A/N; ah, another chapter for you all! Are you proud of me or what? In this chapter Tasara shares some more memories, Chazz tried some new moves, and Hector and Justine try to locate Tasara with posters and a reward! Also, Chazz needs some more advise on what to do, how to help Tasara, and if he should stay. Here it is, the next chapter in the exciting story of "Lost Little Rich Boy"!!!

Lost Little Rich Boy

Chapter 10

Chazz rubbed his eyes as he came down the stairs. Lee was upstairs getting something and Tasara was on the couch eating breakfast. Lee had given her a new ice pack for her ankle and attended to her other wounds the night before. He had told her it was his way of repaying for all she had done for him a Darren when he was alive. Of course, they all knew to repay Tasara for years of service to them he would have to do a lot. Chazz was already dressed and showered when he came downstairs and walked into the kitchen to get something to drink. After opening the fridge he pulled out a small container of orange juice and opened it, closing the fridge door. He looked over at Tasara seeing she was already showered as well and dressed. Since she couldn't bring all of her clothes she was in the jeans she wore for the past two days with Darren's blood on them and a new under armor shirt, but it was navy rather than black. He also noticed that her hair was in long spiral curls rather than being straight. She used the curling iron after all. Lee came down the stairs with some old pairs of jeans and shirts as well as a pair of scissors.

"What are you doing, Lee?" Chazz asked.

"I tried washing the jeans Tasara is wearing but the blood set in and won't come out. So, she and I have decided to cut the areas with blood on them off and patch them up with old pairs of jeans and shirts."

"You two are just full of ideas, aren't you?" he asked. Lee smiled and sat down next to Tasara. Since he didn't want her to strip in front of him or risk hurting herself going up the stairs he grabbed what little of her jean as he could and cut around the area with blood on them. He was carful not to cut her skin.

"Well, I'm going to The Spot to see if anyone will help me learn how to dance," Chazz said.

"Already taken care of," said the blue haired girl. Chazz raised a brow.

"Huh?"

"I knew that you would need more training. Since I won't be able to walk until tomorrow and Sora will be taking over The Spot for the day I hired three of the best dancers to help you."

"Are they sane?"

"As sane as they come around here." Tasara knew very well that she, Chazz, and Sora were the most sane in the area and who she hired was not even close to their level of sanity. Then again, Chazz didn't need to know that.

"Okay...uh...thanks," he said.

"No problem. Now, get that rich bum ass of yours to The Spot," she said. He rolled his eyes and left the house. Lee continued to work on her jeans as she ate the last of her breakfast.

At The Spot "You have got to be kidding me?" Chazz said, looking at the three people before him. It was Jack, who he had already met, and two hyper active girls known as May and Carson. Jack smiled at Chazz and pulled him over to the group.

"Okay, Chazz," Jack began, "Tasara told us to make sure that you become a great break dancer by three o' clock today."

"Why three?" Chazz asked.

"Today Tasara said The Spot was going to be closed for today, tomorrow, and the following day," May said.

"But the tournament is supposed to be tomorrow," Chazz said.

"Not so much," Carson said. "Since Tasara is still injured she moved the date to tomorrow when it was supposed to be today, but the Sora changed it because she thought everyone should have a little more time off after the whole Darren being killed thing."

"Ah," Chazz said. Jack, May, and Carson grabbed Chazz's arms and they all said;

"Now...let us begin!!"

Back at the house Tasara, holding onto Lee's right shoulder, looked at her jeans that were now fixed up. She smiled a little and looked at Lee who smiled back at her.

"You did a good job," she said. "Not as good as me, but good nonetheless." Lee laughed a little.

"Ha, well, I guess you would be better at this than me because I would think that girls know a little more about fashion than guys," Lee said. "Hey, but I tried to fic them up, also I cut some of the fabrics in to different shapes and whatnot."

To make the jeans seem more of Tasara's style he cut a few of the fabrics into different designs before sewing them onto the jeans. There were two crosses (black fabric), a star (silver color fabric), and a lot of strips, circles, and rectangles that were different colors.

"Tasara..." Lee said, as he placed the box of fabrics and needles in the drawer next to them.

"Yeah?" Tasara asked, still looking at herself in the mirror.

"I just want to thank you...for everything," he said. Tasara stopped looking at herself and then looked at him.

"For everything?"

"If you didn't give Darren and I the monthly allowance we might be living on the streets looking for food or maybe even stealing what we need. You gave us an honest life, I should say."

"I just helped you guys out, but you made your lives honest. You had and still have the choice to steal so that will have nothing to do with the fact that you get a monthly allowance."

"I suppose that is true..." Lee said as he looked over at Tasara. "And..."

"And?"

"I found this on the road when I went to go get a newspaper from the stand across the street." He handed Tasara a paper with her picture on it and the title was Missing. She read the paper to herself.

Missing ::: Tasara Karasumi

Tasara is 5'6, has long, blue, straight hair that reaches her waist, and has run away from her parents; Hector and Justine. We wish to find out daughter and bring her back home, where she belongs. If you have any information on out daughter, please call the number below.

Reward for her safe return is $1,000

She rolled the paper into a ball in her hands and threw it across the room.

"Great..." she muttered. "I'll be found if I go outside because of my hair. The color of it will give it away and that the fact my hair is straight won't help at all." Lee thought for a moment and then snapped his fingers.

"I have an idea," he said with a smile. She looked at him and he helped her up the stairs.

On the streets Chazz, May, Carson, and Jack walked down the sidewalk of the street after hours of dancing to about six CD's. Chazz's dancing was almost perfect, but still needed some work. May placed her hand on Chazz's shoulder and smiled.

"Well, you did very, very well!" she said.

"Yup!" Carson added. "You did better than expected!" Chazz shot a quick glare at the two girls and then rolled his eyes. Knowing that he was better than expected was fine, but seeing they had bad expectations for him didn't make him very happy.

"Hey, guys!" Jack shouted. "Take a look at this!" The others walked over to him and he pointed to the poster on the wall next to them. It was a Missing poster.

"Missing?" May asked. She read the poster further and then gasped. "This poster is for Tasara!"

"What?" Chazz asked, ripping the poster off of the wall. He read it and looked at the others. "I gotta go." The others nodded and he ran down the street to get back to the house as quickly as he could. It only took him about ten minutes to get to the house. He threw the door open and ran into the house. He was Tasara on the couch, he ankle on the coffee table, and towel wrapped around her hair. She looked over at Chazz.

"Hi?" asked Tasara. She blew on her nails that she had just painted white.

"Tasara, look at this," he said, pushing the poster into her face. She looked at the poster and rolled her eyes.

"I know," she said.

"You do?"

"Lee showed me one of the posters this morning."

"How can you be so calm, Tasara? If you go outside, your hair color will sell you out!"

"I already took care of that." She placed the poster next to her on the couch. She looked at Chazz with a straight face and he looked at her with a dumbfounded look.

"You...You did?" he asked. "How?" Tasara blew on her nails one more time before taking the towel off of her head. Chazz's eyes grew wide. Her hair was cut to her mid back and was in spiral curls. Her bangs were cut so they swiped over her right eye. The thing that shocked him the most was that her hair was no longer blue. It was blood red.

"Wha...wha...wha...wha...what the hell did you do to your hair?!" he shouted, pointing at Tasara. She rolled her eyes.

"She didn't do it," said Lee. "I did. Do you like it?"

"..." Chazz just stood there, not saying a word for a few moments. "What did you do to her hair?"

"Well," Lee began walking over to Tasara. "I knew she would be caught due to the fact she is the only one around here with blue hair. That and the length and straightness of her hair would help sell her out. I remembered that we had hair dye in the restroom upstairs and she had brought her curling iron with her. So, I grabbed some scissors and cut her hair to her mid back and fixed her bangs so they swept over her right eye. After I dyed her hair blood red, she curled it with the curling iron and we got this. I like it a lot."

"I do as well," Tasara said. "This may help me stay away from Hector and Justine for a while."

"And I see you fixed her jeans," Chazz said.

"Yeah," Lee said with a smile.

"Well, Lee, you are just loaded with talent aren't you?" Chazz asked in his wise ass tone. He looked over at Tasara. "By the way, after I went to that dance session which to me was hell, I got you this." He reached into his bag and tosses Tasara a ankle brase.

"That was thoughtful, Chazz," Lee said.

"Since your ankle is still healing, you can wear that and you can walk around," he said. "After all, I heard from May that there was a little party thing tonight at The Spot."

"Shit!" Tasara shouted. "Lee, get me my cell phone!"

"Aye, aye!" Lee shouted, getting her phone. He tossed it to her and she looked at the calendar on her phone. She slapped her forehead.

"I forgot," she said. "The pre-tournament party at The Spot."

"I thought the tournament was the day after tomorrow."

"It is, but we need tomorrow to set up The Spot for the tournament, dick head." Chazz shot her a glare. She sat down after closing her cell phone and sat down again. She put the ankle brase on and walked over to the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Lee asked.

"I'm going to change into a tank top," she said. "Lee, Chazz, get ready to leave in five minutes because the party is starting in ten minutes."

"Party!" Lee shouted. "I love this yearly party!" Lee ran up the stairs, past Tasara, and ran into his room to change into better clothes. Chazz crossed his arms and waited for the others to come back down. It was not long before Tasara came back down in a black tank top that stopped just above her belt and the tank top had red hearts all over it. She also put on about four silver bracelets on each wrist and a silver chain choker necklace with a broken heart pendent on it. Lee ran down in black jeans, red shirt, black under armor under his red shirt, and he pulled his red hair back into a small ponytail.

"Can we go now?" Lee asked.

"Yup," Tasara said. The all walked out of the house so they could get to the party in time.

A/N; Tasara has now changed her image to stay out of Hector and Justine's watch, but h ow long will it fool them? Now, the three head to a party that is in honor of the tournament. It is actually a good, clam night, but does a little bit of romance start to blossom? Read the next chapter to find out!