"I don't understand," Rhyth said quietly to herself.

"I'm not going to let you throw that all away, little one." Cube said, approaching her. She stood behind Rhyth andsilently took out a brush. She began to brush Rhyth's hair thoughtfully and Rhyth closed her eyes.

"I found out... about our family." she said. Cube nodded.

"I knew you'd figure it out Rhyth. You're not stupid." Cube said. Rhyth sighed.

"So that's the real reason that Yoyo used me?" she asked.

"Everyone has a motive," Cube replied as if this wasn't news.

"Not Corn though. He doesn't have any secret agendas," Rhyth defended. Cube chuckled to herself. "Really, he doesn't."

"You see the logic behind my plan now?" Cube said, as she stopped brushing and put it down on a table. Rhyth sighed and sat on a chair.

"I think.... you should become a GG," Rhyth said, looking at Cube. Cube shook her head.

"Not exactly my crowd, you know? So I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I crashed here at your old house for a while." Cube said. Rhyth nodded in understanding. She quietly laid down on her bed and pulled the quilt around her. She felt somewhat happy like this. She had everything she could ever want. She had hope for the future, and yet she had her family back too. But not all things last forever, she reminded herself. When Rhyth woke up the next morning and found Cube was gone, but she hadn't expected any less. She looked over at the chair and saw the brush was still there. She thought to herself for a moment, then picked it up.She smiled lightly to herself, then tied on her skates. She yawned and stretched, although she had enjoyed staying with Corn it was good to be home. Taking the brush, she put it in a small back back.

"Morning Rhyth!" Gum called brightly as Rhyth skated into the garage that morning. Rhyth waved back to Gum and smiled.

"Hey Gum!" she said, skating up and taking a seat next to Gum on the battered old couch. Gum seemed troubled, and Rhyth was curious as to why she should be. "What's wrong?".

"Nothing," Gum said, shaking her head quickly, as if ridding her mind of some other tme and place. "We have somewhere we need to go today,". Rhyth looked at her thoughtfully. As Gum stood, she followed. They arrived at a business office in Pharoh Park. They entered quietly, and Gum checked a wall tool to see which office had who they were looking for.

"Gum?" Rhyth questioned. Gum smiled reassuringly. She skated down the hallway, and they found the office that Gum seemed to be looking for. She knocked gently, and a woman answered the door carefully.

"I've brought her. Rhyth Jet. " Gum said, and the woman nodded. She let the two in, meanwhile Rhyth's head was spinning.

"But my name isn't Jet, it's-" she began, but Gum interrupted.

"Your father's name." she explained. Rhyth was confused. Why... ?

"Hello Miss Jet. I represented your father as well as the woman he was sharing possessions with at the time. Has this young lady told you why you have come to see me yet?" she asked. Rhyth suddenly felt trapped. The office. The suit. Where was... where were the streets? The soul.... She looked around frantically, then swallowed uncomfortabley when Gum rested her hand on Rhyth's shoulder to calm her.

"N-no," she said barely managing to stay calm.

"I see," the woman replied, pushing her rectangle glasses up onto the bridge of her nose. "Well, you are here to possess everything that has been left to you by your father, mother, sister and Mr. Jet's associate."

"But my sister... " Rhyth began.

"Your sister was reported dead one month after your mother died." she said blandly. Rhyth's eyes widened. So Cube... she... she disappeared from even the law? All for Poison Jam? Or .... for her?

"What exactly am I taking?" she asked.

"Well, for one you now own the lands being occupied by a gang called the G.G.s called the 'garage'. Left by Mr. Jet. You own most of the basic land in Rokkaku-Dai Heights, left by your mother to your sister and now to you. Possessing this land... that will be quite difficult. You can't legally own it until you're eighteen years old. That's two years from now. Until then, we're keeping it for you. You have access to an apartment on 99th Street, and limited access to a bank account containing 3.5 million dollars. Your rent will be paid directly to your land lord by this office, and you will only take out $300 per month for food and the necessities of life such as clothing... " she stopped and looked skeptically at what Rhyth was wearing. "And shoes too."

"I see." Rhyth said. So she... she owned the land? All this time? She looked up, and saw the woman put a key and address in front of her. She also put down a credit card.

"This has a balance of $2 000, it's for furniture. We'll be getting the bill personally, so I really don't want to see any extra spending that isn't used for the necessities of life. When you turn eighteen, you can do whatever you wish. But until then, you will be taken care of financially by us." the woman stated. Rhyth slowly took the key and paper and card and put it in her back pack carefully.

When the two girls emerged from the office and made it back to the garage, the sun had set and everyone was either partying or resting or had gone home. That's, if they had a home.

"Rhyth... you understand now, that you were running the show all along. It's because they all cared about you. They wanted to give you everything that you would ever need." Gum said, trying to reassure her.

"I... I understand. It's just... it's nothing. I... I'm going home now." Rhyth said. "I'll just sleep on the whole thing a little." Rhyth skated away, and if Gum had been paying attention, she would have noticed that Rhyth had entered Dogenzaka Hill, not up the stairs to 99th Street...

(a/n)

PH34R! PH34R the romance! PH34R IT! Bwahahahahaha! Ah, I always seem to have touble at the 13th chapter. I'm not even that superstitious either. I sleep with a black cat at my feet... Yeah. Anyway, thank you all! I love you! cries

Mai: tee hee. see note above. PH34R the romance! looks at moldy hamburger whoops. I guess it really has been a while. You're not gonna eat him are you... ?

Tallulah, human spellcheck: sorry about the delay. writer's block plus busy and teachers glaring. moves away from circle of glaring teachers and hides behind Tallulah eep!

Fire Of Darkness: Thank you for reminding me to do this story. You now can imagine why Yoyo is quite so angry. Don't worry, there is a bright future for our poor misled blonde in clothes.