Title: Not Now, Must Yo-Yo

Fandom: Jet Grind Radio

Rating: JET PG

Word Count: 372

Timeline: Following the events of Jet Grind Radio by a few days

Summary: Yo-Yo and Mew return to Benten-Cho for a little bonding time. Not really romantic, though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jet Set Radio, cuz if I did I'd make sure the series continued on! LOLZ, GUESS NOT.

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Yo-Yo leaned over a rail overlooking the train graveyard, which spanned out further than his eyes could follow. The night sky of Benten-Cho held a red tinge, thanks to his sunglasses, and the nightlife noise had been muffled slightly by his hoodie. Mew sat on the ground next to him, dangling her legs out between the bars of the safety rail, kicking them slowly back and forth, back and forth, hypnotically.

Tonight, they occupied one of the bridges that crossed from the Business District to the Skyscraper District, their paint cans spread out in a pair of half-circles behind them; it was Rudie sign language for a lack of hostile intention, and the Noise Tanks would know to stay clear enough away from the two GGs as they reminisced.

Yo-Yo kept his wristwatch-radio off, for the time being, and Mew had turned the volume all the way down on her headphones. Aside from Benten's normal din, they had only silence between the two. Yo-Yo took a slow drag off a cigarette.

"It feels like ages since we were here last," Mew said at last, her voice light--sweet enough to fit into a song. She always sounded like that, she had since the two were little. "I mean, sure, we helped out during the Golden Rhino invasion..."

"Different times," Yo-Yo admitted, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "Gotta agree with you, though. It feels like Benten's a different place than when we were growin' up here, y'know?"

"Yeah. I kinda miss it."

"But it also makes you wonder if that's really the case...or if we've simply grown up a little bit. It's certainly true that we're different people now than when we were kids. I'd be more inclined to believe that." His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose, and he pushed them back into place with a finger. "People are more prone to change than places. While we left school and joined the GGs, Benten continued on with its perpetual nightlife doldrums."

"Yeah...yeah, that's true." Mew pulled her legs through the bars of the rail and clambered up to her skates, dusting off her leggings. "Let's paint the town red, huh?"

"That's the best idea you've had all night, babe."