who were working the floor glared at me. I was well known for stopping most of the girls from getting more money than they disserved and I wasn't scared to get in a fight with any of them. Stupid sluts needed to learn that though I may beat the hell out of Seto I love him and will protect him when I need too.

"Jackie!" I heard a high pitched voice yell out and I tensed in fear. Lindsey, Seto's current girlfriend ran up to me and hugged the shit outta my body. I couldn't breathe because she had forced my face between her new DDs that Seto had just bought her. The other girls glared at her in jealousy. Not because I was in between her tits but because she had access to my brother's money. She let me go and I sucked in the much needed oxygen.

"Lindsey, hello." I glanced back over my shoulder to the office where Seto most likely was still back with his pants down. "Just let me go get Seto and you two can go get dinner."

"Oh no, it's okay. I can get him myself," she said with her happy smile; That poor naïve little thing.

"Uh, Lindsey, I have some plans out back there and no one but Seto and I can see them." I led her to a stool at the bar and sat her down. "So I would really prefer if I got him for you, okay?"

She smiled at me and said, "Oh, of course. I'm sorry I didn't know. I'll just have a martini while you go bet him." I forced a smile back at her and left to the back office. I felt bad that she had no idea what was going on but honestly I preferred her over any other of these hoes because she didn't try to take his money. She was just happy to be with him and thought he was the one … man I feel like an asshole for doing this to her.

Slamming open the door, I saw Seto fall off the couch and spill the coffee he was downing. "Lindsey's here." I then walked over and pulled him up off the floor and placing the wet rag I grabbed to his face, cleaning off the sweat. He seemed to have sobered up. I handed him his change of clothes and looked for some gum in the desk.

"Y'know, I'm sorry." I looked up at him for a moment only to roll my eyes and continue looking. He did this often. Whenever he was sober he was going on a date and I had about three minutes with the sober him before he came home drunk and passes out. He takes these minutes to apologize only to do the same thing the next day.

I picked up the pack of gum that was in the bottom drawer and threw it at him, hitting him on the side of the head with it. "Yeah, yeah." I shoved him out the door and slammed it closed. I then started to clean up the room. Then I turned to the scarily clattered desk and started separating junk and bills. I threw away the pointless doodles, notes from the girls to Seto, threats. I then took the tall pile of bills and sorted them by date.

I'm too young to be doing this shit. I should be out running around, playing hide and go seek, getting hurt and thinking that just by wearing a Toy Story band aid that it would disappear and I would be invincible. Yeah right, except maybe the Toy Story band aid. I like Toy Story. It took about an hour and a half before I was done and sent checks to the companies.

Turning off the computer and putting my bag over my shoulder I walked out the door. The girls were still working and I left Jacob, Seto's partner, in charge. He was gay and already rich. That meant that I didn't have to worry about him messing with the girls or him stealing from us. I would know if he did or not anyways. All though he is trying to get with my brother and I am completely fine with that. Jacob is better than any of those bitches. Not only that but he'd put Seto in his place, heh, heh. I could see Seto as a bottom.

I walked down the neon lit streets and checked my cell phone for any missed calls. When I saw I had one from home I listened to the message. "Hey Miss Princton, I just called to tell you that I was leaving and that Ace was asleep. It should be about an hour before you get home so I put out some food and water for him. As always he was a doll and I'll be there next week. Bye!" That was Carrie she grooms my Akita ,Ace, for me. I normally wash him on my own but sometimes he just needs a professional to get him cleaned up. I was about half way to my house when a red car pulled up next to me. The left window rolled down and showed an old man.

"Hey little baby, aren't you a little young to be walking around this late?" he was an older man with graying hair and glasses. He was black and I thought that odd. Maybe he was related to that boy I saw earlier.

"I know Jeet Kune do," with that I took a left turn to get away from the man before continuing on my way to home.

Alpha: Alright I think I did a pretty good job!

Seto: -snorts- mhm.

Alpha: -glare- Anyways there are links to pictures of Jack and Seto on my profile if you're curious.