Diary Of A Rudie

By Jet Set Yoyo

Summary: The GG's have disbanded, Rokkaku has taken over and no one can skate anymore. Four young kids who looked up to the GG's have the guts to put on their skates and tear up the streets. When Rokkaku arrives and starts taking them down who's going to step in and put Rokkaku back in their place.

Disclaimer: I do not own JSRF or the characters, they're owned by Sega and Smilebit. I only own my own characters.

More minor edits. Grammar and such. Some more character info added/changed.

September 13th 2013

After the incident with Tag the Garage got fixed a hell of a lot faster, and probably sooner than it would've if he'd kept to himself. I'm not all that sure why he decided to stop being a douche and help out without too much of a complaint. He didn't change his attitude though, still the same asshole we came to know and maybe love. Or like. I don't think I can say love towards him as a man. It's kind of weird. Whatever.

We kicked up our tagging a notch. Laying down more tags than Rokkaku could clean up. Was a little difficult with them showing up immediately whenever we were spotted but we managed. We wanted to make a statement; show everyone, not just Rokkaku, we could do it. Take them down and out and skate again. Maybe if we painted enough tags the GG's would come back; heck I'd even settle for any of the other gangs coming back too. Then the GG's would definitely come back.

I don't think any of the others actually gets how important the GG's are to me. Ever since I was a kid they were my heroes, my role models. I had a few good friends, was a normal kid from a normal family. I enjoyed skating more than anything else and that's what I did. I often saw the GG's skating by running away from Rokkaku or spraying a tag in Shibuya Terminal or Chou Street and I wanted to grow up to be just like 'em. Yeah, Tag would probably laugh his ass off if he could read this.

That's why I ended up out here, I knew I wanted to become a Rudie but I didn't actually plan to leave home until my Grandma made it clear she wasn't going to allow me to continue skating and 'throwing my life away for a junk hobby.' That I didn't get either, what's so wrong with skating? It's not like I was planning my life's career on it. So I left. Just up and left one day and never turned back. I met Keiraan who shared my passion for skating. I mean I've kind of always known her from school and all, just not as well. Then we teamed up with Tag a couple months later. Not long after that we found Cael in a back alley and kind of just took him in. He never really said why he couldn't go home. Just that he couldn't and Rokkaku can't find him.

Cael's a strange one. At first glance you think he's just some unfortunate, innocent little orphan but he's not. Not really. He's a compulsive liar, a pretty decent thief and get this: he's related to Yo-Yo of the GG's! When we first picked him up he was pretty wary of letting us in, though he was pretty attached to us for no reason. We just never could learn anything about him aside from his apparent love for drawing and skating; even if he's a pretty shitty Rudie. After a while he warmed up and today he actually decided to tell us a little more about himself.

"So Cael, when are you going to tell us where you're from?" Keiraan asked looking over from her spot on the recliner towards Cael who was sitting on the floor of the Garage doodling away as usual. If she had been paying attention to me, she would've seen the look I was giving her. Asking about that kind of stuff was just something we really didn't do. If they wanted us to know, we would know. Cael just stopped for a moment and looked up at her before giving one of his innocent little grins, two front teeth missing and all. I thought he'd just lie like we'd come to expect from him but as it seemed to be as of late I was wrong.

"Rokkaku made me leave home. If I go back they'll get Yo-Yo." He answered nonchalantly, returning to his doodling. I almost choked on the cola I was sipping.

"THE Yo-Yo? As in Yo-Yo of the GG's?" I spluttered, still trying to get air in my lungs from inhaling my cola. I had to lean over the side of the hammock I was in just to breathe. Cael sort of frowned and crumpled his drawing before looking up again.

"Yeah, he's my big brother. When Rokkaku took over again they went after all the people closest to the Rudies. For my brother the easiest to get to was me I guess. Mom and Dad would know better than me so Rokkaku would leave them alone. They got me and Yo-Yo found out, came to save me like they wanted but we both escaped. I can't go home though; they might get me again. Dunno where Yo-Yo went after that but they can't have my big brother."

"That sucks. Now I know why you were in that alley. I just thought you were some street rat we felt bad for." Tag replied, shrugging as he sat up from his spot on the couch.

"I want to find him. I miss him a lot." Cael added, more to himself that to us because he whispered it but we heard anyways.

"It's kinda funny how you call him Yo-Yo too. Does he ever use his real name," asked Keiraan. I was sort of wondering the same thing. All three of us had our attention on the kid 'cause we all were curious about him.

"Nah, he hates it so he never uses it. Mom and Dad used to get mad especially 'cuz he told them one day he wasn't going to respond to his real name anymore, only Yo-Yo. It wasn't long after that, that he left for good. Mom was sort of upset, but I think she knew it was coming. I wish he would've taken me with him."

I just noticed; despite being a little kid, Cael's pretty smart. He talks like he knows a lot, what do call them; old souls or something like that. I mean he's still pretty immature half the time but he can sound mature when he feels like it. I don't know any other nine-year-olds who talk like he does. Just a thought I guess.

We all thought at first he was just making up the story, since he's prone to lying for attention, but in the back of my mind I kind of had a feeling so I believed it. Whatever reason Cael was out here wasn't all that important anyway, sharing stories just gave us something to do on a boring rainy days like this. Wasn't a point in going out to tag. It'd either get washed off or we'd do something stupid like slip in a puddle while Rokkaku was chasing us. That was something we definitely couldn't afford. Not with only four members, three actually capable. Cael was getting better though; he stopped walk/skating and actually skated now. His tags were never a problem but we needed to keep lookout rather than do our own tags, since we needed a significant head start to get him out safely. Don't ask why we bother, I'm still not even sure.

I'm not used to all these lazy days, I really want to get up and skate. Stupid rain, it needs to end already. As if the snow won't be bad enough… I can just picture Cael. Wearing nothing but his stupid huge green hoody, I think it belonged to Yo-Yo, and his brown shorts. He'd slip and fall into a pile of snow. His blonde hair would be all soaked and he'd look up at us with that huge blue-eyed look he's so good at and whine 'til we took him back. The kid was a brat. A brat that knew how to use what he had to get his way, and it worked even on us. Puppy-eyes are the worst. The entire thing would be a whole lot of trouble. I can just see it now.

Figures, the sky cleared up when night fell. Ah well a little night tagging is fun.

We decided to expand our range and take on Rapid 99's old area: 99th street. There's some great nightlife there I hear, never actually bothered to go before now. We set off, taking Cael along with us. He could actually keep up now which was pretty sweet. Too bad there wasn't any Jet Set Radio to listen to as we tagged. Wonder what happened to Professor K? Maybe he got taken in with the rest of the Rudies, or he's hiding like the others who didn't get caught.

We grinded up and Tag made a sweet tag on one of the billboards. Cael made a huge alien tag along a building, picture jack skellington style but as an alien looming over graffiti-fied Neo G's in bold silver lettering. I'm telling you that boy has some skill for a little kid. Me and Keiraan did a joint tag on another building of a dude throwing some dice but instead of numbers the dice had the letters spelling out our gang name.

There were some more tags before we heard the sirens of Rokkaku coming to bust on us so we booked it up to the roof of one of the buildings and ended up star-gazing until they gave up and left. We slept great that night.

I could've sworn even from the roof I could hear Hayashi screaming like a madman. I don't think I ever want to meet him face to face.

Constructive Criticism is appreciated.