A\N I know that The Outsiders was in the '60s but this is gonna be a Crossover Between The Outsiders and The Sweet Forever. By George P.

Pelecanos. If you never read that book read it its really good. You can't put it down. (Love Ya Sean ''Short Man'' Monroe.) I'll try to make this so you don't have to read The Sweet Forever to understand it.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders or the characters from The Sweet Forever. God I wish I did though.

Characters from "The Sweet Forever."

Richard Tutt, dirty cop

Kevin Murphy, Dirty Cop with a conscience

Donna Morgan, Dimitri Karras's Ex and Eddie's Gurl

Eddie Golden, punk, Steals money from Tyrell Cleveland

Dimitri Karras, works for Marcus Clay

Cootch, Real Right's New Manager

Clarence Tate, Marcus Clay's controller

Marcus Clay, Owns Real Right

Anthony Taylor, works somewhat for Marcus Clay in trouble with Sean "Short Man" Monroe

Sean "Short Man" Monroe, Tyrell Cleveland's Enforcer

Alan Rogers, Works for Tyrell Cleveland

Tyrell Cleveland, Drug Dealer

Antony Ray, Tyrell Cleveland's Cousin

Charles "Chink" Bennet, Works for Tyrell Cleveland

Mario "Jumbo" Linney, Works for Tyrell Cleveland

I'm hoping that Some of this stuff you'll understand as you read the story

Since Steve was no longer wanted in the Curtis house, he walked down the street to the new record store. The bell over the door tingled as he went inside.

"Hey man." Cootch behind the counter said smiling as he hummed to the music coming from the speakers.

Steve scanned over the racks of music, grabbed something and went to the sales counter.

"Hey man, Whats hanging?" Cootch asked.

"Nothing much." Steve replied, grabbing a pack of gum and throwing it on the counter.

"What's ya name?" Cootch asked.

"Steve, you?" Steve replied.

"Cootch." Cootch said as he handed Steve the bag of his things.

"Hey Cootch you got a customer?" Marcus Clay asked from the back.

"Yeah boss." Cootch called back.

Marcus Clay walked into the front of the record store and leaned against the counter looking past the young guy standing in front of him.

"Shit." Marcus looked over at Cootch.

"Been there since one o'clock, boss." Cootch shrugged.

Steve followed their line of sight to a short, muscular, young black guy leaning against a late model black 300Z.

"Tuff car." Steve said looking over at the guy.

"Yeah." Marcus said without taking his eyes off the guy.
*** Sean "Short Man" Monroe looked over at Real Right and crossed the street. Opened the door and walked in and right up to the counter.

"Clay." Short Man shifted his toothpick to the other side of his mouth.

"Monroe." Marcus glared at Short Man. "I thought I told you to stay off this street."

Short Man's eyes flashed with rage and a young kid walked out to the front with broom and stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Short Man.

Short Man smiled. "T."

T cautiously walked over and stood next to Marcus and Marcus put an arm around the kid.

Steve looked over his shoulder as a guy came in through the door with gray hair and gave Short Man a glance of disgust. Monroe's right hand fingers flexed.

Marcus stepped around the counter and stood infront of Short Man.

"You buying anything?" Marcus asked glaring at Short Man.

Short Man glared up at Marcus. "Nope."

"Then leave." Marcus pointed to the door.

"Aight no law against me being here." Short Man smirked.

A police cruiser slowed down as they passed Short Man's Z and stopped.

"Shit." Short Man grabbed a magazine and walked to the other side of the store as Officer Richard Tutt and Officer Kevin Murphy walked into Real Right.

"Afternoon Marcus." Kevin said looking at Anthony. "Anthony."

"Seen Alan Rogers or Sean Monroe lately?" Tutt asked looking around the store.

"No Why?" Marcus asked looking at Short Man out of the corner of his eye.

"Just need to talk to them is all." Tutt replied before turning on his heel and walking to the market across the street.

Short Man edged toward the door and dropped the magazine on the table beside the door as he bolted towards the Z. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. What did they want now?

Short Man cooked the ignition and shifted into first.
*** Tyrell Cleveland ran a long finger down his cheek and looked over at Short Man Monroe. "They were looking for you and Alan?"

"Yeah." Short Man sighed and sunk on to the couch.

"You look like shit." Charles "Chink" Bennet looked over at Short Man from the TV.

Short Man shrugged and leaned his head back against the back of the couch. ~ "Jeez he looked like hadn't slept in weeks." Mario "Jumbo" Linney said as he looked over his shoulder at the now sleeping Short Man.

"I doubt he has." Tyrell said as he leaned back in his chair.

Jeez Short Man looked so young and innocent when he slept.

"What'cha thinking cuz?" Antony asked looking over at his cousin.

"Wondering what Tutt and Murphy wanted with Short and Alan today."

"Ain't they coming 'round tonight?" Chink asked.

Tyrell nearly smacked himself. "Yeah." He'd forgotten about that.

Tyrell looked out the bay window as Tutt's Bronco pulled into the driveway behind the 300Z. ~ Tutt and Murphy walked through the gap between the 300Z and Tyrell's black BMW 633 to the door.

Chink opened the door and shut it behind Tutt and Murphy.

"What's with him?" Tutt asked motioning to Short Man.

"What does it look like Tutt?" Jumbo asked.

"Looks like your boys are going soft Tyrell." Tutt said looking from Short Man to Tyrell.

"He's only human." Tyrell said glancing over at Short Man. "What did you want with Short Man and Alan today?"

"Nothing much." Tutt said looking out the bay window as the 82' Supra pulled into the driveway.

Alan walked up the stairs and slammed the door.

"Evening Rogers." Tutt said smirking.

Alan looked at Tutt then walked over to the round table and took a seat.

"What'd you do Tyrell, Kill him?" Tutt asked looking over at Short Man who hadn't moved.

"Nope." Tyrell said glancing at Tutt who he'd just noticed was still in his blues. "Ain't you still working?"

"Yeah. Lets get going Murphy." Tutt said as he turned and walked out the door, slamming it on an attempt to wake Short Man. ~ "What was that?" Steve asked Marcus.

"Officers Tutt and Murphy." Marcus replied as he watched Anthony sweep the floor.

"And that other guy?" Steve asked shoving a piece of gum in his mouth.

"Short Man Monroe, He's an enforcer for Tyrell Cleveland, Ya heard of him?"

"He's a drug dealer right?" Steve asked.

"Yeah." Marcus said as he looked at the clock.

"Ain't you got somewhere to be?" asked Marcus.

"I guess." Steve said and hopped off the counter and walked out the door. ~ Short Man Monroe opened his eyes. Where am I?

As he sat up he saw he was in one of Tyrell's bedrooms.

Short Man stumbled for the door and used the wall to walk into the main room.

"Damn 'bout time you woke up Short." Jumbo said glancing at him from the TV were he was playing an Atari game.

Short Man rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

"4:00." Tyrell answered.

Short Man sighed and sunk into a chair at the table next to Alan.

"Short when's the last time you slept?" Tyrell asked.

"Last night." Short Man said as he dipped his finger in the freeze on the table and rubbed it on his gums.

Jumbo and Chink laughed loudly and stopped with a look from Tyrell.

"I'm being serious Short, I don't wanna lose anybody."

Short Man looked at the floor. "Last week."

Antony looked hard at Short Man and Chink whistled. "Damn Short you got nerves of steel."

Short Man yawned, put his head on his arms and was soon asleep.

"What the hell was he thinking?" Tyrell asked.

Alan shrugged.

"He could've fallen asleep driving or god knows what else." Tyrell raged and slammed his hands on the top of the table, causing Short Man to abruptly awake.

"Short." Tyrell said looking him in the eye.

"Yeah?" Short Man asked rubbing his eyes.

"Go in back get some sleep." Tyrell said sitting back in his chair.

"Can't Ty got work to do." Short Man answered.

"Short you ain't going no where 'til you get some sleep." Tyrell said taking a sip of water from his glass.

"Aight." Short Man stood up and grabbed the chair to keep from falling and shook his head trying to clear the red dots that clouded his vision.

"Yo Short you aight?" Alan asked as Short Man fell to the floor unconscious.

"What the hell?" Jumbo asked as he came into the room.

Antony stepped over to Short Man and knelt down. "His breathing is weak Cuz."

"Pulse?" Tyrell asked as Antony check it.

"Weak." Antony replied.

"Damn." Alan swore.
*** Steve walked down to the DX and opened the door.

"Steve." Soda said with a nod.

"Sodapop." Steve returned his nod and walked to the back.

Soda glared at Steve's back and smiled when he saw Danielle walking across the parking lot.

"Hey Dani." Soda smiled and put an arm around her.

Steve rolled his eyes and walked into his bosses office.

"Yes?" Nathan asked.

"I quit." Steve replied throwing a wrench on Nathan's desk and walking out.

A\N I'm leaving it there. I hope you understand it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!

LOVE YA SHORT MAN!!!