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Rika: so can we get on with the story now?
MD: after the disclaimer
Rika: she doesn't own digimon. there ok?
MD: ok!
chapter three: memories, good or bad?
Rika skid to a stop outside the Kamiyo house. She looked at the door and knocked. She hopped off her skateboard.
The door opened. "Rika!" cried Mrs. Kamiyo. She grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. She slammed the door. "Did anyone follow you?" she asked.
"No Mrs. Kamiyo." said Rika. "I'm fine." she said. "Can I go see Faye?"
Mrs. Kamiyo grinned. "Sure. She might be sleeping again..but she's in her room." she said and went into the kitchen.
Rika leaned her skateboard against the wall by the door and dropped her back pack on the floor next to it. She went to Faye's room. The door was opened and she looked inside. "Faye?" she whispered.
A lump on the bed moved and a head popped out from under the covers. Even in the darkness, Faye's green eyes could be seen brightly. "Rika?"
"Oh Faye!" said Rika. She dashed over and sat on the floor next to her friend's bed. "Are you okay?" she asked.
Faye grinned. "I feel a lot better." she said. "I can't stand up on my own yet though...doctors orders. But thats ok because I have a hard time standing anyway." she said. She grinned at Rika.
"Thats good." said Rika. "I mean, that you're feeling better." she looked around and saw a television in the corner. "You got a t.v.?"
Faye grinned. "Yeah!" she said cheerfully. "My mom and dad bought it for me and it was here when I came home." she said. "Sinse I'm going to be in my bed for a while, they figured I could use some entertainment."
"I'm sorry I couldn't come and visit you for a while." said Rika. "Mom wouldn't let me out of the house the entire next day after...everything."
"Its ok." said Faye. "I was sleeping most of the time in the hospital anyway."
Rika grinned. "Whats your all time favorite movie?" she asked.
Faye raised an eyebrow. "What?" she asked.
"Answer." grinned Rika.
"Hmm." thought Faye, she looked up at her ceiling. "I don't know." she said. She laughed but then made a face of pain.
"Faye?" asked Rika, jumping to her feet.
"Its ok." replied Faye. "Just sometimes when I cough or laugh it hurts."
"Then don't laugh." said Rika sternly. "Or cough." she sat on the bed.
"How's the school sinse...everything?" asked Faye.
Rika looked down. "I wouldn't know." she said.
"Why not?" asked Faye. "You didn't go back yet?"
"I'm not ever going back." said Rika. She looked at her best friend. "My mom switched me to another school to keep you and everyone else safe from Justin."
Faye looked at her friend. "Then I'll switch." she said.
"You don't have to." said Rika. "The school I'm at, West Shinjuku High, its not much better than the old one. I even met a new Kaylee." she said.
Faye grinned. "Tell me about it." she said.
"Her name is Danielle Spencer, the new Kaylee." said Rika. "She hates me and I hate her." she grinned. "There's a lot of other preps too. Even guys."
"Ooo guys now huh?" grinned Faye.
Rika looked at her friend and smiled. "Yeah." she said. "Maybe you can come and visit sometime and see them."
"I'd like that." grinned Faye. "So, did you talk to anyone? Make any friends?"
"No new friends." said Rika. "And you are still my one and only best friend."
"What about guys?" said Faye. "Any cute ones?" she asked.
Rika looked at her funny and spit out one word before she could stop herself. "Takato." then she instanly covered her mouth.
Faye's mouth dropped. "Did the Rika Nonaka-Makino just say that a guy named Takato was cute?" she asked.
Rika went slightly red. "No!" she said.
"But you did." teased Faye.
Rika glared at her friend then laughed. She new it would come out eventually. "Well, I guess he is pretty cute." she said.
Faye's eyes grew wide. "He must be, or else you wouldn't say anything." she said. "Anything else about him I should know?" she grinned.
"Faye!" laughed Rika. "I just said he was cute. I'm not gonna like him or anything." she said.
"Sure." grinned Faye. "For now."
"Faye Kamiyo." said Rika in a low voice. They both laughed.
"So tell me more about him." said Faye, after they finished laughing.
"Why?" asked Rika.
"Because!" said Faye. "Personality wise, is he nice or a big fat jerk?"
Rika shook her head. "Well my guy-crazy friend, if you must know, Takato is a nice guy. At least he seemed to be." she said.
"Does he have any friends?" asked Faye.
"Geez!" grinned Rika. "He has a lot of friends. And before you ask, no, I'm am not going to explain them to you." she said. Faye grinned.
"What time is it?" she asked.
Rika looked at her watch. "Three twelve." she said.
"Oh I see." said Faye. "I feel a little tired."
"Then go to sleep." said Rika. "You don't have to be nice about it if you don't want. I'm your best friend so if you want me to get out of your room tell me to get out of your room." she grinned. She stood up.
"Then get out!" laughed Faye.
"I'll come visit again tomarrow." said Rika. "I'll tell you all about my second day of school." she said. "You tell you the truth, my mom probably thinks I've been kidnapped or something and is switching my schools again." she grinned.
Faye grinned. "See you tomarrow." she said.
"See ya." said Rika. She squeezed her friend's hand and left the room. Before she had left, Faye was sound asleep.
Rika walked out into the kitchen. "Mrs Kamiyo?" she called.
"Oh Rika!" said Mrs. Kamiyo. "How are you?" she asked.
"I'm great." said Rika. "Faye seems so much better. I'm glad."
Mrs. Kamiyo grinned. "So am I." she said. "She won't be back in school until November, at least." she said. "The doctor said two weeks out of school but I think I'll keep her out an extra week."
"The weather's not too bad yet." said Rika. "For the end of September anyway."
"October 1st, five days." said Mrs Kamiyo.
"Well, thanks for letting me see Faye." said Rika. "I should be going. My mom is probably having a nervous breakdown by now." she grinned.
"Come over when ever you like." said Mrs. Kamiyo. "Faye kept telling me that she missed you so much." she said.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner." said Rika. "But I'll be back tomarrow." she said. "See you later." she said and waved. She walked towards the door and grabbed her skateboard. She opened the door, said one last bye to Mrs Kamiyo and skated down the street, towards her house.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey I'm home!" shouted Rika, coming inside her house. Her mother ran up to her and hugged her. "And what was that for?" she asked.
"Just because I see you." said Rumiko. Rika rolled her eyes. "So how was school?" she asked, letting go of her daughter.
"Fine." said Rika. "No homework because I didn't get my textbooks yet." she said.
"Make any friends?" asked Rumiko.
"No." said Rika. "They think I'll beat them up if they look at me wrong." she said.
"Why is that?" asked Rumiko, hands on hips. "You didn't beat someone up did you?"
"No." said Rika. "Not yet." she said. "Although I did grab a girl by her shirt color because she spilt a slushie on my head."
"Rika!" said Rumiko.
"She was such a- brat." said Rika, catching herself. "She was so stuck up and nasty, not to mention popular, so she spread out around the school that I'm a punk and not to mess with me cuz I'll beat you up." she said. "And it may also be because I shouted into the cafeteria that I dont take crap from anyone."
"Rika." said Rumiko.
"I'm gonna go-do something." said Rika. "I'll go to the game room and play pinball or something." she said. (OF: yes. its my story and i can make rika have a pinball machine if i want. she's rich. what can i say?)
Rumiko sighed. "Just make sure you come to dinner." she said.
"Yeah yeah." said Rika walked to the room.
She went in and turned on the pinball machine. She played it for a while when the memories rolled in.
**FLASHBACK**
"Go Rika!" shouted Faye. She was about twelve years old.
"I'm gonna get the high score!" shouted Rika, also twelve. She was playing the pinball machine in the gameroom, Faye cheering and jumping around. Both of them much younger.
"YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON!" said the machine in monotone over and over again. Rika jumped up.
"Woohoo!" she shouted. "I finally beat you brother's score!"
"Yeah!" shouted Faye, pushing a lock of shoulder length blackish-blue hair behind her ear. She high fived her friend.
"You better tell him." said Rika, pushing a lock of brownish reddish long hair behind her ear. It wasn't in a ponytail. No blonde highlights either.
Faye grinned. "You know I will!" she said. "I love to brag to him. He thinks because he's older and in high school he's cool but he's a dork."
Rika smiled. "Dork." she said. "Thats a weird word isn't it?"
Faye laughed. "Where did that come from?" she asked.
"I don't know." said Rika, grinning. "I always think of weird things."
"Ohmigod!" said Faye. "Did you see Kaylee's hair?"
"Yeah!" said Rika, cracking up. "She must think those curls look great but they make her look so ugly, geez I can't even say how ugly!" she said.
Faye laughed. "Her friends lied to her too." she said. "When she asked them how she liked her hair, they said they liked it. But later on, I heard them say that it looked so stupid."
"Well, it does." said Rika. "At least we can brutally honest with each other without hurting each other." she said.
"True." replied Faye. They grinned.
"YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON...."
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika stared at the pinball machine as it blinked 'You Lose' over and over. She didn't get a high score. Although she had it, she didn't bother to play it again. She moved on to another game. Ping Pong. With no one around, she couldn't play, so she hopped up on the table and stared at the ceiling. She saw a black mark on the ceiling. She grinned. Then she looked down and next to her on the ping pong table was another black mark. Then on the floor was a long black line. She looked back at the ceiling and more memories floaded back.
**FLASHBACK**
"Mark me off again Rika." shouted Faye, around eleven years old. "I just scored another point." she grinned.
Rika grinned. "Because I wasn't looking." she said, leaning over and making a mark on a pice of paper on a chair with a black permanent marker, she went over and picked up the ping pong ball. "Ready?" she asked.
"Always." grinned Faye.
Rika grinned and served the small ball, leaving the marker uncapped and facing up in her left hand. Faye whacked it, and Rika whacked back. When Faye hit it, it hit Rika's hand and it knocked the marker up in the air. It flipped up and hit the ceiling and made a large black spot. Then it fell back down and hit the table, leaving another mark. It bounced off the table and rolled across the floor, leaving a long black line. It slowed to a stop. Rika and Faye had been watching the whole thing.
"Uh-oh.." they said.
A few minutes later, Rika was standing on the ping pong table with a wash cloth trying to get the black off the ceiling. Faye was down on hands and knees, trying to get the mark off the floor. Rika scrubbed harder, barely reaching the ceiling.
"It won't come off!" said Rika.
"Neither will the one on the floor." said Faye. She stood up. "I guess when they say permanent marker, they mean it." she said.
Rika jumped off the table. "Maybe we can scrape it off." she said.
"I dunno." said Faye. She went over and opened a drawer in the cabinet. She pulled out a pair of scissors. She walked over and sat on the ping pong table. She handed the scissors to Rika. "Make sure you don't drop them. They could fall and hurt you." she said.
"No problem." said Rika, taking the scissors. She climbed back on the table and stood up. She reached up and with the tip of the scissors, began to scrape the ceiling.
"Don't do that!" said Faye. "You'll mess up the ceiling." she said, standing up on the table next to Rika.
The table shook as she stood up and they both toppled over, but the scissors were pushed up into the ceiling as the two fell down.
Luckily they landed on a rug so the fall wasn't too painful. They moaned and then looked up. "Uh-oh..." they said.
Rika hopped up on the table again and reached up and grabbed the scissors. She jumped back down with them in her hand.
They looked up. Along with a black mark on the ceiling, there was now a small hole where the scissors had gone in. Not to mention the mark on the table and the long on the floor.
They glanced at each other. Then, they cracked up.
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika stood up on the table and touched the ceiling. She could reach it now, and she ran her fingers across the small hole and rubbed the black mark. She grinned.
She jumped off the table and landed. She went over to the PlayStation Game Console and the large t.v. and stared at it.
Race Car Driving...it stuck out in her mind.
**FLASHBACK**
"RACERS! GET SET! GO!" the game shouted. Rika and Faye, age thirteen, pressed teh buttons and their cars took off at top speed.
"You can never beat the great Rika Nonaka-Makino at race car drving!" shouted Rika as she sped past Faye.
"Ha ha! Thats what you think!" said Faye as she went past her friend.
"Ooo! I think not!" shouted Rika as she passed her friend. The whole game went on like this, passing each other until Faye crossed the finish line first, Rika very close behind.
"HA!" shouted Faye, jumping up. Her hair in a ponytail, swishing back and forth as she danced all funky. "I won! You know it! I know it!" she said/sang. Rika laughed from her spot on the floor. "Its my birthday! Its my birthday!" said Faye, doing the monkey (OF: you know, the jonny bravo arm dance thing...lol) and dancing around the room.
"You just got lucky." grinned Rika, hopping to her feet. She went over to the stereo and turned it on. Blink-182, 'All the Small the Things' blasted in the door. They played invisible instruments. Rika played air guitar and Faye played air drums.
"Say it ain't so! I will not go! Turn the Lights off, Carry me home!" they sang/shouted. "Nanananana...."
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika walked over to the stereo and opened it. Inside was Alien Ant Farm, Linkin Park, and Staind. She didn't play it. She just sat in silence. She sighed.
"All those memories." she said. "I wish I could make some more good ones." then she shuddered, thinking of those bad memories....
**FLASHBACK**
Rumiko sat up in bed. She walked over and went in the bathroom. It connected to Rika's room. She let the water run and went into Rika's bedroom.
She was awake, just having had a bad dream. When her mother came in, she blinked. "Hello Mommy." said the little seven and a half year old.
"Rika?" said Rumiko. "Did you pack all your things that you wanted to take with you?"
Rika nodded. "Yes mommy. They're in the bag over there." she said.
Rumiko went over and picked up the bag. She went into Rika's closet and pulled out two suitcases. She opened one, and put Rika's small toy bag inside. She went into Rika's closet and pulled out her favorite outfit. "Put this on sweetie." she said.
Rika sat up. "Ok." she said and quickly pulled on the jeans and red teeshirt. Rumiko quickly brushed Rika's hair then grabbed her hand.
"Can you carry mommy's bag sweet pea?" asked Rumiko.
Rika picked up the bag. "Yes." she said.
"Good." said Rumiko. She picked up the two suitcases and tucked one under her arm. She pulled Rika out of her room. "We're not coming back for a long time Rika honey." she said.
"Ok." said Rika. She knew enough to understand when her mom was serious or joking. This time she was dead serious. "What about Daddy?" she asked.
"He's going to stay here for a while." said Rumiko. They walked out of Rika's room and down the staircase slowly and silently. She quietly opened the side door and walked outside. It was the middle of the night.
Rumiko pulled Rika around the corner and opened the back door to a small black car. "Get inside and buckle up." said Rumiko, putting the suitcases in. Rika climbed in and sat in the middle and tighented the seatbelt.
Rumiko went around and sat in the driver's seat. She put the keys in the ignition and started the car. Withing a few seconds, they were driving away.
They drove for about an hour, arriving in Tokyo, Shinjuku area. Rumiko pulled up along a side road and parked the car and left the keys in. She got out, came around back and shook Rika awake. (OF:yeah, rika slept so she doesn't remember the car ride)
"Come one sweetie." said Rumiko, grabbing the suitcases. Rika grabbed the small one and climbed out of the car.
"Where are we?" asked Rika, her long brown hair ruffled.
"At Grandma Makino's." said Rumiko. "We're going to stay here for a while. is that ok with you?" she asked.
"Will Daddy still hit us?" asked Rika.
"Oh no sweet pea!" said Rumiko. "Not here." she said.
"Ok." said Rika. They walked over and knocked on the door. Then rang the doorbell. A few minutes later, Mrs. Makino answered the door...
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika shook her head. That was one memory she wanted to forget. It was the night of her escape from Justin. The man she refused to call father.
She sat up and looked at her watch. "Four thirty seven." she said aloud. "Dinner will be ready soon." she said.
Rika stood up and looked around the game room. Growing up, Rika had been a tomboy. She hated anything girly, along with Faye, so Rumiko had created a game room filled games for Rika to play. "Come to think of it, I still am a tomboy." she said.
Rika grabbed her skateboard and dashed out of the room, towards her own.
She slammed open her door and threw her skateboard down. "Why do I live such a damn crappy life! I hate it!" she shouted. "I hate my father, my mom is barely around, my best friend was shot, and who knows what else is gonna happen nest!" she shouted. She pounded her fist into her bed. There was a knock at her door.
"Rika?" asked Mrs. Makino. "Can I come in?"
"Watch your step." said Rika, dully.
The door opened and her grandmother came in.
"Rika?" asked Mrs. Makino. "Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Everything!" said Rika.
"Shhh.." said Mrs. Makino soothingly. She sat on Rika's bed and let her cry her eyes out. Mrs. Makino wrapped her arm around Rika's shoulders. Rika cried and cried and cried.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Rika was in her pajamas sitting on her bed. Her music, Blink-182, was playing and she stared at the ceiling. Her eyes were dry of tears. She had none left to cry. She told her grandmother everything. All the flashbacks she's had. All the troubles she faced. All the pain Rika felt on the day that Faye Kamiyo was shot and nearly killed. She told her grandmother everything. Everything she had kept inside.
And the entire time, she cried. And it is not like Rika Nonaka-Makino to cry.
Now she lay on her bed, staring up. Nearing October which was Faye's birthday. Some celebration she'd have. In her bed, barely able to sit up. "Oh yeah what a happy birthday that will be." said Rika aloud.
Coming up in November was her own birthday. November 24. She would be fifteen.
Rika did have a somewhat dysfunctional family. She had to get used to it. It would be this way for the rest of her life.
"And there's not a damn thing I can do about it." said Rika, as she rolled over, looked at the wall and fell asleep.
MD: thats it for now folks!! r&r!!! and thanks again to all who reviewed!!! oh, yeah! i might be starting a medievil fic...let me know if you think i should...rukato forever!! oh yeah, sorry about typos...i type fast so i make a few mistakes....cya~
Rika: so can we get on with the story now?
MD: after the disclaimer
Rika: she doesn't own digimon. there ok?
MD: ok!
chapter three: memories, good or bad?
Rika skid to a stop outside the Kamiyo house. She looked at the door and knocked. She hopped off her skateboard.
The door opened. "Rika!" cried Mrs. Kamiyo. She grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. She slammed the door. "Did anyone follow you?" she asked.
"No Mrs. Kamiyo." said Rika. "I'm fine." she said. "Can I go see Faye?"
Mrs. Kamiyo grinned. "Sure. She might be sleeping again..but she's in her room." she said and went into the kitchen.
Rika leaned her skateboard against the wall by the door and dropped her back pack on the floor next to it. She went to Faye's room. The door was opened and she looked inside. "Faye?" she whispered.
A lump on the bed moved and a head popped out from under the covers. Even in the darkness, Faye's green eyes could be seen brightly. "Rika?"
"Oh Faye!" said Rika. She dashed over and sat on the floor next to her friend's bed. "Are you okay?" she asked.
Faye grinned. "I feel a lot better." she said. "I can't stand up on my own yet though...doctors orders. But thats ok because I have a hard time standing anyway." she said. She grinned at Rika.
"Thats good." said Rika. "I mean, that you're feeling better." she looked around and saw a television in the corner. "You got a t.v.?"
Faye grinned. "Yeah!" she said cheerfully. "My mom and dad bought it for me and it was here when I came home." she said. "Sinse I'm going to be in my bed for a while, they figured I could use some entertainment."
"I'm sorry I couldn't come and visit you for a while." said Rika. "Mom wouldn't let me out of the house the entire next day after...everything."
"Its ok." said Faye. "I was sleeping most of the time in the hospital anyway."
Rika grinned. "Whats your all time favorite movie?" she asked.
Faye raised an eyebrow. "What?" she asked.
"Answer." grinned Rika.
"Hmm." thought Faye, she looked up at her ceiling. "I don't know." she said. She laughed but then made a face of pain.
"Faye?" asked Rika, jumping to her feet.
"Its ok." replied Faye. "Just sometimes when I cough or laugh it hurts."
"Then don't laugh." said Rika sternly. "Or cough." she sat on the bed.
"How's the school sinse...everything?" asked Faye.
Rika looked down. "I wouldn't know." she said.
"Why not?" asked Faye. "You didn't go back yet?"
"I'm not ever going back." said Rika. She looked at her best friend. "My mom switched me to another school to keep you and everyone else safe from Justin."
Faye looked at her friend. "Then I'll switch." she said.
"You don't have to." said Rika. "The school I'm at, West Shinjuku High, its not much better than the old one. I even met a new Kaylee." she said.
Faye grinned. "Tell me about it." she said.
"Her name is Danielle Spencer, the new Kaylee." said Rika. "She hates me and I hate her." she grinned. "There's a lot of other preps too. Even guys."
"Ooo guys now huh?" grinned Faye.
Rika looked at her friend and smiled. "Yeah." she said. "Maybe you can come and visit sometime and see them."
"I'd like that." grinned Faye. "So, did you talk to anyone? Make any friends?"
"No new friends." said Rika. "And you are still my one and only best friend."
"What about guys?" said Faye. "Any cute ones?" she asked.
Rika looked at her funny and spit out one word before she could stop herself. "Takato." then she instanly covered her mouth.
Faye's mouth dropped. "Did the Rika Nonaka-Makino just say that a guy named Takato was cute?" she asked.
Rika went slightly red. "No!" she said.
"But you did." teased Faye.
Rika glared at her friend then laughed. She new it would come out eventually. "Well, I guess he is pretty cute." she said.
Faye's eyes grew wide. "He must be, or else you wouldn't say anything." she said. "Anything else about him I should know?" she grinned.
"Faye!" laughed Rika. "I just said he was cute. I'm not gonna like him or anything." she said.
"Sure." grinned Faye. "For now."
"Faye Kamiyo." said Rika in a low voice. They both laughed.
"So tell me more about him." said Faye, after they finished laughing.
"Why?" asked Rika.
"Because!" said Faye. "Personality wise, is he nice or a big fat jerk?"
Rika shook her head. "Well my guy-crazy friend, if you must know, Takato is a nice guy. At least he seemed to be." she said.
"Does he have any friends?" asked Faye.
"Geez!" grinned Rika. "He has a lot of friends. And before you ask, no, I'm am not going to explain them to you." she said. Faye grinned.
"What time is it?" she asked.
Rika looked at her watch. "Three twelve." she said.
"Oh I see." said Faye. "I feel a little tired."
"Then go to sleep." said Rika. "You don't have to be nice about it if you don't want. I'm your best friend so if you want me to get out of your room tell me to get out of your room." she grinned. She stood up.
"Then get out!" laughed Faye.
"I'll come visit again tomarrow." said Rika. "I'll tell you all about my second day of school." she said. "You tell you the truth, my mom probably thinks I've been kidnapped or something and is switching my schools again." she grinned.
Faye grinned. "See you tomarrow." she said.
"See ya." said Rika. She squeezed her friend's hand and left the room. Before she had left, Faye was sound asleep.
Rika walked out into the kitchen. "Mrs Kamiyo?" she called.
"Oh Rika!" said Mrs. Kamiyo. "How are you?" she asked.
"I'm great." said Rika. "Faye seems so much better. I'm glad."
Mrs. Kamiyo grinned. "So am I." she said. "She won't be back in school until November, at least." she said. "The doctor said two weeks out of school but I think I'll keep her out an extra week."
"The weather's not too bad yet." said Rika. "For the end of September anyway."
"October 1st, five days." said Mrs Kamiyo.
"Well, thanks for letting me see Faye." said Rika. "I should be going. My mom is probably having a nervous breakdown by now." she grinned.
"Come over when ever you like." said Mrs. Kamiyo. "Faye kept telling me that she missed you so much." she said.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner." said Rika. "But I'll be back tomarrow." she said. "See you later." she said and waved. She walked towards the door and grabbed her skateboard. She opened the door, said one last bye to Mrs Kamiyo and skated down the street, towards her house.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey I'm home!" shouted Rika, coming inside her house. Her mother ran up to her and hugged her. "And what was that for?" she asked.
"Just because I see you." said Rumiko. Rika rolled her eyes. "So how was school?" she asked, letting go of her daughter.
"Fine." said Rika. "No homework because I didn't get my textbooks yet." she said.
"Make any friends?" asked Rumiko.
"No." said Rika. "They think I'll beat them up if they look at me wrong." she said.
"Why is that?" asked Rumiko, hands on hips. "You didn't beat someone up did you?"
"No." said Rika. "Not yet." she said. "Although I did grab a girl by her shirt color because she spilt a slushie on my head."
"Rika!" said Rumiko.
"She was such a- brat." said Rika, catching herself. "She was so stuck up and nasty, not to mention popular, so she spread out around the school that I'm a punk and not to mess with me cuz I'll beat you up." she said. "And it may also be because I shouted into the cafeteria that I dont take crap from anyone."
"Rika." said Rumiko.
"I'm gonna go-do something." said Rika. "I'll go to the game room and play pinball or something." she said. (OF: yes. its my story and i can make rika have a pinball machine if i want. she's rich. what can i say?)
Rumiko sighed. "Just make sure you come to dinner." she said.
"Yeah yeah." said Rika walked to the room.
She went in and turned on the pinball machine. She played it for a while when the memories rolled in.
**FLASHBACK**
"Go Rika!" shouted Faye. She was about twelve years old.
"I'm gonna get the high score!" shouted Rika, also twelve. She was playing the pinball machine in the gameroom, Faye cheering and jumping around. Both of them much younger.
"YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON!" said the machine in monotone over and over again. Rika jumped up.
"Woohoo!" she shouted. "I finally beat you brother's score!"
"Yeah!" shouted Faye, pushing a lock of shoulder length blackish-blue hair behind her ear. She high fived her friend.
"You better tell him." said Rika, pushing a lock of brownish reddish long hair behind her ear. It wasn't in a ponytail. No blonde highlights either.
Faye grinned. "You know I will!" she said. "I love to brag to him. He thinks because he's older and in high school he's cool but he's a dork."
Rika smiled. "Dork." she said. "Thats a weird word isn't it?"
Faye laughed. "Where did that come from?" she asked.
"I don't know." said Rika, grinning. "I always think of weird things."
"Ohmigod!" said Faye. "Did you see Kaylee's hair?"
"Yeah!" said Rika, cracking up. "She must think those curls look great but they make her look so ugly, geez I can't even say how ugly!" she said.
Faye laughed. "Her friends lied to her too." she said. "When she asked them how she liked her hair, they said they liked it. But later on, I heard them say that it looked so stupid."
"Well, it does." said Rika. "At least we can brutally honest with each other without hurting each other." she said.
"True." replied Faye. They grinned.
"YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON...."
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika stared at the pinball machine as it blinked 'You Lose' over and over. She didn't get a high score. Although she had it, she didn't bother to play it again. She moved on to another game. Ping Pong. With no one around, she couldn't play, so she hopped up on the table and stared at the ceiling. She saw a black mark on the ceiling. She grinned. Then she looked down and next to her on the ping pong table was another black mark. Then on the floor was a long black line. She looked back at the ceiling and more memories floaded back.
**FLASHBACK**
"Mark me off again Rika." shouted Faye, around eleven years old. "I just scored another point." she grinned.
Rika grinned. "Because I wasn't looking." she said, leaning over and making a mark on a pice of paper on a chair with a black permanent marker, she went over and picked up the ping pong ball. "Ready?" she asked.
"Always." grinned Faye.
Rika grinned and served the small ball, leaving the marker uncapped and facing up in her left hand. Faye whacked it, and Rika whacked back. When Faye hit it, it hit Rika's hand and it knocked the marker up in the air. It flipped up and hit the ceiling and made a large black spot. Then it fell back down and hit the table, leaving another mark. It bounced off the table and rolled across the floor, leaving a long black line. It slowed to a stop. Rika and Faye had been watching the whole thing.
"Uh-oh.." they said.
A few minutes later, Rika was standing on the ping pong table with a wash cloth trying to get the black off the ceiling. Faye was down on hands and knees, trying to get the mark off the floor. Rika scrubbed harder, barely reaching the ceiling.
"It won't come off!" said Rika.
"Neither will the one on the floor." said Faye. She stood up. "I guess when they say permanent marker, they mean it." she said.
Rika jumped off the table. "Maybe we can scrape it off." she said.
"I dunno." said Faye. She went over and opened a drawer in the cabinet. She pulled out a pair of scissors. She walked over and sat on the ping pong table. She handed the scissors to Rika. "Make sure you don't drop them. They could fall and hurt you." she said.
"No problem." said Rika, taking the scissors. She climbed back on the table and stood up. She reached up and with the tip of the scissors, began to scrape the ceiling.
"Don't do that!" said Faye. "You'll mess up the ceiling." she said, standing up on the table next to Rika.
The table shook as she stood up and they both toppled over, but the scissors were pushed up into the ceiling as the two fell down.
Luckily they landed on a rug so the fall wasn't too painful. They moaned and then looked up. "Uh-oh..." they said.
Rika hopped up on the table again and reached up and grabbed the scissors. She jumped back down with them in her hand.
They looked up. Along with a black mark on the ceiling, there was now a small hole where the scissors had gone in. Not to mention the mark on the table and the long on the floor.
They glanced at each other. Then, they cracked up.
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika stood up on the table and touched the ceiling. She could reach it now, and she ran her fingers across the small hole and rubbed the black mark. She grinned.
She jumped off the table and landed. She went over to the PlayStation Game Console and the large t.v. and stared at it.
Race Car Driving...it stuck out in her mind.
**FLASHBACK**
"RACERS! GET SET! GO!" the game shouted. Rika and Faye, age thirteen, pressed teh buttons and their cars took off at top speed.
"You can never beat the great Rika Nonaka-Makino at race car drving!" shouted Rika as she sped past Faye.
"Ha ha! Thats what you think!" said Faye as she went past her friend.
"Ooo! I think not!" shouted Rika as she passed her friend. The whole game went on like this, passing each other until Faye crossed the finish line first, Rika very close behind.
"HA!" shouted Faye, jumping up. Her hair in a ponytail, swishing back and forth as she danced all funky. "I won! You know it! I know it!" she said/sang. Rika laughed from her spot on the floor. "Its my birthday! Its my birthday!" said Faye, doing the monkey (OF: you know, the jonny bravo arm dance thing...lol) and dancing around the room.
"You just got lucky." grinned Rika, hopping to her feet. She went over to the stereo and turned it on. Blink-182, 'All the Small the Things' blasted in the door. They played invisible instruments. Rika played air guitar and Faye played air drums.
"Say it ain't so! I will not go! Turn the Lights off, Carry me home!" they sang/shouted. "Nanananana...."
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika walked over to the stereo and opened it. Inside was Alien Ant Farm, Linkin Park, and Staind. She didn't play it. She just sat in silence. She sighed.
"All those memories." she said. "I wish I could make some more good ones." then she shuddered, thinking of those bad memories....
**FLASHBACK**
Rumiko sat up in bed. She walked over and went in the bathroom. It connected to Rika's room. She let the water run and went into Rika's bedroom.
She was awake, just having had a bad dream. When her mother came in, she blinked. "Hello Mommy." said the little seven and a half year old.
"Rika?" said Rumiko. "Did you pack all your things that you wanted to take with you?"
Rika nodded. "Yes mommy. They're in the bag over there." she said.
Rumiko went over and picked up the bag. She went into Rika's closet and pulled out two suitcases. She opened one, and put Rika's small toy bag inside. She went into Rika's closet and pulled out her favorite outfit. "Put this on sweetie." she said.
Rika sat up. "Ok." she said and quickly pulled on the jeans and red teeshirt. Rumiko quickly brushed Rika's hair then grabbed her hand.
"Can you carry mommy's bag sweet pea?" asked Rumiko.
Rika picked up the bag. "Yes." she said.
"Good." said Rumiko. She picked up the two suitcases and tucked one under her arm. She pulled Rika out of her room. "We're not coming back for a long time Rika honey." she said.
"Ok." said Rika. She knew enough to understand when her mom was serious or joking. This time she was dead serious. "What about Daddy?" she asked.
"He's going to stay here for a while." said Rumiko. They walked out of Rika's room and down the staircase slowly and silently. She quietly opened the side door and walked outside. It was the middle of the night.
Rumiko pulled Rika around the corner and opened the back door to a small black car. "Get inside and buckle up." said Rumiko, putting the suitcases in. Rika climbed in and sat in the middle and tighented the seatbelt.
Rumiko went around and sat in the driver's seat. She put the keys in the ignition and started the car. Withing a few seconds, they were driving away.
They drove for about an hour, arriving in Tokyo, Shinjuku area. Rumiko pulled up along a side road and parked the car and left the keys in. She got out, came around back and shook Rika awake. (OF:yeah, rika slept so she doesn't remember the car ride)
"Come one sweetie." said Rumiko, grabbing the suitcases. Rika grabbed the small one and climbed out of the car.
"Where are we?" asked Rika, her long brown hair ruffled.
"At Grandma Makino's." said Rumiko. "We're going to stay here for a while. is that ok with you?" she asked.
"Will Daddy still hit us?" asked Rika.
"Oh no sweet pea!" said Rumiko. "Not here." she said.
"Ok." said Rika. They walked over and knocked on the door. Then rang the doorbell. A few minutes later, Mrs. Makino answered the door...
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Rika shook her head. That was one memory she wanted to forget. It was the night of her escape from Justin. The man she refused to call father.
She sat up and looked at her watch. "Four thirty seven." she said aloud. "Dinner will be ready soon." she said.
Rika stood up and looked around the game room. Growing up, Rika had been a tomboy. She hated anything girly, along with Faye, so Rumiko had created a game room filled games for Rika to play. "Come to think of it, I still am a tomboy." she said.
Rika grabbed her skateboard and dashed out of the room, towards her own.
She slammed open her door and threw her skateboard down. "Why do I live such a damn crappy life! I hate it!" she shouted. "I hate my father, my mom is barely around, my best friend was shot, and who knows what else is gonna happen nest!" she shouted. She pounded her fist into her bed. There was a knock at her door.
"Rika?" asked Mrs. Makino. "Can I come in?"
"Watch your step." said Rika, dully.
The door opened and her grandmother came in.
"Rika?" asked Mrs. Makino. "Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Everything!" said Rika.
"Shhh.." said Mrs. Makino soothingly. She sat on Rika's bed and let her cry her eyes out. Mrs. Makino wrapped her arm around Rika's shoulders. Rika cried and cried and cried.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Rika was in her pajamas sitting on her bed. Her music, Blink-182, was playing and she stared at the ceiling. Her eyes were dry of tears. She had none left to cry. She told her grandmother everything. All the flashbacks she's had. All the troubles she faced. All the pain Rika felt on the day that Faye Kamiyo was shot and nearly killed. She told her grandmother everything. Everything she had kept inside.
And the entire time, she cried. And it is not like Rika Nonaka-Makino to cry.
Now she lay on her bed, staring up. Nearing October which was Faye's birthday. Some celebration she'd have. In her bed, barely able to sit up. "Oh yeah what a happy birthday that will be." said Rika aloud.
Coming up in November was her own birthday. November 24. She would be fifteen.
Rika did have a somewhat dysfunctional family. She had to get used to it. It would be this way for the rest of her life.
"And there's not a damn thing I can do about it." said Rika, as she rolled over, looked at the wall and fell asleep.
MD: thats it for now folks!! r&r!!! and thanks again to all who reviewed!!! oh, yeah! i might be starting a medievil fic...let me know if you think i should...rukato forever!! oh yeah, sorry about typos...i type fast so i make a few mistakes....cya~