Author Note: Sooooo… this is a new version of something I wrote years ago. I've tidied it up a lot and hopefully as a plot it'll at least be interesting.

Why yes, yes this is a crossover of JSRF and Pride and Prejudice.

I have no regrets/shame.

Chapter One – The First Race

The moment that changed everything came on what had initially been a rather dull afternoon. She told her roommate that she was going to a study group and, with that alibi in place and her skates in her bag, she went off to Shibuya Terminal. Neutral ground (unless you counted the cops) and an ideal place for practicing. She wasn't part of a gang; she just enjoyed the rush. It was freeing, in a life of college work and keeping careful track of money, to leap into the air high enough to fly.

She wasn't part of a gang and she didn't leave tags behind her, but that wasn't enough to keep the cops off her back and that afternoon suddenly became a really unlucky one.

One moment she was grinding down a railing, preparing to leap onto the top of a parked bus, next she had five cops after her, with radio messages like "Suspect spotted in Shibuya" and "Sending back up now" blaring out for all the world to hear.

Shit. She hurriedly looked to the nearest exit- Hikage Street. No longer neutral turf, but a way out from the cops.

So she darted down the street and didn't look back. Another turning down a side street, a jump over a wall and she couldn't hear the radios anymore. She realised that she had been holding her breath and exhaled. You're good, she told herself. They didn't get a proper look at you.

"Ahem," A voice behind her made her jump- if there hadn't been a wall behind her she would have really embarrassed herself.

Because right now she was face to face with the Loveshockers, Missionaries of Love and Death, the Rulers of Hikage Street in their pink and grey costumes complete with heart shaped eye patches.

"Hey," said one who was stood a little in front of the others and clearly the leader. "what's your name?"

She paused, not sure if she really wanted to answer before quickly thinking up a fake name. They all had fake names, didn't they?

"Rain,"

"Good to meet you Rain," Smiled the leader. "I'm Rouge."

"Gris," "Rozz," said the other two behind Rouge.

"So, Rain. Why were cops chasing you into Hikage Street?" Rouge smiled at her, not threateningly, but the eye patch was a little disconcerting.

"I ran into some trouble back in Shibuya Terminal…" The newly named Rain waved a hand vaguely behind her. "You know how it is." She laughed nervously.

"That was some nice skating," said Gris. "You in a gang?"

"No… I've tried to keep out of all that." Rain tried to stand up straight.

"You might want to reconsider, you're on the cops' radar now." Rozz leaned back against a wall and looked Rain up and down.

"You were good enough back there to get away," mused Rouge, who flipped up her eye patch. The pink outline it left would have been comical if she hadn't felt like she was being circled by sharks. "So how about it, fancy being a Loveshocker?"

"Join you guys?" She almost stammered with the shock. Join the Loveshockers? Actually be in a gang?

"You'd be better off with a bit of protection," said Rouge, shrugging. "And we can teach you a lot."

"Besides, we're low on numbers. We need new blood." Added Gris. "You've got potential, kid." Rain fought the urge to insist that she wasn't a kid- the easiest way to make yourself look like a one.

"Well… ok." Was what she said instead.

And that was the moment that changed everything.

Rouge hadn't been kidding when she'd said that she could learn a lot from becoming a Loveshocker. The city, for instance. There was this whole world that she'd only scratched the surface of in Tokyo. Sure, she'd been listening to Jet Set and the other pirate stations, but becoming part of this world was something else entirely.

To start with she learned a lot more about the gang territories. She'd known the basics- Loveshockers held Hikage street, Rapid 99 held 99th street, Pharaoh Park was haunted by the Immortals, Poison Jam were in the sewers, and their big rivals, the Doom Riders, were in Dogenzaka Hill- but this was an over simplified map. Those might be the territories, but it was a much more fluid thing than coloured lines.

Gris, for instance was seeing Star of Rapid 99. This was still relatively under wraps, partly because Professor K would inevitably turn into a bit of a jock over two girls being romantically involved, but also because of the gang politics. Such an open alliance between Rapid 99 and the 'Shockers could kick start something in the other groups. Especially the male dominated ones.

Then there were her new sisters. She started to feel endlessly grateful to have met Rouge. Rouge was calm in the face of everything: the police, other gangs, and she seemed to always have time to help them. Gris, she learned, would often jump first and ask questions later, and Rozz seemed to know everything that was going on.

It was almost surreal when she put on the pink wig and an eyepatch for the first time, but she soon saw the benefits. If they were spotted the cops could barely tell the difference between them, and it kept them from tying 'Rain' to her life outside this new one.

A couple of weeks later Rain was skating with Rozz and Rouge through Dogenzaka Hill. She'd learned the Loveshocker tags so Rouge had decided it was time for her to give the Doom Riders something worth looking at.

"There are a few main spots we want you to aim for," Rouge grinned. "That turning off the main road there is a pretty busy street, so a few broken hearts will pretty it up nicely. We'll do a loop of the area and point out other good ones as we go."

As the three of them finished the circuit they leapt back onto the main street to see three of the Doom Riders. One stood a little way in front of the others and was clearly leader- his t shirt under the required leather jacket was red unlike his friends whose were yellow.

"You've been messing up our turf again, Rouge." He spoke cockily.

"One of my greatest joys in life," answered Rouge breezily. "You know that." Rain tried to shrink back behind Rouge and Rozz without anyone noticing.

Except, of course, he did. Looking directly at her he asked, "Who's the kid?"

"Our newest member. C'mon, you did some very nice artwork today." Rouge pulled her forwards. This was her time to introduce herself properly, Rouge and the others believed in her, time to back that up. Rain swallowed, stepped forward and looked her rival in the eye.

"I'm Rain," She aimed for Rouge and Rozz's confidence and just about managed it. "Who're you?" She added, knowing that it would definitely annoy him that she didn't know his name. Why ask the others later when she could piss him off now?

It worked.

"Beef," He moved forward, and she suddenly had to look up to keep looking him in the eye. "A baby like you needs to be careful she doesn't regret it."

That made her stand up straight. A flash of anger blew the urge to cower away.

"You think I'm a baby then?" Rain demanded. "Want to prove it?"

Everyone was taken aback. Rozz was concerned, her eyes flicking to Rouge whose expression rapidly became inscrutable once more. The other Doom Riders laughed.

"Are you challenging me?" Beef mocked. "Sweetheart, you're new to this game."

"I've never met you before. How do I know you're worth remembering?"

"Why not race?" Rouge finally stepped into the fray, throwing an arm around Rain's shoulders and smiling at Beef. "You seem to think we let just anyone in, and Rain needs to school you for being such a dick."

"I'm in. After all I left some decent tags around here. Might as well see how I stack up, right?" Rain smiled as sweetly as she could.

"Or are you scared?" Rozz threw in. "This is your turf, do you really want to be turning down a challenge?" She mimed inspecting her nails through her gloves.

"Two laps." Beef spoke shortly through gritted teeth. "Now."

They lined up at the top of the main road. Rouge and another Doom Rider called Dart were refereeing.

"Three… Two… One… Go!" Rozz gave the countdown and they were off. Rain was the faster off the mark, but once Beef got going he was good. You could tell he'd been at this a while; his technique with each jump was perfect, his landing basically what Rain aimed for. Then she shook herself. Stop admiring him, an inner voice snapped, start showing him up. She might not have been in a gang as long as him, but she was no newbie to skating. Dogenzaka Hill might not be her home ground, but she still knew the place fairly well.

She realised that while his technique was technically better than hers, her cornering was that little bit more agile. Once she realised that she started to make use of it. Using the slopes to build momentum she managed to bring them neck and neck. This earned her a furious glance and renewed energy from her opponent who pressed on ahead. They wove their way through crowds who leapt out of the way, shouting after them, and Rain was right on his tail up until the finish line. Beef won, but barely. He had to hide how out of breath he was and, though she was nursing a bit of a stitch, Rain couldn't help laughing.

"Huh," she gasped. "Maybe I will remember you." Gris was delighted and gave her a congratulatory burst of applause. Rouge gave her a pleased smile and nod before turning to Beef.

"Looks like you underestimated our girl, hmm? C'mon ladies, let's give him some space to nurse his ego."