"Dude, I can't believe it! You're free again!" Izam yelled, punching Rage in the shoulder and he got off of the Trans. Ni Na was just behind him and hugged Rage.

"Its good to see you Rage" she said. Rage smiled and rubbed his shoulder.

"Heya Nin." he said, adjusting his gym bag. Ni Na looked at the bag, worried. Rage caught her look and laughed. "I'm just here for the weekend."

"Hey, at least you are here! Lets go celebrate!" he said, energetically walking off. Rage followed quickly, but not energetically. Ni Na, as usual, was just behind Izam.

Rage opened the back door to Izam's car and threw the gym bag in.

"Naw man, come up front. Nin, you can sit in the back for a bit right? Okay then!" Izam said, before Ni Na can answer. She smiled at Rage and sat in the back. Rage smiled weakly and sat next to Izam. "Dude, when are you going to get a car?" Izam asked. Rage laughed.

"As soon as I find the one that represents me" he answered. Ni Na giggled and Izam laughed loudly. Rage smiled. It was feeling a bit more normal to him. Izam sped down the streets and back down to the night clubs they hung out at.

Rage leaned against the car and looked at the entrance to his favorite night club. Two girls wearing tight spandex clothing walked out in their platform shoes, saw Rage, and winked at him, the went off. Rage bit his fist and watched as they walked off. Izam laughed.

"Shoulda stayed single my man!" Izam said, then raised his arms to protect himself from Ni Na. She smiled, slapped the back of Izam's head and clung to his arm. "Alright, let's go in!"

Three hours later saw Rage in a booth surrounded by laughing girls.

"I don't know why I left this place!" he laughed as two girls kissed him on his cheeks. "Hey, more drinks!" he yelled to a waitress. He stopped laughing, as he noticed her short hair. she turned and looked at him, then stared, a bit un-nerved. Rage sighed and relaxed. "Yeah, more drinks" The girl went to fill out his order. Rage tried to laugh as the girls made fun of the waitress's uniform, but couldn't shake the thought that the girl had been Emi. He thought back to when he had mistaken Emi for the waitress and nearly lost her--.

Izam looked at Rage oddly, then yelled out when he left.

"Rage! Rage!" he yelled, then went to get him. Izam found Rage outside in an alley, breathing hard. "Rage, what's wrong with you?" he yelled. "Those girls were hot man, hot!" Rage leaned against the building and looked up at the sky.

"You know man, its not always about looks." he said. He looked over at Izam. "What do you have against Emi?" he asked. Izam frowned.

"I have nothing against Emi--" Izam started.

"Liar!" Rage said, whirling around and catching Izam square in the chest. Izam jumped back, then dodged Rage's second blow. Rage lost his balance and fell into the opposite wall. Izam helped Rage up.

"Rage, man, you're drunk" Izam said. Rage groaned and tried to shove away, but the alcohol made him dizzy and he fell. "Who gave you liquor?" he wondered aloud. The bar wasn't supposed to give them beers or any alcohol to them, and now Rage was so drunk, he couldn't stand.

"Man...what do you have against my girl?" he muttered. Ni Na was watching, wide eyed, then ran over to Izam to help.

"Get the car. We'll bring him to his dad's." he said. Ni Na started to argue, but Rage lost whatever meal he had eaten all over the ground and ran to get the car. She was back within 5 minutes and they loaded Rage in the car. Ni Na sat in the back with him to make sure that his breathing was okay.

Rage woke up in the hospital. The nurse was checking him over and checked his pupils and a few other tests before leaving. Izam rushed in right after. Ni Na came in also, with Rage's father behind them. Izam tried to explain to Rage and his father that someone had slipped Rage alcohol that night, but Rage didn't notice the taste with all of the girls around.

Rage's father told Izam and Ni Na to leave, and thanked them again and sat in one of the chairs near rage.

"Rage, I work in the liquor business. You've been tasting wine and different kinds of liquor since you were 15. I know whatever you drank last night was intentional. Rage, who is this Emi Izam is blaming this on?"

Emi sneezed and looked around. She remembered an old myth that when someone talked about you, you sneezed. The apartment was empty. Walt went for a walk and wasn't going to be back for a while. She had tried to call Rage all day, but no one answered. Inside, she felt horrible for pushing him away like she did.

All he had wanted to do was help. She always knew there was something wrong with her little brother, but after her mother died, she didn't want to think about anything being wrong with the rest of her family. Ecks had tried to help when they were kids, but she ran off and refused to talk to him about it until he decided to ignore the problem like she did. Her father had ignored the problem as well, but only to keep Emi and Walt happy. When he tried to pursue the problem, Emi took Walt with her to the Burning Zone.

Emi laid down on the couch and stared at the ceiling. She had tried and tried to get away from Rage, feeling scared of him, but now that he was gone, she felt an overwhelming loneliness. Emi hugged a pillow close and picked up the phone. She grabbed the cell phone by mistake, but scrolled through the names anyway. There were 2 entries for Rage: One for home and the other was his cell. She highlighted the cell number, closed her eyes and pushed 'call'.

Rage had just finished telling his father and was in the middle of getting dressed when his cell rang. He looked around, then found it on his folded jeans. His father picked the phone up and answered.

"Hello?"

Emi paused at the unfamiliar voice. "Um...is this Rage's number?" she asked.

"Yes, is this Emi?"

"Yes. Um, who am I speaking to?" she asked nervously.

"This is his father Emi. My son is in the hospital--"

"Dad, give me the phone" Rage yelled out suddenly. "No, dad, its not her fault, just give me the phone!"

There was some arguments, then Rage got the phone.

"Emi" he asked, bushing his hair back with one hand.

"Rage, what happened?" she asked.

"What's wrong? Is Walt hurt?" he demanded. Emi paused, he seemed really concerned about Walt's well-being. "Emi, what happened to him? What ever it is I'll be right there." he said, throwing on a shirt his dad brought.

"Wait, Rage, you just got back home" his father said, a bit angry about his son leaving.

"No, Walt is fine, I just....I called your apartment all last night and there was no one there." She heard rage sigh.

"You scared me, I thought something had happened."

"But something did happen, I remember who you are Rage."

"Well that's good" he said dryly. Emi sucked in a breath.

"Rage, can we please talk here?" she asked, with an added "I miss you." Rage paused.

"I miss you too Emi, but I think we need some time apart. Tell the school I'm sick." then he hung up.

Emi listened to the phone tell her that the call ended and tried to fight the tears that were quick in coming. Her mind finally allowed her to accept help and Rage back, but fate kept him away. She hugged the pillow closer and cried.

Rage dropped the phone on the bed and put on his vest.

"So?" his dad asked. Rage sighed.

"Ah...yeah, um, you didn't take over my room did you?" he asked. His father laughed and led his son out of the room. "Wait, did Tracy? But I thought she lived with Mom?"