So cold,

So dead,

Wandering aimlessly looking for something

Something that might not be,

Something that might never be,

Will I find you?

"Man Toboe, your poems are always so depressing!" Leera said.

"So what if he's depressing? He still has his own fan club." Gill said.

"Even though I don't why." Toboe said pullin out a sketch book and a pencil. He began to sketching without any thought on what he was going to draw.

"Toboe! You know perfectly well why! For one thing you're pretty, smart, talented, and you're loaded!" Leera said.

"Is that why you're my friends?" Toboe said looking at her.

"No, I didn't even find that out till your mom gave you a freakin' hundred for spending money at the movies." Leera defended herself.

"The point is you're like the kind of guy that would and should have a fan club, even if it consist of both male and females." Gill said pulling out a camera. "Now I've gotta take a pic of ya'. The club president's gonna give me a twenty if I take some pictures of you." Toboe growled and got up and left. It was the weekend and his friends just made him feel like some kind of…not friend. Like they just hung out with him for money and attention. How could he believe Leera? Everyone knew he was rich, but somehow she didn't? And Gill, if he was a fiend he should've turned down the offer. Some friends.

He had been very depressed lately. Doubting the only real friends he had. His parents had been more involved with their 'work'. Right 'work'. They had been going out and going to parties. Leaving home alone. Even with the maids and butlers, he was alone. They kept to themselves, did their work and left.

Toboe was pretty much neglected in everyway. Sixteen years old and he was all alone in a mansion. He maybe rich, but he sure didn't feel like it. Didn't rich people have everything? Friends, attention, everything their hearts desire? All he had was attention. Leera was right. His money, looks were all his fan club liked. He doubted they liked who he was, but what he was. Rich.

"I bet if I were to runaway my parents wouldn't notice." Toboe muttered. It was probably true. The previous day his parents had called him 'Tommy', instead of his real name.

All Toboe wanted was someone to really care about him, and not be fake. Someone that wouldn't be just nice o him because of his wealth and status. Toboe was so angry for being so stupid about his friends and angry at his parents for not being parents!

Toboe began running toward the boardwalk, where his older brother had last took him before he was shot and mugged on his way to his wedding. It looks like his brother's fiancée wasn't all that sad about it though, three days later she was engaged again to some guy, and they took al of his brothers money and moved to some place in Florida. Right now, Toboe hated everyone. His fake friends, his parents, his school, his teachers, his brother for being so blind, and himself, for just being there.

The boardwalk was cold and alone, just what he wanted. It was the evening and only a few people went to the boardwalk at night. So he could be alone for awhile. How he wanted to just disappear. To just not be there anymore.

His thoughts were then disrupted by the sound of gunfire and shouts. He then looked toward where the sounds came from. Soon a man came running out of an alley and stopped and looked at him and smirked. He ran to Toboe and grabbed him and put a knife to his throat. Toboe gasped, but wasn't afraid, he felt like the knife fit perfectly at his neck, like it was made just for him. Soon cops came rushing from the alley that the man holding a knife to Toboe's neck came from.

"Tsume? A hostage? It's not like you Tsume. Let the kid go!" said one cop.

"Look Quent, I'm tired of being accused of shit I didn't do! I may have been there, but I did not kill that old man, but I might kill this kid of you don't back the fuck off!" said the man holding Toboe.

"Tsume please let the kid go!" said a female cop.

"What Blue? So you can arrest me for something I didn't do?" He said taking a step back with Toboe.

"Look Tsume we're not accusing you of anything, we will arrest you, but it's just gonna be an interrogation." said another cop.

"Look Hubb I know how all this shit works, but that lady's looking for a catch, and I know she's got money to throw around until you get anyone. She doesn't care if they're innocent or not! She just wants someone to catch! I'll get proven guilty even though I didn't do a single fucking thing!" He said holding Toboe tight on his shoulders. "I heard those de los Lobos are heartless little bastards that flaunt their money like nothing. That bitch isn't gonna believe I'm innocent. She's gonna pay every bastard she can until I'm announced guilty!"

"My dad's dead?" Toboe said when he heard the comments about money and his last name.

"Huh?" Tsume said and looked at Toboe. "You're the son of Darcia de los Lobos?"

"Yes."

"Oh, shit." Tsume said let Toboe go.

"Wha? What are you doing Tsume?" Hubb asked surprised he let Toboe go, wondering if he was planning something.

"This kid's de los Lobos' kid. I wouldn't wanna get tried for two things done to that family." Tsume said and jumped off the boardwalk and into the sea. He dove under so the cop's bullets wouldn't hit him. Toboe just looked over the side and looked for him hoping he was alright. For some reason he wanted him to live. He saw what his parents were. He knew what his parents would do. He didn't grease everything over like everyone else. Even when his family wasn't there people still spoke nce about them, but not this guy, this Tsume.

"Tsume…" he said under his breath. His name felt nice to him. Saying it was pleasant like breathing, it felt natural. He smiled and hoped he'd see him again.

"You okay kid?" said the cop named Quent.

"Yeah, he didn't hurt me." Toboe said.

"Good. Poor Tsume, he always winds up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Like that whole Orkin business. I saw it, and said what actually happened. He still got sent to jail." Blue said.

"Yeah, Tsume isn't a killer. Thief yes, fighter yes, but not a killer, but we still gotta catch him." Hubb said.

"He has nowhere to go, he'll be back. Let's go and report to the chief. Kid be careful getting home. Whoever killed your dad is still out there." Blue said.

"You know you're being awfully calm about this whole 'dad killed' business." Hubb said.

"He never acted like a dad. My parents are never home, they aren't parents, I don't even know them. How can I cry over a stranger?" Toboe said.

"Negligence? Well that's something to put into file." Quent said. "Later kid."

"Yeah." Toboe said still looking at the sea. When the cops left Toboe said to the sea. "You can come out they're gone."

Then splashing sounds came from under the boardwalk.

"Thanks kid." Tsume said emerging from the water. "So your parents are assholes."

"Yeah…I like you." Toboe said.

"What?" Tsume asked climbing out of the water.
"I like you. You're not fake like everyone else. You say things the way they are. You don't butter it up and make things seem nicer. I like that." Toboe said.

"Thanks I guess. I can imagine why you say that. With all that money everyone around you is bound to be kissing your ass all the time huh?" Tsume said.

"Yeah, and it's hard to tell if someone is genuine or fake."

"Tch, people are asses. I prefer to say shit the way they are. Sorry about they whole knife thing, but you didn't seem all that scared. Looking at you I would have thought you would've shit your pants or something. Guess you have more balls then I gave you credit for. That or you have a death wish." Tsume said.

"I'm not sure, I guess I kind of wanted it." Toboe said looking off at the sea.

"You look like a girl." Tsume said.

"What! Where did that come from?" Toboe said looking at him and blushing.

"Just thought I'd say that. You do. If you were a girl the stuff I'd do to you." Tsume said smirking and getting Toboe against a wall. Toboe was blushing like mad. He wasn't scared, just nervous. Tsume then kissed Toboe. Toboe's eyes went wide and then slowly closed. He then grabbed Tsume's shirt. Tsume broke the kiss nad looked at Toboe.

"You really don't get much attention do you?" Tsume said. Toboe shook his head. "You're cute. I gotta get going. Maybe I'll see you around sometime runt."

"Bye…" Toboe said. His heart was giving turns and he wanted to cry. He had never felt this happy. He finally met someone he knew he could trust. Why he trusted him was almost an entirely different thing. But he finally met someone who was themselves. He was everything Toboe wanted to meet. Still…there was the matter of his father. Was it the same person who killed his brother? Will his mom be set on catching Tsume? Will he ever see Tsume again? This was all almost too much for him. For now all he wanted to do was think about that kiss. His first kiss.

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My first WR fic! Please review!