Chapter 6: Explosives and Tagging

"Why are you so quiet?" asked Metal.

Rhythm looked toward Metal. "Nani?" she asked.

Metal sweatdropped. "Youve become a space case these past few...hours..."

Rhythm nodded and tapped her fingers on the counter. "Metal...do you think Im bossy?"

Metal looked up from the TV. "Not really, why?"

Rhythm waved a hand and said, "Forget it."

Metal hopped off the couch and turned the chair around. "TELL MEEEEEEEEE!" protested Metal.

Rhythm shook her head. "Nothings happening around here," she said quickly changing subject. "Wanna go tagging?"

Metal blinked. "YOU'RE NOT LEAVING UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHATS WRONG!!"

Rhythm turned around and said, "Nyah!"

Metal sweatdropped and heaved a sigh. "Alright...you win, Im not gonna even argue with you."

Rhythm nodded. "Thats more like it." Metal sighed and followed Rhythm out of the door.

"Tee hee!" Rhythm said, as she finished spraying a long streak across a poster with Hayashis face on it.

The poster had once said, "Respect the Law, and the Law will respect you." But Rhythm changed it so it said, "Respect the Rudies, and they just might not kill you." She giggled again and put the spray can away, when she heard a gun make a clicking sound behind her. Out of the corner of her eye she looked and saw Hayashi. "Make any sudden moves, and youll see what happens."

Rhythm turned around and smirked. "Hayashiiii!" she said.

Hayashi put the gun closer to her face. "Dont think I wont shoot?"

Rhythm put her hands on her hips, and bent down a bit. "You wouldnt want to kill a sweet little thing like me, right?" she asked.

"Sweet little thing? The only way I see you damn rudies is as worthless street scum." Hayashi spat.

Rhythm smirked and stood up. "If you were a real cop, you would have shot me by now." It seemed as if a vein popped out of Hayashis head and Rhythm grinned. "Yup, just like I always say, you cops are real bags of shit!" With that, Hayashi fired the gun and Rhythm took off down the street, throwing a spray can up, the bullet flying through it.

Rhythm turned around and stuck her tongue out. "Mmhhh!" She turned around and rounded down a corner. Hayashi took out a radio. "I need backup! AND LOTS OF IT!"

Rhythm squealed with delight. "Ooo! Backup! Loads and loads of more fun, bashing around cops!" she clapped her hands together and rounded around a small crowd of children who were playing in the street.

Rhythm threw her head back and laughed. "Tis one of many joys of being la ruide!"

Meanwhile...not so far from where all this commotion was taking place, poor Metal who had been savagely dragged from his comfy spot of his so called, "Bum Couch". He mustered enough energy to press the nuzzle of the spray can and created a straight line on the wall. "I need my headphones!" he whined.

He then saw a girl speeding his way. Rhythm. He stuck out his arm and she grabbed it and said, "Welcome to the Rhythm express!" said Rhythm cheerfully.

Metal turned around and caught up to Rhythms tempo. "Damn, you skate fast." Rhythm smirked and gave him a grin. "I know!" she said. Metal rolled his eyes and the cops shouted numerously insults from behind them.

Rhythm giggled and said, "Hey Metal, got a can of paint?" Metal blinked. "Yah...why?" he asked. "Just gimme..." Metal shrugged and removed a can from his back pocket and handed it to Rhythm.

She popped the nuzzle open and pushed in a small circuler object which was wrapped in white paper. She shook the bottle up and threw it over to where the cops were. "What the hell did you just do?" asked

Metal. "You know those new Zaishos? Well that was one of them!" Metal gave a panicked expression.

"You mean the poppers that explode if too much pressure is applied to them!?" Rhythm nodded and Metal grabbed her collar. "ARE YOU NUTS!?" he yelled.

Rhythm grinned. "Maybe!"

They heard an explosion and green gunk was everywhere. "DAMN YOU PUNKS!" shouted Hayashi. "MY EYES! BURNING!" The police scrambled over their fallen leader and the all started yelling and flailing their arms around like madman's. Rhythm stopped on her skates, kicking up a ball of dust behind her.

She laughed hysterically and turned to Metal who shook his head. "You really do try to make their lives hell..."

Rhythm gave him a dramatic pose. "All in the life of a rudie!" she said and giggled. Metal sighed and sweatdropped again. Rhythm smiled and skated on.

Blowing a stray strand of hair out of her face, Spiral continued to work on her skates. "Dammit...I need new batteries..." Throwing the old worn out batteries to the floor, Spiral slumped her head to her knees.

She looked up for a second and saw Ichigo. "Hey, Ichigo?"

Ichigo looked at her. "Yah?" she asked, putting her Gameboy down.

"You got any batteries?" asked Spiral

Ichigo thought. "Ask Noburo, he might."

Spirals cheerful attitude diminished. "Ah...no thank you." Lord knows how afraid Spiral had been afraid of Noburo since she first met him. How he always seemed to be watching her or know what she was thinking. "To creepy for me..."

Ichigo shrugged and smiled to herself. "Hes really nice...if you get to know him."

Spiral shook her head again and said, "No way!"

Ichigo smirked and went back to playing her game. "Suit yourself."

The door to the Garage burst open and Rhythm and Metal came in. "Were back!" shouted Rhythm. She smiled as she looked around. "Hows everyone been?" she asked.

Noburo waved a hand at her as she peered over his shoulder. "Ooo...whatcha doin? Is that English?" she asked.

Noburo nodded. "In fact...it is. English really isnt all that hard."

Rhythm frowned. "I dont understand. What does this weird line shape thing mean?"

Noburo sweatdropped. "Um...thats the letter l."

Rhythm nodded and sauntered over to the couch. "Thats nice!"

Metal stomped past her and whined. "I am never going out tagging with you again, if its the last thing I do!" He took a seat on the couch and held his head in his hands. When he looked to the left of him,

Ichigo was staring dead at him. "Why are you always looking at me like that, kid?!"

Ichigo grinned and said, "Cause you look cute that way!" shouted Ichigo.

Metal groaned and pulled a pillow over his head. "Leave me alone! ALL OF YOU!"

Rhythm giggled. "I know! Hes so adorable! Little chubby Daisuke!"

Metal pulled the pillow over his head some more. "Im friends with psychos..."

Spiral nodded and sighed. "I agree..."