The Sticks and Streets
By: Heather Snead
A SaiHiku fanfic
Hiku was sitting in North Central Park enjoying the peaceful setting of said Sun. However, there's always the calm before a storm and God, she'll have to deal with him again. Oh well, it's not like there's anything wrong with enjoying a sunset that glistens and glitters with orange and yellow, coating the sky and park in a luscious, golden aura. The sun and stretching shadows was always relaxing. Whenever Hiku was having worries or troubles, she'd simply come out and watch the sunset.
Normally, in reality, the Rack was always against her group, the Sticks. Then there were the Streets and this was their territory, but that never worried Hiku at all. She knew the entire park left, right, backwards, forwards, up and down; pretty much like the back of her hand. What made her nervous was the Rack, the police that were always after them. Damn, why can't they just leave them alone? They didn't do anything to them. Anyway, I'll let Hiku go on with her story.
Hikuri's POV
It was already nearing seven and the sun began to be eaten by the park's hillside, loosing the long shadows and luscious aura. The moon was quickly rising, signaling the time of fun and games were over and I should be heading home. "Huh… my fun's always ruined by my family, my gang, or the night. Why does everyone have to fight, can't we just get along?" This is what I continued to think endlessly like a stream of matrixes on a computer screen.
As I was reaching West Central Park, the Sticks, my gang's, territory I noted that someone was following my trail, so I ran and took a detour through Central Grove. To my marvelous luck, the Rack was already there. "Shit… what to do now, maybe if I…" I thought on adrenaline, meaning my judgment was probably inaccurate. Oh well, I just have to go with the flow.
"So, are you going to go quietly or by force?" A silver-haired member said nearly laughing.
"Ya know if I was you, I'd probably just go quietly and maybe we'll leave ya alone." A burnet one said smirking, probably at the fact that they caught a ring leader, at least co-ring leader. I'm not really the ring leader, but they must think I'm just trying to cover up. Hm… I'll have to think carefully on this one…
I assume I took too long because the silver-haired one spoke rather pissed.
"Well, are you gonna answer or meet interrogation?"
"Hm… Well, you look pissed he looks pissed, two verses one…. Yeah, I'll take my odds." Whoops, very bad move…
"What the Hell is that supposed to mean?" The burnet one said, quite fast and pissed.
"Uh… I dun no, I- Ahhhh!!!" I said being pressed against the ground and flipped on my stomach, hands cuffed.
"I didn't do anything," I said only to be thrown against a blue and gray police cruiser and padded down.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a Court of Law. You have the right to an attorney…" I pretty much ignored the rest. How many times have I been through this process? Three, four, five times; I'm used to this stuff.
Before I could say anything or take a breath, I was shoved into the back and an officer sat on both sides, using Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. Whatever, I'm not scared at all, just shaken, not stirred. The thought made me snicker, whoops, bad move.
"What are you laughing at, pest," Said a black-haired kid that looked almost my age.
"C'mon, Sai, leave the pest alone, it's more fun at the precinct," A guy with a senbon in his mouth said.
"Well, what does the pest have to say?" The silver-haired one teased. I quickly mouthed, "Nothing, bastard," but, unfortunately, the silver-haired one could read lips perfectly.
"Well, I believe we're gonna have a nice, long, endless talk, how bout you?"
"Uh, Kakashi… what do ya mean," Asked the burnet.
"She just mouthed, "nothing bastard" to me, so yeah; she has a major attitude problem that can be easily adjusted where she'll be going…" I assumed that was supposed to intimidate me, but I remained numb and "emo" through the whole thing. However, inside me, I was breaking down into bits and pieces. Oh, SHIT, what to do now, I just pissed off three Rack people, SHIT; I need to find something, someone to help… Luckily, I refrained from showing this; otherwise I'd already be beaten.
"Alright, c'mon, get out, pest," the black-haired, Sai, said pulling me out by my arm, twisting it in the process. In spite of the pain, I tried my best not to show the agony rippling through me like a pond on a windy day.
End of Ch 1